After the stepmother entered, Du Zian's treatment in the Du family was very bad, and Du's father never turned a blind eye, but fortunately he didn't let anyone move the room where Du's mother lived before, but the stepmother wanted to take the room It was demolished, but Du Zian, who had never been temperamental at this time, always reacted very violently. He even moved his mother's ashes into the room. The stepmother felt unlucky and gave up.
So this room became Du Zian's territory. He was able to summon demons by accident. He hid in the room when he was injured, and then the blood dripped onto the magic circle. The strong negative emotions summoned the demons. and signed a contract with him.
According to Ling Chunan's inference, that Mother Du is probably not a simple character, otherwise it would be impossible to leave this magic circle in this room.
Ling Chunan looked at the spiritual seat on the desk not far away, and at first glance, the black and white photo behind the half-lit candle showed a gentle smile of the woman, as if it contained infinite tenderness, but when he looked closely, he could see her Her eyes were cold and clear, without a trace of smile, as if her smile was just for the sake of laughing, and there was no other factor.
Ling Chunan became interested, "098, find out the cause of death of Mother Du."
"Yes, host."
Looking back, Ling Chunan looked at the small summoning formation again. It could be seen that several years had passed, and the formation was so shallow that it seemed to disappear soon.
However, the color of the formation itself is like this. According to Ling Chunan's inference, it should be a permanent summoning formation drawn with the devil's hard work. Although there is not much magic in the world, it can last for at least one hundred and eighty years.
Ling Chunan probed the edge of the formation with his fingers, and could clearly feel the power contained in it. He was about to withdraw it when a cold hand suddenly grabbed it, "..."
098, shocked beyond measure: "!!!" This is unscientific. This formation requires at least three bowls of blood to summon a demon. Before, the male protagonist almost lost too much blood and died. Just touch and fish out a person
It was a tall man with a destructive aura all over his body. He was like a natural slaughter king. Just standing there, he could feel the real killing aura.
The lord is more imposing this time, and his possessiveness seems to be stronger. He immediately discovered its existence. Although he only glanced at it, it always felt that the man seemed to want to pull it out of the host's body and throw it away. Now, 098 shivered a little, and decided to hold on to the host and not let go.
Ling Chunan reassured his little system, then looked at the man who was staring at him seriously. Compared with 098 who paid attention to the man's aura, he saw this man's appearance at first sight, and he didn't know if it was blood. The reason is that this person looks a little more evil than any other world before. He is handsome and demonic, and he does have a magical smell. Moreover, the smell of the food on his body is also very good. Ling Chunan expressed his satisfaction.
The only thing that Ling Chunan was not satisfied with was that the temperature on the man's body was a little too cold, as if he had just emerged from the ice cellar. After shaking his hands for a while, his palms were frozen.
Ling Chunan was never someone who would wrong himself. He moved the right hand that was still tightly held by the man, "Can you let go first? I'm a little cold."
Seeing Ling Chunan's pale face, the icy aura on the demon's body instantly dissipated, and there was some guilt in his eyes, and the temperature on his hands became slightly higher than Ling Chunan's, but he didn't let go.
Half a minute later, Ling Chunan's body returned to temperature, and then he looked up at the man's expressionless face, "What's your name?"
"… "
The two looked at each other for ten seconds, and Ling Chunan said again, "Don't remember? Do you remember where you came from?"
"… "
Looking at the man's blank face, Ling Chunan lost his temper, "Then what do you remember?"
The man thought about it seriously, and stammered, "I... want to marry you..."
Ling Chunan: "..."
098: "..." This person is thinking about getting married even after losing his memory, which is not easy.
After looking at the man up and down several times, in the sight of the other side becoming more and more nervous but still blank, he reconfirmed that the man really had amnesia, and Ling Chunan continued: "Squat down."
The man squatted down obediently, but his eyes wandered on Ling Chunan, "You...you're injured."
"We'll talk about this later." Ling Chunan looked at his hand that was still tightly grasped, "Let go."
The man let go of his hand reluctantly. Although there was no expression, it made people feel a bit pitiful.
Ling Chunan curled the corners of his lips, "Let's get closer."
A few minutes later, Ling Chunan almost touched the man from top to bottom. In addition to sighing that he was in good shape, he finally found something similar to identification in his built-in pocket. The material token is engraved with intricate and extraordinarily gorgeous patterns. According to the original description, this is the identity token of a higher demon, and the pattern is the devil's text.
This kind of token is something that the devil is inherently bound to his real name. Once it is destroyed, it will cause irreversible damage to the devil. In the devil world, as long as you get this token, it is equivalent to killing the devil.
Under 098's terrifying gaze, Ling Chunan shook the token in his hand, and then said to the demon who was so soft that he only had one hard touch: "Do you know the words on it? ?"
"Si Yu."
It seems that common sense has not forgotten. After confirming the name, Ling Chunan handed the token back to Si Yu, but the other party did not take it. "If you like it... I will give it to you."
Ling Chunan glanced at the man's bright eyes full of anticipation, and twitched the corner of his mouth. He seriously thought about when this guy's habit of giving tokens of love started, and finally put the token away.
Seeing Ling Chunan's actions, the man's face was full of smiles, "You... What's your name?"
"My name is Du Zixuan, but you can call me baby." Ling Chunan replied casually.
Si Yu's eyes lit up, "Baby."
"Um."
"baby."
"right."
"baby."
Ling Chunan rolled his eyes, this person is not finished yet, "Shut up." Seeing that the bright and silly smile on this person's face wilted in an instant, his heart softened again, "Forget it, you call it. "
Si Yu was resurrected with blood again, where is the sad look just now, "Baby!"
Seeing the childlike smile on the other side's face, Ling Chunan gave up resistance and decided to let him scream.
But ten minutes later, Ling Chunan finally couldn't help but slapped the man's chattering mouth with a slap in the face, but in exchange for a silly smile, "It's time to go out."
Before leaving Mother Du's room, Ling Chunan noticed that the summoning formation had completely disappeared.
The formation that can cause a powerful victory to disappear early, there is only one possibility, that is, the energy it receives exceeds its tolerance. When the male protagonist's contract demon passed through, it didn't have any effect on this formation. It seemed that it could only be a problem with Si Yu's energy.
And at present Ling Chunan can't tell whether he lost his memory when he teleported or lost his memory a long time ago.
Ling Chunan didn't sign a contract with Si Yu, he just asked him to push himself back to the room, and then stuffed him into the bathroom, "Go take a shower." Although the man was wearing black clothes, he couldn't tell, but Ling Chunan's His sense of smell is so sharp. As soon as he appeared, he smelled the bloody smell of other creatures besides his own rations.
Looking at the closed bathroom door, Ling Chunan turned on the computer and started typing on the keyboard with one hand. Just now, he asked 098 to upload the investigation results of the death of Mother Du to the computer.
Although it is more convenient to put the information directly into his head, that kind of feeling is really not very good. When there is a choice, Ling Chunan prefers to look directly with his eyes, which is a more comfortable way.
According to the report, the time of Mother Du's death was fourteen years ago. At that time, Du Zian was four years old. According to the situation at the time, Mother Du should have hit the fuel tanker with her car, and then the two vehicles exploded and died. Only the driver and the passenger were in the car. In the back seat, both of them were burned beyond recognition.
After reading this short report quickly, Ling Chunan began to look at the photos of the accident scene. The files found by 098 were quite complete, even including photos of Mrs. Du before her death, her habits and hobbies, her friendship status, and her posthumous status. The photos, as well as the people present at the memorial service, were recorded. The fingertips lightly tapped an inconspicuous small fragment near the dark frame of the car, and Ling Chunan's eyes flashed a thoughtful color.
"Host, what's wrong?" 098 was a little confused.
"It's nothing." Looking back, Ling Chunan turned his attention to the bathroom. Fifteen minutes have passed. According to a man's usual speed, it should be almost done by now. After thinking about it, he turned off the computer and shook the wheelchair to open the wardrobe. .
Maybe because I often participate in concerts and various competitions, most of the clothes in my wardrobe are all kinds of custom-made high-end dresses, and my daily clothes are mostly slim-fitting casual clothes. Yes, in the end Ling Chunan finally found a new loose sportswear in the corner of the closet.
When he came to the bathroom door, Ling Chunan didn't have time to raise his hand to knock on the door, and the door opened from the inside.
The man only wrapped a bath towel around his waist, and his ink-colored short and medium hair was dripping with water, which softened the originally handsome and sharp facial features. The water droplets slid from the side of the face to the vicinity of the Adam's apple, and then fell onto the honey-colored chest muscles through the collarbone. After the distinct abdominal muscles are not in the towel.
Ling Chunan blinked, very naturally put the clothes that he was going to hand out to his lap, and freed his hand to touch the abdominal muscles that felt good in front of him.