The Demon King smashed his brain

Zhang Huai didn't sleep well in the house that could be said to have suddenly become a mansion.

He knew that this was the place he was used to living, but it was different everywhere he looked.

Yin Jiuzhao played "Dream Transformer" in an unscientific way, but he didn't have to sleep in the same room with him, but he always thought in his heart that he was staying under the same roof with a black dragon, so he couldn't sleep peacefully.

The result was still insomnia, Zhang Huai tossed and turned on the bed, couldn't help listening to the voices in the hall outside the door in the darkness, but heard nothing.

Even the sounds from the street downstairs could not be heard, presumably because the walls were well insulated, there would always be various sounds at night in this street where the law and order were worrying.

When he was listening intently, the sudden knock on the door startled him.

"Your Majesty," Yin Jiuzhao's voice came from outside the door, "If you can't fall asleep, I have aromatherapy on hand to help you sleep."

Zhang Huai froze for a moment, then tensed up immediately.

It was only said that the sound insulation of the wall was well done, why would Yin Jiuzhao know that he was not asleep? ?

The sound of his turning over is not that loud, is it?Could it be that the other party has been monitoring him?

Zhang Huai's hair stood on end for a moment, then he forced himself to comfort himself, and after a reply, he got up and went to open the door.

The lights in the hall were not turned on. Yin Jiuzhao was tall and tall, standing in front of the door was a dark shadow, which looked a little bluffing.

"Can your majesty let his subordinates in?"

"……Ah good."

"excuse me."

Zhang Huai stepped aside to make room, watched Yin Jiuzhao walk in, lit the aromatherapy very skillfully, and placed it on the bedside cabinet.

At this moment, Yin Jiuzhao said, "Your Majesty, did you meet anyone today?"

"Huh? No..." Zhang Huai was about to deny subconsciously, and then he remembered the man who suddenly helped him out, who was suspected to be a subordinate of the Demon King.

"……seen."

"Is it Li Yu?"

Zhang Huai remembered that the man did say his name, so he nodded.

Judging from Yin Jiuzhao's reaction, it goes without saying that they are "suspicious", they are exactly like colleagues.

He didn't ask Yin Jiuzhao how he knew it. Inhumans have good five senses. Since he could hear him tossing and turning on the bed and couldn't fall asleep, he could naturally smell someone else's scent on him.

"he is……?"

"fox."

Yin Jiuzhao said calmly.

Zhang Huai: "..."

How should I put it, the answer is quite expected.

He is really a "fox spirit". If you think about that face again, it's not surprising.

Yin Jiuzhao did feel a familiar and unpleasant aura from Zhang Huai. In fact, he had already smelled it when Zhang Huai just came back, and he didn't ask. Now he couldn't help but asked.

If possible, he hoped that Zhang Huai could stay away from that fox, but he couldn't say it.

The aromatherapy was ignited, and after a while, a light fragrance that Zhang Huai couldn't describe, but which made people feel refreshed, permeated the air.

He doesn't usually have the habit of using perfume, and he doesn't know how to do such a stylish thing like lighting aromatherapy at home. He has no research on perfume, he just thinks the fragrance smells good.

"What kind of incense is this?"

he couldn't help asking.

"Amberx," Yin Jiuzhao covered the burning incense burner, "Before Your Majesty..."

He said unconsciously, and after he said it, he realized something was wrong, so the words stopped abruptly.

'Your Majesty liked this smell very much before, and it is this kind of incense that burns in the palace. '

He completed the words in his heart, and stood up silently.

"If your majesty needs it, you can call your subordinates at any time, and your subordinates will leave."

After finishing speaking, Yin Jiuzhao walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.

The door closed with a light movement without making a sound.

Zhang Huai heard Yin Jiuzhao's unfinished words, but they sounded like things from the past. He wasn't sure what Yin Jiuzhao didn't say, so naturally he wouldn't ask now, for fear of missing something.

He lay back on the bed, thinking that even a ignorant person like him would know that "Ambbergis" is quite high-end, and after thinking about it, he began to think about the relationship between "Ambbergis" and the dragon.

Yin Jiuzhao is not just a dragon.

Zhang Huai was amused by himself, and he just thought about it. He had read popular science before and knew that "ambergris" came from sperm whales, and had nothing to do with dragons.

His mood was relaxed in the faint fragrance, and after closing his eyes, he soon fell asleep.

At this time, it was dark outside the door, but it was not the living room Zhang Huai had imagined.

Compared with not long ago, this place has completely changed, it is empty, and it looks like some monster's lair.

The black dragon is coiled in a circle in the lair, and the room in the middle is like a box, surrounded by the black dragon in his arms, like a treasure he cherishes very much.

The dragon's head was close to the door, listening to the gentle breathing of the person inside, his heart became peaceful, he didn't need to rest, he just closed his eyes and enjoyed the tranquility of this moment.

However, not long after, his eyes opened and he heard a sound from outside the house.

It was the sound of deliberately light footsteps, and the sound of the old keyhole being pried.

He even heard the conversation between the two outside the house.

"Are you sure there's something in it? Living in this kind of house, it doesn't feel like there's much moisture."

"Don't talk nonsense, I've been squatting for several days, such a simple order is worthless."

The other was still muttering, saying that the pet hospital downstairs at the corner of the street was pretty good, but it didn't even have a surveillance camera, and it looked rich and ambitious, so it must be a lot of money.

But his companion didn't mean it. He didn't know why, but when he saw that place, he felt guilty, and always felt that something bad would happen if he really did it.

It's a pity that this intuition failed to play a role in this operation. They have experience in lockpicking in this line of work, and they easily picked the old lock open. Only then did they show an excited smile on their faces, but they suddenly turned around in the next moment. When the door opened, his face froze.

When the light from the flashlight shone in, the target was not furniture, but a shimmering scale. The black scale even showed a hint of colorful luster under the light.

The red vertical pupils printed their small and stiff shadows, like a high god looking down on the ants at the bottom of their feet.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Huai felt that he had a good night's sleep this time.

When he got up, he felt refreshed and didn't feel tired at all. He thought that the aromatherapy was really useful.

The only thing that made him feel a little uncomfortable was that Yin Jiuzhao seemed to be able to hear the sound of him getting up, so he immediately asked him at the door, and after getting the answer, he was about to come in and help him get up.

Zhang Huai didn't know if the previous demon king was also like this. He didn't dare to refuse for a while, so he could only bite the bullet and resist without saying anything. He did enough psychological construction for himself to hold back his tears went back.

It wasn't because of discomfort, but because Yin Jiuzhao was too meticulous, which made him feel frightened. He felt that Yin Jiuzhao's combat power was only high, but he ended up like a servant here, riding on the saddle.

Surprisingly, Yin Jiuzhao's cooking is quite good.

"Your Majesty," Yin Jiuzhao said, "the lock on the gate was broken last night, so I replaced it."

He spoke as if he was giving a report one by one.

In fact, he felt that this was his own dereliction of duty. The interior of the house was well organized, but many details were missed. Fortunately, the thief's intrusion last night did not affect Zhang Huai's rest.

Yin Jiuzhao knew that he had been quite contradictory.

He wanted to do everything well for Zhang Huai, but deep down in his heart was a desire to destroy, but he suppressed it and didn't show it.

Like before, if Zhang Huai ordered him to fail to do well, the whole person seemed to be split. On the one hand, he felt incompetent and feared that Zhang Huai would be disappointed in him. be punished mercilessly.

Rewards and punishments are the same for him, no matter what Zhang Huai does to him, he will gladly accept it and feel happy from the bottom of his heart.

Now that Zhang Huai has lost his memory, Yin Jiuzhao inevitably feels anxious.

Oh, this is also a very familiar feeling to him.

Thunder and rain are all due to the grace of the king.

……

……

It was night and there was no moon in the sky.

Holding the dilapidated ancient book in his hand, the man drew a formation with complicated patterns on the floor little by little according to the obscure instructions above.

He is preparing to record a video. Although there are not many subscribers to that channel, this time he intends to use the gimmick of mysticism to earn more traffic.

He followed the steps to arrange various sacrifices and magical artifacts that he didn't know were useful. Half of his heart felt that he was wasting time, and half of him expected the absurdity to happen.

The room was dim, only a few candles were lit, and the candles flickered with the sound of his heartbeat. He took a deep breath, knelt on the ground and stuttered to recite the summoning spell in the book.

The pronunciation of the incantation was extremely awkward, and he almost bit his tongue several times. After finally finishing it, he waited for a while, but nothing happened.

The man didn't know whether he was disappointed or relieved.

This time it was just a rehearsal, he went through the process once, and he planned to add some acting skills in the middle, and add some surprise special effects in the later stage.

However, just as he was about to get up, he heard a "boom".

The man was taken aback. After all, he was the only one in the room in such an atmosphere.

Then he thought it might be that the books on the shelf had fallen, because the sound came from there.

He stood up directly to turn on the light, but the next moment he yelled in horror, scrambling back and forth, knocking down the sundries rack behind him, and all the things fell to the ground, making a loud bang.

However, he didn't care at all, just staring at the person in front of him.

Man, is that a man?

Judging from his stature, he should be a tall man. He was wearing a black dress with a belt around his waist, making him look tall and superior. He wore a long shawl and boots, and a black top hat on his head.

He seemed to be completely black, and he was about to melt into the darkness, and the most frightening thing was the mask on his face.

It was a bird's beak mask, with a long and sharp beak, and a round eye in the middle, which was very dark.

This "person" suddenly appeared, at this time in front of the man's desk, holding a silver ring in his leather-gloved hand.

That silver ring looked ordinary and cheap, and it would be considered scrap if taken to a pawn shop.

"You, you... who are you?! Why are you here?! This is illegal trespassing, do you know! I..." The man yelled first, sternly and softly, as if he could embolden himself like this Same.

"Where did you get this ring?"

The "person" interrupted the man and asked.

The tone of his speech is elegant, reminiscent of the nobility in the Middle Ages, the man should have continued to ask about the origin of the other party, but he unconsciously looked at the ring, suppressed his fear and replied: "Then...it was given to me by my friend! "

"My friend... oh, so."

As he spoke, he put the ring into his palm.

"Please don't worry, my outfit is just a whim, isn't this bird's beak mask pretty? In human stories, it belongs to the doctor who frees people from the disease. I used to do similar things."

Liberating the human soul from its painful body, of course, if he occasionally feels hungry, he will eat a little.

"My name...well, can you call me Mr. Bai?"

Obviously dressed in all black and looking like a ghost, but his name is Mr. Bai, full of a sense of incompatibility, but the other person present did not have the courage to question it.

He held a beautifully crafted scepter in his hand, and the first "boom" sound was caused by the scepter hitting the floor.

"You, you in the end..."

"What's the matter?" Mr. Bai laughed.

"Aren't you the one who summoned the demon?"

The author has something to say: The thief who opened the door and hit the dragon is neta's "Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid"

Really nice to pinch! !Although the dragon species are different, I still love them the same! !

The ring at the end is a foreshadowing, leading to the beginning of Chapter 1.

In fact, the liquid that Ambergris set up as a private body is actually okay (hehe, hehehe...