Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 233 Thousands of stamens, the compassion of the Buddha mother ([-])
"Boom!"

In the sky above Ligra, thunder was like drums, and silver snakes turned into clouds.

The rainy season has arrived in Riguera.

The long-awaited Wanzhuduhe period has also begun for half a month.

The whole pig Bara is full of bloody smell.

Even if it rained like a waterfall, it couldn't cover up the blood that was everywhere.

Blood returned to the land.

The mother again received the blood of her offspring.

start to wake up.

The land soaked in blood became strange.

Rigera's true form has been restored.

The whole pigbara, no, the whole Ligera, became very strange because of the rainy season and the infiltration of blood, even the shadow came alive.

Rigra, it became alive.

Began to expose the truth of cannibalism.

Looking outside from this side, you can see the border of Ligra and start to squirm.

Constantly squeezed towards the inside.

Uncle Wu said to the corpse of the Westerner on the ground: Ligra, it is returning to its true form.

Like a fat bottle.

Eat too much and can't digest it.

Such changes are good and bad.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, my nephew could have seen this scene, but it's a pity he's not by my side."

He smoked a cigar.

These days, Uncle Wu sat indifferently on the floating foot tower, watching the fight below.

People kill wild boars.

Wild boars eat people.

Hundreds of catties of long-haired warthogs were clamped by iron clamps.

The human internal organs were eaten by wild boars, but he was still not dead, and kept convulsing.

The boar's bones were all broken.

People also die easily.

He saw his plantain and rubber plantations were torn apart by wild boars, and his property was destroyed.

Uncle Wu felt no heartache about this, and had no choice but to swallow a descendant again.

Maintain your own few humanity.

His descendants, the number is running out, he is looking for his descendants and lookout cubs.

Couldn't find it recently.

"There are eight days left."

He looked at the loophole in the sky with an unclear expression.

Although it is said that he has seen through the deceitful prestige of his younger generation.

But it is true that a finger can pierce a person who built a wooden dome.

Said he had no fear in his heart.

It is also impossible.

When looking towards the broken sky.

He saw an inexplicable black shadow.

Covering the rain, twisted and fleeting, it takes many things with it every time it appears and disappears.

It started raining ten days ago.

It didn't stop.

The evil spirits are no different from the mushrooms that grow in the ground. During the rainy season, they roam every inch of Ligla.

Ligera is a forbidden area for human beings, a paradise for shrunken and head-down techniques.

The whole of Liguera.

It's a combination of the shrouding technique and the head-down technique, and the "normal" Liguera is not only dangerous in the night.

Even during the day, the workers and guards in the plantation lost their lives inexplicably.

The death is inexplicable.

When I went to the toilet, I left to urinate and defecate, and my name was called, and I saw a woman walking outside in a trance, and I saw a dead worker shaking his bed.

Even walking on the road, suddenly came to a road that does not exist.

Such things emerge in endlessly.

Everyone was scared out of their wits.

Uncle Wu knew about this, but he never cared about it.

As for those who want to leave Riguera.

As long as they leave the plantation, they will be swallowed by the python.

Ligra is a flytrap that opens its mouth and waits for its prey to enter.

It is now sealed all over the bottle.

The white vellus, relentlessly licking and digesting all living things.

Treat equally.

Dead bodies floated on the swollen muddy river, almost covering the entire muddy river.

These rivers and blood.

It's the bottle of water for the flytrap.

Digesting all the corpses.

Humans, pigs, giant pythons, and even the usually arrogant hornets that are fatter than ordinary people's middle fingers.

All rolled up in the muddy river.

Uncle Wu looked at the corpse drifting with the waves in the smoke.

His eyes were dark.

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are dogs."

He took a puff on his cigar, always feeling vaguely uneasy.

This anxiety comes from the number of wild boars he observed.

At least [-]% of the wild boars disappeared.

So many long-haired warthogs, where did they go?

The number of wild boars in previous years is far more than the number of these long-haired warthogs seen this year.

The number of wild boars in Liguera is numerous.

If the blood is not enough, Jianmu's growth will be affected.

This is the most important thing.

After carefully counting a lot, Uncle Wu finally became anxious.

The people under him all went to look for the Wang Xiangzi and his juniors.

He was able to allow his juniors to take away Wang Xiangzi.

But the younger boy can't ruin his big event!
Those who want to achieve great things.

Close relatives can be killed!

But his hounds and boa constrictor disappeared without a sound after entering the jungle.

Uncle Wu's eyes flashed fiercely. He was smoking a cigar, and a gloomy and hoarse voice reappeared in the smoke.

He is chanting.

It took three days to hunt down Li Jianfeng.

For the rest of the time, he had to prepare for the arrival of the Longevity Tree.

"Tara Maha."

"Maha Mahasa."

"Tara Mahasa."

Amidst bursts of low-pitched incantations, the surrounding scene became gloomy and gloomy.

The biological texture reappeared.

He sank into darkness.

Came to the side of the fairy fetus.

Next to this, the fairy fetus seems to be inside a wriggling intestine, like a hornet's nest.

Perceived the entry of outsiders.

The fairy fetus opened its eyes, and now the fairy fetus has grown five sense organs, internal organs, and limbs.

Just a little.

You can get out of the womb.

It is a parasite.

Parasitized in Dora Maha.

Sensing Uncle Wu's arrival, he opened his eyes and looked at Uncle Wu.

The surrounding intestines began to secrete a large amount of stomach acid, as if to swallow Uncle Wu.

Hungry.

"Boom".

The fairy fetus is hungry.

Encountered such a situation, Fifth Uncle took his time, and behind him, the colorful python was completely integrated with him.

The darkness covered Uncle Wu.

The hounds barked.

Just about to move.

"Nutrition is not enough."

He cut to the chase and said, "We have to kill one, otherwise, the longevity wine will not be brewed. Our previous efforts will be wasted."

The eyes of the fairy fetus scanned him and said: "Why didn't you die? As long as I eat you, I can emerge from the womb."

When the fairy fetus saw Uncle Wu coming to him, he naturally understood what it meant.

If the longevity tree is not watered with so much blood, it will "grow poorly".

At that time, three people will not be enough.

Kill the other one.

Use its corpse as the nourishment of the Longevity Tree, and then the two of them can separate this thing safely.

But they all know it in their hearts.

It's all just an excuse.

Neither of these two people is someone who will share the spoils.

Then there will be another fight.

This is not a matter of sharing the golden cup with you.

No gold cup.

Some are "I want it all!"

Neither of them revealed the matter.

Uncle Wu knew that the fairy fetus was moving, so he continued: "Because you are similar to me.

We all know what the body of Tara Maha is. The monks of Tara Maha, their spirituality and Buddha nature, have turned into monks and have been detained by my side for decades.

The monk's resentment and monstrous hatred turned into another Tara Maha Temple.

Occupied the golden body of the Bodhisattva in the Buddhist temple, and turned it into one of the sources of the art of sacrificing and lowering the head here.

if……"

He flipped his hand and grabbed it forward.

"If the resentment of the temples of Tara Maha is combined with the longevity tree that appears, we may not be his opponent by then.

Not to mention the longevity tree, I am afraid that all our plans will be in vain. "

The fairy fetus was silent.

Half an hour passed.

"can."

"How many days are left?"

"How to do it?"

The fairy fetus asked.

Uncle Wu said: "Wait another three days. After three days, the longevity tree will grow. At that time, we sacrifice everything with blood, and the longevity tree will grow. At that time, I only need the trunk of the longevity tree.

All the other fruits of the longevity tree will be given to you. "

"it is good!"

After the fairy fetus finished speaking, he said again: "Where are the younger generations in your clan?"

Uncle Wu said, "Take my son and run away."

The fairy fetus said: "Do you want me to help you find it?"

Uncle Wu: "Don't worry about it, I can do it myself."

After finishing speaking, Fifth Uncle gradually faded out of the fairy fetus' sight.

An altar reappeared.

Seeing this, the fairy fetus didn't say much.

This time, there was an extra skull on it.

This is another medium. Even if Uncle Wu didn't say anything, he still left the medium of those monks.

Curse and kill others for convenience.

The fairy fetus was persuaded.

……

Lookout Cub listened to the sound of hounds barking in the distance.

Not panic.

Around him, many "people" in robes appeared.

He knew these people would protect themselves.

Wang Xiangzi knew that these ghosts had nothing to do with people.

Under their clothes, there are ghosts, that is, ghosts.

He is surrounded by ghosts.

But they won't hurt anyone, they belong to my brother.

As for brother.

He retreated by himself.

At this moment, he stayed in the deepest part of the cave behind.

In his words, shut it down.

The shades wore robes and held magic swords, and a long-haired warthog larger than a bear stood beside them.

It has a [net] on its body.

Became a chariot to pull a cart.

Extremely docile.

Wang Xiangzi is very worried about his brother.

Wangxiang cub saw those ghosts carrying a coffin into the cave not long ago.

Wang Xiangzi didn't know what was inside the coffin.

But just looking at it, Wangxiang Zai felt that his blood was coagulated all over his body.

The great fear was too great for him to describe.

Until now, he can still dream of that coffin while sleeping.

As for the hole.

After the coffin went in, the big stone sealed the door, except for the occasional sacrificial sounds.

The last few days.

From inside the cave, no sound came out.

What's even more frightening is that Wangxiang cub looked into the hole, but didn't hear any sound.

Nor could he see any living beings inside.

He was scared.

Afraid that his brother would die in it, he knew that there was a murderer in that coffin.

Until I don't know how much time later.

From inside the deep cave, Lin Feng's angry voice suddenly came out.

"I'm Geneva, money back!"

"Dog monk."

"Dog Wizard."

"Go to hell."

"Return to the soul in seven days, return to your father!"

"Go to his mother's evil ways to become immortals, whoever loves evil ways to become immortals will go!"

"nausea!"

"It's disgusting."

"Pain perception is 100% synchronized!"

"You can't block one-fifth of the pain, can you?"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"I was wrong!"

For a moment, Lin Feng wanted to kill himself and start over.

His pain is not pretending.

Lin Feng's brain twitched, and he decided to be ruthless.

He wants to try what it feels like to be a fairy.

When Wang Xiangzi heard these voices, he was not surprised but delighted. He quickly ran away from the entrance of the cave, and then saw that the big stone was moved away.

The ghost inside carried the coffin out.

When Wang Xiangzi saw the coffin, his face changed completely.

"elder brother?"

With tears in his eyes, he thought his brother was dead.

As a result, something no one expected happened.

A voice came from inside the coffin.

"Boy, throw me a basin and be a dutiful son."

"We're coming to Boda!"

　I'm sorry everyone, I'm really not in a good state recently, I'm groggy
　　
　
(End of this chapter)