Shamanism kills the god

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A gust of wind blew by, the whole bamboo mountain rattled, and the waves burst out.Sitting in a horse-drawn carriage through the winding mountain roads is like being in the vast ocean of bamboo forests. The air is fresh and refreshing.

I don't know when it started, amidst the sound of the waves in the bamboo sea, there was a faint sound of the flute.Faintly, vaguely, as if coming from the depths of the bamboo sea.But when he listened carefully, there was nothing but the swaying sound of the bamboo forest, which seemed to be just his own illusion.

The cowherd boy grazing in the mountains, the secluded out-of-world expert here, or...

The misty sound of the flute was faint, and Uncle Fu, who was driving in front, seemed to have heard nothing, but Mu Feng, who was concentrating on his cultivation, quickly woke up and raised his vigilance secretly, "Uncle Fu, you just said that the neighborhood is not very peaceful. what is going on?"

"Oh, it's a long story!"

Uncle Fu shook his head, and said while driving the car: "Originally, although this section of the road is a bit rough and difficult, it has always been peaceful. But for some reason, since a wandering monk said that the feng shui here is not good ten years ago, he lobbied people to donate money to build it. After opening a temple to suppress evil spirits, many things happened instead. Many people’s livestock died strangely, and even some passing merchants were fine the night before, but they were found dead in the early morning of the next day. There are no wounds. Strange things often happen every three days. People who often walk on this road dare not rest nearby.”

Sudden death overnight?

Mu Feng frowned. Originally, he thought there were a group of robbers entrenched here, but unexpectedly, things were beyond his expectations.

Passing merchants died suddenly and suddenly, one or two can be explained, but if they appear once every three days, then something is wrong.All the raised livestock died strangely, which is even more strange. .|

No wounds could be found on the body, could it be that a vampire zombie or a terrifying tree demon also appeared here?

Mu Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly remembered the thousand-year-old tree demon that he met outside the Piao Miao Temple, "Fu Bo, did the deceased die of blood loss, or the body withered, with a hole the size of a pinhole?"

"Well, I don't know. Over the years, I have also seen a few businessmen who suddenly died suddenly, but they all passed by in a hurry without stopping to observe carefully. When they are away from home and they don't know the place well, no one thinks too much about it. Nosy. If you have no relatives and friends around you, you will be dragged to the wild and buried casually without even a tombstone, oh, what a pity!"

Uncle Fu shook his head, and continued: "Those who often walk this way know the mystery of this place. Unless they have to, no one will stay nearby. I really missed the time. I want to stay at the Mengzhu Inn at the foot of the mountain. I heard that Burning a stick of incense in the temple will ensure a safe journey. Just in case, I have already brought a stick of incense, Mr. Mu, don't worry!"

"Uncle Fu, I'll trouble you then. By the way, did you hear any flute sound just now?" Mu Feng calmly asked Uncle Fu who was driving the car.

"The flute?"

Uncle Fu shook his head, "No, except for the Mengzhu Inn at the foot of the mountain, there are no people living in a radius of more than ten miles, so where is the sound of the flute?"

"That's right, maybe I got it wrong."

Mu Feng smiled and said no more, but secretly raised his vigilance.

Sitting cross-legged on the carriage, it looked as if he had entered meditation practice, but he was secretly sensing the movement around him.But to his surprise, until the carriage climbed to the top of the mountain, there was nothing unusual along the way, and the weird flute sound did not reappear, it seemed that it was really just his illusion.

Just as he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and was about to continue his meditation, the galloping carriage stopped suddenly, and Uncle Fu who was sitting in front screamed, "Snake, Mr. Mu, there are..., there are snakes... ..."

There are snakes?

Mu Feng was a little puzzled. In the barren mountains and wild mountains, it is normal for a few snakes to appear.Uncle Fu is quite old and often travels outside. It is impossible that he has never seen a few snakes, right?

Puzzled, Mu Feng opened the curtain and saw that there was nothing.He poked his head out and looked at the front of the carriage. At what time, he couldn't help feeling horrified.

There is nothing unusual about the road up the mountain, but for some reason, after climbing to the top of the mountain, the road down the mountain ahead is covered with snakes of all sizes.There are boa constrictors more than ten meters long, and bamboo leaf greens that are as thick as fingers and are full of poison. They are densely entwined, blocking the way like a group of snakes gathering.After seeing the carriage, Qi Qi raised his head, seeing a large area covered in blackness, making one's scalp tingle.

When he was cultivating beside the ghost mother, Mu Feng also saw many poisonous snakes, but he had never seen such a large number of snakes together!

"Master Mu, no, at most there are some green bamboo leaves in Zhushan. How could there be such a big python? Come on, hurry back!"

Fu Bo was terrified, although he wanted to jump out of the carriage and run away, but at the critical moment, he still did not forget Mu Feng who was sitting in the carriage.He gritted his teeth and reined in the equally frightened war horse, and whipped the whip in his hand, hoping to turn the horse's head around and drive back the same way.Unexpectedly, before the carriage turned around, there was a sharp and piercing flute sound from the depths of the bamboo sea, followed by a swarm of black snakes swimming over, besieging the carriage heavily.

Looking at the group of snakes that could not be seen at a glance, not to mention Faber driving the cart, even the horses pulling the cart had weak legs, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

"Hmph, something is really wrong. Uncle Fu, control the horse, and I will handle the rest!"

Mu Feng let out a cold snort, and came out through the window with a whoosh, flying to stand on the roof of the car.

Tee, Tee, Tee...

After a muffled sound, eighteen more eerie flags appeared on the ground around the carriage.When the wind rises, the wind is rolling.

Eighteenth Blood Witch Order!

At the critical moment, Mu Feng quickly sacrificed the magic weapon of the Eighteenth Blood Witch Order, and ordered in a deep voice, "Miss Liushuang, come out!"

Before the words were finished, there was a gloomy wind on the banner in the center, and a wisp of white mist emerged, turning into the figure of a woman in white.It was none other than He Liushuang who had already cultivated a spiritual body.With a sharp shout, groups of eerie will-o'-the-wisps appeared in the air and exploded rumbling.

All of a sudden, sand and rocks flew away, and within ten steps of the carriage, all the snakes would burn blazingly as soon as they were touched by a trace of green will-o'-the-wisp.Unlike ordinary fire, it couldn't be extinguished by rolling around on the ground, and soon it turned into piles of ashes.

Spiritual practice!

In the hands of this spirit body, He Liushuang, the power of this technique is truly displayed. The power of the ghost fire explosion is even better than the two demon heads of the Beiliu Shuanggui!

"what……"

In the depths of the bamboo forest, there was a scream, and three girls with big hats on their heads appeared, wearing the costumes of Jiuli in southern Xinjiang.Everyone held a small bamboo flute in their mouths, and when they played it lightly, the snakes hissed and rushed towards the carriage one after another!