Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 166 Wandering God (2k)

He didn't look back, and even pretended he didn't hear it.

Lin Feng could even control his own heartbeat extremely well.

Since spells cannot be used, it is best to respect ghosts and gods and stay away.

It's the same as dealing with Yinshen.

I can't see it.

You can't handle me.

Since you choose to obey the words of the Taoist priest, then obey to the end.

He was still carrying old man Zhou.

Standing at the door, motionless.

Before entering the mountain, in the words of the Taoist priest, there is [Be careful of the ghost owl].

As a result, as soon as he came in, he met an owl and hooted a few times. Old man Zhou became like this.

【Do not use spells】

He didn't cast much spells.

He made a mistake, that is [don't approach temples, forests, graves].

He approached the mountain temple, and there was indeed a remarkable thing in the mountain temple.

That wet corpse.

Although, it is very likely that there is something on his shoulder now.

But according to custom.

Lin Feng chose to turn a blind eye.

However, Shengxian Village?This is Shengxian Village?
Lin Feng couldn't believe it.

If this is Shengxianzhai, it is not because he has any underestimation of the Maoshan sect in the Shangqing Dynasty. The disaster of Shengxianzhai, from Song to Qing, has gone through four dynasties, and generations of monks and Taoists have never pacified this mountain. Even if it is in decline, the members of the Maoshan Sect in the Shangqing Dynasty will not be able to deal with this big problem.

[Shengxian Village] is in [Xiangxi Dashan].

This is 【Fukou】.

It's the coast.

If [Shengxianzhai] expanded to the coast, the world must be different. If so, the monks, priests, priests, and ancestors in this world may have changed, and they have all become weird.

How could it be Lin Feng's turn to come here.

Just as he was thinking, a strange sound came from the mist. If Lin Feng heard correctly, it should be the sound of the conch, the drum, and the trumpet.

Someone is singing.

Minnan Language.

Without a translator, Lin Feng really couldn't understand.

Just vaguely, he heard this sound, like the music to welcome the gods, this kind of music has a similarity.

With a faint coercion.

In this sound, there is also the sound of firing cannons.

Very rhythmic.

Amidst the weird sound, there was a lot of incense smell, blowing towards this side.

Lin Feng heard a misty voice from a distance.

【Welcome? ? ?Lord? ?True king's law driving]

【All Evil Eliminations】

【Scattered】

【Scattered】

【Scattered】

Then came some more complicated words.

Amidst the bustle, Lin Feng looked into the mist, and a bright yellow figure appeared on the path.

This bright yellow figure held a palace lantern in his hand, illuminating the paper man's body under his bright yellow clothes.

This is a paper man!
Squinting his eyes slightly, Lin Feng knew what he saw.

What he saw should be a folk activity that has been passed down for a long time.

Rural spirit.

The Wandering God Ceremony is a form used to worship ancestors. It happens everywhere. It is used to thank the gods for their blessings. From inviting the gods, wandering the gods, and finally to calming the gods, it is a whole set of emotions. During the period, everyone is like Chinese New Year. , Standing on the side of the street watching the ceremony of wandering the gods, watching the strong young man carrying the statue of the god from one town to another.

Even at night, the big guys are lighting torches, looking from a distance, it looks like a long dragon.

Whether it appears in the Spring Festival or in the Lord's Christmas, there is no problem.

The only problem is, it shouldn't be there at this time.

A wandering god ritual that came out of a place similar to a gloomy place.

What gods are they playing?

What weird route?
Lin Feng calmed down and looked at the team of wandering gods approaching from a distance.

The person at the front took out the centipede flag, which was colorful.

On the waving centipede flag, a real centipede was flying, and the centipede armor and poisonous gas that glowed like blue armor looked extraordinary.

The centipede's "tentacles" just slumped over the flag bearers and got stuck in their brains.

Controlling those who raised the flag, they walked towards this side.

behind them.

It is a tall god.

There is still a thin mist around these gods, entangled in their bodies.

They are tall.

At least two meters.

More importantly, these two-meter gods, their body shape is not normal at all.

Their heads seemed to have been added abruptly.

【Woo~】

【Woo~】

In the mist, there were still people blowing the magic conch and entered this way. Lin Feng repeatedly confirmed that his body was completely covered by the incense. Seeing the team of wandering gods getting closer, he moved towards [ Xianzhai] walked over, but the gate of this [Shengxianzhai] could not be opened.

The gate refused Lin Feng to enter.

The gate of this wild temple seemed to be tightly welded. Even Lin Feng, with his strength, could overturn a concrete wall, but he couldn't push the gate open.

The people behind were getting closer and closer, and Lin Feng also felt a chilling murderous intent. He looked back, and the gods who were more than two meters away obviously had little to do with gods in the secular sense.

They came over and killed everything.

Lin Feng is useless [The Eye of Aura: A Glimpse]

This trick is possible to be discovered.

They wear tall hats, like low-quality paper dolls--the emphasis is on low-quality, so they are ugly and exaggerated, and they use a lot of blush for decoration.

It can be called gloomy.

You can even see their "skeleton", which is woven from bamboo, and a gloomy face is constantly sweeping around them.

Ready to collect souls at any time.

These are not the "righteous gods" of the wandering god ritual.

These people are subordinate generals, the "subordinates" of the Lord God.

They are the same as the officials and generals, they do not belong to the official establishment, they are even "outstanding talents" selected from the folk customs of various places, and they are not circulated nationwide. Some people, only the locals, know that they are Who.

Therefore, Lin Feng didn't know who the two-meter-tall "God" was.

They came to the gate of [Shengxian Village], and after finding nothing unusual, the two-meter-high "God" stretched out his hand, and pushed open the gate of [Shengxian Village] with ease.

Lin Feng looked inside, and found that the appearance inside was very similar to the corridor of a tomb.

[Shengxian Village] Is it a tomb?
ha?
Lin Feng didn't know what was inside [Shengxianzhai], because it was pitch black inside, and he couldn't see it from farther away.

Only these "gods" walked in one file at a time, and disappeared into the deeper darkness inside.

Gone in an instant.

The subordinate god general walked in. Lin Feng looked at the people one by one, entering, entering, entering, and he counted them. There were almost sixteen of these two-meter-high "gods".

After the sixteen two-meter-tall "gods", another paper figurine walked in carrying a burner of incense.

Finally, the paper figurine in bright yellow clothes carried over the "Lord God".

I saw the Lord God.

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows.

A seriously injured Taoist priest of the Maoshan sect of the Shangqing Dynasty lay dying on the shrine of the "Lord God", and was carried in by these paper figurines.

(End of this chapter)