Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 130 Rich Buddies’ Tips and New Cutscenes (3.2k)

The incident of the Blood God in Xiangxi was horrific at first glance, but it disappeared without a trace. It seemed like a big iceberg that once again dived under the surface of the polar region.

The haste of appearance, the absurdity of disappearance.

The next time it appears, I don't know if it will crash a giant ship.

Perhaps even more terrifying.

Now no one can maintain such a large Dharma sacrifice.

No one knows whether gunfire plowing the land can destroy the gods and demons in people's hearts.

……

The fifth day after Lin Feng lost contact.

The last day of the free-to-play game is about to begin.

Brother Chen saw the fan's crazy Art in his fan group. He logged into the website, and before opening Lin Feng's live broadcast room, he saw special effects gifts floating around on the main page of the live broadcast.

Take a breath.

Even Brother Chen was shocked by the gift of special effects that filled the screen and filled the world.

Not for the money.

He also has money, at least he can earn these gifts.

The question is, why?
What Brother Chen didn't understand was why the boss gave Lin Feng so many gifts.

"Although I have some spare money in my hand, the thinking of the rich brothers is still incomprehensible.

Is Xiao Linzi planning to work in a union or sell pg?

So much fanfare? "

Brother Chen expressed his incomprehension. Lin Feng, a lazy dog, has little ambition in the live broadcast. It seems that he disappeared this time. He said it was because of the ban on the live broadcast room, but Brother Chen asked Lin Feng specifically.

Shit for three days.

As long as he is a little more soft-spoken, he can unseal it in three hours.

If he drags someone.

3 minutes will do.

This lazy dog ​​is taking this opportunity to go out and let the wind go.

I don't answer the phone.

Send a message but not reply.

Those who didn't know thought they died outside?
But this person went to let the wind go, and there are still people swiping gifts on a black screen in the live broadcast room?
What is the composition of this rich man?
A series of special effects, full of cards.

Brother Chen read out the person's name.

【Surviving a catastrophe, go to the unlucky LG to present a potato spacecraft, go to the live broadcast room to grab a red envelope】

【Surviving a catastrophe, go to the unlucky LG to present a potato spacecraft, go to the live broadcast room to grab a red envelope】

【Surviving a catastrophe, go to the unlucky LG to present a potato spacecraft, go to the live broadcast room to grab a red envelope】

……

"wdnmd."

Brother Chen couldn't help but said.

Before he came, these presents were all over the screen, and it took almost 15 minutes.

The broken website is all because of him having a slight lag.

That is to say, this boss, in Lin Feng's live broadcast room, smashed about a dozen w's into it, and this number is still going on.

Keep climbing.

This scene is usually done when there are big anchors from outside to gain popularity.

Lin Feng, a lazy dog, has curled up in Pozhan for so many years.

What is he doing this for?
In the year of signing the contract with him, there are still a few years left, and he doesn't seem like a person who does this for the purpose of signing the contract.

At present, it seems that these gifts have not reached the limit of Unlucky Brother.

Brother Unlucky is still spending money like water.

Brother Chen has some water friends who communicate with Lin Feng, so they are also very worried about Lin Feng's current state, because no one can contact Lin Feng now, and they don't know what's wrong with Lin Feng.

I don't even know what happened to the boss who suddenly threw money at him.

Brother Chen had no choice but to continue calling Lin Feng.

Who knew that this time, Lin Feng took it.

Lin Feng: "Hey, Brother Chen~, what's the matter?"

Brother Chen: "Where are you?"

Lin Feng: "Mount Tai is offering incense one by one, what's the matter?"

Brother Chen: "Someone gave you a gift in your live broadcast room, do you know?"

Lin Feng: "Uh, I really don't know, I haven't looked at my phone much these days."

He was telling the truth.

Lin Feng was on Mount Tai at the moment, and he plunged into the land of Mount Tai after writing half of his sparse characters.

Nothing happened.

No one came out to beat him, and his authority did not occupy Mount Tai along with this half of the land.

"The dream of occupying the mountain and being king here cannot be fulfilled."

Lin Feng clapped his hands, neither surprised nor disappointed.

He is an easy going person.

If it doesn't work, it doesn't work, the main reason is that he can't do anything about it. This is a risky move.

In case Taishan really has a spirit.

Even Bixia Fairy in the shrine in front of him could beat him until he couldn't take care of himself.

His land scepter cannot be fully crafted.

The land literature is only half.

Any more will explode, and there will be no spirituality.

Lin Feng used all the wood available in the market, no matter if it was cheap or expensive, no matter if it was a piece or a piece.

None of them can bear the role of land literature.

Lin Feng has been like an iron man for the past few days. He first concocted the wooden guest, slowly "matured" the wooden guest, and then went to several places, sometimes here in the morning and in other places at night.The skin of the mountain spider was found by him in a private custom studio, and he now wears it on his feet.

This pair of boots saved him a lot of energy. As long as he wants, he can become [Shenxing Taibao Dai Zong] at will. The difference is that Dai Zong relies on a horse , witch, and Buddha, which is also a kind of folk magic), Lin Feng relied on [mountain spider boots].

The ancients are not deceived by me.

Boots made of mountain spider skin are indeed very wonderful.

He is now outside the Bixia Temple on Mount Tai, and if he jumps from here, he will not fall to his death.

Wearing shoes, jumping from above, he can glide.

Not to mention the atomized wind, he returned to Wudu, and his cultivation reached the eighth rank from the ninth rank.

The reason was because he was sleeping, and in his sleep, he saw many familiar faces, but all those who had been burned by his flames appeared in his sleep.

Lin Feng knew that it was because of a connection between them.

They are all impregnated.

Dr. Xie, the nurse who met that day, and even Xu Nian, the captain of the rescue team from the hospital and others were all in their sleep, subconsciously calling out a name.

"Compile".

They wrote in the void in front of their eyes, and kept chanting that name frantically.

Only then did Lin Feng realize that the words they wrote in front of him were exactly the same as the runes he had condensed with the [Taiyin Element Body].

It turned out that the rune was [edit].

They were all chanting their names.

Lin Feng is numb, he can't help it.

He entered and exited these people's dreams at will, and erased the word in front of them. Not to mention, it was really useful.

He never entered the dreams of these people again.

The main reason is that there is a price for entering the dream, just like a dream entrusted by a god, the connection is two-way.

Every time when he was sleeping, he would lucidly enter other people's dreams. It was okay once or twice, and it was like this all the time, even he couldn't stand it.

Gods that never rest, huh?
Gods don't have holidays, do they?

996 is more vicious than 007, right?

This blessing, I don’t want it anymore, whoever you love, I work to eat, and I don’t eat to work!

Crunchy!

To be a god, you have to go to work during the day and work at night.

First rise!
Because they don't die, they are squeezed to death. Sure enough, everyone is not a human being.

But that's what it says.

Lin Feng has also been spinning around these days.

First I went to Liangzhou, went to Liangzhou City, and wanted to find the Dahuaishu Temple of Master Yangwazi, but I couldn’t find it. There are many temples in Liangzhou. They are from Xixia, and later from the Tantric sect on the plateau. Later, they were rebuilt in the Song Dynasty. , restored, and authentic.

Everything is there, except for the Dahuaishu Temple of Master Yangwazi.

A few years ago, the municipal construction also eradicated many old trees.

Lin Feng could only find one of the oldest locust trees, stood under the tree, put his palms together, and recited the complete and wrong six-character mantra aloud.

The people around thought he was just joking around. After Lin Feng finished talking, he stroked the old locust tree lightly, turned and left.

Then I went to Marble Mountains and found Xie's family.The Xie family is a scientific and technological cultural thief, with standard technology and hard work, through high-tech detection methods of minerals, and familiar with the legends of various county annals. After finding the tomb, they signed a contract with the locals as a businessman. Point to the mountain and say you want to plant trees, point to the ground and say you want to grow wheat. Before the contract is contracted, use instruments to survey, and then use an excavator to dig directly.

The reason why Lin Feng knows so much is because there are also his water friends near Wuxing Mountain. After asking, the Xie family has disappeared decades ago. Boss Xie is still squatting in the classroom. This ruthless man dug A big tomb of the Liao Kingdom, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out.

The core members are almost all in prison, and those who are not core come out and open auto repair shops.

Lin Feng followed and asked "Qi Wu Hai Wang Xia" to steal their genealogy and took a look.

There is no Xie Chuan, nor Xie Ang. The family tree is very detailed and clean. None of the Xie family members died in the mountains of western Hunan.

Has it never happened before, or is it gone because of its connection with Xiangxi?

Lin Feng didn't delve into it. Xu Nian went back to school. Professor Han said it was a psychological trauma and planned to go to Donghuang. Lin Feng flew directly from Wuxing Mountain to Mount Tai. In the afternoon, the plane returned to Wudu. Brother Chen's phone call is true. It's a true father-son friendship.

Back in the house on the outskirts of Wudu, Lin Feng opened the door, and saw a three-meter-high wooden guest, and the old nine lying next to the rabbit cage. [Fuxi] mask was hung on the wall. This house looks like " Very cultured."

Lin Feng picked up his mobile phone and sent a private message to Brother Huiqi, asking if Brother Huiqi wanted to add his personal contact information, then he picked up the helmet and put it on his head.

Gently buckling the game console on his head, Lin Feng heard the sound of the game console turning.

Lin Feng came to a new gate and entered it without hesitation.

The cutscene begins, No.1 said.

This time, he didn't come up rudely and give him a [Ying Tian].

It was dark in front of his eyes, and soon his eyes adapted to the darkness in front of him.

He felt as if he was on a person, walked through the dark, musty-smelling corridor, took out the key, and walked in.

It was near dusk, and the light was dim.

There was an old man lying on the sofa in the living room. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead. The TV was on, and the light inside was flickering, which became the only light source in this cramped room.

He shouted familiarly: "Grandpa, you don't turn off the TV again."

Walking in, Lin Feng turned his head and saw a documentary was playing on the TV.

[Going out in the first month until now]

【Clothes in clothes and trousers】

【Envoy to make money and go home】

【I don't know how to get into debt and get caught up again】

……

At this time, Lin Feng heard another bgm, this time the bgm was mainly composed of pipa, supplemented by bangu, mixed with Hokkien ravings that Lin Feng could not understand, plus some strange and rhythmic mantra sounds, Much like Siamese.

The old man in the room died completely, and amidst the mournful voice, "Lin Feng" sounded out of grief.

"grandfather."

"grandfather!"

　A few words in this documentary are borrowed from the documentary, Going to Nanyang

　　
　
(End of this chapter)