Feng Ling was so happy that when she saw Lin Feng for the first time, she jumped up from her chair. She realized that she was a little too excited, so she held the corner of her clothes and stepped back to stop.

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

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

Turning around quickly, he realized that Lin Feng had kept his eyes closed.

"Brother Lin?"

Slightly panicked, she stretched out her hand to hold Lin Feng's arm, but he almost fell over. Fengling hurriedly supported him. The cold feeling in her hand made her eyes change. She pressed her body against Lin Feng and stretched out her hand to test his breath.

"Brother Lin..."

Su Xin quickly helped Lin Feng straighten up, while Feng Ling looked at Miao Xiang with tears streaming down her face.

"Sister Feng Ling, actually we are from the underworld, Lin Feng, your elder brother Lin Feng left half a year ago."

"Then, then, you guys?" Her expression and emotions changed drastically in this short period of time. She took Lin Feng's hand again and bit her lips to prevent herself from crying.

"We are practitioners. For the past six months, we have been using magic to keep his body from decaying."

Miao Xiang cast a spell and moved the chair up and down in the air to confirm her identity as a practitioner.

"Practitioner? Brother Lin is so powerful, how could he die? How could Brother Lin die? He won't die, right?"

Feng Ling's reaction was beyond Miao Xiang's expectation. Only with deep feelings can one be so unwilling to accept and panic.

"No, this is not true!" Feng Ling waved his hand and suddenly turned around, the aura on his body rising sharply.

Su Xin was shaken and rolled out. She rolled several times in the air before she stabilized her body and fell outside the courtyard. Miao Xiang was also hit, and the strong momentum pressed her against the wall, unable to move.

The breath was terrifying, the wind spirit raised its head and roared, the huge waves in the lake were surging into the sky, and a huge waterspout was born out of thin air. The clear sky suddenly became overcast in the morning. People who were about to leave for worship saw the change in the sky from a distance and began to recite loudly.

Scripture.

The temple in the mountain suddenly bloomed with golden light, and the light rushed straight to the lake. From Miao Xiang's perspective, the wind spirit looked like a goddess walking out of the sun.

Picking up Lin Feng, Feng Ling approached Miao Xiang step by step, like a savage beast, the strong pressure was suffocating, and the holy aura in her body seemed to have disappeared, leaving no resistance.

Getting closer and closer, there was silence between heaven and earth.

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

"Sister Feng Ling, Master, my mother-in-law is gone!" Xiao Ye's urgent voice came from the room. When she found out that Grandma Xue had passed away, she cried and called loudly.

The waterspout in Taiyin Lake suddenly broke away, and Feng Ling's eyes swept into the house.

Such a pair of cold eyes, Miao Xiang almost knelt down as if seeing a god.

"No, don't hurt her!"

With golden light, the wind spirit passed through the wall, and Ono's crying stopped suddenly.

The world was restored to life, and Miao Xiang could finally feel the breath of nearby vegetation. Thousands of golden lights hung from the clouds that had not dispersed over the lake. The atmosphere between the lake and the clouds was very peaceful, and the voices of believers chanting sutras could be heard from far away.

"Owner!"

Su Xin climbed over the wall from outside the courtyard and saw only Miao Xiang. When she was confused, golden light flashed in the room and Xiao Ye's cry of pain was heard.

Miao Xiang had just time to gather the energy in her body, but Su Xin had already knocked on the door and entered.

boom!

The sound of thunder sounded, and before Miao Xiang could cross the threshold, the golden light shot straight into the sky, and the world was as quiet as before. She didn't care about the danger, and rushed in.

She saw herself walking on the Golden Avenue. There were several figures in front of her. The road was endless. She tried her best to chase them, but she still couldn't close the distance.

"Ono, Suxin!"

The figure was getting further and further away, and Miao Xiang called loudly.

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

The people in the room were gone, but everything else was there. Looking back, I saw that the door that Su Xin had broken through was also fine, but I didn't know when it was closed.

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

"No, don't!"

Miao Xiang stretched out her hand, but after the light flashed several times, it disappeared.

She had already guessed that Fengling was not an ordinary person, and that a man like Lin Feng could not have a mortal around him, but she did not expect that Lin Feng's death would have such a big impact on Fengling. From the current point of view, it was probably not good.

The influence, Fengling's indifferent eyes, seemed to be imprinted on her heart.

Ono's voice screaming in pain and Su Xin's thunder gave her a bad premonition, so she rushed to the temple with bare feet.

At this time, the golden light emitted by the painted figures in the temple was gradually disappearing. The croaking snake sprang out of the pool and looked at the temple with confusion. It had a big head and a naive look. An old cow appeared by the spring to drink water at some unknown time.

, Taoist Hong Ya and Wu Fengzi were dressed like two herdsmen, looking at the temple with their peripheral vision.

"Xiao Hei, Brother Lin needs to warm up his real body, please trouble you!"

"Hiss!"

The singing snake's fleshy wings trembled slightly, and it opened its mouth to swallow Lin Feng.

"Okay, hide quickly, don't scare anyone."

"Hiss!"

The snake slowly hid in the pool, while Ono stared at the puppet and then at the wind spirit.

"Sister Fengling, you look like this!"

"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!"

Fengling told them that Xiaoye was still worried about her master.

"Don't worry, with me here, your master will recover soon. He's not pitiful."

"Hehe, thank you sister!"

The shrine emits an evil black aura. The two-foot shrine is like the door to hell, and the light in the temple is swallowed up by black.

"Go ahead, be careful."

The two closed their eyes and were swallowed by the black light. Feng Ling went out and walked to the edge of the spring.

"Xiao Hei has a difficult task, so I leave it to you."

The old cow was mighty and majestic, lowered its head and snorted, and began to walk up the mountain along the green grass.

"goddess?"

Taoist Hongya tentatively waved to say hello to Feng Ling, and Wu Fengzi quickly looked away.

"Uncle, we meet again. Did you call the wrong person again?"

The waving hand suddenly froze. Taoist Hongya glanced at the foot of the mountain and quickly turned back to take out his water bag to get some water without even talking to Fengling.

While he was getting water, Feng Ling nodded to Wu Fengzi and gradually disappeared.

Finally, Miao Xiang arrived at the temple before the first worshiper arrived, and everything was as usual here.

Rushing to the pool again, she picked up a branch on the ground and tested the depth.

The bottom of the pool is full of stones, but it is no more than two feet deep.

Throwing it into the temple again, she stared at the doll, but the doll had lost its divinity and was no longer special in the eyes of practitioners.

What's going on?

A worshiper had already thrown a sign in outside the door. Somehow, she quickly ducked aside. The temple was dimly lit and no worshipers came in.

She couldn't explain why she was like this. It seemed that she didn't want to blaspheme the gods in the hearts of worshippers, and she seemed to be afraid of seeing the clear eyes of worshippers. Miao Xiang hid in the temple for a day.

It wasn't until night approached that the howling of wolves was heard from the distant mountains, and Miao Xiang, who had been thinking inexplicably, suddenly came back to her senses.

"Huh? It's already dark?"

In her memory, the day of worship had just begun.

The more she looked at the temple, the more unhappy she felt. She hurried out and saw a bull's head outside the door.

On this dark and midwinter night, a bull head like a Minotaur appeared silently, which really scared her out of her mind.

One was inside and the other was outside. After a stalemate for a while, Lao Niu swung his ears and left first.

With her heart pounding, Miao Xiang was frightened by the strange things one after another. She wanted to cast a spell to leave quickly, but found that her magic power was gone.

Looking at the long road in front of her, fear arose in her heart for no reason. She didn't have the ability of Feng Ling to make beasts, insects and butterflies obey, so she hurried out of the mountain one step at a time.

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

Miao Xiang bravely walked out of the mountain, but these creatures did not scare her.

When she finally returned to the yard, she finally let go of her worries. After bolting the door and turning around, she saw the linen bag hanging under the eaves. Inside was the sign for the prayers of yesterday's worshipers. She stopped in her tracks.
To be continued...