Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

fish shop.

The two entered the shop and took a seat. The waiter who received him was still the same one from before. He nodded to Peng Yuan, took a look at Hong Yi, and handed over the menu.

Peng Yuan was stunned for a moment, the waiter ignored his European face and directly acquiesced in the status of the big brother in red?

Hongyi flipped through the menu and handed it to Peng Yuan: "The new world is completely unfamiliar to me. Let the familiar people come."

"Are there any taboos?" Peng Yuan asked.

Red shook his head.

"Let's try it all..." Peng Yuan forcibly deleted the leg of lamb from his memory.

This grilled fish is an authentic Sichuan cuisine. Peng Yuan ordered a whole black fish, shredded potatoes, cold bitter vegetables and a bottle of fruit oranges, so that the kitchen can make a more serious taste, barely enough for the five flavors of sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty.

According to Hong Yi's eating speed, Peng Yuan should be able to get up and go back to school within 15 minutes as long as the food is served in the restaurant.

Peng Yuan ordered a good order, and the fruit orange was served in seconds. Hong Yi took a sip and showed a subtle expression on his face. No matter how dull Peng Yuan was, he could tell that it meant happiness, so he asked: "I haven't touched No. 213... ...gold, how did it get to me?"

"You are really a beginner..." The red dress said without raising her head, "Some magic items will choose the person they like, and this love will exceed."

Peng Yuan smiled on the surface and exploded in his heart. Being chased by pao scholars is nothing more than harassment, but being chased by cultural relics will cause tears behind bars!

But if you think about it carefully, being chased by cultural relics is also the fate of an archaeological black-faced cat.

Li Yun finally replied to the message sent 800 years ago: "A new student in the acting department? Dressed professionally."

Peng Yuan hurriedly took a photo of No. 213 and sent it over: "The cultural relic No. 213 fell outside for some reason and I picked it up. I was grilling fish in Ximen, and I couldn't leave for a while. Brother Yun, come and help me!"

Li Yun sent a series of laughing emojis: "The props are all ready to be put on? I don't want you to play, I want you to clean, and I want to see you in the storage room at nine o'clock.

Provincial inspectors are now stuck in the road and have not yet reached the hotel.It is not ruled out that they are in a bad mood and come to school early. "

Time is running out!Ten thousand black-faced cats ran through Peng Yuan's heart.

On the opposite side, Hong Yi stared intently at the wine cabinet in the hotel.Peng Yuan followed his gaze, and there were high-grade liquor on the cupboard, which was too social.

Inside the wine cabinet is the aisle leading to the back door, halfway through is the bathroom, and there is a shared bicycle at the back door.

It takes about 10 minutes to ride a bicycle from Ximen back to the storage room in the department, and there is no delay!

Peng Yuan looked at his phone, it was only ten past seven.He got up and said to Hong Yi, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Hongyi nodded, Peng Yuan doubted whether he knew the meaning of the bathroom, but he didn't have to think about it at this time, he squeezed the sweater, and the number 213 was still in the inner pocket.

Peng Yuan got up, crossed the booth, walked through the corridor, and when he passed the bathroom, a person suddenly appeared inside and bumped into him.

"We met again..." Zuo Heng dusted off his black and white hoodie, and put it on Peng Yuan's shoulder.

"Why are you everywhere?" Peng Yuan lifted Zuo Heng's hand, "I told you that I don't like people touching me."

Zuo Heng nodded Peng Yuan's shoulder again: "Don't be like a little princess, come and eat the meal you didn't eat just now. Let's go."

"Today's character design is very stable..." Peng Yuan clenched his fists.

"It's pretty steady..." The poker followed Zuo Heng out of the bathroom.

Peng Yuan retreated to the deck, and now he can't leave.

8. Chapter 8

"Why don't you eat barbecue?" Peng Yuan asked.

Zuo Heng said: "The cats have already picked up the leg of lamb in front of your face, so don't do this if it's unhygienic. Didn't the three brothers just come out with diarrhea?"

Peng Yuan slowly withdrew from the corridor, and Hong Yi's voice came from behind: "A Yuan, are you back?"

"It's very affectionate."

Zuo Heng pushed Peng Yuan away and sat down in front of Hongyi.At this time, Xiao Ming also came out of the bathroom, and looked at the tongs with a "troublesome" expression.

"Who are you, who are you from the black-faced cat?" Zuo Heng asked.

Hong Yi narrowed her eyes: "Are you A Yuan's apprentice friend?"

"Still an apprentice, this person has a second-grade illness, right? Who are you?"

When Zuo Heng patted the table, the restaurant didn't get quiet. Most of the diners here were middle-aged men, who had seen a lot.

Hong Yi smiled and said, "Protector."

The word protector originally comes from ancient Rome, one of the origins of the defense attorney.The Mist Continent is influenced by European culture, so it is not surprising that there is this word.Peng Yuan roughly understood what Hong Yi meant, but Zuo Heng was not sensitive.

"Sugar daddy?" Zuo Heng pressed his red-clothed face, "How much money do you have?"

Hong Yi looked at Zuo Heng and licked his face.The bright red tongue and pale face reflected a coquettish feeling, and the white fangs added a touch of terror.

"I like you very much..." Hongyi said, "What's your name? Do you want to be my guest of honor?"

Zuo Heng's face turned green at that moment, and he couldn't say a word in a daze.Peng Yuan's heart also touched his throat. According to the literature records, the demons in the Misty Continent had records of cannibalism.The moment just now seemed to be teasing, but it was actually a taste test!

At this time, the waiter served the first dish, which happened to be grilled black fish. The fish was sizzling with spicy aroma and steam, and the flames were rising under the stove.

Hongyi sat down, her gaze fell on the fish and she didn't move away.For him, a hard dish with seasoning is obviously more attractive than an unwashed pickle.

Peng Yuan patted Zuo Heng: "Okay, okay, we're going to eat, let's go..."

Zuo Heng still wanted to say something, but it got stuck in his throat and he didn't say it.The tongs and Xiao Ming supported Zuo Heng on the left and the right, and dragged him out.

"Peng Yuan, you bastard, you found sugar daddy and hang others, this matter is endless!" Zuo Heng's voice was drowned out by the mingling of cups.

Peng Yuan had no appetite, so he took two mouthfuls of fish and put it down.Hong Yi still ate gracefully, but the speed was extremely fast, like a fast-moving movie. In order to take care of Peng Yuan, he even kept half a fish.

"Eat all the fish, I'm full..." Peng Yuan put down his chopsticks.

Half a fish quickly disappeared from the stove.

"Do you like it?" Peng Yuan asked.

“Very rich in flavors.”

The words sounded like an old driver on the scene, but the glowing expression on Hong Yi's eyes made Peng Yuan feel that things were definitely not that simple.

"Do you often encounter such troubles?" Hong Yi asked back.

"Not often, but every time it gets annoying."

Hong Yi laughed: "Happy trouble."

It was less than eight o'clock when the bill was paid, and Peng Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, then pinched the inner pocket again, and found that No. 213 was safe and sound.

The red clothes held the change coins at the front desk of the hotel, looked at them again and again, and finally lined up in a row and put them into the robes, clinking as they walked.

"Come with me to school..." Peng Yuan said, "Let's chat."

Hong Yi nodded, and the two left the restaurant. The three brothers were still squatting at the door, and Zuo Heng was squatting on the curb, looking at his phone and muttering: "It's been 15 minutes and I still can't get a taxi."

Xiao Ming flicked his mobile phone: "The traffic station said that the museum was on fire, and the fire brigade is on the way, and everything is blocked here."

The tongs put his hands in his pockets: "Take two classes off, toss all night and still haven't eaten, it's a fate."

Peng Yuan looked at the three brothers and said in a low voice, "Let's go through the back door of the hotel and go a little farther away."

Red smiled and snapped his fingers. Peng Yuan only felt a cold current spread all over his body from top to bottom. Then he found that his clothes, shoes, and hands had all become transparent, only visible in the neon signs around him. Some colored reflections.

"Invisibility magic can last for a few minutes, so let's go."

Peng Yuan's mind first flashed the horror story of a transparent person being killed and no one found out, followed by an unprecedented sense of tranquility.

He didn't want to argue with Zuo Heng about right or wrong, he didn't want to defeat anyone, he just wanted to avoid trouble and live his life silently.

Only Hongyi keenly sensed his wish.

Zuo Heng firmly recognized the snap of fingers on the noisy street, and he turned to the red clothes: "Is Sugar Daddy alone?"

"Be careful..." Hong Yi said suddenly.

"Who are you telling to be careful?" Zuo Heng stood up on his legs, "Beat him!"

The tongs and Xiao Ming didn't move, they didn't eat their food, and they weren't short-tempered.The red clothes protected Peng Yuan behind him, stepped forward quickly, and grabbed Zuo Heng by the collar and dragged him onto the sidewalk.

"you--"

Before Zuo Heng finished speaking, it turned out that he bumped into a white Mazda while squatting, and then another taxi rear-ended with a "boom".

The smell of gasoline overflowed, and the insurance of vehicles parked on the side of the road blared loudly. The diners put down their food and drinks and stood up from their seats. The tongs and Xiao Ming immediately went into the porch of the nearby shop.

Hongyi dragged Zuo Heng and didn't run very fast. Peng Yuan saw him, and quickly stepped forward, and Hongyi supported Zuo Heng on the left and right, and dragged him into the porch of the grilled fish shop.

Zuo Heng screamed: "Sugar Daddy, what is dragging me, ghost—"

Peng Yuan slapped him across the face: "How can a college student who studies science talk about ghosts?"

"Nimma, the black-faced cat has turned into a ghost!" Zuo Heng screamed even worse.

It was another day when the human design collapsed, and Peng Yuan was used to it.Peng Yuan and Hong Yi let go of Zuo Heng at the same time, and let him call him away. The harassment ended in a funny way again.

Having said that, given the height difference between Peng Yuan and Hong Yi, the two placed Zuo Heng without hindrance.

Peng Yuan felt a long-lost tacit understanding—as if they had known each other for a long time, even before they arrived at J University.

And the red clothes didn't respond at all, and the red eyes were watching the road closely, as if they had long been used to chaotic scenes.

There were already people making emergency calls and calling the police. Peng Yuan took out his mobile phone and called the traffic station to report the road conditions. Before the call was connected, the horn pierced his eardrums. The oil tanker hit the taxi head-on.

Ma Zi in front