Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 254 Locust tree, the trick in the wood

"God accepts people?"

Hearing what the peasant woman said, Lin Feng looked down at his feet.

Find something wrong.

There was red mud on his feet.

He was in the wild temple last night, all night.

Just walked out this morning.

Logically speaking, even if there is dirt on his feet, it should be loess.

As for the wild temple last night, the soil in the wild temple is also loess.

Where did these red mud come from?

The reason why the ancients scorned the peasants with mud legs is that even the road taken by the emperor is only "paving the road with loess" and "sprinkling the road with clear water".

The rest of the people will inevitably walk on dirt roads.

It's normal to get mud and dirt.

But he can't be soiled with non-existent soil.

Lin Feng looked behind. There was no red mud on the way he came.

The same is true around.

He stretched out his hand to scrape off the mud from his feet. He didn't need to taste it in his mouth, but just sniffed it. His tongue was keenly aware that the red mud on his feet had no taste.

This is no normal dirt.

Soil has flavors, different soils have different tastes.

He walked over again, crouched beside the corpses, and examined them carefully.

Seeing her husband approaching the corpse, the peasant woman said in horror, "What are you doing? You don't want to eat people, do you?"

Lin Feng picked up the copper bell and sniffed the copper bell, except for a trace of stench.

There is no taste of red clay.

Lin Feng threw away the copper bell and said, "I'm a gentleman who sees things, so what do you think I'm doing?
I was looking at things, I saw how these people died, cannibalism, do I look like a cannibal?

What is the situation you said about God accepting people? "

The peasant woman hesitated for a while and said, "Aren't you the watchman invited by Yangjiacun? Why don't you go to Yangjiacun to ask? How do I know?"

Lin Feng didn't take it seriously: "How to get to Yangjiacun?"

The peasant woman pointed from this road, walked over this beam, and walked towards the shade of the mountain. The place with a big locust tree was Yangjia Village.

Lin Feng thanked the peasant woman, and when he finally left, he thought about it and handed her the remaining buns from his body: "These people's corpses are not clean, take the buns and leave, don't stay here.

Starving to death is terrible, but life is worse than death. "

After finishing speaking, Lin Feng took off his shoes, he walked barefoot on the road, and observed the soles of his feet at any time to see what kind of dirt was stained on them.

This time, there was no red mud on his feet.

Seeing the watchman from the provincial capital leave, the peasant woman behind her glanced at the corpses with some hesitation, finally gritted her teeth, and began to pick up the luggage from the corpses.

It can be seen that she is not very afraid of corpses.

She is more afraid of starvation.

Lin Feng heard the voice and ignored it.

The presence of the peasant woman is not right in itself.

In the early morning, a peasant woman appeared here, either farming or herding sheep.

Furthermore, it is to go to the county town to go to the market.

Judging by what she is holding.

neither.

Even if she got up early to dig wild vegetables, Lin Feng would understand, but it was as if she knew there were corpses here and came to search for them.

She's not a vulture.

How do you know where there is carrion to eat?

It reminded me of the distress book in my arms.

Lin Feng knew that this trip was getting more and more difficult.

He stepped hard and disappeared here in a flash. Walking on the road pointed by the peasant woman, the duck ditch was on his right, and there were no wild ducks in the duck ditch.

There are "phenomena" that are more terrifying and terrifying than evil spirits.

For ordinary people, it takes at least half an hour to get down from the ridge to the shade of the mountain, but Lin Feng is different.

He threw off his feet, and in about 10 minutes, he reached the shade of the mountain, and he saw that huge and amazing locust tree.

I also saw the woman hanging under the big pagoda tree.

It didn't take long to die, at least the upper and lower body were not separated.

There are countless red cloth strips hanging on the whole locust tree, judging from the color of the red cloth strips.

These red cloth strips have been hung for a long time.

Some wind and sun, turned black.

Some have just been hung up.

The color is as bright as blood.

Lin Feng's eyes touched the back of the big locust tree.

His whole body was dizzy, as if he had been thrown into the South China Sea vortex, shaking constantly, and when he woke up, he saw himself being suppressed in a coffin.

A wooden coffin is a coffin called a thin coffin in ancient times.

With a little external force, it will break.

At this moment, the coffin has been broken.

An earthy smell.

More importantly, as a game transition screen that cannot be changed.

Lin Feng couldn't skip the first screen.

This also means that he has to endure such pain.

In the dark and cramped coffin, the light came from nowhere.

What's more, the feeling of suffocation due to lack of oxygen caused Lin Feng to suffer so much that he subconsciously wanted to reach out and draw some marks on the coffin lid in front of him.

mental defect.

His physical body is strong enough, but his mind is still lacking.

Just like the person who was buried in this coffin earlier.

Lin Feng thought of this, closed his eyes, and forcibly dispelled the inexplicable fear in his heart.

He realized that his fear was not because he was in a confined space.

Near death.

It is the surrounding soil that contains a frightening substance.

They are constantly changing the minds of those around them.

Lin Feng was no exception.

Countless red soil squeezed in from the gaps in the coffin. The red soil smeared on the lid of his coffin and fell down, revealing the words carved by the predecessors on the lid of the coffin.

When he came to Yangjia Village.

The game officially begins.

He was pulled into the last cutscene cg and accepted the task.

【Northwest Evocation】

【Non-novice task】

【Games start】

[Advanced mission, death, 24-hour cooldown]

[Detected your identity: Guanqi Historian]

[First of all, please explore by yourself and determine the history you want to anchor]

[Once the history is anchored, it cannot be changed, please choose carefully]

[After you anchor a piece of history, the mission begins]

[Please be aware that the historical difficulty of choosing an anchor is directly related to the final clearance reward. If the player chooses a task that is too difficult, the game will become deadlocked]

[The dead file cannot be changed. After the eight beams and three missions fall into the dead file, they will not be able to continue to complete the next hidden plot]

【Please choose the difficulty of the mission carefully and carefully】

[Life remaining: 1]

【Start the game】

【exit the game】

Lin Feng saw it twice, please choose carefully.

He chose to start the game.

No matter how you say it, being careful or not is what he will do next.

How he chooses next is his business.

This feeling of being suffocated to death is much more "comfortable" than the Xiangxi Blood God being caught in the sky to look at the mountains. He doesn't want to continue to enjoy the fear in the coffin.

Let's start first!
Lin Feng chose to start the game, another flower flashed in front of his eyes, and when he opened it, he saw that he was still standing at the entrance of Yangjiacun.

Not much time passed.

If it is calculated by the current time, it is at most eight o'clock in the morning.

This time period should be the time period when the cooking smoke is about to disperse everywhere.

Those who should work should go to the fields.

But this is not the case in Yangjia Village.

A gust of wind blew by, and the body of the dead woman was still shaking on the big locust tree. A woman was hanged at the entrance of the village, but no one in the village came out to take a look.

There is no chicken crowing or dog barking in the village.

Lin Feng came under the locust tree.

【Check to archiveable location】

[Is it archived in Yangjiacun·Huashu? 】

【Yes】

[Saving is successful, it will take effect next time you enter the game]

Lin Feng chose to save the file and heaved a sigh of relief.

It's good to save it, so as not to start all over again.

"I am a master of the game, masters do not replay, masters do not replay."

Lin Feng comforted himself so hypocritically.

In fact, his gaze has been lingering on the locust tree.

He never gets distracted.

The locust tree is yin, so some people say that the locust tree is a ghost in the tree. There is such a big tree in front of a shady village. Lin Feng is not a real Fengshui master.

He also felt something was wrong.

It will not take three or four hundred years for this big tree to grow like this.

But big trees are like people.

It also has a lifespan.

Especially shady trees like locust trees, they will also suffer from "heavenly disaster". If you insist on scientifically speaking, maybe it is the principle of lightning rod?Who knows.

Locust trees will be struck by lightning.

A large number of locust trees, unless they are in the forest, most of them will be burned into a pool of scorched earth during the growth process.

This 400-year-old locust tree is rare.

Coupled with the fact that someone hanged to death on the locust tree, Lin Feng subconsciously felt something was wrong.

But he didn't let go of the woman.

Just walked in.

He wanted to see what would happen if all the evils gathered together.

There is no one in the village.

Yangjia Village is also very simple, there is a road on the left and right, along this road, there are threshing wheat fields, dilapidated courtyards with varying heights, and the earthen walls of each courtyard are only about half the height of a person.

Many families don't even have doors.

You can easily see the inside from the outside.

lifeless.

nobody.

Yang Family Village...

It seems like a dead village.

There are no living things.

And this village is not big, at most there are more than 300 people.

Lin Feng continued to walk towards the depths of the village, and soon he saw the residence of the head of Yangjia Village on the best piece of land here.

The reason why it can be distinguished that this is the village chief's residence is because it is the brightest building in the entire village.

It is also a shady place, a good place where you can always get sunshine.

And in front of this building, there are lamas of the Lamaism, and the scriptures written on it are very standard six-character mantras.

In the form of prayer flags, hang on it.

There is indeed Buddha's light on the six-character mantra.

It is a scripture written down by a lama who has the right way.

The yellow talisman on the door, yellow paper and cinnabar, are not used to guard the house, but to drive away evil spirits.

The threshold under the feet is firstly used to prevent zombies, and secondly, there are also some doorways inside, which are witchcraft.

As soon as he opened the door, Lin Feng saw an old dog inside, lying on the ground in pitch black. Seeing the stranger walking in, the old dog seemed too lazy to bark.

Before Lin Feng walked in, he heard the sound of crying from the entrance of the village.

"Come on, come on, come on, San Gou Zi his mother hanged himself."

　Wait for me to wake up and knock on the second update

　　
　
(End of this chapter)