Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 167 Neither True nor False (3k)

The way people see the world is different from how yin gods and gods see the world. This old Taoist is dying, and the prolonged bleeding has made him extremely weak, almost dying.

His face was as white as paper.

Like a dead man.

If it weren't for his occasionally heaving chest, Lin Feng would have thought he was dead.

The old Taoist priest used a secret method to tell himself to try his best to survive.

But it's not long.

The cassock on his body turned black—it was the color of blood.

Lin Feng didn't know whether the priest was alive or dead.

From a normal point of view, it doesn't matter if the Maoshan Sect of the upper Qing Dynasty suppressed this place, whether it was a few years ago, or more than ten years, decades ago, with his blood loss, it doesn't matter.

In a few hours, people will die.

A man of iron can't stand the bleeding for so long.

His heart disappeared, and a huge gap was exposed, making him look like a heartless person who was transparent from front to back.

The part that bleeds the most is his heart.

All turned white.

From the perspective of these "gods".

If the Taoist priest replaced the main god, he should have used another method to cover up his aura.

But the human blood shed from the god's chariot was not discovered by the Yin God.

That's quite a prayer.

Lin Feng looked at him, and he also saw Lin Feng.

The originally cloudy corneas of the dead people moved, and the eyes returned to kindness.

See there is a living person here.

The old man was refreshed.

He opened his hand tremblingly, and pointed inside.

"Walk."

He said with mouth shape, Lin Feng shook his head slightly, the old Taoist was a little anxious.

But after he saw something on Lin Feng's shoulder, his expression changed again and again, and finally a talisman full of blood popped out and fell to the ground.

"Be careful."

He said with his mouth.

He pointed again into the fog, and mouthed: "Great danger."

Those who lead the team will not stop because of the words of the old Taoist priest. Just such a meeting, they also entered [Shengxian Village], and the gate closed with a "bang".

Lin Feng was left outside.

The team of wandering gods had just entered, and before Lin Feng had time to exhale, he heard another voice coming from the mist.

"Snapped".

"Snapped".

"Snapped".

It was the sound of whips hitting people, and the sound of crying out in pain.

Lin Feng looked into the depths of the thick fog, and then he saw a group of officers and soldiers coming out of the fog, beating the corvee workers with whips.

Break through the fog.

How would you describe those who were in corvée?

Looking at it, Lin Feng really felt that people were like ants. They had no clothes on, and they were naked, pulling on the rope, and the rolling logs underneath made groans of being overwhelmed.

A statue of a god was covered in a huge white cloth, and those who served in corvee were like ants, threatened by officers and soldiers, and came here.

The huge rolling log made an extremely dangerous sound, mixed with the sound of the whip whipping, and the sound of painful wailing, forming a new scroll of hell.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Lin Feng felt that he was seen by the thing that was hidden inside.

Even though it was covered with a white cloth, Lin Feng felt a kind of extreme oppression.

How should this thing be explained?
Lin Feng inexplicably remembered Wu Zhao's "Tiantian Futu".

[In the fourth year of Chuigong, (Wu Zhao) demolished (Luoyang) Qianyuan Hall, built a Ming hall on its site, and Huaiyi acted as an envoy to supervise it]

[Thousands of people are serving tens of thousands of people, pulling a big tree and thousands of people, putting the horns on the head, eating the head, and thousands of people join together.The big house in the Mingtang has three floors and is [-] feet high.From Mingtang to the north, heaven is as vast as Mingtang]

The scene he encountered was just like what was said in the old Tang book.

Two hundred feet, less than 70 meters.

To Lin Feng, this idol is like the Maitreya statue in heaven, and Lin Feng no longer knows how many tons it weighs.

But he knew that no matter what was inside the white cloth, it was more than 50 meters—about the same height as Ultraman Tiga in normal state.

Compared with such a thing.

Lin Feng really felt that he was nothing, even if his yin spirit came out, he was just a little brother.

The words of those officers and soldiers came from his ears.

"You are not allowed to look at the god statues, you are not allowed to look at the god statues, and those who look at them will be killed without mercy."

"Everyone bow their heads, bow their heads."

……

"late."

Lin Feng thought in his heart that at this moment, he no longer even had the original desire to complain.

He knelt on the ground and worshiped.

The consciousness of the whole person has been stripped out.

It was an urge to dedicate my whole body to this thing, no, maybe not just an urge, it had become a reality.

Lin Feng knelt on the ground, he didn't even know what he had sacrificed.

The magical artifacts left in Fukou withered and withered, and the lights of Wanjia were extinguished again.

The entire Fukou was turned into darkness.

Even Weird, who was falling into reality, froze his pace, and after a while, without any anchor point, he disappeared in place.

Xiaomiaozhu, who was entwined with a strange face in the sky, looked at the dark Fukou, sighed, and was speechless, turned into a shooting star, and fell into the temple of Tianfei Empress.

The statue of Mazu emitted an incomparably bright light, like a pillar of fire from a beacon tower, illuminating the night sky here.

This is another form of warning.

Three mountain talismans, true and true, Zen, Tiantai, Buddhism in the Western Regions, shamans outside the pass, and various resident mages.

At this moment, the ecology is inherently fragile, and only a few people are left struggling to support it.

Lin Feng leveraged a bit of strength to break the balance.

Xiao Miao Zhu also had no choice but to whitewash the peace. Only when he died at this time and returned to the true spirit of incense, Mazu could spare no effort to continue saving people in the sea.

The rest of the gods are the same.

He has already forgotten how many years, Mazu Empress has not given an oracle, and the rest of the gods are also like this.

The effect of the offering ceremony is getting worse and worse.

Fire is like beans.

In the Tianfei Empress Temple, a trace of rhythm came out, continuing to bless and protect the city.

as usual.

……

eight hours later.

Lin Feng stood in front of [Shengxian Village], the old Taoist looked at him, and before he could speak, Lin Feng clicked inside [Shengxian Village], indicating that he wanted to go there.

The old Taoist nodded, and Lin Feng followed them and mixed into the team.

He didn't try to pry the [Five Ghosts Transport Technique], he just wanted to see if he could still come here.

The result is OK.

Without the old man Zhou, the old man Zhou's knife is fine, but others can't.

But instead of walking up from the bottom of the mountain like before, he saw a road that shouldn't belong here.

A faint trail.

Those wild dogs, wild wolves, and ghosts didn't dare to set foot in it, so Lin Feng walked up until he came to the front.

Not even an owl.

Naturally, there was no great sacrifice, and there were only three "gods" left here.

He went to "steal" the incense from the Tianfei Empress Temple, but no one stopped and made things difficult for him.

Lin Feng stood at the door and waited. After a while, the old Taoist came, and Lin Feng followed the old Tao into [Shengxian Village].

And no one was talking on his shoulders.

Everything is going smooth.

Everywhere you go in is a section of the tomb corridor.

Very short, completely different from what he had imagined.

After entering the corridor, Lin Feng found that whether it was the paper figurines in bright yellow clothes or the two-meter-high "gods", they all began to become "real" and looked more human.

No more clumsy paper figurines.

After they came back to life, they walked deeper into the corridor.

Never stop.

However, this kind of activation made a tiger look like a cat. At the same time, Lin Feng saw the old Taoist priest who was dying, and his chest injury healed quickly.

The Wandering God team continued to walk deep into the tunnel, but the old Taoist came to escape with a golden cicada, and I don't know how he did it. There was another old Taoist on the chariot, but his real body came to Lin Feng's side .

He was extremely anxious and restless.

Looking at the only living person he had ever seen in these years, he pulled Lin Feng past him, away from the team of wandering gods who were still whistling and walking towards the dark corridor, and asked a little nervously: "Where are you? The mage who came? Why, did the Maoshan altar know the news? How many of my Maoshan mages are there outside? Have you brought rescuers?"

Lin Feng looked at the old Taoist, and confirmed the old Taoist's face again and again, he had never seen this face in the "Guandi Temple" at the foot of the mountain, and then said: "Master Taoist, it has been many years, Maoshan has not responded.

You probably can't wait for the rescue!

just me. "

He looked at the Taoist priest's expression while talking, and the old Taoist priest's expression was stunned: "Impossible, we sent so many people down here..."

Lin Feng: "They are all dead."

The Taoist leader couldn't believe it: "They're all dead, it's impossible, obviously..."

Hesitant to speak.

react.

Suspicious look.

Get away.

The fingers drew a talisman.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Lin Feng looked at the three-piece suit of the old Taoist priest as usual, looked left and right, and said with the same expression: "If I guessed correctly, what the Taoist priest wants to say is that he took the right forbidden man Dingzhenjun Zhong Maojun's seal to leave. went out, didn't you?"

Lin Feng saw the talisman protruding from the old Taoist's sleeve.And the Taoist priest who was about to run away, said again unhurriedly: "Don't do it, Taoist priest, I have seen this thing. The Taoist priests you sent out all died in the Guandi Temple at the foot of the mountain. Someone chopped off the Guandi Temple. The head of the emperor hollowed out the Emperor Guan of the Guandi Temple, and stuffed all the corpses of the Taoist priests in it—with the corpses of the Taoist priests and the wish of incense, he wanted to disintegrate the seal."

Lin Feng succinctly stated what he had seen and heard.

Hearing this, the old Taoist's face turned extremely ugly.

He made a few handprints, and Lin Feng suddenly felt that there seemed to be something extra on his body. Without hesitation, Lin Feng sacrificed to the fire and burned it completely. waved.

"Then who is it? Is it a family mage or someone? What kind of dharma lineage is it, and whose path is it inherited? Make it clear!"

Lin Feng looked at the Taoist priest and said, "Daozhang, you should make it clear first that I am here to solve the problem, not to intensify the conflict."

Lin Feng was really not afraid of messing things up the first time.

Anyway, he still has countless opportunities.

Don't care this time.

Because there is a way out, he is full of courage.

(End of this chapter)