Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 325 Alchemy body in bitter kiln, golden lotus in bad water

Zong Yang is numb.

He also thought that although this person gathered the ghost soldiers, he had a "sneaky look", and there were some other thoughts in his actions.

But he's also a good guy.

But who knew, when he got here, he told the Jin family town that it was a "dynamite barrel". In the town, the Jin family played off and they were all ghosts.

Outside the town, the Jin family is out of play, they are all demons.

Soon, this place will become a battlefield, where humans and ghosts fight melee. He looks like a Taoist priest who is a good man, saying that he wants to stew himself in an iron pot.

Zong Yang retreated a little.

It's not something he can handle.

It's a pity that he was manipulated to death.

Where is anything done overnight.

Those shoulds that follow the trend are the result of countless times of hard training.

Lin Feng was too good at handling Zong Yang.

Zong Yang wanted to speak, but was blocked by the words of the Taoist in front of him!

And was convinced.

The young man's enthusiasm was easily lifted out like this.

Lin Feng patted Zong Yang's shoulder meaningfully and said, "Gui County, how can there be smooth sailing in a person's life?

Born in a poor peasant family, even if it is the best, it is like a cow or a horse.

If it was not good, it would have turned into starvation, eaten by wolves, dogs, and beaten to death.

Born into a wealthy family, eating a piece of undercooked pork, and getting dysentery, he will die.

Even if you are the emperor's son, you must be wary of your brothers, fearful of powerful officials, flatter your mother, and fear your father.

If you can't become the prince, you still have to be afraid that your emperor's father will use you as a sharpening stone for the prince to sharpen your brother's heart.

In the end, brothers can't help but kill each other.

If you succeed, you will be the next emperor. If you fail, you will be the thorn in the flesh of the new emperor.

Even if you become the emperor, you have to be careful of falling into the cesspit when you shit, you have to be careful of falling into the typhoid when you are on a boat, you have to worry about the officials next to you when you travel, and you have to be careful when someone wants to "beat the emperor three punches".

Floods in the north, taxes in the south, frontier troops in the west, and water transportation in the east, you have to pay attention to everything.

Even if it is open, there must be the shadow of the late emperor before it is possible to open.

That's it, when someone mentions your name, everyone else will ask, hey, which emperor is this?Which dynasty?
Guixian County, if you want to leave a name in the history, even if it is only to leave a name in the county annals, so as not to make yourself a drop in the ocean, a tiny duckweed, you have to be very lucky and work hard!

If you don't have this kind of style, let alone leave your name in history, even if you survive, you will lack some chances and coincidences.

So, Guixian, this is Prince Zhuan's military talisman...

The opportunity is here, success or failure is in your mind. "

Lin Feng was talking, and stuffed several things into Zong Yang's arms: "To survive in this chaotic world, you must have thirteen points of luck and the luck of smoking from the ancestral grave.

This wave depends on your luck. If your luck is good, I will successfully pass through and defeat the enemy army. You will shoot these thieves, clear up the area, and remove the Jin family’s den of thieves with your own hands.

Keep the name of Qingtian, and get what you want.

If so, you remember to build a few more temples for my lord.

I don't ask for any blood food or food, just burn incense for me during festivals and festivals, and I don't need to waste people's money.

Leave me a few incense sticks, and I can help you expel the evil spirits. If the evil spirits are gone, I, the prince, will almost be gone.

If I don't come out, you and I will die, if there is still a ray of soul floating around, I will cover you to hell!

When the time comes, let's see if we can do a big thing in the underworld, and we will also be princes!
At that time, you will still be the head of my county! "

After some chicken soup, not to mention Zong Yang, even the old oily guards around Zong Yang looked at each other in blank dismay.

A sentence is full of loopholes, but full of emotions to the extreme.

These words are too provocative.

Not to mention that Lin Feng still has the blessing of "will".

Somewhat unfavorable meaning.

Several people were silent, Zong Yang thought for a long time, and knew that he would not be able to leave if he wanted to, if he followed what this person said.

What if?
His heart beat violently, gambling, this is a game engraved in human genes, it can be said that this is a disadvantage, but it is also one of the reasons why people can survive.

This is the choice.

Zong Yang's young face was flushed red by Lin Feng's words.

He subconsciously stroked the firecracker that Lin Feng gave him, and asked, "Then what should I do?"

Lin Feng was very pleased.

Talk about moving.

Getting better.

Someone, got an idea.

It's good to have an idea.

I am afraid that people have no heart or desire.

"Do something that the county magistrate should do, do something to calm people's hearts, and maintain basic order. Remember your identity, you are a local Bailihou, does Bailihou understand?
I give you this soldier talisman. Didn't you say that heavy codes are used in troubled times?
It is not suitable for Prince Zhuan to intervene in your affairs, but fortunately, you are the head of a local county.

Let's make a difference, young man, win over some people, and whoever dares to act recklessly will be shot in the street to make an example to others.

Kill a few Xiaoxiao, suppress this place, maintain order, don't make it difficult for us people in the underworld.

In front of the enemy, what we need most is stability, give me a stable world, for example, the first step, you can shoot them, as a warning to others. "

In broad daylight, a group of swordsmen walked in outside, escorting several prisoners.

If Lin Feng didn't tell the truth, no one would be able to tell that these people were ghosts.

Those people looked at Lin Feng with extremely restrained expressions.

As for the people who were detained.

Those few people are living people, and many of them know sorcery and evil methods.

Carpenter, Mr. Onmyo, a patriarch who travels all over the world.

Someone wrote their crimes on a pleading paper and sent it out.

The evidence is there.

Each is something that can be shot.

Lin Feng motioned Zong Yang to take a look, and then said: "The card is played, pull a group, kill a group, exile a group, Guixian, I have seen your commission, it is only right and proper for you to do this.

These people, today or tomorrow, you can be punished by the Ming Dynasty, and you can handle the rest by yourself. I still have important things to do, so I don’t care about this. "

Zong Yang held the pleading paper and looked at the witnesses and physical evidence with a tangled expression.

Lin Feng left with a bitter smile: "I thought this was the king's way of the world, but I didn't expect that my parents and officials, Bailihou, are not such a city god."

He could see clearly that the whole town had been turned into a city god's land, and he, the parent official in Yangjian, had no means to deal with the demons outside.

They all rely on the City God.

This place is not like a city in the yang world, but a city in the underworld.

Not to mention that someone is depressed.

Lin Feng came outside, and the bird's bald head was escorted by the crowd, and he came outside the temple of Zhuan Wangye.

Outside, the old brothers who can be seen and those who cannot be seen are gathered together.

Lin Feng came to the outside of the temple, the bird was being escorted, saw the person coming, smelled the scent of incense on Lin Feng's body, and said after a while: "I didn't expect that there are people like you today, isn't it afraid that one day, Kang Long will regret it?
They just left temporarily, it's not that they won't come back.

You occupied their ashram and bewitched their disciples and grandchildren. When they come back, everything will be over. "

Standing beside him, Lin Feng was still smiling: "A person lives for a lifetime, and the grass and trees fall in autumn, where is there any time to think about the future?
Qin Ershi said that a person's life is like a carriage pulled by eight horses, quickly passing through the mountain stream.

Someone once said that a person's life is like morning dew.

As soon as the sun comes out, it disappears.

Looking forward and backward, what great things can be done?
Besides, the future is an unknown number. How much can people count in the future, ten years or twenty years in the future?

If you can guess it for 20 years, you are already a peerless arrogance.

How many years can a person live?
But this also shows that the ancients could see clearly some things.

I didn't realize until now that this sentence is so true. Listen, only names and utensils can't be faked by others.

I borrowed someone else's name, so naturally I wanted to do something for the people here.

Clay sculpture and wood carving always have a starting point! "

Lin Feng looked at the bird and said: "Turn on your mind, plug in the iron rod, and come with me to the old house of the Jin family.

If you are lucky enough to go back alive, I will tell you a big secret about your eight beams and three branches, if not, I will turn you into a puppet right now.

Counting chips, iron rods, divination methods, the distance between you and me, these spells of yours are all right.

I will give you three points of vigor and energy, tell you to open your mind and use your calculations, and I want you to unlock the wonderful space art of Jin's old house for me. "

Press people with power.

The ghost holding him let go of Niaojia's bald head, and Niaojia's bald head touched his head and closed his mouth.

It can be seen that he is really uncomfortable.

It's his habit to make him want to piss people off.

His rationality told him that it's best not to, if he hates someone at this time, it will end badly.

It's hard to hold back.

Lin Feng: "Don't hold back, if you want to fight, just come out, it's not a big deal."

Anyway, you are now my master's slave.

Work for Grandpa!

Grandpa wants to exploit you severely!

Birds see clearly and clearly.

The change in the Jin family town occurred not long ago. He had seen it before he came here. The change in the Jin family town happened in the Jin family house.

But a few days ago, the clay sculptures and wood carvings in Jin's town suddenly came to life.

The city gods and land that had been "lost" came back to life.

In other words, this place fell into the hands of a person called "Zian Wang Ye".

He didn't know who this lord Zhuan was, but he met him today.

To his horror, he clearly saw that this "Prince Zhuan" was a living person.

He uses the body of a living person to perform the affairs of the underworld.

It wasn't that there were no such people before, but it was all because something happened to the City God. In desperation, he chose a living person to serve as a temporary substitute to maintain order.

The reason for being able to do this is that the Heavenly Court system is still effective, and there are dynasties and Heavenly Courts suppressing it, so no one dares to be presumptuous at all.

There will be no separatist regime where the sky is high and the emperor is far away.

Now in this situation, how can anyone else do this?

Bird's bald head touched his bald head again, 'Today I really gained insight and opened my eyes! '

Finally, I saw Lin Feng's luggage.

He was even more astonished.

This person looks like a bearer carrying a pole on his shoulders, and there are four clay pots on both sides of the pole.

It is quite heavy to drive.

"what?"

Bird's bald head opened its mouth again, then closed it again, keeping it closed.

see it.

It was torture for him to restrain the desire to complain.

……

Three hours later.

Jin family pit.

The bird's bald head couldn't move even a step, Lin Feng threw it aside, said all that needed to be said, and walked into the deep pit.

This time, there is no illusion and blur like last time.

Lin Feng tempered his spirit into a fortress, and walked to the bottom step by step. The surrounding scenes were very strange, and Lin Feng couldn't tell what he could see.

Some things are beyond his imagination.

When he came to the bottom, he saw the rotten Shenshui, besides Shenshui, there were quite a few stone tablets.

Some dilapidated inscriptions still carry a strong smell of corpses.

Obviously, they are "cultural relics" excavated from some cemeteries.

Shenshei was over there, the closer he got to Shenshei, Lin Feng's mind would flash back images that did not belong to him from time to time, and the "cloud" not far away shrouded him even more.

Slowly but firmly, Lin Feng opened a clay pot and poured out the kiln clay inside.

He dug a hole for himself, like mud, and sat cross-legged beside him.

The chains flew by.

It's been a while since Shenshe died, but Lin Feng's sacrificial fire burned over, the chains flew over, and Shenshe was safe and sound.

Sword Qi and wind fell on Shen Huai.

Shenshe didn't move either.

Lin Feng was not surprised at all.

No matter how you calculate it, even if it is the God of Mount Tai in the kingdom of witches and gods in the Han Dynasty, if he changes his face and becomes a new god, his power is still there.

It's not that God really disappeared.

The rotten boat still has three inches of iron.

A dead skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

Lin Feng burned the "Old Mother of Mount Li" outside without using karmic fire. He realized when he was making pottery pots that the so-called forging, these "intentions", can also become the power of forging.

Yak Gabala's methods are actually similar to those of some sects.

It can't be said that one method is mastered, and ten thousand methods are mastered.

But tricks are also possible!

Powerful external force, the god of tempering, add leverage, pry!

You can pry!

Give me a fulcrum, and I will move the earth!

Afterwards, he opened the pottery jar that held the demons and ghosts, and allowed the contents inside to change in this chaotic "mind".

Under Lin Feng's nose, they became "other people".

Exactly like officials.

The clothes and shapes on their bodies are all changing, and they have turned into another person in their "consciousness".

Lin Feng saw them turned into rotten officials with his own eyes.

Taishan Yamen, the consciousness in the "cloud" seems to have found something to sustenance, and landed on those monsters.

Hundreds of people with hundreds of faces.

Buddha has thousands of faces.

Lin Feng thought of the movie he had seen. In that fantasy movie, the director creatively changed the image of Buddha into a smooth-faced monk like a white-faced steamed bun.

His face is constantly changing, from old man to child, from man to woman, infinitely reorganized.

Every face is quite ordinary and simple.

There is indeed such a description in the Buddhist scriptures.

Seeing the face of the Buddha is a supreme opportunity to "not fall into reincarnation", and the Buddha is a ray of light.

Therefore, how to see the Buddha is a great subject.

It's just that the face of the Buddha in the movie is soft, kind, and gentle, unlike here, where the chaotic meaning is. The faces of these people are chaotic, evil, and It's uncomfortable.

Lin Feng lit a big fire, and it burned here, and it also burned to the mountain behind Jinjia Town!

The fire is soaring.

(End of this chapter)