Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 414 Life is like riding six horses through a decisive gap (22)

Everyone is bound by a spider web, and the name of this spider web is fate.

Li Liangzuo was carried out, and everyone present looked at this little baby who couldn't even speak, and understood in their hearts that the dust had settled.

Li Yuanhao's death came to an end.

The people who eat the most are the ones in front of them.

He and the Wuzang family became the final big winners of this palace change.

All the people present who did not have a Tibetan family were very happy. This world has always been "one person attains the Tao, and the chicken and dog ascend to heaven". As long as Li Liangzuo becomes the emperor, they will be the real rulers of this country.

The emperor was still young, so no matter whether he had no Zang clan or no Zang Yepang, he had to rely on them a lot.

They are the pillars of the country.

Several kings and important ministers also had their brains running rapidly and stopped talking.

Things have been the way they are, and nothing can be changed, and now they can only try to maintain their privileges without shrinking drastically.

The situation has long since changed.

The fate of the country changed, and everyone present believed, or in other words, they acquiesced in Li Liangzuo's title as the lord of the country, and the luck of the country shifted.

Someone saw it all.

The most evil of them all was a traveler.

He looked travel-laden and was heading towards Xingqing Mansion, his body kept making rustling sounds.

There seemed to be countless silkworms in his body, biting the dragon and tiger spirit around him.

Clear a space around him.

He was dressed like a swordsman.

As night fell, he entered the Xingqing Mansion. The Xingqing Mansion was unusual today. The city gates were closed. Until the evening, the imperial edict appeared, the new emperor ascended the throne, and the dust fell to the ground.

The people in the army castle knew that Prince Ningling had assassinated the king, Li Yuanhao had died, Queen Yeli and Ningling had been executed.

The deal is done, even if these people had some ideas, they are gone now, not to mention last night, it is not that no one has noticed these things.

Some people knew all this last night, and among them were the people who were stationed beside the Yellow River, in the Tunjun Castle.

Among these people was an ancient shaman.

She was already a shaman when Li Mingde was running around without pants on. The ancients are based on the life span of a person. For so many years in Western Xia, monks and Taoists have made great progress, especially Confucianism. The benefits brought to him by Confucianism, Li Yuanhao has established more than one Confucian temple in Xixia!
From the top to the family, on the contrary, these people of Confucianism are the best, followed by monks.

On the contrary, the original shaman has declined somewhat, but this shaman is an exception. She is not a national teacher, but has the same status as a national teacher. Many tribal leaders and kings are scrambling to invite her to the mansion.

Even if you don't practice it, just eating is a very auspicious thing.

Her name is Weiming Granny, and she is wearing "Baijiayi", patched out piece by piece, and more importantly, her face, her face, has lost all muscles.

Only one layer of skin.

It looks like a skeleton.

Terrible.

It was such a person who helped Li Yuanhao handle the affairs there during the two years in the military castle. Now that Li Yuanhao is dead, she can come back.

She sat on a donkey cart covered with straw and quilts, and someone pulled the cart for her.

She came slowly towards Xingqing Mansion, but just as she was entering the city, Weiming Granny suddenly stopped.

In the water bag in her arms was goat's milk. She took a sip of goat's milk and glanced ahead with her cloudy eyes.

She has a staff, and her staff is also inherited from the ancestors, and the whole body is made of wood.

On this wooden staff, there are several colored strips wrapped around it.

There are also some heads of livestock on it.

ox.sheep.pig.horse.mule.

About these few.

The heads of these animals were engraved with incantations. With some difficulty, she saw the swordsman in front of her, and suddenly got off the donkey cart. She asked tremblingly, "Where are you going?"

What she said was with a strong accent, which most people still can't understand. The swordsman heard it, and he turned his head to look at Wei Ming's mother-in-law, "It's none of your business."

Wei Ming's mother-in-law said: "Go back. This is not where you should come."

Her sudden rage made everyone around her puzzled.

The swordsman stopped suddenly, he looked at Wei Ming's mother-in-law and said, "I told you, it's none of your business."

"It's none of my business, the green mountains and green waters here, the plants and trees here don't like you, they told me to tell you to go back.

You smell too bad for this place.

People like you are not welcome here. "

Weiming mother-in-law said in disgust, she really smelled an unpleasant smell from the person in front of her!
This was a question that Lin Feng hadn't thought of before coming here, that is, in the era of the Song Dynasty, it was not a barbaric era. There was Zhuo En in the Ming Dynasty, and there are people like him now.

These are overhauls.

These people protect the secular world and are also wise people. This ancient shaman, her old eyes are dim, and she looks like she can be blown away by a gust of wind, but when she stands up, she is extraordinary.

Looking at the residue in front of her with cloudy eyes, she said, "Either you leave, or I tell you to leave, you choose one."

She took a deep breath, and the surrounding air was filled with a strange smell, like the smell of burning cow dung, and among this smell, there was also a smoky smell.

This smell lingers around everyone.

It's hard to believe.

The Xixia people who smelled these smells suddenly felt as if they had returned home.

Comfortable like home, and sleepy.

It seems that the swordsman did not choose to leave by himself, he wanted to give it a try, but it was obviously not his home field.

The great mother-in-law understood the other party's intentions, she paused her staff, and walked forward step by step. There was no spell, but a deep chant came from her throat, and the chant was so long that Aroused the wind all over the city.

Even Lin Feng, who had closed himself in one body, felt this change.

At this moment, it was dark.

There is no moon, but the stars are still bright.

Lin Feng saw the scene on the Shuoyue Mirror, and also felt the change of the wind outside, a "will" appeared in Xixia Xingqing Mansion.

On Weiming Granny's staff, the color of a piece of colored cloth quickly turned gray and white, but just like that, the chest was dented by the remnants of history opposite, as if someone had stepped on it heavily.

Wei Ming's mother-in-law took out a lump of milk lump and splashed it into the sky.

There are celestial burials in Xixia, but there are not many of them. Only when men and women die for love, this method of burial may be used.Naituozi flew in the sky, and something invisible took away the food.

It is a god, a god who takes away the souls of men and women who were buried.

These gods are also messengers, and they conveyed their dislike to this famous mother-in-law.

"The mountain god is displeased!"

"The River God is displeased!"

"Water God is unhappy!"

……

Weiming mother-in-law heard the will of these gods.

The mountains, rivers and streams of Xixia do not welcome this person.

It's hard to say whether such mountains and rivers all have anthropomorphic meaning, and it's also hard to explain what this messenger looks like.

But obviously, here, the swordsman is really no match for the shaman in front of him.

He saw many things in his eyes, but he couldn't stop such power. He didn't understand why his kind could come here and operate here for so long, but he died here the first day he came .

An eyeball rolled to the side of Weiming Granny, Weiming Granny picked up the object and put it in her arms.

She took out a gold box from her bosom.

Anyone who is familiar with Xixia's funeral system will know that it is a shrunken version of the coffin for mortuary bodies when they see the golden box brought out by the famous mother-in-law.

Xixia is not taboo about cremation.Xixia people also stop their spirits before cremation.

"Hmph, an old thing that can't be seen in the light."

After getting rid of this thing in one fell swoop, Wei Ming's mother-in-law cursed aggressively, and then got on the donkey cart again.

Before leaving here, someone stopped Weiming mother-in-law and her party.

Ya said respectfully: "The great shaman named Wei, Mr. Prime Minister, please, he is already waiting for you outside your residence."

Wei Ming's mother-in-law didn't speak, and returned to the donkey cart with difficulty, and fell asleep.

But her movements were very strange. First, she placed the shrunken version of the coffin in front of her body. She curled up, and what looked like a left hand bent down and touched her left foot. in the heart.

From the position point of view, if this little coffin is also regarded as a coffin.

Where she is, is where the sacrifice is.

This location is the place where the souls of the dead come out to eat. Generally, at this time, rich people—here must be rich people, and the poor have two methods of burial and water burial. Add camphor and borneol.

These medicinal materials were equivalent to gold in ancient times.

Then put silk cloth on the corpse, and put food and drink in front of the coffin.

At this moment, the Weiming mother-in-law seems to be eating and drinking.

An incomprehensible way of worship.

She really fell asleep.

Still snoring.

The man who didn't hide the pang took the reins of the donkey cart silently, and led the donkey towards the mansion of the Prime Minister of the State, regardless of whether the person pulling the cart was willing or not.

And Lin Feng saw what Li Yuanhao saw in the study at this moment.

He also expressed the same emotion as Li Yuanhao.

"A person's life is as short as the dewdrops on the leaves in the morning, which evaporate as soon as the sun appears."

"A person's life is in a hurry, just like a high-speed train passing through non-stop platforms, and it is fleeting."

"What's the point of doing so many things?"

"Hasn't everything turned into nothing?"

Lin Feng suddenly understood why Li Yuanhao was good at Buddhist scriptures.

He also admired Li Yuanhao a little. After seeing this, he could still maintain some fighting spirit.

Because of seeing the information stored in these eyes, a powerful sense of disillusionment arises spontaneously, and Lin Feng's "intent" also begins to change, fortunately, Lin Feng found out immediately.

He closed his eyes and chose not to look.

And began to think seriously.

"who am I?"

"Where am I?"

"What am I going to do?"

Lin Feng soon became serious again.

"I'm Lin Feng."

"I'm in the game."

"I want to pluck the game wool."

While he was thinking hard like this, another breath emerged from his body, and he also watched this rare scene with him.

Yellow River Hebo!

(End of this chapter)