Heavenly Thunder strikes me down, and I become a Disaster Demon Lord

The people on the stage wore masks and sang a tune that Lin Feng had never heard before with a weird singing voice.

The people in the audience also wore masks, and their eyes were raised behind the masks to look up at the stage. Children laughed and laughed, and adults cheered and clapped their hands from time to time.

Lin Feng had never seen an opera with a stage set up before. He mixed in the crowd to watch it, but felt that the babbling was inaccurate. After listening to it for a while, he realized that he was talking about some things about the ancestors of the demon race, and he was not very interested.

"Shall we go to the side?" Lin Feng said to Shi Chongyan beside him.

"Alright, it won't be too late to watch it when it's compiled into the deity." Everyone in the demon clan is familiar with these stories. Shi Chongyan can see them every year, and he gets tired of watching them. He nodded and turned away from the surrounding crowd.

"Will it be you?" Lin Feng followed behind and squeezed out, "What will be played?"

Acting like he spends his days in the classroom and doesn't know how to learn?Day after day, Yingge Yanwu is drunk, dreaming and dying?

"In a few days." Shi Chongyan's footsteps paused for a short moment, and then he walked in the opposite direction of the crowd, "Let them arrange the story of this deity killing the Quartet and unifying the Six Realms."

Lin Feng briefly recalled that there had never been such a dream in history, and he sneered: "People are all historical facts, and it becomes nonsense when it comes to you?"

"Shut up." Shi Chongyan said lightly, "How do you know it won't become a historical fact in the future?"

Lin Feng was startled: "You really..."

"Fake." Shi Chongyan said.

Lin Feng: "..." I knew how to use him for entertainment.

There are so many vendors on the street, Shi Chongyan stopped in front of a small wooden barrel with many goldfish swimming, turned his head and smiled at Lin Feng: "Little Taoist, do you want to go fishing?"

As soon as Lin Feng said "I don't want to", Shi Chongyan lifted up his clothes and sat down side by side with a fat boy next to him, and stretched out his hand to the boss: "Boss, fishing rod."

"Ten coins per bait," said the boss.

Shi Chongyan threw the purse on the desk, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Count it yourself."

Immediately after taking the fishing rod, Tangtang Mozun put on the bait himself, and sat side by side with a seven-year-old child, fishing for a few skinny red goldfish in a small wooden barrel together.

I don't know how those people on Luoyue Mountain will feel if they see their lord like this.

After a stick of incense, Lin Feng followed Shi Chongyan with two goldfish flicking their tails in a small porcelain basin, and said silently, "[-] coins for a porcelain basin...why don't you grab it?"

Shi Chongyan misunderstood his meaning: "Steal? This deity is not short of this little money, how could it be possible to rob things on the Demon Festival?"

Lin Feng was too lazy to speak again, and only sighed.

"Do you like this goldfish? You can keep it on the desk when you go back. It's also good to play with the fish when you have nothing to do. Maybe you can give birth to a few small fish." Shi Chongyan saw a group of people in front of him again, "There will be a lot of fun at the celebration , why are you lifeless, go and play archery with this deity!"

"Hey - fish!"

Lin Feng was pulled by him with one hand, and he had to carry the fish with the other. He watched in horror as the two touches of red in the porcelain basin swayed with the water waves, and the fish almost swayed out with the water several times.

There was a circle of people around the archery booth, Shi Chongyan pushed aside the crowd and went in, only to hear the boss say: "One arrow costs ten coins, if you hit ten arrows, you get a pot of Sophora japonica wine, and if you hit nine arrows, you get..."

"It's a pity that I can't drink wine now." Shi Chongyan regretted, "Little Taoist priest, wait for this deity to win you a pot of wine and come back!"

Lin Feng didn't want to drink like him, and stood behind with the fish in his arms: "I can't stand it, drink it yourself."

Shi Chongyan was in a good mood, he laughed and threw a hundred coins to the boss, rolled up his sleeves and drew his bow.

call out--

The thing to be shot was a row of fruit half the size of a fist placed on the cabinet. The first arrow shot down one of them, and everyone around them applauded.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

With two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight arrows in succession, the arrows did not miss, and when the ninth arrow hit the string, the noise of the crowd of onlookers gradually died down, and they did not dare to vent their spirits.

Shi Chongyan stopped for a while at this time, and when he drew the bowstring, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Lin Feng's eyes under the mask impartially, with a smile in his eyes.

Lin Feng's heart tightened because of his distraction, but he let go of his hand without looking at it, the arrow shot out, and another fruit fell to the ground.

Shi Chongyan flirted coquettishly with his bow in his arms, and the others applauded.

Lin Feng rolled his eyes up, thinking that he really is a flower peacock.

The tenth fruit had already left the string before everyone could react, and the last fruit also bounced on the wall and fell to the ground.

After Shi Chongyan got the wine, the people watching the excitement gradually dispersed. He sniffed it in Kaifeng, only to feel that the fragrance filled his nose, and he wanted to raise his head and take a few sips.

Lin Feng coughed lightly: "I'll take the wine."

Shi Chongyan stared at him dissatisfied: "There is no one in this world who can control my drinking."

Having said that, he thought he couldn't drink alcohol in his current body, so he sealed the wine jar back and handed it to Lin Feng.

When he was leaving, the boss called behind him and asked, "I don't know where the young man is, can you leave a name?"

Shi Chongyan rolled his eyeballs, and said with a smile, "I'm next to Lin Feng."

The fish and wine in Lin Feng's hands almost fell to the ground.

Said he brought Lin Feng to watch the ceremony, but Shi Chongyan himself had a great time.

He was a little surprised: "Little Taoist, isn't it fun to celebrate?"

Lin Feng shook his head: "It's very lively."

"Then why don't you participate?" Shi Chongyan caught a glimpse of the fish and wine in his hands, took the pot of wine without any explanation, and said, "I'll hold it for you, see if there is anything you want to play with?"

Lin Feng's eyes fell on the stall not far away.

He had just passed by this stall three times, and he had been fascinated by the pendant of a snow-white rabbit on the ground for a long time.

"Oh?" Shi Chongyan saw the booth, pulled him over, pushed through the crowd and asked, "Which one do you like?"

"That..." Lin Feng pointed slowly.

Shi Chongyan looked in the direction he was pointing, and said with a laugh: "Rabbit? Hahahahahaha, you just said you don't want rabbits, so you were shy?"

"Who wants to make that candy!" Lin Feng's ears burned from his laughter, and he spread his hands, "Give me the money!"

Shi Chongyan was still smirking, but reached out and took out a hundred coins and handed it to the boss: "Ten laps first."

Lin Feng snorted, feeling that Shi Chongyan was underestimating him, how could he use ten?

However, after a cup of tea, all ten circles were used up, scattered all over the ground, and two of them got caught in other gadgets, but the snow-white rabbit was still looking at him innocently in the center. .

Lin Feng clenched his fists and looked towards Shi Chongyan, with eyes full of words: Give money.

Shi Chongyan laughed and threw the money bag to the boss, stepped forward, circled Lin Feng from behind, took his hand and said, "You have to do this..."

Lin Feng was uncomfortable being circled by him, but he saw that the circle fell steadily from his hand on a small hairpin that Shi Chongyan was aiming at.

"Oh, Feng'er got a hairpin." Shi Chongyan chuckled in his ear, "I wonder which girl I want to give it to?"

"Don't call me that! Don't talk nonsense!" Lin Feng's neck was hot, and his arms were thrown back.

Shi Chongyan smiled and avoided: "I have already taught what should be taught, and then it is up to you."

Lin Feng pursed his lips in this kind of mopping-up teaching method, noncommittal.

He put the hairpin handed by the boss into his sleeve, turned back again, aimed at the porcelain white rabbit, and with a slight force on his wrist, he sent the hairpin forward—it was crooked.

Lin Feng clicked his tongue and picked it up again.

This was repeated three or five times, and the last circle was thrown out. After rolling half a circle around the white rabbit, he fell towards the white rabbit in Lin Feng's expectation, and the white rabbit pendant was just encircled in it.

"I won!" Lin Feng cheered, and the boss handed the pendant to him with a smile: "Congratulations, young master, you got your wish."

"Thank you!" Lin Feng took it with great care. The pendant was not made of any precious materials, but it was exquisite and tight. The snow-white rabbit lay down in a ball and looked at him innocently, which was very pitiful.

He turned around with the pendant in his hand and said, "Shi Chongyan, look..."

With a half-smile under the mask, Lin Feng suddenly fell silent.

In the original place, the familiar figure has disappeared. Looking around, the whole street is full of people wearing ghost masks, and it is difficult to tell who is who.

The author has something to say: The author took a pen and shouted: I am going to make trouble——

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