Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 50 Cutscenes

It's the same old saying.

Don't look at what's going on in the last scene, I can't sleep without breathing!
The method of luck blessing can be seen later.

Whether you can buy something or not, you can wait to know.

But it was the next scene, he just wanted to see what it was!
The long blood words attracted Lin Feng's interest. From Lin Feng's point of view, these words seemed to be persuading Lin Feng, telling Lin Feng that you should not give up. Your predecessors are much more difficult than you, and they can all get through it. , why can't you pass?
Generally speaking, people who say this are the people who are most afraid of you giving up halfway.

Fill it with chicken soup!
Think about it on the known information.

Lin Feng actually had a clear mind.

Next, the difficulty of this game is definitely not low.

Although [Xiangxi Blood God] has no punishment for death, the eight-hour cooling time after death is not too long.

This is also a kind of punishment.

Besides, Lin Feng knew in his heart that the last scene was clearly marked, and once, there was only one life.

If you die, you have to start again.

In fact, it has increased the difficulty of passing the level.

In other words, when he died, he was really dead, and there was no possibility of continuing to fight.

Resurrected from the dead, the sloppy method of trying to beat the bottom boss, doesn't work anymore.

Eight hours, too long to cool down.

To pass a game, take death three times as an example, he needs at least 24 hours of cooling time.

The duration is touching.

Lin Feng thought about this, and chose to watch the cutscene first.

exist?Look at the quality of the enemy, let's light up the weapons!
He wants to know.

Next, what kind of scene will he encounter to make people despair.

Choose to enter [Act [-]: Hymn of Despair], and the cutscene begins!
As soon as it entered the picture, the rolling thunder seemed to shatter the eardrums of everyone here.

The dazzling white light and rumbling thunder sounded like the never-ending war horn.

It's almost impossible to keep your eyes open!

I didn't know, I thought I was flying into a minefield!

If it is said that the thunder in the front mountain can stop for a while to give people a rest time, then the thunder now will never stop!
It's like exploding overhead!

A person can be hacked to death at any time.

Lin Feng, Zhu Baihu, the guide, Li Pusa, Li Pusa's clients, walked out of the dark road, and before they could say anything, they were drowned by the downpour. The smell of incense and human ointment on their bodies were all gone. Being washed away, even Li Pusa was stunned.

This is something he never thought about.

A bolt of thunder fell, turning all the customers behind Li Pusa into ashes!
One by one became a big fire.

Lin Feng didn't even have time to observe his surroundings, he activated [Jian Xin Tong Ming], from top to bottom, from left to right, the world in all directions is a deadly threat!
Goosebumps, even the hairs and hairs, stood up!
He lay on the ground and threw the metal sword out!

Zombies, in this weather, are natural lightning rods!

Seeing this, Bodhisattva Li threw himself on the ground without bothering to shout!
Zhu Baihu hugged his Yanling Saber tightly, and it seemed that he would rather die than drop his weapon.

Under the thunder, everything is destroyed!
Even the seventh rank can't withstand the thunder on the mountain in western Hunan.

Besides, Lin Feng felt that the thunder of this day was probably different from the thunder and lightning in the normal natural world.

It might be the legendary divine thunder.

Shocking Thunder!
Li Pusa couldn't even think about why he appeared in the wilderness instead of in the Xishen Inn.

I can only tremble under the might of the sky, waiting for this thunderstorm to pass!

In the southwestern region of the Ming Empire, the frontier region, the Xishen Inn in the wilderness, elusive, appeared on the ground.

Folklore can only be top-down, because the people of Guizhou Headquarters could not survive in ancient times, and knowledge and rituals could not be passed on at all.

It is also difficult for the ordinary people at the bottom to organize a sacrifice.

The origin of these Xishen inns is also very mysterious.

All the morticians felt that this inn should be built by an expert among the morticians, and it was a skillful means.

After all, there are Xishen Inns in mountains, deep ravines, and uninhabited villages.

The local chieftain and county magistrate are also well aware of the existence of the Xishen Inn and the morticians.

Open one eye and close the other.

There is no way, falling leaves return home, even scholars, cannot avoid such rules.

Loyalty and filial piety, scholars must keep it in mind, you don't have to do it, you have to say it.

Where there is demand, there is business.

The profession of mortician came into being.

It's just that the old men are the cadavers who help others return to their roots.

Emotionally, there is much hatred.

The main reason is that in the past, among the three religions and nine streams, the cadaver artisans were not counted among the nine streams, their status was lowly, and their behavior was unruly.

They themselves are a group of dangerous people wandering outside the mundane world and trying to survive.

From the perspective of the imperial court, these people have no rules!
No land, no father, no mother, no wife, no daughter, no children, no grandchildren.

Who likes someone who is not concerned?

Can't handle it!
Just like the master of Li Bodhisattva.

Among the morticians, he can be regarded as a good person.

Didn't do anything bad.

But he still saw Li Pusa on the street. Seeing that Li Pusa had a hard character, he didn't tell Li Pusa's family, so he became a kidnapper and took Li Pusa away. After Li Pusa left the teacher, he never dared to return Family.

He became a mortician, so he lost his parents!

He was afraid that his own bad luck would be passed on to the second elder and harm his family.

It is rare for a mortician to get married.

It's so miserable, but the lineage of exorcising morticians still continues in an endless stream?

why?
Because of driving the mortician, at least he doesn't have to starve to death, and he can eat and drink without worrying about it.

For some people, it is his wish not to starve to death!
Compared with the torment of starving to death, it seems that driving the mortician is not unacceptable.

Li Pusa's brain is actually blank, these are all Lin Feng's thoughts, in the cutscenes, Lin Feng is bored, the main reason is that he knows that he can't kill him even with thunder.

Kill him, how does this game start?
But for a quarter of an hour, Lin Feng and Li Pusa had the same thought, that is, where is the Happy God Inn?

Shouldn't he appear in front of the Xishen Inn, in a place shrouded in clouds and mist?
The fog was a bit strange, and it could cover the heavy rain.

But now, as soon as everyone came out, they were beaten painfully by the rain.

What about the inn?
Could there be a problem with the Niutoushan Inn?

After everyone lay down on the ground for an unknown amount of time, Lei finally calmed down a little. Lin Feng was the first to get up and saw the "Happy God Inn" in front of him.

If this is the Xishen Inn.

Amidst the clouds and mist, an ancestral hall stood quietly in place.

The thunderstorm and hail outside seemed to have nothing to do with this thing.

The vermilion gate, two couplets on white paper and purple ink, with ghostly symbols on it, make people unable to understand what is written.

The child kneels and sits on the long-burning lamp, and the green light shines on the vermilion gate.

There was a quiet eerieness revealed.

It shouldn't be here.

But it is here now.

Under the palace bell of this ancestral hall, there is also a "bat" with the skin color of a dead person hanging upside down.

It seemed that he had noticed Lin Feng's gaze.

There was a gap in the vermilion gate, revealing a decadent aura!

(End of this chapter)