Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 122 Compilation (3k)

Having you is my blessing.

During the communication with Lin Feng, Ziling realized that Lin Feng's purpose was nothing but the wild god in the mountains.

Old world.

Grumpy is grumpy, even if he is just Zhang Zhuoen's character spirit, he is full of spirituality.

Hearing that there may be gains beyond imagination in the mountains.

Lin Feng didn't look back.

He carried a headless corpse of a Taoist priest on his back, and knew that if he turned around, he would die.

Ask Zi Ling in a low voice: "This is our old man from Longhu Mountain? If not, why is he wandering around with the Sanqing bell? If you are familiar with it, you can talk to him and ask him to walk by himself?"

Ziling: "No."

Lin Feng: "Then Longhu Mountain is quite vast, and there are people everywhere."

Zi Ling: "..."

Zi Ling knew that Lin Feng had misunderstood him, good guy, you don't believe it.

Anxious.

Zi Ling: "It doesn't mean what you think, he is just a ghost from the underworld.

It's just that the Sanqing bell he is holding belongs to our Longhu Mountain. "

Lin Feng: "Then you, Longhu Mountain, are very inclusive, and you can also use Sanqingling and Yinyin."

Zi Ling was even more anxious.

"You can't talk well, can you?"

He wanted to slap Lin Feng, "Don't you understand this Sanqingling, is there something wrong with it?"

Lin Feng: "I don't know."

He didn't even recognize that it was San Qingling.

To be honest, he had heard a lot about San Qingling.

But to say that this bell is Sanqing Bell.

No matter from which point of view, it is a bit far-fetched.

The word aura is broken.

After all, Lin Feng said that he still followed the rules when he walked up the mountain with the headless Taoist on his back.

Ziling reminded me just now.

This underworld is weird, and he wants to use his body to go to a place.

During this period, he can't turn his head back, drag and drag, and can't leave the corpse and run away. If he walks according to the rules of the ghost, the ghost will leave by himself when he reaches the place.

Lin Feng asked everyone if they fought, and Zi Ling asked him why they fought.

"What a great opportunity, you are carrying this strange underworld, he will not kill you, on the contrary, he is now your amulet."

Lin Feng walked very steadily, and the underworld behind him was strange and quiet, but his copper mace was very dazzling, and the Sanqing bell was in Lin Feng's hands, so it didn't shake anymore.

It would be even better if his snake didn't wind around Lin Feng's body.

Lin Feng thought of wild gods and incense offerings, so he endured it.

Zi Ling glanced at the body of the headless Taoist priest on Lin Feng, and introduced the Sanqingling to Lin Feng: "This Sanqingling was originally offered in front of the righteous god of the Ministry of Lei in front of the Sanqing Hall, and the sound of thunder was used to influence it. Evil animal.

The reason why Sanqingling is called Sanqingling is because its handle is very long, and the top is similar to the shape of a "mountain".

Now it seems that the evil animals suppressed inside have escaped, and there is a big problem with this Sanqingling. The handle on the top is broken, and the bumper inside is gone. "

Lei Yin's influence...

The bumper is gone.

It is full of slots, and there are so many slots here that Lin Feng doesn't know which one he should complain about.

Lin Feng didn't speak, and Zi Ling continued: "The Sanqing bell in your hand was cast from the Six Heavens Guqi period, and it suppresses a blood-eating evil ghost inside.

It's just that due to some reasons, Longhushan didn't choose to kill it, but wanted to subdue it.

For some reasons, Taoist Gao Gong brought him out and released him. "

Lin Feng: "Then the wild god you mentioned?"

Zi Ling said: "In a more urgent moment, the contents of Sanqingling can also be fodder."

Lin Feng: "You all play like this?"

Zi Ling said: "That's right, some spirit beasts raised by the Tianshi Mansion have very strange tastes.

It's a very picky thing.

So if it really comes out, then you can really pick up a lot of wild gods, you are blessed. "

Lin Feng: "I always feel that things are not right.

If this matter was really so simple and easy, those archaeologists would be so miserable? "

Zi Ling said: "You have no choice. The old man behind you wants to go up the mountain, and you have to go up the mountain. Isn't it beautiful for you to go up the mountain together?"

Lin Feng: "Can't you kill this uncle?"

Zi Ling: "No, if Zhang Zhuo'en is really that powerful, then he still has to deal with [Shengxianzhai] matters.

He still goes back and forth to greet someone, just go by himself.

There are things that even the gods can't handle. You think he can do anything.

Besides, I'm just a word spirit, and the power he left on me is running out. "

Lin Feng still wanted to talk, but Zi Ling said, "Wait, stop talking."

Just as he was speaking.

There was a strange sound coming through from a distance, and a strong smell of corpses came over. Just as Lin Feng was checking whether he had lifted the tribute bowl, the headless Taoist priest behind him raised his copper mace.

Lin Feng: "What does he mean?"

Zi Ling said quietly on the side: "He means that you can't give others what he has eaten."

Lin Feng: "Then what should I do?"

The copper mace lightly tapped on Lin Feng's hand, and Lin Feng shook his hand in pain, just once, a crisp sound was transmitted, and Wei Wei on the opposite side heard the sound of the bell.

Paused down the pace.

began to hesitate.

This weirdness is hidden in the woods, so that people can't see the face clearly.

Zi Ling looked at these things vigilantly.

"This is stabbing the underworld, why are there so many strange things?"

Because he was carrying Lin Feng behind his back, Lin Feng couldn't see his solemn face either.

He didn't lie to Lin Feng, the bell in Lin Feng's hand didn't have a bead in it.

This is a dumbbell.

At the very beginning, the evil spirits of the Six Heavens' Old Qi were actually used as ramming beads inside, used as magical weapons for suppressing demons and scientific rituals.

Later, it was this headless and weird, bumping the ball inside.

Now, it is Lin Feng who is hosting the beading.

Don't think it's easy.

If only it were easy.

Longhu Mountain in the Tianshi Mansion would not subdue a ghost with six days old qi to act as a bead for this thing.

Lin Feng can shake the bell...

Zi Ling shook his head, if he was the real Zhang Zhuoen, he would definitely investigate this kind of matter.

But he is just a word spirit.

This guy is nice.

What will happen to him in the future has nothing to do with Ziling. At that time, Ziling knew that he had turned into ashes.

Thinking of this, he turned his head.

Seeing Lin Feng lower his head.

Lin Feng shook the bell to frighten the strangeness on the opposite side, but at the same time, he also felt a strong drowsiness and was very tired.

The upper eyelids are as heavy as iron.

It seemed that all the energy and energy were absorbed by the bell.

Almost asleep.

At this moment, he heard someone calling him.

"Compile, compile, compile?"

Lin Feng was groggy.

The voice said again: "Zian, you and I agree."

Lin Feng still didn't respond.

"Compile!"

That voice was loud.

Lin Feng was also awake, and subconsciously, a strange voice emanated from his soul.

【fa】

【bo】

A sound of expulsion, a sound of punishment, Lin Feng suddenly woke up, and subconsciously turned his head away.

He felt a shadow around his face.

Turning around, even Zi Ling didn't think of it.

Turn your face.

A face, stuck next to his face.

The two seem very close.

"Compile."

This face continued to speak, and Lin Feng's hands shook in fright.

The leftovers in his hand were smashed over.

In fact, he was conservative, because these supernatural powers were a bit too old-fashioned, so he told Ziling that he only knew one trick [Gongmi Distinguishing Tricks].

The issue is.

If you are really in a hurry.

He will, which seems like a lot.

……

Archaeological victims camp.

Some other experts are examining the traces.

"This weather is really strange."

When they entered the mountain, it was obviously still cloudy and rainy, but when they reached the mountain, it was like this.

The sun was red and hot.

And the captain didn't feel right.

This change of weather was very sudden.

He also stared at the sun for a while.

With a watch in his hand, he was a little relieved after confirming that the sun and the clock time were the same.

Everyone took off their raincoats and started their work.

The task here is led by the team leader, with all kinds of backbones under his command.

"The first massacre occurred from here. The heavy rain caused too much damage to the scene. Even the traces of blood could not be seen too much, and it was washed away.

But you see, this trace, I suspect that some people ran towards the deep mountain after the killing started.

The muddy ground here is solidified by temperature. Judging from their footprints and points of strength, they ran out by themselves.

There are traces of wild animals dragging, but here is the strange thing, if the camp is really attacked by something, first, there will be footprints, we did not find it, and second, if there is such a behemoth , must have been an extremely tall, ferocious apex predator.

This kind of killing, if there are wild beasts involved, at least bears, large carnivores such as South China tigers can do it, and even South China tigers are a bit difficult.

After all, people are also large animals, not to mention there are people with weapons.

Even when they see a large carnivore, they are able to respond.

We can see from the traces of the scene.

A shot was fired and no bullet casings were found.

Bears and South China tigers have not been observed for more than 30 years. "

"The killer tiger, the man-eating bear."

The captain took a deep breath and felt the pressure. No matter who encountered such a thing, he would feel a headache.

As an outsider like him, even if he has rich experience, he can't restore what happened here for a while.

Looking inside, they cleaned out the altar, and there were a few places where strange rituals were performed.

Around these places, people have died.

Next to the salvaged tombs is the hardest-hit area. A large number of corpses were seen there. Up to now, those corpses have not been taken away. The rescue team is rescuing the living, and everything is given priority to the living.

Just when the captain opened his mouth to say something.

Gunshots were heard not far away.

The captain's expression changed.

"Go and have a look."

Immediately, a group of people rushed over with weapons. When they rushed over, they saw an unforgettable scene in their lives.

Beside a small stream, a big mountain spider, which can only be seen in disaster movies, died on the ground. Next to this big dead spider, there was a temple, a deep hole, and dense spider webs.

"what is this?"

The captain couldn't help asking.

The rest did not answer him.

They were all shocked into speechlessness.

They all knew that the young man just now couldn't kill this big spider. To kill this guy, he needed a large-caliber weapon.

It lay quietly on the ground.

Obviously dead for a long time.

But even so, its flesh and blood still haven't rotted.

There was a big opening in its head.

That is its Achilles' heel.

　Bad, I'm really a living guy
　　
　
(End of this chapter)