Stepping on the demon door, the witch becomes the strongest

Theoretically, as an adult over the age of 18, Yanyu has the right to choose which university to study.

In fact, of course, parents still have to communicate well.

After signing his name on the admission agreement in front of the principal, dean of students and admissions office instructors, Yanyu has essentially gotten rid of his status as a "high school senior" and has contributed to the school's admission rate.

So he did not go back to the classroom to continue answering questions with his classmates. Instead, he went to the class teacher to get his mobile phone back, and then went home without hesitation.

The class teacher also very considerately allowed him to take a month's leave to avoid any negative impact on his normal graduation.

On the way home, Yanyu organized his conversation for a moment before dialing his father's phone.

There are three other people at home besides him. His father’s name is Yan Nantian, an ordinary employee of a state-owned enterprise. It seems that when my grandfather named his father, he had not seen Gu Long's "The Two Prides".

When I was a child, I lived in the staff dormitory of my workplace. Every time Yan Nantian came home from get off work, there were always friends from the neighborhood shouting "The magic power of wedding clothes". Even when Yan Yu was playing with him, he was often caught by his friends and asked to give him money. Everyone "takes turns to pass on the practice".

In view of these past events that made Yan Yu unbearable to look back on, all subsequent articles involving "Yan Nantian" will be referred to as "Yan Dad".

Her mother, Zhang Yalan, is a primary school Chinese teacher at a local school and is also known as "Yan Ma".

There is also a younger sister, Yan Jing, who is currently studying in a local junior high school.

After Yan Yu called, he briefly explained the school's situation to his father: military counterpart, graduate and enlistment, starting military rank, monthly salary of 4.

Dad Yan just um, um, um, um, um, um, and didn't ask "Is that school of yours real or fake?"

"Don't you ask about the situation at that school?" Yan Yu felt something was wrong.

"Don't ask." Dad Yan said.

"Aren't you worried that it's fake?" Yan Yu was even more surprised.

"The leader just talked to me." Dad Yan replied calmly, "He said that if your child is spotted by the army, you must let him go to the Zhendong National Defense Academy. He also said that state-owned enterprises are no better than private enterprises, and employees must have enough Ideological consciousness...you know, what else can I say?"

Yan Yu:………………

The co-author is that you have a two-pronged approach in recruiting students and parents, right?

"Okay." He was about to hang up the call when his sister Yan Jing's voice came again, "Brother! Your monthly salary is 4, can you buy me a bag?"

"What kind of bag do you want at such a young age?" Yan's mother said next to her, "Yanyu, please ignore her."

"Jingjing, isn't school out yet?" Yan Yu narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why are you at home?"

"My aunt was in so much pain today that she asked the teacher for half a day off." Yan Jing said enthusiastically, "Brother, you don't have a girlfriend either. You can't spend 4 yuan a month, so why not buy a bag for your sister? Right? Chasing a goddess will only be treated as a bitch, but buying things for your sister is the true love between brother and sister!"

"Okay, okay." Yan Yu agreed immediately, "I will buy you a new schoolbag right away. It will be filled with high school entrance examination review questions. Just wait!"

"Brother, you have done all the bad things..." The pitiful wailing of his sister and Yan's mother's merciless suppression came from the mobile phone. Yan Yu, who succeeded in his trick, hung up the phone and went home slowly.

Well, I'm going to become a monk.

However, there was no real sense of joy, which was strange.

Because what I really want to do is not to become a monk, but to turn the tide and make up for the deep regret of "almost being able to do it" in the previous life.

And this little gap is probably the difference between "monks" and "non-monks".

Chen Lingyun was so disdainful of women. The reason why she always liked to say "Oh, it's a pity you're not a monk" in her previous life was that besides deliberately teasing and appreciating his embarrassment, maybe there was also some real regret in it, right?

As for the specific proportion, let’s say [-]%, no more.

When he returned home, Yan Yu saw two "model dummies" standing in the living room. Their facial features and figure looked like replicas of Zhao Yuanzhen.

As for Zhao Yuanzhen, the real demon sect witch, she was sitting at the desk at the moment, concentrating on something.

Judging from her appearance, it seemed that the core components of the puppet were being made at a critical moment, so Yan Yu did not dare to disturb her. He just quietly closed the door and planned to go out for a walk.

Ok?

There is a courier on the ground, which is sent from Jianghai Mansion.

After taking it apart, it turned out that it contained an enrollment agreement for "Zhao Jiuzhen" and a handwritten note from Chen Lingyun.

"Fill it out and send it back to me as soon as possible."

At the end, I also drew a simple drawing of a cartoon puppy.

Done it... Yan Yu couldn't help but sigh.

Chen Lingyun is a woman who is really arrogant when she is not serious, but she is also really efficient when she is serious.

"It's done!" Zhao Yuanzhen's joyful cry came from the room, "Hahahahaha! This girl is really a genius, Yanyu, you little thief, what else can you say..."

Yan Yu quickly pushed the door open and asked coldly:

"finished?"

Zhao Yuanzhen subconsciously felt guilty about being caught on the spot for saying bad things, but he quickly came to his senses and confidently held out his chest and said:

"The puppet's mind is ready!"

I don’t know if this witch is intentional or not, and there is a sudden and eye-catching turbulence. Fortunately, Yan Yu has a strong strategic determination and is not confused by beauty at all. He just said lightly:

"Come on, show me!"

After looking around the puppet for a long time, Yan Yucai frowned and said:

"Why does this puppet look so much like you?"

"Because my appearance and figure are perfect." Zhao Yuanzhen pressed his chest with one hand and said confidently, "Although it is a puppet for combat training, if you can pursue the ultimate appearance, there is no need to make it ugly, right?"

"What you said makes sense, but it's still weird." Yan Yu said that I can't understand what kind of weirdo would make a life-size puppet according to his own appearance!

Moreover, this figure is also highly restored, and the size proportions are extremely inelegant... Damn it, right?

Oh, you don’t seem to have a mother, so that’s okay.

"Don't touch it yet, I'm going to install the heart orifices." Zhao Yuanzhen opened the chests of the two puppets and carefully put the silver-white heart orifices made of Tianhe's base needle iron into them.

Then close the chest.

"Okay!" Zhao Yuanzhen clapped his hands and said, "You want to try?"

Yan Yu stood calmly on the spot and activated the "Silk Drawing Technique".

Some kind of elusive and mysterious connection was connected from his sea of ​​consciousness to the puppet in front of him.

This beautiful puppet who looked exactly like Zhao Yuanzhen suddenly opened her bright and emotionless eyes.

Then, like lightning, he reached out his hand and pinched Zhao Yuanzhen's neck.

The latter waved his hand angrily and bent the puppet's arm: "What are you doing!"

"Try to see if I can make you die." Yan Yu replied calmly.

"Ah?" Zhao Yuanzhen didn't understand, but the Demon Sect Demon Girl was already moody, and she quickly put her unnecessary emotions behind and said excitedly, "These two puppets are much better than the ones I used before! As long as they last By providing true energy, you can stably exert tremendous power, which is equivalent to a permanent Wooden Movement Curse!"

"Yeah, yeah," Yan Yu said absently, but several powerful tactics using puppets to cooperate flashed through his mind.

"My puppet is called 'Ami'." Zhao Yuanzhen continued, "What do you want your puppet to be called?"

"Uh." Yan Yu said casually, "Then let's call him 'Tuo Buddha', right?"

"Why do you need a Buddhist name?" Zhao Yuanzhen said angrily, "Even if it is to match my puppet, wouldn't it be better to call him 'Azhen'!"

"The name is not the point." Yan Yu said seriously, "The point is that our puppets can only be used as a trump card at critical moments, do you understand?"

"Why?" Zhao Yuanzhen asked displeased.

"Because we can't expose the Thread Drawing Technique." Yan Yu stared into her eyes and said solemnly, "After enrolling in school, we must try our best to prevent your identity from being leaked, even if it just arouses suspicion."

"This is what Master meant."