Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 20

The blood god is not simply a corpse.

Trees can also become blood gods.

But, is the tree outside [Qingquanzhai Forbidden Area] really a tree in the normal sense?
Lin Feng was not sure.

Before he received the game console, he had lived for 20 years. During these 20 years, he had never heard of the aerial roots of the banyan tree looking for opportunities to penetrate into people's brains and suck their brains.

Based on this, he believes that there may be problems with the banyan trees in Qingquanzhai.

It is also possible to become a monster.

Also, Lin Feng thought of the scene that the mountain god showed him.

If the mountain god did not lie, in the dark night, the person who was wearing folk costumes and talking to Jin Yiwei was the Great Elder of Qingquan Village.

The Jinyiwei shopkeeper on the opposite side said "bring your son, daughter-in-law, and grandson into the capital", which coincides with the news that Zhu Baihu revealed earlier.

On the other side is Jin Yiwei who came to ask for the map.

But it wasn't the second batch of adults from Qianhu who went up the mountain.

Qianhu went up the mountain to check the situation because the first batch of Jinyiwei who went up the mountain were affected by the Gu technique.

The information he passed down was that all the people in Qingquanzhai had died or disappeared.

It means that when he went up the mountain, the cottage was already empty.

According to the memory of the mountain god, it can be inferred that Jin Yiwei and the Great Elder were poisoned, most likely, it was an accident, and secondly, someone poisoned them.

In their panic, they didn't even care about the map on the ground.

Qianhu went up the mountain to take advantage of the off-the-shelf.

But if so.

The elders, the residents of the cottage, Jin Yiwei, all died.

There is no one in the cottage.

How did Jinyiwei Qianhu, who went up the mountain in the second wave, die?

Whoever kills them will concoct them into [five internal organs incense].

The cottage is full of secrets!

This game is interesting.

Lin Feng looked at the gray [Enter Game] and the red [Exit Game] in front of him, and quit temporarily. The bgm and bloody text in the underworld made him feel uncomfortable.

He backs out.

There are still three and ten minutes before we can enter the third act, Road.

Set the alarm clock and sit cross-legged on the hotel bed.

The method of shaman cultivation is indeed still in his mind, he thought about it, this method of cultivation is not difficult.

After getting started, it is the ninth grade.

The ninth-grade stage of this door is called gas extraction.

The means of cultivation entry is called enlightenment.

The so-called enlightenment is that people go out of their minds to ask nature and all things, who would like to be friends with you, and see which spirit will take care of you, and you will just put on your face and get some wool.

Between heaven and earth, everything has its own owner, and if it is not my property, I will not take even a tiny bit.But the breeze on the river, and the bright moon in the mountains, the ear hears it and makes sound, the eye meets it and makes color, there is no restriction on taking it, it is inexhaustible in use, it is the endless treasure of the creator.

All things have spirits, and even a single hair on the Creator's body is thicker than the waist of an ordinary person.

This method is called element affinity in foreign countries, but in China, it is still hard work for the Northeast Great Immortal to come up with an example, that is, the immortal family sees that you are destined, and asks you to be a disciple of the horse immortal.

There is no incense and no Dharma protector at hand, but fortunately this practice doesn't care about this.

In the law of a wealthy couple, fate is the most important thing. In Lin Feng's view, this is much more demanding than in the law of a wealthy couple.

According to the breathing method mentioned above, Lin Feng gradually exhaled, inhaled, exhaled, inhaled...

The mastery of swordsmanship played a certain role, practicing swords, peace of mind, good foundation, Lin Feng fell into meditation very quickly, and after 3 minutes, he fantasized that there was a deep lake in front of him.

Broad as the sea, gentle as a mirror, deep as an abyss.

Here he feels the elements of nature.

Falling into "settling".

This is what he couldn't do before.

10 minute later.

The temperature around Lin Feng dropped slightly, and the originally bright room became a little dark.

There was wind blowing over his body, but it was a cloudy wind.

The permanently fixed skills did the trick.

【Wild Fox Zen】

[Affinity of all things] and [Favor of Gods] have some effect.

It is written in the Water Margin that whenever merchants are on the road, and they rest in the morning and evening, there are two unavoidable things: eat a bowl of leprosy and sleep on a death bed.

The attractiveness of Lin Feng's body and the call of his practice called some residual power, ready to move.

Fortunately, for some unknown reason, the power of ghosts in this world is so weak that it disperses at the first blow.

Not to mention that Lin Feng still has dragon and tiger body protection on his body.

An invisible feeling radiated from Lin Feng. Lin Feng felt that he was standing in the center of the lake, and beside him, it seemed that there were many people talking to him.

There are fire, water, thunder and lightning, trees, clouds, wind, and some inexplicable beings. Lin Feng extended an invitation to them, and the one who got there first was the wind!

The wind entered his body, and for a split second, Lin Feng felt as if he had walked out of his body with the wind. He saw himself sitting cross-legged on the bed, watching the wind open the window, watching the curtains sway in the wind, watching Not far away, directly under the computer desk facing him, he looked at him with a face.

Lin Feng's mood fluctuated with a sharp modal particle, and he suddenly withdrew from that strange feeling.

He opened his eyes.

There is nothing under the opposite desk.

Lin Feng didn't believe it. He stood up and took out his phone, but the camera couldn't take any pictures.

"Hallucinations? Dazzled?"

Glancing at the window, he closed the window before entering samadhi. During the day, the weather became hot, and it was common sense to close the window and turn on the air conditioner.

The window was open.

The hot wind from outside blows in.

It's not like a hallucination.

That is, what is really under the desk?
Lin Feng came to the window. For some reason, he always felt that the wind blowing over him was extraordinarily gentle.

Closing his eyes, Lin Feng stood and breathed, breathed, breathed, breathed again.

His mood gradually calmed down, and he came to the side of the lake again, and the surrounding wind gradually entered his lungs.

Gas extraction.

Lin Feng walked out of his body following the wind again, this time, he did not follow the wind to go outside, he looked under the desk, under the desk, a pair of bloody eyes looked at him.

With preparations, this time, he did not go out from the "sedation" state, he looked at the bloody eyes, and the bloody eyes also looked at him, walked a few steps, his eyes did not move, staring at Lin Feng's body.

"..."

Back to the body again, check out, pack up, go home.

I ran into an old man who didn't belong to this world.

No intention to disturb, goodbye.

Going home, 10 minutes to three, Lin Feng hesitated a little between "set" and entering the game, and then entered the game.

He secretly blamed himself.

He regretted that he was hesitating between the game and "Ding", "Ding" was fun, but the game was more fun, especially the cutscene, which whetted his appetite.

Entering the game, under the damp bgm, Lin Feng chose [Start Game], just opened his eyes, he heard the guide beside him say in despair: "Master, the mountain has collapsed, we can't get there, we have to take a detour .”

　I just said delayed update, didn't say cut...

　　I write well...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)