Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 145 Medium, the law of the sea becomes the law of red flames (3k)

Seeing the text below, Lin Feng licked his lips, hesitant to speak.

It's Xie Jia again.

Thank you so much.

Lin Feng didn't know what the Xie family was trying to do with Teacher Xun, but he knew that many people must have died when the Xie family followed Teacher Xun.

The genealogy of the Xie family has many branches.

Excluding those masters who follow Teacher Xun and hide their names, the rest of the Xie family are almost all in the "class room" - "auto repair shop" model.

In fact, it should be a three-way model of "class room", "auto repair shop" and "unnamed burial place".

The last one didn't even leave the name, and disappeared into the genealogy and the memory of others, which sounds a bit sad.

and also.

Has Teacher Xun been to Fukou?
Lin Feng became interested and called "Qiwuhai under the king" with a laptop, and he was looking at photos on the beanbag sofa.

The first photo was of the Li family ancestral hall, and he could recognize the appearance of the Li family ancestral hall at a glance.

Like the Li family, there may not be too many families that enshrine a strange place all over the place.

His family's ancestral hall is very characteristic.

Lin Feng continued to read, and saw that the masters of the Xie family entered it, four of them, and none of them came back alive. In desperation, Teacher Xun thought of a bad move.

Blast the walls.

no effect.

The thunder exploded, but it had no effect. After the smoke cleared, the wall remained strong.

"Technology is hard work, I didn't expect Teacher Xun to be well versed in the art of post-modern tomb robbery."

Lin Feng praised Teacher Xun. When he was a university teacher, he taught and educated people. He went down the mountain to find first-hand information.

But for some reason, when he saw the first photo again, he felt that there seemed to be some differences in the photo he saw at first glance.

"Ok?"

Lin Feng slid the mouse and looked at the first photo. Don't look at him, although he is only at the eighth rank, but his martial arts are indeed "first-class in the world". If there is a world, he is definitely a master.

His eyes told him that if the picture had changed, it must have changed.

The shadow seemed to be more solidified.

It also looks more and more like a person, walking towards the outside of the photo.

"What medium was triggered?"

Lin Feng took out his mobile phone, took a photo on the computer screen, then closed his eyes, and opened them after a while.

Look at the computer screen first, then the phone.

The shadows became more intense, and it looked like an old man in a long robe and mandarin jacket. He should have braids and a staff of civilization in his hand!
Look at your phone again.

The same goes for shadows on phones.

Exactly the same as the computer photo.

But Lin Feng remembered it clearly in his mind.

The shadows on this photo are constantly clear, that is to say, if the Li family has something to come out, this time, will it come out with one or two?
"Could it be you, Grandpa?"

Lin Feng deliberately put the accent on the title of grandfather.

He stroked the photo and asked in a low voice.

Lin Feng had deep memories of that ruthless old man.

If only he.

Lin Feng didn't mind sending him away again.

As a descendant of the Li family, the old man may be a good patriarch, but if others—the family who was bullied as a bandit, the small businessman who was robbed of their property, the little sister-in-law who was starved to death, etc., from their From a perspective, the head of the Li family is not a good thing.

Improper restraint and lax discipline, let alone a crime of negligence.

The old man of the Li family is not a good person either.

If he reappears in the world, Lin Feng doesn't mind sending him another way.

It's better for him to live in the game.

It will take some time to see that the old man is completely clear. Lin Feng continued to read, but at the same time, Nuo Mian quietly came to his side, and those wooden plaques with some cracks on them, engraved with some texts and the true shapes of the Five Sacred Mountains, were all gone. fell by his side.

The nine Nuo noodle masters stood beside Lin Feng, and so did Qi Wuhai under the king. In this place full of sacrificial incense, they swallowed and breathed out the sacrificial incense.

But even so, they didn't dare to set foot in the sacrificial incense made by the wood guest, but dared to take a few mouthfuls of the sacrificial incense made of the rabbit, ready to do it at any time.

There may be a fight.

Lin Feng was not nervous.

He watched and sang, shaking his head and patting his thigh with one hand, as if indulging in the excitement of about to fight a ruthless man, and he sang a famous Beijing opera joke.

"My son-in-law, go up and look carefully, it says that Qin Xianglian is 32 years old, and she is suing the current son-in-law.

To deceive the king, to hide the truth from the emperor, a man who repented of marriage moved to the other bed, and put the pleadings in the lobby of a certain party.

Gritting your teeth, what are you doing?"

At the end of the song, Lin Feng suddenly saw a strange picture.

saw this picture.

Lin Feng's expression became strange.

"Mr. Xun, Mr. Xun, you can still give me some surprises."

He couldn't help but say.

Looking at these pictures, he took out the tablet again, reloaded the data, and took out the part about Yin and Shang sacrifices in front of Teacher Xun, and compared the two.

"There is such a relationship?"

Just as he was studying the difference between these two graphics, his phone vibrated and a message popped up.

Lin Feng saw the new prompt above.

Among his aristocratic group, there was a newcomer.

Unlucky brother.

But this unlucky brother is extremely real on the Internet.

He went online with his real name.

His screen name is LG.

His avatar is what he looks like.

It seems that there is no intention to hide anything.

……

Lin Feng bought a set of materials and came back. When he left, he was holding the laptop and the mobile phone in his hand, making sure that even if something came back, it would only appear in front of Lin Feng.

Will not harm others.

But when he went out, he felt sincerely that it was time to buy a pickup truck.

It is really not easy to live here and buy some things.

fine!

After spending five hundred to pack a pick-up truck back and forth, Lin Feng and the driver brought the things in and sent him away.

The driver looked at the unloaded things and looked at Lin Feng with strange eyes.

this person.

He is so strange.

After buying something, Lin Feng simply set up sacrifices in his yard.

The officiant, the deputy priest, and the sacrifices began to be handled according to the scene of the Yin-Yang Dajiao he had seen before, and he also held the tablet computer in his hand, and drew according to the graphics on it.

By the way, I also "entered" once, and filled the several recording pens around me with strange sacrificial sounds.

Since the old man can come to him through a photo as a medium.

Then it's reasonable for him to infuse himself with some music that priests listen to, right?

Putting the speaker for square dance, which was bought at a unit price of 99 yuan, in a suitable position, and taught "Wangxia Qiwuhai" how to connect to Bluetooth and how to turn it on, Lin Feng clapped his hands and looked at it with some joy. The sacrificial scene arranged by oneself.

This is the last sacrifice that Teacher Xun found from [Li Family Ancestral Hall] to [Old Site of Fukou].

The sacrificial offerings are well maintained.

Even the corpses inside were frozen in time.

But I don't know who did it.

"It's not me anyway."

As he moved faster and faster, the old man on the screen of the phone became more and more solid. Later, when Lin Feng looked at it, he felt, "Grandpa is really here."

Grandpa can't be neglected.

The old man on the screen of the mobile phone and the computer is getting closer and closer. Even in his nostrils, Lin Feng can smell the smell of burnt leather. Lin Feng ordered nine masters, "Qi Wu Hai under the king", to help him Arrange the court.

The court is complete.

Lin Feng sat cross-legged where he should be.

The nine Nuo opera masters are the priests.

The officiant is [Zhong Kui] among them.

A second ago, someone from Lin Fenglin was the young hero who killed "The Source of Evil Water" with a single shot.

In the next second, Lin Feng himself became the Great Demon King.

It turned out to be the case.

Only peers are Chi Guoguo's hatred.

No wonder [The Method of Secret Food: Eat Wind and Drink Dew], the source of bad water will be marked as food.

Everyone is like a raccoon dog, and they all need to be sacrificed. The difference is that Lin Feng's human nature is more concentrated than the source of evil water.

No matter what the source of Badwater used to be, in the game, it was a cloud of muddy water.

No humanity, feed on human life.

Lin Feng is much better.

At least he only eats rabbits.

Civil and martial arts Cao, Goubo judge, pioneer, general who opened the mountain, and the bull's head and horse face took the rabbit out of the cage.

This was Lin Feng's first attempt at a more elaborate sacrificial ceremony.

I was still a little apprehensive, not knowing what the outcome would be.

After finishing the work at hand, Lin Feng finally saw the ashes appearing in front of him, coming from all directions, and finally condensed into a blurry figure in front of him.

Not only that, Lin Feng also saw that there were many shackles on Huihui's body, and behind those shackles, there was a shadow of a building.

It's like 【Li Family Ancestral Hall】.

Lin Feng wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his head.

"Are you here? Sit down?"

He squinted his eyes and looked at the old man with his left eye. The old man looked the same as when he was alive, except that his abdominal cavity was opened and all the internal organs, bones, and muscles were eaten, leaving only the skin.
Now, even his skin was burned by the flames and turned into ashes, and now these ashes floated around him in a magical way, allowing people to see this person's face clearly.

Besides.

There is no difference between him and the game.

The shackles hung around his neck.

People are like pigs and sheep.

It seems that outside of the game, he didn't get away with it.

"In that case, why don't I help you and set you free."

Lin Feng said, he tapped his feet lightly, the eighth grade is different from the ninth grade, the wind that turns into mist is enough to pry a stronger force.

The wind under his feet poured into the small symbolic channel dug out under his feet.

Get a bird's-eye view of the place.

You will find that Lin Feng dug out a symbol based on this yard.

this symbol.

It is 【编】.

That is, the [Symbol] he condensed into.

It was obvious that the wind fell into it, but as "Wangxia Qiwuhai" turned on the Bluetooth speaker, the wind gradually became hot, and then turned into flames.

"Boom".

The room is lit up.

The flame appeared, the voice of the sacrifice came from the Bluetooth speaker, and the rabbit in the hands of the "Nuo Opera Master" was also swallowed into the sea of ​​flames.

Lin Feng closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The flames turned into a furnace and covered the body of Mr. Ashes, and even the Li Family Ancestral Hall behind him fell into the flames!
(End of this chapter)