Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

There is less anger in the aftertaste of the banquet.

Peng Yuan asked Ding Jingyi to rest on his lap, and touched his face: "I went to the E3 borrowing room just now, but it was still not open, and the pipes inside were broken and under repair. Guess what I saw when I came back?"

Ding Jingyi gave a few "hmm" in a melodious tone, now he was like a spoiled beast again.

"A valet driver was drunk and drove six people, including the car, to the side of the road."

Ding Jingyi laughed out loud: "What kind of wine do you drink during the day, and you still drive..."

Considering that the two of them drank half a box of Jiang Xiaobai and three bottles of Snowflakes in broad daylight just now, it is quite unfair to say this.

Peng Yuan rubbed Ding Jingyi's face: "Drunken driver found another substitute driver, but the second substitute driver also came for drunk driving. But the problem has not been solved, so I have to find a third substitute driver. I listen to the head In the middle of the night, a few yellow-skinned people ran out from the side and didn't know what they wanted to do, so I came back."

Ding Jingyi said vaguely while being rubbed: "Theoretically speaking, as long as all the drivers in the city drink and drive, they can all receive this order."

This reasoning is also no one.

"Do you know who's in that car?"

"Who?"

"King Pao and Lei Di."

"This... Pao Wang can't send sneakers, but a car instead?"

"Hu Shunhua is also here, this car may not be able to be sent out."

Ding Jingyi stretched her waist: "Your circle is really chaotic."

While rubbing Ding Jingyi, Peng Yuan muttered about his answer on the Q&A website, and then sent the link to Ding Jingyi.

Except for the questions about the archaeological history of the Mist Continent, Peng Yuan even answered "You have experienced a sudden lucky moment".

Ding Jingyi raised her phone in a daze: "It's lucky to get a blind box... Before, Boss Li asked if he wanted to have a black-faced cat draw, and then create a campus ghost story to bring goods. I think it's okay, you still have There are more than a dozen sets of cat blind boxes, all of which are only short of a black-faced cat."

"No more..." Peng Yuan resolutely refused, "It's your luck that I got all the blind boxes together, it's luck if I get lucky once, and it's copy and paste if I come too many times."

"Hey, then this "Devil Scale" is..."

When the museum was clearing the golden coffin, it found a large number of fan-sized demon scales.

After testing, most of the scales belonged to one demon, and some belonged to hundreds of unknown demons.

Peng Yuan deduced from the size of the coffin and the specifications of the shroud that the magician Orin retained his human form when he died. The large number of scales are the remains of Orin's own demon form, while the other scattered scales are all demons. The ritual symbol of the nobility is like the flowers offered by the guests at the funeral.

"The discovery of the scales confirms the existence of the species "demon". The anticlockwise ring of fire emblem on the shroud proves that the owner of the coffin is Prince Halloni and the magician Orin Valentine..."

Ding Jingyi read aloud, "All the deflated updates in the past are the truth of history, which makes people feel sympathetic and loved——A Yuan, don't you think the following sentence is too unobjective?"

Peng Yuan continued to rub Ding Jingyi's ears.

"Just because I'm deflated doesn't mean I can tolerate other people writing about me. How much have you written—hey, where did the whole history of deflate go?"

Ding Jingyi cut out the article list of the official account, and the search under the keyword "eating" was empty.

Ding Jingyi sat up in shock from a dying illness: "Why did you delete the embarrassing article?"

Peng Yuan looked apologetic: "Revealing my boyfriend's short stories on the official account, who is doing something? I want to open a small account to write the story of the magician Olin."

"Then you can't get angry."

"Didn't you want to be a dog? Gou and fire are contrary to each other."

Tepid announcement is also a dog.Gou Zhaozhao exists, just like the slime blind box, you don’t know what it is before you take it apart, but you will know it after you take it apart, but you can knead it any way you want.

After kneading, it is still soft, and it will take whatever shape it puts in any container.

Ding Jingyi dived into Peng Yuan's arms: "Words are the precious preservation of thoughts, and media are the spread of thoughts. Why are they deleted..."

Peng Yuan touched Ding Jingyi's hornless head, his index finger followed the "嘤..." coming from his leg, and beat the time.

The sky in the afternoon is clear, the sun shines into the room, and even the dust in the air seems to be alive, floating in the air like jellyfish.

The author has something to say:

If everyone can't accept this self-made cover, I will remove it...

38. Chapter 38

J University Library E3 Loan Room.

The borrowing room was open, but Peng Yuan was in trouble looking at the documents on more than a dozen bookshelves.

Although he is obsessed with the culture of the Fog Continent, his life is short. He has been in college for less than three years, and he has read less than half of the books in this room. In addition, many demon languages ​​​​have not been logged into the system, and he wants to find fixed words from them. Code, I am afraid it will be a life-long work.

Peng Yuan supported the bookshelf. If he could stay with these documents for a lifetime and explore the secrets in them, it would be a romantic choice from hair full of black hair to the brows of snowy eyebrows.

His eyes flicked across the maze of books, and finally fell on the reading table in the lending area.

Ding Jingyi sat among the students in twos and threes, holding a collection of classical oil paintings in his hands, and occasionally turned on his mobile phone to reply a message. He noticed Peng Yuan's gaze, raised his head and made a mouth shape: "Ah Yuan, what's wrong?"

Peng Yuan beckoned, Ding Jingyi closed the album, and stopped beside him in two steps.

"When did you make this?" Peng Yuan touched Ding Jingyi's tie clip.

Ding Jingyi shook Peng Yuan's hand: "I made a lot of things, I don't remember."

After knowing the address of Ivan's warehouse, the two went for a tour and found that there were several shipping factories near the warehouse.

Ding Jingyi even bought a few bolts of cloth and metal materials on the spot, and after a few nights of tidying up, his sportswear was also changed into a fancy suit.

The soft and shiny red suit is paired with flannel high-waisted trousers and exotic high-heeled shoes, making Ding Jingyi full of coquettish atmosphere.

He also bought all kinds of shiny high-grade silk threads, embroidered a bunch of cloth stickers on Peng Yuan's sweater, wove some colorful ropes, changed the straps for the sweater, and added the medicine to cure obsessive-compulsive disorder. Knotted, there is a low-key sense of fashion.

"I couldn't find the documents I wanted at once..." Peng Yuan shook his hand, "But I made a plan, if you help, there will be a solution."

"Then how can I help?"

"You go bald."

Ding Jingyi choked: "I... bald?"

Peng Yuan rubbed his hands: "Give me a hair."

Ding Jingyi's face was full of confusion: "Is this the baldness you mentioned?"

Looking at Ding Jingyi's hairline alone, there is absolutely no hidden danger of baldness.He returned and pulled out a hair and gave it to Peng Yuan.

Peng Yuan rolled a few rolls with a pencil, spread out his palms, and put the strands of hair on his fingertips.There is another shorter blond hair on the palm of the hand, which looks like Peng Yuan's own.

"What do you want?"

Peng Yuan curled up his five fingers: "Twice scored, hat-trick, remember our old friend summoning magic?"

"Summoning magic" is different from other magics. It is a magic that consumes actual offerings in exchange for results, and requires that the offerings be related to the results.

Peng Yuan opened his hand again, and a cyan artificial jellyfish appeared in his palm like a magic trick: "With this, the offering is complete."

According to the literature, the jellyfish is one of the symbols before Karas, the god of time and space, obtained the throne. Karas was born in the magician family of the magical city of Settrum - the Curaflo family. Its family emblem is a jellyfish, which symbolizes "mystery". .

Ding Jingyi pressed the jellyfish, which was made of soft rubber: "You can also perform magic tricks."

"Haha, surprise or surprise, the magician's magic show."

Peng Yuan's demonstration just now had no magic power flowing, so it can be seen that it is a real magic performance.

If the traditional magic of the Misty Continent is the rose in the palace garden, which is orthodox and luxurious, then Peng Yuan’s trick-like magic is the dandelion on the roadside, relaxed and simple.

"It's fun..." Ding Jingyi folded his arms, "Speaking of which, do you want to summon...a book?"

Summoning magic did have instances of summoning items in Ellowyn's time, because it was invented for logistics and transportation.Peng Yuan's idea is indeed feasible.

"Yes, your hair symbolizes the magician Olin, my hair symbolizes my wishes, and the jellyfish symbolizes the God of Time and Space. This magic book is in the borrowing room and is close at hand, so there is no need for a particularly luxurious offering."

Ding Jingyi's voice was full of doubts: "Come on, how do you know that this magic book really exists? I mean, how do you believe that there was a person, a god, who left a monograph for me nearly 1000 years ago? This conjecture I can’t even believe it when I say it.”

According to the rules of the "Temple Challenge", the gods pay power magic during the challenge, and the identification of power magic must go through the hands of the magician Olin.

The gods have already bowed their heads to Ellowyn to pay for magic, and there is no need to provide additional magic——

The gods were slapped on the left cheek by the Ain Olin brothers, and they still want to send the right cheek?They don't believe in God Jesus.

Peng Yuan drew a magic circle on the palm of his left hand with a marker: "I'm sure it exists."

"It's as if you wrote the book..." Ding Jingyi poked his head over, "The brush strokes are pretty good. It's actually not easy to draw on a flowing surface."

"You can teach well, haha... I feel like I wrote it."

"Okay, let's try it, just in case."

The lines of the magic circle shimmered in blue, like jewels shining in the sunlight, and the "peacock" and "jellyfish" hovered and floated up and down the magic circle.Ding Jingyi squatted down and rested her chin on Peng Yuan's wrist.

"Don't get so close to the magic circle...