Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 265 I am a pottery lover (34)

Chapter 4: Crazy.

In the middle of the night, with no lights in the dark, the village head squatted in the backyard of Yang Liuwa's house, like a dead man.

He didn't dare to take a breath.

He heard Yang Liuwa's footsteps, and heard Yang Liuwa open the stable and drag something out of it.

It was the sound of cloth being dragged on the dirt road.

Immediately, there was the sound of sharpening the knife, the sound of chopping, and all kinds of strange sounds mixed together, forming a picture of moral decline in the darkness.

The mourning bird made a "quack quack" sound.

It makes people's eyelids twitch.

The village chief waited calmly until Yang Liuwa finished all this, and then returned to the house.

Before dawn the next day, everyone showed up outside Yang Liuwa's house and caught Yang Liuwa who had disassembled her father's body.

Yang Liuwa was extremely desperate. He wanted to rush out, but was hit on the leg with a hoe.

Broken leg.

Yang Liuwa clutched her legs and wailed.

But no one cared about him.

Everyone seems to know something, but no one speaks.

Just look at the people on the ground.

Then he looked straight at the village chief.

The same goes for the village chief.

After a while, Yang Liuwa was hung on the tree, and it was the village head who did it. Everyone looked at the village head, and the village head also hung Yang Liuwa on the tree tremblingly. It was as if everyone had turned into clay figurines.

At night, the village head went to sleep and heard the previous voice again.

He didn't know what happened, but he saw a "way to life".

But when he woke up, he found that his body was covered in red mud.

He was sleepwalking.

The village chief was a little terrified. He looked at the red mud in his hands and was extremely disturbed.

In this place where loess is everywhere, there is only one place with red mud.

duck ditch.

Yazigou is an ominous place.

In this place, there are too many frightening legends and stories.

For example, people walking inside sometimes hear others talking.

For example, when the shepherds are walking in the stocking, they will disappear inexplicably.

The sheep are fine.

Sometimes, when people hear some words, their ears will be filled with mud, and they will suffocate to death in the end. Under such circumstances, whether true or false, it becomes a place where dirt is hidden. .

If you do something dirty, you can bury the dirty thing in the duck ditch.

Not seeing the light of day.

Everyone will not go there, but who knows, this time he not only went inside, but also brought red mud out of it.

Liver and gallbladder split!

Just at this time, the Mr. Yin Yang he invited came.

He made a bold decision.

He invited Mr. Yin Yang in, and the two reached a deal, they used the dead old lady as an experimental subject.

The old lady really came back to life, but Mr. Yin Yang is also a stinky chess basket, he really doesn't have enough moves.

So they chose to invite a more capable gentleman.

As for the first gentleman.

He also hanged himself on the big locust tree.

There is no Chapter 5.

Because when it came to this point, the priest inside the locust tree woke up, and Lin Feng was really not his opponent.

……

Lin Feng alone is a team.

In three hours, the second paragraph of sublimation plus the report came out. The old buddies did the lighting and photography. Although there are some unprofessional aspects, they are very helpful.

Raising a team of about ten people is a pure loss when there is no profit or business order in the initial stage.

Lin Feng was different.

His teams are very frugal.

After finishing these, Lin Feng sat outside to practice, and a large amount of moonlight was absorbed into his left eye.

Did not cultivate the flesh body.

His physical body can practice on its own, and he didn't use gammalan psychic potion.

The ghost knows where he will go through psychic communication now, it is better to cultivate the soul.

The soul is as stable as one.

When it is like a bright mirror, like a glazed platform, Lin Feng feels at ease.

During the day, the sky light appears.

Lin Feng exchanged [clean] plateau soil, 1000 grams, [-] taels luck.

He looked at these "reasonably docile" bad lands.

[Clean] Plateau soil is not the same as harmless plateau soil. Lin Feng looked at it, and after a while, he poured some water into it.

Well, although bad soil is evil, it still has the characteristics of soil, at least it can be mixed with water.

He bought so much bad soil at one time, which actually meant an experiment.

pattern.

He wants to use the pattern in his memory to try to use it on the bad soil.

In any case, the information given by Teacher Xun and Professor Han is very clear.

The bad soil on the plateau has indeed been sent out once. Three roads, to Sichuan, to the capital, to Nanyang.

If only he anchored history.

At least the road from the plateau to Nanyang is stable.

Now, will the road through Suzhou to reach the capital be stable?

Lin Feng looked at the "tame" soil in front of him, the bad soil was normal yellow.

Then why is there red mud in the northwest of the game?
It's because it's full of blood.

Lin Feng took the painted skin over and dug out a bit of dirt.

In the game, he tried the power of this evil land.

Whether in Southeast Asia or in the Northwest.

That kind of "assimilation" is turning a living person into clay.

But still alive.

Outside of the game, it was also the first time he tried to do this. He stuck to his mind, put the painted skin on his chest, and then rubbed it with the bad soil, and the painted skin settled on his skin.

Badlands didn't make any moves.

It was exactly the same as Lin Feng smearing yellow mud on his body.

Lin Feng thought about it, and threw out a drop of blood.

Suddenly, like a soldering iron.

The yellow mud with blood finally showed its fangs!
The pain of "stab la la".

Lin Feng closed his eyes, holding the dharma sword in his hand, he didn't use the six tones of the land, his big tones of "duo", "duo" and "duo".

This is to exhale and open the sound, and the mana is poured into the magic sword in his hand, into the picture of Mount Tai.

There are no seats.

He holds a big sword in his hand, and does it in front of the Jiu Shutang, who dares to be a demon.jpg.

He stared at Mount Tai with both eyes.

He chose to believe in his own background!
The true shape map of the Five Sacred Mountains will definitely play a role!

Taoism must have real ability to break down mountains and destroy temples, so let's play a role, brothers!
The wind blew from his side, and when it reached his hand, it became extremely dignified.

Taishan's suppressing force finally appeared here.

Zhang Zhuoen said that each person's map of the Five Sacred Mountains has its own function.

The true shape map of the Five Sacred Mountains can be divided into big and small, as well as secret and widely spread.

A skill is just such a skill.

Whether it is strong or not depends on whose hands it is.

The same is the seventh rank, some people can already become Bodhisattvas, and some people are still struggling.

The true terror before trying to confront the ancient Zhang Zhung Dynasty head-on.

Lin Feng looked at the magic sword in his hand and at the picture of Mount Tai on it.

He sternly stood in front of himself.

A burst of invisible ripples flew out, and a faint voice was transmitted from his magic sword.

Lin Feng's heart beat faster, and lines appeared on his skin.

Like bronze.

Lin Feng almost crushed his magic sword.

But Zhang Zhuoen is really reliable. The Taiyin body he figured out by himself has an incredible strengthening effect on Lin Feng.

In his eyes, [edit] was about to condense into substance.

Pain is to the body what war is to technology.

It's all a catalyst.

At least Lin Feng thinks so, even if it's violent.

In the severe pain, Lin Feng felt that he was about to bow out of pain, but in such pain, Lin Feng closed his eyes, and inexplicably appeared in his mind the last time of pain - when he was in Nanyang, Things he thought of when he was in pain.

There are yaks and statues, and this time another light and shadow appeared in his mind.

Lin Feng couldn't tell what it was.

He saw a halo of light appearing behind the head of the Yak God, and he also saw various strange beasts coming from a distance.

Afterwards, the pain disappeared!
Lin Feng's consciousness was not affected in any way, and he remained awake all the time.

Finally breathed a sigh of relief, he tapped his magic sword.

Go to see your own chest.

On his chest, two things merged into one.

The painted skin finally became a part of his body. Lin Feng even felt that the painted skin was constantly wriggling. It didn't take much time for the painted skin to spread all over his body, "replacing" the largest organ in his body.

skin.

At that time, Lin Feng felt that he might be the faceless man.

What he wants to become is what he is.

As for whether he will be discovered, Lin Feng thinks that he should be discovered, but what level of people will discover him, Lin Feng does not know, Xiaomiaozhu people of that level should recognize him.

The thoughts left behind by Mazu and the Fukou incense stick are combined.

He will become whatever he wants to be.

more importantly……

Lin Feng held the firecracker in his hand, and a strange charm gradually appeared on the firecracker.

It became a part of Lin Feng.

Lin Feng glanced at Xiaomiaozhu's peace amulet again.

He also touched the peace amulet.

The aura of the peace talisman also converges with that of Lin Feng.

Became a "part" of Lin Feng.

Now let's see if we can hide from the game.

The rest of the dirt...

He had already prepared for these soils, and he wanted to try those lines that could not be left on paper and pen, using this object as a carrier.

Lin Feng scratched his head, what should he do?

He turned on his phone, searched for the map, got into his pickup truck, and went to a pottery bar and a teacher.

For others, skills that require years of learning are not difficult for Lin Feng.

After watching for a long time, Lin Feng said that the teacher's level may not be as good as his.

As long as you can control your muscles and reactions like every time you release a skill, then you can also become a journeyman, as for becoming a master.

Lin Feng didn't intend to become a master, he just wanted to tinker with the Badlands.

What to do to be a master.

These pottery bars do not have gas kilns for firing pottery.

They use an electric kiln.

The electric kiln can't burn good-looking glazes, but can only burn rough pottery.

But Lin Feng didn't care.

It's time to grit your teeth again.

Lin Feng gritted his teeth, bought an electric kiln, put it in the back of the pickup truck, and took it home.

The bad soil cannot be burned.

The temperature of the electric kiln is [-] degrees, which is indifferent to the bad soil!
(End of this chapter)