Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 154 True Spirit (4k)

Lin Feng went straight in and came to the depths of the ancestral hall.

The darkness that can't see five fingers.

The real fire outside illuminated the darkness inside, and Lin Feng saw human faces one after another. These human faces were delicately peeled off, and they were lifelike. When Lin Feng walked over, he could still see these faces looking at him .

Lin Feng glanced over these faces, and these faces immediately calmed down.

He looked at Lin Feng carefully.

Usually it should be a lively place, but now it is exceptionally deserted.

It makes people feel cold in the back unconsciously.

Continuing to walk inside, there is a courtyard deep in the ancestral hall, Lin Feng did not approach the courtyard, he knew what was above the courtyard.

Neither the sun nor the moon.

It's a human face!
In the sky above the courtyard, there are densely packed human faces, including the faces of the Li family, wailing continuously.

These wailing faces included Third Uncle and Li Junsheng.

The faces of those people were sewn together and drilled into the sky. Under the patio, an old man was sitting upright.

This is the core of the Li family ancestral hall, every time, his face is different.

This time, Lin Feng walked in and saw his face exposed to natural light.

When seeing his face.

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

An acquaintance again.

This face is the face of Li Pusa, and this is the face that Li Pusa should have when he gets old.

Aging and lacking in spirit, but not out of phase.

"Be of the same virtue as the wild god behind you, with skin and bones."

Lin Feng whispered to himself.

Li Pusa did not hear Lin Feng's words, he stared at Lin Feng who walked in, with a hint of relief on his face.

Lin Feng was wearing zombie skin.

Can't see face.

I don't know how the other party determined their identity.

"I didn't expect that someone from my descendants of the Li family would actually be able to kill here."

He opened his mouth open, exposing his few teeth, took out a scroll of silk scroll from behind him, handed it forward and said: "Take this thing, leave here, and never come back.

I buried countless treasures, you can leave here if you get this. "

He said with a smile, generous and generous, Lin Feng looked at him like this, not only did not feel kind or excited, but felt a chill.

First, Li Pusa is not his ancestor.

Lin Feng's left eye saw that on his head, there were countless hairs entangled in his limbs and bones. Li Bosa, the ancestor of the Li family, was fixed here like a puppet. The smile on the face.All controlled by these fine hair strands.

His every move is involuntary.

Like an anglerfish, fixed here to hunt.

This is not the main thing.

The most important thing is that Lin Feng can see very clearly that Li Pusa, the ancestor of the Li family, lived for hundreds of years from the late Qing Dynasty to the early Ming Dynasty.

Living, for hundreds of years, is a puppet, with the smell of incense on his body, the flesh and blood inside the body has been hollowed out, and the soul remains in it.

Hard to imagine.

He looked sober.

Lin Feng didn't expect that after so many years of worshiping the ancestors of the Li family, the incense really went to the ancestors?
why?
Lin Feng took two steps forward, and the real fire from outside burned in, burning the skin next to him clean.

The puppet was still waving over there, Lin Feng looked at the unfamiliar surroundings, knowing that this time, because Xiao Miaozhu had broken the ground in one mouthful, this place had changed.

It has recovered its true nature and turned into a stomach organ.

Perhaps, this is the original appearance of the Li family ancestral hall. The outside is full of stomachs, and the living person inside is Li Bodhisattva.

Doesn't that mean that the Li family was actually killed by Li Pusa in front of him?

Kill your direct descendants with your own hands?
This is really Anglerfish Li Bodhisattva.

"Kill me, please, kill me."

In the midst of all kinds of noisy voices, Li Pusa uttered a weak voice for help. Lin Feng glanced at it and found the pleading in his eyes - if no hair pierced his eyes, his The pleading look is more sincere.

Hearing this voice, he remained expressionless and did not waste the last drop of true water on Li Pusa.

He is looking around.

There must be a reason for Li Pusa to become like this.

Blame yourself.

The most likely reason is that there is one clause in the contract he signed with the underworld.

Immortal.

It turned out that he was immortal. Whether it was the immortality he imagined is open to debate.

Probably not.

Even his last plea was uttered under the behest of the controller behind him.

Ancestors have become everyone's urging talisman.

Li Pusa kept seducing Lin Feng, and various promises came out of his mouth, even occasionally interspersed with two seemingly sincere calls for help, which were deeply affectionate and touching.

But no matter what he said, Lin Feng stopped still.

I am not your true descendant.

I am Lord Ni Jun.

Until the end, seeing that Lin Feng didn't come forward and the real fire was burning in, he finally couldn't afford it.

The man behind the scenes finally showed up.

In his shadow, a mass of black face appeared, like a monster crawling out of the darkness in the swamp, he gently got into the skin from behind, and the hair hanging on the skin was all They all disappeared.

He opened his mouth and kept calling his name.

Li Buddha.

Every time he called a sentence, he seemed to be three-pointed.

Contrary to him.

Lin Feng felt a sharp pain in his body. He looked back, and behind him, there seemed to be a black shadow in the shadow. He stood behind Lin Feng and kept calling Lin Feng's name.

"Li Jianfeng."

"Li Jianfeng."

Lin Feng was expressionless.

Although he didn't know what the situation was, he was aware of one thing. It was best not to agree to someone calling him in this kind of place.

Such things as names.

For people, monsters, and gods, it is very important.

Whether it is "Three Emperors" or "Jiu Ding Ji", whether it is Taoist literature or some sects, the names and positions of gods are all secrets, and they are not handed down, so there is no comment.

Even among many folk magics.

The name cannot be told to the rest of the people.

Later, seeing Lin Feng not moving, the voice behind that gradually became unreal. In the end, Li Jianfeng changed into another name, the name Lin Feng had called for many years, Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng..."

"Lin Feng..."

"Lin Feng..."

Every time he called, Lin Feng felt that in his mind, the more alienated he was from the name Lin Feng, as if having this name was further away from him.

Lin Feng felt as if he had forgotten something.

Forgot what I was called.

The more things are emphasized, the more alienated they are. In the end, a trace of confusion appeared in Lin Feng's eyes.

The ghost hand behind him spread towards him, and in front of him, a table of eight immortals appeared, and "Li Bodhisattva" sat on the opposite side, and many shadows appeared beside him.

These shadows were completely black.

They sat together, it looked like a big reunion on New Year's Eve, everyone was preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner, and they waved to Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng, Lin Feng, come over for dinner."

Following their call, several faces descended from the sky above the courtyard and landed on the faces of these shadows.

After a while, a happy scene appeared.

The black shadow behind Lin Feng also stretched out his hand to Lin Feng's face.

He planned to peel off Lin Feng's face.

From then on, he took up this name, and he was called Lin Feng.

……

Under the Li family's ancestral hall, the old Suan Confucianism stood side by side with him.

There are no outsiders.

They finally had something to say.

The old Suanru said: "Why are you willing to come back from the sea?"

Lin Yinian smiled "hehehe": "When you die, you come back. As the old saying goes, fallen leaves return to their roots."

The old Suanru endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but said: "Dead? Are there gods more powerful than you in the sea?"

Lin Yinian: "I am not a god, we are not gods, oops, I thought you knew this truth, God is God, we are us."

The old sour Confucian: "What's going on?"

Lin Yinian: "What else can happen? The invasion of foreigners, the exhaustion of the imperial court, the relaxation of coastal defenses, the sound of strong ships and sharp guns awakened the things under the sea. The Tianfei Empress Temple is fine. On Tianfei's Christmas, there will be a big sacrifice. How long has no one been to your merit temple?
Not to mention that evil priests are rampant now. Since the turmoil a few years ago, there have been more and more chaos.

Many things lie dormant at the bottom of the sea, and things that were forgotten float up from the bottom of the sea.

Just like Lucky Friday, it is something difficult to grasp. You can't believe it, these foreigners even worshiped me before they died.

Unfortunately, there is nothing I can do to help.

Under such circumstances, the clear qi disperses and the turbid qi rises. Isn't this a normal and good thing? "

The old sour Confucian listened heavily, and asked again: "What do you want to do when you come back this time?"

Lin Yinian said: "Look for a treasure land of geomantic omen. After you die here, after a few years, as long as people still remember Tianfei, another me will come out."

When old man Zhou heard them talking, he came over quietly.

Xiaomiao Zhu Lin Yinian took a look at him, and said with a smile, "I can still live after death, but Lao Zhou may not be sure.

Lao Zhou, the head of your master Guandi in Guandi Temple has been replaced by someone.

Swapping the head of a god for the head of a dead person, stealing incense, stealing luck, fate, all these years, you haven’t found out, you were blinded by people’s five senses and six senses, and became a deaf-mute blind man, if it wasn’t for me, You can't see it, you can't hear it.

As for the Putuo Temple, even if the lama from the northwest has continued his life, I am afraid it will be difficult!

At that time, everything will be chaotic, and the group of demons will dance around. Even the people who went to Qing Maoshan back then will break the seal here.

There is no living person in Fukou.

After all, the things buried in that mountain are not ordinary.

It's hard to save God, and it's hard to save God. "

As Xiao Miaozhu said, he looked at the Li Family Ancestral Hall above his head and said, "Tell me, can the young man inside really deal with the weirdness of the underworld?

I don't mind telling him more if he can really handle this hellish weirdness.

Especially at this moment, he was going astray.

Even if Heaven has not appeared in the world for many years, but a person like him who has turned into a god in a human body will be expelled to the deepest part of the underworld like a ghost.

Although the deepest part of the underworld. "

In Xiao Miaozhu's eyes, the Li family's ancestral hall turned into a living sacrificial place full of blood, and said: "Starting from the Li family's ancestral hall, in the next few days, Fukou's yin and yang were completely out of balance.

Turn into a ghost.

But between the fingers. "

Speaking of which, the victory and defeat in the sky finally appeared.

With a faint fragrance of blood, mixed with the Li Family Ancestral Hall, it exploded. Lin Feng fell from the sky like a god descending from the sky. Those black mist and paper figurines rushed into the "ruins" and forced the Li Family Ancestral Hall into the underground fire sacrificial site Among them, the paper figurines recited Lin Feng's name in unison, and the flames licked the ruins instantly.

Lin Feng sat back on the ground, and the Li family ancestral hall almost took his identity away, but they didn't expect that Lin Feng was a nesting doll.

The outermost is the zombie skin.

Outside is Li Jianfeng.

The surface is Lin Feng.

Actually it is 【编】.

He is a thousand-layer onion.

When his last name was called, Lin Feng came to his senses, and he killed "Li Pusa" with a single shot. The person behind who wanted to skin him touched Lin Feng's blood and screamed, as if he was being burned.

Anxious.

Lin Feng spurted blood in his mouth, and the two black figures sitting on the round table screamed "stab la la" in one gulp.

The ghost soldiers from outside came in, and in an instant, they demolished the ancestral hall of the Li family, which had lost its core. Lin Feng, who was covered in cold sweat, sat down cross-legged, and the people around him were ready to tear down the rituals around him at any time. destroy it.

Prevent the other party from chasing in the opposite direction during the sacrifice.

He wants to offer sacrifices to the Li family ancestral hall.

As the fire was raging, Lin Feng felt countless life force, inhaled from his nose, gathered to his brow and forehead, and the life seeds quickly reached [-], [-], [-]%!
The electricity between the eyebrows is like a divine treasure.

A large amount of energy and primordial spirit entered the divine treasure, and afterward, Lin Feng felt the seeds of his own life explode.

"Boom".

He felt that the seeds of his life had germinated.

Big bang in the head.

Lin Feng's soul and seeds converged in one place. Then, Lin Feng looked inside and "seeed" another self. The wind appeared around him in the form of a rune. As for his body, there were everywhere Flame, like an ancient Pyroman, beside Pyroman, there are two spells.

Lin Feng saw its meaning at a glance, and knew that it was two mantras.

More importantly, Lin Feng saw another self, and there was actually a spell on his forehead.

If Lin Feng guessed correctly, this is 【编】.

Lin Feng didn't know what it was.

But after having this thing, Lin Feng saw that all the pores on his body were like bottomless abysses, and the energy and vitality that he usually needs to absorb for a long time was absorbed by him in just a moment do.

At the same time, Lin Feng saw the strange arrival!

　The other one is half written, so it’s not easy to break it, I’ll post it later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)