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

In the evening, some scattered snow fell on the mountain again, and the cleared mountain road was covered with a layer of velvet white again.

Shi Chongyan came back from the snow, his hair was covered with flakes of snow, and as soon as he entered the room, it was melted into water droplets by the temperature in the room, and the stars shone in his hair.

He brushed off his sleeves, and found him at the table where Lin Feng always stayed, put his left hand into his right sleeve, took out something and said, "Today I..."

"Where did you go today?" Lin Feng raised his head and asked.

His tone and demeanor were a little different from usual, Shi Chongyan paused for a moment, only to realize that Lin Feng was not reading as usual, but was staring at a cup of herbal tea and staring at the table in a daze.

Shi Chongyan joked: "Do you feel that your tone is like scolding your husband's wife?"

"I'm telling you the truth." Lin Feng's eyebrows were not relaxed, "Brother Gu has been looking for you for a long time but has not found you. Where did you go?"

Shi Chongyan didn't answer and asked instead: "What did he ask me for?"

"Master is looking for you." Lin Feng said, "They found out that people in that village died unexpectedly, and they came to ask you for questioning."

"It took me so long to find out that it's powerful enough." Shi Chongyan sneered, "And then?"

"Then," Lin Feng bent his knuckles on the table, "I'm going."

"I told Master the truth."

Shi Chongyan stared at Lin Feng, the smile on his lips disappeared.

Several hours ago, Lin Qingfeng.

After being brought to Lin Qingfeng, Lin Feng felt a little relieved.

That was where the master lived, and since he was not taken to the Sanqing Hall, where he was usually interviewed on a formal occasion, it meant that the master was only questioning him privately.

People's hearts are biased, so the master is naturally partial to the disciples, temporarily suppressing the matter, and never said it to the outside world.

"Master Uncle." Gu Xuanzhi saluted outside, "I didn't find Junior Brother Feng, but Mr. Meng Yan, who was traveling with Junior Brother Feng, came here voluntarily, and he has arrived."

After a while, Master Hongyun said inside the door: "Come in."

"Yes."

The familiar door opened in front of him, and Lin Feng was in a trance for a while.

Gu Xuanzhi stayed outside the door, and Lin Feng stepped in carefully, saying: "Meng Yan, junior, you are bothering me a lot."

Daoist Hongyun stood in the room with his hands behind his back, his dust whisk was placed on the table beside him, and beside the table was a cup of tea with only residual leaves.

"Mr. Meng." Daoist Hongyun said.

"Senior, just call me Meng Yan." Lin Feng said hastily.

"Okay, Meng Yan." Daoist Hongyun motioned Lin Feng to sit down, and he himself sat next to him, as if having a normal conversation, "How did you and my disciple Lin Feng know each other, tell me about it?"

Subconsciously, Lin Feng picked up the teapot on the table and poured tea for his master. He wondered why he asked this again, put down the pot and repeated his previous remarks.

"Yeah." Master Hong Yun nodded, "Exactly word for word, good memorization."

Lin Feng was startled suddenly.

Master Hongyun smiled but said, "Feng'er, your memory is as good as ever."

Lin Feng knelt down with a plop.

"Master, Master..." He was in shock, but he was relieved to let go of the disguise, and his voice trembled, "You, how did you see it?"

"From the moment you entered the door." Master Hongyun didn't make him stand up, and sipped his tea, "The moment I poured tea with you."

"Your mask is very well made. If it is not made by magic, it will not be broken. No one will be able to see the clue."

"But Feng'er, a person's appearance may be changed, but there are some things that cannot be changed no matter what."

"You are an apprentice who was brought up by the teacher since childhood. If you can hide it from the teacher for a while, can you still hide it forever?"

Lin Feng was afraid, warm and bitter in his heart, all kinds of emotions turned into a sour nose and red eyes.

He raised his head and whispered, "Master..."

"The one who is easy to look like you," Master Hongyun said with a serious expression, "Who is it?"

"He, he is not trying to be my face, he, he is..."

Suddenly being seen through, Lin Feng and Shi Chongyan hadn't formulated a response in advance, so Lin Feng could only say: "He is me."

Master Hongyun frowned: "What do you mean?"

"...Me too." Lin Feng closed his eyes and said again.

Lin Feng knelt on the ground, and talked seven points about the soul change, except that he did not mention the fact that Shi Chongyan was a Demon Lord, and only said that he is really a wandering casual cultivator.

He didn't dare to bet on what choice Master would make if he knew his identity.

Either way, it's bound to be a mess.

"Meng Yan suspects that our soul-changing is done deliberately." Lin Feng said, "The enemy is dark and we are clear, and we don't know the other party's intentions, so we will investigate the other party and try to get it back."

"Even so, why don't you ask for help from your master?" Daoist Hong Yun asked with a serious face, "As a teacher, I teach you to be so reckless?"

"Just because..." Lin Feng's eyes fell on the cracks in the bricks on the ground, "This is about the village that is said to be haunted by goblins, but in fact, there are demons who turned the whole village into corpse puppets. Get ready, please enter the urn."

Master Hongyun said in a deep voice, "Sure enough."

"Meng Yan and I tried our best to kill the evil spirit, but before she died, she said a word."

"She said: 'Tianqingshan, it's an interesting place'."

It was an ordinary sentence, but it was gruesomely uttered by the demon before his death, which made people feel creepy for no reason.

"Because of this sentence, we agreed to go back to the mountain to investigate, but we didn't dare to reveal our identities." Lin Feng calmed down, and said lightly, "Meng Yan doesn't trust Tianqing Mountain."

"The fact that I didn't tell the truth about the village is also because of...waiting for the rabbit."

"I'm sorry, Master." Lin Feng bowed his head, "Even Master lied to me, this is my disciple's treason, and this disciple knows his mistake."

Master Hongyun looked at him from above for a long time, then sighed and said, "Get up first."

"Thank you, Master." Lin Feng stood up.

After his identity was found out, Lin Feng suddenly found support.

"Master," he simply asked, "Have you ever heard about the soul change?"

Daoist Hongyun thought about it: "It's rare, but I can't say why I am a teacher for a while, I have to investigate."

Lin Feng hurriedly thanked him, and explained the Lihunxiang that he discovered today to his master, and finally said: "Master, if possible, don't let other people know about it for now."

Master Hongyun did not want to believe that there was a problem with Tianqing Mountain, and neither did Lin Feng.

However, the words of the evil spirit are still lingering in my ears, lingering endlessly like a dead soul.

People's hearts are unpredictable, and the world is impermanent. Master Hongyun has lived for many years, so he naturally knows the truth.

He thought for a moment and nodded.

Lin Feng said good-bye to Master and went back to the inn.

After going back, he was uncharacteristically, neither picked up a book to read nor drank tea, and seemed a little absent-minded.

As the sky darkened, Shi Chongyan did not return for a long time.

Today's matter is all in one place, although I have removed the disguise in front of the master, I feel a little uneasy in my heart.

When Shi Chongyan came back, what he saw was Lin Feng who was full of worries and frowning.

I was worried for a day, but the other party was free. Lin Feng was unhappy, so he asked him where he was going.

When Shi Chongyan learned that Lin Feng had told the truth in front of his master, he was almost angry, and the atmosphere made Xue Yan furious for a while.

Lin Feng was angry in his heart, but he deliberately spoke vaguely. When Shi Chongyan looked cold, he hummed: "I didn't say everything, don't worry. Otherwise, you should be tied up and sent to Sanqing Palace right now when you just entered the mountain gate Lost."

"That's really a thank you for not killing me?" Shi Chongyan threw the small package out of his sleeve on the table.

Lin Feng glanced at it: "Are you angry?"

He said bluntly: "I couldn't find you at a critical moment, and I was also very angry this afternoon."

Shi Chongyan laughed flatly, poured himself a cup of tea but found it was cold, raised his hand to drop the cup.

Today Lin Feng also had the guts of a bear, glared at him and said, "How dare you?"

The bottom of the porcelain cup collided with the table crisply, and Shi Chongyan asked in a subdued voice, "Why didn't you talk to that old man without talking to me?"

"That's my master, pay attention to your words." Lin Feng did not back down at all, "If there is only one person on this mountain who can be trusted, that is the master. Besides, I didn't want to say it, but he saw through it."

Shi Chongyan was surprised: "Then... your master is so powerful?"

After thinking for a while, he said: "That's right, you should recognize the one you raised by yourself even if it turns into ashes."

Lin Feng rolled his eyes and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

The two sat facing each other, neither said a word, the snowy words on the bottom of the table quietly crawled out against the ground, but Shi Chongyan lifted him up on his belly.

Shi Chongyan put him on his lap, casually stroked his white hair, Xue Yan was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

After a long time, Lin Feng pulled out the "Wan Xiang Ji" that had been stuffed earlier from under a stack of books, opened it, and pushed it in front of Shi Chongyan.

Shi Chongyan only glanced at him, his expression changed slightly.

"Master said he would help me to find out about the soul change." Lin Feng said, "Do you still remember the person who used incense to lure us into the illusion at the inn?"

Shi Chongyan said: "Of course I remember."

"If our soul change is also related to the Fragrance Control Technique." Lin Feng pointed at the table, "The person that time may be the one who harmed us."

Shi Chongyan stared at the page, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up with evil intentions.

He casually threw Xueyan aside and said, "Go, boil a pot of water."

Xueyan rolled around on the ground and turned into a human form, rubbing his arms coquettishly: "It hurts, it hurts to boil the water, it's so fierce."

He picked up the water bottle and left while muttering: "I have been with the Taoist priest for so long, why can't I learn to be gentle, you deserve it..."

"I heard it." Shi Chongyan said.

Xue Yan walked away quickly, Lin Feng took the book back from Shi Chongyan, and continued to read: "So where did you go today?"

Shi Chongyan leaned back on his chair with a sword and a golden horse, and said angrily, "The brothel!"

As soon as these words came out, the air that had just been lively became stagnant again.

Lin Feng raised his head from the book, at first he didn't say a word, then he closed the page, then turned to search in the cupboard.

Shi Chongyan looked at his back and asked strangely, "What are you doing?"

Lin Feng finally found something, turned around, the blade in his hand flashed coldly, and said word by word: "Si, Gong."

Shi Chongyan opened his mouth slightly: "..."

Thinking back to the last time in Hongluan Tower——

Lin Feng found him in the wing room: "If you do this again, I will..."

At that time, Shi Chongyan asked half expectantly and half curiously: "How are you doing?"

Lin Feng gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I, just, from, Gong."

"Okay, okay, I lost, I made a mistake, the young man is merciful." Shi Chongyan said submissively, "I lied to you, I didn't go to the brothel."

Lin Feng sheathed the dagger in his hand: "Really?"

"Really." Shi Chongyan opened the small package that he had thrown on the table earlier, "I went down the mountain for a stroll and went with Lin Song. Here, I brought this for you."

"What is this?" Lin Feng asked curiously.

The wooden tray held a milky white round thing, looked carefully, it was actually made in the shape of a rabbit.

"I think those little girls like the new stuff from the pastry shop at the foot of the mountain." Shi Chongyan handed him a wooden spoon, "It is said to be made of milk, but the craftsmanship is pretty good, try it?"

While Lin Feng muttered "coax me like a little girl", he honestly took the wooden spoon and severed the cow's milk rabbit's head without mercy.

"How?" Shi Chongyan asked.

"Fair." Lin Feng answered with a spoon in his mouth.

The sweet but not greasy milk taste spreads in the mouth, it is a bit cold to eat in winter, but it is also refreshing.

For the sake of remembering to bring him something when going down the mountain, let's not bother with him for now.

The author has something to say: Thank you for watching~

Thanks for the landmine of a big Maine Coon cat~☆