Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

Looking secretly: "Who are you chatting with?"

"Anna, she can turn into anyone, including me..." Ding Jingyi said, "With her, Ivan's pig slaughtering tray will become a paper camp."

Anna and Zuo Heng entered the interior of the pig slaughtering tray before, and knew the routine inside it like the back of the back of the hand.

However, Ding Jingyi only wanted to get Zuo Heng out at first, so he focused on Zuo Heng's capital input into the pig slaughtering dish, and did not investigate Ivan himself.

Zuo Heng's family has already been suppressed by his family. Although there is no good-for-nothing liar in the slaughterhouse, there is still a lack of capital.

Ivan has always been optimistic about Ding Jingyi. If Anna changes her face and pretends to be Ding Jingyi and enters the slaughterhouse and enters the core business to obtain evidence, it is not impossible to destroy this gang.

Peng Yuan used ketchup to draw a jellyfish on a piece of bread, and handed it to Ding Jingyi: "You should think about it, get rid of evil, and you can't be a dog."

"Why can't I..." Ding Jingyi lay on the table and opened her mouth like a lion statue at the entrance of the bank. "As soon as the evidence is obtained, I can ask Zuo Lingyun to report the crime. What does it have to do with me?"

Peng Yuan stuffed the bread in: "You, it's either a dog or an ostrich...but I'm more worried about Anna."

Ding Jingyi and Bread made a vague voice together: "Anna can beat a human ten to ten. Seriously, you should worry about Ivan's personal safety."

"Bad, I mean Anna is too busy to go shopping with us."

After all, it was also a baby brought by her boyfriend, so Peng Yuan automatically turned on the worry mode.Ding Jingyi smiled, feeling relieved.

At this time, a strong light flashed outside the window, which quickly overwhelmed the natural light in the room. Peng Yuan felt as if he was exposed to thousands of light bulbs of several thousand watts. There was no sound, but it was very uncomfortable. It's like an explosion, and it's like being boiled by hot steam outside of a fire.

Peng Yuan covered his eyes: "Jingyi, what is this?"

Ding Jingyi put down the knife and fork: "It's so bright, it's not a good omen..."

According to legend, in the myth of the destruction of the world in Ellowyn, when a meteor falls, it will emit a strong light that covers the sky and the sun.

Although Ding Jingyi knew that she was not on the Misty Continent, her heart still sank a bit.

Peng Yuan turned his face away to avoid the glare of the light, and snapped his fingers again, and the two magic wands flew out, pulling down the curtains of the entire restaurant, so as not to blind the black-faced cat's eyes.

"Jingyi, the intensity of this light is a bit explosive. It is said that the Tunguska explosion was caused by believers summoning Cthugha. I don't know if it is true or not."

The speaker didn't care but the listener did. Cthugha is a symbol of fire, and Ding Jingyi's expression instantly turned ugly.

After getting his ID card, Brother Bai asked Ding Jingyi about "fire" in private.

More than two months after Ding Jingyi came to G City, there were no fights in the whole city. There were a few small traffic accidents, and the big ones were all fires. The museum and the clothing factory had two fires, and the resources of the whole city were used to save them, even to repair dolls. The fire in the girl's house was all on Ding Jingyi's head, which naturally made him unhappy.

Ding Jingyi couldn't hide her words from Peng Yuan, and she told Peng Yuan about this matter immediately.

After all, the relationship between the two reads as the core community of demons, and the writing is the kind of family that is deflated and registered.

Ding Jingyi pondered for a moment: "Brother Bai asked about the fire, do you still remember, I said I don't take the blame for it, I have the ability to punch my mother and kick my brother and call myself emperor.

Now, do you see that I look like I can beat a primary school student?Even in the prenatal education class, I have to be the weakest. "

"What does your blame have to do with the prenatal education class? Don't explode your mind at every turn."

"Then we have to explode to ensure safety."

Peng Yuan sighed: This is a domesticated devil with peculiar thinking.

"But this..." Ding Jingyi pointed to the strong light shining through the curtains, "Let's go and have a look."

Peng Yuan took two bites of fried rice: "Okay, the magicians of the Northeast are deflated for the country, and it is their duty to do so."

"What the hell! Maybe I can use this to cast spells... I mean, star magic!"

The devil itself has the ability to convert, transmit and store energy into magic power. Ding Jingyi, whose energy is not full, is like an empty black hole. As long as the energy is filled to a mark, he can turn into a demon and cast star magic.

In order to extract the energy of star magic, Ding Jingyi checked all the contemporary energy sources. Wind energy, water energy, and nuclear energy are not bad. He even drew a radiation map and listed the locations of various energy stations.

Peng Yuan refused each time on the grounds that the energy station was "too far away from home".After all, it is a domesticated demon, and its survival is the first priority. The energy consumption of star magic will consume dozens of power plants, and it will be a disaster if it destroys the west-to-east electricity transmission, or creates a Chernobyl.

Later, Ding Jingyi came up with the idea of ​​the leylines. The core of the energy of the leylines is magma, which is commensurate with his demonic attributes. When he mentioned it to Peng Yuan, he was rejected again.

Although the Qing Dynasty died, many industries in City G were still built along the land veins. If you play around, you will absorb all the blessings of the land veins in City G and turn it into a ghost city.

Ding Jingyi sent Peng Yuan away to pack his things, and went to the front desk to check out by himself.The girl at the front desk said blankly: "The room fee is 590 in advance, and the foreign handsome guy has paid it. A box of Nissan ultra-thin, [-]; a bottle of Nissan water, [-]. The total is [-]."

Ding Jingyi muttered, "It's so expensive, I knew I would have brought it."

I see a lot of girls at the front desk: "Brother, you look so good-looking, shouldn't you spend more money to be comfortable when you come out to play?"

Ding Jingyi laughed "hehe", thinking that all these things were used on him, and that nothing was wasted, so he felt calm.

After he paid the money and turned around with the receipt, Peng Yuan came down the stairs with his backpack in his hand.

Ding Jingyi waved to Peng Yuan: "Let's go."

Peng Yuan looked at the small ticket, and in an instant, the well-behaved black-faced cat turned into a super angry Siberian tiger: "I told you to take you out to play, why are you secretly paying for it!"

"What's wrong with me paying for it on me?"

Peng Yuan snatched the receipt: "Do you wear the ultra-thin or should I wear it?"

"It's uncivilized for you to race in the hotel lobby!"

"What the hell, transfer the money quickly!"

"No!"

The two went out while arguing. The girl at the front desk maintained a stiff expression. After all, in G City, it is common for people to fight over paying bills.

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49. Chapter 49

The bus to the suburbs was bouncing, Peng Yuan listened to the "Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss" in the earphones and the snoring on his shoulders, and watched the remnants of the old industrial city passing by on both sides of the road, and the brick walls of the factory remained chalk writing from the last century , The towering chimneys are still emitting black smoke.

One part of the city is forgotten, and another part is the past, dormant in the tunnels of history-it is a very suitable place to hide your troubles.

Ding Jingyi raised his head slowly: "I have a question."

Peng Yuan took out the vacuum ribs: "You woke up, it's time for some snacks."

"Are you going to post the... thing that Anna told you on the official account?"

Peng Yuan opened the packing bag: "No."

"Why? For you, that is precious information..."

"Don't post it, whoever posts the official account is poisonous. "Get rid of it"! "

The bones were separated from the crispy meat. Peng Yuan stuffed the pork ribs into Ding Jingyi's mouth under vacuum packaging, and slowly expressed his consideration: the appearance of Anna can only prove that the golem was buried with the magician Olin .However, more facts are needed to prove that the foggy continent rose to the sky and turned into a foggy star.There are no real objects, no documents, everything is stories and speculation.

Peng Yuan’s official account is somewhat authoritative in the eyes of 1000 fans. Posting this story will trigger immeasurable speculation. Even if only one curious crowd touches it and finds that the magician who died [-] years ago has been resurrected. He also brought a puppet to take advantage of the educational resources in J University, and taught a college student magician to come out.

Living demons, moving golems, and new modern magic heirs, ghosts are no longer on the hot search.How can we survive then?

Ding Jingyi let out a "huh", and when it came to the topic of Gou, he agreed unconditionally, and he almost raised his tail.

The two got out of the car, and there was nothing in the field of vision except rocks, weeds and dilapidated buildings.

After Peng Yuan finished reciting the incantation in a low voice, he wrapped his left hand around Ding Jingyi's arm, and with a wave of his right hand, the two wands drew entangled blue and red tracks in the air, and flew forward slowly, which was the effect of the "positioning" magic.

Ding Jingyi was stunned for a moment: "If you popularize your navigation, can you squeeze Google Maps out of the domestic market?"

Peng Yuan said "haha": "So my navigation has become popular."

The two bent down laughing like two old dogs, and moved forward frantically.After they walked a kilometer of steep slopes and stepped on countless rocks and weeds, the air gradually filled with the sour smell of burning.

Ding Jingyi turned her wrist, and the bones in her arm rang a few times.A translucent cyan magic cover fell on Peng Yuan's body, gently wrapping his whole body, forming a cool shape similar to exoskeleton armor.

Peng Yuan stopped in his tracks: "Jingyi, what is this?"

""filter". Ding Jingyi slightly adjusted the projection of the magic hood on his head, keeping it out of Peng Yuan's sight, "I am immune to poison and plague, but you are not." "

"So considerate..." Peng Yuan pinched Ding Jingyi's palm.

They followed the wands into a level ground.It is said that it is flat ground, and it is not much easier to walk than before. The flat ground is about the size of a football field, full of large and small pits everywhere, and some of them exude strange