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

Lin Feng thought about it, and Shi Chongyan was right, it was really inappropriate to leave a girl's family in a dilapidated house in the wilderness.

What's more, if Ruogu Xuanzhi and the others chased after them, seeing Yaohua fainted in the barrier alone, they must know that she had seen them.

He went back into the house and recited Yaohua: "Let's go, find a town."

"Hmm." Shi Chongyan watched with his hands behind his back, "I hope people don't report to the government as a trafficker who abducts girls."

Lin Feng gave him a white look.

Where is so much nonsense.

Yu Jian left the barren mountains, halfway Yaohua snorted, lay on Lin Feng's back and was about to wake up, Xueyan's eyes were sharp and he slapped her palm quickly, Yaohua's neck that had just been raised softened and drooped again.

"I'm really going to be stupid this time." Shi Chongyan sighed.

Lin Feng didn't care whether she was stupid or not, and finally saw a town at the foot of the mountain in the distance, slowly falling down.

The town was bustling, and the market smelled smoky, a few people randomly found an inn, wanted to come to the guest room, and carried the person back in under Xiaoer's slightly scrutinizing eyes.

Yaohua was placed in a warm bed with warm incense burning in the room. Lin Feng was a little sensitive to incense recently, so he raised his hand and extinguished the smoking incense burner.

The little junior sister was still frowning in her sleep, and her fingers were clenched by her side, as if she was holding something important.

Lin Feng stretched out his index finger and slowly rubbed away the wrinkles between her brows.

"Children should be careless." He said softly, "Brother is gone, take care of yourself."

Exit the door, set up a barrier, and the three turned around and left.

"Where are you going?" Shi Chongyan asked.

"Go catch a lonely ghost." Lin Feng imitated Shi Chongyan's casual tone before, "Ask for the location of Cangwu Mountain."

Lonely ghosts are easy to say, and they are not something that you can just bump into on the road.

If you catch a new dead one, you may not know what kind of ghost doctor or Cangwushan, you have to catch an old ghost.

In order to prevent Yaohua from waking up quickly, the three of them moved to another city.

"Hey, this little brother." Shi Chongyan walked on the street and grabbed someone casually, "Where is the mass grave here?"

"Huh?" The man was startled during the day, "Ruan, mass grave?"

"Well," Shi Chongyan raised his voice at the end, "mass burial mounds, mass graves, in short, where are the haunted places?"

Before Lu could find out why, the people caught by him were almost scared to death.

"I, everyone here is buried properly, no, there is no such place as you mentioned..."

Usually, those who are happy will not stay in the world for long after they die. If they are useless, they have to find someone who died violently and has resentment and no owner.

"Is there any massacre of dismemberment? Or have you heard of ghosts somewhere?"

"I, I don't know." The man took two steps back and turned around to leave, "Go to the yamen to find out about this, how would I know, don't make trouble for me when the sky is bright!"

Shi Chongyan: "Hey——"

Lin Feng stopped him: "Let's change someone else, how can you ask so hard?"

Xueyan came back from the street smiling with a paper bag of shortbread.

"Would you like something? It's just out of the oven, it's delicious." He handed the paper bag to Lin Feng, "Master Daoist, you haven't eaten for almost two days."

People who have passed the valley do not need to eat every day, but at this moment, smelling the smell, Lin Feng is also hungry.

He thanked him for taking it, Xueyan said with a smile: "You're welcome. By the way, I asked if there is a haunted place."

"Where?" Lin Feng asked.

Xueyan held a shortbread in his mouth: "Ten miles out of the city and up the mountain, there is a ruined temple on the mountainside, and the temple is haunted by ghosts."

"How do you know?" Shi Chongyan felt uncomfortable that he was not as good as a little demon.

"The little brother who sells shortbread told me." Xueyan said, smiling and beckoning to the side.

Following his line of sight, the young guy in the pastry shop was looking at him with one hand resting on his chin, and he was also greeting him with the other hand.

Shi Chongyan said: "As for what, do you still use charms to ask the way?"

"You can use it if you are not convinced?" Xueyan retorted, and handed a shortbread to Lin Feng's hand as if to flatter her, "This one has a different filling from the one just now."

Lin Feng: "No need..."

Before he finished speaking, Shi Chongyan snatched the shortbread from him, and snatched the paper bag from Xueyan's hand: "Are you still proud of the things you bought with my money?"

"You..." Xueyan wanted to snatch it, but couldn't, "A few days ago, you ate and slept every day, so what's wrong with using some of your money!"

"Don't talk nonsense." Shi Chongyan looked at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's intuition was wrong, and sure enough, his next sentence was: "Is it possible to shout out on the street that I slept with your Taoist priest?"

"You..." Xueyan's eyes widened, "I didn't say that!"

Passers-by around slowed down and looked sideways frequently.

Lin Feng's face was on fire, and he couldn't bear to lose this man in front of everyone, so he dragged him out of the city with one hand.

People from the top to bottom of the Six Realms may not believe it. The Demon Lord, who is full of evil deterrents, will quarrel with a fox demon because of a bag of shortbread.

It's not right, the essence of this matter is not the shortbread, but the little fox demon asked the way out, but he failed.

But in the final analysis, there are still two words: childish.

In this regard, Lin Feng was convinced.

One person had no choice but to go out of the city for ten miles noisily, and went up the mountain.

Perhaps it was quiet in the mountains, they stopped arguing, and a bag of shortbread was spared no effort to carve up during the quarrel.

"This deity is thirsty." Lord Mozun said.

After using so much saliva and eating so much bread, it's no wonder I'm not thirsty.

"There's no water here." Lin Feng didn't bother to talk to him, "Be patient."

Shi Chongyan folded his arms and sighed: "Yesterday I was waiting on the bedside to take care of you, and today a little junior sister came to tell you her heart and turned her face away, hey~"

Lin Feng: "..."

"I only hear the newcomers laughing, but I don't hear the old ones crying. It's unfeeling..."

Set up a stage for him and he even acted on it.

"If you want to retire one day," Lin Feng said, "you might as well start a theater troupe."

"I'm singing an opera and you're a storyteller?" Shi Chongyan nodded, "It's not bad."

"What about me?" Xueyan asked.

"You?" Shi Chongyan thought about it very casually, "Bring tea and water to run errands."

Xueyan said contemptuously: "It's better to go back and inherit the painting boat."

As we spoke, we arrived halfway up the mountain.

At first, Lin Feng almost didn't find any haunted ruined temples. It wasn't until he walked through the forest and pulled leaves that he saw the dilapidated temples under the cover of overgrown weeds.

A very small temple, with a courtyard and a room.

The courtyard wall is covered with dead vines, and is covered by dead trees around, and a crooked plaque can be faintly seen on the gate with half of the door missing.

It really is perfect for haunting.

"What... Temple?" Xueyan tilted her head for a long time but couldn't make out the words. "This place is eerie, so weird."

"Two demons and one demon, what are you afraid of?" Shi Chongyan pushed open the other half of the hanging door with a palm, "Besides, we are the ones who are here to make trouble."

That half of the door blocked the wind and rain but not the palm, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

I don't know where the ghost in the temple is, anyway, Lin Feng mourns for him first.

Shi Chongyan broke into the temple with the momentum of breaking the ground.

Stepping through the overgrown yard, the door of the temple is wide open, and directly opposite the door is a dilapidated but still majestic Buddha statue.

The Buddha statue overlooks the three people from a high place, sitting on a lotus, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

Shi Chongyan looked up at the Buddha statue with a very disrespectful gaze, and commented: "It's really broken."

A shrill voice said: "Presumptuous!"

Xueyan shrank behind Lin Feng: "Who is talking? Who was talking just now?"

Lin Feng looked around, but couldn't find anything to speak to.

Several people focused their eyes on the cracked face of the Buddha statue in front of them.

"It's you talking?" Shi Chongyan raised his chin.

"That's right." The voice came from the Buddha statue, "Who are you, who won't kneel down when you see a Bodhisattva?"

Shi Chongyan laughed disdainfully: "Which Bodhisattva have you ever seen begging someone to kneel down?"

"Forget it." The voice continued, "As long as you give up all your money, I won't hold you accountable for your disrespect."

Shi Chongyan: "Oh."

"..." The voice stopped for a while, a little annoyed, "Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid of death." Shi Chongyan said.

"That's not..."

"Come here, come here." Shi Chongyan said, taking out something from his bosom, "Come here, come here, here it is - for you!"

He sent it out with two fingers, and a yellow talisman slapped on the chest of the Buddha statue.

The black air neighed and screamed for a while, and a ball of something was pushed out from the Buddha statue, rolled down the desk, and fell at Shi Chongyan's feet.

"Hey," Shi Chongyan stepped on it, making it impossible to lift it up, "I just gave you a talisman, why do you do this great gift, come, come, flatten your body."

The feet are stepped on even harder.

That thing looked like a child, lying on the ground and being trampled on its back to its chest.

"Who are you!" He danced and struggled, "How dare you act wildly on my territory! Let me go!"

Lin Feng raised his hand and trapped the entire temple in a barrier: "He can't run away, let go and ask."

Shi Chongyan raised his foot.

The child jumped up and ran, because he was a ghost, he could fly away from the ground.

After that, it hit the barrier so painfully that green smoke came out.

"Ahhh..." He held his nose and cried, "You guys, are you Taoists? I didn't steal or rob you, my lord. You can't accept me!"

Xue Yan looked at him closely: "You little thing was talking just now? Even daring to attach to a Buddha statue, these little ghosts are really arrogant."

"It's none of your business!" the kid said violently, "sissy!"

Xue Yan rolled up her sleeves with her fists clenched.

"I'll ask you a question, and I'll let you go if I answer it." Lin Feng stopped Xueyan, and squatted down. He was at the same level as the kid.

The little ghost was sitting on the ground, You Yougui's eyes were full of vigilance: "What are you asking?"

"How long have you been dead?" Lin Feng asked.

Killing and punishing one's heart is nothing more than that, the kid reluctantly replied: "...Three years."

Three years is considered an old ghost.

"Do you know where the ghost doctor is?" Lin Feng asked again.

Hearing this, the kid rolled his eyes and slowly smiled.

"I know. I have been a ghost for three years. I have dealt with so many ghosts. Of course I know where the ghost doctor is." The little ghost said triumphantly, "Why, do you want to know where it is?"

"Where is it?" Lin Feng asked.

The little ghost raised his head: "It's not impossible to tell you. If you do something for me, I'll tell you."

Lin Feng has a good temper, but Shi Chongyan is not one to negotiate terms.

He drew his sword and said: "The little wild ghost is still kicking his nose in the face, let's not talk about it, wait for the deity to destroy him first..."

The three-foot green blade flashed a gloomy cold light, and Shi Chongyan approached like an evil spirit. The little ghost, who was still proud of himself a moment ago, was terrified, and retreated to the door frame with his calf.

"wait……"

"I don't have time to wait."

"I I I..."

"I, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, if I were you, I'd say it quickly, isn't it good to be alive?"

"But I'm dead!" the kid yelled.

The long sword came with a fierce wind.

The kid suddenly closed his eyes: "I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-say!"

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