Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 116 Leading the way for the first time (3k)

Calling out his profession is even more frightening than calling out his name.

He is not a guide.

When he was alive, he did a side job.

Not Duan Gong.

What he does is carrying corpses and walking graves, and occasionally leads people, but the people he used to lead the way all called him by his name, which is easy to support.

After his suspended animation, everyone thought he was evil.

He shows up, always wearing a mask.

Take people's internal organs.

In his life, he has only led the way once, and that time, the Taoist priests of the imperial court asked him to guide him.

The Taoist master had a very bad temper. He mumbled to himself along the way and said several times, "Tell me to kill this official", which scared him to the point of breaking his heart.

It was that time leading the way that made him what he is now.

That Taoist master has a temper, but he is also capable. Along the way, he saw a lot of strange things.

Daoist said it was a funerary object washed out by the heavy rain.

They are all "old and decaying things".

Not worth mentioning.

Guides are knowledgeable.

Mirrors, jars, and wooden sleepers, these things are also funerary objects.

And if he didn't guess wrong, this is at least a Han Dynasty tomb.

Still a large tomb.

He had greedy thoughts.

Out of greed, he found blood nematodes in [Qingquanzhai], a stilted building full of blood.

Relying on the means of fishing sideways, he saved and brought down a bug.

Then he arranged a "violent death".

After reasonably arranging the news of his own death, he hid in the dark, went to the mountains to search for various clues, and dug graves.

In those years, he discovered that when he brought the Taoist priests from the imperial court up the mountain, there must be secrets in the depths of Xiangxi that he did not know.

He saw the sacrificial offering place and altar on the mountain.

There are also magic seal talismans.

After that, he also met many monks and priests, who came over every year to strengthen the seal with the chieftain.

After the practice of monks and Taoists, the mountains in western Hunan were much safer, and even digging graves with him was very rewarding.

He collected a lot of things, finally found a few words, and walked on the road to the blood god,

Also, some witches in the Han Dynasty speculated about the priests before the Yin and Shang Dynasties.

He didn't know that the sacrificial incense was called [five internal organs incense].

But he found another way, and when he got out of the way, some secret techniques and Nuo operas he knew were combined with blood nematodes, hunting the same kind, and they were treated as demons in the end.

He's not a smart guy, he's a lucky one.

He didn't come up with [Five Viscera Fragrance], but he did come up with a method of offering sacrifices to the five viscera.

After being discovered.

A Nuo drama, please move [Fuxi] to deal with him.

Unfortunately, too much time has passed, the Ming Dynasty is gone, and the Qing Dynasty has also come to an end.

Years of wars and chaos, the decline of the dynasty's luck, the five qis are rampant, and the people are in dire straits.

The evil and evil methods increase, and the righteous methods decrease.

In the Central Plains, even mages are rarely seen.

They can only use Nuo opera to suppress the guide.

Repression is suppressed.

But it's just suppressed.

Couldn't kill them.

What's more, after the Ming Dynasty, the Dharma-ending era.

The 170-year-old [Fuxi] mask with a touch of charm did not connect to the real origin of [Fuxi], but even so, it was enough to suppress the guide.

The guide knows exactly what his situation is.

Not to mention those orthodox monks, self-taught guys like him who are self-taught, some mages with inheritance, can also beat him out of his wits.

This Nuo drama without justice and without a mage still suppressed him.

More importantly, as he became more and more inhuman, he realized the unfathomableness of Xiangxi.

And his end.

The person in front of me is not coming.

He is also going to die.

Now, he finally escaped from the cage, but in this young man, he felt a deadly threat.

Suffocating.

Even more terrifying.

He was called out of identity, guide.

"You, are you from Daming?"

He thought of the Taoist priest who led the way, and trembled all over.

Lin Feng looked at this "old friend" with some emotion.

"Da Ming, you still remember Daming."

But knowing is knowing, Lin Feng thought of the first time he entered the game, and when he saw this sloppy man and thought of taking out the oil candle, the murderous intent leaked from the high-skilled mage.

Unexpectedly, it was not killed at that time.

Outside the game, he had to deal with this person.

"Don't, don't kill me, I, I just went astray."

The thick smoke on his neck was still coming out, he clutched his neck and said in pain: "I really know my mistake, the villain is a slave and a servant..."

Lin Feng ignored him.

"Give my regards to Zhu Baihu and Li Pusa, if you can meet them."

He shook off his scraps.

The guide was so panicked that he even forgot to ask who Li Pusa was.

He begged for mercy.

Lin Feng was indifferent.

【bo】

This time, he only left a wisp of breath to prevent himself from losing his strength, and all the rest of his breath turned into the sound of whipping, and in one fell swoop, the guide opposite fell to the ground, the thick smoke on his body was billowing like he didn't want money. Take off towards the sky.

Broken soul.

The suppressed guide who was exhausted had only time to look back on his first half of life before being killed.

Lin Feng was a little disappointed. He originally planned to capture a wild god and make it into a sacrificial incense, but he didn't expect that it was an old acquaintance, or a blood god.

If it is the blood god, then forget it, Lin Feng has serious ptsd for the blood god, Lin Feng has not yet figured out what the blood god's principle is.

Stay away from blood nematodes, always no problem.

"I've protected you so many times, but I didn't expect that in the end, I ended up killing you with my own hands. It can be regarded as a cause and effect, there is a front and a back."

Lin Feng took one last look at the dead guide who fell powerlessly on the ground.

Seeing the blood nematode that had lost its restraint on his body, it suddenly crawled out of Mo Kong's body and crawled towards Lin Feng.

Don't wait for Lin Feng to do it himself.

The 【Fuxi】Nuo face in Lin Feng's hands shook slightly.

All of a sudden, the entire Nuo Temple began to emit some burnt smell.

"Young man, come out, it's all over."

At the door, those Nuo opera masters waved and said.

"The evil spirit is dead, we have made our wish, and everything should be over."

When Lin Feng stepped back, he saw those Nuo noodles starting to burn. It seemed that each Nuo noodles contained the painstaking efforts of several generations. These people were burned by the fire, but they didn't feel any pain.

Those blood nematodes also turned into nothingness in the scorching flames.

The Nuo noodles were burned.

The jar burned.

The flames spread out, as if the flames fell on the scroll, the scroll burned and disappeared together, as well as the stilted building, and the land under Lin Feng's feet,
As Lin Feng killed the old acquaintance, this place also disappeared, and everything around him was fading and turning into the color of nothingness.

Immediately, Lin Feng felt something pulling him.

Look back.

The dense crowd of ghosts, those who watched the theater, those who acted, all knelt down and kowtowed to him.

"Thank you benefactor."

Lin Feng cupped his hands.

Don't say it, it feels good. Hi.

Those ghosts disappeared with the fire.

Those Nuo opera masters are still there.

It was as if their souls had been sucked out of them.

Looking at him dully, Lin Feng: "???"

"How many are you?"

Lin Feng asked loudly, and as a result, the agile people in front didn't respond, just like the old brother he saw at his home, as dull and insensible.

"Aren't you going?"

I asked tentatively.

Still no response.

Lin Feng was numb.

what is this?
Weird.

Also, this place?

Lin Feng glanced around, and immediately saw that this place was quite familiar to him.

Here, it is not only like the underworld in the game, but also like the Huangliang world that I saw not long ago.

no matter where.

It's not a good place here.

In the distance, there was something attracting him, Lin Feng pondered for a while, and for the sake of safety, he chanted a spell while walking.

【fa】

【fa】

【fa】

Shouting and walking, Lin Feng walked in this quiet place without sky and ground.

Follow the direction that attracts him.

The old buddies behind them followed them dully.

Some are like ancient guards leading prisoners.

It's also like the appearance of the old county magistrate in the old costume dramas going out on the street.

It's like a guard, a guard walks in front, and a guard follows behind, and among those people, they are prisoners tied up with ropes.

"Release" also comes from here, because these prisoners have their hands tied, and if they want to go to the toilet, they need to "relieve" first.

Lin Feng walked in front, and the ghost behind him followed.

As for the back, that is, the county magistrate came out to welcome, and the street was cleared.

In the front is the soap official, and in the back is the sedan chair. When the soap official walks in front, he beats the gongs and drums in his hands.

[The magistrate of the county comes out to welcome, and the idlers avoid it]

The same is true for the right side.

It still looks mighty.

Lin Feng's behavior is the same as that of the county magistrate crossing the street, except that there is a lack of officials. Even the county magistrate Lin Feng himself is also an official of the street.

what is this called.

shabby.

No pomp.

He took these people and walked in the direction that attracted him. After a while, he saw a car parked outside.

At this time, the surrounding colors also come back.

Lin Feng looked back, and behind him was dark and rainy. Although it was a bit uncomfortable, he felt inexplicably at ease.

came back.

Realizing that he was back, Lin Feng was relieved. He repeated the spell, and after confirming that the surroundings were not hallucinations, he stomped his feet vigorously.

The ground is cement road.

"came back."

This is confirmed.

Lin Feng got into the car and looked back at those old brothers.

Those elder brothers followed him and had no intention of leaving.
"Hey, I'm back."

He said to these elder brothers, these elder brothers did not respond, Lin Feng got in the car, and they also got in the car with Lin Feng.

Lin Feng: "..."

You are relying on me, right?

Lin Feng was surprised, he still wanted to talk, but he was taken aback for a moment.

Wait, when he was digging a hole just now, Lin Feng thought of the mural in the tomb that Teacher Zhang had sent him.

In the mural, the land god is like this, walking in front while reciting a mantra, followed by the owner of the tomb, leading them to the territory of the Yellow Emperor and Queen Mother of the West.

Just now, he seems to have completed a guide to the Underworld?

Ok?
Has he really become a land god?
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