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

It was noon, and although the weather was cold, there was still an endless stream of people coming and going in the city.

"Turn left at the biscuit shop ahead, yes..."

"The place with the latrine is to the west."

"Turn right at the entrance of the Tangshui shop. After turning in, did you see the pile of garbage? Yes, go left there."

Lin Feng couldn't bear the way this little ghost memorized his way, so he couldn't help asking: "You remember so clearly, how could you get lost?"

"Who told you that I was lost?" the kid muttered, "Hey, no one here used to sell candied haws..."

Just as Lin Feng was about to tell him that the candied haws sellers were all in the streets and alleys where there was a fixed place, the kid suddenly whimpered in his head.

"What's wrong?" Lin Feng looked around.

"Woo..." The kid followed him with his eyes and said, "Go to the right...my house is here."

Lin Feng stepped forward and knocked on the door.

No one answered, presumably the little devil's mother is still burning incense and worshiping Buddha outside, and has never returned home.

"Then let's stay here first..."

Before he finished speaking, the door lock opened by itself.

The kid was startled: "What's going on?"

Lin Feng didn't do anything, he knew it was done by someone in the dark.

He smiled, pushed the door open and said, "Maybe it's haunted."

Kid:? ? ?

Isn't he a ghost?

The ghost on the treetop in the dark snorted, and with great force, he plucked off a layer of the fox's fluff.

There is a room inside the door, which simply separates the bed from other places, which is very simple.

The stove is cold, and the little devil's mother is obviously not eating at home.

"How many temples are there around here?" Lin Feng asked the kid.

The little ghost replied, "Maybe four or five, big and small."

Four or five, that shouldn't be too long.

Lin Feng sat down on the low wooden stool: "Just wait."

He looked left and right at the impoverished house.

There is a bed in the innermost corner. The bed is covered with a thick mattress. It looks quite warm, but it is mended with various pieces of cloth. It seems that it has been used for many years.

There was a pile of simple firewood, rice, oil and salt beside the stove, a table beside the low stool where Lin Feng was sitting, and a wooden cabinet in the corner.

In addition, there is no extra furniture in the house.

There was a basket of things for needlework on the table, and when I opened the basket, there was still a half-stitched dress inside.

Guess it's the kid's fucking job.

Lin Feng stared at the clothes, slightly lost in thought.

If his mother was alive, would she also mend clothes for him?

It should be.

The little ghost was dissatisfied with him sitting still, and asked: "I want to lie on the bed for a while."

No matter where to stay, Lin Feng sat down on the bed as he said.

The bed is a bit small, and it can only accommodate one adult, and it can barely make ends meet if you bring a child to sleep.

Lin Feng suddenly realized something: "Where is your father?"

"Dead." The kid replied, "Mother said he was drowned by a capsized boat across the river. I haven't seen him before."

Lin Feng couldn't hear any sadness from his mouth, but he still wanted to say something, so he said, "I don't have a father either. Not only that, I don't even remember my mother."

The little ghost is old-fashioned: "You don't need to comfort me like this."

It's really a big kid.

Lin Feng was lying on the narrow bed in the posture of a child, maybe he was too bored, but he was really tired, so he fell asleep drowsily wrapped in a slightly damp quilt.

Still woken up by the kid in his head.

When he woke up and couldn't see anything, he was hugged by a trembling person and hugged him tightly, almost out of breath.

"Dou'er——Dou'er!!!" The person who seemed to be strangling him to death cried out excitedly in his ear.

Lin Feng recognized a woman's voice, and the kid used his mouth to cry again: "Mother! Mother—!"

That's enough, a heart-warming meeting of close relatives, Lin Feng felt that he was caught in the middle of the mother and son, and felt a little embarrassed that he had nowhere to rest.

Amidst the noise, he thought, so this kid's name is Dou'er.

Dou'er's mother thought she had just entered the house, and she was still full of bleak chills.

She hugged her and cried, and then looked her son up and down, her eyes were red.

"Grow up, grow up..." she murmured, big tears streaked across the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he slapped Lin Feng on the shoulder: "Damn boy, where have you been these past few years! Do you know that mother is looking for you everywhere, huh?"

Lin Feng was still in pain from the beating.

Douer whimpered and said nothing, just watched her mother cry.

To grow up with three characters is already a luxury for him.

Since that day three years ago, he has remained in that state forever.

"I didn't go anywhere." After crying enough, Dou'er forced out a smile, "Mother, I found an immortal to cultivate an immortal, and I will say goodbye to you this time."

Lin Feng was taken aback for a moment, never thinking that the kid would have this trick.

The woman was also surprised: "Dou'er, what are you talking about? What kind of fairy, you just came back, why are you saying goodbye?"

"Please, Daoist." Dou'er said to Lin Feng in his mind.

Lin Feng sighed slightly in his heart.

He raised an innocent smile towards the woman: "Mother, I am also half a fairy now, look~"

After saying that, Lin Feng pointed to the stove and lit the firewood inside.

The woman fell down in fright, but Lin Feng hurriedly supported her.

"When I come back, I just want to tell you not to look for me again." Dou'er said, "I'm going to the fairy world soon. After I become a great fairy, I will take my mother to the sky, okay? "

The woman stared at him blankly, as if she didn't recognize him, then turned her head and stared at the stove for a while.

There were leftover dishes in the pot, and they were already smelling like rice after being so hot.

"This child, what nonsense are you talking about?" The woman touched Lin Feng's shoulder, "It's too little, I wear so little today, is it cold? Mom, go get you clothes."

Lin Feng was not sad, but his nose was sour.

He moved his hand disobediently, and he grabbed the woman's sleeve.

Douer used his mouth to call: "Mother..."

His voice was choked, he paused for a moment, and then said again: "Mom, I'm not cold, I'm hungry."

He raised a smiling face at the woman; "I want to eat the rice cooked by my mother."

Douer's mother was nimble, and Lin Feng sat at the table and watched her work non-stop. After a while, a few simple dishes were served on the table.

"You child, when you came back suddenly, mother didn't prepare your favorite food." The woman brought a plate of fried pork, "Have you suffered so much outside these years?"

Lin Feng felt that since just now, the tip of his nose is like eating ten limes, and tears can come out at any time.

Douer ordered Lin Feng to eat this and that, and at the same time talked through his mouth, making Lin Feng very busy.

"No." He said, "I'm cultivating immortality, I'm a little immortal now, who dares to bully me?"

"It was said to be half of it just now, but now it is a little fairy?" The woman wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, "Eat slowly, mother will serve you a bowl of soup."

"Ok!"

As soon as the woman turned around, Lin Feng's eyes were blurred.

He hurriedly raised his sleeve to wipe away the tears that didn't belong to him, and Dou'er was holding back his tears, hiccupping.

The soup is a very simple cabbage tofu soup. It is warm to the bone when you drink it in winter.

Lin Feng looked at the small leaf of cabbage floating in the bowl, and the corners of his mouth bent inadvertently.

Is this how it feels to have a mother?

I am afraid that you will be cold, so I want to add clothes to you, I will cook for you, I am happy to see you eating deliciously, and I can also make demands on her unscrupulously.

And when the whole world forgets you, I will go all over the mountains and rivers to worship all the gods, pray to gods and Buddhas, and pray for your safety.

Lin Feng didn't remember his parents, but he missed them a little.

After dinner, Lin Feng took the initiative to clean up the table for his mother Douer, and went outside to fetch water to wash the dishes.

It was cold at night, and he sat under the quilt with his wife, mother and child next to each other, chattering about homework.

"Do you still remember Aunt Li who used to take you out to play when you were young?" Douerniang said, "Her brother Zhuang joined the army a few months ago, and he is very impressive. Your Aunt Li cried badly when he sent him out of town."

"That fat man?" Dou'er was surprised, "Can he also join the army?"

"I'm not fat anymore." Douerniang smiled, "Young man is very energetic. I'll tell you, Aunt Li, that it's a good thing that a good man has ambitions all over the world. The strong man will have a bright future. Why are you crying?"

"It's just that I didn't expect that our Dou'er would be more promising." Douer's mother pinched his face, "I'm going to become a little fairy."

Lin Feng was not used to being so close to unfamiliar people, so he touched his pinched face.

Douer smiled and said, "That's not true."

"When are you leaving?" After chatting for a while, Douerniang suddenly asked.

Just as Douer was about to explain that it was early in the morning, before he raised his eyes, he saw two drops of crystal clear things fall on his hands and splashed into flowers.

He slowly raised his head: "Mother..."

Douerniang wiped her eyes, but in return more tears ran down the fine lines on her face.

"Mother is not sad, Douer is promising, this is a good thing, mother will not stop you." Her throat was choked, "Just, you remember...remember to come back to see mother often."

Intense sourness surged in his chest, Lin Feng knew that the little ghost could no longer hold back when he saw his mother crying.

Mother and son hugged their heads and wailed loudly.

For the first time, Lin Feng experienced what it means to cry heartbroken.

He was exhausted after crying, but the little ghost seemed to put all his energy into this crying, and he would never stop crying until the roof was blown off.

"That's enough, that's enough." In the end, the mother patted him, "I'm going to be a child of a fairy, and I'm still crying, so don't let people laugh at me?"

"Mom, you're crying too... hiccup!" Dou'er hiccupped, "Mother obviously cried first!"

"Hey you kid!" Dou ErNiang tugged at his ears, "It's amazing to be a fairy, isn't it, that even your mother dares to talk back?"

"I dare to talk back to you even if I'm not a god!" Dou'er shouted, "It hurts, hurts, hurts!"

After crying and making noise, the room slowly fell silent for a long time.

"Are you really going to be a fairy?" Douerniang asked.

"real."

"It's not a lie, is it?"

Dou'er felt guilty: "No."

"Then, let's show my mother another magic spell?"

Lin Feng was quarreled by Dou'er in his head, so he raised his hand and made a tactic, and directly transformed into a sword in the air.

"Hey!" Dou ErNiang was horrified and delighted, and carefully raised her hand, "Can mother touch it?"

Lin Feng was afraid of hurting her, so he disappeared as soon as he came with the sword.

The woman withdrew her hand, feeling a little disappointed.

The woman couldn't bear it anymore and finally fell asleep.

Lin Feng sat in the dark, slept for a long time in the afternoon, and his mind was clear.

"Master Dao, let's go." He heard Dou'er say.

"Alright." Lin Feng got off the bed and tucked in the quilt for the woman.

Just let her have a dream of her son becoming a fairy in the sky forever.

Lin Feng took out the silver tael from his sleeve and placed it on the table as a thank-you gift for the meal.

When Fang went out of the house, he was followed by a black shadow, who said: "You are willing to do good."

"I used my money." Lin Feng turned around and said, "Aren't you going to wait outside the house?"

That's right, he didn't go to spend the night, drink and have fun, he spent the whole night outside the house in the cold wind, and listened to the howling ghosts and wolves for half the night, and he didn't know what he was trying to do.

"Who's waiting for you? This deity has gone to eat flower wine." Shi Chongyan rolled up his sleeves with a ferocious expression, "Hey kid, get out of this deity's body!"

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