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

Holding the white rabbit pendant, Lin Feng was stunned beside the bustling streets.

Everything around them seemed to be the same as before, the crowd watching their trap had dispersed, the passers-by in front of the booth came and went, the nearby shouts and laughter were endless, and the loud drums and gongs could be heard in the distance. There are also long and melodious operas coming from the stage on the two streets.

There is only one person missing in the empty seat beside him.

"Shi Chongyan?" Lin Feng looked around, then raised his voice and called again.

Still no one looked back, everyone on the street was wearing masks, Lin Feng thought he was very familiar with his figure, but he couldn't distinguish that person from the crowd.

"Boss," Lin Feng turned back and asked the boss who was at the booth just now, "May I ask if you have seen the person who was with me just now?"

The boss turned a deaf ear to him, and only called passers-by to visit his stall, as if he couldn't see Lin Feng at all.

"Boss!" Lin Feng was ignored, a little puzzled and anxious, "Why are you ignoring people?"

No matter what, Lin Feng put the white rabbit pendant into his sleeve, turned around and shouted: "Shi Chongyan!"

He walked towards the direction where Cai Shi Chongyan was standing just now, his eyes swept across the inhuman faces, and he saw no one anywhere he could see, and walked forward along the road, calling his name as he walked.

No one answered.

No one even reacted to his actions.

Lin Feng's footsteps of looking for people stopped slowly, and people on the street brushed past him one after another. He frowned slightly, belatedly finding out that something was wrong.

The yelling of the vendors, the laughter around, the sound of gongs and drums in the distance, and the tactful opera...these sounds were mixed together in a very lively place, but after listening for a long time, Lin Feng was horrified to find——

They keep repeating the same frequency.

Standing in the crowd, Lin Feng suddenly felt as cold as falling into an ice cave all over his body, and a thin layer of sweat climbed up his back.

The warm yellow lights from the sky are reflected on the faces of the ghosts coming and going, and the lights are weird. The eyes behind each mask are hidden in the dark, and they seem to be staring at him, like cold and cunning poisonous snakes.

Something is wrong here.

Lin Feng slowed down vigilantly, looked around, feeling a little flustered, and walked towards the direction of the city gate in his memory.

A pair of white boots suddenly stood still in front of Lin Feng.

"Shi Chongyan!" The life-saving straw fell from the sky, and Lin Feng shouted in surprise, "Where have you been, it's easy for me to find!"

Shi Chongyan didn't speak, and Lin Feng said to himself: "There's something wrong here, we'd better leave the city first... What's wrong with you?"

Lin Feng held Shi Chongyan's arm, but Shi Chongyan remained motionless as if he was fixed on the ground. Under Lin Feng's blank gaze, he raised his hand and slowly took off his mask.

Under the ghost face is a face that is too clean.

If there is no facial skin for the facial features, it can still be called "face".

Lin Feng was terrified, and flung away "Shi Chongyan"'s arm as if it was burning, but was caught by the other side's backhand, and was bound tightly like iron tongs, unable to move.

The noisy voices in the ears stopped abruptly, only scattered opera tunes floated from the distant stage, lingering and changing tunes in the cold air, like ghosts looking for their lives.

All the "people" on the street stopped at some point.

They turned their heads to look at Lin Feng from all directions, some even twisted into inhuman angles. They all raised their hands and slowly took off their masks.

Faces without facial features stared at Lin Feng, laughing from nowhere, and moved closer to Lin Feng little by little.

"Let go... let go!" Lin Feng's head exploded with a bang, and he tried his best to break free from the restraint of "Shi Chongyan" in front of him, "Let go! You are not Shi Chongyan, what are you? What monsters are you?! "

Lin Feng gritted his teeth anxiously, the mask loosened during the struggle, and fell to the ground with a "click", revealing a pale face from fright.

Seeing that he was about to be surrounded by this group of monsters, Lin Feng's fingers trembled slightly, recalling how Shi Chongyan led him to control the overly powerful mana, shouted, and suddenly made a formula.

He used the most common exorcism formula, and he didn't know how much mana he had absorbed. "Shi Chongyan" in front of him suddenly disappeared, and a short gap had already been opened.

All Devil's Day has become worthy of its name.

Lin Feng didn't have time to figure out what was going on, so he hurriedly ran towards the city gate, running so fast that the bright lights on both sides turned into a line of fluorescent lights.

Gloomy and weird laughter sounded like ghosts from all directions, other than that, Lin Feng could only hear his heart beating like a drum and his rapid panting while running.

"Shi Chongyan—!" Lin Feng hissed, and the only response to him was the intensifying and weird laughter, which was more and more tightly wrapped around his ears as if he was going to hang him.

Where did this big talker go at the critical moment? !

Fortunately, the city gate appeared not far away, and Lin Feng ran wildly.

Out of the city gate, as long as out of the city gate...

Wait, why do you think that as long as you leave the city gate, you will be fine?

Confused by his own thoughts, Lin Feng had already rushed out of the city gate, and suddenly a white light shone in front of his eyes.

He half-closed his eyes, and blocked his eyes with his backhand. The movement behind him was also blocked in another space at the moment of white light flashing, and fell into silence.

The strong white light gradually dimmed, and what I saw became clearer.

Lin Feng put down his hands and hung them by his side, staring blankly in place, his eyes slightly widened.

The eyes are filled with the vast autumn scenery in the mountains, and the fairy mist in the forest is pleasant, and it is difficult to see clearly from a distance.

Bursts of chirping replaced the strange laughter, everything in front of my eyes was so real, it seemed that everything was just an illusion.

Lin Feng stepped on stone steps.

He looked back subconsciously. Where was the city gate? Behind him were the stone steps that stretched down the mountain, while the stone steps in front of him meandered up the mountain road, leading directly to the majestic mountain gate.

The stone steps are covered with fallen leaves, and the penultimate step on the top is missing a corner. There is a huge ginkgo tree next to it. The tree is full of golden color, which is really beautiful. eat.

Lin Feng couldn't believe it.

He stood under the mountain gate, looked up at the three characters "Tianqing Mountain" written on the front of the gate, and pinched himself hard to move.

He dared not go forward.

He was afraid that this was a dream that would break at the touch of a button.

How could it be possible that he had gone through such a strange thing just now and appeared here after passing through a door?

But what if... what happened over there was just an absurd dream he had?

Perhaps, he had never been struck by lightning, and he had never turned into a demon king. He was just tired and sat under a tree to sleep.

If the master finds out that he is lazy, he will be punished to do more work.

A smile appeared on Lin Feng's face unconsciously.

He looked down, and saw that he was wearing a white Taoist uniform, which fit very well, and he didn't look like he had gone to a demon sect once.

That's right.

Lin Feng walked into the mountain gate.

When he returned to his room, the three senior brothers who lived with him were not there. His bed was still tidy as it was when he left, and even the books beside the bed were placed in familiar places.

He sat on the edge of the bed, caressed his hard bed board through the back of the cushion, and thought that this was right.

The previous ones were really dreams.

He looked at the time, it was time to go to sword practice on weekdays, so he quickly took the sword from the bed and walked outside the house.

When Fang left the yard, Lin Feng bumped into someone head-on. Lin Feng apologized hurriedly, but the other party was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Feng, why are you in such a hurry? Be careful that your master will scold you again after seeing him."

Brother Gu.

Lin Feng hadn't heard this familiar voice for a long time, he held his nose and raised his head, the moment he saw the face of the visitor, his nose was sour, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Gu Xuanzhi was stunned, and smiled, "Is it painful? Are you still crying like a child?"

"Senior Brother Gu..." Lin Feng's throat choked, and he called softly.

"Junior Brother Feng, if you have nothing to do, why don't you come and sit with me?" Gu Xuanzhi lifted the food box in his hand, "I just came back from Master, and my junior sister brought a lot of cakes for the old man. Give it all to me, let’s have a taste together?”

"Then I'll borrow from senior brother." Lin Feng touched his nose and replied with a smile.

The pastry was made by the little junior sister pestering the cook secretly. On weekdays, the senior brothers would always tease her if she had taken a fancy to someone's son and tried it with everyone.

Whoever dared to say that, the junior sister wiped his face with mud, and blushed when chasing and beating him, completely looking like a little girl whose thoughts were exposed.

Lin Feng sat in Gu Xuanzhi's yard, cleaned his hands with a handkerchief, picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, put it in his mouth, and praised: "Yes, my junior sister's craftsmanship has improved again."

Gu Xuanzhi brewed some tea, and said in a warm voice, "Drink some tea, don't choke, be careful not to burn it."

"Thank you, brother." Lin Feng thanked.

After eating a few pieces of pastries, Lin Feng drank hot tea, and his heart was filled with warmth.

Holding the exquisite teacup, he suddenly said: "Brother Gu, I... had a strange dream earlier."

"Huh?" Gu Xuanzhi turned his head sideways, "What dream?"

"Hmm...a very strange dream." Lin Feng's fingers unconsciously stroked the lines on the cup wall, "In the dream, I became another person... Brother, tell me, is it possible for a person to become another person?"

Gu Xuanzhi smiled softly: "Junior Brother Feng, how can the things in the dream be taken seriously?"

Yes, Lin Feng nodded.

How can a dream come true?

It's just a dream.

It was getting late, Lin Feng bid farewell to Gu Xuanzhi, Gu Xuanzhi took the oil paper to wrap the remaining pastry in it, handed it to Lin Feng and said: "You take it back and share it with the brothers, I don't like to eat it on weekdays It's a waste to put these around me."

"I won't be polite to senior brother." Lin Feng took it and put a small bag of pastries in his sleeve, "Senior brother, then I..."

With his hands in his sleeves, his movements froze suddenly, and the corners of his mouth froze on his face, half-moving.

He took out a porcelain white rabbit pendant.

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