Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi
Chapter 261
Chapter 261
Memorizing these lines firmly in his mind, the darkness outside began to envelope him.
Lin Feng's hair was broken one by one.
The last head of hair was burning fiercely.
The percentage of life seeds began to disappear.
The bad soil covered Lin Feng.
A huge tree root appeared above Lin Feng's head.
Among the locust trees, a corpse of some years was wrapped in the resin.
He/she is wearing a large robe and a mask, and more importantly, there is a scepter made of gold and brass in his hand, so that people can't see who it is.
"Snake operator".
Many myths in ancient times expressed the image of gods and ancestors as holding two snakes with both hands.
Nor does such a description necessarily mean that the priest held two real snakes in his hands.
It is also possible that he has a serpentine scepter in his hand.
He also has a feather cap on his head.
Colorful feathers are woven into a feather cap.
Obviously not a tall figure, but when he appeared there, Lin Feng felt a lot in an instant.
tall.
Great shore.
skinny.
Weak.
Nausea.
sacred.
The human brain is flooded with so much, contradictory information at once.
It will fall into a kind of "swelling" and "nausea".
Fortunately, Lin Feng was a practitioner after all, but after a tingle in his brain, he regained his composure.
Anyone else will be shot in the head!
Lin Feng didn't know who it was, but he knew that this thing was really evil.
It is not the suppression of the realm.
It is another feeling, another kind of evil, not the art of witchcraft, which is even older than the art of witchcraft in the Han Dynasty.
That was a method that Lin Feng had never seen before...
Lin Feng used the sword talisman to fight his best, but was severely suppressed.
A big swamp appeared under him.
It was eaten by all the pythons.
Lin Feng thought of this, and suddenly "heard" a knock on the door.
Someone knocked on the door outside.
Lin Feng "looked" at it, and the little brother only felt that the wind was blowing a little cool, which was very comfortable.
What a pleasant gust of wind.
"Is Lin Feng at home? Your courier!"
It's not that this courier guy is hardworking and brave, the main reason is that the courier cabinets haven't even arrived here!
Lin Feng chose this place, and that's how the courier delivered it.
Shout twice, throw it at the door when no one is there.
Or find a commissary.
all the same.
The courier came over.
In the suburban counties of the foggy capital, the weather at this moment is still extremely hot.
Taking advantage of the cooler time, the courier came out to deliver the courier.
Even so, this gust of cool wind made him very comfortable.
Even planning to stay here longer.
Putting down the gaming helmet, Lin Feng took out a piece of paper and recorded the textures he saw. Although he knew he hadn't finished drawing, he saw that even the paper with his pen and the table disappeared in front of his eyes. .
Just disappear!
It wasn't smashed, it didn't turn into nothingness, it just disappeared without a trace, even with Lin Feng's eyes, he couldn't tell why it was gone!
Lin Feng suddenly understood some truths, this pattern cannot be carried by paper and pen.
"Uh~"
Lin Feng looked at his empty hands and the original furniture - "Where's my furniture!", roaring in his heart, with a blank expression on his face, he chose to walk out of the house to pick up the courier.
Yep, the nice table is gone!
Lin Feng felt a little heartbroken.
He is also quite thrifty.
He didn't want to spend any money that shouldn't be spent.
"Hi, this is your courier, please sign for it."
Lin Feng strode out of the house, took the package, and signed his name.
Watching the courier leave, Lin Feng glanced at the sender's message, this is an urgent airmail, it will arrive the next day, and the sender is Shazhou's good brother Photo Studio.
"Good brother studio?"
Lin Feng recalled a little bit, and made sure that he had never been to Shazhou, and he didn't know anyone from Good Brother Studio. He went to Liangzhou last time, but he didn't find any history about Dahuaishu Temple.
Due to time constraints, he did not go to Shazhou.
So who in Shazhou can clearly know his location?
Funny letters.
After tearing open the mail bag, Lin Feng saw what was inside.
It's just a photo.
It was the same size as the junior high school graduation photo, 12 inches. Looking at the [-]-inch photo, Lin Feng saw a few red letters on the front of the plastic-enclosed photo.
In 2101, a closing group photo of the Guanshan Kiln Cultural Festival.
Guanshan Kiln...
2101.
That is, the photos of these years.
Lin Feng held this photo between his hands, and someone drew a map behind it with a marker.
Starting from the plateau, there are two routes.
One route is from the plateau, to Yunnan, to overseas.
The other one is from the plateau to central Shu.
There is another one, which passes through Suzhou and arrives at the capital?
Next to this simple map is a poem about the short days of poetic ghost Li He.
Feiguang Feiguang, persuade you a glass of wine.I don't know that the blue sky is high and the yellow ground is thick.
Only when the moon is cold and the sun is warm, come to fry life.
If you eat bears, you will get fat; if you eat frogs, you will lose weight.Where is the god, Tai Yi'an?
There is Ruomu in the east of the sky, and a candle dragon is placed below it.I will cut off the dragon's feet and chew the dragon's meat, so that it cannot return to the court and cannot lie down at night.
Naturally the old will not die, and the young will not cry.
Why take gold and swallow white jade?
Who is like Mr. Ren, riding a donkey in the clouds?
Liu Che's mausoleum is full of stagnant bones, and Ying Zheng's catalpa coffin costs abalone.
Finally, a signature.
Xun Yanyu.
It's Teacher Xun!
For a while, Lin Feng didn't know what the poem Mr. Xun had chosen meant, it was different from the defective products of compulsory education like Lin Feng, and the failed products of improving education.
Teacher Xun is a real cultural person. Lin Feng looked at this poem with the spirit and spirit in it.
Lin Feng felt something was wrong.
He touched Teacher Xun's pen writing with his hand, and immediately felt something was wrong.
Because he felt a very strange feeling.
It's the same feeling as when I saw a finger of the teacher in the game.
They are all weak "will".
Don't do it well, Teacher Xun also practiced it?
If this is the case, Teacher Xun is really unfathomable. The question is where did he go?
Turning it over, Lin Feng saw the front of the photo. There were thirteen people on it, and Teacher Xun was among the thirteen people.
It was a tall, thin man in a navy blue suit.
The people with him, the more Lin Feng looked at them, the more evil they felt. If anyone looked at these people, they could tell that each of these people had the same feeling and expression as the old lady of Yangjia Village, that was them It is no longer a human being.
There was a very disturbing aura about them, they were all puppets who had completely abandoned their humanity.
Clay puppet.
Except for Teacher Xun, who is considered a normal person, there are two other people who also look like high-level cultural elements.
The two stood around Teacher Xun, smiling reservedly.
On Teacher Xun's head, someone circled it and wrote Xun Yanyu.
On the other lady's head, someone circled it, the medicine capital is a teacher, and security is not strict.
Another man's head was also circled, Qie Yi from Suzhou History Teachers College.
The rest of the people, every one of them looked normal, they were grinning, their eyes showed no emotion at all, and Lin Feng had a feeling.
That was the eyes of these people. In fact, they were staring at the three people present. Their movements were artificial, and their eyes kept moving towards the three people present.
Their curled smiles, their gaping mouths.
Like an eater who intends to eat.
The prey was the three people present.
With this feeling, the more Lin Feng looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong.
With the photo in his hands, he returned to the house. From the beginning to the end, the thirteen people did not change, which meant that this photo was dead.
This photo is not so much called [2101, Guanshan Kiln Cultural Festival Closing Photo], it is better to say that it is a group of [Inhuman Hunting Picture], the professors in the picture are the food this time, I don’t know Among these people, except Teacher Xun, who is still alive.
and many more.
Sitting on the ground, Lin Feng suddenly thought, except Teacher Xun, are the rest of them still himself?
In the game, many things are "made out of nothing".
There are many branches.
But a lot of nonsense has something to say.
If someone can pickle himself with red mud, he can obtain another kind of longevity.
Then the people in these photos can also turn a living person into a "clay figurine"?
Lin Feng put it on the table—hey, where is my table?Oh, being eaten, that's fine.
He put it on the ground.
Sit down with your knees crossed.
This is really a wave of ups and downs.
The things in the game haven't been resolved yet, so we have to solve the things here.
Lin Feng kept the photo at hand.
Continuing to meditate.
During the game, after he saw the priest, a reminder of the game finally appeared in front of him.
Finally got a game reminder.
[You have already obtained the early clues of the game "Rebels plotting evil"]
[You have started the first chapter of this game (Northwest Calling Souls)]
【You have collected all the information fragments of the "rebels plotting evil"】
[You chose one of the six game paths of Northwest Calling Soul]
【"The rebel who plots evil"】
【You are about to complete and anchor a thread of history, "The Rebel who plots evil"】
[Game players collect the following four clues to unlock this character]
[[-]. You got the information fragment: the soul of the lost child in Yangjia Village]
[[-]. You got the fragment of information, the rain of the desperate]
[[-]. You got information fragments, Wang Baduan’s cruel experiment]
[[-]. You got the information fragment: the secret of the locust tree]
Have you selected this task as your historical progress of this game?
【whether】
[Attention, attention, if the player chooses yes, the next time he enters the game, he will automatically enter this chapter, "The rebel who plots evil"]
[Attention, attention, select this chapter, it cannot be changed, the selection process is not protected by archive]
[Attention, attention, after choosing this chapter, the game will issue missions]
[Do you want to choose this chapter? 】
【whether】
【Yes! 】
【Northwest Summoning——"The Rebel Who Plans Misconduct"】
[Scene [-]: Entrusted by others, a matter of loyalty]
[Find the soul of the lost child in Yangjia Village within 24 hours of entering the game]
[Life remaining: 1]
[Reward for completing the task: a piece of valuable information]
[Punishment time for this task, the same as before]
(End of this chapter)
Memorizing these lines firmly in his mind, the darkness outside began to envelope him.
Lin Feng's hair was broken one by one.
The last head of hair was burning fiercely.
The percentage of life seeds began to disappear.
The bad soil covered Lin Feng.
A huge tree root appeared above Lin Feng's head.
Among the locust trees, a corpse of some years was wrapped in the resin.
He/she is wearing a large robe and a mask, and more importantly, there is a scepter made of gold and brass in his hand, so that people can't see who it is.
"Snake operator".
Many myths in ancient times expressed the image of gods and ancestors as holding two snakes with both hands.
Nor does such a description necessarily mean that the priest held two real snakes in his hands.
It is also possible that he has a serpentine scepter in his hand.
He also has a feather cap on his head.
Colorful feathers are woven into a feather cap.
Obviously not a tall figure, but when he appeared there, Lin Feng felt a lot in an instant.
tall.
Great shore.
skinny.
Weak.
Nausea.
sacred.
The human brain is flooded with so much, contradictory information at once.
It will fall into a kind of "swelling" and "nausea".
Fortunately, Lin Feng was a practitioner after all, but after a tingle in his brain, he regained his composure.
Anyone else will be shot in the head!
Lin Feng didn't know who it was, but he knew that this thing was really evil.
It is not the suppression of the realm.
It is another feeling, another kind of evil, not the art of witchcraft, which is even older than the art of witchcraft in the Han Dynasty.
That was a method that Lin Feng had never seen before...
Lin Feng used the sword talisman to fight his best, but was severely suppressed.
A big swamp appeared under him.
It was eaten by all the pythons.
Lin Feng thought of this, and suddenly "heard" a knock on the door.
Someone knocked on the door outside.
Lin Feng "looked" at it, and the little brother only felt that the wind was blowing a little cool, which was very comfortable.
What a pleasant gust of wind.
"Is Lin Feng at home? Your courier!"
It's not that this courier guy is hardworking and brave, the main reason is that the courier cabinets haven't even arrived here!
Lin Feng chose this place, and that's how the courier delivered it.
Shout twice, throw it at the door when no one is there.
Or find a commissary.
all the same.
The courier came over.
In the suburban counties of the foggy capital, the weather at this moment is still extremely hot.
Taking advantage of the cooler time, the courier came out to deliver the courier.
Even so, this gust of cool wind made him very comfortable.
Even planning to stay here longer.
Putting down the gaming helmet, Lin Feng took out a piece of paper and recorded the textures he saw. Although he knew he hadn't finished drawing, he saw that even the paper with his pen and the table disappeared in front of his eyes. .
Just disappear!
It wasn't smashed, it didn't turn into nothingness, it just disappeared without a trace, even with Lin Feng's eyes, he couldn't tell why it was gone!
Lin Feng suddenly understood some truths, this pattern cannot be carried by paper and pen.
"Uh~"
Lin Feng looked at his empty hands and the original furniture - "Where's my furniture!", roaring in his heart, with a blank expression on his face, he chose to walk out of the house to pick up the courier.
Yep, the nice table is gone!
Lin Feng felt a little heartbroken.
He is also quite thrifty.
He didn't want to spend any money that shouldn't be spent.
"Hi, this is your courier, please sign for it."
Lin Feng strode out of the house, took the package, and signed his name.
Watching the courier leave, Lin Feng glanced at the sender's message, this is an urgent airmail, it will arrive the next day, and the sender is Shazhou's good brother Photo Studio.
"Good brother studio?"
Lin Feng recalled a little bit, and made sure that he had never been to Shazhou, and he didn't know anyone from Good Brother Studio. He went to Liangzhou last time, but he didn't find any history about Dahuaishu Temple.
Due to time constraints, he did not go to Shazhou.
So who in Shazhou can clearly know his location?
Funny letters.
After tearing open the mail bag, Lin Feng saw what was inside.
It's just a photo.
It was the same size as the junior high school graduation photo, 12 inches. Looking at the [-]-inch photo, Lin Feng saw a few red letters on the front of the plastic-enclosed photo.
In 2101, a closing group photo of the Guanshan Kiln Cultural Festival.
Guanshan Kiln...
2101.
That is, the photos of these years.
Lin Feng held this photo between his hands, and someone drew a map behind it with a marker.
Starting from the plateau, there are two routes.
One route is from the plateau, to Yunnan, to overseas.
The other one is from the plateau to central Shu.
There is another one, which passes through Suzhou and arrives at the capital?
Next to this simple map is a poem about the short days of poetic ghost Li He.
Feiguang Feiguang, persuade you a glass of wine.I don't know that the blue sky is high and the yellow ground is thick.
Only when the moon is cold and the sun is warm, come to fry life.
If you eat bears, you will get fat; if you eat frogs, you will lose weight.Where is the god, Tai Yi'an?
There is Ruomu in the east of the sky, and a candle dragon is placed below it.I will cut off the dragon's feet and chew the dragon's meat, so that it cannot return to the court and cannot lie down at night.
Naturally the old will not die, and the young will not cry.
Why take gold and swallow white jade?
Who is like Mr. Ren, riding a donkey in the clouds?
Liu Che's mausoleum is full of stagnant bones, and Ying Zheng's catalpa coffin costs abalone.
Finally, a signature.
Xun Yanyu.
It's Teacher Xun!
For a while, Lin Feng didn't know what the poem Mr. Xun had chosen meant, it was different from the defective products of compulsory education like Lin Feng, and the failed products of improving education.
Teacher Xun is a real cultural person. Lin Feng looked at this poem with the spirit and spirit in it.
Lin Feng felt something was wrong.
He touched Teacher Xun's pen writing with his hand, and immediately felt something was wrong.
Because he felt a very strange feeling.
It's the same feeling as when I saw a finger of the teacher in the game.
They are all weak "will".
Don't do it well, Teacher Xun also practiced it?
If this is the case, Teacher Xun is really unfathomable. The question is where did he go?
Turning it over, Lin Feng saw the front of the photo. There were thirteen people on it, and Teacher Xun was among the thirteen people.
It was a tall, thin man in a navy blue suit.
The people with him, the more Lin Feng looked at them, the more evil they felt. If anyone looked at these people, they could tell that each of these people had the same feeling and expression as the old lady of Yangjia Village, that was them It is no longer a human being.
There was a very disturbing aura about them, they were all puppets who had completely abandoned their humanity.
Clay puppet.
Except for Teacher Xun, who is considered a normal person, there are two other people who also look like high-level cultural elements.
The two stood around Teacher Xun, smiling reservedly.
On Teacher Xun's head, someone circled it and wrote Xun Yanyu.
On the other lady's head, someone circled it, the medicine capital is a teacher, and security is not strict.
Another man's head was also circled, Qie Yi from Suzhou History Teachers College.
The rest of the people, every one of them looked normal, they were grinning, their eyes showed no emotion at all, and Lin Feng had a feeling.
That was the eyes of these people. In fact, they were staring at the three people present. Their movements were artificial, and their eyes kept moving towards the three people present.
Their curled smiles, their gaping mouths.
Like an eater who intends to eat.
The prey was the three people present.
With this feeling, the more Lin Feng looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong.
With the photo in his hands, he returned to the house. From the beginning to the end, the thirteen people did not change, which meant that this photo was dead.
This photo is not so much called [2101, Guanshan Kiln Cultural Festival Closing Photo], it is better to say that it is a group of [Inhuman Hunting Picture], the professors in the picture are the food this time, I don’t know Among these people, except Teacher Xun, who is still alive.
and many more.
Sitting on the ground, Lin Feng suddenly thought, except Teacher Xun, are the rest of them still himself?
In the game, many things are "made out of nothing".
There are many branches.
But a lot of nonsense has something to say.
If someone can pickle himself with red mud, he can obtain another kind of longevity.
Then the people in these photos can also turn a living person into a "clay figurine"?
Lin Feng put it on the table—hey, where is my table?Oh, being eaten, that's fine.
He put it on the ground.
Sit down with your knees crossed.
This is really a wave of ups and downs.
The things in the game haven't been resolved yet, so we have to solve the things here.
Lin Feng kept the photo at hand.
Continuing to meditate.
During the game, after he saw the priest, a reminder of the game finally appeared in front of him.
Finally got a game reminder.
[You have already obtained the early clues of the game "Rebels plotting evil"]
[You have started the first chapter of this game (Northwest Calling Souls)]
【You have collected all the information fragments of the "rebels plotting evil"】
[You chose one of the six game paths of Northwest Calling Soul]
【"The rebel who plots evil"】
【You are about to complete and anchor a thread of history, "The Rebel who plots evil"】
[Game players collect the following four clues to unlock this character]
[[-]. You got the information fragment: the soul of the lost child in Yangjia Village]
[[-]. You got the fragment of information, the rain of the desperate]
[[-]. You got information fragments, Wang Baduan’s cruel experiment]
[[-]. You got the information fragment: the secret of the locust tree]
Have you selected this task as your historical progress of this game?
【whether】
[Attention, attention, if the player chooses yes, the next time he enters the game, he will automatically enter this chapter, "The rebel who plots evil"]
[Attention, attention, select this chapter, it cannot be changed, the selection process is not protected by archive]
[Attention, attention, after choosing this chapter, the game will issue missions]
[Do you want to choose this chapter? 】
【whether】
【Yes! 】
【Northwest Summoning——"The Rebel Who Plans Misconduct"】
[Scene [-]: Entrusted by others, a matter of loyalty]
[Find the soul of the lost child in Yangjia Village within 24 hours of entering the game]
[Life remaining: 1]
[Reward for completing the task: a piece of valuable information]
[Punishment time for this task, the same as before]
(End of this chapter)
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