Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 23 The Three Great Roads Going to the Center

The sky thunder rolled, and Lin Feng shuttled through the forest at an extremely fast speed, like an arrow leaving the string.

Raindrops as big as copper coins have already fallen and hit people's heads.

Even Lin Feng was a little short of breath.

Really lost.

The surrounding darkness shrouded the place like a curtain, only more and more frequent lightning pierced the darkness, allowing Lin Feng to see some way forward.

Occasionally, lightning flashed across, illuminating the many strange things hiding behind the forest and peeking at Lin Feng.

The reason why it is said to be a strange object, not to say that it is a sneaky evil spirit, is because Lin Feng occasionally looked up and saw a shadow that was at least six or seven feet tall overlooking him, and when the lightning disappeared, they disappeared.

This shadow is definitely not a normal creature.

Lin Feng sighed in his heart, he didn't know what it was, they didn't have any bad feelings towards Lin Feng, Lin Feng didn't feel their malice.

When Lin Feng found himself lost, he decisively gave up science.

He chose metaphysics.

The so-called metaphysics is [Blessing of the Mountain God]. With the blessing of the mountain god, Lin Feng can just choose the first direction that appears in his mind.

There is also [Jianxin Tongming], wherever you feel danger, just avoid it.

In this way, he really saw the Xishen Inn.

The bright red light seeps out from a small two-story building, the door is half closed, and amidst the thunder and lightning, it looks a little bleak.

I don't know who built such an inn in this deep mountain.

Huh, found a place.

The rain had started to pound down, obstructing the view.

The thunder in the sky followed one after another, and Lin Feng felt that the hairs on his body stood on end, as if the next moment, there would be a thunderbolt.

He split the vines and trees in front of him with his sword, and before he could walk over, there was a faint singing voice behind him.

Even the thunder that exploded in my ears couldn't suppress this weird gloom.

Not Peking Opera.

Peking opera has not appeared yet.

Lin Feng didn't know which type of local opera it was.

I can't understand the language, but fortunately I can hear the music. The music is very dark and melodious. I don't know what it is singing, but if Lin Feng hears this music at night, it will definitely blow his hair.

Hair stands up!

This time it's not for the music's sake.

Lin Feng turned his head and saw a few figures walking towards them in the distance. They looked like people whose spines had been removed, with hanging ropes hanging around their necks leading them forward.

Shan Jun?

The ghost of the tiger?
Or, someone was tens of meters tall and walked in front of them holding a traction line. Lin Feng looked up, but he didn't see the giant in his imagination.

"Master from afar, my uncle invites you to take a look."

The few figures shouted, when they spoke, their accents were very strange, like people who had just learned to speak, speaking with their throats.

It doesn't make sense.

What monsters and monsters.

Your uncle has a lot of face, so he will go if he asks me?
Didn't you see anyone hurrying on their way?

Lin Feng was really in a hurry, the rain in this mountain had already begun to form a rain curtain, and it hurt people's bodies.

Lin Feng couldn't control the howling wind.

And [Jian Xin Tong Ming] gave him a stabbing feeling all over his body, it didn't seem to tell him that this place was safe.

Lin Feng walked forward, and these figures rushed over, like snakes without bones. Lin Feng seemed to have eyes behind him. Without saying a word, when he turned around, dragon and tiger aura emerged from his sword.

prick!
pick!
The blue dragon looks back, the sun pierces the Changhong, and picks up diagonally!
Rainwater and green blood mixed on the ground, and even the sword left some uneven traces of corrosion!

Green blood!

In just a few strokes, this boneless figure was completely killed!

More importantly, the critical strike of [Mountain God's Wrath]!

These figures are not locals!
With red and golden flames burning on his body, and green blood flowing out, Lin Feng thought of the giant claws in the pit in the first scene!
The cursed blood fell to the ground, causing a thunderstorm!
With a "boom", the sky thunder fell, Lin Feng dropped his sword and rolled on the spot!
The thunder was so mysterious that it landed on the few figures that Lin Feng had killed, and Lin Feng beside him was not affected!

At this moment, the premonition of death reached its peak!

Lin Feng didn't even dare to pick up the sword, he turned his head and ran towards the inn.

As for the step voltage.

I can't take care of it.

Live and die in seconds!

Run to the place first and then talk!

Lin Feng didn't care, and broke into the Xishen Inn!

When entering, there is a strong rancid smell, which hits people's noses and makes people cry.

asphyxia.

Lin Feng glanced out, no matter who that uncle is, he probably won't be able to come here now.

He relaxed all over.

[Jianxin Tongming] No longer vigorously warn, only a faint sense of crisis hangs over his heart.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom" Thunder, as if angry, slashed towards the place in front of him, but in the Xishen Inn, it seemed that there was a soundproof cover, and the voices came over, and the voices were much quieter.

The forest is on fire.

The strange yin music also disappeared.

Only then did Lin Feng look at the inn. At the entrance of the Xishen Inn, even though the heavy rain had arrived, there was still a stick of incense rising up.

No matter how heavy the rain is, it can't extinguish this incense.

Lin Feng turned his head, this place is probably the lobby of the Xishen Inn, a rotten table, beaten by moths and rain, almost rotten.

No stool.

There is a small door at the back, I don't know if it leads to the second floor or the basement.

There was a strange smell.

Mixed with the rancid smell, it forms a very pleasant aroma.

The rancid smell came from the three enshrined in front of his eyes.

A large candle made of butter, the thickness of a strong man's arm, enshrines three gods in front of the candle.

【Child Gu】

【Grandma Ayi】

【Eunuch Ah Qing】

Like the third Buddha, it is placed there horizontally.

Among them, Mother and Child Gu is at the main position.

It's a corpse.

Someone used a special method to seal the body with corpse wax. Her belly was so big that she was about to give birth.

Her hands were fingerprints that Lin Feng didn't recognize, and after taking a second look, she found that there were many pores on her body.

Like a bug's nest.

Lin Feng inexplicably remembered someone.

Three ladies.

After she died, her body turned into a worm's nest. Lin Feng couldn't see the mother-child Gu's face. It was covered by a red cloth, and there were mantras written in cinnabar on the red cloth. Lin Feng didn't know much about it.

As for the mother-in-law Ayi on the left side of the corpse, she was covered in blue and black, with her head uncovered, so she was probably a mummy.

The same is true of Eunuch Ah Qing.

He stood in the lobby for some time, not planning to find a room to sleep in.

He waited for the rain to break in the lobby.

Just leaning against the door, you can run away at any time.

Unexpectedly, standing here, [Jian Xin Tong Ming] made him feel more and more dangerous. Lin Feng looked at "Three World Buddhas" without blinking. He stood here for a long time, and the shopkeeper didn't come out.

But the father-in-law and mother-in-law of the "Three Buddhas" looked here frequently.

Lin Feng looked at the broken bowls in front of the three, thought for a while, and took out some dry food from himself, broke them into pieces and put them in the bowls of the three, clasped his hands together, and muttered.

Mainly outside, the rain has not stopped.

"Forgive me, the three. I am passing by the treasure land. I have no floating wealth on me. I only have some food offerings. I hope the three don't get angry."

He babbled and had a good attitude.

Obviously, these three didn't think so.

The rancid smell became stronger, and the unbearably stinky black water flowed down from the mother-child Gu.

Lin Feng's face also pulled down.

"Come on, excuse me, goodbye! Don't send it off."

That's what I said, but obviously, Lin Feng didn't know the rules very well, so he didn't leave anything behind!
(End of this chapter)