Heavenly Thunder strikes me down, and I become a Disaster Demon Lord

One missed, Xue Yan still drank too much after all.

The ambergris brewed was sweet and mellow, and I didn't notice it at first, but the alcohol had a strong aftertaste, Xue Yan was very excited, and inadvertently drank more than half of the altar by himself.

By the time Lin Feng realized that something was wrong with him, it was too late.

In the end, the little fox with a red body all over hugged the wine jar and did not let go, clamoring for another jar. The evil smell mixed with the alcohol smell, so that all the monsters in a radius of a hundred miles would be active.

"You can't drink any more." Lin Feng ordered, frowning and pretending to take the wine jar back from his hands viciously.

"I don't!" Xue Yan seemed to be holding a jar of gold without any fear, "I want to drink it, I can still drink ten jars!"

Fang Mo had already drank tea, and sat across from him, An Ran looked as if he was cultivating immortality on the spot, and he was out of place with the other two people across the table.

Lin Feng pointed at him and threatened: "Let go, three, two..."

"It's not loose!" Xueyan laughed, and even stuck out her tongue at Lin Feng.

A little of the wine in the jar spilled out during the commotion, mixing with the already strong smell of wine.

Before Lin Feng could figure out what to do with him after counting to "one", Xueyan suddenly put down the wine jar by herself, moved closer, and stared at Lin Feng's face with round eyes without blinking.

After a while, it became quiet, and Lin Feng had no choice but to look at him, and said, "Well, just let it go, Xueyan is good..."

Xue Yan's bright eyes immediately bent into crescents, cupped her face, and then laughed.

"Master Dao," he murmured drunkenly, "you are so pretty~"

Lin Feng accepted the praise for this skin for Shi Chongyan, and supported Xueyan who was pouring towards him: "Okay, okay, let's go back."

"Go back?" Xueyan stabilized her figure, blinked, "No, I won't go back!"

"I still want to watch the fireworks!" He took himself out of Lin Feng's hands, staggered and got up, "Fireworks, watch the fireworks!"

He bumped the table and moved it an inch towards Fang Mo.

"Okay, okay, watch the fireworks." Lin Feng followed him to comfort him, "Then let's start here...Xue Yan!"

"Huh?" Xueyan's eyes were full of water, she raised her face, and her hairy ears moved innocently.

Lin Feng quickly scanned around, seeing that no one was paying attention, raised his hand to cover his ears, and whispered: "Put it away!"

"Ah?" Xueyan looked at him in confusion, "What did you say, Daoist?"

With his ears covered, he only saw Lin Feng's mouth opening and closing, but he couldn't hear anything clearly.

Under the hem of the clothes, a snow-white tail flicked unwillingly. Fang Mo caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, and the tea in his hand was unsteady.

"Lin Feng." He motioned for Lin Feng to look down.

Lin Feng took a deep breath, and didn't care about other things, he moved his hands up and down neatly.

A palm slashed at Xueyan's neck, and the little fox, who was half demon-looking, limply fell to the ground.

Lin Feng quickly supported him.

Worried about how to hide the tail, there was a "bang" in the arms, and the big living person has turned into a soft white ball, lying on the chair and sleeping soundly.

Lin Feng and Fang Mo heaved a sigh of relief at the same time, neither of them wanted to cause trouble on New Year's Eve.

Xiao Er trotted past, suddenly saw an animal on the chair, and said in surprise: "Oh, my lord, this..."

He hesitated and said, "This kind of pet is not allowed in the shop. The one you brought here is not an ordinary cat or dog. This is..."

fox?

Before Xiaoer could see it clearly, Lin Feng had an idea, lifted it up, and hung it around his neck slowly: "Have you never seen a fox fur scarf?"

Xiao Er: "..."

The gasping kind?

This grandpa probably took him for a fool.

Lin Feng's face was already red after drinking, and he didn't worry about being seen through his nonsense, so he got up and said, "The food in your restaurant is good, we like it very much, please pay the bill."

"Hey, good." Xiaoer retracted his gaze from the living scarf, bowed and said, "This way please~"

After leaving the restaurant, it was getting late.

In the past, every household would have rested early, but today the streets are still bustling and bustling, and the entire Dragon City is lit with fire, like a city that never sleeps.

They saw a few familiar people in the street corner, they should be Feng Xie's subordinates.

"They're looking for you?" Fang Mo also caught a glimpse, but passed by lightly, without any intention of stopping.

"Feng Xie doesn't have the guts to control my whereabouts." Lin Feng's spirits rose, and he spoke with the arrogance of a teacher, "It should be that I haven't found Dou'er yet."

"Douer?" Fang Mo thought for a while, "Oh, that brat."

"En." Lin Feng turned sideways, letting a child dragging a string of firecrackers run past his feet.

Behind the child was a young woman, hurriedly chasing after her, with a smile on her face.

Xueyan rested her head on Lin Feng's neck, drunkenly, she didn't know what dream she had, and uttered a bunch of nonsense that no one could understand.

Lin Feng took him off his shoulders, held him in his arms, and said suddenly: "I think, I know where Dou'er is."

"Ghosts stay in the world, and they have obsessions." Fang Mo followed Lin Feng out of Dragon City, and looked back at the fireworks world that was left behind, "His obsession is his mother."

Although Lin Feng had made his wish for him before, as long as he was still wandering in this world, it was absolutely impossible not to miss his mother.

During festive seasons, even if Dou'er didn't sneak out to find his mother in the first place, after walking around the street and seeing other people's loving mothers and filial sons, she should cry.

"Exactly." Lin Feng summoned his pitch-black saber, and Fang Mo stretched out his hand, "I know where his home is, grab me...what's wrong?"

Fang Mo shook his head: "No, I just thought that Liu Xu's sword is also black."

The ghost doctor's hand was very cold, Lin Feng felt that he was holding a piece of ice.

"Perhaps, black is worthy of their temperament as villains?" Lin Feng found an explanation for this.

Fang Mo was amused by his words, and chuckled lightly.

After drinking some wine, this ghost doctor who rarely showed his emotions became more human.

On New Year's Eve, it was windy and cold at high places.

When the cold wind blew, Lin Feng's head was not particularly clear, and he squinted his eyes half-squinting to search for the dark area under his feet.

Xueyan unconsciously felt cold, and had already hid in his collar, huddling there and whimpering.

"Mr. Lin, you..." Fang Mo tugged on Lin Feng's clothes at the waist, fearing that the man's sword would become unstable after drinking, and the sword would destroy people and kill him.

"Could it be that we can't find the way?" He hesitated, but still asked.

"No, it's impossible." Lin Feng denied one after another, "I recognize it, but it's too dark now..."

Fang Mo reminded: "Is his home in the city?"

"It's a small town." Lin Feng replied.

"Since it's in the city, it must be brightly lit on New Year's Eve." Fang Mo said.

...Yes.

Lin Feng suddenly realized that it was really a mistake to drink secretly, why did he keep staring at the dark mountains?

Laughing awkwardly against the wind, Lin Feng turned around.

Calculating the time, it should be half past Haishi.

The stamina of the ambergris brew is really strong, Shi Chongyan's body should have a good capacity for alcohol, and now he couldn't help but staggered two steps when he landed.

"Are you okay?" Fang Mo helped him up.

"It's okay, I didn't drink much." Lin Feng rubbed his temples.

Following Lin Feng into the city, Fang Mo could hear him thinking all the time.

At first, there were too many voices on the street, so I couldn't hear clearly, and when I turned into the alley, Mo Mo heard a little confused.

"Turn left at the biscuit shop..."

"Walk to the latrine and go west."

"Tangshui shop, Tangshui shop...there is it. Go to the right at the door, turn in and go to the garbage dump...well, then go left."

Fang Mo listened halfway, and couldn't help but ask: "What is this... a strange way to find the way?"

Lin Feng smiled awkwardly at Fang Mo for the first time tonight: "Ahahahaha, yes."

But if it wasn't for Dou'er's tasteful way of remembering the way that impressed him deeply, he might not be able to find the small house in the alleys with twists and turns.

A few alleys away, the noise on the street seems to be separated from the barrier of silence, and has nothing to do with this place.

Through the thin paper window, one can see faint candlelight in the house, and the cold silhouettes of the people in the house are reflected by the window.

On the low wall opposite, a light and small figure sat under the night sky with sparse moonlight. The branches above his head cast shadows, almost completely burying him.

"Why don't you go in?" Lin Feng walked over lightly, raised his head, and asked softly.

Douer didn't expect someone to talk to him, so he was startled at first, then he was stunned when he saw the person coming: "It's you? Why are you back?"

He was originally an earth-bound spirit, and he couldn't leave the temple. Although he was freed after being taken away by Lin Feng, his spiritual power was weakened, and it was difficult to maintain his form without external spiritual power supply.

Feng Xie usually made offerings for him, but he had been away from Feng Xie's mansion for too long, and now he was already translucent. If it took another two hours, Lin Feng would not be able to see him.

"Don't worry, come back to see you." Lin Feng coaxed the child casually, "I went to the mansion during the day to say that you had slipped away, and I thought you couldn't stop going out to play around, so it turns out that you missed your mother?"

Dou'er didn't deny it, she swayed her little feet back and forth, turned her gaze back to the paper window, and said sullenly, "Today is New Year's Eve...Mother must be very lonely."

Lin Feng said in relief: "But you already..."

"I know." Dou'er's voice sounded dull, but his words were sensible, "I know, so I'll just look outside, I won't go in."

It's not easy for a little ghost to easily give up his obsession with his mother.

Fang Mo stood a little far away, and said: "Yin and Yang are separated, if the obsession is difficult to clear, it is better to leave early."

Hearing this, Dou'er turned her head to look at him, frowning and wrinkling her nose.

"Who are you?" he asked not very kindly. "Who wants to go early? I don't like you."

"This is the ghost doctor." Lin Feng said hastily, "He is here to help us."

Lin Feng also didn't know what kind of status and rumors the ghost doctor had in the ghost world. It seemed that his deterrent power was stronger than Liu Xu's to some extent.

The direct evidence is that when Douer heard this, his expression suddenly became a little weird, and he changed from his dullness just now, and said sharply: "Ghost doctor?!"

The wobbling little feet also stopped, the eyeballs frantically turned several times, and stammered: "I, I, I, I, I am not..."

"Don't be afraid." Fang Mo tilted his head and comforted him coldly, "I'm not those Taoist monks. If you don't want to go to reincarnation, I won't force you."

He paused for a while, as if he was thinking of words, stretched out his index finger and pressed the center of his eyebrows, then raised his eyes and continued: "It's just that your spiritual power is very weak now, and it's no good to force yourself to stay in this world with your situation..."

Lin Feng turned his head to look at Fang Mo, and suddenly found something.

He talked a lot, and inadvertently made a lot of expressions.

Sure enough, it is not easy to hear the name of Ambergris Niang.

Sweet and strong, full of stamina, well-deserved reputation.

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