Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

Kill it, this is not something that two barbecues can solve.An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth must be met. "

Peng Yuan rubbed again: "What do you want, let Fifth Brother perform drinking realgar wine and have diarrhea in front of us?"

The corner of Ding Jingyi's mouth twitched: "You have such a bad taste, just chop him into an earthworm football team and forget it."

Peng Yuan's heart trembled, he and his boyfriend were far behind in terms of taste.

Ding Jingyi typed and replied: "Understood, I will deal with it at that time, please rest assured, Mr. Li."

After finishing speaking, he quit the group and opened the booking app: "Ah Yuan, we take the train, you see, this soft sleeper only costs 250 yuan per person! It takes ten hours to sit. Hey, this distance is just flying by. It will take ten hours!"

Hearing the fare price, Peng Yuan felt that it was not only a mockery announced by the Ministry of Railways, but also a warning of fate.

He glanced at the group, the chat history ran across a screen, and the latest reply was the ellipsis of Li Yun and Fifth Brother.

Peng Yuan also had no choice but to send a wry smile.Letting go is going to let go, this matter must not be done like this.

Peng Yuan checked the group records again. One second after Ding Jingyi left the group, Fifth Brother @the two of them left a long list of apologies and compensation plans.There are thousands of misunderstandings in the world, and there are always mistakes.

Peng Yuan handed the mobile phone to Ding Jingyi: "The gods have apologized, and they will give your registered company a magic business tax reduction."

Ding Jingyi pushed Peng Yuan's mobile phone: "You are still too kind, this is a routine. First make his plan, we will apologize when we are alive, and if we are killed, we don't need to be hypocritical. The emperor is like this, capital This is true, and so are the gods."

As soon as the map shot was fired, Peng Yuan understood that Ding Jingyi had stepped on too many routines, he didn't only distrust Chang Xian, he seemed to distrust everyone except Peng Yuan.

Things got tricky.

Immediately after the private chat, Li Yun sent a transfer of 5000 yuan.

Peng Yuan glanced at Ding Jingyi, who was crazily grabbing tickets, but refused: "Brother Yun, don't do this, are you asking a professional team to carry my coffin?"

Li Yun replied: "Take it, go by plane, and take more time to deal with it. The Changshan Islands are surrounded by sea, you have to watch out for the prince and the fifth brother."

Peng Yuan knew that Ding Jingyi was afraid of water, why did Chang Xian want him to watch?He just replied, "What's wrong with Fifth Brother?"

Li Yun made a sighing expression, and he could feel the helplessness through the screen: "There is a Dragon King Temple on the Changshan Islands. My fifth brother was bullied there before collecting astronomical data. I'm afraid I'm a little emotional this time."

Peng Yuan's scalp was numb, but Chang Xian, who hadn't ascended to Jackie Chan, was beaten up by the Dragon King because of his scientific research, and it was so magical that he was heinous.

"Why do you bully him? One is in charge of the rain and the other is in charge of watching the stars. What's more, the Dragon King, a well-established fairy civil servant, bullies a scientific researcher. Is it necessary?"

"It's a long story. Originally, Fifth Brother wanted to be a little dragon. He also cultivated and passed the tribulation. But because of the drought, he rained privately and offended the Dragon King of the East China Sea.

Although there were noble people who helped the fifth brother save his life and morality, he could not become a dragon. This was a matter of the Han Dynasty.

After liberation, the fifth brother stopped cultivating immortals and turned to science in a fit of anger. When the catastrophe happened, he deliberately smashed the Dragon King Temple.

Decades later, the belief was restored, and the Dragon King came back. On Changshan Island, there was a belief in the Dragon King, and the sailing fishermen also had scientific navigation. "

Peng Yuan added a sentence in his heart: he still carries the old and new hatreds of history.No matter how detailed this matter is, there is a sense of ups and downs and magic. He first typed a series of ellipses, and then replied: "I understand, probably a classmate from our department went to visit Newton's grave, and it turned out that his old man's skeleton Give us Amway God with a witch-hunting manual, this taste is too sour."

Li Yun also followed a string of ellipses: "It's the opposite of yours, probably the feeling of the priest yelling to break the superstition."

"What's the matter, that's all, I'll find a way to go."

Peng Yuan scratched his head, at this moment Ding Jingyi came over to touch his pocket, the technique was amazing, he touched it counterclockwise five times, and took out his ID card, oh, it's time to book a train ticket.

The ID card was taken out, and Ding Jingyi touched it a few more times out of inertia, the trajectory was like a mosquito coil.

Following this stroking, Peng Yuan felt that he had fallen into a vortex. For him, making a plan was easy, but actually solving these complex problems was as difficult as taking a space shuttle to Fomalhaut.

86. Chapter 86

The door of the hospital.

Ding Jingyi handed the milk box to Peng Yuan: "I'll find a coffee shop farther away to wait for you, call me when you come out."

Peng Yuan was full of grievances: "Are you really not going to see grandpa with me?"

Ding Jingyi patted Peng Yuan's head: "It's not the time yet."

"If you don't go in at the entrance of the hospital, I'm going to make trouble!"

Ding Jingyi knelt down, hugged Peng Yuan and kissed him.In the heat and silence of the noon, the fragrance of roses wafted through Peng Yuan's nostrils, permeating every cell in Peng Yuan, awakening every sympathetic and sentimental thought in him.

After the kiss was over, Ding Jingyi looked at Peng Yuan with a hint of melancholy in the fragrance of roses.Peng Yuan looked at the loving eyes, and couldn't make a fuss again.

Ding Jingyi said softly: "It's twelve o'clock, hurry up and deliver food, it's the peak time for food delivery, and it takes a long time to wait for the elevator."

Peng Yuan watched as Ding Jingyi disappeared across the road with his computer in his arms.Acting like a baby and pampering others, Peng Yuan is indeed a bit short, but this part makes him feel sweet from time to time.

Peng Yuan squeezed among a group of takeaway riders, and went upstairs in the scorching heat.Meals delivered by family members are no better than takeaways. G City has all kinds of particulars about this matter. According to the patient’s condition, it must be delivered at no less than a few meat, vegetables, and soup, and when it is delivered at noon. Couldn't lift my head up in the ward.

The last time Peng Yuan cooked for his grandpa and sent him to the hospital was in the first semester of his sophomore year. Grandpa's lungs have always been bad, and when the seasons change, he is prone to coughing and being hospitalized.

In the first semester of his junior year, his grandfather was hospitalized again, but at that time Peng Yuan was far away from the archaeological site, so he had to buy some health care products online and asked a few aunts to help collect them for his grandfather.

Not to mention cooking, Peng Yuan usually goes to his grandfather's house once every two weeks to chat about the published papers and the progress of magic.

Grandpa supported the writing of the thesis, and got impatient after listening to the magic. While criticizing Peng Yuan for his obsession, he helped him prepare weird offerings.

The offerings range from pig brains to geckos. Grandpa even prepared a set of pharmacist's summoning items according to the theory of Chinese medicine. There is no other problem except that it is not easy to use. It also proves from the side that the creatures in the foggy continent are not acceptable offerings.

When the elevator arrived, Peng Yuan squeezed out of the crowd.This time, I haven't seen my grandfather for three months. I originally wanted to take my boyfriend there directly for an explanation, but what happened?There is no rush in life.

Peng Yuan slipped into the ward, and his aunts were not there. A short old man with a haggard face next to the second bed said "Hey" to him. That was his grandfather Peng Jichuan.

Peng Yuan put the milk and lunch box on the bedside cabinet: "I'm here to deliver the food!"

Grandpa smiled: "Maomao, how long has it been since I visited Grandpa, and have you made friends with children again?"

Maomao is Peng Yuan's nickname, because when he was a child, his hair was fluffy and voluminous like a doll.

Even now, Peng Yuan is not at risk of going bald. "Little friend" is a word tailored by Peng Jichuan for Peng Yuan's lover. Although Peng Yuan only has a boyfriend, Peng Jichuan still hopes that he will find a girlfriend, so he is called "little friend" for the time being.

Peng Yuan trembled: "Grandpa knows too much! Eat first, eat first!"

As soon as the insulated lunch box was opened, the whole ward smelled fragrant.The meal consisted of four dishes and one soup. The grandfather in the next bed smelled that he was clamoring to eat, but was restrained by his children and sent to film in advance.

Peng Jichuan picked up a chopstick and dried the kidney beans and asked, "Isn't this made by Mao Mao?"

Peng Yuan poured the soup from the lunch box into a bowl: "No, the kidney beans and pickled fish are made by children, and the braised pork and leeks are made by me."

Peng Jichuan picked up another pickled fish with chopsticks: "The children's cooking is better than your cooking."

Peng Yuan heaved a sigh of relief, his grandfather gave a double-click to praise his cooking skills at the beginning, and his boyfriend was guaranteed to enter the house.

"Is it a female child this time?"

"No."

"Oh, I saw Jingyi in the household registration book, and thought it was a little girl."

The stolen account book was discovered!Peng Yuan pretended to be calm: "If you don't look down on the gender, you can write "male" stroke by stroke. "

Grandpa tapped Peng Yuan with a spoon: "The photos don't look the same! They're all registered, why don't you show them to Grandpa?"

This is a long story, Peng Yuan touched the bag on his head, and had to start from the wonderful and accidental summoning magic, to the life of the magician Olin, and then to destroying the pig killing tray by accident and confiscating the god of death Artifact, catch the second world-destroying meteor.

Peng Yuan took out his mobile phone again, and opened the group photos with Ding Jingyi, showing his grandpa all the photos at the hot spring hotel, at home, and in the classroom—not including fruit photos.

Peng Jichuan coughed when the chopsticks fell to the ground with a clang. The posture made Peng Yuan feel that his grandfather had the whole country's stock of peanuts in his belly.

Peng originally wanted to ring the bell to call the nurse, but was stopped by Peng Jichuan: "Three months... ahem... just making up stories here? And fighting monsters with the children?"

Peng Yuan changed a pair of clean chopsticks for his grandpa: "If you are in a relationship with real feelings, why do you make up a story. Grandpa just said it's okay?"

"It's not me that you're looking for a child. Hurry up and start a family, and move your household registration out, so that you don't have to worry about you, a petty thief."

The barrage of "There is an insider, the transaction is suspended" ran through Peng Yuan's mind. He rubbed his hands, and great peace of mind surged from his chest.

Grandpa's words are the support of the family.