Worship tomorrow

Chapter 12 Stars
Luo Qingfeng froze and his hair stood on end!

"what--"

The man in front of him suddenly screamed in fear, then stood up and staggered into the alley, and soon disappeared at the other end of the alley.

"Brother Afeng, what are you doing here? Who is that person?"

Su Zhaoer was dressed in a red dress and ran over from across the street with an innocent look on her face.

At this time, Song Wan'er also walked over from across the street and whispered: "It seems to be a beggar. My cousin thinks he is pitiful and wants to give him some money? But why did he scare him away?"

Luo Qingfeng woke up, her heart was beating rapidly, and she tried her best to stay calm: "He's a madman."

But his voice couldn't help but tremble.

Su Zhaoer looked at him with concern: "Brother Afeng, what's wrong with you? Your face looks so ugly. Are you sick?"

"It's okay, go back."

Luo Qingfeng took the book and walked straight ahead. He didn't dare to look at her, and his face turned pale.

"Brother Afeng, what's wrong with you?"

Su Zhaoer asked after him.

Song Wan'er also said softly: "Cousin, when you go back later, you will go to the wedding hall with Sister Zhao'er to get married. If you feel uncomfortable, you have to tell me in advance."

Luo Qingfeng was silent for a moment, stopped, and looked at the girl beside him, with a hint of apology on his face: "Zhao'er, I seem to be sick. I may not be able to come and get married with you today, otherwise... …”

Su Zhaoer frowned. Although his face was full of disappointment, seeing that his face was really ugly, she could only comfort him and said: "Brother Afeng, it's okay. If you are sick, just go back and take medicine and rest. Let's worship again tomorrow." It’s not too late.”

Luo Qingfeng met her eyes and did not dare to say more, saying: "Yes."

The three returned home.

Cousin Song Yuanshan and cousin Song Chuan have both returned.

The door and the hall are already covered with happy words.

Firecrackers are also ready.

Song Waner told everyone about Luo Qingfeng's illness.

When Song Yuanshan heard this, he could only say: "Then let's worship tomorrow. Anyway, we didn't invite any guests, so there's no rush."

Luo Qingfeng returned to the house, pretending to be sick and lying on the bed to rest, but there was a huge wave in her heart.

Face bitten off?
People are dead?
Isn't this the bride in his first dream?

The maid quickly brought the doctor.

The doctor simply took his pulse and looked at his face, but he couldn't find out the cause of the disease. He could only say: "Maybe I have a little cold. Go grab some medicine and take a rest for a night. You should be fine."

The doctor prescribed medicine.

The maid quickly grabbed the medicine and came back to boil it.

After Luo Qingfeng took a bowl of medicine, he closed his eyes and pretended to be drowsy.

Su Zhaoer frowned and sat by the bed.

Song Wan'er said softly: "Sister Zhao'er, let's go out and let my cousin have a good rest. He should be fine after a nap."

Su Zhaoer sighed softly and then left the room reluctantly.

After the door closed, Luo Qingfeng slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, his mind kept echoing the horrified expression and words of the villager just in the alley.

"No! It's too late. Little Zhao'er's face has been bitten off by the monster. There's so much blood! So much blood! Little Zhao'er is already dead..."

already dead……

already dead……

In his mind, the nightmares of the past few days and the horrific experience during the wedding could not help but reappear again.

He suddenly remembered the conversation he had with the demon slayer Nightingale that night when he met the demon in Linshan Village.

"I would like to ask, are all the people who appear in the illusion dead? Or, can living people also appear?"

"It depends on whether the person who created the illusion is a master. Usually, if it is an ordinary demon..."

At that time, when he said that he had seen the villager in the illusion during the day, the faces of the demon slayers changed drastically, and then the villager turned into a demon.

If only dead people can appear in illusions, then on that day he went to pick up the bride, saw the bride, and carried the bride on his back...

Luo Qingfeng couldn't help but shudder.

After thinking for a long time, he decided to sneak out tonight and find the seventh uncle to find out more.

Maybe the other person is really crazy.

Maybe what I just said was just crazy talk.

Or maybe...

At this moment, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be a figure standing outside the window.

But when he opened his eyes and took a peek, there was nothing outside the window.

Only the curtains beside the bed were shaking gently.

At this time, night has quietly fallen.

Outside the window, it was pitch black.

Luo Qingfeng was lying on the bed, her heart tightening and she almost didn't dare to breathe.

He immediately closed his eyes again, pretending to be asleep, and the clothes on his back were soaked with cold sweat.

I do not know how long it has been.

Someone opened the door softly and came in, touched his forehead, and then left.

It quickly quieted down outside.

Early morning.

Luo Qingfeng slowly opened his eyes and listened carefully for a long time. Then he got up and got dressed and quietly climbed out of the window.

He left directly through the back door and came to the streets of the town.

At this time, the streets were completely silent, with no one around.

He soon came to the alley he passed in the evening, but the alley was empty and there was no sign of the villager.

He searched in other alleys but found nothing.

Have you left the town?

Just as he was about to go back and search again tomorrow day, a gust of night wind suddenly blew, bringing with it a strong smell of blood.

His heart trembled, and he looked along the smell of blood.

There is a dilapidated Guanyin Temple.

Most of the roof of the Guanyin Temple has collapsed, and the stone statues inside are also broken. No one has repaired it, and few people go in.
He hesitated for a moment, then immediately held his breath and walked over.

As soon as he reached the door, he suddenly saw a terrifying scene!
Uncle Seven, the disheveled villager who had disheveled his hair during the day, was lying motionless on the ground near the door. His eyes were wide open, with a look of horror on his face. A big bloody hole suddenly appeared in his chest, and his heart was no longer inside. Fly away!

The ground was full of blood.

And blood was still gushing out from his chest!

Apparently, he had just been killed!At this moment, a cold air suddenly rushed from the soles of Luo Qingfeng's feet to his forehead!
He didn't dare to stay any longer and hurriedly turned around and left.

The murderer may still be hiding nearby!

Also, if he is seen suddenly appearing here in the middle of the night, he will not be able to clean himself up even if he jumps into the Yellow River!
hurry home!

When he returned to the small courtyard, his heart suddenly trembled again.

How can it be so coincidental?

The villager had been in the town for several days, but just after he met him today, he was killed.

And it happened to be when he was about to go find the other party!
Murder?
Luo Qingfeng felt cold in her heart and looked unconsciously at the window of her new house.

The windows are ajar.

The night wind blew by, causing the two windows to sway gently.

He held his breath and walked over step by step, his heart beating loudly.

When he came to the window and looked into the room through the gap, he found that the bed was covered by curtains and could not see anyone inside.

At the head of the bed, there was a red wedding robe hanging, as if a figure was floating there motionlessly with his head lowered.

Luo Qingfeng was frightened and did not dare to look any further. He immediately left quietly and returned to his room.

Lying on the bed, my heart was still beating fast.

While he was thinking wildly, he suddenly sat up again.

No!

He can't waste any more time!
He must realize the power of the stars as soon as possible and become a cultivator!
Only by becoming a cultivator can you have the power to protect yourself!

Outside the window, the moon is bright and the stars are shining.

He immediately got out of bed, went over and locked the door, then walked to the window and sat down, bathed in the white moonlight, and began to meditate and continue practicing.

meditate...

meditate...

"There is nothing in my heart, I can't think of anything, I seem to be guarding but not guarding, don't forget, don't help..."

Soon, he forgot everything around him and entered a mysterious realm.

The airflow in his abdomen began to slowly rise upwards as he breathed, winding and twisting upwards.

At this time, he once again reenacted the scene of yesterday's practice.

He felt that his whole body suddenly flew up lightly, and then took advantage of the wind to fly higher and farther, quickly passing through the sea of ​​clouds and flying towards the stars in the night sky.

The stars in the sky were twinkling in his pupils, as if reflected from his pupils into the depths of his heart.

He stopped under the starry sky and looked at the stars in the sky, dazzled.

Suddenly, his body began to slowly descend.

He woke up immediately and hurriedly used all his strength to fly upward again.

Deep down, he seemed to know that he could only succeed if he flew towards a certain star.

At this time, you must not land!
With his efforts, his body slowly flew upward again, but when he was about to approach the stars, he suddenly felt an invisible force blocking him in front.

At this time, he suddenly thought of the words in the book.

Only when a star accepts you can you get close to it, sense it, and establish contact with it.

But, how to make the stars accept themselves?

By luck?Or rely on talent?
Luo Qingfeng stopped in mid-air, looking up at the stars in the sky, feeling confused.

At this time, his body began to fall downward again.

He struggled quickly and continued to fly upward.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through the force blocking it.

His body began to fall, rise, and fall again...

so repeatedly.

Soon, he felt exhausted, his breathing was uncomfortable, and his whole body seemed to be about to break.

Just when he was despairing and about to give up, a familiar line of font suddenly appeared in his mind: [Process: Fifteen].

"Wow!"

At this moment, a star above his head suddenly burst into flames!

The fierce fire seemed to fall into his heart all of a sudden, burning him instantly with severe pain.

His whole body was trembling and he wanted to land.

But the strange thing is that at this time, he began to fly upward slowly without using any strength.

The force blocking it has disappeared!
Suddenly, the speed of his ascent began to increase.

Then, faster and faster!
By the end, it was so fast that his entire body was almost shattered!
The burning star above was getting closer and bigger, as if a huge crimson fireball was crashing into him at the speed of light!
"boom--"

His body suddenly collided with the huge fireball.

His pupils and his world were filled with red flames and terrifying heat!

His eyes darkened and he passed out.

at the same time.

Luo Qingfeng, who was sitting in front of the window, suddenly shook and opened his eyes.

At this time, his whole body was covered in sweat, his skin was red and hot, and there seemed to be two flames flashing in his pupils.

He breathed heavily and found that his clothes were soaked, his internal organs were extremely hot, and even his breath was as hot as if it was on fire.

"I... succeeded?"

He was stunned for a moment and quickly looked inside.

In the dark sea of ​​​​the mansion, a weak flame seemed to light up.

If you look closely, it looks like a star, emitting dim light and twinkling slightly.

It was a success!
Luo Qingfeng was overjoyed, and suddenly thought of the line of blue font that just appeared in his mind.

"Process fifteen, what does it mean?"

"It seemed like it was process nine last time."

He was about to fail. Was it because of the sudden appearance of that line of font that the star accepted him?

While he was wondering and thinking, the sound of the door opening of the opposite room suddenly came from outside.

Luo Qingfeng woke up immediately, got up hurriedly, went over to open the door bolt, then walked softly to the bed, climbed up and covered herself with the quilt.

At this time, it was already dawn outside the window.

"Squeak..."

The door opened and someone walked in.

(End of this chapter)