Using the MC system to pretend spiritual revival

Chapter 167 Brother Qingfeng
A figure in a blue Taoist robe walked briskly to the car.

They opened the car door in advance and let him in.

As the car started, it drove towards the residence in Dingfeng Building, bathed in the morning glow.

The vehicle drove on quietly.

As the personal driver assigned to Li Qingfeng, the captain of the Special Operations Bureau, his skills in reading people and situations were naturally maxed out.

When he got on the bus, he noticed that the other person's expression was a bit strange today.

Then the vehicle started, and I noticed the person in the back seat looking out the window with a worried expression.

This position was already tense, and now it seems the other person has this expression for some reason.

You should know that since last month, he has been assigned to be Li Qingfeng's personal driver.

He had never seen this Taoist priest before, nor had he ever heard him show any change in expression. This was the first time he had ever seen him like this.

This made the driver even more nervous, and he could only try his best not to make any noise that might disturb the other party.

And drive at a fast and steady speed to avoid any bumps or stops.

Even after driving only a few intersections, sweat was already beading on his forehead.

Li Qingfeng, who had been frowning and looking out the window, naturally didn't notice any of this.

Unaware that their actions and expressions were causing the driver to become so nervous that they were almost dehydrated.

Actually, he was just struggling with some things.

If I think about it carefully, it's been almost half a year since I came down the mountain.

Now, for various reasons, he's being forced to return to the mountain gate to see his master.

Without any prior mental preparation, I'm actually a little... um... how was that saying?

Fear of being close to home.

Although it's not quite right, it's close enough.

Li Qingfeng's feelings were also very complicated.

He felt both joy at the prospect of returning to the mountain gate to see his master and worry that his master would scold him for not having visited him for so long.

Although my impression of my master was always that he was kind and gentle.

But I, as his disciple, and his only disciple, have been gone for so long without any news of him since he left the mountain.

From any perspective, this is somewhat impolite.

Thinking of this, I can't help but sigh silently.

I raised my hand and pressed down on the pocket, feeling an irregular, hard texture.

There, was the gift that Yang Ping had given him before they parted, instructing him to pass it on to his master.

This was also the way Li Qingfeng could think of to put his mind at ease during these two days of agonizing.

Take some gifts back with you.

Although he knew that his master had long since transcended the mortal world and no longer cared about those gold and silver luxuries.

As a cultivator, I have long since absorbed spiritual energy and consumed wind and dew, and have no desire for food or drink.

But his master had been living in seclusion in a Taoist temple on the mountaintop. The world was changing rapidly, and the city was also undergoing rapid changes.

There are many new things that Master has never seen before. Bringing them back might make him happy.

This is also the thing that has been troubling Li Qingfeng the most these past two days, besides his cultivation.

Although he had been down the mountain for a long time, he knew very little about this city that had changed so much.

The most interesting things I've encountered are the cars whizzing by on the road and the communicator I carry with me every day.

But both of them were too big, and it wouldn't be convenient to take them back. There were no roads on the mountain, and my master couldn't drive them either.

Although I can carry the car up the mountain myself, I still feel a little uneasy about it.

After much deliberation, I still couldn't come up with a few gifts that were both original and small.

After that, Li Qingfeng also asked Lu Xiaoxue, who was staying at his house, for help.

He asked this native of this steel city, who had always lived there, to help him find some advice.

Looking back now, I just hope that when I arrive at my accommodation and receive the gift box that I have carefully prepared, it will be filled with something.

Otherwise, it would be quite embarrassing to carry half a box back with me.

Thus, with various thoughts swirling in his mind, the vehicle beneath him moved swiftly and steadily through the city.

When he came to his senses again, the car had already stopped, and the driver took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat and quickly opened the car door.

"Master Li, we've arrived. Would you like me to help you upstairs to carry your luggage?"

"No."

Clearing his mind of distractions, Li Qingfeng politely declined.

He then got out of the car and walked quickly into the building.

The elevator went up all the way.

Finally, with a "ding," we arrived at the floor of the room.

"Knock knock~"

He simply raised his hand and knocked on the door. As usual, when Lu Xiaoxue and her great-grandmother were home, Li Qingfeng rarely took out his key to open the door.

at this time.

Please wait a moment.

But no one came to open the door, which puzzled him. He then rummaged through the room and found the long-unused key to open the door.

"Click..."

As the lock cylinder turned, the door was pushed open.

The room was completely dark, and it seemed that no one was inside.

Li Qingfeng didn't think much of it.

Lu Xiaoxue's grandmother is old and often feels unwell.

They also go to the Special Operations Bureau's hospital for treatment and care, so it's not a big deal that the two of them aren't home.

"Click~"

I casually turned on the light switch by the door, and the dark living room was immediately illuminated by warm yellow light.

Indeed, he couldn't see Lu Xiaoxue anywhere. Usually, she would have run out to greet him by now.

After taking a look around, Li Qingfeng quickly noticed a wooden box on the coffee table in the living room.

It's not fancy at all; it's just ordinary mahogany wood grain, square-shaped, and about the size of a regular watermelon.

The gift displayed here is clearly a gift prepared with Lu Xiaoxue's help, and it has already been taken care of.

This put his worries on the way here to rest.

I went straight to the coffee table, picked up the already packed box, and found it was quite heavy.

Clearly, even if it wasn't completely full, it was about 70-80% full.

Deep down, I also admire this little girl's initiative.

It's really impressive that they could come up with so many different kinds of things that are both novel and interesting, yet not too cliché.

After thinking for a moment, Li Qingfeng reached into his robes and took out the small pouch that Yang Ping had just given him, then casually stuffed it into the wooden box.

And just then.

"Crunch...crunch..."

Just as he stood up, preparing to carry the wooden box to the door, an unknown sound suddenly echoed in the quiet, deserted room.

This also caused Li Qingfeng to pause in his actions.

He put the wooden box back in its place and looked in the direction from which the sound had come.

Then, he frowned slightly.

The sound just now came from deep inside the room, through a door with a pink bear hanging on it.

And that room, if he remembered correctly, should be Lu Xiaoxue's bedroom.

I've been inside for so long, so obviously the little girl and her grandmother shouldn't be in the room.

Thinking of this, various thoughts raced through his mind, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

While pondering, he immediately took a step towards the door.

He then raised his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then grasped the doorknob and turned it slightly.

"Creak..."

The wooden bedroom door was pushed open, revealing the entire interior.

The room lights were off.

The dim moonlight shining through the half-drawn curtains revealed that the entire bedroom was quite spacious.

But the room was decorated very simply, not at all like a room for a young girl.

And in the center of the room, on the floor, was a figure squatting with his back to the door.

Her long hair was disheveled, and her whole body was still trembling slightly. The creaking sounds came from there.

"... "

"...Lu Xiaoxue?"

This scene was very unusual, which made Li Qingfeng's heart tighten.

His expression changed from relaxed and indifferent to solemn.

"You've been in the room the whole time? What's wrong?"

As he spoke, he stepped directly into the room, trying to get closer to check the situation.

It seemed that these two sentences and the sound of footsteps startled Lu Xiaoxue, who was kneeling on the ground.

His previously throbbing upper body suddenly stopped, and then he slowly turned around.

“…Qing…Qingfeng…Brother…Brother…”

It was clumsy and awkward, yet also had a creepy, sticky feel to it.

When she turned around completely, Li Qingfeng, who had been watching her movements intently, suddenly felt his pupils contract.

"this!…"

The figure that turned around was mostly shrouded in shadow.

On the face covered by long, flowing hair, strands of hair grew in abundance, and the entire jawline seemed to have undergone some kind of strange change.

The entire skeleton stretched out, with the hairy skin protruding forward.

The elongated mouth, twisted and deformed, gave way to jagged, sharp teeth that grew out.

And this change continues to spread, twist, and swell over time.

In those wide-open, deadpan eyes, Li Qingfeng saw pain, despair, and fear.

But in the next moment, a shadow fell over those bright eyes.

"Qing... Brother... giggle... giggle..."

He spoke with difficulty.

Two streams of murky tears flowed down his distorted face, which was covered in filthy hair.

The last glimmer of light in those eyes vanished.

The entire protruding jaw suddenly elongated, accompanied by a chilling sound of bones twisting and rubbing together.

Her petite body suddenly swelled and twisted, and a ferocious dog face replaced the delicate girl's face.

Immediately afterwards, his entire body rapidly expanded and grew larger amidst a series of muscle contractions.

The clothes were torn to shreds.

In the blink of an eye, the girl who was crouching on the ground had transformed into a twisted and ferocious dog.

next moment.

Those eyes, already stained red with chaotic bloodlust, suddenly locked onto the figure standing at the door.

In an instant, the hideous, blood-red maw opened wide and rushed towards them, accompanied by a foul stench.

And all of this happened too fast.

Having witnessed the entire event, Li Qingfeng's eyes widened in disbelief, his gaze almost bursting with rage.

A surge of anger and resentment threatened to burst through my heart and lungs.

Looking at the vicious dog that rushed towards him, he could vaguely see a resemblance to the little girl from the past.

In Li Qingfeng's wide eyes, the blood vessels dilated sharply due to his emotional excitement, appearing somewhat scarlet.

Immediately, he raised his hand and grasped the Righteous Path Sword behind him, which was now without its scabbard. The veins on his arm bulged, and he roared through gritted teeth.

"You old dog! How dare you do this?!"

"Die to me!!"

The next moment, without even looking, he ripped off the wooden sword that was tied to his back.

With a powerful push of his feet, he suddenly twisted his upper body, the blade slamming behind him with a deafening roar.

At this moment, in the position behind.

A dark figure that had silently crept in unnoticed was instantly struck by the sword blade and sent flying backward.

Like a rag doll that had been kicked away, it folded and scraped off sections of bricks and tiles from the wall before crashing heavily onto the load-bearing wall on the ground.

Because of this action, the girl who had originally pounced on him and turned into a twisted vicious dog was already close by.

Li Qingfeng could even hear the panting of a wild beast right behind him, as if it were being cut through the wind.

"Tear..."

The next moment, a sound of fabric being torn rang out, causing him to groan involuntarily.

His whole body staggered forward suddenly, but he quickly regained his balance.

Then, completely ignoring what was behind them, came terrifying barking and tearing sounds.

He took a step forward, wielding the Righteous Path Sword, and the entire floorboards cracked under his foot.

This caused a gust of wind to suddenly rush towards the hunched figure who had fallen to the ground and was staggering to his feet.

"die!!"

And now.

The old dog, who had already staggered to his feet, was still wrapped in his dirty, tattered robe.

Looking at the approaching boy, his face filled with hatred and anger, he couldn't help but chuckle in a hoarse and unpleasant voice.

"Hehe...cough cough! Your movements are as fast as ever..."

A hoarse voice came out, and the severed arm wrapped in a black cloth was raised.

"...So? Did you like my return gift? Hehe..."

(End of this chapter)