Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 295

It was almost five o'clock in the morning during the morning class the next day, before the sun came out, Lin Feng felt a lot of incense falling from the sky and falling on his body.

Among these incense, there is a strong wish.

These wishes are not very beautiful, full of all kinds of darkness and desire to survive.

The Taoists were all tortured by these weird things, how could they have any positive thoughts?
The land just can't bear such a willingness to become what it is now.

Before Lin Feng confronted these wishes, he noticed something between his brows and eyes, and turned around.

All the vows were shattered, and the incense melted into Lin Feng's body.

If Lin Feng's popularity is reduced by one point, his divinity will be increased by one inch!
Even the soul has solidified three inches.

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It is the name, the incense is attached to the name, and the name is more "thick".

The incense is revealed on his body, that is, the speed at which he absorbs the flesh and blood sacrificial clock is accelerated.

A few wisps of incense fell on Lin Feng, and Lin Feng made a little distinction: "There is not only one place to worship, according to this reason, at least hundreds of Taoists are offering sacrifices to the five gods."

In this day and age, finding hundreds of Taoists is no small feat.

Incense is credited.

Lin Feng also had more ideas.

Lin Feng originally thought that the five gods would not be the deity, but now it seems that this may not be the case.

The "Old Mother of Lishan Mountain" on the heads of these Taoists may not be the true deity, but the many "gods" she carries are all righteous masters.

These people are famous for their bronze instruments, and they each have their own focus.

At least low-level bronze instruments are unique.

Exclusive.

As for the higher level, Lin Feng didn't know.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng touched the center of his brow. In the "innocent disaster" last night, people died in the village. No matter how strong Lin Feng was, he couldn't protect everyone.

The clergy who were supposed to bring peace.

But it was infiltrated by weird things.

Especially "Lishan Old Mother", Lin Feng and "Lishan Old Mother" one-on-one, the outcome is about [-], he three, "Lishan Old Mother" seven.

He is around the seventh rank, and the other party is at the top of the seventh rank.

In addition, there are many children around the seventh rank under the "Lishan Old Mother", it is not easy to fight, it is really not easy to fight.

Fortunately, "Bodhisattvas are easy to mess with little ghosts."

"Mother Lishan" didn't do anything last night.

It was her "strong" children who did it, and the mask was one of the children's subordinates.

These "gods" also perform a kind of "virtue" at the lowest level. After dawn, Lin Feng saw those Taoist priests doing salvation for the people who died last night, and then took out some money (copper coins) and bought them some children.

The village seems to be used to these things.

Especially a family with several children, even a little happy.

"Follow Master Dao and learn a craft, so you won't be hungry anyhow."

Natural disasters and man-made disasters cannot survive.

In the eyes of these people, there is some light called hope.

Lin Feng looked away, and Zong Yang followed behind him. Last night's "luck" was bad, and a guard died.

Although this statement is a bit cruel, life and death here are indeed "lucky" and "unfortunate".

The gods throw dice.

Random dead people.

Zong Yang was very sad, but he was the guard of the people around him, so he didn't have any feelings about it.

"How many years have we had enough to eat and drink, and have someone to take care of our son and wife. This is a blessing that we couldn't have imagined before."

The guards take this very lightly.

Lin Feng was noncommittal.

In the darkness under his feet, there is the soul of the guard. Last night, the soul of the guard lingered for a long time, and there were coveting eyes outside.

Good man Lin Feng did his best to gather him.

After two more days of training, Lin Feng will be able to pull out a team.

It's just your Lishan mother who can fight in groups.

Give me a while, I have more people than you, believe it or not!
……

It was almost eight o'clock in the morning.

The smoke from the cooking was faint, Lin Feng and the Taoist priests all brought their own dry food.

After hastily eating breakfast, that is to say, a wealthy family like Zongyang can eat three meals a day, while the rest of the people eat two meals a day, with morning and noon counting as one meal.

The taste of those Taoist priests is like chewing wax.

I don't know the taste of food.

Last night, more than [-]% of a Taoist brother died. This ominous omen made everyone feel ups and downs.

In particular, the senior brothers have seen the "god" who taught them the talisman, staring at one side. The hungry and cruel gaze in the night makes people shudder.

They consciously became one of the dishes.

How can you be in a good mood?

Lin Feng walked towards these Taoists. These Taoists were full of vigilance towards strangers. Hearing that Lin Feng and his group were "traders", the third senior brother who took the lead glanced at their bulging waists and said nothing.

On the contrary, it is not uncommon for someone to carry a corpse.

The fallen leaves return home.

Otherwise, where did the Xiangxi exorcists get their business?
It is not uncommon for a fellow countryman to die on the road and be carried back for burial.

Seeing the dead, the third senior brother felt even more heavy.

Both the elder brother and the second elder brother died, and he became the leader of these Taoist priests.

But he was not at all happy.

He just felt desolate, the senior brother and the second senior brother were both dead.

He is next.

What joy is there?

The third senior brother didn't expose these people either.

The Taoists are not fools, the merchants have no goods, no mouthpieces, only these few people, and they also carry firearms.

The leader of them still has some official air.

It is more reliable to say that they are bandits who step on plates than that they are businessmen.

It may also be the official master somewhere, although in some places, the local government has been restructured, and the yamen has been divided into patrol rooms.

The people who do things inside are still those people.

It's the same thing back and forth, changing the soup but not the medicine, the Taoists have long been used to it.

But although they are vigilant, they are not afraid.

It is perfectly normal for one or two Taoist priests to know some spells. Don't worry about them being helpless against weird things, but they are merciless when dealing with ordinary people.

It's just that these few people with official air are more troublesome to deal with.

These Taoist priests were unwilling to do anything.

"Good morning, guys."

Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, seeing the strangers who came to greet, the third senior brother finally couldn't bear it: "Get lost!"

Lin Feng smiled and didn't move, these Taoist priests became even more angry when they saw that the reprimand was useless.

"Where did such a shameless dog come from, can't understand human words?"

Zong Yang also looked at the Taoist priests in front of him who were mediocre, lazy, and unable to lift their spirits, and looked down upon them very much.

However, I thought of what Lin Feng said earlier, saying that after his conversation yesterday, these people and their purpose lead to the same goal by different routes, and they are all to deal with the Jin family.

But the difference is that this group of people dealt with the Jin family because of some treasures of the Jin family.

It is very likely that these thieves dug up something from the ancient tomb, which attracted the covetousness of these people, Zong Yang: "They are not good people."

Lin Feng: "Hey, what you said is true, but if you think about it differently, is it possible that the Jin family is fishing."

Zong Yang: "Hey? What is fishing?"

Lin Feng: "He deliberately spread the news to attract these monks and priests, and they all gathered in the Jin family to catch them all."

Zong Yang smiled: "How is this possible? No matter how powerful his Jin family is, he is still a tomb robber. He doesn't control the local swordsmen, and he doesn't count the gentry in the group training. How could he be so grandiose."

Lin Feng said lazily: "This kind of thing is also something that can't be said for sure. It won't hurt you to ask."

Zong Yang: "Then why don't you go, sir."

Lin Feng: "Do you want to solve the case or I want to solve the case? Do you want to leave your name on the county chronicle, or do I want to leave your name on the county chronicle?

Oh, it's you.

If it's you, why don't you go and tell me to go?

You are the magistrate and I am the magistrate? "

Zong Yang: "Hey, sir, stop talking, I'll go."

He can ask about the situation.

"Know yourself and know the enemy, and you won't be in danger in a hundred battles."

That's what Lin Feng said, but he came to the place where the Taoist priest lived to see it.

It was found that what they worshiped was the god of "Doubu".

The god cards were not put away, the three god cards at the top were distributed in random order, the top one was the tablet of "Old Mother of Lishan Mountain", then on the left was Changchunzi Qiu Chuji, and on the right was their Taoist temple, their own patriarch.

The name is Ji Moumou, and there is a layer of oil on it.

Down there are all kinds of Doubu gods, from the top to the bottom, a total of six floors.

Lin Feng was vaguely connected with one of the god cards.

Five gods.

Lin Feng glanced at it. It was made of cypress wood, with purple and gold lines, and a large vermilion brush.

【Five Generals】

On the penultimate floor.

Xiao Daotong is taking the newly bought people and taking a shave and taking a bath.

Everyone is so busy.

Even if an outsider came, no one came to talk to him. Although Mo Kan Xiaodao was not very young, last night, Lin Feng gave him some benefits.

He is now the one with the rosiest complexion among these people.

He chanted, picked up two buckets of more than 30 kilograms of water in one breath, galloped from outside, boiled water for a bath, and passed by Lin Feng. The familiar feeling made him shiver!
Without looking back, he heard the wind get into his ears.

"I polished my god card well, it's shiny, it deserves a reward!"

(End of this chapter)