Feng Ling was so happy, the first time he saw Lin Feng, he jumped up from the chair, found that he was a little too excited, and pinched the corner of his clothes and stood back.

"Brother Lin, have you come to see me? Look, the maple leaves are red! ”

She turned and pointed to the red maple on the hill, and the maple trees in the yard were also red.

Quickly turned around, only to find that Lin Feng's eyes had been closed.

"Brother Lin?"

Slightly flustered, she reached out and grabbed Lin Feng's arm, he almost fell, and Feng Ling hurriedly supported him. The cold feeling in her hand made her eyes change, and she used her body to resist Lin Feng, and reached out to test his snort.

"Brother Lin......"

Su Xin hurriedly straightened Lin Feng, Feng Ling's tears swirled, and he looked at Miaoxiang.

"Sister Feng Ling, in fact, we are from the underworld, Lin Feng, your eldest brother Lin Feng, he has already left half a year ago."

"W-that, you?" Her expression and emotions have changed dramatically in this short period of time, she grabbed Lin Feng's hand again, biting her lip to prevent herself from crying.

"We are cultivators, and we have been using spells to keep his body from decaying for the past six months."

Miao Xiang shot out a mana and moved the chair up and down in the air, confirming her identity as a cultivator.

"Cultivators? Brother Lin is so powerful, how could he die? How could Brother Lin die? He's not going to die, is he? ”

Feng Ling's reaction exceeded Miaoxiang's expectations, and only with deep feelings did she have such a reluctance to accept the panic.

"No, that's not true!" With a wave of his hand, the wind spirit suddenly turned around, and the aura on his body rose sharply.

Su Xin was shocked and rolled out, rolling in the air several times before she stabilized her figure and fell outside the courtyard, Miaoxiang was also impacted, and the powerful momentum pressed her against the wall and couldn't move.

The breath was terrifying, the wind spirit raised its head and roared, the huge waves in the lake were raging, a huge waterspout was born out of thin air, and the clouds suddenly covered in the clear morning, and the people who were already preparing to leave for worship saw the change in the sky from a distance and began to recite the scriptures aloud.

The temple in the mountain suddenly bloomed with golden light, and the light rushed straight to the lake, and from Miaoxiang's point of view, the wind spirit looked like a goddess who came out of the sun.

Picking up Lin Feng, the wind spirit approached Miao Xiang step by step, like a flood beast, the strong sense of oppression was suffocating, and the holy aura in her body seemed to have disappeared, without the power to resist.

As it got closer, there was silence between heaven and earth.

"Mother-in-law, what's wrong with you, mother-in-law?"

"Sister Wind Spirit, Master, Mother-in-law is gone!" Ono's anxious voice came from inside the house, and when she found out that Granny Snow had passed away, she cried out and called out loudly.

The waterspout in Taiyin Lake suddenly collapsed, and the eyes of the wind spirit swept into the house.

What a pair of indifferent eyes, Miao Xiang almost knelt down when she saw a god.

"No, don't hurt her!"

With a golden light, the wind spirit passed through the wall, and Ono's crying came to an abrupt end.

Heaven and earth were restored to life, and Miaoxiang could finally feel the scent of nearby plants and trees. Ten thousand golden rays of light hung above the undispersed clouds on the lake, and the breath between the lake and the clouds was very peaceful, and the sound of believers chanting sutras could be heard from afar.

"Master!"

Su Xin came in from outside the courtyard over the wall, and saw only Miaoxiang, and when she was confused, the golden light flashed in the room, and Ono's cry of pain was heard.

Miao Xiang had time to gather the qi in her body, and Su Xin had already slammed into the door.

Rumble!

The thunder poured into it, Miaoxiang had not crossed the threshold in one step, the golden light rushed straight to the sky, and the silence between heaven and earth was the same as before, and she didn't care how dangerous it was, and rushed in.

She saw herself walking on the Cotai Strip, there were several figures in front of her, the road was endless, and she tried to chase and chase, but she still couldn't close the distance.

"Ono, Sushin!"

The figure grew farther and farther away, and Mioka called out loudly.

Suddenly, everything was gone, and she found herself lying on the table, her knee broken somewhere, bleeding.

The people in the house are gone, everything else is there, and when I look back, the door that was broken by Su Xin is also fine, but I don't know when it was closed.

Through the window, she found that there was light and shadow flickering outside, she quickly opened the door and went out, the light fell from the clouds on the lake, the wind was calm, and the golden light flashed rapidly in the direction of the temple, shrinking.

"No, don't!"

Miaoxiang stretched out her hand, but after a few flashes of light, it still disappeared.

She had already guessed that Feng Ling was not an ordinary person, a man like Lin Feng could not have mortals around him, but she didn't expect Lin Feng's death to have such a big impact on Feng Ling, at present, it was mostly a bad influence, Feng Ling's indifferent eyes were like an imprint in her heart.

Ono's voice of pain and the thunder of Su Xin made her have a bad premonition, and barefoot, she rushed to the temple.

At this time, the golden light emitted by the painted puppets in the temple is also gradually disappearing, the snake sprang out of the pool, looking at the temple suspiciously, with a big head, a cute look, an old cow appeared next to the spring to drink water at some point, Hong Ya Dao and Wufengzi dressed like two herdsmen, glancing at the temple with their residual vision.

"Xiao Hei, Brother Lin needs to warm up his true body, I'm sorry for you!"

"Hiss!"

The snake's wings shook slightly, and it opened its mouth to swallow the forest wind.

"Alright, hide and don't scare anyone."

"Hiss!"

The snake slowly ducked into the pool, and Ono stared at the puppet and then at the wind spirit.

"Sister Wind Spirit, you look like!"

"Are you all ready?"

"Ready, but will the master worry about us?"

"You must hide it from her, when you arrive in the underworld, someone will pick you up, be careful."

"Wow, Master is so pitiful!"

The wind spirit explained to them, and Ono was still worried about her master.

"Don't worry, with me, your master will recover soon, so I won't be pitied."

"Hee-hee, thank you, sister!"

There was an evil black aura from the shrine, and the two-foot shrine was like a gate to hell, and the light in the temple was engulfed in black.

"Go ahead, be careful."

The two closed their eyes, swallowed by the black light, and the wind spirit went out and walked to the edge of the spring.

"Xiao Hei's task is arduous, and I'll leave it to you here."

The old cow was mighty and majestic, bowed his head and snorted, and began to go up the hill along the grass.

"Goddess?"

Hongya Daoist tentatively waved his hand to greet Feng Ling, and Wufengzi hurriedly looked elsewhere.

"This uncle, we met again, are you calling the wrong person again?"

The waving hand froze suddenly, Hong Ya Daoren glanced at the bottom of the mountain, quickly turned around and took out the water bag to get water, and didn't talk to Feng Ling.

While he was fetching water, the wind spirit nodded to Wufengzi, and his figure gradually disappeared.

Finally, before the first worshipper arrived, Myoka arrived at the temple, where everything was as usual.

Rushing to the waterhole again, she picked up the branches on the ground and tried the depths.

The bottom of the pool is full of stones, but it is only two feet deep.

Thrown into the temple again, she stared at the puppet, but the puppet no longer had divinity, and in the eyes of the practitioners, it was nothing special.

What's going on?

There were already worshippers outside the door who threw in the sign, the ghost made the gods, she quickly dodged and hid to the side, the temple was dimly lit, and no one came in.

She couldn't tell why she was like this, as if she didn't want to blaspheme the gods in the hearts of the worshippers, and as if she was afraid to see the clear eyes of the worshippers, Miaoxiang hid in the temple for a day.

It wasn't until the night was approaching that a wolf howled from the distant mountains, and Miaoxiang, who had been thinking inexplicably, suddenly came back to her senses.

"Huh? It's already dark? ”

In her memory, the day's worship had just begun.

The more she looked at this temple, the more upset she became, and she hurried out the door, only to see a bull's head just outside the door.

On this dark and non-winteric night, a bull head like a minotaur appeared silently, which really scared her soul out of the sky.

One was inside and the other was outside, and after a stalemate for a while, the old cow shook his ears and left first.

Her heart was pounding, and Miaoxiang was already frightened by this series of strange things, and wanted to cast a spell to leave quickly, but found that her mana was gone.

Looking at the long road in front of her, fear rose in her heart for no reason, and she didn't have the ability of the wind spirit to make the beasts, insects and butterflies obedient, so she rushed out of the mountain with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Walking along the river formed by the living water of the spring, there are wolves and black bears drinking water along the way, leopards licking their fur quietly in the trees, and birds watching her silently.

Miaoxiang walked out of the mountain hard, and these creatures did not scare her.

When she finally returned to the courtyard, she finally put down her heart, put on the deadbolt and turned around, and at a glance she saw the burlap bag hanging under the eaves, and inside it was the sign of yesterday's worshippers' prayers, and she paused.

Shall I copy the scriptures?

But those prayer flags don't seem to be gone!

Besides, I don't have mana at this time, so I can't do much.

Mioka was hesitating, and there was a knock at the courtyard door.

"Who?"

Courageously going to check, she found several reddish-brown women holding parchment rolls and smiling at her.

It's just that through the starlight, Miaoxiang feels that they are very pure.

Could it be that they usually send goods to the wind spirits like this?

She was about to open the courtyard door, and several people pointed out and hurriedly shook their heads.

It turned out that there were several horses and hounds not far away, and they had come on horseback.

"Thank you!"

She stood on tiptoe and took the parchment from the wall of the courtyard more than half a man's height, and the women folded their hands happily and bowed to her.

Not knowing how to return the salute, Mioka watched in a daze as they neatly turned over and disappeared into the night.

What's wrong with me?

The parchment scroll in his hand only needs to be cut to size, and he can be used to copy the scriptures, and as he walks into the house, he recalls the moire patterns on the corners of the prayer flags.

When she entered the house, she saw that the scriptures were still there, and there were still the remaining parchment rolls from last night, and her heart was suddenly steady, and she took out a fire fold from the kang to light the candles, and as soon as Miaoxiang turned around, she saw the chaise longue exclusive to Granny Xue.

The atmosphere was terrifying and reassuring, she couldn't describe her mood at this time, and she wasn't hungry, so she was about to start cutting prayer flags.

But the cry of the sheep came from the sheepfold outside, and they had not eaten for a day.

With a pat on her forehead, Miaoxiang suddenly felt that she had a lot to do, so she hurriedly walked to the wall of the courtyard and said to the sheepfold: "I'm sorry, it's too late today, let you go out early tomorrow morning." ”

I'm not a wind spirit, what am I doing? What the hell is wrong with me?

Everything that happened today was too strange for her, a person who had reached the True Immortal, and in the face of these things, she felt as powerless as a mortal, and she would also be afraid and tired.

She was still questioning herself, but the sheep really quieted down, covered her mouth gently, and she hurried to the eaves to untie the sack and carry it into the house, planning not to go out tonight, no matter what movement was outside.