Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

Fate is like you, and you are like life, a cycle with titles and ends. "

This song is not in the historical materials, but it is in Peng Yuan's memory as the God of Time and Space.Even in Ellowyn, building construction depends on the sky.

He remembered that when he was in the border land of Lota, the fortifications would be suspended in winter to let the monsters rest.

The song Ding Jingyi hummed was a lullaby custom-made by magicians for Lund, called "Snake's Sleep".

Although Lund is not favored by the God of Time and Space and Prince Halloni, he is a good friend of the frontier magician.

Lund's faded hide is a good writing material, and its texture is better than parchment;

Lund is a herbivorous snake and is friendly to animals. Magicians often put their pets on him. The pets will eat the magic materials on him, and they will become fat when they come back;

Lund's dung is more fuel than cattle and sheep dung, and it burns without smell, which is a supplement to frontier energy.

This kind of giant snake that can provide writing, heating, foster care, and can recite classics backwards, all frontier magicians love him.

Thinking of this, Peng Yuan answered casually: "Well, although he has a fight with Gengzhi, he is also Ellowyn's road ruler."

In the distant past, by their side, even imperfect people used to be the standard of the country.

Hearing this song and the imagery of "forest", Peng Yuan was suddenly shocked.He quickly opened the Diary of the God of Time and Space, and browsed through it hastily.

"I think Lund is looking for an ally who supports Ellowyn, that is, a friend of the God of Time and Space. Lund cannot act in winter, but humans can, and a down jacket will solve the problem."

"How to say?" Ding Jingyi stirred the coffee spoon, "Why did you suddenly think of this?"

"You just sang about the forest. The forest is the 'root' of the Germanic peoples, their nostalgia and self-awareness. I just thought of it. After leaving Elovin, the God of Time and Space went to Mainz, Germany. The caravans of the Hanseatic League seek interests, mainly to resist robbery against caravans and negotiate with nobles to cancel unreasonable taxes."

Ding Jingyi nodded: "At that time, the time and space gods were powerful and mature politicians."

"But for Germany, which believes in the only God, Elovin's space-time god is a pagan god, which is inconsistent with traditional beliefs, so Germans cannot serve him as a god.

Although his identity is not orthodox, he has enough merits.The Lufthansa League and Mainz still need his help. "

Ding Jingyi took a sip of coffee: "Using supernatural power and not enshrining the godly position, isn't this a low-ranking high-ranking match? It has existed since ancient times, and there is no shortage of old HR in Germany."

Peng Yuan locked the tablet: "The God of Time and Space has also noticed this, and he is about to leave. At this time, a small family named Kleist in Mainz sent a messenger. They hope that the God of Time and Space will stay and have a way to give the God of Time and Space Reasonable treatment."

"any solution?"

"The process is tortuous, but the final solution is to be a human being. The God of Time and Space remained as a human being, and he cooperated with the Kleist family and became friends. The trade of Mainz was protected, and the God of Time and Space also spent The last days of my life. And—”

Peng Yuan followed Ding Jingyi's gaze and looked at the snowflakes outside the window: "He, maybe me, buried Prince Halloni's golden coffin in Mainz, and he himself chose a cemetery near the Kleist family. It's a testament to trust and alignment."

Peng Yuan sometimes felt that talking about the God of Time and Space was talking about another person, an established history, whether it was his deeds or achievements.

But when it comes to the magician Olin, those loves and trusts, Peng Yuan feels that the God of Time and Space is himself.

"Then here comes the question..." Ding Jingyi frowned, "How did the golden coffin come to G City, which is thousands of miles away? It must be that the Kleist family suffered an accident and could no longer keep the relics of their allies.

Think about Ivan, how many things he dug up in the ruins of the battlefield, those antiques are enough for him to study abroad.

How many wars has Germany fought since 1000 years ago?Battle of Teutoburg Forest, Thirty Years' War, Two World Wars.Nothing will be left. "

"Don't panic, don't panic. The Battle of the Teutoburg Forest was a war in the Augustus era. At that time, the ruler of Ellowyn was Queen Feliaia."

"Whatever, there will always be two world wars, right? After the war, there won't be much left."

The two were silent, looking at the snowflakes outside the window.

Ding Jingyi suddenly asked: "Wait a minute, how much space does this history take up? Is there a simplified version?"

"Nine volumes, 1000 to [-] pages."

Ding Jingyi glanced at the phone, and there were three cars in front of them: "That idiot Lund, he must not have considered the accident. If he went to Germany before finishing the book, he might freeze to death and be made into a specimen now." It's..."

Peng Yuan squeezed Ding Jingyi's hand: "Don't be too pessimistic, Lund is still very cute, maybe he is taken care of by a rich woman, and he is lying in a house with floor heating to watch My Little Pony."

Ding Jingyi's expression was distorted: "Are you still being sprayed with happy fire and rich wife's happy steel ball by the rich woman?"

"Who knows, I'm not a rich woman."

Ding Jingyi covered her mouth, struggling to hold back her laughter.

The phone beeped, and the driver finally took the order.

Ding Jingyi breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's get ready, the master is still three kilometers away, and we have to wait a while before we can leave."

Peng Yuan hugged the lunch box contentedly: "Go home."

Ding Jingyi stepped out of her seat, ready to go to the cashier to pay the bill.At this time, the doorbell of the coffee shop rang, and a lady in a mink coat walked in. Peng Yuan recognized her from the accessories on the lady's hand at a glance—it was the rich woman who asked Ding Jingyi for her WeChat account last night.

The rich woman looked at Ding Jingyi and then at Peng Yuan, she was so calm that she didn't say anything.

Peng Yuan felt a little embarrassed, but it was just a little embarrassing. It is the best state to see through but not to tell.

Ding Jingyi also pretended to be blind at this time, and directly opened the QR code and said, "The boss pays the bill."

The rich woman turned her eyes to look at the snow.

Peng Yuan lowered his head and patted his chest. Just when he thought everything was about to end, a white-haired foreigner suddenly appeared at the cash register and patted Ding Jingyi on the shoulder:

"Orin Valentine?"

Ding Jingyi turned her face away and said "ah?" in a daze.

"Go to hell."

The white-haired foreigner quickly drew out his pistol and fired three shots at Ding Jingyi's chin.The deafening gunshots were so real that it was completely unexpected that the person who fired the gun would still be watching the ghost video of eggplant.

After three shots, Peng Yuan could no longer see the handsome face he was familiar with.The nose was filled with the smell of blood and bone marrow, mixed with the residual sweetness of vanilla coffee, ear-piercing screams and the sound of furniture being overturned, Peng Yuan's mind was left blank.

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109. Chapter 109

"Strictly speaking..." Ding Jingyi stood up, "I am not governed by the monotheistic system. For me, there is no such thing as 'hell'."

Peng Yuan came back to his senses, and was surprised to see Ding Jingyi's bloody face restored to its original appearance.

If it weren't for the blood remaining on Ding Jingyi's face and hair, Peng Yuan couldn't believe the fact that Ding Jingyi had been shot three times earlier.

Up to this moment, Peng Yuan could only think that it was a blessing of fate—seventeen times to avoid death!

"Ordinary people are shot three times, and they will definitely die, but you didn't die. So, seventeen times to avoid death, it really exists..."

The white-haired foreigner breathed heavily, "The legend is true! Ellowyn really exists! You are—the devil!"

Ding Jingyi snapped his fingers, and all the furniture in the coffee shop floated up: "[-] pier, [-] sofa, [-] yuan for repainting the wall. I can afford it! Beat him, beat him!"

At this time, don't forget to count the money!

Ding Jingyi suddenly changed the topic: "The one who took away my "exemption from death" blessing for the first time was Ellowyn's leading magician and Prime Minister of the First Rose Dynasty, Gore Valentine.

Thousands of years later, I didn't expect that there are still warriors who know the past and the past.Strange stranger, tell me your name, and let me know who took away my second blessing of "exemption from death", who is it, where it comes from, and why it disturbs my happiness. "

The contrast before and after IQ is so strong...

The white-haired foreigner tore off his coat, revealing the undergarment inside. Only then did Peng Yuan see clearly that it was a set of lightweight exoskeleton, the kind only found in sci-fi movies.

The foreigner's voice lowered, full of strange anger: "You don't need to know my real name. Your existence and bullshit stories have broken my family and killed members. I'm here to end it all."

Peng Yuan poked his head out from under the coffee table: "That means you, an anonymous person, are going to have a second child?"

After getting acquainted with Ding Jingyi, Peng Yuan felt that his brain hole was getting bigger day by day.

The foreigner shot back: "Damn me!"

Even if he spoke with a strong Maoming accent, the ricochet shot behind him was scary enough.Peng Yuan retracted his head and fumbled into the lunch box bag, where his magic wand was inside.

Although none of the people present could resist the metal peanuts like bullets, as the God of Time and Space, Peng Yuan still has a way. As a God's trump card, it should lie in the dust of history.

He knew very well that he didn't want to be a god.

The foreigner shot sideways, Ding Jingyi waved his hand, two sand floated over, the bullet passed through the first one, shot into the second half, and stopped.

At this time, the shopkeeper came back to his senses, picked up the pot full of hot coffee, pointed it at the foreigner, and threw it out.

I have to say that the shop owner is very thoughtful. The lid of the pot is covered, the filled coffee is also used as a counterweight, and the throw is also very accurate. The shop owner may have been a private school before.

The pot fell with a "huh", and it was within a centimeter.