Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 65

When the scene came to this point, it stopped abruptly. Even Lin Feng was caught off guard.

That's it.

Is this gone?

What about below?
What about the sequel?
What about the picture after giving the money?
Wow, you're broken here, you're still human!
From the royal garden, to the deep mountains of Xiangxi, he suddenly returned to the extremely cold and dangerous mountains of Xiangxi.

That huge sense of contrast.

From peace and joy, from refreshments, breeze, maids, and Bianjing where gold is located, to the cold, dense, and humid mountains in western Hunan, Lin Feng felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

When you arrive, you will be surrounded by ghosts, veterans, morticians who search for sideways, and guides who always die silently.

Lin Feng slapped his thigh in hatred!

Good break!

so short!

Dog plotting.

Dog maker.

I, Lin, blessed your life, just like this memory, it came to an abrupt end.

Oh, it turns out that you are already dead.

That's fine.

Lin Feng obtained this fragment of memory, but he didn't explain too much. This memory just shows that since the third emperor of the Song Dynasty, Song Zhenzong Zhao Heng, the Great Song Dynasty sent Fengshui masters to Xiangxi. Observing mountains and rivers and measuring geodesic veins.

From the looks of it, all those Fengshui masters were buried in the mountains.

Rarely survived.

In other words, since the Song Dynasty, the deep mountains in western Hunan have been very dangerous.

These large square scarves may not be of the same era as the large square scarves that compete with pointed hats.

Although the emperor of the Song Dynasty was muddy.

But they worship the Tao and restrain the Buddha.

There will be no big square scarves wearing shackles, and Fangwai monks inspecting their situation.

Those souls who still had intelligence passed on their memories and skills to Lin Feng.

The rest of the ghosts were dumb and silly, and seemed useless.

Ask them anything, and they can't tell.

Lin Feng had no choice but to use the secret method of stealing the door: the five ghosts transporting technique, and sent them to the bone products in front of him. There was no wool, and he found thread ends from the sackcloth and wrapped them around them. tone.

All of this, it's too late to say it.

From the beginning of casting the spell to the final return of the five ghosts, it was only a few breaths.

From the perspective of other people, this matter started with Lin Feng chanting a mantra, and then there was a dark wind around him, the wind stopped slightly, and there was a strange murmur again, after that, Lin Feng stopped doing it, looked at the sky and said everyone dying.

The remaining three suffered cardiopulmonary arrest.

But who would have expected that after that, a red lightning flashed.

Everyone's eyes were temporarily blind, and after they lighted up again, the Five Ghosts Transporting Technique was cured, and no one except Lin Feng knew the danger involved.

In this mysterious place.

Not strong enough, not even qualified to perceive danger.

To die is also to die inexplicably.

Lin Feng also heaved a sigh of relief. He motioned for everyone to hug each other and keep the body temperature temporarily.

Above the sky, the blood-red countdown is still so leisurely.

07:55:30
Only 5 minutes have passed.

Lin Feng obtained a lot of information.

Everyone was almost cold, Lin Feng pointed like a sword, 【Go】

Lin Feng guided the "five ghosts", which were actually eight ghosts, and spread them around. He also felt that the fake mountain god was also approaching him.

After he entered Niutoushan.

This Niutou Mountain can only have one mountain god, and one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.

Lin Feng was not in a hurry to kill the mountain god, he focused on the map.

The five ghosts walked out five meters.

It seems that they can go another ten meters.

Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, it was still a problem that the "Seven Martial Seas Under the King" in his original world were too weak.

It's his problem with Qiwuhai.

It's not a problem with this technique.

This is easy to do.

Someone went to scout the way, Lin Feng put his mind on two things, and asked the guide and Li Bodhisattva what he had seen before, wanting to know if they knew what he had seen.

Listen to Lin Feng's words.

The guide's face turned pale.

He was already afraid.

Hearing Lin Feng's description, he was even more frightened.

Visible helplessness.

"It doesn't make sense."

This time the guide really didn't know what it was.

Just listening to Lin Feng, he felt that his future was bleak and his life was gloomy.

Although he is also a low-ranking man, but he has a wife and children, which shows that he is also a common man, and he can't compare with Li Pusa, a mortician. All he knows is ghost yamen.

Because of the legend of ghost yamen, it is also spread in some small counties and villages under the mountain.

Sometimes he needs to go to some small villages to call the souls of children who have lost their souls.

Naturally know a little more.

But what's in the deep mountain, he just asked three questions.

For him, the depths of Village 36 is the ogre cave.

People, go and die.

Only Li Pusa was thoughtful, but he lowered his head and did not speak.

While still exploring the way, in the distant woods, those crows with human faces flew up again.

It seemed that they were also frightened by the thunder and lightning and the mysterious aura that suddenly appeared.

After the strange aura disappeared, they reappeared, stubbornly walking along that road.

Everyone was lying on the ground when they heard the voice coming towards them.

Lin Feng picked up two balls of mud from the ground and stuffed them into the guide's ears. As for whether the guide can survive this time, it depends on his fate.

After a while, those pointed hats with big bragging rights passed by, Lin Feng grabbed Zhu Baihu's arm, stared into his eyes, and shook his head slightly.

Zhu Baihu also stared into Lin Feng's eyes, and after a while, he let go of the weapon in his hand.

Let the group of pointy hats pass by.

Lin Feng also saw more information about those skeleton mages.

【The Eye of Aura: A Glimpse】

【Name:? ? ? 】

[Type: Corpse Demon (Monster)]

[Strength: Rank [-]]

[Skill: Horse Head King Kong's sixteen mantras;? ? ?Mahamudra;? ? ?Law……】

[Luck:? ? ? 】

[Threat level: extremely high]

He was looking at the big skeleton mage in the center, and he didn't expect that he could really see more effects from this glimpse.

Among these information, what is most useful to Lin Feng is strength and skills.

Although, what can be seen is limited.

He looked at the crows with human faces flying past.

【The Eye of Aura: A Glimpse】

【Name:? ? ? 】

【Type: Demon】

[Strength: Ninth Grade Lower]

[Skill: Sacrifice]

[Luck:? ? ? 】

[Threat degree: None]

After Lin Feng saw this, he kept silent. After a while, there was a loud noise like the sky cracking, and Lin Feng knew that these corpse demons were fighting with the big scarf.

He glanced at the time in the sky again.

07:48:21
Only 7 minutes have passed.

Live like a year.

It's just these 7 minutes, the guide is about to make a fuss.

Lin Feng felt that the fight over there really attracted a lot of demons and ghosts.

That's it.

Lin Feng pulled the rest of the people up and fled!
(End of this chapter)