Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

There is also good news.I went to the public bath by myself yesterday. "

Regardless of the hot weather and heavy clothes, Peng Yuan hugged Ding Jingyi.What is courage?

It used to be a force against natural disasters, but now it has become a mood to face the past and deal with trivial matters.

No matter who they were and who they are now, no matter how small their courage is, they are slowly forming the momentum of life.

Peng Yuan thought to himself, but Ding Jingyi's next sentence almost made him vomit blood: "I also did something that violated the advertising law."

Peng Yuan understood: "Haha, okay, you are big, you are the biggest in the city."

Ding Jingyi asked again: "What do you want to eat tonight? The refrigerator at home is waiting for you to speak!"

"It makes me sound like a general of the refrigerator..." Peng Yuan patted Ding Jingyi, "Let's have a cup of milk tea first, there are too many upright white bars, I didn't even drink a cup."

Ding Jingyi took out her mobile phone: "Hong Kong-style mandarin ducks are as cold as ice and [-]% sweet, take it yourself, that's it."

too fast!

Peng Yuan held milk tea in one hand, and led Ding Jingyi to the house in the other. The sunset dyed the evening into a beautiful pink, like the love mood of reunion after a farewell.

It's just that the cyan nebula emblem still appeared on Ding Jingyi's body from time to time, which shows that the lovesickness acne still hasn't healed, but fortunately, it ran to his back by coincidence.

Peng Yuan squeezed Ding Jingyi's palm: "Does acne still hurt?"

"Fortunately, it's just a waste of acne stickers. But you're back, and you probably won't post them again in two days."

"Hopefully, sometimes I feel that the symptoms of the skin indicate a violation of the heart."

"How should I say it?" Ding Jingyi stopped, "Give me a sip of milk tea."

"It's unscientific, it's just my experience..." Peng Yuan passed the milk tea, "When I was in high school...well, when I was dumped maliciously by my ex, I was irritable for a long time. At that time, my skin would feel itchy, go The hospital didn't find anything. The doctor asked me to take medicine, and I took it, and it took two weeks for me to recover."

In the evening breeze, several butterflies fluttered behind them, and one of them landed on Ding Jingyi's shoulder.Suddenly flashing thin wings.

Ding Jingyi took a sip of milk tea and returned it to Peng Yuan: "High school, at that time you were practicing summoning magic. Magic has an impact on emotions, let alone high-level summoning magic."

Peng Yuan nodded. It was too dangerous to cast spells out of passion and impulsiveness in high school. Thinking about how lucky he was not to play himself off at that time.

"What I'm trying to say is that it's the magic and not the ex that's causing your itchy skin, the ex doesn't matter that much."

Originally, discussing the ex between lovers was embarrassing and thunderous.However, something seemed to break the taboo between him and Ding Jingyi.

Ellowyn's history is the past they experienced personally, turned into brilliance and projected into the small lives of the present.

Peng Yuan pinched Ding Jingyi's palm again: "The magic made my skin itchy..."

Ding Jingyi suddenly put down his IQ: "Do you want me to beat you up?"

"The otter devil is about to rape the black-faced cat!"

"Liu Shen pretends to be a black-faced cat. It's too strong to be touched."

Peng Yuan smiled and wanted to take another sip of milk tea. Unexpectedly, as soon as he bit the straw, a faint scent of roses floated into his nasal cavity.

It was smooth mandarin duck milk tea just now, why does it automatically change its taste now?

Peng Yuan took a sip with doubts, the milk tea still had the original taste, only the aroma of roses on the straw.

Peng Yuan smiled slightly and turned to Ding Jingyi: "You smell even better today."

Ding Jingyi sniffed her cuff subconsciously: "I didn't wear perfume today."

"You smell like roses..." Peng Yuan pointed to the butterflies on Ding Jingyi's shoulder, "I have attracted all the butterflies."

While speaking, another butterfly flew over and flew lightly towards Ding Jingyi's lips.

Ding Jingyi raised his index finger in front of his lips, and the butterfly landed on his fingertips.Ding Jingyi looked like he was wearing a wonderful mask, and his beautiful eyes were full of confusion.

At this time, two little weasels came out from the bushes and climbed onto Ding Jingyi's feet, one left and one right.

The one on the left said: "This breeze smells so good."

The one on the right sniffed it: "It's like a pineapple."

Peng Yuan sighed: "There are you everywhere."

It seems that every creature has a different feeling for Ding Jingyi's body fragrance. Peng Yuan picked up the weasel, stepped on the lid of the trash can, and threw the two barking weasels into the "wet trash" basket.

Ding Jingyi twirled her fingers and watched the butterfly fly away: "It's the first time I prepared a love day in human form, and I didn't expect it to be like this. What secrets are hidden in the human body..."

"Ordinary people don't suddenly smell roses, you are a treasure..." Peng Yuan held Ding Jingyi's hand tightly, "Go home, I don't want my treasure to be fumbled by Huang Pizi on the street."

Ding Jingyi didn't quite understand Peng Yuan's paradoxical rainbow fart, but the buzzing of bees behind him reminded him that the idiom "attracting bees and attracting butterflies" had a basis in reality.

Peng Yuan quickened his pace: "Run! If you don't run, you will be ashamed!"

When the two entered the house, Peng Yuan kissed Ding Jingyi's face: "Can you warm up the bed first, and wait for me to take a shower. There is my new thesis in the bag, you can take a look!"

Ding Jingyi showed a smirk: "Do you still want to warm the bed in summer?"

Peng Yuan was full of joy: "The air-conditioned room warms the quilt, oh, I really like being in it!"

Ding Jingyi made a gesture of "I understand", and carried Peng Yuan's schoolbag into the bedroom, took out the thick printed manuscript in the schoolbag, got under the covers and read slowly.

The summary of the thesis is Ellowyn's archaeological history of public buildings, which can be said to be a very hardcore topic.

Maybe the rest of his life will be tied to the dying civilization of the Fog Continent, Ding Jingyi thought, and as he slowly flipped through it, many of the contents in it did not match his memory.

However, from an archaeological point of view, Ding Jingyi's own memory cannot be called conclusive evidence, and it needs more physical evidence.

Ding Jingyi frowned. He also considered disclosing his identity, so as to provide more information for Ellowyn's archaeology, just like introducing tribal culture Indians to anthropologists.

Ding Jingyi and Peng Yuan mentioned this metaphor, but Peng Yuan gave him a popular science history of blood and tears in India and Africa, and advised him not to make it public.

Think how Indians and blacks have been treated!

Massacres, slavery, exhibitions, the crimes committed by humans are so serious, let alone the treatment of alien demons.

"Then what about your efforts?"

Ding Jingyi stared at the black and white paper, and the scene of Peng Yuan staying up late to write a thesis appeared in front of his eyes.

He has lived through the centuries to understand that not all hard work will be rewarded.However, he could not accept this cruel fate befalling someone close to him.

Ding Jingyi only felt a little pain in his chest, and then the blue nebula flashed, and another pimple popped out - the fire was even and continuous!

Ding Jingyi plunged into the desk and opened the bottom drawer of the desk. The acne stickers given by Geng Zhi have not been used up yet. I have to say that this is a cure-all thing. Although it is not as fast as magic, it can clean up half of the acne overnight. smallpox.

He took out the acne stickers, Peng Yuan's cell phone shook in his schoolbag, then slid down from the top, and fell to the floor with a "bang".

"Breaking a mobile phone is a small matter, but breaking a tempered glass film is a big problem—"

Ding Jingyi muttered and picked up the phone, a frank message flashed across the horizontal screen: "Brother Mao, are you going to Pao Wang's treat?"

Ding Jingyi felt disgusted in his heart like an adopted dog son trying to woo his boyfriend by insinuating. He picked up his mobile phone and smiled evilly like a textbook.Looking at this chat message, he wanted to beat Zuo Heng again.

Ding Jingyi and Peng Yuan knew each other's power-on password, which came in handy this time.

Ding Jingyi clicked on the dialog box: "Ah Yuan is taking a bath, where are you going to play without me?"

"Oh, Teacher Ding, thank you for bringing me supper for two weeks..." Geng Zhi quickly reacted, "Did Zuo Heng send you a message about going out to play?"

Ding Jingyi took out her mobile phone and found Zuo Heng's news from a few scattered red dots: "I have basically decided to go to graduate school, and I have several opportunities. In the end I decided to go to Canada, but I failed to go out for my undergraduate degree. Now my mother Finally let go."

Although Ding Jingyi remembered Zuo Heng's family conflicts, he didn't feel pity. He rolled his eyes: Yes, I want to go to Canada to become the bubble king, so that's it.

However, Zuo Heng's second message made Ding Jingyi's jaw drop: "I want Anna to accompany me, but she said you would never agree. So we decided to go to another place."

Ding Jingyi howled into the phone: "I don't agree—"

The bathroom door swung open, and Peng Yuan poked out his froth-covered head to observe secretly: "Don't change your mind suddenly, I'll just wash my hair more and dry it quickly, there won't be any delay."

Ding Jingyi knew that Peng Yuan's brain was very active when he was taking a bath, and he didn't bring his mobile phone in, so he didn't even have a chance to hum a song to distract himself.

Dan Ding Jingyi's casual yells can be misunderstood seamlessly, it's almost a daily struggle...

Ding Jingyi lowered his hands: "I'm talking about something else, don't worry about washing it."

Peng Yuan left an expression of "I understand", and the foam head disappeared.

When the bathroom door was closed, Ding Jingyi swiped her phone and read Zuo Heng's last message: "I know you don't believe me, and I can't believe it myself either. Who knows what will happen in three years? I can't delay Anna, I'm going green."

When Anna was mentioned, Ding Jingyi was confused.Thousands of years of experience have taught him that it is a fantasy to expect others to change their ways, and he does not count on his reason and judgment.

Whether it is the God of Time and Space in the past or the present Peng Yuan, neither