I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

"The emperor of the South China Sea is You..."

"The Emperor of the North Sea is Chaos..."

"You and suddenly met the Emperor of Central Chaos..."

Horrible chants echoed in the fog of Nightmare Square.

Half asleep and half awake, Amon, one of Solomon's seventy-two pillars of demons, heard this whisper that was full of taboos and ominousness even for a god.

In the whispers, deep in the mist, you can see the vague shadows on the face of the terrifying monster, touching the flesh and blood covered with blood vessels and tissues above its head.

The tentacles and those blood vessels are connected to each other.

A strange and terrifying symbiotic relationship formed.

And this terrifying whisper seemed to be escaping from the tentacles.

Just listening to it, Amon thought and fainted quickly.

Don't listen to these whispers.

Because his intuition told him that even God could not listen to such ominous taboos.

If you listen, you may have to face some kind of horror.

But there was nothing He could do.

I can't fall asleep no matter what.

In the whisper, He became more awake.

The things that bound Him quietly let go of their restrictions.

It seemed that the owner of the whisper deliberately made Him listen to these taboos.

"You and Hu conspired to repay the virtue of chaos..."

"He said: Everyone has seven orifices for seeing, hearing, eating, and breathing. This one is unique. Try to dig it out!"

"It takes one day to dig a hole, and seven days it will lead to chaotic death!"

After reading this, the whisper became more gloomy and deep than ever before.

The fog in the entire Nightmare Square became even more boiling because of it.

In the billowing fog, a huge figure stood, swaying crazily.

A terrifying murmur was thrust directly into Amon's mind.

This murmur is a question.

"If Chaos doesn't allow it..."

"Do you dare to dig into his orifice?"

This question arises.

Amon's crow head shattered into pieces.

He screamed.

The demon god's body was shattered inch by inch.

In the end, only a blazing bow was left in this fog-shrouded nightmare square.

It was the bow of a space sailboat that had been smashed into pieces.

On the bow of the ship, there were vague traces of a burnt human figure.

A little solar flare, swaying in it.

There was a string of ancient words in the flare.

The words are unclear and incomplete.

But within it, the brilliance of the Lord God level flows.

Shadows of falcons, bulls and lions flashed between these characters.

Faintly, the outline of ‘ra’ can be seen.

Amon, one of the so-called Seventy-Two Demonic Pillars of Solomon, is just a weapon forged from embers.

Meow!

A cat meowed in the fog of Nightmare Square.

The black-haired girl carefully revealed herself.

Then he cautiously held the burning broken bow.

Hold it in your hand like a treasure.

Because, this is the remains of His father.

The black-haired girl kowtowed deeply to the mist.

He knows that this is a supreme kindness.

The fault is not that the great formless god is magnanimous, but the remains of his father will be locked in the body of the god Amun for eternity.

Not only that, but you have to endure humiliation, trampling and humiliation forever.

This is what happens to losers.

Not only to kill people, but also to kill people's hearts!

Finally, all the elements of the victim must be deconstructed.

Let Him become a joke, a villain in a third-rate novel, reduced to a chamber pot and toilet paper.

The great being deep in the mist paid no attention to the black-haired girl.

In His mind, this was just something He did casually.

Now……

There are more important things to do!

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the traitors were locked in by the burst of divine power caused by the great master's brief awakening.

Completely block the escape route of these traitors.

Force them to the sacrificial grounds prepared for them.

Let them fall into despair.

Then one by one they were found by their owners.

Slaughter and destroy!

…………………………………………

Lingpingan slowly opened his eyes.

All the previous events flashed back in my mind.

He looked at his hands.

Fair, clean, and thin.

He looked around.

The room was very clean and tidy.

But everything seems to have become different.

He found himself sitting at the desk without knowing what was going on.

The rice paper on the desk is filled with crooked ancient characters.

These words are like the inscriptions carved on bronze vessels by ancestors when they offered sacrifices to their ancestors.

All texts are the same.

Like a plant that has just sprouted.

It has branches and leaves and is sprouting.

"Stupid!" In his memory, the characters on the god cards of the ancestors in the ancestral home flashed back.

My mother's words echoed in my ears.

"Spring is here, everything revives, and insects begin to squirm under the newly sprouted plants..."

"Isn't it very vivid?"

And he now knows that this word is his seal.

The seal he set for himself.

but why?

He doesn't know.

He couldn't remember anything before the seal.

He doesn’t even know his origins.

But he knew that he was not normal.

Moreover, he understood that the world seemed a little abnormal because of him.

His eyes were extremely bright.

As if he could see through everything.

He felt as if he could do anything.

Nothing in this world can be hidden from him.

only……

He leaned back in his chair and laughed.

"Why do I think so much?"

He picked up the pair of glasses on the table and put them on his eyes.

"I am who I am!"

"The unique me!"

"No one can replace me!"

Put on glasses and the world finally becomes as simple as before.

Even though his heart was as clear as a mirror, he could never go back to the past.

but……

It was like something he had thought about a long time ago.

Suppose the bookstore is sold.

Get tens of millions instantly.

Be a homebody happily.

Get as high as you want.

But he won't do it!

Because, if this is the case, it is okay to eat and wait to die.

But life will be meaningless.

Be a meaningful person!

This is what his education taught him.

Meow!

A cat meowed from behind.

Lingpingan turned around slowly. He smiled and looked at his pet: "Little darling!"

He stretched out his hand gently.

The kitten immediately jumped into his arms obediently.

The little guy clung to his master's body very docilely.

He gently stroked the little guy's hair.

Soft, moist and feels good to the touch.

The nose can smell the nice fragrance in its hair.

Like the smell of flowers in bloom in spring.

It's light, yet refreshing.

Lingpingan smelled it and felt very comfortable.

He likes this feeling.

Because he is human.

And he is a gentleman among mankind.

only……

He closed his eyes slightly.

who I am?

Where do I come from?

Where are you going?

After all, this ultimate question of mankind still inevitably arises in the bottom of my heart.

And these questions, he knows, he can know them as long as he takes off his glasses.

But he understood that now was not the time to think about these issues.

because……

He rubbed his eyes.

It's just a cheap pair of glasses without any special construction.

What really works is just a spiritual effect.

A pure act of consciousness.

Wearing eye sockets means that he thinks he still needs protection.

Letting go of your eyes means letting go of your guard.

But now, he is not strong enough.

At least not enough to face the truth.

Therefore, by holding his eyes, he was actually protecting himself.

It is also a form of hypnosis.

"Knowing too much is not good after all!"

He said and slowly closed his eyes.

The words written on the desk floated.

Drilled into the lenses of his eyes.

Also got into his eyes.

Some things began to be deliberately eliminated.

He still remembers and still understands.

But if you don't think about it, you won't be able to remember it.

So, when he opened his eyes again, the world became normal again.

He smiled and put his cat on the desk.

Then he looked at the clean rice paper.

Pick up the brush and write four words on the paper: It's rare to be confused!

"It's better to be a little confused!"

"If you are too smart, others will not be able to survive!" he said.

This is a fact!

This world, to him, is like a swaddling baby.

And he was too big.

A little force will tear the swaddle - once he realizes it.

So, it’s better to be confused.

Just pretend to be confused because you understand.

"I'd better find something to do now!" He said, "It's also a good way to distract myself!"

Even now, he is still thinking about these things.

So, he became smarter.

This is not good.

It's better to be a little stupid.

"Alas!" Thinking of this, he sighed again.

Because, he knew that when he realized this, he was actually a little smarter.

If he continues like this, he will become smarter and smarter.

Maybe, in an hour, he will be able to solve calculus.

At this time tomorrow, Goldbach's conjecture will be proven.

At this time the day after tomorrow, we can write down the grand unified laws of physics.

Academic masters are rising.

But the world will also be torn apart by the rise of this top student.

"How to do it?"

Lingpingan looked at his pet.

"I heard that falling in love can make people stupid?"

"Is this true?"

"How about I find someone and have a stupid relationship?"

"Who are you looking for?"

"no……"

"I'm a little smarter again!"

It's torture!

At this time, tuk tuk tuk!

There was a knock on the door.

Lingpingan stood up and straightened his appearance so as not to frighten the guests.

As for his pet, he lay obediently and docilely in his arms.

He walked to the door and opened it.

The Silla girl at the door was wearing a simple maid's uniform, with only a touch of blush on her face. Her apricot face and peach cheeks were like Qihua Yaocao, standing gracefully.

It's like a beauty from the south of the Yangtze River coming out of an ancient scroll.

Lingpingan blinked and made his pupils darker.

This is something he can control.

As a result, the girl in front of her instantly lost her color like a faded landscape painting.

This is much better.

"Miss Yin!" Lingpingan smiled: "You're here!"

Yin Mingxiu Yingying Yifu said: "Yes! The little girl wants to say hello to the young master!"

Lingpingan listened and immediately took a breath of cold air: "Hiss!"

Because he is so smart.

He was so smart that the Silla girl just opened her mouth and he understood everything instantly.

He even saw countless images.

Deliberations within and outside the Silla Kingdom.

Those unknown plans.

The calculations of those well-dressed big shots.

I also saw the sincere, sincere, and flawless pure heart of this Silla girl.

This is the price of being smart!

He sighed.

He felt that if this continued, Goldbach's conjecture might be proven this afternoon.

horrible!

"Who can make me stupid?" he thought.

Yin Mingxiu listened to the sigh of the young master in front of him.

She immediately panicked: "Young Master..."

Just as he was about to apologize, he saw the young master suddenly take a step forward.

Those bright and deep eyes, which seemed to contain countless wisdom and sparkled with infinite brilliance, looked straight at her.

It made her uneasy, made her breathing short, and made her feel like her mind and will had been deprived of her.

She trembled.

Trying hard to control myself.

but……

The young master suddenly stretched out his hand.

He gently held her chin as if by magic.

His hands were warm and strong.

Just touching her skin made her breathe quickly, her adrenaline surge rapidly, and her face immediately became hot and red.

Both ears felt like they were on fire.

"Stop talking!" Young Master whispered.

These words are magical and have endless charm.

Let Yin Mingxiu close her eyes willingly, and she gently bent her knees to facilitate the young master's favor.

This is something she looks forward to.

It's also something she strives for.

From the first day of education.

From the moment I knew the four words of world harmony.

She had already made up her mind to do this.

For the world, for the world.

I will try my best and remain determined!

But the grace of the young master has not come yet.

He just drags his chin.

Those eyes with infinite wisdom, as pure as those of a saint, looked straight at him.

Even with her eyes closed, Yin Mingxiu could feel the light of wisdom coming from those eyes, warming her body like the sun.

It made her feel like she was swimming in the Yalu River, being protected and cared for by the mother river of Silla.

Just like the warm spring breeze on the banks of the Han River, blowing in the rice fields on both sides.

It brings good luck, blessings and greetings.

"Master!" Yin Mingxiu shouted.

The sound is small but nice.

Even more with deep affection.

Just like a bowl of clear bird's nest sugar water, you can taste the sweet daughter's sweetness just by lowering your head.

but……

Lingpingan let go of the girl in front of him.

"I'm not stupid!"

Do you think you can become stupid if you fall in love?

Is it because the posture is wrong?

Lingpingan thought about it.

But he didn't dare to think about it any more.

Because he knew that if he figured out this problem.

Then, Goldbach's conjecture can be proved immediately.

The world may not even be able to see the sun tomorrow morning.

Therefore, he could only allow himself to be stupid on this issue.

"Face Hayate!"

At this time the phone rang.

He lowered his head, picked up the phone, and looked at the caller ID.

It's my aunt!

when the number appears on the phone screen.

Lingpingan was ecstatic.

Because, he found that his IQ dropped rapidly when he saw this number!

Just now, he was just one step away from solving calculus.

but now……

It has degenerated again and can only barely solve the higher element equations in the third grade of junior high school.

This is great!

He happily picked up the phone.

"Auntie, please let me be a little stupider!" he said sincerely.