Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 176 Colorful Black (24) (3k)

The sacrificial fire was gradually extinguished, and Lin Feng keenly noticed that with the burning of the sacrificial fire, he finally killed the unlucky person from Nanyang.

Take an inappropriate analogy.

Lin Feng felt that at this moment his second life seed was like a star, the sun of life.

This sun is surrounded by other planets. These planets are like the earth. They cannot be separated from the sun. The seeds of life have become the source of life.

All other creations follow the source of life, he can control the second life seed, and output the power of life (jingyuan) towards Fashen.

This thing is good and bad.

The advantage is that his hair seems to be a weapon, and it has a certain amount of coordination with his spell, [bo], the sound of whipping.

He seems stronger.

The downside is that his life seed is not like before. As long as it is not injured, the essence will be stored in it and will not disappear. He needs to perform sacrifices at fixed times to ensure that there is always life in his second life. Power.

It's almost 700 percent now.

If calculated according to the current consumption, his second life seed would dry up in ten days.

Although he said he wouldn't use it normally, but it was really gone, so he was inexplicably flustered.

'I can be useless, but you can't be. '

Predators who need to be proactive.

Lin Feng carefully looked in the mirror and confirmed that his hair had indeed reached his waist in an instant and began to grow wildly.

He lifted his hair up and tried it a little.

A piece of paper, instantly turned into two halves.

The flexibility and sharpness of his hair—let's put it this way, Lin Feng's skin now looks like tanned skin, even if he scratches it with a knife, there will be a layer of white marks at most, just like the realm of cowhide.

And with his [Secret Food Method: Food Wind Drinking Dew] used many times, his skin continued to become firmer.

That's it, when he pulled his hair out, he even got a cut, but fortunately he used the vitality of the second life seed to prevent himself from bleeding a single drop.

His hair is so sharp!
In this way, if the heretics want to harm Lin Feng, they may not even find blood and hair.

He gave up the hotel furniture to try on his hair.

Lin Feng didn't have a headband or hairpin, so he could only go shopping with his hair disheveled, trying to tie his hair up first.

Whether it's hairpins or other restraints, it's useless to use it on the head.

He can swear that he didn't attach any breath or spell to his hair, but even so, the hair is not something that can be bound by ordinary things.

The hair tie, the hairpin is broken.

The cross section looks extremely sharp.

Lin Feng was speechless.

His hair should be a murder weapon right now.

One accidentally flicked his hair, and there was blood all over his back.

There may not even be a whole body.

Just thinking about this, Lin Feng subconsciously swallowed his saliva. He carefully placed his hair on both sides of him, and the wind was blowing around him, but his hair remained motionless, as if it was stuck with hair glue.

Walking on the road, it caused a [-]% return rate. The energetic young man added long hair, and people felt sore eyes just by looking at it.

Coming out of the grocery store, Lin Feng thought about it carefully, and finally decided to take a piece of hair from his head and tie up the rest of it. He even researched how to call his own hair. become harmless.

Is it wearing a hat?
Or how to deal with it?

Lin Feng always felt that he had gone too far.

The incantations, changes, and everything were not learned. On the contrary, it was Robo Zhi's tricks, which he had learned ten to ten.

I can fight myself.

The transporting buddies under him are also very good at fighting.

How should he fight in the future?

He rushed up by himself, and the old buddies under him followed behind, sweeping the hole in the courtyard?

Can Li Ting Sweep Hole deal with those weird things?
Lin Feng was not sure.

He returned to the hotel, looked at the heavy carpet on the ground, threw his newly bought carpet on it, and signaled his old buddies to continue running.

Started the study of [The Method of Secret Food: Eat the Wind and Drink the Dew].

Before studying, he sent a message to Li Gao. Although it was a bit clumsy, he couldn't take care of it.

Take good things, don't be ashamed, the big deal is that after the matter is over, use the sacrificial fire to burn the relevant memories.

He believed that Li Gao would not mind—the Hammer would not mind, he believed that Li Gao would definitely mind this matter.

But his opinion cannot be sought.

What a joke, leaving so-called media traces to trigger something that he doesn't understand or understand. Lin Feng has no intention of raising slaves, and he doesn't expect anyone to enshrine him.

Enshrining requires work, which is annoying. I became a god not because 007 went to work.

[Guardians of the Galaxy] and [Nuo Opera Master], under the blessing of Jixiang, both grew up very quickly. They reached the No.15 floor, and they can move freely within a radius of 35 meters.

It is enough for him to have old buddies.

Eat my brother, drink my brother, my heart is bitter, but my brother can't say it.

……

Downstairs in the neighborhood.

A few care workers in white coats stood downstairs, confirmed the address, and went upstairs in unison.

The auntie of the nurse here, Li Gao looked at it, and could lift him up like a chicken.

She is so strong.

This is the psychiatric hospital that Li Gao found. He said, "No hospitalization, but psychological treatment, but people are a little irritable."

Under the money ability, those people came quickly.

One of them was still holding an extremely thick needle and said that it was a "sedative". Seeing the worried family members in front of him, he took out the restraint belt and said, "If we can control it, we don't have a murder weapon in our hands. Just tie him to this."

Li Gao's mother still hesitated.

Li Gao reassured him that he was fine, he just needed a little treatment—in fact, what he was thinking was that through these people, he temporarily pulled his father out of the room, and he threw away the idol. He always had a strange feeling that just now his father This violent behavior at home has an indescribable connection with the idol he invited, so no matter what, he has to send this thing away!

Send this thing away, and Dad will be fine.

at all costs.

But when they came to the door, the nurse put his hand on the doorknob.

The door handle came off crisp.

This can't be done to these people.

The nurse looked at his hand in a daze, not knowing why, so he subconsciously looked at Li Gao. Li Gao hid far away. Although he hid far away, his voice was loud.

Seeing the lock on the door like this, he became more and more sure that something terrible must have happened here just now.

He touched the hair on his neck, prayed silently in his heart, and then said: "Yes, yes, this is here, yes, you go in, this is here!
It's okay, you go in and bring the gentleman inside out. "

He shouted loudly, those nurses walked in cautiously, saw Li Gao's father fainted on the ground, they carried Li Gao's father out with hands and feet, both Li Gao and Li Gao's mother were shocked.

Li Gao's mother followed the car, but Li Gao didn't go out, he walked in alone, wanting to take this opportunity to throw away the statue.

Who knew that this time, Li Gao made a little miscalculation.

When he entered, the idol had already been lifted, but none of the nurses who had just entered saw it.

This is the subconscious self-protection psychology at work.

They subconsciously ignored the most dangerous things in this room.

No one goes to see it.

It didn't hurt anyone because it wasn't seen.

Except Li Gao, the iron-headed kid.

Only those who want to see it will "go against the current" and choose to actively look for signs of danger. Those nurses slipped away so fast that Li Gao was left standing in the room alone. For some reason, Li Gao stood alone in this room, feeling a little creepy.

He looked up and saw the wood carving with the red cloth torn off. For some reason, just after seeing the wood carving, he grabbed his collar, lay down on the ground, and vomited.

Throwing up in the dark.

As for what you saw?
He simply forgot what he saw.

In his mind, the impression at this moment is that he saw a bunch of colorful spotted insects.

A full-fledged boa constrictor, a palm-sized spider, a centipede with long forearms, a fist-sized scorpion, and even more strange, indescribably colorful insects. They linger together and seem to be devouring each other. , multiplied with each other, and turned into a group of colorful monsters, entrenched there.

The moment he saw him, everything on Li Gao's body was warning.

He vomited.

The strangeness of this thing was beyond his imagination, and it almost pierced his eyes.

Under such circumstances, his legs were weak and his feet were weak, not to mention picking up the object and taking it away, even getting up from the ground was extremely painful.

He was almost half-stunned next to a pile of vomit, and in the fear like a ghost pressing a bed, he kept mumbling in his mind to lose consciousness, lose consciousness, lose consciousness.

Although I don't know if it will be useful, but this is his spiritual sustenance.

Just like some people who cheated on the bed and subconsciously recited "Amitabha", some recited the six-character mantra, and some recited the name of the god of Leibu, Li Gao chose the one he believed in.

Under the sincerity, he read extremely sincerely.

However, Lin Feng, who was one area away from him and was practicing, was swallowing the surrounding wind at this moment, and felt more and more that the surrounding wind seemed to have his own personality. He and these winds seemed to be of the same species, but he There is still something short of these winds.

No matter what the reason is, he has a barrier to these winds and cannot play together.

At this moment, Lin Feng heard a voice.

Someone is calling him.

Moreover, Lin Feng also saw a thin silk thread that was different from the curse.

Lin Feng didn't use the sacrificial fire to burn him - obviously, this is not the enemy, this may be another connection, because the binding demon rope has no defense.

Here comes the question.

How should I contact his phone?

Just grab it out?

　Buddha, mine, I was supposed to finish writing today, but there was an accident and I took allergy medicine. If I still don’t feel better, I have to go to the hospital tomorrow. I’ll see the situation tomorrow.

　　Scratching my ears and cheeks, it's so itchy! ! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)