Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

A black wig that looks like Sadako at night.

Peng Yuan used to practice lines for two hours a day, barely living the life of a low-end art student.

However, the appearance of the wig head effectively slowed down his progress, to be precise, it scared him to pee.

"It's horrible, I need mental training."

"Construction again, and construction again, how can I learn magic secretly!"

Ding Jingyi hummed again, "I don't even dare to look at the fake head, you still don't faint at the scene of the blood magic?"

"Hey, let's get back to business. What I mean is, on the day of the repair, should I prepare you a beef hot pot with red dates and brown sugar, or just ask 120 to bring some blood transfusion bags?"

Ding Jingyi shuddered a little. It was okay for the magician to perform blood transfusion while hanging a needle. Thinking about it, it was a picturesque and embarrassing scene.

Picturesque?No, it's deflated again!

Ding Jingyi patted his clothes: "Prepare the beef hot pot."

Peng Yuan opened the document, and added a new "Spell Casting Supervision Plan": "Two hot pot meals, I will accompany you to cast spells."

Ding Jingyi stretched out her long legs that reached the table in the front row, and began to think: one meal of beef hot pot three catties of beef, two meals of six catties, fresh dragon boiled for five seconds, and sour plum juice with sand tea sauce. Still a bargain.

Blood magic is a common low-level magic in Ellowyn, and its core principle is simple: blood is the medium.Using additional blood magic in summoning magic can summon bloodthirsty creatures;

When used in curse magic, it is to enhance the effect, or to intimidate the cursed person such as bleeding from seven orifices;

In magical engineering, blood can be used as glue.

Of course, the higher the quality of the blood, the better the magic effect, and depending on the quality of the blood, blood magic can even rival other magic.There was once a human magician who secretly kidnapped demon nobles in order to use blood magic.

As a demon nobleman, Ding Jingyi's blood is self-evident. There are scenes of fighting against human magicians in his memory. In all fairness, it is not a good memory worth savoring.

Peng Yuan stopped typing again: "That's why you demons are full of treasures. If you spread the word, you might be poached or something. The range of human recipes here is very wide. They eat everything as ugly as bats, and cute as rabbits." also eat.

Your kind... the whole hospital can eat it for half a year?I can't let go, it's better to look at you a little bit.Even if you don't learn magic, you should take care of it. "

Ding Jingyi trembled again: "Three meals of hot pot."

"What are you doing, you have to pay money for eating three hot pot meals in a row!"

"You want psychological construction, but I don't need mental damage fees? Why eat me!"

Peng Yuan was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to touch Ding Jingyi's head, and outlined the shape of the horn out of thin air.

"Eating" in traditional festivals has a different meaning than it does now, full of barbarism and cruelty.

Peng Yuan learned about the systems of the Shang Dynasty and ancient Egypt when he was studying, and when he read the ritual documents, he felt trembling between the lines.Ding Jingyi had personally repaired the imperial mausoleum, so it was reasonable to have such a stressful reaction.

No wonder he didn't want to admit his identity, and didn't want to go back to the past.

"If I don't eat you...the upper limit of Huabei is 1000 yuan. After three hot pot meals, I can't do anything for two months. Let's talk about it first."

Ding Jingyi twisted her body and pillowed it on Peng Yuan's lap: "Don't eat, just charge."

Peng Yuan slapped him: "The classroom is a public place, so you can't charge it!"

"Hehehe, serious, seducing people like you is my nephew's favorite..." Ding Jingyi closed his eyes.

When it comes to charging, don't be afraid anymore!Peng Yuan pressed Ding Jingyi's belly button.

"It's okay to blackmail your nephew from the air, so what are you doing!"

"I'm lying down."

"Ugh-"

The bus slammed on the brakes sharply, jolting the drowsy Peng Yuan awake.When the lights are on, it is the time when the traffic jam in City G is the worst.

Peng Yuan yawned. The newly added tutoring job took up a full weekend and made the weekdays more compact. Now the mid-term quiz is not far away. It is a life that has been double-beaten by money and studies.

However, part-time work is still necessary!How to feed the devil if you don't work!

Peng Yuan looked up at the road, and there was a bright red light.Looking down at the phone again, the WeChat that is usually empty has changed to 99+, and there are countless @.

"what……"

Although Li Yun will not issue a full 213+ unless there is an emergency like cultural relic No. 99;

Ding Jingyi's chats are always back and forth, and she doesn't tend to be a one-man show;

There is no chatterbox in the class group, and it will not be 30 to accept a homework;

Zuo Heng, the only one who could pile up 99, was on the blocking list.

Peng Yuan opened the class group with the most information, and the pictures that popped up confused him.A banner was hung on two trees in the middle of the main road of the school, with half a line written in white on a red background: Peng Yuan, Class 17, Grade 1, Department of Archeology, played with other people's feelings!

The rest of the line is full of exclamation points.The cultural level of some contemporary college students, okay, Peng Yuan laughed "haha".

After Peng Yuan pulled the news of the class group, he was basically eating melons. The latest news showed that the banner disappeared 5 minutes ago.

Peng Yuan typed out a line: "The banner is gone? Where did it go?"

After speaking, he merged the chat records, forwarded them to Ding Jingyi, and added "Don't stand out".

When Ding Jingyi licked Zuo Heng in the grilled fish shop, Peng Yuan didn't dare to think about it.

When Peng Yuan switched back to the class group, it was the scene of eating melons again.

"The Lord has appeared!"

"Why does the black-faced cat provoke Pao Wang again?"

"Someone has already submitted an award for deceptive behavior."

The bus starts.

Peng Yuanyuan cut out the class group relentlessly, and pulled Zuo Heng out of the blocking list: "I've already put up a banner, why don't I send a pennant?"

Zuo Heng didn't respond. At this moment, Ding Jingyi's profile picture popped up, and he sent a sentence: "It's late."

"Come back quickly! Zuo Heng is a local, and his family's social relations are complicated. A phone call can call thirty or fifty strong men within 10 minutes. Even if the principal comes, he can't stand it! Don't suffer!"

Peng Yuan had seen Zuo Heng's emotional disputes before. At that time, Zuo Heng really fell in love with a Swedish boy, and he stood out from a bunch of licking dogs.

The international student called the police, and Zuo Heng called the boy at home. As a result, the international student dropped out of school, and Zuo Heng was fine.

Ding Jingyi did not reply.

As soon as the bus stopped at the gate of J, Peng Yuan quickly swept his bicycle and rode into the school, and went straight to the main road. The sound of the police car resounded in the night sky, and a crowd gathered on both sides of the greenery. Peng Yuan was so anxious that he dumped his bicycle and went straight in.

——Don’t let this demon eat the whole family!

23. Chapter 23

Ding Jingyi opened his eyes, glanced at the dozen or so men and women surrounding him, and then slowly closed them.

Although the oxygen in the ventilator was not as sweet as the air on J's lawn at night, it was definitely the most expensive air he had ever smelled.

J Big Lawn is free, Peng Yuan’s rented house costs 8000 yuan a month, and he doesn’t need to pay, and the ICU in G City Hospital costs [-] yuan a day.

Disorderly footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by random unfamiliar voices: "Xiao Heng is here. Usually, the sluggish chasing girls can't catch up. Today, he beat the school's teacher Yao Ming."

Peng Yuan's hoarse voice sounded beside him: "What's the matter! I'm almost killed!"

All right, just give Peng Yuan a look to cooperate to this point, I don't know if it's a tacit understanding or talent.

It's just to make it difficult for this simple and honest person to act out the madness and bitterness.It's too hard to force play.

Ding Jingyi has been paying attention to the post bar of J University, and regularly brushes it every night at 06:30, and Peng Yuan comes back after class.

Although his original intention was to understand the reviews and new updates of the canteen's dishes, it somehow worked.

The banner post was posted at 06:30, and Ding Jingyi saw it as soon as it came out.

When the class is over, there is a lot of traffic, and the purpose of pulling banners at this time is obvious, which is to make Peng Yuan die in society.

When Ding Jingyi arrived, people gathered together, he couldn't care less, he could only tear off the banner, and Zuo Heng appeared when he pulled it.

Ding Jingyi originally thought that Zuo Heng was just an ordinary playboy who spends money like water and has no such good things as brains. The bitter trick was also one of Ding Jingyi's original plans. With a little blood magic, it caused a sensation. The police car arrived first and the ambulance followed. , This posture is unprecedented in J University.

But when Zuo Heng jumped up like a slam dunk and inserted the key down his throat, Ding Jingyi was really surprised.

If Peng Yuan is his good luck in this world, then Zuo Heng is the first bad luck.Ding Jingyi is used to bad luck.

So he lay down on the ground and worked his magic in full view.His blood was like a blowout, occupying half of the width of J Da’s main road, and hundreds of megabytes of video memory on mobile phones of the people who eat melons.

Originally, the key piercing the trachea would not cause much bleeding, but under the effect of magic, it just turned into the effect of carotid artery damage, and the wound also changed to the corresponding position.

At this time, Peng Yuan squeezed in from the crowd and knelt beside him. Instead of staged a bitter scene of crying and grabbing the ground, he showed the first aid certificate to the police and classmates, and started the standard first aid for carotid artery injury to Ding Jingyi.

Tacit drama, no preview.Ding Jingyi was also a little surprised that the things she was guarding against suddenly came in handy.

Clothes alone are not enough for carotid artery emergency compression. Peng Yuan used his hands, and his body was covered in blood.

Zuo Heng felt strange at first, and lost confidence in his aim when he saw the blood, and was pushed into a police car by the police while howling, and Ding Jingyi happily extended the performance—the seven orifices are bleeding!

The blood curtain blurred his vision, and Ding Jingyi vaguely felt small orange-black animals running past, and even a very small flow of mana, as if trying to break his blood demon