Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 386
All were thrown into a terrified confusion, and they found that their guesses seemed to have gone terribly wrong.

They always felt that this should be the mausoleum of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

But now I saw the corpse that was hanging on it and began to wriggle.

This is not like what people in the Western Zhou Dynasty did.

Even if they were buried, they would not be so fine.

Although it is a bit cruel to say that a sacrifice of a person is cruel, but the fact is that compared with the Shang Dynasty, which formed a set of sacrifices of its own process-female sacrifices to the god of the river, young people to the sacrifice of the god of wind, This person wants to kill this way, that person wants to kill that way.

The Zhou Dynasty seemed much simpler. There are so many corpses hanging on it, obviously they were not made by people from the Western Zhou Dynasty.

But it wasn't made by people from the Western Zhou Dynasty, who made it?

Is it from the ancient Shu Kingdom?
Impossible, the culture of the ancient Shu people is divided into several layers, the silkworms and the yufu, how at a loss was the founding of the country, what we are talking about here is the civilization of the ancient Shu country.

However, the biggest problem now is that the ancient Shu Kingdom did not have the luxury to use so many human sacrifices.

Resource not allowed.

Just when everyone was terrified, some liquid seemed to fall from their heads. The viscous liquid fell on their bodies, and they raised their heads involuntarily.

"what is that?"

Someone said dully behind the gas mask, but no one answered his words, and one of them picked up the weapon in his hand.

But what he meant was clear.

Picking up a weapon is a subconscious reaction, and he is unwilling to attack him by force. What he means is, run!

Run first!

……

Lin Feng smashed the stone in front of him, looked at the "abyss" in front of him, and remained silent for a long time.

The shocking feeling that he passed through the stone gate to release the space just now was almost no less than a fight.

But the three people around him didn't feel anything.

They just woke up and felt the enemy with malicious intentions. The strange thing is that neither the wronged soul nor other dangers came towards this side.

Lin Feng held the roll of bamboo slips in his hand, and did not enter rashly.

His brows and eyes started to burn with energy, and the [Qi Guan Dharma Eye] seemed to shoot a red light, patrolling the "organ" in front of him.

He can be sure that the space in front of him is indeed wrong.

This is definitely a part of the underworld. Even if it is not, it is definitely not ordinary. If he wants to go in, Lin Feng stretches out his hand and moves towards the back.

The magic weapon in the distance flew over, but it just went around in a circle. During this period, nothing attacked his formation flag.

There is no interest in dead things, monsters here.

The constantly shaking "Sanxingdui cultural and creative face woman", she hesitated to "shake" in the distance.

She didn't move forward, and she didn't dare to move forward, as if there was something here that made her afraid.

In her body, a large amount of black matter was separated out, and these black matter turned into another female god statue.

A strange state.

Lin Feng used the wind to block the sound here, and stared at him with burning eyes.

He didn't know what he would meet, but he knew clearly that the opponent he met had extraordinary malice towards the historian.

This is not in the previous game.

In the rest of the game, Lin Feng was doing missions with other people, even if the mission failed, it was nothing more than death.

But now, Lin Feng discovered that someone was using historians as materials, using their eyes and lives as anchors.

Lin Feng cannot accept this method.

And Lin Feng didn't think that if someone knew that he was a historian, he would let him go.

This is the most immediate danger.

Standing at the entrance of the cave, Lin Feng needs to use the method of suppressing demons with a big scorpion to suppress a qi, or it can be considered that he has suppressed a road.

He wants to pass a road and come out.

Otherwise, it is very likely that when he walked in, what he saw was a person who had been dead for an unknown number of years, or he might meet a soldier who had just killed a person and came out, because he saw the corpse floating inside. Gradually fade away.

It's a historian.

Someone buried the historian inside like a pillar, and fixed everything he saw with his eyes. All this shows that there are some things here that can transcend time and will not be anchored by time. At this time, the historian needs to appear.

so what?
Those who use historians as tools, what do they want to turn into established history?
While thinking, as far as Lin Feng could see, Yang Gong's feng shui technique could also come in handy here, provided he could clearly see the direction inside.

In order to prescribe the right medicine.

Lin Feng destroyed the "Life Support Cabin" in front of it, which did not have a slight impact on this place. The historian who was buried in it floated out here, and the vitality was rapidly disappearing.

All the history they saw gradually faded with their death.

Fortunately, Lin Feng saw all of this. From now on, what Lin Feng saw was the established history.

Before Lin Feng died, he could anchor all these.

The magic weapon fell into it, and Lin Feng looked at the bamboo slips with both eyes.

On the bamboo slips was a paragraph of words that Lin Feng didn't know very well. Fortunately, there was someone beside Lin Feng.

I don't know it, but can you read it to me?
"Teacher Xun, please hold your hand and see what is written on it."

Lin Feng handed over the bamboo slips, Teacher Xun: "Where did you get this?"

Teacher Xun felt that the scenes he saw with this young man were more strange than the scenes he had seen in his life.

Second only to him digging and opening the "gate of evil" in the Central Plains for the first time.

Open the bamboo slips, the words inside, "Like a bird and a beast".

Although the tornado of resentment in the distance is not coming towards this side, the wind that hangs makes this place extremely biting.

Teacher Xun shivered from the cold. He glanced at the bamboo slips, carefully identified them and said: "This is the writing of the ancient Shu Kingdom. I happen to know these writings, but these writings seem to be of a certain type, a sacrificial style, no. , is a narrative, these dozens of words, record a story.

It's very obscure, and there are some professional words in it that I don't know.

I can only look at a rough idea. "

Lin Feng said it's okay, you continue to look, I'll look ahead.

I'm going to rescue your buddy, you see what story is recorded on this.

An array flag was stuck in, Lin Feng settled down a bit, and then walked in with Hong Ni, Teacher Xun was focused on two things, Lin Feng had an extra arm to grab him, it was dozens of words, Teacher Xun looked like Fascinated.

deliberate.

He didn't even realize that the extra arm might be two arms away from a normal person. The young man in front had more than three hands, he might have dozens of hands.

"This is not where we came in."

However, while reading, Teacher Xun still raised his head and said.

They didn't come in from the direction of the stockade. After they got the books from the tomb of the Yellow River, they took the plateau-South Sichuan-Central Sichuan line. When they walked in, they met another entrance. There was a The guy died, and a strange beast appeared.

They followed the strange beast and arrived here.

They touched the place where the liver was, but when they left, they walked in through the stacked warehouses that were about to rot.

Unlike now, I don't even know where the warehouse is.

"It doesn't matter anymore."

Lin Feng said, what he said was the truth, it didn't matter where they came from, because the direction they were going in was straight to the essence.

It is not without effect to burn a large amount of essence and make offerings to vertical eyes.

In Hong Ni's hand, the string of dzi beads also began to emit hot breath, which was stimulated.

Whether it's my master's aura or not, the thing that attracts Dzi Bead is just ahead. Dzi Bead is so impatient that Lin Feng saw a burst of energy appearing from Hong Ni's hand and extending forward continuously.

A large number of mastiffs with the blood of "Wai Dou" jumped out of the void. They were very different from the previous ones. They looked like black stone hyenas on fire. They rushed towards the eyes and quickly disappeared here .

Hong Ni made an "ah" and took off the dzi bead in her hand.

Incredibly hot.

Lin Feng grabbed the dzi bead thrown on the ground with one hand, the whole dzi bead became hot, Lin Feng grabbed the Tianzu.

Immediately, the low thunder sound collided with the scorching heat of the dzi bead, constantly confronting each other.

Feeling the sound of thunder, Tianzhu finally stopped temporarily.

Hong Ni had no objection to Lin Feng holding the dzi bead by her side, that is, with Lin Feng's "intent" blessing, otherwise, Hong Ni's mentality would have exploded.

Even for a person like Xun Yanyu, he is constantly and gradually approaching the truth of the world, constantly strengthening his psychological construction, and only then can he see the things in front of him clearly.

Hong Ni is different, she directly stepped into the new era.

There are no two high walls around, and there is no corridor. The road that Lin Feng walked is a safe "priest" passage, and the surrounding is filled with a lot of silk, which is wrapped on some silent stone carvings.

The quality of these silks was beyond Lin Feng's imagination. Lin Feng touched the silks with his hands.

Good on.

tough.

To put it bluntly, it is only the shock absorption and toughness that can exist as armor. Lin Feng tore off the silk with all his strength, revealing the cold stone carvings inside.

These stone carvings are all insects.

lifelike.

It makes people feel cold all over.

Behind these stone carvings are bronze pillars, and there should have been light sources on these pillars.

It's a pity that I don't know how many years have passed, but the people who were evacuated here did not leave the light source behind.

It's kind of dark all around.

Still relying on Lin Feng's hand to light up the lamp, he moved forward. It was four meters wide from left to right and six meters high from top to bottom. The light from the fire shone on it, and the bronze reflected it.

Hong Ni screamed out in fright.

"They're all dead, don't be afraid."

Lin Feng said calmly, Teacher Xun was also frightened and looked up, and found that there were pairs of eyes looking at them. There were too many of these eyes, and the carvings of these eyes were too vivid.

It makes people feel sick.

"These are all vertical eyes."

Teacher Xun obviously sensed something was wrong, Lin Feng didn't say anything, Teacher Xun said in a low voice, "I haven't heard of any pure eyeball worship in ancient Shu."

Lin Feng walked forward in silence, the feeling of being watched began to harass him constantly.

As they got deeper and deeper into the center of the mystery, Lin Feng felt extremely strong vitality, even in the so-called fairy world.

It was about to condense into a liquid, floating in the air.

As a last resort, Lin Feng shook his hand, and the dry essence between the brows began to soar rapidly. Such a high concentration of vitality is not a good thing for ordinary people. It is certain that Lin Feng has indeed taken a shortcut.

Otherwise, if Teacher Xun and his party came here like this, they wouldn't need to ask for help, they should be dead right away.

On the way, Lin Feng waved the formation flag again, fixed his eyes, and the spine dragon, judging from the flow of "Qi", he was about to reach the place.

Things did not go beyond his expectations. As more and more black insect stone carvings surrounded, the eyes on the ceiling became more and more paradoxical. These eyes changed from single eyes to double eyes, and these eyes began to bulge out without limit.

From all sides staring at the group of people walking below.

Finally, light came from not far away.

Lin Feng extinguished the flame, and around him, there were countless insects hidden in the darkness. These insects surrounded and crawled in the dark. Lin Feng used the wind to build a bridge. All of them were actually walking on the bridge. on the wind.

The insects here, they will devour a large number of magic weapons, and there is also "intention".

Lin Feng's wind can't spread out, but if spread out, it will be eaten.

His field of vision was greatly restricted.

When he saw the light, Lin Feng also saw the corpses lying on the ground. These corpses were wearing bright red robes, which had not faded after so many years.

The silk they wore was top-notch even from the perspective of a pure layman like Lin Feng.

Even in modern times, based on the current productivity, people who can wear this kind of clothes are either rich or expensive.

But such people, they also died. Lin Feng also saw the traces of the insect jade on these people. They also had the accessories of the insect jade on their bodies, and they wore bronze masks on their faces. Judging from their exposed hand bones , both men and women.

Logically, even if these people die, they should turn into "corpse demons" and live as another kind of life.

After all, from this point of view, with such a strong vitality, even if the soul is gone, the body can also be revived in another identity, but now it seems that these corpses are running towards the outside, but they did not run out of here, Just die on the road.

"No injuries, cause of death unknown."

The more careful Lin Feng walked, the more eyes there were, and even Lin Feng saw the "historians" hanging on both sides. They were covered with insects, and these insects ran through their bodies.

Except for the eyes that were smeared with medicine, the rest of the place, belly, intestines, arms, thighs, genitals, these parts, insects are crawling around, even so, these historians are still alive.

Glancing at the official historian, Lin Feng finally discovered something!
"it's the same."

These hanging historians are all the same person!

Originally, Lin Feng still didn't understand, where did the historians come to stare at the scene in front of him? Even if the historians can be wholesaled, they can be completed quickly, but if the historians are very important, how can there be so many historians in one building.

In the rest of the places, there is no need for historians?
In addition to the historians inside the "Life Support Cabin" equipment outside, the number of historians here is definitely beyond the standard, but now seeing the historians here, Lin Feng is sure that the historians here may be the same person.

Infinite copy?

These historians also saw Lin Feng. One of the historians glanced to the left, and Lin Feng followed his gaze.

He took a few steps forward, and finally passed a "cave" and saw the core here.

A, huge, indescribable, ingenious, not suitable for human survival, fairyland!

(End of this chapter)