Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 137 Was Discovered by You (3.6k)

Holding the red cloth, he walked out of the circle of tombs, and followed the old man to a compound.

Lin Feng stepped into the crowd.

Some people had arrived early, and everyone had their own places. The old man and a few clan elders were the only ones who could sit down, while the rest, regardless of men, women, old or young, could only stand.

Lin Feng watched the increasingly oppressive atmosphere outside, and stood silently aside.

The moon appeared in the sky. This kind of moon is commonly called Mao Maoyue.

The meaning of Mao Maoyue is that the moon is blurred, and it is very likely that there will be strong winds the next day. Naturally, there is also a saying that on the night when Mao Maoyue appears, there will be things that should not appear in the wilderness.

The wind was blowing, and the wind carried the smell of blood.

Lin Feng felt that the ancestor worship tonight felt like a "bloody wedding".

Those who enter the hub tonight.

No one wants to get out of the body.

A few pieces of advice from the old man.

listed below.

Lin Feng kept it in his heart.

First, no one can believe it when they leave the gate here. After entering the ancestral hall with the Li family members, everyone has the possibility of being replaced. The closer it is to twelve o'clock in the evening, the more this kind of thing Frequently, don't believe the rest of the people, after all, there are many lies, the more it is twelve o'clock in the evening, the stronger the mind-warping effect of this strange place.

Second, there will be terrible events tonight. Therefore, no matter what Ah Feng sees, he must calm down. No matter who dies, he must not shake his mind. If he is afraid, he will make mistakes, and if he makes mistakes, he will die.

Thirdly, tonight's glimmer of life is only at the beginning of the ancestor worship.

When he enters the ancestral hall, at that time, there will be a line that is prepared in advance and leads to the outside. When he is introduced, what he has to do is to hold on to this rope. No matter what happens on the road, he must not make a sound and turn his head. , Walking all the way out, the end of the road is Fukou City.

When I went to Fukou, I went to Boss Feng's side without stopping, took out the things that the old man had put there in advance, and left Fukou overnight.

What remained were some important details, for example, when to throw his father into the ancestral hall, and when to put on that zombie skin.

The old man couldn't help sneering when he was talking, and said to Lin Feng: "Ah Feng, don't be soft-hearted, don't look at you as this person or your father, if he can ask you to change him, he would be so happy.

The feeling of licking the calf?How can this beast father have the feeling of licking the calf.

Human nature is evil. "

The old man laughed happily, but Lin Feng remained silent. Before leaving, he asked the old man, how is A Ping?

"Ah Ping?"

The old man said solemnly: "Both of you, you both had a narrow escape, just trying to survive.

Don't worry about others, you are all clay bodhisattvas crossing the river, and no one can protect the other.

I have done my best, and the rest is up to you to obey the destiny. "

Now, the old man has stopped talking, and his aging appearance has aroused a lot of speculation.

But no one dared to make a loud noise. It seemed that making a loud noise here would cause terrible things.

There are countless ancestral halls here, but the ancestral halls that are really going to worship ancestors, according to the old man, will only appear on time at twelve o'clock in the evening.

One by one, they all had to enter the ancestral hall one by one at that time.

As for what is in the ancestral hall.

No one ever said that.

Even the old man was tight-lipped about this, and kept it secret.

Everyone stood in the cold wind. Although Lin Feng had never participated in any decent ancestor worship, he also knew that such ancestor worship was abnormal.

Lin Feng looked at the direct descendants of the Li family beside him. Most of them were of his own generation. He now knew that his name was not Li Feng, but his name should be Li Jianfeng.

People of the same generation as him are called Li Jianmou.

A person of the same generation as his father is called Li Bumou.

There are very few people of the same generation as the old man, and they are called Li Junmou.

Everyone was extremely solemn and solemn, and some even shivered. They didn't look like they were cold, but they seemed to be frightened.

In addition to everyone's surname Li, there is another important feature.

Regardless of whether everyone is wearing a robe or a foreigner's dress, everyone has a pocket watch in their hands. Everyone holds the pocket watch in their hands and "clicks" it to open it anytime, anywhere to take a look.

"Click" and "click" are constantly heard here, the sound of looking at the pocket watch, pocket watch, or time, seems to be extremely important to the Li family. They value time very much when they do things.

Lin Feng stood there, still holding a piece of red and white cloth in his hand, no one came to ask him.

He is one of the first generation of the Li family to stand at the front.

Until Lin Feng saw someone coming in from outside.

It's the third uncle, Li Buqi.

But when Lin Feng saw Li Buqi, he felt that his third uncle seemed to have changed a little bit.

This kind of change must be extremely subtle. It is a kind of fear rooted deep in the genes of people from the primitive age and the era of slash-and-burn farming. It is just because the society is too safe now that such fear is hidden.

But it never disappeared.

It's like the human fear of the dark.

Darkness means infinite terror, the hunting of predators, and the loss of vision.

There must have been changes in the third uncle. He didn't realize it, but it must have happened.

But he didn't speak, and casually threw an "appraisal" in the past.

[The eye of observing the breath, a glimpse of surprise]

The third uncle didn't respond at all, but something that surprised Lin Feng happened.

The third uncle seemed to have noticed something, raised his head, and glanced at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng didn't see anything.

This shows that, just as the old man said, there must be something here that is replacing the Li family!
Just like the third uncle in front of me!
What kind of weird thing can be detected by the Dharma Eye of Contemplating Qi.

The third uncle walked towards this side, and Lin Feng watched him walking over with his expression unchanged.

Seeing this scene, the rest of the people pushed away like a tide, because they were all wearing dark clothes, they looked like a tide opened on both sides.

An emotion called fear spread from everyone, revealing Lin Feng on the opposite side of the tide and the "third uncle" over there.

The two kings face to face.

"I say."

The third uncle said, "A qi watcher or a feng shui master? Who dares to get involved in our affairs? They don't know how to live or die."

Lin Feng's standard smirk was very hypocritical: "Third Uncle, I don't understand what you said."

The third uncle showed a ferocious smile, and the skin on his face fell off like a dry wall, revealing the dry mud-like material inside.

And Lin Feng tit for tat.

He leaned closer and pressed against Lin Feng's face, causing Lin Feng to smell the dirty and stench under his skin.

"Look at me, do I look like your third uncle?"

His long tongue was floating outside, Lin Feng licked his upper gums with his tongue, and forced out a smirk again.

Between hitting the headshot and continuing to break through the level, I chose to continue to break through the level.

Ninja hand.

"picture."

The third uncle smiled sullenly, and said, "Then the third uncle will take you to a place."

He reached out and grabbed Lin Feng's wrist.

Uncle San felt as if he had grasped a mountain and couldn't move it.

Under the strong pull of the third uncle, Lin Feng remained motionless.

The third uncle's eyes became more and more dangerous.

Their actions have alarmed many people, even the family elders and old men sitting in front of them have noticed the commotion here.

"What's the matter? It's about to worship the ancestors, and there's a lot of noise, what's the proper way?"

The old man patted the armrest of the chair and shouted.

The third uncle heard the old man's words, and the wall that fell off his face returned to his face miraculously. He gave the old man a strange look, as if he had returned to normal.

"Nothing, nothing, I want to catch up with Ah Feng."

He let go of Lin Feng's arm, turned around and walked back.

The rest of the group breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was over.

Only Lin Feng was indifferent.

thing over?

just started!
"upbraid!"

A very strange voice came from the third uncle. The third uncle, who was going to turn around and leave, turned out that this move was just a false move, used to deceive people, and he had no intention of leaving at all.

[Unyielding] I have been reminded a long time ago.

He wanted to do it while Lin Feng was relaxing.

But he guessed one thing wrong.

The person in front of him is really not a qi watcher!

Now that he started to move, Lin Feng also moved.

Either endure or be cruel, cutting the grass and rooting out the roots, the spring breeze will not grow.

"Duh!"

Exhaled and opened his voice, that strange man just turned his head, as if he was about to perform some kind of magic, unexpectedly, Lin Feng had already seen his weakness and pointed it out!

Rank [-], Lin Feng used this cultivation level for the first time, the mist from his lungs wrapped his fingers, and he let out an ear-piercing howl.

With one click, it directly pierced the strangeness in front of him, from front to back, a hole.

It was like being hit by some kind of anti-device sniper rifle.

Where it hurts, it's not flesh and blood.

It's dry soil.

But such injuries are not fatal!
Wei Wei still wanted to move, Lin Feng grabbed him, and a strange, low voice came from his body.

No superfluous nonsense.

Lin Feng temporarily stripped his consciousness out of his body, and his body reacted naturally.

【Sacrifice】!
Just at once, an unknown flame burned from Lin Feng's body, following the invisible traces, igniting "Third Uncle".

Just at once, Lin Feng saw countless existences hidden in the darkness.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell!"

Suddenly, in the entire "Yi Zhuang", among the low, windowless "ancestral halls", countless fires suddenly burst out, and the dumbbells that should not have hit the beads began to shake crazily, and there was a burst of fire. Weird sound.

Screams and wailing filled the entire "Yi Zhuang".

The wild gods howled.

Lin Feng's Life Seeds also began to increase in percentage. Under the sacrificial fire, even many of the standing Li family members burst into flames!
It wasn't just on the mountain in Fukou, where the Li family was, people burned for unknown reasons.

Lin Feng floated in mid-air with the mountain spider boots by the airflow.

Like gods and demons.

"You and I pretend to be the situation, just let it go, why do you have to be aggressive? Third uncle?"

Lin Feng's voice was very calm, he was floating in the air, watching Yizhuang fall into a sea of ​​flames.

The old man stood up in surprise.

After a long time, he sat back and suddenly laughed at himself.

"If the world is to be good, the jackal will kill the jackal!"

He sat in a chair and laughed, louder and louder, until he couldn't move.

The people around didn't have time to observe his life and death, so they all knelt on the ground.

Begging for mercy.

After a while, the weird ancestral temple that was supposed to appear at midnight suddenly appeared.

Lin Feng looked at the ancestral hall that appeared, and walked in without fear.

Lin Feng lost his head.

Pick it up and keep fighting.

The arm is gone, and a new one grows out of it.

There is no sword.

Break off the weird arm inside, use it as a weapon, and rush in.

【bo】

【fa】

Two of the six tones of the earth are constantly changing and repeating, and the mantra condensed by the [Taiyin Element Body] has blocked many murders.

Under Lin Feng's actions, half of the ancestral hall burned, and the flames illuminated half of the Fukou. People who didn't know came out of the house. Looking at the burning clouds in the half of the sky, they don't know what happened in the mountains. whats the matter.

Lin Feng got into the ancestral hall, taking his own few extra lives with him.

Brave and fearless.

……

eight hours later.

In the game.

Lin Feng followed the old man, hugged the red cloth, and returned to the crowd, standing in the crowd with drooping brows, completely different from the "invincible" look of his last life in the game.

Never hit.

He burned the entire Yizhuang, from the outermost to the innermost part of the ancestral temple, and was killed in the innermost part.

What matters is who the enemy is, he has not seen.

It is estimated that it is a difficult thing to deal with.

He waited for an eight-hour cooldown before entering the game. The third uncle walked in from outside, but Lin Feng didn't even look at him.

Calm down, Amitabha, until twelve o'clock sharp.

The ancestral temple, as promised.

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