Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

Pointing to the chessboard, motioned for Max to play first.

Max really took the pawn made of frozen pears and took the next step.

"Okay..." Peng Yuan looked at the chess projection screen of his home computer in the black space, selected the latest AI, and moved Max's good move to the computer.

Do the whole job and be the porter of puppets and AI!

Max has obviously been challenged for a long time, so he continued to make moves in a calm manner.The cold wind blowing through Peng Yuan's crotch made him feel that he had entered old age ahead of schedule.

Before he could complain, Ding Jingyi snapped his fingers, and a towering wall of fire surrounded them, bringing some warmth.

"How did you cooperate with Lenny?" Peng Yuan picked up a bishop made of an incense burner, and pressed it on the chessboard according to the AI's play method.

"It's a long story, but this time it's because he promised to help me find you..." Max stared at the chessboard, "Kleist believes that times have changed, and challenges will have new changes."

Peng Yuan rubbed his face and squeezed out a smile: "This era is different from Ellowyn. There are many ways to compete. Let's make an appointment for a MOBA game next time. You don't have to run around with swords, guns, swords and halberds."

Max's smile brightened inexplicably: "I have defeated countless warriors in 1000 years, and the competition has long exceeded the meaning of the competition. I have my own life, and I hope to be with you.

Some puppets think that I am a tool and a trouble for the creator, but you all regard me as a friend, in the past and now.I just came to see you. "

Peng Yuan felt that his nose had thawed out, and before he could do anything, Ding Jingyi wrapped his nose with a piece of paper.

Peng Yuan groaned and said, "Then it's not easy for you to come all the way from a foreign country."

"Yes, I also want to give you a present."

"what?"

"You will only know if you win, and you will not know if you lose."

Ding Jingyi interrupted leisurely, "Is this the attitude of giving gifts?"

Peng Yuan sucked in a breath: "Haha, it's okay, it seems that I was a bad friend before, so let's do it like this."

The misunderstanding and tension were resolved, and Peng Yuan was happy again.After all, Max deliberately made things difficult, so he cheated openly.If it's a bad taste among old friends, it's really quite bad.

After an hour and a half of moving, Peng Yuan dropped the general.Max also got up happily, and disappeared into the vast countryside, just as quietly as when he came.

Only the artifact "Blessing of Wine and Blood" remains on the chessboard intertwined with soot and offerings, revealing the past of reality.

Ding Jingyi's face showed disgust like seeing a dead body, after all, he was hurt by this thing.

He put on a disgusted face and forced a smile: "Ah Yuan, in this way you will have the second cultural relic of Ellowyn, so you don't have to worry about the thesis... Let's have fun."

"Come on, that graduation certificate is not missing..." Peng Yuan picked up the long sword, "press it at the bottom of the box, so that no one can use it to hurt you again."

It was dark in the afternoon, and snow fell, and the snowflakes fell on Ding Jingyi's eyelashes. He blinked, and the glittering ice crystals melted and dripped down.

121. Chapter 121

Although winter is not suitable for construction, Peng Yuan still bought cement and mixed it on the balcony.

Ding Jingyi poked his head out of the bedroom wrapped in plush pajamas: "What are you doing, disturbing the people at night?"

"I'll give you the whole coagulation magic later..." Peng Yuan said, "I've bought the milk tea, and we'll have a meeting at eight o'clock."

Ding Jingyi turned his head to look, and there was a row of milk tea on the coffee table in the living room. He couldn't help laughing: "I will drink milk tea at eight o'clock and drink milk tea at seven o'clock. You don't want me to sleep at night?"

Peng Yuan opened the mold made of cardboard, put the "Blessing of Wine and Blood" into it, and then poured the prepared cement.

The cement is still not doing well, Ding Jingyi's smile froze first: "You should think about it, make up a story about the origin of this thing, it can at least change your paper."

Peng Yuan pointed to the artifact that was mostly buried in cement: "I'll ask you, are you afraid or apprehensive when you see this thing?"

Ding Jingyi turned her face away: "I don't want to see it, not because I'm afraid, but because...you understand. I can face it, but it's not necessary. Courage has a limit, and it shouldn't be consumed here. "

Thinking about how the magician Olin was hurt by the prince Mandekrit who regarded him as his own, it is not difficult to understand Ding Jingyi's current feelings.

"No paper!" Peng Yuan slapped the shovel again, "Bury it!"

"It's a cultural relic..." Ding Jingyi reminded, "Are you going to destroy a cultural relic?"

Peng Yuan was stunned. Even as the god of time and space, he has the ability to restore any tatters to the original state, but as a student of archeology and an ordinary citizen, it is self-evident what kind of attitude he should have when facing a cultural relic. .

Ding Jingyi reminded again: "If you break it, you will lose your qualifications as a professional and a citizen."

"Jingyi, don't you think we are living a magical and torn life now?"

Peng Yuan sat on the small bench, "while fulfilling his duty as a citizen, he was severely beaten by the gods and noble status."

Ding Jingyi sighed: "That's right, if you are still the god of time and space, you can destroy it at will. Let it become the dust left by the heretical gods in history."

Peng Yuan shook his head: "That's not right. The duty of the God of Time and Space is to observe, not to interfere. This is the common conclusion of Ellowyn historians. But now I am a black-faced cat: I don't know who I am, whether I am dead or alive. .”

After speaking, a slight guilt rose in Peng Yuan's heart, like a habitual reaction after saying something wrong since he was a child.

"Forget it..." Ding Jingyi said, "I always give you problems, so I'll clean it up. I'll take it to the steel factory when I have time, and just find a stove and throw it away."

Peng Yuan poured another shovel of cement into the mould: "No need. You didn't mention cultural relics. I didn't expect this matter to be so deep. Didn't Brother Bai say yesterday that the security personnel who were injured by Max before were sent to the hospital and were not saved. The cause of death was excessive blood loss, proving that the "Blessing of Wine and Blood" is still an effective artifact.

In this way, its significance exceeds that of cultural relics, and our acquisition of it is of the same nature as digging out bombs whose fuze insurance has failed during construction site construction-if you dig out dangerous things, you have to clean them up. "

"Why do you do this?" Ding Jingyi pointed to the cement, "You can completely make it disappear."

Peng Yuan thought for a while: "I don't remember how the artifact brought out Ellowyn, but there must be a reason for Max to send this thing. Now we don't know the reason, but we must keep it.

It will be hard to find if it is vaporized in a steel mill. I want to keep it in a form that is easy to look back-that's it. "

The last shovel of cement covered it, and the long sword could no longer be seen.

Ding Jingyi let out a sigh of relief: "It's reasonable, come on."

"I'm just fooling myself!"

"Fuck!"

Ding Jingyi raised his tail, rolled a cup of milk tea into the straw, and snapped his fingers again, the cement solidified quickly, and "Blessing of Wine and Blood" became a long hard lump, and no one could see its original shape.

Peng Yuan pulled the tarpaulin bought in advance to cover it, and the room became quiet, as if nothing had happened.

The two washed their hands, sat back on the sofa, and stood up facing the coffee table. After the "ton", Peng Yuan fell asleep on Ding Jingyi's lap. During his nap, he entered a wonderful dream. In the dream, he was sometimes a vigorous unicorn, sometimes a terrifying mermaid, and finally turned into a limp Soft black cat.

Ding Jingyi suddenly shook Peng Yuan and said, "I sent Lund to Chang Xian."

Peng Yuan asked in a daze, "What's going on?"

Ding Jingyi put down the cup: "Changxian saw that Huixian had an apprentice, and felt envious, so I made a love affair. Lund had never seen his kind who lived so long, and he was curious, so he agreed."

Peng Yuan squeezed Ding Jingyi's waist: "I'm asking you what's the matter, little brother. That's the little snake you raised, so you just sent it away?"

Ding Jingyi's eyes fell out of the window: "Sometimes I feel responsible for being close to everyone, but I am not responsible for not being close to everyone."

Peng Yuan opened a new cup of milk tea and stuffed it into Ding Jingyi's hand.In Peng Yuan's view, Wu Ge's most powerful skills are not in fairy arts, but in the skills of living through the long years: survival in troubled times, striving for progress in prosperous times, enduring the boredom brought by life, but also possessing passion and passion.

Lund followed the fifth brother, and maybe he will find a new way of living-no longer entangled in the way of living of a certain monarch or a certain country.

But the good thing made Ding Jingyi say this, and there was a bit of a scumbag. Peng Yuan didn't know what to say, and finally he only choked out a sentence: "It's not like cooking, you can't produce and sell yourself."

Ding Jingyi laughed out loud when he heard this, if it wasn't for the help of magic, he would have cleaned up the milk tea that was sprayed all over the floor.

"I had a dream just now..." Peng Yuan said, "I dreamed that I was a monster."

Ding Jingyi raised her eyebrows: "The kind beaten by Ultraman?"

Peng Yuan shook his head: "No, no, unicorns, mermaids, cats, etc."

Ding Jingyi's expression changed.

Peng Yuan added: "Although they are all beautiful magical creatures, they look strange in my dream."

"You slept too much, let's play for a while, no, you can beat workers..." Ding Jingyi changed the subject, "I haven't opened this game for two months, you ask Geng Zhi how many orders."

Even though she has done big business, Ding Jingyi still misses working all the time!

Peng Yuan knocked on Geng Zhi's WeChat account and took a few trumpets.Ding Jingyi's estimate was correct, second-hand outsourcing is indeed a one-two-one-off.

Ding Jingyi heard the quotation and scratched Peng Yuan's leg: "Look, play with your boyfriend, save 100%!"

Peng Yuan couldn't laugh or cry: "I don't usually look for a company to play with, I am someone else's company to play with. There are no difficult games, only unremitting