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Chapter 212 The Rainy Season Is Coming (13) (3.2k)

From the opened seal of the copper urn, a liquid as sweet as mother's milk leaked out, and it was also like the honey juice in the flytrap, luring people outside to return to the mother's body.

It is also like a flytrap, attracting mosquitoes to enter and digest it cleanly.

Smelling this strange smell, Lin Feng was extraordinarily sober at the moment, he knew that this was because his mother-in-law had digested the coal essence inside and started looking for new prey.

This is a good thing.The coal essence may have turned into the painted skin he wanted. He only needs to stand up, take out the floating painted skin, and put it on his body to complete the operation of deceiving ghosts and gods.

But the bad news is that the mother-in-law has no new prey.

She took a fancy to the only living thing in this house.

Lin Feng himself became the prey of his mother-in-law.

She has lost her mind and doesn't know Lin Feng anymore.

Those juices slowly fell from the copper urn, exuding a particularly strong aroma. Lin Feng didn't want to be an enemy of the mother-in-law in the copper urn, so he could only suffer from this Nanyang native evil.

His hand moved slightly, and the wind blew open the tightly unlocked window.

He knew that there must be something waiting for him outside.

It didn't surprise him.

With his window open, after a few breaths, with the scent of vanilla and evening wind wafting outside, outside the window, the head of the woman that Lin Feng had seen floated over, watching the window open, she As if he had received permission to enter, Shi Shiran floated in.

Although her large and small intestines are drooping, her heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys, her appearance is still extremely charming.

Like a big jellyfish.

Lin Feng did not have the ambition of Ning Caichen.

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He looked at this thing, let out a long breath, and silently thanked Pontiana in his heart.

He "tempted" this Nanyang evil thing to approach him, watched her stick close to him, then grabbed her head, pressed her on the copper urn, rolled away, and hung on the outside of the floating foot building with one hand .

Before leaving, he saw that as the evil thing approached the copper urn, the copper urn showed a completely different reaction from when he was beside him. A large amount of juice seemed to be boiling black water, gushing out of it, and the evil thing The package was clean and returned to the copper urn.

It's like the death worm underneath, sprayed out of its own container, and after a one-hit kill, it returns to peace.

Everything is between ups and downs.

The evil thing disappeared, and the copper urn no longer emitted an intoxicating fragrance.

Compared with the big movement after the coal fines entered.

The movement of this Nanyang evil thing entering the copper urn is very slight.

It didn't even struggle much, and a face appeared on the iron wall of the copper urn.

Only then did Lin Feng return to the floating building, and he looked at Fifth Uncle's floating building. This time, a woman's scream came from inside Fifth Uncle's floating building, which sounded like a scream of joy , other than that, there was no movement in the entire group of floating feet buildings.

No shotgun was revealed.

Uncle Wu didn't turn on the light either.

Uncle Wu seems to be enjoying life.

Except for the patrolling area shrouded in torches, the rest of the place was completely dark.

The patrolling people didn't see Lin Feng either—Lin Feng didn't turn on the lights.

In such strange silence.

Lin Feng felt a big heart palpitation.

This palpitation comes from - heaven.

Lin Feng raised his head and saw the sky. At some point, there were countless evil spirits floating in the sky of Nanyang at night. These evil spirits were dressed in ragged clothes and flew from here and there under the moonlight. fly over.

Behind them seemed to be pulling one piece after another of black clouds, like black wild boars crossing a river, scrambling to spread towards this side.

Devour this piece of land in Nanyang.

Lin Feng looked at these ghastly spirits, and those ghastly spirits seemed to have sensed something, their eyes collectively looked down, and just then, malice enveloped the place, and everything was dark.

Lin Feng had already lowered his head, pretending he didn't see anything, and "cannoned" himself into the floating foot building in front of him, barely avoiding the darkness.

This is the real darkness of Nanyang night.

Lin Feng firmly locked all the windows and lit the candles.

The surrounding Fujiaolou had long been accustomed to the sudden sound, and they couldn't see all the strange things under the Nanyang night.

I saw the quiet "copper urn".

Lin Feng carefully opened the copper urn.

Grandma didn't attack him this time.

She did not appear in the copper urn.

Lin Feng saw a piece of painted skin floating out of the thick black liquid.

Lin Feng fished out the object with a branch, and immediately, a face emerged from the surface of the liquid stirred by the branch, which looked like the face of a mother-in-law. That face stared at Lin Feng, but quickly shrank back.

She is full.

During digestion, copper urns are non-aggressive.

Lin Feng sealed the copper urn again.

Even copper juice can't seal this copper urn. It seems that the mother-in-law didn't know that she entered the copper urn, and this magic weapon would have such a change.

Lin Feng shook the painted leather. The leather looked neither big nor small, about the size of someone's palm.

Let him cover his whole body.

A piece of painted skin as big as a human palm must not be enough.

He shook the object and put it on himself.

The painted skin immediately grew crazily on his body. In an instant, Lin Feng felt that he was wrapped by this thing. That feeling was a bit like...

The way he looked when he lost his fate.

Lin Feng became "transparent in the world".

Lin Feng's eyes lit up, and he picked up the firecracker in his hand. Logically speaking, the firecracker in his hand should be repairable.

If so, he could actually wear it and shoot.

When he had his fate, Lin Feng could fire, but after firing, there would be many troubles.

He hadn't been to the Li Family Ancestral Hall the last few times.

Therefore, his fate is still his own. After he fired, the backlash was overwhelming, but fortunately he died not long after, and it didn't take long for him to suffer.

Compared to the mortal wounds he suffered, being hanged to death by Mazu, swallowed by an invisible enemy and digested in the gutter next to him, the aftermath of firing a gun can hardly be smaller.

So he put on painted skin.

Not even trouble.

You can do whatever you want.

The premise is that he has to repair the fire gun.

The reason why it is so powerful is because its Danwan was a treasure created by the Taoist priests of the country at that time with a lot of painstaking efforts.

But the firecracker got into the water, Lin Feng may need a skilled craftsman to fix the firecracker.

Can you deal with Fifth Uncle?

Lin Feng was not sure.

Regardless of whether this thing is useful to Uncle Wu, he will try it once or twice.

He could feel that Fifth Uncle held him in high esteem and value, and the more so, the more Lin Feng was anxious to gather strength.

Always prepare everything on your side to see if you can resist future risks.

He started to practice, and he had nothing to say all night.

the next morning.

Before the sky was clear, Lin Feng heard the sound of crying again.

After going downstairs, Lin Feng felt that today's air was covered with water droplets, as if he was walking through the rain.

Trees, heavy rain, bugs.

The elements are full.

He sensed the malice of the game.

Unsurprisingly, he died again.

This time, the dead were not only the distinguished guests who came here, but also several members of the thugs team. Their corpses seemed to be eaten by ferocious beasts. The corpses were bloody and bloody. Look.

Just looking at the dead body makes people feel cold all over.

Three people died.

While the monk was doing the ritual, the rest of the people took basins and splashed water to let the blood seep from the cracks in the bricks, and at the same time put some herbs next to the corpses to help them.

Uncle Wu's face was ashen, and he was furious, wishing to kill everyone. Someone beside him reported the situation in a low voice, saying that these people were all eaten by long-haired warthogs - the long-haired warthogs in Nanyang are extremely violent , They have carnivorous animal-like teeth, and there are fangs at both ends of the mouth, which can easily pierce human thigh arteries.

Uncle Wu said that he would set up a hunting team, and recently cleared the long-haired warthog nearby.

Lin Feng pretended not to see Uncle Wu's furious look.

How much of his appearance is real?

Although Lin Feng has seen long-haired warthogs, Nanyang long-haired warthogs, they have rough skin and thick flesh, unless they are caught with spears or traps, they will crazily ruin everything, crops, plants, humans, The first time Uncle Wu got here, he asked people to hunt these beasts, but when these beasts came, the noise was very loud. How did they come in?

After setting up the place and comforting the others, Uncle Wu came over.

"It was originally called Pig Bara."

Uncle Wu was standing beside Lin Feng, wearing shorts with short nose and a gown on his upper body. He didn't cut a single braid, neither did the people from the Fukou Chamber of Commerce. There were many fresh scratches on his body, which could easily be mistaken for This was a trace of last night's joy. Lin Feng took a look at the scars on his fifth uncle's body, sniffed it lightly, and knew that something was wrong.

What lingers deep in the wound is the smell of corpses...

Even after taking a shower, the smell is still there.

Uncle Wu was definitely doing something else last night.

Lin Feng remained calm, pretending he didn't know anything and asked, "This place is called Pig Bara? What does Pig Bara mean?"

He thought of the pig Bara mentioned by Gamalan in the primeval forest. He was not surprised to hear that this place was called Pig Bara, but he had a feeling of "that's how it is".

"Do you know what pigbara means?"

The fifth uncle continued, Lin Feng shook his head, and the fifth uncle explained: "Pigbara means that the wild boars' nests here are as dense as pomegranates, all over the entire pigbara, occupying the treasure land here.

Because of this, no one covets this piece of fertile land, and Fukou Chamber of Commerce's Guijia also tried it, but after a group of people died, they shrank their eggs.

Later, I took over this place, killed a lot of wild boars here, and dispersed the rest of the wild boars, but what I didn't expect was that. "

Speaking of this, Uncle Wu continued to smoke a cigar and said: "The wild boar here really looks like pomegranate seeds, which have been deeply plowed into the fertile soil here.

How many wild boars I kill will come from other places in the next year. The river here is like their mother's milk, and they cannot live without it. "

Uncle Wu said "hetui" without quality, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, and said on the ground: "The rainy season in Rigera is coming, and there will be no sunny days in Rigera for the next month.

Ah Feng, the big one is coming.

Pig Bara's Ten Thousand Pigs Crossing the River is coming. "

Lin Feng nodded. He went back to his upstairs, grabbed a thug, and asked him, where is the settlement of the local tribe?

(End of this chapter)