Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

It's settled.With this peace of mind, Peng Yuan couldn't help opening up the chatter box, talking about the ancient time and space gods and magicians about the current otters and black-faced cats, and about the ethereal past to the rough present, adding love and courage to the discussion.

Peng Jichuan frowned, and picked up a spoon to knock Peng Yuan over. It can be seen that these stories are mixed with countless generation gaps, and they don't serve food.

Peng Yuan hid: "Why did you hit me..."

Peng Jichuan held up the spoon: "Make up a story again! What a god of the ancient country! You are our family's Mao Mao!"

Peng Yuan hugged his head: "The four old things are broken, of course I am Mao Mao! By the way, I'm going to see the sea with Jingyi..."

Peng Yuan chatted with his grandfather until the lunch break, as if he wanted to make up all the money he owed in the past three months.

When talking about chatting, it was mostly Peng Yuan who said that his grandfather was listening while eating.As a result, the hospital bed has temporarily become a warm kang at home in the country, and there is a bit of discordant joy.

It was three o'clock in a blink of an eye, and there was still a third of the food in the lunch box.Peng Yuan looked at the lunch box: "Why haven't you finished eating?"

Peng Jichuan closed the lunch box: "Be content, grandpa is getting old, it's not bad if you can eat half of it. You can go back and accompany the children."

"I'll stay a little longer."

"Don't stay too long, your uncle will come at 03:30 later, and there will be another quarrel."

Peng Yuan was just an uncle, and he knew that his uncle didn't like him. Strictly speaking, he didn't like Peng Yuan's mother.

After all, in the 90s, saying that a girl "ran off with a foreigner" was an evaluation that made the whole family feel embarrassed.

What's more, my uncle is my grandfather's old son, and he is used to being arrogant.Missing sister Fudimo also lost a wallet, and every time I met Peng Yuan, I would show him embarrassment.

Peng Yuan didn't want to embarrass his grandpa, so he said something else, thinking in his heart, next time he would bring his boyfriend to meet his grandpa at his house...

Peng Yuan got out of the elevator and watched Ding Jingyi waving to him across the road from a distance in the main hall of the hospital.

Just when the light was green, Ding Jingyi stepped on the zebra crossing and ran towards him.Putting down his lunch box, Peng Yuan imagined that the signal lights on the opposite side were his feet, the road with zebra crossings was his legs, and his boyfriend was an otter, crawling from his feet to his face, accompanied by the accompaniment.

After the green light passed, Ding Jingyi also came in front of Peng Yuan.Just as Peng Yuan opened his arms to hug him, unexpectedly a foot stretched out from the side and tripped him. Peng Yuan jumped on Ding Jingyi and fell to the stiff marble floor with a "boom".

A chunky man next to him grinned, his mouth full of gold teeth gleaming: "You idiot Mao Mao."

Peng Yuan knew that it was his bastard uncle Peng Yidong, who was almost 40 years old and didn't have a regular job yet. He relied on his aunts for help when he had nothing to do, which was the family's heart disease.

Peng Yuan scolded: "Uncle, why are you tripping people on purpose!"

Peng Yidong made a face: "You fell yourself, who is to blame?"

Peng Yuan's knee hurts a little. When he looked down, Ding Jingyi's eyes were rolled out, and he looked as if he couldn't die anymore.

At this time, the doctors also came around, and Peng Yuan stuck to Ding Jingyi's ear in accordance with the principle of not showing family ugliness, "Jingyi, that idiot is uncle, forget it, forget it!"

Ding Jingyi's eyes were still closed, and there was even horrific bloodstains oozing from under his body. The bloodstains moved strangely along the floor, and Peng Yuan knew at a glance that it was the old mage's special blood magic for touching porcelain.

A nurse shouted impatiently: "How did this come about in blood? Who is so boring!"

Peng Yuan straightened his body and looked, and there were six large characters on the ground, "Gold tooth fat man kill me".

So far no victim in a detective novel has written his last words by magic!

Peng Yidong unhurriedly stepped on the bloody words and rolled them over with his wide sandals.Sure enough, he is an old hooligan, and he has seen it a lot!

For this uncle, as long as grandpa is not around, Peng Yuan will not be polite.Peng Yuan picked up Ding Jingyi, and wanted to have a sad mourning to scare his uncle, but he opened his mouth unexpectedly and a string of "hahaha" came out...

After all, his boyfriend is an old Porcelain King, and the last time he made a move, he pocketed 60 yuan.No matter how hooligan uncle is, he is still a member of the family, so forget it.

Peng Yidong stepped on it, but the bloody characters remained unmoved. They floated on the ground like inscriptions cut by knives and axes, as if they were integrated with the floor.

Peng Yidong panicked at first, and then pretended to be calm: "What tricks are you playing with your uncle, little brat?"

As soon as the words came out, a little girl dressed as a student next to her became impatient: "Your family matters can be resolved at home. If you can't solve them, go to the police station. Don't waste public resources in the hospital!"

Hearing this, Peng Yuan felt a little guilty. Doing magic in the hospital, will others still see the doctor?

He picked up Ding Jingyi and sat on the waiting chair next to him. At this time, the blood on the ground also disappeared.

Peng Yidong triumphantly walked towards the elevator, turned his head and made a face at Peng Yuan: "Your uncle is hard-edged, is there any use for your magic tricks!"

The whole family knew about Peng Yuan's magic.Seeing that the bulge was about to be eaten, Peng Yuan pointed to the elevator, and before he could say a word, an electric wheelchair rushed out of the elevator, bumped into Peng Yidong, ran over it, and disappeared at the entrance of the hospital in an instant.The most urgent current world newspaper is nothing more than this.

Peng Yidong sat up amidst the caring eyes of the waiting crowd. Before he could swear again, Ding Jingyi raised his left hand and snapped his fingers.

The electric wheelchair ran back at lightning speed, ran over Peng Yidong again, slipped into the elevator and disappeared.

Peng Yuan used his arm to cover the corner of Vladivostok's mouth when he laughed: You think that you are a cheap person, and you will have your own reward, and the sky is by your side.

87. Chapter 87

on board...

"Hi'er, belch..." Peng Yuan burped twice as he endured the uproar in his stomach.

Passengers on the same boat were taking pictures behind him, and an aunt shouted: "Hey! That foreign guy, he is so handsome with a big shield! Let my aunt take a picture!"

Peng Yuan shook his head: "I'm a fake foreigner, stop filming, hiccup."

The aunt still pressed the shutter on him: "It's a pity that I don't take one when he is so handsome."

Auntie’s SLR and telephoto lens are the latest ones, and Peng Yuan only saw them in the electronic product evaluation official account last week.

Last week's new products are now in use. Peng Yuan thought that the folks in the three Middle East provinces who were at the top of Maslow really lived up to their reputation.

Peng Yuan looked at the sea, the scenery in front of him was blue and vast, seabirds were flying around, gathering and dispersing, his nostrils were full of salty and fresh breath - so the sea is like this.

The boat is swaying, and even the vision is swaying, like a romantic dream, a dream that can be shared with the sweetheart.

A speedboat passed by Peng Yuan's cruise ship, Anna waved to Peng Yuan, her long black hair was fluttering in the sea breeze, against the afternoon light, it was extremely moving.

"Shooting my daughter!"

Peng Yuan took out his mobile phone and took pictures like a tiger. Unexpectedly, Zuo Heng poked his head out from the deck, as if he wanted to take a group photo.Peng Yuan hesitated for a moment, then pressed the camera button.

A voice came from the shield: "Why are you sighing?"

Peng Yuan said "Hey": "I saw something I shouldn't see. I shouldn't see it now, and I don't know what to do in the future."

Peng Yuan walked to an empty corner and clapped the shield in his hand: "How is it? It seems that you are more accustomed to taking boats than me..."

He swallowed the word "afraid of water".

A voice came from the red shield: "With you here, I am not as afraid as I thought."

I was so scared that someone else would hold the shield. Peng Yuan touched the edge of the shield. At first he wanted to criticize it, but then he thought about it. Everyone’s fear boundary is different. Maybe just agreeing to board the boat with him, Ding Jingyi's last courage has been exhausted.

Ding Jingyi, who turned into a shield, asked: "I've been on a boat, but it's not on the sea. The experience is still a bit strange. But this is the first time you've seen the sea in your life, right? How do you feel?"

"It's amazing, the sea is like a vast dream..." Halfway through the speech, Peng Yuan thought of this metaphor that Ding Jingyi might not understand, "A fantasy that cannot be created. The surface of the sea is vast and bottomless. Sailing a boat on it It was dangling again, as if drunk. You don’t dream, so what’s the experience of being drunk?”

Although Ding Jingyi can drink well, Peng Yuan has never seen him get drunk.Perhaps because of Peng Yuan's drinking capacity, Ding Jingyi drinks behind his back most of the time.

Shield replied: "No consciousness."

"Unconscious?"

"Escape to the end, I will lose consciousness. In short, I drink too much and I will be broken..."

Peng Yuan heard a hint of drinking to drown his sorrows: "It seems that the family ran out of wine two months ago."

"With you at home, there is no need for wine."

A warm current rose in Peng Yuan's heart, intertwined with the heat of summer and the coolness of the sea, permeating his heart.

He held the shield in his hand and kissed, and the shutter rang behind him, and the previous aunt put down the camera: "It's so classically beautiful, Auntie must take a picture."

Peng Yuan smiled: "Don't post randomly on the Internet."

Before Peng Yuanmei could get enough, Ding Jingyi's next sentence made his brain ache again: "Since the wine is no longer needed, just put that nasty black snake in it and let it soak."

Peng Yuan patted the shield: "Enough is enough, let Brother Wu go, let's eat seafood today."

When the boat docked, Peng Yuan was the first to get off the boat, speeding up and getting on the minibus to the hotel.

This is an island in the Changshan Islands, and there is a resort.Taking a boat is the most economical way to reach the island. Peng Yuan originally thought about paying for a helicopter, but he obediently dismissed the idea after checking the cost with the magic of time and space.

As soon as he entered the hotel room, Peng Yuan put the shield on the bed banner, closed the curtains, and said goodbye to Hai Hai.

When he turned around from the window, the room was filled with the smell of roses, and Ding Jingyi was also lying on the bed drinking mineral water, but his face was pale, obviously still frightened by the sea.

Ding Jingyi obviously