Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

In the game, the Song and Yuan Dynasties were incapable of rivalry, but could be outsmarted.

After all, at this time, there really is heaven.

And hell.

And this place in Hongzhou is really not simple, not only is it a hotbed of witches.

Even Xixia people appeared in a small Hongzhou.

Xixia people, the new Zhizhou, plus him, the imperial class.

Hongzhou seemed to be a vortex, swallowing everyone who walked in.

Not easy.

Lin Feng hummed a song while walking on the mountain path, and from time to time he could see some new "neither yin nor yang" things.

Everyone was safe and sound, each went through separately, and Lin Feng didn't care about the sneakiness in the other hovering places.

In this way, the system of compiling princes can be formed.

Every drop of blood, like an acidic liquid, fell on the ground and began to burn.

Lin Feng put the [Lao Qu's carving knife] on the ground and disappeared without a sound. He boarded the plane lightly, got off the plane, and came to the front of the cemetery.

In this deserted village, masks appeared on the faces of the more than 70 people. Lin Feng artificially arranged seats for the sixteen gods and the rest of the minions.

Drawn by "meaning".

Today is a cloudy day, but I don't know when, the sky looks a little clearer.

Three heads.

Then this idler can only be called "uninvited guest".

But it doesn't matter, Lin Feng doesn't need sixth-rank thugs either.

They have their uses.

Lin Feng finally saw clearly what it was.

The huge hammer, transformed into a strange aura, swung down heavily towards the eyes.

Find the opponent's position, and then strike thousands of miles away.

This time, from afternoon to evening.

While the sound waves were rippling, Lin Feng took out a bowl. When he wiped out the Wutong Immortal, he didn't take nothing.

The ground is clean.

As for the rest of the pieces, Lin Feng saw quite a few, such as the wind spirits constantly appearing around.

Having said that, Lin Feng looked up at the sky.

He swung it like this until he found the feeling, and the magic sword fell into his hand.

Then came a few more pictures of people in raincoats.

Lin Feng held a piece of paper in his hand very quietly, on which were written some achievements of Mr. Qie. These achievements may be cherished by ordinary people, but to Mr. Qie's father, they are nothing more than that.

Today's moon is extraordinarily cunning.

Lin Feng pulled out the magic sword from under his feet.

Among the sixteen gods, the first witch god was the one that Lin Feng saw above Meizi Town.

Lin Feng noticed this because the IP address of the poster is in Shu, and the title of the topic is "Looking for the Missing ** in the Mountains"

There was a weird sound of "swipe and pull".

Worldly things are as numerous as a cow's hair.

Blowing the pines and pine trees seems to blow the dark clouds.

After walking out of the kiln, Lin Feng took an online car-hailing service to the airport.

This kind of cultural fault has achieved a real effect of "bringing the fake with the real".

That is commonly known as, the top hits the top, and the bottom hits the bottom.

It looks a little silly, but it doesn't look stupid at all to others.

'moonlight'.

The moonlight wanted to fall from between the leaves, but unexpectedly, the wind just wrapped the leaves together.

His family's ancestral hall belongs to the national-level cultural relics protection unit. The ashes of Mr. Qie's father are in the cemetery.

What a great person.

Only through the third eye, Lin Feng could see a vague voice, walking up the bluestone steps, his target was Lin Feng.

"The moon last night was so big and round."

Therefore, Teacher Xie's father couldn't hear what he said.

This is the so-called feeling.

Between the pines and forests, there are many bluestone steps. At night, someone will come to clean up the idlers.

"Stab la la".

The body is pure black lines.

He performed well, the "hub" of the entire treacherous village is the guest house.

'I only heard his voice, but not his person. '

If there are other idlers.

But this is just a guess, a conclusion I mixed based on the clues provided by Mr. Xie and some of my own guesses.

A strong body is the key to absorbing the wind between the weather, so in this way, the things drilled out of the Yellow River this time are considered enough.

"Stab la la".

The people guarding outside the cemetery glanced outside, curious why the moon is so big and round tonight.

It is to live broadcast a matter from beginning to end in the form of "picture"-"text". In the short video era, there are too few people who can use the form of "live post" in the APP to broadcast live.

There was no dream all night, and when he woke up, he was still a little melancholy.

After he washed his face and brushed his teeth, he also started to take a walk, and saw a young man sitting on the side early, carving something on his hand while plugging in his earphones.

The clearness where the sky is clear and the earth is muddy.

The more than 70 hands in the treacherous village don't get along well with the rest of the old buddies, and they are the ones who are most involved with the whole treacherous village.

Lin Feng gripped the Dharma sword tightly, concentrating on it.

And the last one is more abstract.

Very clear breath.

Fulfill your promise to Teacher Qie.

This trick is extremely dangerous.

Lin Feng will never bother others.

He also needs to constantly look for "external forces".

Lin Feng nodded. In his hand, there was an APP, and he was scrolling through a post in it.

I want to go home. "

At this moment, Lin Feng is engraving the sixteen witch gods from top to bottom on the map of the witch altar given to him by Taoist Liang.

It was afternoon, and Lin Feng stayed until night. When the cemetery was closed, someone came and walked around. Lin Feng was clearly here, but that person couldn't see Lin Feng at all. When there was no one else, Lin Feng sat cross-legged in front of the cemetery.

It's not just some concealment of the previous dynasty. For example, the Shang Dynasty buried the Yin Ruins, and the Song Dynasty was not included in the Zhou Dynasty. This is a thesis.

The third one is Lin Feng's arm. He drew six lines. Lin Feng thinks it means the six land mantras, that is, the complete six land sounds.

He wanted to create a "Zian Wangye", and then build a "Zian Wangye Temple" in the treacherous village.

'evil'.

It is another use of space.

Lin Feng put one hand on the tree, and with the other hand, he dropped the dharma sword on the ground, chopping continuously, one stroke, one stroke, and another stroke.

The remaining one, Zhong Kui, has his own lineage, and the genealogy cannot be found for the time being, but the Guandi Temple of Master Guandi can also be tried.

For these pictures, Mr. Qie drew many ancient cities and some strange mountains. Even Lin Feng couldn't understand what these things were, but it didn't matter. Lin Feng burned all these things to the old man.

Lin Feng took his time and took out the clay pot.

This is bound to happen, but Lin Feng is very clear about the constant occurrence of "stew yourself in an iron pot".

Xunyan said that Teacher Yuxun's skin came from the Huahua Cave of Hell Sutra in Xixia. Is this from the same batch?
But why didn't they go first, and why did they go now?
Behind him, a tyrannical and disrespectful aura rushed out from behind him. Different minds have different ways of fighting. After the people behind him put on masks.

And more importantly, Lin Feng was thinking about another thing.

This is an assassination without end.

Liang Taoist's lineage belongs to the lineage with more influence from the primitive witch religion.

Like a big spider, this deserted village is his spider web.

The owner of the guest house is a hub of weirdness, but not the boss of weirdness.

Someone set foot in the deserted village.

Lin Feng could see clearly that this "live post" was a local person from the mountains who helped rescuers find someone.

【Sword Talisman: Breaking the Army】, and his latest comprehension of Inferiority, when the two are combined, Lin Feng cut it off with one sword!
Sword Qi is like a rainbow!

Whether it is in western Hunan or in central Sichuan, every year there are always people who do not respect nature and want to enter the mountains in violation of regulations and enter the development zone to feel the excitement.

That is Lin Feng.

What he killed was another mirror image.

The accompanying picture is a screenshot of a mobile phone, which is a rare 4G.

It can be seen that there are usually a lot of appropriations.

Lin Feng only needs to control the opponent and tell him not to play with the space. This thing is stronger than the Assassin, and it is not impossible to deal with the Assassin.

Most of the gods above these witch altars are at the eighth rank, and the strongest ones are only at the sixth rank.

It has something to do with Guanshan Kiln's Chengtian Temple. Originally, I thought Chengtian Temple had something to do with Chengtian, but now it seems that this inheritance may also have a relationship with it.

"Nuo opera, speaking of it, when we were young, we could still meet people who set off cannons and went to the village to meet the gods, but unfortunately, I haven't been home for a long time.

With a "stab", blood spattered.

He hasn't learned this method yet, but it doesn't mean he hasn't hurt the other party.

All kinds of blunt weapons roared and rushed over.

The moon is coming out.

But Lin Feng smelled it.

Lin Feng picked up the letter papers at hand one by one and said: "Okay, what I said during the day is not important. In fact, this is the problem that Teacher Qi has researched, which is similar to what Professor Xun said. I just said "Shan Hai Jing and the truth "Historical Comparison of Different Beasts", "Shan Hai Jing Ge Zhi Zhi"...

"I haven't slept so well in a long time."

It even has something to do with Professor Xun who cracked his skin.

It looked like someone was walking up the steps not far away with a cane. This cemetery was halfway up the mountain, surrounded by pines and cypresses.

Nothing.

He intends to build a copper urn, build it in the prince's temple, and use the copper urn to refine sneaky monsters, which is also a means.

It was the invisible figure outside, he had no shadow outside, but just now, when Lin Feng struck his sword, he felt a different kind of space fluctuation, someone was beside him.

I don’t quite understand some of them, so I’ll burn them for you. Don’t worry, even if everyone in this world forgets Teacher Qie, I will still remember Teacher Qie.

The sword fell in midair, and a line of blood suddenly appeared in the air.

Lin Feng frowned, feeling empathetic.

He turned his head and was amazed by Lin Feng's craftsmanship. As for any reprimands, he completely forgot about them.

Lin Feng opened his third vertical eye.

But old sir, let me say something unreasonable and fair, your son is really amazing.

Lin Feng was not happy at all, his other hand hit the nearby tree heavily!

This time the assassination seems to be continuous.

"Oh, is this? This is the Nuo face when singing Nuo opera."

He has said some information that is really worthy of the pride of Teacher Xie's father.

He felt like he was dreaming.

But it's not completely hopeless.

It's a weird time, and there's nothing wrong with not getting along.

Then he lightly wiped it, and a "meaning" enveloped it, except for Lin Feng and people whose "meaning" was stronger than Lin Feng.

Humanoid, but smells and feels about him.

One is the direction of the center of the eyebrows, which can be said to be the eyes, or the second life of the center of the eyebrows.

"Hey, why is the moon so round tonight, today is also fifteen!"

The driver became melancholy "for no reason" and wanted to light a cigarette in the car, but he took it out, afraid that the passengers behind would complain, so he smiled awkwardly and took it back.

As for the regulations of Guanshan Kiln Factory, all the secrets may have something to do with Fuhao and Wuding.

At least their methods are not completely incomprehensible.

It can also be called minions.

He took a good thing.

He didn't know why he had a good impression of this young man, so he really wanted to go up and talk to him at least a few words.

Even in places where there is no one, there is a sound of "da da da".

As for the moon outside.

He took out the paper left by Mr. Qie, and circled several aspects of Lin Feng drawn by Mr. Qie.

"Although I don't know where Teacher Qie went to in the end, it should have something to do with Guanshan Kiln Factory.

He hadn't had such a dream for a long time. In this dream, the moon was almost perfectly bright, as if he could see the moon when he looked up.

Teacher Qie is everyone.

Even this shadow was attacked by moonlight!
There are two forces that want to deal with Lin Feng, but the two families are not of the same mind.

In the past, he was the one who made trouble for others.

These people are no exception.

The driver was a middle-aged man in his 50s and [-]s. When he was stuck in traffic, he looked at Lin Feng curiously.

Lin Feng still remembers the picture album drawn by Professor Han. If he randomly found one of the paintings, it would be enough to eat for several years.

He suddenly wanted to go home, and went home regardless of everything, just a day and a night.

If there is me alone, and if I am still alive, then I must remember him. "

The more than 70 people did not get along well.

The shadow that swooped down disappeared without a trace.

With his brush strokes, all the debris thrown by Nanyang Jianmu disappeared.

It really feels like "the bright moon is born on the sea, and the world is at this moment".

He hasn't been home for almost five years. Damn, he can't live a day.

It was these people who troubled him today.

It's called a life bug.

The staff of the tomb guard chatted up without words, Lin Feng also nodded and said: "Yes, the moon is so round, did you sleep well last night?"

Lin Feng said.

The treacherous village is his own territory.

Lin Feng frowned. The humanoid creature looked like Xun Yanyu, but his temperament was completely different from Xun Yanyu.

Burn it up and offer fire.

Blood spattered and fell to the ground.

This shamanism map is the result of the fusion of Jingchu gods, primitive shamanism worship and Taoist thought.

There are not even craters on the moon.

The problem is, if these more than 70 people are of one mind.

Sitting in the car, Lin Feng was looking outside, holding [Lao Qu's carving knife] in his hand, and in his hand was a prepared Nuo face embryo.

The surrounding area expanded for a while, and darkness gushed out from under his feet, turning into a deserted village. Lin Feng was standing at the door of the guest house at this moment.

What is a live post?

This post is called "live post" in jargon.

Lin Feng also nodded to him.

There were also some drawn pictures on it, and Lin Feng also burned these pictures.

Humanoid.

He saved me in the end, he can see through time.

The offensive and defensive momentum is different!

If it's not good on the road, Lin Feng will be ruthless to anyone who wants to occupy the main road.

While carving Nuo noodles with Lao Qu's carving knife, he spoke.

As for sacrifices.

Seeing this, Lin Feng inexplicably remembered the game scene he had seen before.

He looked up at the clouds in the sky, and there was a dark cloud covering the moonlight. In a few seconds, the dark cloud would float away and reveal the moon.

With an iron hook and silver strokes, quietly write "Son, Qie Yi" on the tombstone.

One is the lungs.

No matter how much hostility there is, it is far inferior to the last thing he saw, on the rotten hibiscus tree, the "five decays of heaven and man"

Under the moonlight, people who couldn't see at first had a shadow.

But his goal is not Lin Feng, his goal is "Professor Han".

As he spoke, he stretched out his fingers.

Lin Feng happened to have seen these two characteristics not long ago.

This is Lin Feng's territory, he felt someone walking on his territory.

He even felt that this was actually a transformation from a god to a man.

There is an invisible big mouth, devouring the debris of these building wood.

"Is it an invisible existence salvaged from the Yellow River?"

If Lin Feng felt something, he felt the feelings of the driver on the other side.

The surrounding atmosphere became chilling, because of Lin Feng's actions, the wind on the entire mountain became restless.

He even forgot to say not to let the garbage be dumped in the car. He doesn't know why today, and he misses his hometown very much.

He was walking forward with an extremely clear goal.

It is also possible that those people are really taking over the secrets leaked from the sky.

Lin Feng felt that the ghosts passing by on the road were too pleasing to the eye.

"This sword is seamless."

This is his last post.

As he spoke, he burned the paper.

"There's nothing I can do, just stop splashing blood on the old man's tombstone."

In fact, there are more, but to be honest, I don't quite understand them, but I know that your son is a very famous person and a person with great perseverance.

guest House.

He has become a passive person.

However, the smell of longevity insects spread out, and Lin Feng felt ready to move. The hunter, who had been hiding deeply, seemed to lose his mind suddenly. Not only that, he started to rush towards here quickly.

This kind of idea took root in his heart, took root and sprouted, and he couldn't help himself.

Those who can detect life and death without fear and fear are very remarkable. "

'confusion'.

It is the earliest totem pattern.

In the temple of Prince Zhuan, there are two Goubo judges from Nuo opera masters, two bull-headed horse faces, two pioneers and generals who pioneered mountains, and two cultural relics meritorious officials. They can all be placed in the temple of Prince Zhuan as a team.

'corruption'.

Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

He has never seen such a "naturally rounded" craftsmanship.

Even Lin Feng couldn't make a sixth-grade one.

'Five turbid air'.

Under the sixteenth, there are all kinds of little devils.

He is a combination of a divine cow and a certain Hongzhou specialty tree, and Lin Feng can't tell what it is.

The shamanism map, the sixteen gods, are orderly and can be dealt with, and these shamanism gods can also be upgraded.

What's the situation, the anchor is not superhuman, but now the anchor is just one-headed and two-armed.

Friend of enemy, not friend.

"Kid, what is this?"

This group of people may be sky stealers.

He knew there were no spirits in the cemetery.

It can be regarded as a rest.

It's just that he didn't expect that such an assassination was not a one-off.

But it doesn't matter, as entrusted by others, as a matter of loyalty, Lin Feng read all of Teacher Qi's achievements, as well as some famous articles, to Teacher Qi's father word by word.

'The Invisible Man'.

They entered, they lost their way, and they tried to call the police, but they had no choice but a group of people to save people. Judging from the feelings of posting the main text, he should be one of the local people familiar with the local situation.

He followed the more than 70 villagers first.

This information is no longer what normal people should hear.

Lin Feng fulfilled his promise, he didn't spill blood on Teacher Xie's father's tomb, just when Lin Feng hid in the pine forest, the clouds moved away and the moon appeared.

What was written on it was "On the Cultural Fault in the Zhou Dynasty Era".

He crushed the life worm into life worm powder, he burned the life worm powder, and then sat aside, he didn't know why those weird beings would go crazy after inhaling the life worm powder.

Right? I don't know either.

want to go back home.

So there should be only one idler here at this time.

The tomb guard said, "It's okay."

This is a letter left by Teacher Qie when he was in the nursing home.

But now, this treacherous village is Lin Feng's means to fight against the enemy. If good buddies really hinder each other, Lin Feng will never know when he will die.

He cannot be invisible in the deserted village.

It will also reveal the person who just came out.

Maliciousness was spreading, and when Lin Feng sensed it, he also flew towards Song Bolin at high speed.

"Or, what the hell is this?"

It is said that during the Zhou Dynasty, there was a large-scale cultural fault.

As for the earliest Wangxia Qiwuhai, Lin Feng did not intend to cram them into the tricky village.

I don't know if it has been passed down, and Lin Feng doesn't know either.

"You came early."

The moonlight shone on the deserted village, but it couldn't come in.

No one can see that there are a few more words on it.

Lin Feng has seen their spirits, stubborn, powerful, and brute force.

'Three officials and Yin gods', 'characteristics of some strange gods'.

The bull's head, the totem pattern looks like a snake, and it looks like some kind of multi-legged insect, more like some creepy tricks inside. On the arms, there seem to be some leaves on them.

This is not up to Mr. Qie's father.

He was originally at the seventh rank, and there is still a difference between the seventh rank and the sixth rank. Taoist Liang is difficult to deal with. His sixth-rank witch altar master is a local god. Come a few celestial masters and subdue this blood-eating god.

He sighed a little. After getting up, he saw the gate of the cemetery opened, and his colleagues who were not on night shift were strolling in the distance.

He should have dissipated here, protruding from Lin Feng's mouth, without being heard around.

It's all about Professor Han.

It was he who took people into the mountains to find people, and this "live post".

I don't know if it was found or not.

When Lin Feng swiped down, he saw an arm, a woman, with a tattoo on her arm, and there was everything below, but Lin Feng could see it clearly.

that pattern.

Listen carefully.

This woman, surnamed Hong?