Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Lin Feng and Teacher Qi had a very happy chat. Teacher Qi is not a teacher of the teaching department, but a teacher of the administrative department.

After finishing the data, he brought over several major students to communicate with Lin Feng.

His work was done, and the rest was the work of the academic coolies.

I will recite the benefits, and you can do the rest.

Lin Feng was calm.

The few students who were pulled into the young men were also very helpless, so, it was time to act like cows and horses for the boss again.

Start chatting.

Lin Feng started to ask. After all, if he agreed to make a program, he had to do things well.

Bad word of mouth, the loss outweighs the gain.

They popularized a lot of knowledge to Lin Feng.

For example, on the bronze wares of the Shang Dynasty, the Taotie pattern appeared most often.

For example, during the Yin and Shang Dynasties, many of the bronze wares dug up today were made by craftsmen who made molds in advance, carved patterns, divided them into several parts, and then used the "mixed casting method" or "single casting method" , pouring these large vessels.

All are observable.

Therefore, Lin Feng: "The pattern is cast by the craftsman, is it well cast?"

Opposite: "Yes, it needs to be dried in the shade and cast in advance."

Lin Feng lifted his spirits: "Then, are there any taboos for these lines?"

Opposite: "Sure, there are no taboos! Maybe it's because I don't know much about it?
Among the patterns on bronze wares, the Taotie pattern was the most common in the Yin and Shang Dynasties, and there are also some cloud patterns.

As for the bronze wares of Sanxingdui, its lines are not particularly numerous. "

Unlike the bronze wares in the Yin and Shang Dynasties, the sacred trees in Sanxingdui were not only cast, but also spliced ​​together. The bronze sacred trees in Sanxingdui were cast separately and then connected.

Among them, the connection of the sacred tree is rare on the rest of the large utensils.

So some people are studying how it is spliced ​​together.

That kind of skill is rarely seen in other masters.

In the pre-Qin period, the lost wax method appeared again.

But that's all for later.

Lin Feng began to direct the topic to where he wanted.

It is the pattern, the most unearthed pattern is the Taotie pattern, although the Taotie pattern has been changing, from simple to complex, and back to simple again.

But no matter what, when Lin Feng asked about his wild boar and snake pattern, the children on the opposite side looked at each other.

'What is he saying? '

"Snake pattern on the face of the pig, what kind of pattern is this, is it from a game?" '

'How to talk to him is more appropriate? '

'How about saying that this pattern has not been unearthed yet? '

'It's okay, this is quite reasonable. '

' Saying he's poisoned, he's fantasizing about something that doesn't know anything? '

'Won't that hurt him too much? '

' Hurt the **** head. '

Considering the person who is the boss, they still didn't do it in the end.

They euphemistically stated that they haven't found this pattern yet.

"Didn't you find this pattern?"

Lin Feng didn't continue to ask, they said no, maybe they really didn't.

Lin Feng then started on the soil of the mould.

He asked where the soil for the bronze casting molds was found.

Opposite: "Ah, there is no theorem for this."...

native soil.

That's it.

After the exchange, Lin Feng held the painting skin in his hand and began to think about the next game.

What he is afraid of is not the night, the most troublesome thing for him now is that the game he is in is not safe during the day.

Why, why, how could this happen!
In any case, the painted skin will be brought in this time.

The question is, how to bring it in?
Lin Feng's first thought was to tattoo it on his body and forcefully embroider it on his body with needle and thread.

In terms of his physical body, if he can't digest the painted skin by force, it is most likely to accommodate it.

See if you can make the game think that the painted skin is part of him.

Simple and effective.

Immediately, Lin Feng reacted.

Something is not right.

If it was in the past, Lin Feng thought of refining and refining it to himself.

But now, what was his first reaction?
Embroider it on your body in a simple, rude and efficient manner, and merge with yourself.

This is too scary!

Because if this is the case, wouldn't he be able to put the firecracker into his body...

The painting style is not right, it is a little crooked!
Lin Feng frowned and didn't say a word. When there was a problem with his train of thought, he had to study the rest of the matter carefully and carefully.

"I can't do this, not because I'm afraid of pain, but the main idea is not right, some are too brutal.

For what reason?
Is it because my body is affecting my thoughts, or is it something else? "

The reason for Lin Feng's fight was later discovered that it was because of strength.

He has a hammer.

Look at everything as a nail—including yourself.

Lin Feng found out and remained silent.

Then at night, he finally thought that he still had a job.

"I love my job, I love going to work, I'm not unemployed yet..."

Lin Feng sent a reminder to start the broadcast.

"I used to have a job, but if I don't go to work, I will lose my job. The live broadcast is often not enough, and it's broken!"

Lin Feng changed the title [24-hour live broadcast, if it is not exactly [-] chickens, it will not be broadcasted]

Three hours later, he went down the air with honor.

Audience: "Open?"

Noble: "Fuck, wait for me to give you a hammer, something is wrong with you."

Screen recording group: "It's numb, where did you go for further training?"

"Don't go to the professional arena to call the wind and shake the rain, but just stay here and be a small anchor?"

Audience: "Tudou, Ma Ma Di Bao, mom will always love you."

Lin Feng was expressionless.

Vulgar, unbearably vulgar, I am such an ordinary person!
Logically speaking, such rude, simple and non-technical praise could no longer make him feel happy.

But the opposite happened.

Lin Feng sat in front of the mirror.

He will still feel happy because of such a simple compliment, at least he feels that he is still on track.

Especially in this way, he can still harvest rice, and more importantly, the advantage of high cultivation is that he can control his emotions at any time.

Not only does the game play well.

What's more, he can even be distracted to get the effect of the show.

Things that used to take countless minds to do.

Now, it's easy to do. …

This kind of thing that can get a lot of rewards with a little effort made the corners of his mouth curl up.

He felt that it was not unacceptable to suffer in the game.

Lin Feng took off his clothes.

Showing a smooth back.

He signaled to the Nuo opera master who was carrying Master Guandi, and told him to embroider the painted skin on his body.

After much deliberation, it's still the easiest way to do it. As for whether it will work, let's try it first.

【Guan Di】Use force, and immediately, the needle in his hand broke.

He looked at Lin Feng innocently.

There is no way, the defense cannot be broken, no matter what tools are used, the defense cannot be broken, Lin Feng thought for a while, and pulled out a hair.

And made a needle from the exchanged Nanyang Jianmu.

"Try this."

Lin Feng said.

Guan Di continued to try.

His hands were corroded by Lin Feng's blood.

Lin Feng: "..."

"Does it hurt?"

Nuo opera master: "..."

……

Returned to the game.

Ku eat.

Lin Feng punched the evil thing, telling him to squat down on the altar.

He withdrew [-]% of his strength, otherwise he could blow the head of the evil thing with one punch.

Eat steamed buns?
Is that bun for you to eat?
I didn't even eat it!
Lin Feng took the steamed bun, dusted off the dirt on it, took a breath, and stuffed it into his bosom.

The evil thing didn't dare to move, squatting there like a dead thing.

Trembling.

As for those wolves, they were all easily dispersed by Lin Feng.

They were all eaten by the darkness, leaving no one behind.

Standing in front of the wild temple, Lin Feng looked into the distance. He didn't know who those tomb robbers were, but he knew that these people were really unlucky.

The aura they carry is like fishing bait.

They easily attracted the danger that he didn't know what.

So he chose to pull out a hair, and when they were almost gone, he threw the hair out.

After killing the tomb robber, the evil thing trembled.

Lin Feng sat in the wild temple until dawn. Before leaving, he asked the evil thing friendly, what is the situation in Yangjia Village?
Evil things do not know.

Lin Feng observed the evil object carefully, the appearance of this evil object made his heart sink.

Asked about the child's lost soul.

Evil things do not understand.

It is purely afraid, it does not have much intelligence.

When Lin Feng came, he touched his back with his backhand.

The painted skin was not brought in.

Not stuck into a bug.

The game does not believe that embroidering painted skin on the body becomes a part of the body.

The sun rises.

Lin Feng walked out of the wild temple, this time he didn't use [Aura Eye: Glance], he walked towards the corpses along the mountain ridge.

He killed these tomb robbers in the air last night, and now he walked to these tomb robbers, and they were eaten by wild wolves.

When Lin Feng squatted down, his movements suddenly stopped.

Well known.

Wild wolves don't eat copper products, so the copper bells on the necks of those large animals are all there, and these copper bells are all sealed by red mud.

There was a chill behind Lin Feng's back for no reason.

What do you mean?
He stood up, not approaching these corpses, until after a while, a woman doing farm work sneaked up from a distance.

The reason why she is called a woman doing farm work is because Lin Feng can tell that she is doing farm work in the fields, and many details can be seen.

She touched it, and when she saw the stranger, she was a little wary.

The clothes on her body were astonishingly rotten.

A real "ragged".

The whole person is also pale and thin.

That's it, Lin Feng suspected that she might have only one piece of clothing in her house.

She looked at Lin Feng warily.

Lin Feng thought for a while, took out the letter, and asked where Yangjiacun was.

"I am the watchman invited by Yang Family Village, the summoner."

Lin Feng reported his family name, who knew that the woman was shocked when he said this.

"Mr. from the provincial capital?"

The woman froze for a moment, she couldn't read, but she saw the red mud on the copper bell, and then pointed to Lin Feng's feet.

Lin Feng looked down.

He found that he also had red dirt on his shoes—but the problem was that he was surrounded by yellow dirt.

"I can't live anymore, God will take someone in!"

Seeing this, the peasant woman couldn't help crying!