Wedding ceremony tomorrow

Chapter 12 Star Pointing

Luo Qingfeng froze, his hair standing on end!

"ah--"

The man in front of him suddenly screamed in terror, then got up and staggered into the alley, quickly disappearing at the other end.

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

Su Zhao'er, dressed in a red dress, ran over from across the street with an innocent look on her face.

At this moment, Song Wan'er walked over from across the street and said softly, "It looked like a beggar. Did my cousin feel sorry for him and want to give him some money? But why did he run away?"

Luo Qingfeng snapped out of his daze, his heart pounding, and tried his best to remain calm: "He's a madman."

But her voice trembled uncontrollably.

Su Zhao'er looked at him with concern: "Brother Feng, what's wrong? You look terrible, are you sick?"

"It's alright, go back."

Luo Qingfeng, holding the book, walked straight ahead, not daring to look at her, his face turning pale.

"Brother Feng, where do you feel unwell?"

Su Zhao'er followed up with his question.

Song Wan'er also said softly, "Cousin, you still have to go through the wedding ceremony with Sister Zhao'er when you get back. If you feel unwell, you should let us know in advance."

Luo Qingfeng paused for a moment, then stopped and looked at the girl beside him, forcing a hint of apology on his face: "Zhao'er, I think I'm sick. I might not be able to have our wedding ceremony today, or perhaps..."

Su Zhao'er frowned. Although she was full of disappointment, seeing that he looked really bad, she could only comfort him and say, "Brother Feng, it's okay. If you're sick, go back and take your medicine and rest. It's not too late for us to have the wedding ceremony tomorrow."

Luo Qingfeng met her gaze, not daring to say anything more, and simply said, "Mm."

The three returned home.

My cousin Song Yuanshan and my cousin Song Chuan have both returned.

The doors and the hall are already covered with the character for "happiness".

Firecrackers are also ready.

Song Wan'er told everyone about Luo Qingfeng's illness.

Upon hearing this, Song Yuanshan could only say, "Then let's hold the wedding ceremony tomorrow. Anyway, we haven't invited any guests, so there's no rush."

Luo Qingfeng returned to his room, pretended to be sick and lay on the bed to rest, but his heart was in turmoil.

His face was bitten off?

The person is already dead?

Isn't this the bride from his very first dream?

The maidservant quickly brought a doctor.

The doctor took her pulse and looked at her complexion briefly, but couldn't find the cause of her illness. He could only say, "She probably caught a cold. Go get some medicine, rest for a night, and she should be fine."

The doctor prescribed medicine.

The maid quickly brought back the medicine and prepared it.

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

Su Zhao'er sat on the edge of the bed with a frown on her face.

Song Wan'er said softly, "Sister Zhao'er, let's go out and let my cousin get some rest. He should be fine after a good night's sleep."

Su Zhao'er sighed softly before reluctantly leaving the room.

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

At this moment, the villager's terrified expression and words from the alleyway kept echoing in his mind.

"No! It's too late! The monster has bitten off Xiao Zhao'er's face! So much blood! So much blood! Xiao Zhao'er is dead..."

He's already dead...

He's already dead...

The nightmares of the past few days and the terrifying experience during the wedding procession resurfaced in his mind.

He suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Nightingale, the exorcist, when he encountered the demon in Linshan Village that night.

"I want to ask, are all the people who appear in the illusion dead? Or do living people also appear?"

"That depends on whether the person creating the illusion is a master. Under normal circumstances, if it's an ordinary demon..."

When he mentioned seeing the villager in the illusion during the day, the exorcists' expressions changed drastically, and then the villager turned into a demon.

If only the dead appear in illusions, then on the day he went to fetch the bride, he saw her and even carried her on his back...

Luo Qingfeng couldn't help but shiver.

After thinking for a long time, he decided to sneak out tonight and go find that Uncle Qi to get to the bottom of things.

Perhaps the other person really has gone mad.

Perhaps what I just said was just rambling nonsense.

Or perhaps...

Just then, he suddenly felt as if there was a figure standing outside the window.

But when he opened his eyes and peeked out, there was nothing outside the window.

Only the curtains beside the bed were swaying gently.

Night had quietly fallen.

Outside the window, it was pitch black.

Luo Qingfeng lay on the bed, his heart pounding, barely daring to breathe.

He immediately closed his eyes again, pretending to be asleep, his back completely soaked with cold sweat.

I don't know how much time passed.

Someone quietly pushed the door open, touched his forehead, and then left.

The outside quickly quieted down.

It was in the early hours of the morning.

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

He left through the back door and went out onto the streets of the town.

The streets were completely silent at that moment, without a single person in sight.

He soon arrived at the alley he had passed through in the evening, but the alley was empty, and there was no sign of the villager.

He searched other alleys, but found nothing.

Have we already left the town?

Just as he was preparing to go back and come back to search the next day, a night wind suddenly blew by, bringing with it a strong smell of blood.

He felt a chill run down his spine and looked in the direction of the blood.

There was a dilapidated Guanyin temple there.

The roof of the Guanyin Temple has mostly collapsed, and the stone statues inside are also broken. No one is repairing it, and very few people go inside.

He hesitated for a moment, then immediately held his breath and walked over.

Just as he reached the door, he suddenly witnessed a horrifying scene!

The disheveled villager, Uncle Qi, who had been there during the day, was now lying motionless on the ground near the door. His eyes were wide open, his face filled with terror, and there was a large, bloody hole in his chest, where his heart had been missing!

The ground was covered in blood.

Blood was still gushing from his chest!

Clearly, he had just been killed!

At that moment, a chill suddenly rushed from the soles of Luo Qingfeng's feet to his head!

He dared not linger any longer and hurriedly turned and left.

The killer may still be hiding nearby!

Furthermore, if someone sees him suddenly appearing here in the middle of the night, he won't be able to clear his name even if he jumps into the Yellow River!

Hurry home!

When he returned to the courtyard, he suddenly felt a jolt in his heart.

What a coincidence!

The villager had been in town for several days, but today, after he met the other person, the other person was murdered.

And it just so happened that it was the time he was about to go find the other person!

Murder?

Luo Qingfeng felt a chill in his heart, and his gaze unconsciously drifted to the window of the new house.

The window was ajar.

A night breeze swept by, causing the two windows to sway gently.

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

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

At the head of the bed, a bright red wedding robe hung, resembling a figure with its head bowed, floating there motionless.

Luo Qingfeng was terrified and dared not look any longer. He immediately left quietly and returned to his room.

Lying in bed, my heart was still pounding.

While he was lost in thought, he suddenly sat up.

No!

He can't waste any more time!

He must comprehend the power of the stars as soon as possible and become a cultivator!

Only by becoming a cultivator can one have the power to protect oneself!

Outside the window, the moon shines brightly and the stars twinkle.

He immediately got out of bed, went over and locked the door, then walked to the window and sat down, bathed in the pure white moonlight, and began to calm his mind and continue his cultivation.

Calm down...

Calm down...

"With nothing in your heart, no thoughts arise; seemingly guarding yet not guarding, neither forgetting nor assisting..."

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

The airflow in his abdomen began to rise slowly with his breathing, meandering and twisting upwards.

At this moment, he once again recreated the scene of his cultivation from the previous day.

He felt his whole body suddenly float up, and then, taking advantage of the wind, he flew higher and higher, farther and farther, quickly passing through the sea of ​​clouds and flying towards the stars in the night sky.

The stars twinkled in his pupils, as if they were reflected into his heart.

He stopped under the starry sky, gazing at the countless stars, his eyes dazzled.

Suddenly, his body began to slowly descend.

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

In some mysterious way, he seemed to know that he could only succeed by flying towards a certain star.

At this moment, we absolutely must not land!

With his efforts, his body slowly rose upwards again, but as he approached the stars, he suddenly felt an invisible force blocking his way.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered what he had read in that book.

Only when a star accepts you can you approach it, sense it, and establish a connection with it.

But how can I get Xingchen to accept me?

Luck? Or talent?

Luo Qingfeng stood suspended in mid-air, looking up at the starry sky, feeling utterly lost.

At this moment, his body began to descend again.

He struggled to continue flying upwards.

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

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

This process was repeated over and over.

Soon, he felt physically exhausted, had difficulty breathing, and felt as if his whole body was about to break apart.

Just as he was in despair and about to give up, a familiar line of text suddenly appeared in his mind: [Progress: Fifteen].

"Whoosh!"

Just then, a star overhead suddenly burst into flames!

The raging fire seemed to fall into his heart, instantly burning him with excruciating pain.

He was trembling all over, trying to land.

Strangely, at this moment, without using any force, he began to slowly fly upwards.

The force that had been blocking their path had vanished!

Suddenly, his ascent began to accelerate.

Then, it got faster and faster!

In the end, it was so fast that it almost tore his entire body apart!

The burning star above was getting closer and bigger, like a giant crimson fireball hurtling toward him at the speed of light!

"boom--"

His body suddenly collided with the huge fireball.

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

His vision went black, and he fainted.

at the same time.

Luo Qingfeng, who was sitting by the window, suddenly jolted and opened his eyes.

At this moment, he was drenched in sweat, his skin was flushed and burning hot, and two flames seemed to flash and disappear in his pupils.

He breathed heavily, finding his clothes soaked through, his internal organs burning with heat, and even his breath felt like it was on fire.

"I...succeeded?"

He paused for a moment, then quickly looked inside his body.

In the pitch-black Fuhai Sea, a faint flame seemed to have appeared.

Upon closer inspection, it resembles a star, emitting a dim light and twinkling slightly.

It worked!

Luo Qingfeng was overjoyed, but then he suddenly remembered the line of blue text that had just appeared in his mind.

"What does 'Process Fifteen' mean?"

"The last one seemed to be process nine."

He was already on the verge of failure, was it because that line of text suddenly appeared that the star accepted him?

Just as he was pondering this, he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening in the room opposite.

Luo Qingfeng immediately woke up, hurriedly got up, went to unlock the door, then quietly walked to the bedside, climbed up, and covered himself with the blanket.

By this time, it was already daylight outside the window.

"Squeak..."

The door opened and someone came in.

(End of this chapter)