Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 205 Octoclaw Spider Abdomen (6k)

Rush through the bronze gate.

Panting, there seemed to be countless dangers lurking in the dark corridor, and this embarrassed group of people felt palpitations.

Lin Feng had no choice but to burn a sacrificial fire to dispel the surrounding darkness and protect everyone.

He entered the real dangerous place again, the Dora Maha Temple, which was despised by the Buddha.

He didn't use the sacrificial fire to burn the poison around him, and he didn't forget his previous lesson. Lin Feng still remembered that not long ago, he used the sacrificial fire to burn the boa constrictor, which alarmed the guardians here and told all the hounds to be reimbursed. things here.

So far, he doesn't know what this protector is.

It appeared suddenly, and when it left, it disappeared without a trace.

Gamalan only knew that this was the Dharma protector who guarded this place. As for what kind of Dharma protector it was, and what form it was, Gammalan couldn't tell.

He only knows one thing.

As long as the guardian is full, it will fall into a deep sleep, and if it is not stimulated, it will not wake up, nor will it hurt anyone.

He's the most harmless Warder here.

Lin Feng's [Unyielding] can barely feel the shape of the guardian, like a shadow. As for where its food utensils are, Lin Feng feels that there is a shadow, and there may be no such thing as mouthparts.

The chaotic battle just now seemed to be still in sight. After Lin Feng disturbed the parasitic objects on other people's bodies, those centipedes rushed towards the faces of other natives. In the panic, some natives extinguished the torches in their hands.

The darkness fell, and the natives who did not stand in the light all disappeared helplessly into the darkness without a sound.

If Lin Feng hadn't held up the sacrificial fire, the entire team of natives would have collapsed outside the bronze gate.

He didn't ask Gamalan what he saw during the turmoil just now.

Now under Lin Feng's "innate divine power", closing the outer copper door also closed their escape route. They were temporarily safe and came to the inner passageway, and there would be no more enemies behind them.

While observing the surrounding passages, Lin Feng asked Gammaran what they saw just now.

Gammalan: "Bewitched by the devil."

Lin Feng: "Tell me in detail."

Gamalan: "The demon has turned into the appearance of the headless ancestor, bewitching us inside."

Lin Feng: "There are no heads, how did you recognize them?"

Couldn't hold back.

Gamalan is not angry, anger also requires strength, he doesn't have much strength now, and he has to keep exerting himself even to breathe, under such circumstances, he cherishes every drop of strength he has.

"We still know the clothes of our ancestors. Ancestors and wise men often appear in our dreams, teaching us that I can recognize the image of evil spirits at a glance."

Lin Feng nodded to show that he understood, he slightly raised the sacrificial fire in his hand.

After passing through the bronze gate, logically speaking, they should be in the temple now, but this temple looks different from what Gamalan said, it does not seem to be because it was rejected by the Buddha, and it sank to the ground without seeing the sun .

It appears to be built just below the ground.

It is not so much a temple to suppress demons.

It is better to say that it is a Yin temple.

The so-called Yin Temple is different from Cong Temple. Cong Temple is a place where unknown gods are enshrined in the wild. Gods are enshrined inside, but Yin Temple is different. In Yin Temple, evil spirits are enshrined and suppressed.

Similar to recruitment.

This kind of Yin Temple built underground is even more terrifying.

If Lin Feng remembers correctly, this kind of Yin Temple is actually a big tomb!
Rather than saying that they came to suppress demons, it is better to say they came to fight!

He glanced at his dharma sword. The dharma sword was still absorbing the power of this place, and the earth escape technique had not been recovered. In other words, Lin Feng did not have the earth escape technique on him at the moment.

He didn't think he could run past the invisible and intangible guardians. At this moment, there were only a handful of people alive beside him.

Gamalan's face was already very gray.

As for the few remaining natives, they didn't have much fighting spirit.

Lin Feng opened the way with the sound of [fa], and led them to disperse the evil spirits behind the bronze door with a thunderous sound. , specially hid behind the door to extinguish their torches, Lin Feng held up the sacrificial fire now, and could still feel the dark wind blowing his sacrificial torch, wanting to blow out the sacrificial torch in his hand.

Obviously, this tunnel is not as safe as it looks.

The natives who came in with them, including Gamalan, were only six people left.

With him, seven!

At this moment, these natives are resting, they didn't make a lot of noise, just the fight between rabbits and falcons just now made normal people exhausted, they took out their skulls, whispered, to calm their minds .

Lin Feng remained silent, standing where he was, holding a flame in his hand to disperse the darkness.

In his mind, he thought of the picture he saw again.

On the bronze gate, in the lower left corner, the king of Tubo and the Bodhisattva jointly suppressed the evil spirits. Before he came in, he glanced at it, just one glance, and he has remained silent until now.

He suddenly thought of the subject that Teacher Xun had studied before "crazy".

Teacher Xu told him that Professor Han's teacher, Professor Xun, suddenly proposed a theory after a good archaeological examination.

Plateau, Western Regions, Ancient Shu, Western Hunan, etc., are alternative cultures that have the same origin as Yin and Shang culture. Teacher Xun believes that splendid civilizations appeared in ancient Shu, Western Hunan, and Western Regions. These civilizations once appeared in Qin and Han Dynasties Outside the Central Plains, it formed its own unique civilization.

But later, due to various reasons, it disappeared into the historical books.

Only in some fragments and tombs, there is evidence of their existence.

If you take Teacher Xun's "crazy talk" seriously.

Lin Feng somewhat understood what he saw on the bronze door.

It was a picture of Tubo’s conquest of demons under the rule of Esoteric Buddhism. It was about the middle of the Tang Dynasty in the Central Plains Dynasty, at least after Songtsan Gampo. I don’t know if it is realistic or abstract. The Tubo monarch or general, with the help of a Bodhisattva—probably Doro Bodhisattva, led his subordinates to defeat a group of evil spirits crawling out of the pit.

But those evil spirits that crawled out of the pits were not in the form of a common animal.

Nor does it look like the surrendered demon shape that is common in esoteric murals and sculptures.

They are more human.

The person who portrayed all these patterns is definitely a brilliant craftsman.

For these humanoids, the craftsman portrayed the charm of these suppressed demons with just a few strokes.

They focused their pen and ink on the bodhisattvas and kings and generals.

But that kind of rhythm, the kind of rhythm that goes deep into it, is very familiar to Lin Feng, that feeling seems to be on the edge of his mouth, but Lin Feng can't tell what it is, so he chooses to shut up and remember carefully.

In this not-so-quiet corridor, Lin Feng could still hear the sound of breathing from afar.

Because of the particularity of these corridors—they are like an echoing wall, as long as a little bit of sound comes out here, it will be infinitely amplified and then returned, but for some reason, the skilled craftsmen who made it here In the tunnel, the voices are divided into categories.

Ordinary voices, even if they yelled, would not make a sound like thunder.

At best, it is messy and annoying.

On the contrary, things like mantras can make a huge sound with a very low voice, and then it is like thunder!

The deterrent effect is amazingly powerful!
This special mechanism made Lin Feng suspect that the reason why the craftsmen made it this way was to make it convenient for monks to stand at the door and use spells?

If so, it reminds me of the pattern of this thing.

Octopus spider.

The eight claws are used to enhance the power of the spell. If the chest and abdomen inside suppress the devil, at least eight monks must stand outside the spider's legs, chant loudly, and the eight spells together suppress the evil spirits/demons , if this is the case, what is the devil inside?
Is it worth their fuss?

Judging from the layout of the place, no matter whether it is the Tara Maha or Poyeduju Temple, they are all temples passing through Tubo.

Are the demons they suppressed local demons, or like the demons/devils in the previous murals, are they also demons that passed from Tubo to Nanzhao?

Apart from demagoguery in the legend, what role does this demon have?
And from a simple layout point of view.

The underground is the Yin Temple.

Well, on this, there should be a lot of people in the Yang Temple. If there are thousands of monks and their servants, it is not a small expense to support these monks who eat and drink. Who pays for these expenses?

Is it the Bagan Dynasty?

Where did the Yang Temple above go?

Why can't even a little bit of ruins be seen now?
When people are quiet, it is easy to breathe and think about it. Lin Feng thinks from east to west, vast and boundless.

When Lin Feng was thinking about these questions, he suddenly felt that the breath in the distance seemed to be in front of him. He looked back, and [Unyielding] responded, which meant that something was attacking him!

Quietly closing his eyes, Lin Feng sensed that the "person" was attacking him, or it wasn't alone.

It is a group of "people".

[Unyielding] The fuzzy image made Lin Feng's scalp tingle, not because it was dangerous inside, but because he had committed a ptsd.

As we all know, it is bugs that can make Lin's scalp tingle!
Pinching Mama drops, poisonous insects feed big families, right?
You are here to raise poison to start a business!
With a wave of Lin Feng's hand, a lot of wind rushed in along his eyes. Soon, Lin Feng had a general understanding of the tunnel, and he felt that resting here is not a good thing!
Those poisonous insects are recovering!
"Get the insect repellant ready, we should go, otherwise we will all become a nest of insects later."

Lin Feng said, by the way, he hovered the wind around himself, and covered his neckline with his hair, making sure that no part would be taken advantage of!

Hearing Lin Feng's words, Gamalan forced himself to stand up, picked up the skulls around his neck again, and bowed down reverently to them.

Under Lin Feng's gaze, he saw Gamalan kneeling on the ground, kissing these skulls.

Speak piously to them!
These natives, the headhunting tradition, has existed since ancient times.

The head is their status symbol!
The person with the most headhunters is the warrior in the tribe, who can get the priority to mate and allocate resources.

However, the heads they carry with them are not all "lost products" of their defeated generals.

On the contrary, they will still carry the heads of their ancestors. After the death of each generation of Gammalan, they will be sent to a flower bed, put Gammalan on his forehead, and then smoked, and finally the head will be cut off. To pass on wisdom.

These ancestor spirits.

Only later-generation gammalans can carry it.

Just like now, each generation of Gammalan will only ask for help from their ancestors when they are needed.

Gamalan gently kissed the ancestor's head, and took a deep breath into the head. Lin Feng still didn't understand what was going on, but it didn't affect his seeing the effect!
As he took a deep breath.

Gamalan's expression improved visibly with the naked eye. He stood up, shook the bell on his wrist, and blessed the people around him for the last time, then took out the plaster, burned it, and signaled them to take it.

"Fight for the ancestors!"

Gamma Lan muttered to himself, although Lin Feng could not understand Gamma Lan's words, he could understand Gamma Lan's movements.

It was not intended to keep them alive.

Gamma Lan seems to have performed other spells as well.

Walk around them.

Finally, he stopped out of breath and signaled Lin Feng to go!

After Gamalan finished all this, he walked over with a feeling of sweetness all over his body: "People of Ming Dynasty, what did you see?"

Lin Feng: "Bug, it's not ruled out that it's a trick, you'd better be careful next time!
There is a corridor of more than 500 meters in front. On both sides of the corridor, someone dug out the alcove. Inside the alcove, there are people who have undergone suffocation everywhere. If I guess correctly, if we stay here for a while, The 'people' in these alcoves, it's time to come out and beat us! "

Gammalan did not ask what the unit of measurement is for meters.

He already knew the horror of the matter, Lin Feng had asked them, although he is also a wizard, but he is not a dark wizard, and he does not know how to kill.

"There are everyone on Ligera Island. There used to be Fufu Guild Hall here. Only Hei Azhan, who lives in isolation, can perform the slaying techniques you mentioned. Most of them live in cemeteries and corpse forests, and have nothing to do with us." .”

However, the killing technique here doesn't look like it could be created by a solitary black wizard.

Lin Feng wanted to go ahead.

Stopped by Gamalan.

"Warriors of Ming Dynasty, your spiritual sense is extremely important, we need you, so let our warriors go first, the ancestors will protect their heroic souls.

I will leave here with their heads, and their heads will be buried with the bodies of their ancestors, that is their supreme glory. "

Gammalan said.

Lin Feng glanced at these people, and did not entangle with Gamalan about this matter.

He nodded and watched the warriors go first.

Soon, they saw the first alcove.

It is similar to Lin Feng's wind observation.

Someone dug out shrines measuring 1.5 meters by 1.5 meters on both sides of the corridor.

The depth is about 45 cm.

In the alcove, centipedes as thick as fingers were densely entangled, rolling, occasionally climbing down and rolling on the ground.

They don't seem to care about people outside.

In front of this alcove, there is also a gloomy lamp, which is still burning.

Lin Feng didn't know how many years the Bagan Dynasty was, but he knew when Zheng He went to the Western Seas, and the candles that could continue to burn for hundreds of years, Lin Feng thought for a while, and thought it might be a legend The long-burning lamp made of high-quality mermaid oil has this effect!
After so many years, Lin Feng could see very clearly that these corpses were carefully processed. No matter how many years passed, how many poisonous insects were born from their bodies, their human skin was tough and unbreakable!

Because it is a cage!

Under the underworld light effect of this ever-burning lamp, Lin Feng saw this man wearing the armor of the Ming army. From his nose and mouth, insects coming and going came in and out, and screams and wailing kept coming from his body. Get out of the body, with a voice that ordinary people can't hear.

Lin Feng knew very well that someone used magic to imprison the souls of the dead. That is to say, from the point of view of the body, they were dead, but from the point of view of the soul, they were still alive. Someone used magic , Imprisoning them here forever, watching their physical bodies become petri dishes for worms.

This is stenosis.

Using resentment as the benchmark, torment their monstrous resentment, and then use resentment as merit to cultivate all kinds of weird and inexplicable existences to drive away evil things.

This is the basis of smearing!

Lin Feng knew it was not good when he saw this place, because he knew that if Zheng He had really suppressed this place completely, he would not have put so many petri dishes here.

He'll get rid of these things easily.

At least don't ask the corpse of the Ming army with him to stay here!

After all, Zheng He, as the official envoy to Nanyang, should have some arrogance of the heavenly kingdom, not to mention that there are many scholars with him.

The Heavenly Soldiers of the Heavenly Kingdom were made into petri dishes for magic.

What is the system!

Could there be a treasure of Ming Dynasty here?

This is obviously a hot potato that no one wants to touch. Gamalan, the native old fox, doesn't have a word of truth!
Despicable locals!

Lin Feng continued to look forward, and found that these niches were all like this. Within ten meters, there were almost four to six such niches. In a simple conversion, there were almost two hundred to three hundred niches. niche.

This road, everyone is extremely anxious.

But who knows, this road is very easy to walk. They didn't suffer any harm until they reached the end. Lin Feng counted them. Not all the petri dishes around were the corpses of the Ming army, and Some were apparently the bodies of local natives.

As for the monk's body.

None.

At the end of this spider leg, Lin Feng saw a stone wall with nothing on it. For some reason, Lin Feng looked at this stone wall and felt extremely flustered, as if he wanted to It's like making a big mistake.

If you open the stone wall in front of you.

Then the real underground evil spirits will be released!
But there is no need for him to hesitate, seeing the stone wall, Gamalan's eyes showed a gleam of joy, he said something loudly, and then, those natives who were not afraid of death, pushed away the stone wall!
It's a revolving door.

Lin Feng was ready to fight, but he didn't expect that nothing appeared inside the opened stone wall!

And nothing tried to extinguish the fire in his hands.

Business as usual.

This is the biggest abnormality!
Lin Feng walked into it with them, and walked into this legendary temple that suppressed evil spirits/demons.

This is a Buddhist pagoda, so you don't have to worry about the terrible thing that the flames will go out inside. He can see the big day Tathagata at the top of it.

The Great Sun Tathagata used special minerals as pigments, which still have a shining radiance.

Looks like a radioactive source!

Looking at the layout here, Lin Feng let out a sigh of relief. He looked at Gammaran beside him and said, "This is the treasure of the Great Ming that you told me?"

Gamalan wanted to speak, but he squirmed his mouth, but he still didn't say anything.

The native who had entered here with him burst into tears.

Lin Feng didn't speak. He didn't know where the danger came from, but he knew that his [Jian Xin Tong Ming] and [Unyielding] were about to explode.

The outside door was left open.

But the possibility of running away from here, Lin Feng honestly, he thinks it's really not that big!
There is no suppression of the devil here at all!
I'm afraid that the rumors that spread outside, that there are eminent monks from Poyeduju Temple to suppress monsters, are all false.

people here.

It is the real monster.

They are not locals, they should be despicable outsiders. Outsiders mean that they are passed down from Tubo, representing a part of the plateau civilization that Teacher Xun has researched!

The unspeakable part!

……

Outside the primeval forest, "grandfather" brought his bull-like hounds to the outside of the cemetery, listening to the ascetics explain the situation, the "grandfather" that those ascetics were extremely afraid of.

"Papa, no matter what, the problem is on your side. Your nephew has a problem. Your hound led him across the Pig Bara River and entered there. Reek followed him in... "

said the ascetic.

"Grandfather" interrupted them, and said solemnly: "You don't need to judge my juniors, what do you mean, my dog ​​took my juniors away?"

The ascetic monk nodded, and "grandfather" showed a cruel expression. He nodded to show that he knew, and then walked towards the depths of the primeval forest silently, but according to the understanding of these ascetic monks about "grandfather", , whoever is in charge of raising hounds should be in bad luck.

They should be killed by "grandfather".

"Grandpa" was such a cruel person!

There is also Reek, whoever is not optimistic about "grandfather" will definitely receive the cruelest punishment. The ascetic monks watched their grandfather leave and returned to the dojo silently.

"Grandfather" stood outside the primeval forest, leading the hound for a long time before turning back.

"One died."

He said, "Eleven left!"

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(End of this chapter)