Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 184 God, sometimes invisible (3k)

Fukou, shrouded in mist, is as silent as a tomb, and the atmosphere is as dull as lead, like a coffin, upside down above Fukou.

In the dense fog, the watchman poured a sip of shochu into his throat to warm up his body, then he picked up his clapper again and started to watch the watch.

His voice couldn't convey the mist at all.

Those who raised chickens and dogs dared not make a sound.

The more so, the more flustered the watchman was.

The watchman also knew that something was wrong.

He wasn't afraid of charred black corpses appearing on the street, and a corpse was nothing during the night watch.

He was afraid that the scene around him would change.

Because the watchman at night is most afraid of going astray—ordinarily going astray, just go the wrong way and come back, but for the watchman, if the watchman goes the wrong way in the middle of the night, then he really can’t come back.

So sometimes, when a child loses his soul, there will be a watchman present when he cries out.

they know.

In the night, sometimes, the road under your feet is not for you.

The watchman now thought of the ancestor's instructions, his hands were frozen, but he walked very fast, not daring to let anyone stop.

In the distance, the lights that have not been extinguished are almost invisible due to the fog.

He didn't go toward the lights.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

He only trusts his own memory.

The faster he walked, the more echoes came from behind him.

Walking on the street, gradually, the watchman couldn't hear anything. In the end, he could only hear the sound of "da da da", "da da da" footsteps, and the sound of a heartbeat coming from behind him, like a beating drum.

It was not his footsteps.

The watchman even felt that there seemed to be a thousand or 10,000 people behind him. They might be looking at him fiercely, wanting to put their hands on his shoulders. In the end, the watchman walked , and he didn't even dare to leave the ground with his heels, which made him look a little ridiculous when he walked.

The watchman couldn't laugh at all, his head was covered with cold sweat, and the road he was usually familiar with seemed to be in the underworld at this moment.

No matter what sounds the watchman heard, he didn't dare to look back. In the jug he always carried, the wine still smelled of medicinal materials.

Even if someone called his name from behind, he just pretended not to know.

When he was still young, the surrounding fog was almost to the point where he couldn't see his fingers. The watchman didn't dare to continue to watch. He gave up opening his eyes and walked on the street with his eyes closed, heading towards the tea shop.

In the evening, there will be a tea shop in Fukou that will be open all night, calling the watchman and some low-level people who move at night to rest and eat. There are also many wine shops by the wharf, which will provide food and drink for the workers on the wharf.

It's safe there.

After so many years of watchmanship, the watchman knows what is going on in Fukou, even if he closes his eyes, he can still find the way he wants to go.

It's just that he walked fast, and the voice behind caught up even faster. In the thick fog, he heard the festive sound of blowing gongs and drums to create momentum from a distance, if the watchman heard correctly , This should be the voice of welcoming the gods. There will be such voices at the annual temple fair, welcoming the gods, and Christmas.

The watchman dared not leave.

He knew that the matter was completely beyond the scope of his experience. After all, in the middle of the night, who would welcome God!
The usually festive voice fell on the watchman's ears, like a spell calling for his death, causing him to fight against each other. He quickly stuck to the wall, desperately lowering his popularity, and pressed his face against the cold wall. , dare not move.

Can't go, can only resign to fate.

that's it.

The watchman's heart beat faster and he sweated more. He heard the sound behind him, approaching, approaching, and getting closer. The sound seemed to be right next to his ears. On the top of his head, they seemed to be giants, much bigger than normal people. With the sound of the chain being dragged, and the smell of incense, the watchman's tears flowed continuously.

But he did not dare to cry, nor did he dare to sneeze.

He curled up on the ground, as if he was the only one left in Fukou.

In the dark mist.

do not know when.

A team of ghosts crossed the border.

The leader was a giant, holding the Qinglong Yanyue Saber, walking on the street, he walked towards the Tianfei Empress Temple, and behind him were his two sword catchers, "Guan Ping" and "Zhou Cang" , the rest of the Yin Gods were extremely tall. They held chains and wore paper armor. They followed behind these people and meandered through the street.

They ghosts walk the streets.

Like a live snake.

……

In the car and horse dealership and the escort agency, everyone slept soundly.

Lamp oil is expensive.

If you can go to bed early at night, you can go to bed early, which is somewhat economical.

Amidst the snoring sounds one after another, black shadows penetrated through the crack of the door and turned into small hands, taking the letters away.

It's just when you come into contact with the letter.

"Stab" sounded.

The talismans on the letter looked like red-hot iron, and the mist from the burning dispersed.

The thick fog outside began to steam with anger, and the "Statue of Emperor Guan" walking on the street glanced over there. His head at the moment was the state of several Taoist priests' heads stitched together, and he stared. , looking into the distance.

After thinking for a while, he continued to walk towards the Tianfei Empress Temple.

No other considerations.

Originally, he shouldn't move tonight.

……

In the Tianfei Empress Temple.

Lin Feng heard the joy from afar.

He leaned against the body Buddha temple, and chatted with the body Buddha without any rush or panic.

The body Buddha is also calm at the moment.

Flesh Buddha refers to putting the eminent monk who has just died into a large tank, sealing the seal, and when time is enough, someone will invite the body out.

If the corpse has not rotted and turned into a puddle of thick water, then the bones can be painted with gold paint or clay.

This golden lacquer and clay sculpture is called the flesh Buddha.

This body Buddha is a local eminent monk, and he is easy to get along with. Lin Feng offered him a few sticks of incense devoutly, and started the conversation with him with the little story of Master Yangwazi.

Visible to the naked eye, he felt the air in front of him become lighter.

The anger around the body Buddha has also decreased a lot.

But when the joy came from outside, the bells hanging in his palace kept shaking as the joy approached.

These wind chimes hanging at the corners of the palace are also exquisite. The sound of the palace bells hanging outside Taoist temples and Buddhist temples must be clear and crisp, and the sound must travel far and face the wind for ten miles.

It is necessary to let people know that there is a temple here, which can be used for rest.

The statue of Wei Tuo at the entrance is also exquisite, but this place is not a Buddhist temple, so there is no need to criticize it.

However, the palace bell in front of the Body Buddha Hall is indeed extremely crisp, and if you stop it, you can stop the hostility in your heart and restore calm.

But at this moment, in the mist, even this supposedly crisp voice became extremely hoarse, like an evil whisper, lingering in front of the Mazu Temple.

Lin Feng came to the door.

The left eye is bright.

When Xi Le arrived in front of the Tianfei Empress Temple, Lin Feng looked at the shadowy scene outside, and stood at the door without moving.

Xiao Miaozhu chased out from behind and grabbed Lin Feng, panting.

"You don't want to go out and fight?"

he asked nervously.

Lin Feng turned his head to look at Xiaomiaozhu, retracted his divine light, waved his hands and said, "What did you say, it's not that I'm afraid of fighting here and destroying Mazu's dojo, isn't that a great sin?

So let me see if the people from outside are serious. If they are, I will slip away and you stop them? "

Xiao Miaozhu was furious: "How can there be such a shameless person like you in this world!"

Before Lin Feng could speak, he heard various voices in the mist, some were young, some were old, some were genuine, and some were sad.

"Junior brother, it's us."

"Don't you know us?"

"I'm……"

Outside, the sound of layers of tiles and beds came in layer by layer, as if trying to persuade him to go out, Lin Feng remained motionless.

In the dense fog, it seemed that someone was seriously injured and crawled into the temple.

Ke Linfeng was unmoved.

How could he not know what was going on outside?

Please, brother, you have been killed by me once, and you still use this trick, it's not vulgar.

Say something.

His method of calling the soul.

It is not as good as asking for the names of witches in the Han Dynasty.

Xiao Miaozhu also looked at Lin Feng, if Lin Feng made any changes, he would stop Lin Feng, but who knows, from the beginning to the end, Lin's face was expressionless.

Even if there are layers of illusion outside.

Lin Feng also sat on the Diaoyutai safely.

He couldn't help but said, "Are you not sad at all?"

Lin Feng turned around curiously: "I told you that I was just a kind person who came to help, why don't you believe me?

I don't know any of the people he mentioned, I'm just a messenger out of interest. "

Xiaomiao wishes to give up.

He told Lin Feng not to go out: "These people just want to see if Mazu is at home.

If they are at home, they dare not be presumptuous, so don't talk to them.

When they saw the temple, they would naturally go back. "

Lin Feng expressed that he understood, and he had no intention of going out to fight, so he was a little curious: "Where's old man Zhou? His god statues have come out, does he care?"

Xiao Miaozhu was taken aback: "Wow, you are so cunning! Have you trampled all the local temples?"

Lin Feng didn't explain. Sure enough, seeing Xiaomiaozhu coming out, the thick fog outside gradually dissipated, and even "Master Guandi" gradually went back. Then Xiaomiaozhu said, "Didn't you ask me how to get around?" Can you achieve your goal through the strange eyes of the underworld?

Your answer is actually in what you just said. "

Xiao Miaozhu stared at Lin Feng and said: "You'd better go out to sea, you ask for a talisman here, and if you go to the sea, Mazu can still bless you."

He said: "The temple here is not a paradise, God, there are times when you can't see it!"

(End of this chapter)