Wedding ceremony tomorrow

Chapter 26 Memories

The sun was shining brightly in the early morning.

Luo Qingfeng woke up with a start, clutching his head, his head throbbing with pain.

Last night's nightmare is still vivid in my mind.

It felt as if it had really happened.

He looked up at the window, then at the door.

The windows and doors were still bolted.

No one came in.

But that doesn't mean nothing else came in.

It would be one thing if it happened once or twice, or even when he was physically weak, but now that he has become a cultivator, he is still having nightmares.

This is clearly not normal.

Was the other party really trying to exploit his fear?

He was cold and indifferent last night, which angered her, so she immediately taught him a lesson.

If that's all there is to it...

He suddenly sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, circulated his internal energy, and looked inward.

There were no abnormalities in the body.

Those two stars still shone brightly, full of power.

If it's just fear and doesn't damage his cultivation, then he can indeed endure the humiliation and give it a try.

He got up, dressed, packed up the remaining gold, and opened the door.

There was no one outside.

On the table was a sheet of Xuan paper with a few lines of crooked characters on it.

"Brother Feng, Zhao'er has gone to the shop. I'll be back early tonight to have our wedding ceremony. Don't make excuses anymore, or Zhao'er will really get angry and never talk to you again. Also, tonight in the bridal chamber, Zhao'er will give you a surprise, a very, very big surprise!"

Luo Qingfeng narrowed his eyes and slowly crumpled the Xuan paper in his hand into a ball.

surprise?

Is she threatening him again?

He looked at the flower bushes in the corner of the courtyard and clenched his fist.

A flower was placed on Hei Xiu's grave.

He left through the back door and went out onto the street, preparing to continue his cultivation outside the town.

Just as he was about to go to the butcher shop to buy meat, he suddenly noticed that a large crowd had gathered at the entrance of the alley ahead, along with several constables.

Many people turned pale and their voices trembled.

Seeing this, several children tried to go over to watch, but were terrified and grabbed by the adults.

Luo Qingfeng's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Another person has died?

He quickly walked over, through the crowd, and came to the back of a constable, looking into the alley.

This sight immediately gave him a jolt, and his mind went blank!

In the alley, the body of a young girl dressed in a pale yellow dress lay in a pool of blood, a gaping hole in her chest, her internal organs ripped out...

Her eyes were wide open, her face filled with terror, as if she had seen something horrible before she died.

On that tender face, there was a deep claw mark.

It's Zi'er!

It's Zi'er!

Luo Qingfeng stood frozen in place, his mind buzzing, and his face turned extremely ugly.

Suddenly, he looked at Zi'er's right hand.

The girl's right hand was clenched tightly, and a sliver of red cloth peeked out from between her fingers.

At that moment, the image of that woman in the red dress instantly appeared in Luo Qingfeng's mind!

A surge of anger suddenly rose from his chest!

"Scatter! Scatter all!"

The constables looked grim and immediately began to drive people away, then quickly sealed off the alleyway.

Luo Qingfeng staggered away as he was pushed and shoved by the crowd, his body trembling.

It wasn't fear, it was anger!

He hadn't gone far when two figures suddenly appeared ahead. One of them, upon seeing him, immediately ran over happily.

"Brother Feng! Why are you out here?"

Su Zhao'er, dressed in a red dress, ran towards him with a face full of surprise.

A piece of the hem of the fluttering red skirt was clearly missing.

Luo Qingfeng stared at her, his eyes burning with rage, his fists clenched tightly!

Just because of his attitude last night, was Zi'er cruelly murdered by this devil in front of her?

At this moment, all the fear and repression he had endured over the past few days suddenly transformed into boundless anger, surging out of his chest and rushing to his head, turning his eyes bloodshot!

Su Zhao'er came up to him, her face beaming, and said, "Brother Feng, did you miss Zhao'er, so you came out...?"

Then her expression changed: "Huh, Brother Feng, what's wrong?"

Luo Qingfeng's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at her with a face full of anger.

Su Zhao'er was a little scared: "Brother Feng... no, don't scare Zhao'er. If you don't want to marry Zhao'er..."

Luo Qingfeng suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Of course I don't want to!"

Anger surged, instantly filling his entire body!

He couldn't take it anymore!

Villagers Hei Xiu and Zi'er were brutally murdered one after another!

Who will be next?

Is it my cousin's family?

He clenched his fists, glaring at her with hatred, and said, "Let me tell you, I've never intended to marry you! Not today! Not tomorrow! Never! Even if you kill me, I still won't!"

He's going all out!

Kill her if you want! Fight her to the death right now!

Su Zhao'er stared at him blankly: "Brother A-Feng..."

"Don't call me Brother Feng!"

Luo Qingfeng gritted his teeth, trembling as he looked at her: "You have no right!"

Su Zhao'er's face immediately turned pale: "You...you don't like Zhao'er anymore?"

Luo Qingfeng suddenly sneered, his face full of disgust and mockery: "How could I possibly like you? I've never liked you! Not before, not now, and never in the future! Never!"

Su Zhao'er's eyes immediately reddened: "But...but you gave Zhao'er a token of love, and you also accepted Zhao'er's token of love. You back then..."

"Is this the jade pendant?"

Luo Qingfeng sneered as he pulled out the jade pendant from his person and then slammed it hard onto the ground.

"Snapped!"

The jade pendant shattered and broke into two pieces.

His eyes were red as he roared, "You really think I care? Let me tell you, I never wanted it! You forced me! You forced me!"

Su Zhao'er suddenly burst into tears.

She slowly squatted down, her trembling little hands picking up the two pieces of broken jade from the ground. Then, she raised her tear-streaked face and said, "Brother Feng, do you really... really not want Zhao'er anymore?"

Luo Qingfeng, burning with rage, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes! If you have the guts, then kill me now!"

At this moment, the surrounding area was filled with people.

Several constables at the alley entrance not far away also turned their gazes in this direction.

Su Zhao'er looked at the broken jade pendant in her hand, tears streaming down her face. She slowly stood up from the ground, her face still streaked with tears, and looked at him again, her voice trembling, "Brother Feng, Zhao'er is asking you one last time, do you... do you still want to marry Zhao'er?"

Luo Qingfeng clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, enunciating each word clearly: "Unless I die!"

Su Zhao'er smiled sadly, tears streaming down her face, but her tone suddenly returned to calm: "Zhao'er knows... Actually, Zhao'er has known for a long time. Ever since Zhao'er came back, Brother Feng has changed..."

"sorry……"

The girl wiped away her tears, but tears continued to flow from her eyes.

"It was Zhao'er's fault, Zhao'er shouldn't have appeared again... Zhao'er shouldn't have come to disturb you..."

The girl suddenly burst into tears again.

"Goodbye, Brother Feng... Never... see you again..."

With tears streaming down her face, she glanced at the boy before her one last time, then clutched the broken jade in her hand and turned to leave.

The surrounding crowd began to murmur.

"Was this young girl abandoned by this scholar?"

"They clearly accepted the token of their love, but now they're denying it. They must have met a prettier, richer heiress, right?"

"Hmph, scholars are often heartless; you'd better open your eyes wide."

Listening to the surrounding discussions and watching the figure gradually walk away, Luo Qingfeng stood still, motionless, like a wooden stake.

For some reason, the anger in his heart began to gradually subside.

At the same time, the chaotic and angry emotions in his mind began to gradually cool down.

The ferocity on his face slowly faded.

He was momentarily dazed, suddenly feeling as if he had just been dreaming, as if something had compelled him to say those words and utter those roars...

"Sister Zhao'er!"

Song Wan'er, accompanied by her maid Ping'er, chased after them.

Luo Qingfeng stood on the street for a long time until people started throwing things at him and cursing him for being heartless and ungrateful. Only then did he leave, looking dejected.

At that moment, he felt lost and didn't know where to go.

Cultivation?

It doesn't seem necessary for now.

He's already laid his cards on the table.

Whether the other party wanted to leave or kill him to vent their anger, it was too late for him.

"To kill in revenge?"

Suddenly, he woke up with a start!

Wan'er just went after her, will she be furious...?

Thinking of this, he felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly turned and ran towards the Song family.

However, when he ran to the gate of the Song family's house, he suddenly saw thick smoke billowing out and a fire breaking out!

The flames were rising from the courtyard where he lived!

He was startled and hurriedly ran inside.

The three maids were terrified and hurriedly carried water to put out the fire.

Song Wan'er's face also turned pale as she frantically helped draw water from the well.

However, the house in the courtyard was already on fire, and the water in the basins had no effect whatsoever.

Moreover, the fire was growing larger and larger, and the three maids dared not approach it anymore.

Upon seeing that his own courtyard was on fire, Luo Qingfeng rushed over and asked, "Wan'er, what happened?"

Upon seeing him, Song Wan'er burst into tears, urgently crying, "Cousin, Sister Zhao'er has committed suicide by setting herself on fire! Quick, save her! Quick, save her!"

Upon hearing this, Luo Qingfeng froze on the spot.

Arson to commit suicide?

magic?

Just because he had just confronted her and said he didn't like her anymore and wouldn't marry her, she came back and set herself on fire to commit suicide?

At that moment, a sudden doubt began to creep into his mind.

"Sister Zhao'er..."

Song Wan'er carried the water and ran over unsteadily.

Luo Qingfeng stood frozen in place, his pupils reflecting the raging fire before him, his mind suddenly filled with chaos.

A sudden, inexplicable pang of pain rose in his heart.

It was as if the pain had awakened something within me.

At this moment, within his dantian, the two stars suddenly shone brightly and flickered incessantly!

At the same time, a powerful force rose from the sea of ​​consciousness and surged into the mind!

Deep within the corner of my mind, a chaotic and dark aura had been lurking for who knows how long, but suddenly, with a "whoosh," it was completely dispelled by that force.

"Whoosh!"

Luo Qingfeng's mind seemed to suddenly clear up, as if the clouds had parted.

Then, a flood of familiar memories suddenly rushed into his mind.

"Brother Feng, Grandma said you have a red string that your mother left for you, so you can tie it on the wrist of the girl you like, right?"

"How about I show it to Zhao'er? Zhao'er will just take a look, she won't want it..."

"Brother Feng, haven't you always wanted to see Zhao'er's feet? I'll show you my feet, and then you can let me play with that red string for a little while, okay? Just for a little while, please!"

"Hehe! It seems to look better tied on my ankle!"

"Hey, Brother Feng, where's your red string?"

"No, that's not true! Your red string is tied to your wrist, while Zhao'er's is tied to her ankle. It's not yours! It belongs to Zhao'er!"

"Brother Feng, don't be sad. Here, take this jade pendant."

"Hmph! You dare not take it? Be careful, or Zhao'er will beat you... Zhao'er herself, beat Zhao'er until she cries, and then go back and tell Grandma you hit Zhao'er! Here you go! You have to carry it with you every day from now on, and don't you dare lose it!"

"Brother Feng, will you always love Zhao'er?"

"If you say yes, then I'll let you kiss me... anywhere is fine..."

Memories flooded back like a tide.

Luo Qingfeng stood frozen in place, his face pale as he stared at the raging fire that seemed impossible to extinguish. It felt as if a sharp knife was constantly stabbing at his heart...

My heart is breaking.

(End of this chapter)