Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 436 The Operating Table in Ancient Times
The more I know, the more I know that people like historians are extremely difficult to deal with. They come out of the witches, and they are the strong ones in the witches.

The earliest historians were also handed down from generation to generation. They needed to truthfully record what they saw that was beneficial to their situation.

Whether it is the battlefield or hunting, great witches, warriors, and historians must go. On some rare occasions that cannot be known by others, those great witches will not bring Fang Xiangshi, but they will bring the historian. They witnessed it firsthand.

Including the war between the two tribes, the integration after this war will not hurt the historian.

Like the nobles in the early Spring and Autumn Period, historians are "people who will not be hurt by war".

Among some clues, it is easy to see some information.

For example, Lin Feng, who gradually disappeared into the thick fog, saw the thick fog that no one walked in, and he knew it in his heart.

Fang Xiangshi doesn't know everything, nor can he do everything. If this is true, neither he nor Teacher Xun will live for such a long time.

Because they can't, they need someone to "precursor".

Either willingly or resisting.

They need someone to work for them.

The address given to him by Taoist Iron Crown in the underworld.

Fang Xiangshi didn't know.

Seeing Lin Feng disappear in front of them, this group of people finally became anxious.

Like all institutions with human nature, Fang Xiangshi also has a bloated institution.

The transmission of information is not smooth enough.

Fang Xiangshi, who works at the lower level, doesn't know what Fang Xiangshi at the top is doing.
They can only spread the news upwards.

Then came the long wait.

Wait for the above to react.

Right or wrong.

The five-color prayer flags in the distance were still raging, and a guru lama drove past them in a car, walked over to "hetui", and spit out a mouthful of phlegm.

A mouthful of yellow phlegm was accurately spit on their sides, and none of them moved their eyelids.

It's as if I didn't realize it.

The car quickly disappeared before their eyes.

These few people waited quietly, like stone sculptures, motionless.

Like a dazed cat.

Waiting for the signal from the cat star.

……

There is such a fragment in Journey to the West.

After the three fights against the corpse demons, before entering the Wuguan Village of Longevity Mountain, the four brothers and Tang Seng talked about when they would be able to arrive at Lingshan, and each had their own opinions.

Tang Seng asked, "When can I go to Lingshan?"

Sun Wukong said: "You have grown old since you were young, and no matter how young you are, it is still difficult for you to be young. As long as you see your nature and sincerity, and look back, it is Lingshan."

Seeing the sincerity of nature, and thinking back, it is Lingshan.

What he said is actually a method. Lingshan, Tianting, and many sacred places of Dharma teachings will not appear on any real landmarks. They exist in a certain place and require a special method to see them.

Just like in front of his eyes, Lin Feng walked towards his eyes. After passing through the mist, he saw a rugged mountain range. Lin Feng opened his vertical eyes and saw countless golden rays of light intertwined with black rays of light. , turned into an incomparably tall talisman.

Overwhelm the mountain.

It can be seen that there are experts in this mountain range who have already done it.

Even so, the mountains are far from peaceful.

The mountains themselves are not frightening. Even if there are strange rocks and yin qi, Lin Feng is not afraid. He has seen such scenes many times. What he cares about is that the place is very clean.

There is no trace of mixed breath.

There was a pure smell everywhere.

There is only yin qi here, and there is no corpse qi in the yin qi. With such pure yin qi, some people believe that this place is in the depths of the underworld.

Flames appeared under his feet, sweeping in the darkness, and there was the sound of chanting mantras. Just in case, Lin Feng himself held Zhong Kui's judge's order in his left hand, and Yu Lei's tiger charm in his right hand. Left and right, one red and one white breath, turned into a strange scene, lingering around him.

Lin Feng himself turned into darkness and gradually disappeared. When he reappeared, "Miao Zhu" turned into Lin Feng's appearance, and the real Lin Feng disappeared.

Taoist Iron Crown did not lie, there are boat coffins everywhere.

Regarding the boat coffin, some experts and scholars believe that the appearance of the boat coffin has a considerable connection with the local water flow and veins, which has also been confirmed in the place where the boat coffin was excavated.

Sichuan and Shu are called "the province of a thousand rivers", and it is not for nothing. The more well-known rivers passing through Sichuan and Shu include the Minjiang River, Jialing River, Tuohe River, and Litang River.

But now, there is no water here, and it is said that there are strange rocks, no wind and no water, and it is a dead end.

Like a sword peak, like a broken dragon, there are stones on top and bottom, even if there are trees, they are also strange trees.

Under such a scene, those dirty black boat coffins were hanging everywhere, which looked a little scary.

A large number of incantations were engraved on these coffins, and even the more online, the more incantations on these boat coffins, and finally they all became iron coffins.

There are many kinds of coffins, but iron coffins are not always loved by people.

Bronze coffins have yet to be discovered, but iron coffins are called "demon coffins" by many people in the Yellow River Basin. This kind of coffin is not used to hold human corpses.

These coffins are all used to contain some inhumans, and sometimes, what the coffin exiles and contains is the coffin itself.

Artifacts become demons.

Iron, originally incompatible with the corpse, is now made into the shape of a boat coffin. Lin Feng has never heard such a strange story.

Some coffins have decayed.

But the strange thing is that the hemp rope woven from unknown material is still stable.

These corpses fell down and the coffin melted. Instead, he seemed to be hanging on top of a rocky mountain. Logically speaking, it is a common sense that the abdominal cavity of the corpse is usually the first to "decay", because there There are many organs, let alone hung, under the pull of gravity.

If someone hangs himself, the rope and cervical spine are relatively stable.

There will only be half the body.

That is to say, with the belly as the center, half hangs on it, and the other half falls to the ground.

But the corpses here are not like this, they are all dark and bright.

seamless.

Seeing this gloomy scene, Lin Feng suddenly thought of a word to describe it.

Death does not fall to the ground, and the corpse does not touch the soil.

The closer you get here, the more you feel a kind of throbbing. Lin Feng is very familiar with this kind of throbbing. This kind of throbbing is because there are some strange objects nearby, and the twelve-sided dice is spinning, but it is the same as watching the mountain. Like kilns and kilns, the closer they are to the source of force, the slower it turns. I don't know why.

This also shows that Lin Feng came from a real place.

Whether it is a natural landscape or a strange thing similar to nature, this place must be the territory of something. Now it seems that someone discovered "it" and imprisoned "it". Judging from it, it should be the work of a master of Taoism.

The possibility of teaching is also not ruled out.

The whole place was hidden, and before Lin Feng came in, he heard the sound from the ground. This was written by another person, because he heard the Manjushri Bodhisattva's six-character mantra. During this period, his The tip of the nose smelled a lot of smells, which were the smells of offerings.

The smell of sandalwood.

The smell of styrofoam oil.

The smell of benzoin.

The smell of jati flower.

The smell of cheese.

……

These flavors mixed together to form a strong and intoxicating fragrance. In this fragrance, it seemed that there was a Buddha staring at this place in the thick white smoke.

This is the Western Sichuan Plateau.

The plateau in western Sichuan is also a special place for plateau Buddhism, and there have been many bilehans and jasakdas...

With their ability, they shouldn't be unaware of this strange stone mountain.

From the voices he heard under his feet, Lin Feng was sure that someone had blessed this place.

These powers are now deeply buried in this land, turned into the wind, turned into the land itself, hidden in the depths.

Just waiting for a time, there is a person, from the outside to the inside, just like now.

The repression is still there, it is safe here.

There are two reasons why Lin Feng can enter here. The first reason is the traces of the official historian on his body, and the second reason is the "fire" on his body.

From ancient Xiangxiong, Tubo, to later plateau Buddhism, some things in these inheritances have been split and changed, but they are still passed on. The "fire" on Lin Feng and the yak Gabala are all Earlier than the time of the seal, but he can still enter here.

But there is one thing, the masters of the ancient Zhang Zhung Dynasty may not be as good as Buddhism.

That is the use of time.

The corpse of "Miao Zhu" has already walked into the mountain.

There is a small temple in front of the mountain.

In the small temple is a bronze statue.

However, due to the suppression of the earth's veins, the facial features of this bronze statue have long been unclear at this moment, as if it has been brushed with strong acid, and the original majestic appearance has become extremely eerie at this moment.

Not only that, Lin Feng could see very clearly that the head of this bronze statue definitely fell off.

Now, at the position of his neck, someone wrapped a khata around his neck, continuing this Qi channel.

This should be a colorful hada, but at this moment, the hada is almost corroded into black.

It's the same color as the corpses outside.

These corpses were definitely not alive. Lin Feng's wind blew over, and "people" crawled over, brought over a corpse outside the boat coffin, and walked towards this side.

These corpses are all on the precipitous place of the cliff, but there are no distributions on the road up the mountain.

Lin Feng climbed up the steps. These black stone steps were engraved with incantations, but many of these incantations were "smudged" and could not be seen clearly.

For some mantras, it is not even clear whether they are Buddhist mantras or Taoist mantras.

This is not natural weathering, on the contrary, it is a sign that the power that suppresses this place is no longer useful.

When will the stone stairs here, no, when there will be no stone stairs here, and the "strange things" in this mountain will appear, which means that the power to suppress this place has been completely repelled from here .

Until now, Lin Feng was completely sure that the existence in this stone mountain was definitely not the most powerful "natural landscape".

If it is the most powerful "natural landscape", it cannot be imprisoned.

It will only stay here for some incomprehensible reasons, and then leave on a certain day, and the certain day of this departure can be calculated.

It's not like at this moment, its power is being suppressed, and here, there are very strong traces of the passage of time, otherwise, if he is here to run the time, when he may come, the Taoist who suppressed here has not yet appeared .

The time here is not chaotic, the time here is linear.

Without touching time, this is the biggest difference between "natural landscapes" and strange objects. That is to say, the lightning in Lin Feng's backyard and the Guanshan kiln factory may also be strange objects, not "natural landscapes".

There are only some things that can be imprisoned in "natural landscapes" that are also unclear and incomprehensible.

Even now, Lin Feng still doubts whether "Nightmare" does not belong to the top "natural landscape", or even does not belong to "natural landscape". It may just be some strange things contaminated with the power of "natural landscape".

It can be caught.

It can still be suppressed for so many years by the adherents of the Yimu country who have been tearing apart the treacherous village.

Although, Yi Mu country adherents are also ruthless people.

They risked their lives to swallow the meat of the 鹸鹌, and turned into another strange "strange thing", and then suppressed this thing.

But correspondingly, as what Lin Feng sees now, it must be compared with the black light in the middle of Sichuan that belongs to the "natural landscape".

It's still a little too weak.

Lin Feng suddenly thought at this time, if the "nightmare" and the black light in Sichuan belonged to the same category.

The black light must be seen by the big eyeball of Ichimu, who can reverse time at will to protect his "natural landscapes". Will those "natural landscapes" really be imprisoned?

The black light didn't appear to be suppressed at all, it was just "sleeping". Lin Feng called its inactive state "sleeping" for the time being, and it had already disrupted time.

Chaotic thoughts, like mess, appeared in Lin Feng's mind!
Constantly doubt, overthrow, doubt again, overthrow again!
Even in the treacherous village, where Lin Feng's own spells are everywhere, Lin Feng still sensed something was wrong!

His thinking has been contaminated by unknown reasons, even in his own treacherous village, he is not safe.

These thoughts of his may not be his real thoughts at the moment.

There is a big problem with the mountain road here!

The "Miaozhu" outside also had this feeling. He squeezed a strange seal with both hands. As he breathed, the flames of Prince Zhuan continuously drilled out of his nose, drilled in, and rotated in his nostrils. around him.

【mou】.

It is the [mou] sound of Lord Zhuan, and a tambourine appeared beside him, and it kept beating, linking the power of the seal left here. the power of.

Lin Feng tore apart the treacherous village, stretched out his hand, and dragged the "person" who had just climbed over the mountains and brought the corpse, together with the corpse, into the treacherous village.

(End of this chapter)