The seat of rebirth is sick

Shen Jingbing sat in Zhihua Palace, in her own room, playing with the slender writing brush in her hand, and looked out the window a few times.According to the schedule as agreed, today is Zhang Ting's turn to go to court, and I can be regarded as Xiumu.He is planning his itinerary for today.

I don't know how long it has been like this.The Demon King has no heirs, let alone other close relatives, even if he passes on the position, he can't find anyone to pass it on, so the position of the Demon King can only be left vacant.There were so few people who once thought about usurping the throne, but they were eliminated directly by the three of them.After several years of cleaning, the Devil Realm court is full of clean water.

Although the revived Demon Realm is not as good as when the Demon King personally led it back then, it is not that bad at all.

What happened a few years ago made the demon world and the human world never confront each other.Although there is no longer a war, it is almost a cold war. In this matter, even if the leaders of the two parties negotiate with each other and seek peace, the ethnic resentment in it cannot be resolved.

Back then, many human beings didn't know the truth from the beginning to the end. At most, they knew that "the demon world provoked the human world and killed the emperor". They just rose up and fought against the demon world. Demon world.

But no matter how much you hate them, as long as they are not so stupid to call.Besides, no matter how bad the demon world is, there is still a demon king - but she heard this and wanted to kill someone.

Then don't talk about it.Shen Jingbing weighed it for a while, and asked those servants to wash himself up, he was going out.After the death of the spring equinox and the beginning of summer, he is even less able to take care of these things by himself, especially the hair that grows longer every year.If no one came to serve him, he would be inhuman at all, and he couldn't stand it.

Although, on the other hand, the reasons may account for a larger proportion.

The tombs where the vernal equinox and the beginning of summer are buried are a bit far away, entering from the east end of the imperial city and exiting from the west end, and after another seventy or eighty miles, the top of the cemetery - the two are buried together.

There was already someone standing there, Shen Jingbing was not surprised, she walked over and stood side by side with him: "Liu Yan, are you still planning to come back?"

Liu Yan shook her head: "I only serve Lord Demon King all my life, but..."

Shen Jingbing then heard him sigh insignificantly: "If the guests know my true face, they should look down on me."

"If Liuyan knew who I am, you would look down on me." Shen Jingbing patted him on the shoulder, "The devil will come back, trust him!" The appearance of the mascot encouraged Liu Yan so much, at least he didn't give him a supercilious look.

"Then I'll go first, if Liu Yan makes up his mind, come back at any time."

Shen Jingbing simply paid homage to the two sisters, and felt that he could do nothing in front of Liu Yan. His people protected him, so he owed Liu Yan.

The promise he made to Liu Yan just now, in fact, he had no idea, it was purely stupid words that came out of his head.

He really can't deal with those old things in the Yuhun School, it's fine if the souls of the spring equinox and the beginning of summer can't be called back, they can't be saved by everyone; but the demon king's magic pill is still there, even if he has no body, he can't make another one ?

He will go to Yuhun School tomorrow to negotiate with those old men before returning in despair.What the group of dogs said to themselves today is: If the master is so capable, show me a body!

Shen Jingbing angrily threw the mask on the table.Do you really think you have no choice?

Go ask Zhang Yaowan, that stupid system in his family knows that he has to go to it for help, so it's definitely useless.This bastard is very stingy, he won't help anyone except Zhang Yaowan, he already gave Zhang Yaowan a lot of face by helping the devil back then.

Shen Jingbing thought about it, if this was a novel, then she must be the worst hero in history.No gold fingers, no hooks, no harem of beauties hugging left and right, and finally a wife died!This author is either mentally ill or mentally ill.

While cursing, he had already walked to the Library Pavilion, where there were all the secret books of the demon world. Except for books on ideological education, most of the others were developed from professional knowledge of the demon world.He would like to see if there is any magic technique that can reshape the human body in the Demon Realm. No matter what, he wants to bring the Demon King back, even if it is a forbidden technique, he will have to try it.

After reading so many novels, he finally understood an emotion that he had never despised before.Those protagonists have a sense of rebellion that ruined the world for one person.He admitted that he hadn't passed his secondary illness for so many years, so it's no wonder that he used forbidden techniques to break the rules of the devil world, just to save a devil king.

Shen Jingbing was terrified. Since that day, he has had nightmares almost every day. Every time he just played the scene of the devil's death for him several times, changing it into various hideous and terrifying appearances, or playing it again and again. Let yourself or the devil say something more, when it comes to neither of them is willing to leave.

He doesn't even want to wake up.But nightmares are always nightmares, and besides be, there can be no more he.Shen Jingbing was in a daze, from the very beginning to the present, in five or six years, she never came out.

Now seeing him being heartless, laughing and laughing all day long, every time in the dead of night, if he thinks of something, he can't fall asleep at all.

The pain was a hundred times and a thousand times worse than anywhere else on his body, so he could only curl up there, unable to breathe at all.

Shen Jingbing didn't read a single word of the stack of books in front of her.The Library Pavilion was too big, no one came here except himself, it was deserted and empty, which made the tight places in his heart feel empty all of a sudden, he didn't know if it was because his heart was not feeling well or he had a stomach problem again, All in all it was uncomfortable.

He leaned over his desk and pretended to be asleep, thinking that the unscrupulous demon king would come back and wrap himself in clothes when he fell asleep reading a book again.

He just stared helplessly at the book in front of him, turning his hands casually, hoping that this time God would take care of him a little bit, and he could really find some secret recipe for reshaping the human body in the vast sea of ​​books.

The people in Yuhun School were very surprised, why did this crazy man come here for the second time today?Wait a minute, look at this... am I crazy!

Fu Ran was so frightened that he was about to call for someone to close the door quickly, but he stuttered anxiously. He yelled the word "close" seven or eight times but didn't go down. Shen Jingbing shook the book in his hand and pushed open the half-covered door , Fu Ran almost fainted.

"Old man Fu Ran, don't get dizzy, don't get dizzy, I'm not completely crazy yet." Of course, Shen Jingbing knows that these old men usually talk about themselves behind their backs... No, they dare to say it even if they put themselves in front of them, Shen Jingbing has never Just don't care, "I found a secret recipe in our demon world, which can reshape a body, so I can always summon the soul now!"

The old man Fu Ran was silent.

Why does this person have so many bad ideas!

Although the Demon King Demon Pill has no mana, it is very possible to call back the soul, but there is no physical body to preserve it, which is almost a devastating blow to the soul. What's more, dying once would hurt the soul, and if it happens again, Then he is almost ruined.

However, if there is a physical body stored, even if the phase property is not good, it will not cause too much damage.

To be honest, it is not impossible to try this side.

"It's just... this side has been lost for a long time. Thinking about it, there is no one in the devil world who can do it..."

"It's okay, Fu Ran, I believe you!" Shen Jingbing grabbed his hands and scared the poor little old man to the brim.

Fu Ran thought that the demon world should not be left alone for a day, even if there are demon kings and Zhang Junshi, after all, it would not be right if the name is not corrected. If the blood of the demon royal family is cut off like this, then it is not a sin for him!

"Then sir, is there any detailed steps in this book? I should be able to give it a try." He wasn't sure how successful he would be, but if he failed, he wouldn't lose much, at worst, try a few more times .The life of the devil and his own hard work, which is more important, he still knows the old man Fu Ran.

Yuhun School officially took over the project, and Shen Jingbing's mood finally improved.Although he didn't notice it himself, Zhang Ting finally didn't have to enlighten the lunatic who died of his wife like a caring big sister every day.

Shen Jingbing became busy all of a sudden, leaving all other matters to Zhang Ting and Zhang Yuqi, and he ran around Yuhun School and Cangshu Pavilion all day long.

He was already dreaming of what it would be like when the devil came back, humming a little song all day long, so happy that he was dying.

But when he woke up from his sleep again, he realized that all good dreams are fake, only the nightmare will play every detail in front of his eyes repeatedly, frame by frame, and he will never forget it.

Shen Jingbing never thought about going to the devil world for revenge and settling accounts, and he didn't think the same way as others.After he had seen those soldiers who died in battle being summoned back by the old pedants of the Royal Soul School with their perverted techniques, he suddenly had hope. In front of the gate of my yard, I wake myself up early in the morning like many years ago.

It is said that when a person dies, the saddest time for a living person is not the moment when that person dies, but when you spend the long years alone, and when you think of every bit of that person, that kind of longing and Sadness will flood up like a tide and drown the whole person.

Sadness comes little by little, surging and surging.

Shen Jingbing is like this now.

He looked up at the gloomy air disappointedly, thinking, Lord Demon King, do you want me anymore?

He also had a terrifying illusion that the devil had been by his side all along—but how could this be possible?There are so many capable people around me, if the devil really wants to be there, how can they not see it?

He also asked Zhang Yuqi to go to the underworld to look for Hades, to see if there was any reincarnation, but he said that people who died tragically would not be reincarnated, and at most they were just a remaining ray of wandering soul floating in the floating world.

Thinking about it this way, the Demon King really died a miserable death.

It's not my fault...

Shen Jingbing turned over and sat up, never fell asleep, and was not afraid of having any nightmares.But the second half of the night was tough.He thought that the inkstone had dried up and hadn't been used for a long time, so he decided to write something.

The melody of "15 Years of Unending Entanglement of the Adhesive Man" suddenly sounded in his mind, and he suddenly smiled.Even though I clearly understand that that person is dead, I still can't help but miss him and want to talk to him again.

One bean lamp, one ink, one inkstone, one paper, one lovesick person.In that silent night, the ink-like second half of my life slowly faded away.