Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 347 Misplaced time and space and moonlight, flustered
The people inside were sitting and watching TV. In the kitchen, someone was dismembering mice and sparrows. The moonlight outside shone in, making it pitch black.

Lin Feng stood in the shadow, staring at everything in front of him.

No matter how sophisticated Professor Han's methods are, it is impossible for him to sew the mouse and the sparrow together.

They're all dead, and stitching together a bunch of dead things won't reverse life and death for those dead things.

Lin Feng has mastered a part of Wujian, but his comprehension of Wujian is not enough to make him a "suture monster". Professor Han's movements are stable and rigid, no different from that of a skilled surgeon, and his hands never shake a bit , without sloppiness.

"The moonlight is too bright."

"Professor Han, where are you?"

Lin Feng said in a low voice, he stretched out his hand to touch Professor Han's body, Professor Han had never dreamed, Lin Feng's hair stuck into his body, and he couldn't control his body.

He broke through a curtain!
Lin Feng opened his eyes.

Professor Han's heartbeat, pulse, breathing, and the smell of sweat are all fake. Lin Feng feels that people should have such characteristics, and he will have these characteristics.

In the same way, if a cognitively impaired person thinks that a living person is motionless and bleeding, then Professor Han will also be motionless and bleeding in his eyes.

"Professor Han doesn't exist at all, where are you?"

In Lin Feng's eyes of observing Qi, Professor Han was still dissecting animal corpses, and Lin Feng didn't bother him anymore. The aura that isolated this place was not transmitted from Professor Han's body. Lin Feng was looking for traces, this layer of "aura" , appeared abruptly at the door.

Take the door as the unit.

Lin Feng temporarily let Professor Han go, he stood at the door, these "Qi" circulated between them and the aunt.

This does not mean that these qi are dislocated by space, and the inside and outside are staggered.This is a more advanced technique, like the strange dislocation of time and space in the underworld.

Standing in the dark entrance, Lin Feng's eyes fell on the TV that his aunt was watching, his pupils flashed a lot of brilliance, reflecting the picture in the living room, on the TV, Lin Feng saw the time in the upper left corner.

09: 30.

But now, the time here is 11:30.

The living room was noisy, in stark contrast to the dead and silent entrance.

Lin Feng stretched out his hand.

A strange "Qi" emerged from his hand, and he tried to break through this "barrier", but he stretched out his hand, [Sword Heart Is Bright]!
Such as cat fried hair.

The fine hairs and hair on Lin Feng's body stood on end, and in an instant, danger was everywhere, and there was nowhere to hide!
【da】

The ubiquitous wind guarded Lin Feng, and Lin Feng even wrapped himself up.

The night under his feet swallowed him again.

He was so hard that his body emitted a slight fluorescence!

Three layers of protection!

"Ding ding ding ding!"

The rain hits the plantains.

Lin Feng didn't know what was attacking him at all, it wasn't a mental attack, his [unyielding] and [will] didn't notice the enemy's attack, it was an attack of pure supernatural powers!

In a daze, Lin Feng heard the cow's cry and the sound of scales rubbing against the ground, but these sounds were too far away.

It doesn't seem to be next to him, because the roads here, he has seen, are all paved concrete roads and gravel roads, and there are a small amount of rubber roads.

The sound of rubbing here, like rubbing against a big rock, did not kill Lin Feng in a wave.

Both the sound and the attack are gone.

Lin Feng opened his eyes, but nothing changed in front of him, it was still a dark room.

Everything just now was like a warning.

Do not disturb the people inside.

The people inside will not feel the problem. In fact, if neither of them is aware of the problem, their lives will not change in any way, because their time is staggered, and there will be no mistakes in this time barrier. Otherwise, their lives will not change in any way.

The problem is coming.

Who is warning me?

Lin Feng stood, stood for a long time, and then left. He wrote a letter, saying that he was going to the Central Plains Museum to see Teacher Xun Yanyu's on-site records, and asked for another seven days off. As for whether this would affect Han Professor's future.

Three classes a week, whether you like it or not, besides, frequent leave of absence does not affect a professor's career.

Lin Feng was afraid to ignore it now.

Some days later, the professor fell asleep in the school lounge at noon, found two living people, and gave them a thing like "I will connect your hand to another person's foot".

Professor Han's problem is not something he can solve.

He intends to take it away.

After he woke up the next day.

After being told about this, Professor Han was silent for a long time, and he took all the information his teacher had left for him, some of which were still public property.

On the way, Lin Feng talked to Professor Han. Professor Han's expression was a little gloomy. He was the first person to get the teacher's notebook.

But he found nothing.

"It's a very normal thing not to find out."

Lin Feng comforted him, "Only when there is a leak, information will appear. In fact, there is nothing on it, but it is the safest."

The two drove to Guanshan Kiln Factory, where Lin Feng was about to retreat.

Professor Han is alone in a huge house with food and a computer for entertainment. Under such circumstances, Professor Han can't act rigidly even if he wants to, because in front of him, Two items are hanging.

One is a peace talisman.

One is a tiger charm.

"No matter what you hear at night, don't go out. If you see anything, treat it as if you didn't see it."

Before retreating, Lin Feng said to Professor Han.

Although Lin Feng thinks that the level of danger here is not necessarily higher than that of Professor Han.

But what has to be said still has to be said.

Lin Feng is not very familiar with this place either, it is like a "folk potpourri".

No one knows what will appear in such a weak place.

He left the talisman and the talisman, and these two things will play their usual roles here.

Professor Han sorts out the materials here.

Although he seems to be the only one here.

However, he could always feel that this place was not as "deserted" as he thought.

Outside, inside, there were invisible beings wandering everywhere, and with a casual glance, he could see something beside him.

I looked straight up, but there was nothing.

If you put your head between your legs and look down...

Professor Han dispelled his dangerous thought.

He unscrewed the pen and began to organize his notes.

Lin Feng hadn't shown his face since he was placed here. The more time passed, the more panicked Professor Han became.

Because he found that it didn't seem particularly safe here.

Something is stirring.

And this creepy feeling is constantly deepening, which is what the body and subconscious are telling you.

Something is going to happen.

In places you don't notice, in places you ignore, something is happening slowly.

Your subconscious mind has found out, and it wants to tell you, but it doesn't know how to tell you.

So you can only feel something is wrong, but you can't find the source.

Until that night, when he was sleeping, Professor Han woke up.

He knew and didn't understand what was going on, so he opened his eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling.

Is it a stomachache?Hungry?Still waking up?

neither.

After waking up for a while, Professor Han smelled an unpleasant smell of incense. There was someone standing behind the lock between the wooden door and the brick door.

have a pair of feet.

There is a person standing there with a pair of feet.

Professor Han took a deep breath, stood up gently, picked up the stick beside him, and wanted to get closer.

Wude is abundant.

Not to mention everything that Professor Han met in the hotel, even if he often went out to do archaeology, sometimes he had to use a stick.

The local village dogs don't talk about martial arts, and Professor Han has really seen a dog that is not noisy and suddenly bites someone!
These free-ranging village dogs will not bite their own people, but if their archaeological team enters the village, they will meet free-ranging village dogs after being ordered.

Heh, then it is really the brave who meets on a narrow road wins.

Professor Han was sure that was not Lin Feng, because Lin Feng would not stand outside with a pair of dirt-filled feet without shoes.

He stood up from the bed, and between opening the door and looking again, he chose to look again.

In front of the flag raising platform.

Something is walking.

Moreover, the moonlight is shining brightly outside.

Just when Professor Han was about to go out to take a look, a warm feeling came from behind him, and a cold breath came out at the same time.

"donor."

If he spoke in his ear, Professor Han was so frightened that his scalp exploded and he swept his stick across. There was no one around him. He looked up and saw a pale face lying on the top of his window from top to bottom. Grid, looking straight at him.

This head is outside the window, but his voice is speaking in Professor Han's ear.

He said, "Donor, beg for alms."

Professor Han was silent, his head cracked open and he laughed, "Benefactor, I think you are guilty, and you need a few pennies to repent. I have come all the way to find you, and I will pay a little bit more."

He looked around Professor Han and said, "I want three parts of your liver, one part of your heart, and two lives, how about it?"

While talking, he stretched out his hand to write and draw on the glass. Professor Han saw that he looked like a snail without a bone and shell. Anyway, he was a mollusk. He wriggled in front of the glass and drew a picture similar to Something about confession notes.

The white slime is particularly conspicuous on the window.

Professor Han felt something was wrong, he stepped back slowly, looked at the head from top to bottom and said, "How? Won't you give it to me?
But I have already recited scriptures for you, isn’t it good if you don’t?
Offending the Bodhisattva is fine, but offending the imp, the benefactor, you will suffer a bloody disaster! "

The more he talked, the more joyously he laughed, until his mouth split open.

Professor Han pushed the stick up, wanting to stab the opponent to death with one stick, but he was not sure whether he could make meritorious deeds with one blow, so he chose to forbear.

The monk fell to the ground.

He put his hands together.

This is a strong buying and selling.

"There is no Maitreya Buddha in the south, there is no Sakyamuni Buddha in the south, there is no Brahma King Buddha in the south, there is no Big Bull King Buddha in the south...the body is full of Buddha in the south, there is no Huiguo Buddha in the south."

Every time he recited the name of the Buddha, a Buddha image appeared in his mind.

Not long after, there were many Buddha faces behind his head, and the monk swiped his hand forward.

The incense swirled in through the cracks in the windows and the cracks in the door, and there were a lot of confession bills in the wind, and these confession bills flew towards Professor Han's face.

"Today, the general public in the Daochang. This is the time of worship. Repeatedly increase to five bodies and cast on the ground. Universally complete the void realm for the ten directions. Now and everything in the future. Bhikkhu, Bhikkhuni, Shichamana, novices and monks, and their retinues. And complete the void realm for the ten directions. All the upasakas and their relatives, and their relatives. They also gave Tanyue to their followers. Knowledge of good and evil is predestined to each other and their relatives. All human beings, each of their relatives, and their relatives are all Buddhas with the same heart and vows as the Buddhas. Universally, they take refuge in the world’s great compassionate father. .”

The monks outside are chanting Buddha.

A hand stretched out from the confession bill that rushed towards him, and landed on Professor Han's body.

At this moment, Professor Han's whole body is extremely hot.

Exactly the same as a fever.

Professor Han felt that there seemed to be many strange things happening around him, and then he fell into that strange state again.But unlike the last time, he didn't seem to have fallen asleep in the previous few times.

The hallucination appeared again before his eyes.

He felt that the light around him became extremely weird. If he had to say it, he might be in a cave. In front of him was an underground meltwater lake. I don’t know what elements are contained in this lake, and it is displayed. A very strange purple-blue color.

That's where the light comes from.

The corpses are neatly piled up here, which is a method of offering sacrifices. The corpses here are very strange, much like human bones and some animal bones, spliced ​​together.

There should be something in the lake in front, but it is really too deep.

Besides, Professor Han in the hallucination doesn't care about these things.

He was reciting an opening verse that Lin Feng might be familiar with.

【Lonely to the point of Wuzong Xuzhi Jieren

Huoluodong Xuanwen who can test this Youya
Once you enter the Mahayana road, how do you count the years and calamities?

Unborn and immortal lotus
Transcendent the Three Realms
Real people are supremely virtuous and immortal
Jishou converted to the Lord of Mercy, the Three Officials of Heaven, Earth and Water
Miraculous skills and virtues are inconceivable, I would like to be lucky and wholeheartedly convert to my life]

This time, there were two more sentences at the end. Professor Han in the hallucination seemed to have cut off his own legs, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

With the heartbeat, one after another.

This is a case of blood loss from the aorta. If one is not careful in this case, the patient will lose his life. However, Professor Han, who was in the hallucination, didn't seem to realize it, so he grabbed another object next to him.

This is a creature that Professor Han has never seen before.

It looked a bit like a snake, but it obviously blew like a cow, and at the entrance of the cave, there was a sound of friction, something was outside and wanted to come in.

When the hallucination came here, the head of the person outside who wanted to sell confession notes had been gently picked off by Professor Han and put aside.

(End of this chapter)