Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

Tea and Coke should also be rejected, so I took a bottle of sparkling water from the refrigerator and handed it over.

Hu Shunhua also disregarded his usual tugging and soft image, took it and sat down and drank half a bottle before taking a breath.

Ding Jingyi asked, "What happened to Ivan?"

Hu Shunhua said with a bitter face: "The arson and fraud were exposed, and the heating at the police station couldn't stand it after being handcuffed for a long time. He admitted it. Well, he is a painter, with delicate skin and tender flesh, so he must not be able to bear it."

Peng Yuan came back to his senses after hearing this, did Hu Shunhua know the inside story of the fire?

Ding Jingyi asked again: "I got caught, then what?"

When Peng Yuan heard this, he instantly felt a little strange, as if his clingy and noisy boyfriend was just an appearance, and he had never touched the core of the fox fairy, and the intimacy and righteousness produced a slight sting in his heart.

He originally had the ability to see everything, but he never thought of preventing disasters from happening.

Ding Jingyi's identity as a devil has a natural advantage in talking about things that are not visible, Hu Shunhua said naturally: "Ivan asked me to see him, saying that he must wait to go to court, he doesn't want to be extradited or shot, and the handcuffs and I couldn’t turn it on... so I turned off the heater and ran away.”

When Peng Yuan heard it, his original worry and depression instantly switched to sand sculpture mode. What kind of operation is it to remove the heater if you can't remove the handcuffs!

"Ivan dragged the heater and couldn't run fast, and was caught up by the police on duty. He injured the policeman with the heater, and then tore for a while, and was hit by the heater. His head was smashed, and he couldn't be sent to the hospital..."

Peng Yuan knew that this was a sad story for Hu Shunhua, but he still wanted to laugh.No taste, but want to laugh.

Ding Jingyi poked Peng Yuan: "Ah Yuan, please pour a cup of hot water for the classmate, I'm terrified."

Peng Yuan responded, and quickly turned around and went into the kitchen, so that Hu Shunhua didn't see his funny expression.

When pouring water, Peng Yuan only heard Ding Jingyi ask behind him: "How can we help you?"

"I couldn't stop him from setting the fire. Now it's like this... The family doesn't allow dating with foreigners. I can't bring him home, and I can't let him wander around. Please help me bury him..."

Peng Yuan's conjecture was reversed again. He thought that Hu Shunhua and Yifan were playing tricks on each other. After all, a fox fairy and a pig-killing battalion commander can't escape the stereotype.

Ding Jingyi said again: "My classmate became an immortal in [-], and now he has practiced Taoism for decades. Ivan, an ordinary person, can't handle anything for you?"

"He has a strange amulet, and I get a headache when I get close to it. With it, spells don't work on him..."

Peng Yuan poured water in the kitchen and returned to the living room, just in time for Hu Shunhua to draw a sketch of "Death Merit" for Ding Jingyi.

However, Hu Shunhua painted the backside with characters, and the blurred line of Latin was also clearly depicted.

After the golden coffin of the magician Orin, Ellowyn's second cultural relic—the artifact of death, "Medal of Death" also appeared, and it is in Ivan's hands!

Peng Yuan held back the excitement in his heart, and directly translated: ""Death and life are in the same world, honor and disgrace are eternal." "

Hu Shunhua and Ding Jingyi turned to Peng Yuan together: "What is this?"

"That's what's written on it, I don't understand what it means..." Peng Yuan handed the hot water to Hu Shunhua, "What happened to you with that amulet?"

"Ivan said that he wanted to use materials to draw pictures, and he talked about a lot of metaphysics. I didn't understand it. I only understood that he wanted to set fire. I thought he was bragging, but I was still worried.

People of this age can do anything.On the day of the accident on Lusan Street, I followed it, and it caught fire!

I originally wanted to put out the fire, but Ivan took out the amulet, and the fire couldn't be extinguished anyway, so I can only ask Xiao Huihui to help save the residents..."

Hu Shunhua cried while talking, his big fluffy tail was shaking.Peng Yuan put the big tail on Hu Shunhua's lap, let him hold it by himself, and then slapped away Ding Jingyi's demon hand who wanted to take advantage of the fire.

Peng Yuan didn't know what it was like to fall in love with a bastard who didn't listen to persuasion. Seeing Junior Hu Xian cry like this, he didn't dare to experience it at all, and felt deeply for his boyfriend who was not smart but still obedient Fortunately.

But the matter still needs to be resolved, Peng Yuan asked: "Student Hu, take a break, how do you want to bury Ivan?"

Hu Shunhua rested his head on his tail without saying a word.Peng Yuan looked up along the big tail to prevent Ding Jingyi from stretching out his claws again, but Ding Jingyi's mouth shape was that Zuan said "give his ashes away".

Peng Yuan gave Ding Jingyi a "serious" look, and said to Hu Shunhua, "Why don't we wait and see how the school and his family arrange the remains?"

Ding Jingyi took over the conversation: "I'll contact the teacher of the oil painting department and the police station later."

Hu Shunhua thanked him, but cried even harder.

Peng Yuan took Hu Shunhua back to the school dormitory while it was still dark.Ding Jingyi called Anna and rode his bicycle to the city hospital. Ivan's body was still in the morgue, and the "Meritorious Death" should be there too.

The two cast invisibility magic, swaggered in from the main entrance of the hospital, bypassed the registration crowd, and slowly descended to the underground morgue.

The fluorescent lights flickered in the dimness, the corridor was empty, only the footsteps of Ding Jingyi and Anna.

"The Creator had previously abandoned God of Death like a shoe, why did he suddenly become interested in his artifact?"

"The Merit of Death is a precious cultural relic for Ah Yuan, and it will help him in his studies. "

Ding Jingyi remembered that Peng Yuan's eyes lit up when he saw the words on the back of "Death of Merit", as if the whole portrait had been added with a Buddha light background.

Ding Jingyi instantly understood, it must be done!Don’t cremate the unwanted cultural relics from the Fog Continent, the black-faced cat next door is so greedy!

"To the Creator, that is a very dangerous thing. Remember, all the artifacts and powers of the Reaper do terrible harm to the living."

"I've died before, and my brother sent the God of Death back to nothingness. The cards are [-]-[-], plus you are here, how dangerous is it?"

Anna rolled her eyes, and the pupils of Rose and Star flashed brilliantly. She knew that this topic should not be continued, so she changed the topic: "Oh, the bachelor still likes to hoard things like before."

“It’s more about collecting than hoarding. Items from our time are rare here.”

"Is this so..." Anna stopped at the door of the mortuary, touched the cold iron lock, "I still remember the storage room of the bachelor."

Ding Jingyi rubbed his forehead. He remembered that the time and space gods in Ellowyn's era used to have countless storage rooms as containers for various civilization relics.

There are three types of collections that the God of Time and Space likes, ranging from representative objects of civilization, such as statues of Greek mythology;

Supplies that are so small that they can be seen everywhere, such as cheese and potatoes, he has the potato evolution spectrum from the birth of the earth to the foggy continent before it lifts off. status.

There is also a category of very personal items that carry personal myths, lover stories, and family inheritance. The most common ones are the scales of the magician Orin.

After confirming the love relationship, the God of Time and Space collected the scales that Olin shed every day, and kept them in the most conspicuous position in the storage room of the Temple of Time and Space. Each scale was marked:

On a certain day of the month, I was on vacation with Olin, and the scales fell off normally;

On a certain day in a certain month, I attended Princess Uriel's ten-year-old banquet with Olin. When Olin hugged the princess, the scales were bitten off by the princess.

... Depressed!

Ding Jingyi smiled wryly, and being deflated was everywhere in his memory, as if he was not at the door of the mortuary, but beside the curtain in the bedroom and the bookshelf of history books, watching his boyfriend holding a white feather dip pen, writing strokes one by one. Write down those words carefully, and write down his insignificant scumbag life with love.

Ding Jingyi shook her head: "Well, yes, it's really nostalgic... open the door."

Anna held onto the door of the mortuary, chanted a spell softly, and the lock fell.She put the lock on the door and put it aside.But the door was pushed open from the inside, and a gust of dark wind rushed in.

A distorted voice sounded like an electric sound from the door: "You are here."

60. Chapter 60

Ding Jingyi canceled the invisibility magic and appeared in the empty corridor.The flickering fluorescent lamps buzzed, and Ivan stood upright at the door of the mortuary. A quarter of his handsome head was missing, and the blood on his face had solidified. It was obvious at a glance that he was not alive.

The "Medal of Death" is hung on a finger-thick gold chain, clinging to the cold skin, it can be said to be the most luxurious decoration of this walking corpse.

Ding Jingyi looked at Ivan, and his mind was full of the scene of the gold chain floating on the water: "Sunhua let us come to see you and think about how to arrange it. Now it seems...it is unnecessary."

"Indeed, it's unnecessary..." Ivan took a step towards Ding Jingyi, "I've been thinking about why I can't reach the highest level of beauty. I've tried to kill one person, many people, and even myself. I finally found the reason. "

Anna opened her arms, and dozens of shiny silver blades popped out of her arms. She stretched out her arms slightly, blocking Ivan's way.

The blade poked on the artifact, causing endless echoes.The debilitating dead air spread, forming a light black mist in the space.

Ding Jingyi held back the nausea and fear brought about by death, and covered his head: "Is there a reason for this kind of thing?"

Ivan raised his hand and pushed aside the tip of the knife, the blade slashed across, leaving a light white mark on his hand.

"It was only after I reached death that I realized that I needed to bring a concept of "beauty" into death in order to achieve the ultimate result. "

Ding Jingyi raised her chin: "Let me translate for you, that is, you want to kill a beautiful woman, and then squat at the scene of the murder.