Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 207 Wrong (Supplement 3) (5.2k)

A gust of wind was blown by the dim guardian, and the chains were swaying. I don’t know how many years had passed since the master’s body, which was immortal. He sat in lotus legs, his eyes tightly closed, and his skin was sallow as he sat there.

It wasn't until he came to the chains that Lin Feng saw that these chains were demon-subduing chains spit out from the "Suanni head" on the surrounding walls. These chains were engraved with Buddha mantras as small as ants, and they should all be Green Tara The mantra seems to be blessing the guru.

They appeared together at the top of the spiritual pagoda. Lin Feng stood firmly on the chains, maintaining his body balance, staggering. Below him were crawling demons and dim guardians.

Around the master, there is no sound of mantras.

before opening the box.

He deliberately looked behind and saw the "cut out" evil ghost.

Just like the stone-cutting of "Gambling Stone", when he didn't cut the outer stone skin, Gambling Stone didn't know what was inside. Now he cut the statue and saw that there was a "corpse" in the soil, which was Evil ghosts who have lost the largest organ of human beings—the skin, they seem to have turned their skin into clay, lived in it, and kept their vitality for at least hundreds of years.

After the dark guardian came, he didn't do anything to the bloody corpse. On the contrary, Lin Feng also saw that the large amount of smoke from the bloody corpse was choked by the darkness of the guardian, and it no longer evaporated.

Lin Feng's swear words were stuck in his throat, and he swallowed them abruptly.

This protector, what kind of law is it protecting?
Where are you from!

Good guy, you won't defect to the enemy after protecting the law for the past few years!

You big-eyed...

Lin Feng swallowed the next slot and concentrated on fighting in front of him.

Fortunately, what Gamalan said was right, after the Dharma Protector was full, he would not be aggressive. After making a round of patrolling, he disappeared without daring to approach Lin Feng.

After the dim light disappeared, Lin Feng found that even the demons and corpses crawling around the ground disappeared along with that thing.

The protectors also ate the evil spirits that appeared in the soil.

Seeing the above clay sculpture and the corpse inside, Lin Feng thought it was absurd.

They are all things that come out of the soil. Could it be that these demons have different levels?

The "person" who was cut out of the soil died soon after losing the shelter of the soil.

Lying on the ground, there was no movement.

The other three statues, aware of the death of the "companion", closed their eyes one by one, and stopped looking at Lin Feng.

It seems that he is not as knowledgeable as Lin Feng.

They turned a blind eye to Lin Feng, a shit-stirring stick.

Only then did Lin Feng pick up the treasure box in front of him, and looked at it carefully. Besides the gems, he saw a painting on the side of the box, which somewhat resembled the story of the Buddha feeding an eagle with his body.

Some like, not sure, look again.

Opening the treasure box, as expected, it couldn't be opened - after thinking about this kind of treasure box for a long time, Lin Feng tried to drip a drop of blood on a place similar to the eagle's beak to see if it would work.

Lin Feng was not disappointed.

After dripping a drop of blood, the treasure box really made a "click" and opened.

revealed what was inside.

This kind of treasure box is usually used to hold scriptures or Buddhist treasures. Lin Feng opened this thing in front of the master, and saw the treasure inside - a thick copper book, quietly display them.

There are no traps inside the box.

Lin Feng heaved a sigh of relief, seeing this, he glanced at the master again, wanting to see if the master was angry.

At this look, Lin Feng's eyes collided with his master's.

Lin Feng choked for breath.

The master looked a little angry!
Lin Feng remembered very clearly that before he just came up, the master's eyes were definitely closed, unlike now, the master's eyes were opened straight open, looking at him.

Lin Feng tried to move the treasure box in his hand, and found that what the master was looking at was indeed not a treasure box.

The master is looking at him!
The master's eyes are very strange, it is not the difference between God or no God.

In Lin Feng's view, the master's eyes are a kind of strange "nothingness", a kind of "emptiness". His eyes, an organ, are different from the original intention of normal people using the eyes. The master observes people, The organ is definitely not the eyes. The reason why there is this "seeing" action now can only be regarded as an "instinct" that the creature has not forgotten.

【Jian Xin Tong Ming】was a bit of a warning, but he didn't move at 【Unyielding】, which meant that he wasn't attacked by negative emotions such as bewitching or depression.

Explain that the master only intends to tear him apart, not to deceive him.

Seeing this, Lin Feng simply opened the copper book in the treasure box and began to write down his memory silently.

This is a strange letter. Lin Feng doesn't know the words on it, but he can probably tell that these words are like the Basiba script led by the emperor Basiba.

Next to this text, there are Pali commentaries.

It should be Phagsi Bawen.

As for the Pali notes that follow here...

This is not the scene in the Tang Dynasty.

This is almost something left over from the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty. Although the Bagan Dynasty existed at that time, it was about to reach its late stage and was in the puppet period. The entire Bagan Dynasty was full of demons.

Is this tower burial a building at the end of the Bagan Dynasty?

What the native said - the eminent monk who appeared from the temple, I am afraid it is also false.

Phagsi Bawen was popular for a very limited time, almost a century or so.

Basiba script is the product of Basiba, the Mongolian master of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty who met Shengxianzhai in Xiangxi. It was the script studied by Kublai Khan, the monarch at that time, and asked Basiba to replace the Mongolian Yuan script at that time. It was indeed popular for a period of time, and then it was buried in the soil again and was not reused.

Looking at these Phagsipa and Pali annotations, Lin Feng's face turned bitter.

It's broken, and it's raised.

I don't know any of them.

He had no choice but to flip through the copperplate book quickly, imprinting everything on it in his brain forcibly, and after making sure that he could still remember these words clearly when he went back, he put down the box and the copperplate book.

This is the benefit of practicing.

The reason why Lin Feng remembered so quickly was because he was afraid that he would be beaten to death by the Buddha's magic pestle because he stole something from the Buddha.

This kind of thing is impossible to say.

Lin Feng's wind is constantly concerned about the master's side, confirming the master's movement when reciting the book - if there is a movement, Lin Feng can jump up and run immediately, he intends to return the same way, and the rest of the seven spider legs What, he doesn't know, but the way he came from is the art of surgery, that's enough.

The known is better than the unknown.

After making sure that he could write down these, Lin Feng saw that the master who was sitting peacefully had stretched out a hand towards him.

In his hand was a piece of tanned leather, as if he was going to pass the leather in his hand to Lin Feng.

Naturally, it is also possible that he still intends to crush Lin Feng to death with this one hand.

However, looking at the canine teeth and dense black hair growing out of the master, Lin Feng thinks the latter is more likely - the master is about to become a dumpling, so he probably won't be so friendly.

To be honest, Lin Feng is not afraid of his master becoming a zongzi.

What Lin Feng was afraid of was that after his master turned into a zongzi, all the demons and ghosts he suppressed would break out of the ground. This is still "really breaking out of the ground".

More importantly, he didn't know whether he took the master's treasure box or did something to call the master's corpse change?
Before he had time to understand these things, Lin Feng grabbed the leather, stuffed himself, and jumped down!
During this period, within a short period of time, the skin of the master began to fall off continuously, like "dry wall skin" or "dummy made of clay". After the skin of the master grew hair, it became It began to fall off continuously, exposing the mud brick underneath.

Hey!
A plant!
Lin Feng cursed fiercely, knowing that he guessed wrong again.

When he entered here, he was still influenced by the legends of the natives. Even though he overturned many guesses, he still preconceived that the layout here was a pagoda burial for the master to suppress the demons and ghosts here, but he guessed wrong. This man is not a guru at all.

This is the goddamn deity here!
The feet of the eight-legged spider here are not auxiliary, but the main force of suppression.

If you say it like this, everything can be explained, no wonder the guardians here only deal with people like him, no wonder the guru here is on this strange chain, this chain is not a guardian, it is imprisonment!

It turned out that he was the ignorant intruder!
I am the one who came!
Lin Feng couldn't take it anymore!

Although he didn't get any benefits here (temporarily), he knew very well that there was definitely a problem here and he couldn't stay for long.

From top to bottom, there is a strange feeling, whether it is the transmission route of Tubo-Nanzhao-Nanyang folk customs, or what he saw today-resurrection from the dead from the perspective of a funeral , Lin Feng had a strange feeling, especially the "corpse" he cut out from the soil, and the corpse that buried himself outside the pagoda, all of which revealed a very strange thing.

What happened here back then is absolutely different from what these natives said. Everything here seems to have something to do with the strange funeral customs.

He jumped directly from the top chain, about 15 meters. A normal person would have fallen to his death long ago, but Lin Feng's physique, wind, and the [mountain spider boots] under his feet kept him safe. One fell to the ground, and then one rolled on the spot, and rushed towards the way it came.

I have already earned it, so there is no need to stay here.

The skin of the "Master" kept falling off like dander. Lin Feng looked back and found that the skin of the "Master" was indeed covered with dirt. Fortunately, the Guru will not fly into the sky for the time being. He didn't continue to summon his family's "lazy guardian". He seemed to want to climb down from the chains like the rest of the devils, grabbing his limbs, like a wild beast, without reason.

Lin Feng protected his head and slammed into the stone wall in front of him.

Following his impact and the abnormal shaking of the chain, finally, fire oil flowed out from the mouth of the top Suanni, and began to burn violently.

Tung oil fire!

Lin Feng was numb.

Why don't you leave it here to enforce the Dharma-ending era?
In the age of gods and ghosts, it’s fine if you don’t use spells or spells. What’s wrong with using kerosene? In such a semi-enclosed space, are you sure these clay figurines can breathe?

Will they die of respiratory burn infection?

They can't breathe, people who come here need to breathe.

I don't think you want to deal with these clay figurines.

You want to deal with the people who come in to subdue demons and eliminate demons!
This is "closing the door and beating the dog"!

Although I scolded myself, Lin Feng still made a way out.

The stone gate was indeed locked, but fortunately Lin Feng hit it a few times, the stone wall was fine, there was a big gap at its connection, and it collapsed!

Just at this moment, Lin Feng saw another passage. This passage was lifeless, and there were no niches around it. The road here seemed to lead to a place of darkness. Fortunately, this was an eight-legged spider, not a six-legged spider, otherwise Lin Feng might think more.

The road has changed?
Glancing back, the master had already left, and the tung oil flame did not do him any harm. More and more skins fell off his body. As more and more human skins fell, Lin Feng saw those who were originally The dug up corpses, the corpses piled up inside the wall, crawled out one by one.

The most frightening thing is not these corpses. To Lin Feng, these corpses are really nothing. Lin Feng saw that the soil that was originally "dead" all began to revive after the master came back to life, as if turning into A torrent was formed, and it slowly permeated toward him.

These soils are the most terrible things.

Lin Feng's left eye saw the two shadowy worlds, which seemed to overlap, and the corpse behind chased him down, so Lin Feng simply closed his eyes.

[Unyielding] showed a strange effect. Those scorpions continued to attack him mentally. This is a good thing. After Lin Feng closed his eyes, he stepped on this dark road.

Behind the torrent rolling.

Lin Feng had no other choice.

He picked up the firecracker, the three balls can be used, but the firecracker itself cannot be used, which is outrageous.

You can use this thing to slaughter ghosts and gods.

Can't you engrave a curse on it?
outrageous.

Some fantasy, but not much.

Lin Feng walked out with his eyes closed, and walked steadily on the road that exists in reality according to the threat level of those slapping techniques.

As for where the illusory road leads to.

Lin Feng didn't intend to know at all.

Wherever love goes!
……

Outside the virgin forest.

Uncle Wu was smoking a cigar given by a foreigner, and there were still bloodstains on his pants that had just dried up.

Dirty black color.

There were Westerners standing beside him, and his face looked ugly.

He said in an extremely unprofessional language: "Papa, you should restrain your movements a bit. If you continue like this, the governor will be angry."

Uncle Wu was not nervous at all, he smoked and said, "No, no, the governor is far away, he won't care about us little ants, it's not the governor who is angry, it's you, you are afraid of things here, you Can't cover up.

You are afraid that the governor will know that you are here to cooperate with me to kill all the piggies and natives here, and intercept a large amount of supplies.

This is what you are afraid of. "

Hearing this, the faces of the Westerners became even uglier.

"You have to remember your identity, Papa, even the curator of your Fukou Guild Hall would not dare to talk to me like this, a few years ago, you were nothing more than a piggy than a dog!

The director of your Fukou Hall is right, you are an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf, and you are a dangerous hyena. If you are with you, you will bite you at any time.

Let me remind you, Papa, we can give you the right to reclamation here, or we can take back the right to reclamation here, don't try to fight us.

Compared with us, you are just a poor oriental piggy! "

The Westerner threatened Uncle Wu, spit on Uncle Wu's face, but Uncle Wu didn't care: "It's almost time, it's just this month, after one month has passed, your and my wishes will be perfectly fulfilled.

At that time, you and I will not have to be afraid of the governor.

Remember what I saw with you?
Didn't you also taste the benefits of that thing, look at your sagging skin, look at your crotch that has been unable to get up for a long time, don't you feel so many years younger?
You have also gained benefits, eating salted fish can satisfy your thirst, if you eat rice, you have the fortification to eat rice, and if you eat pork red, you must have the intention of eating pork red.

There is no choice. "

When the Westerner heard this, his complexion finally got better, he looked at the scene in front of him bitterly and said: "Papa, this is the last time I will wipe your ass.

Keep things clean. If someone finds out, you can explain it to the law enforcement officer yourself! "

After finishing speaking, he left angrily.

Uncle Wu looked at the person who left, exhaled a mouthful of smoke, and laughed disdainfully.

The thugs behind him looked a little bit wrong, they looked like they were about to vomit, Uncle Wu didn't say anything, just looked at the primeval forest in front of him, and signaled his men to speed up.

He was carrying a shotgun, and in front of him were a large number of hounds, but these were not important, what was important was the big river in front of him, with its turbid waves, and the corpses of old, young, women and children floating on it, crocodiles and other beasts were hidden in it, Feast on it.

The exotic flowers and plants on both sides of the turbid waves are extraordinarily bright.

It looked like a sea of ​​blood.

After the Westerners left, Uncle Wu put his double-barreled shotgun on a woman's head indifferently. The woman yelled in fear, and the man not far away kept begging for mercy. Uncle Wu was unmoved. .

He shot the woman's head off, and then killed the man.

"Take all the girls here back and tie them up in the building until they are willing to go to the mansion themselves!"

Fifth Uncle said cruelly, in his black pupils, at the bottom of the river, a big boa constrictor opened its mouth,
That big python looked very much like the one on top of Fifth Uncle's head. This big python kept going up and down the waterway, swallowing its own corpse and spitting it out.

Seeing that the matter here was settled, Uncle Wu tightened his grip on the shotgun, grabbed the hound and said, "Okay, I'm going to save that kid.

This big show really wouldn't work without this brat. "

His thugs overwhelmed several black wizards, and Uncle Wu put the shackles around their necks and drove them forward like hounds.

"Come on."

He shouted in the local dialect: "If you don't satisfy papa today, then I can guarantee that I will ask my little cuties to take your intestines out of your ass. If he dies, don't worry, I will Make you grow bright lights, and wait for him to come out forever."

　Changes will be added from time to time, and there will be a two-in-one at night
　　
　
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