Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 316 Today, Yesterday and Tomorrow
The wind turned into an elf, and spread out towards the surroundings, inquiring about news, they are not communicating with people.

They communicate like the rest of nature spirits.

They bring news that many people's perspectives cannot.

This is the perspective of inhumanity, and also the perspective of environmentalists, good butterfly friends!

Lin Feng immediately sensed the gods' anger towards human beings, and their anger at robbing resources.

How dare you cut down trees!
That's my friend.

Especially for the mountain god, these trees are the grass-headed gods under him.

No money, no notification, no tribute, how can you hurt my friend?

Close your eyes.

Lin Feng listened attentively to the sounds around him.

Aggregated messages.

He found the right place.

But the time is wrong.

This is not even a demolition village, it is deserted.

He turned on his phone and searched for a map.

This place is not too far away. According to the navigation of Kuide map, the nearest county town is [-] kilometers away.

Closer than the county seat is the Qinling Mountains behind it.

Silent, cold, with an inaccessible austerity.

The depths of the Qinling Mountains are still dangerous.

To be precise, places that are not developed by humans and filled with people are all equally dangerous.

In the Qinling Mountains, there are several kinds of three-year beasts and seven-year beasts.

Lin Feng bit his own palm with his mouth, causing blood to drip from his palm, and fell into the low grass pile not far away, as a thank you to these "scouts".

The wound healed quickly, and Lin Feng hummed a song, waiting for a dilapidated town that only appeared at night.

During this period, Lin Feng tried to understand Mr. Qie.

A lot of information can be seen from Mr. Qie's paintings.

From the perspective of a person like Mr. Qie, time does not develop in a linear manner.

Time is what he wants to see, he can see what.

A map, so to speak.

As the elder of the Xun family said, time is like a valley to him, and he can travel through the valley. The reason why he dare not do this is because his connection with Lin Feng is not strong enough.

The stronger you are, the more you will be repelled.

Teacher Qie's paintings also confirm this point. The future he sees is all based on the picture.

It is he who has the goal first, and then the process.

In one painting, he saw himself driving a car and parked in front of a guest house.

Written in pencil, "Today, Yesterday, and Tomorrow."

Very interesting title, at first glance it looks like the name of a sketch.

"The gongs and drums are loud, and the firecrackers are all blasting."

Seeing this, Lin Feng already had a picture in his mind.

In the town of the comics, there are countless evil spirits lingering.

They hide in every possible hiding corner.

He secretly looked towards the guest house.

Sitting in the car, Lin Feng thought of entering Nuo Village for the first time, and it was the same. He sat in the car and went there in a daze. Now he is sober, but there is a limit to sobriety.

He hummed a song, swallowed the wind between heaven and earth, and waited for the time to come.

Lao Qu's carving knife appeared in his hand.

He is trying to keep his thoughts on the face in front of him.

Word by word.

At seven fifteen in the evening, the sun went down.

Lin Feng saw a desolate village appearing helplessly.

From nothing.

If someone picked up a paintbrush, the magic brush Ma Liang created a city.

It's just that this town is not alive at all.

It was dark.

Like a big mouth, hungry and waiting for the arrival of feeders.

Lin Feng's car was parked on the side of the road, but because of the country road, even if he parked on one side, the road would not be spacious.

He stopped the car without turning off the engine, and the lights did not go out.

Like two sharp swords in the darkness.

It stands to reason that people who come over will definitely see him as a light source.

A ray of light in the dark.

But here, it is to highlight a surprise!
Lin Feng's hands were all on the outside of the car, he didn't feel the wind, but the light behind him pierced over, a small car rushed out from nothing, as if he didn't see Lin Feng here, it went on a rampage, and slammed into Lin Feng come over.

"Arbitrarily" walked into the village.

Lin Feng didn't move, watching the car "pass" him, and then opened fire to "chase" it.

It was obviously a smooth alley without any obstacles.

Navigation is noisy all the time.

"There are obstacles ahead, please avoid them."

"There are obstacles ahead, please avoid them."

Lin Feng silently looked at the disappearing RV.

The sky does not know when it will start to rain.

patter.

With a cold breath, Lin Feng opened the window to let the outside wind in, he listened attentively, listening to their conversation.

Go through the closed iron gates one after another.

Lin Feng looked at the deserted village, the long-abandoned road, and the occasional paper money on the road.

There is nothing ahead.

Feng told him that there are "people" everywhere.

The fact is indeed the case, those lingering spirits in those closed doors looked at these uninvited guests with blood-red eyes.

Lin Feng ignored these spirits.

He walked along the only asphalt road and saw the guest house with lights on.

An incandescent lamp was screwed to a pole.

Like a guiding light.

Lin Feng glanced at it.

There was an RV parked at the door, Lin Feng knocked on the door, the wind poured in, but there was nothing inside.

There are traces of someone's life, water and electricity are running, it doesn't look like someone has left.

【da】

Before going in, Lin Feng added a layer of armor to himself first.

Carrying the magic sword.

Indecent behavior.

But it doesn't matter.

He came to the guest house and saw the owner of the guest house behind the counter.

The boss looked up at him viciously.

Lin Feng could smell the musty smell in the air without twitching his nose.

"Is room 202 available?"

Lin Feng asked.

The boss said dully: "Every room here is called 202."

Lin Feng was noncommittal about this.

He pointed at the back, the key to room 202, and reached out to snatch the register in front of him.

The boss looked at Lin Feng, especially his magic sword for a long time and said, "Do you want today, tomorrow, or yesterday's 202?"

Lin Feng took out a piece of paper, pointed to the Iron Crown Taoist on it, and said, "When did they come? When did they come, and when do I want a room?"

The boss pulled the hard muscles on his face and smiled: "That's the room for today, do you want to get the key? Write your name on it."

He gestured for Lin Feng to sign it.

Lin Feng did not move.

Seeing that Lin Feng did not move, the boss looked behind Lin Feng.

"Isn't that right behind you?"

When he finished speaking, there was already a distorted and chaotic mist outside. In the mist, a group of tall and thin Taoist men with iron crowns who looked like scarecrows walked in from outside.

Without even looking at Lin Feng, they walked upstairs.

The wind is counting.

After blowing past the bodies of these tall, iron-crowned Taoists, these Taoists noticed Lin Feng. One Taoist didn't look back, but the withered hair was blowing behind his head.

A pair of eyes appeared on the back of his head.

He took a deep look at Lin Feng and went upstairs.

Lin Feng watched his heart with his eyes and nose.

The wind passed through the body of the boss in front of him, passing through it, and there was nothing there. There was nothing real at all, but there was a dead body on the bed behind the counter, where the bed was covered.

This can be seen.

The boss is tricky.

Not a ghost.

Like this village, he is part of a phenomenon, a strange phenomenon.

He smelled a strong smell of incense ash here.

Those paper money are sacrificial offerings.

There are also soul-inducing banners on the roadside.

Lin Feng didn't take the key to 202 either.

"Is there any rule about the time here?"

Lin Feng asked, the ground stick technique under his feet gradually slowed down, and the equally tall Nuo opera masters inside also stood up. Among the Nuo opera masters, Master Guandi held the Qinglong Yanyue Knife.

There is Lin Feng's talisman on it, with Lin Feng's sword intent.

Seeing this, the originally casual boss suddenly stood up.

"Master Guandi, with a charm."

He greedily looked at the darkness under Lin Feng's feet. Lin Feng squeezed his handprints to reveal his identity.

The boss stared at him, then opened his arms and rushed towards Lin Feng.

His face was distorted by extreme joy.

It doesn't look like it.

"Get us out, get us out of this damn place, we'll help you."

"We help you."

In the last sentence, we will help you, the sound of mountains and tsunami came out of his throat.

It's like 1 people are hiding in his body.

Lin Feng saw layers of throats in his throat.

It's like there are 1 people locked in his body.

We all share a voice channel.

"Take us away, take us away."

From the only place where the light was on, countless hands grabbed down, trying to catch Lin Feng.

They are like drowned ghosts.

What they said was "take us away", but in fact, what they wanted was to sink together, they wanted to capture Lin Feng together and bring them under the Nine Netherworld.

Lin Feng's hair was rippling, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't be shameless, I can take you out, but you are like this!"

【fa】

He is like a beam of light, layers of light rippling from his body, driving out those dark palms around him.

Ripples dispel the darkness.

The Nuo opera masters around Lin Feng tried their best.

Master Guandi angrily raised his Qinglong Yanyue Saber.

"Bah!"

He raised his big saber and looked towards the ground. Beside him, General Kaishan and the civil and military judges all made their moves.

"Hi Ya Ya."

A group of people gathered together to open a road.

Lin Feng stomped his feet.

[mou] sound, shattered the palms in front of them into pure mist.

The boss wailed and threw the key.

"Today's 202, take us away."

Lin Feng grabbed the key.

The moment he grabbed the key, Lin Feng had an inexplicable relationship with these strange things.

Lin Feng walked upstairs with big strides, and the atmosphere above was even more chaotic and evil. On the road they passed, the layer of fog was full of the "thickness" and "cruelty" of the Yin and Shang era.

The weak eat the strong.

They are still stealing the power of the Yin Shang Kingdom, like a group of monsters.

Lin Feng dragged his magic sword to go up, parted the fog on the ground, and walked out his own path.

He was a little puzzled.

During the period of the Khitan Kingdom, that is, the Southern Song Dynasty, the moon fell like a meteor.

This means that the Kingdom of God in the Han Dynasty has fallen.

With the loss of enshrinement, the system of shamanism was also replaced by various sects later.

The gods below fell into the underworld and turned ominous and weird.

The gods of the upper class, change their appearance.

He regained a new identity and was enshrined again, especially the God of Mount Tai. Although because of the coquettish manipulation of the Emperor of the Song Dynasty, the gold content of Mount Tai's Fengchan dropped greatly.

But among the people and the imperial court, the temple fairs on Mount Tai are extremely intense every year, and folk activities from top to bottom emerge in endlessly.

Until now, when it comes to Mount Tai, everyone knows that it is the head of the Five Sacred Mountains, and that it is a famous mountain with many "tourist attractions" on it.

This also counts as memory.

The Kingdom of God in the Yin and Shang Dynasties is completely different from the Kingdom of God in the Han Dynasty.

One, is time.

The Kingdom of God in the Yin and Shang Dynasties was even older than the Kingdom of God in the Han Dynasty.

Old doesn't necessarily mean powerful.

No matter how powerful it is, it has no influence or any effect.

Whether these gods are powerful or not has a lot to do with changes in the situation.

Just like what Zou Yan from Qi said, the five virtues reincarnate, the way of heaven is easier, metal, wood, water, fire and earth, the will of heaven controls the law.

Those who follow the sky prosper, those who go against the sky perish.

Time has passed, the version is wrong, and if it doesn't work, it won't work.

No matter how powerful the Shang Dynasty was, its earthly kingdom would be gone.

There is no martyrdom, no commemoration.

Without sacrifices, all Yin and Shang gods should be "starving ghosts".

They have no possibility of turning over, nor can they change their appearance and become new gods.

Of the three types of gods, the strongest is Emperor, who can be called Heavenly Emperor or God.

He was replaced by Tian of the Zhou Dynasty.

The ancestor gods are even more ridiculous. Zhou Gongdan's rebellion against the descendants of the Yin and Shang Dynasties such as the Song Dynasty almost cut off the inheritance and sacrifice of the Yin and Shang nobles.

The third type of natural god has been replaced with a new substitute, only Shangqiu, which has been passed down for thousands of years, and its meaning remains unchanged.

The Zhou Dynasty completely annihilated and suppressed the Shang Dynasty.

History is erased.

The capital was buried by the Zhou Dynasty.

The descendants of Yin and Shang were divided into "barbarians" in several countries.

Yin Shang's right to interpret morality has also been changed.

Later generations mentioned Yin and Shang, all of which were vague. When the Zhou Dynasty collapsed, and during the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods, Confucian sages lamented that "rituals and music collapsed."

The Zhou Dynasty started from Zhou Gongdan, and after many years, it established its own process.

The heirloom of ritual and music.

Everyone in the world knows the rituals and music, and forgets the cruelty of the Yin and Shang Dynasties.

Later generations remembered the "wine pool meat forest" and "cannon roasting" of the Yin and Shang monarchs, "knocking off the bones of old people and children to see the content of bone marrow inside".

They all think this is a symbol of the cruelty of the Yin and Shang monarchs.

Yin Shang as a whole is still "ritual and music", and there are still many nobles who are kind-hearted and serve the country and the people.

This represents a cultural break.

Under such circumstances, the gods of Yin and Shang have no support, even if there are "survivors" like Tieguan Taoist.

That didn't help either.

They are not qualified to support such a powerful sacrifice.

Therefore, Lin Feng tilted his head to avoid the first attack of the axe, and smashed the tall iron-crown Taoist in front of him with one finger.

"What's the answer?"

(End of this chapter)