Wedding ceremony tomorrow

Chapter 13 Good Sister

Luo Qingfeng's heart raced.

The footsteps stopped by the bedside, and then a small, cold hand was placed on his forehead.

"Ah, Brother Feng's head is so hot!"

It was Su Zhao'er's voice.

Zi'er hurriedly came in, reached out her little hand to touch him, and her expression changed immediately: "Young Master has a fever, this servant will go find a doctor."

"Zi'er, no need."

At this moment, Luo Qingfeng opened his eyes, his voice becoming hoarse: "No need to find a doctor, just brew me some more medicine, I'll be fine after a few days of rest."

The feverish feeling in my body is probably due to my cultivation practice.

However, this is a good opportunity to postpone the wedding ceremony and then seize the time to continue cultivating, striving to light up the star lamp as soon as possible and become a true cultivator.

Since the bride's identity is currently unknown, he naturally cannot simply go through with the wedding ceremony with her.

Zi'er quickly said, "Young master, then this servant will go and brew the medicine."

After the maid left, Su Zhao'er sat down by the bed, reached out and stroked his forehead, her face full of worry, and asked, "Brother Feng, are you feeling very unwell?"

No, I'm scared.

Luo Qingfeng tried his best to remain calm: "I'm fine, I just need a few days of rest."

He then sighed and said, "Zhao'er, I'm sorry, we can't have our wedding ceremony today."

Seeing that the girl remained silent, he was afraid of upsetting her, so he quickly added, "Tomorrow, when I'm better, we'll get married."

Tomorrow is tomorrow, tomorrow is so much.

We should try to delay as long as possible.

He has two things to do now.

The first step is to light up the star lamp and become a true cultivator.

Secondly, it is necessary to find out the true identity of this bride.

If it's someone impersonating someone, that's easy to handle; just kick them out or report it to the authorities. But if it's not a person, but...

That would be terrible!

He couldn't help but recall the demon from Linshan Village that night.

That demon was incredibly powerful; not only were the town's constables no match for it, but even the demon hunters from Wangxing City were no match for it.

If this girl is truly a demon, calling in exorcists would probably be useless; it might even alert her and harm my uncle's family.

Moreover, those exorcists might not even believe him.

After all, he had no evidence, and the girl should have already been examined before.

Therefore, he must not act rashly for the time being.

"Meow……"

Just then, the little black cat, Heixiu, jumped onto the bed, trying to crawl into his blankets.

Su Zhao'er quickly picked him up and coaxed, "Hei Xiu, Brother Feng is sick, don't disturb his rest."

Hei Xiu struggled in her arms for a moment, then jumped to the ground and ran out of the room.

Suddenly, Song Wan'er's voice came from outside the door: "Cousin, Sister Zhao'er, is it convenient for Wan'er to come in?"

Su Zhao'er got up, went to open the door, and frowned, saying, "Brother Feng's forehead is so hot."

Song Wan'er brought in a bowl of fragrant chicken soup and placed it on the chair by the bedside. She gently comforted him, "Sister Zhao'er, it's alright. The doctor said that my cousin has taken his medicine and will be fine after a few days of rest. This is chicken soup that Wan'er made for my cousin with medicinal herbs. Sister Zhao'er, please feed it to my cousin while it's hot."

Su Zhao'er quickly went to the bedside, carefully picked it up, sniffed it with her little nose, and her eyes lit up: "It smells so good!"

She swallowed hard, scooped up a spoonful, and brought it to her lips, saying, "Let me taste it first to see if it's hot."

Song Wan'er smiled and said, "If Sister Zhao'er wants some, there's more in the kitchen."

Su Zhao'er was a little embarrassed, so she quickly scooped up a spoonful and brought it to Luo Qingfeng's lips, saying, "Brother Feng, it's not hot, drink it quickly. We can only get married after you're better."

Luo Qingfeng hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth and drank it.

Su Zhao'er immediately scooped up another spoonful and brought it to his lips.

Luo Qingfeng did not refuse and quickly finished the whole bowl.

Song Wan'er took the bowl and said softly, "Sister Zhao'er, let's go out and let my cousin get some rest."

Su Zhao'er looked worried, seemingly unwilling to leave.

Luo Qingfeng suddenly spoke up: "Zhao'er, since you have nothing to do anyway, why don't you go to the shop with Wan'er to learn how to make clothes? When we get married, you'll have something to do. We can't keep living here and bothering others forever; we'll need to earn our own money to support ourselves in the future."

Let's get them away first.

Upon hearing this, Su Zhao'er immediately replied with a happy expression, "Yes, yes, yes, we'll just live together from now on. Zhao'er will go out to earn money while Brother Feng stays home to study and take the imperial examination, hee hee."

Luo Qingfeng glanced at her.

After Su Zhao'er finished speaking, she went over and took Song Wan'er's hand, saying with a flattering expression, "Sister Wan'er, can I come to your shop to learn?"

Song Wan'er smiled and said, "Of course."

The two told Luo Qingfeng to rest well, then left hand in hand.

As Luo Qingfeng watched the two figures walk away outside the window, he thought about what the girl had just said, and his heart wavered slightly.

But soon, he remembered the nightingale's words that night, and the account in the book.

"Demons are good at disguising themselves; to achieve their goals, they may even become indistinguishable from humans, and many may never be exposed in their entire lives..."

He had to find out the truth about this.

It is said that besides his bride, four other villagers also escaped from Linshan Village that night.

He decided to go and ask them about it today.

Outside the window, the morning sun slowly rises.

Luo Qingfeng lay down for a while before getting up and slipping out through the back door.

He first went to the dilapidated Guanyin Temple.

Before they even got close, they could see two constables standing guard there with solemn expressions.

The entrance was blocked by two wooden planks.

There seemed to be figures moving back and forth inside the temple.

"It seems the body from last night has been found."

Luo Qingfeng didn't dare to linger there. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, a hand suddenly reached out from behind, covered his mouth, and dragged him into the alley next to him with a "whoosh"!

Luo Qingfeng was startled. His arms were bound and he couldn't exert any force. Just as he was about to bite hard with his teeth, a soft, fragrant voice suddenly came from beside him: "No, don't bite. It's dirty there... I just touched a dead person."

Luo Qingfeng was startled and stopped struggling.

Nightingale pinned him against the wall in the corner of the alley, her large, watery eyes gleaming as she scrutinized him intently.

Luo Qingfeng, still shaken, asked, "Nightingale, is something wrong?"

Nightingale raised an eyebrow: "What do you think?"

Luo Qingfeng's heart raced as he said, "Could you please stop launching surprise attacks in the future? It's terrifying."

He was really frightened when this happened both times they met.

Nightingale said in a serious tone, "You weren't scared to death, were you?"

Luo Qingfeng was speechless.

Nightingale stared intently at him and said, "Tell me honestly, what were you doing just now?"

Luo Qingfeng tried his best to remain calm: "Let's go shopping."

Nightingale scoffed, "But you were just looking at the Guanyin Temple."

Luo Qingfeng did not deny it: "I was looking at those two constables because I need to talk to them."

"Oh? What is it?"

"The matter concerning the villagers of Linshan Village."

Luo Qingfeng answered without any pause.

Nightingale was slightly taken aback by his words, then released him, stared at him for a moment, and asked, "What do you want to ask?"

Luo Qingfeng said, "It was those two who helped me deliver the bride to the Song family. I heard that four other villagers were also alive. I want to know the specific details of the massacre that happened in Linshan Village, so I want to ask them."

Nightingale narrowed her eyes: "Why don't you just ask your bride?"

Luo Qingfeng sighed: "Her mother was also killed, so I dare not mention the matter of Linshan Village in front of her."

The nightingale then asked, "Then why do you want to know these things?"

Luo Qingfeng met her gaze without looking away: "Because I also saw the demon that night. Once people learn about something new, they will definitely be curious. Besides, I grew up in Linshan Village, and those who were slaughtered were my fellow villagers. Naturally, I want to know the specifics of this matter."

Nightingale stared at him for a while longer before nodding: "That explanation makes sense."

He then added, "However, those constables didn't know the specifics very well either. It was the people from Wangxing City who interrogated those villagers and your bride. This matter was kept secret, and even we only knew a limited amount."

Luo Qingfeng said, "Do you know where the other four villagers went? I want to go see them; after all, they are my fellow villagers."

Nightingale said, "Besides your bride, I only know of one other villager in town; the others should have all left."

Do you know where that villager lives?

Luo Qingfeng asked.

The nightingale glanced at him again, then turned and walked ahead.

"I was just about to go and ask that villager about the situation."

Luo Qingfeng quickly followed behind.

"A man died at the Guanyin Temple last night. He was a villager from Linshan Village. He died a horrible death, probably killed by a demon. He was the one who fled to the town to report the crime, and eventually went insane. I never expected that he would be killed last night."

"It's strange. Why would a demon kill a madman? If it was to silence him, that doesn't make sense either, because it's too late; the villager has already said everything he needed to say."

"Also, wasn't that demon in Linshan Village killed by the chivalrous man you mentioned? Is there still one?"

"Or perhaps it was some other demon, and the person was killed accidentally?"

"There are many strange things about this. Let's go ask that villager first and see if he knows anything about it."

Walking along the road, Nightingale raised many of her questions.

Luo Qingfeng hesitated for a long time, but still didn't dare to reveal his experience and speculations.

After all, it's just suspicion, without any evidence.

Moreover, after his encounter with the demon in Linshan Village that night, he no longer trusted these exorcists.

If he were to alert the enemy, and these exorcists were not particularly capable and would not risk their lives to protect him, then not only would he be in trouble, but his uncle's entire family would also be harmed.

Therefore, he must be cautious.

"There's an empty house in this alley; it belongs to his relative, and he's staying there temporarily."

Nightingale led him into a small alley.

But as soon as they arrived at the door of a house, the two suddenly smelled a strong stench of blood.

"not good!"

Nightingale's expression changed, and with a "clang," she drew the short knife from her waist and burst through the door!

Luo Qingfeng paused, stopped at the door, and looked inside.

(End of this chapter)