Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

The "Hong Ni" that "Lin Feng" turned into sat in the car again, the darkness engulfed the two people behind, and they were replaced by the five ghosts who stole the door, which is what they did in the first place.

Lin Feng doesn't care much about these robbers. He is reckless in the first place and doesn't care much about these robbers.

But now, he has an extra butler who takes care of the overall situation, and he handles things in an orderly manner.

The five ghosts of the robbers on the seventeenth floor, this is a rare scene even in history.

Using incense and fire to drive these five ghosts, they don't even have the heart to rebel. This is actually a method born out of the secret method of stealing the door.

Steal other people's luck and replace others' lives.

This is the strength of the five ghosts of the Seventeenth Floor Pirates, and five is also an imaginary number.

The car continued to walk forward. No one in the car spoke, but the feeling of danger made everyone's hairs stand on end.

They still walked forward in silence, another county town was close at hand, and the car turned into the county town.

The navigation found the local police station.

The police station is not far away.

At the intersection, the red light is on.

"Hong Ni" stopped the car and waited for the red light to pass, but she didn't expect that a garbage truck rammed directly towards the car.

Running a red light and smashing the car into scrap metal.

Not only that, but at some point, the decoration hanging on the rearview mirror in front of the driver of the muck truck turned into an eye.

The driver felt dazed, and there was a yellow talisman stuck behind him, on which was written the talisman with black dog's blood and silver scratches on the iron hook.

This is not a Taoist talisman, but an alchemist's talisman, with the names of ghosts and gods written on it.

The name of Guishuai is written on it, which is extremely cool!
Black dog blood has the effect of exorcising evil spirits, but after mixing with some medicinal materials, it will turn into a very yin thing.

Do not write characters.

Just mixing the black dog's blood with some medicinal materials and putting it in place will attract evil spirits. Its effect is similar to that of the life worm powder.

The talisman written on it is strangely effective.

This is a murder against Lin Feng.

Under the impact, the "scrap iron" in front of him was in flames, and it actually caused an explosion!
In the flames, a vicious ghost ferociously held a fork, and ruthlessly thrust it towards Lin Feng who was sitting on the back seat.

Plug it in the back seat.

Then came an even more terrifying explosion.

Even the muck truck in front of him was sucked in.

In the flames, someone took off the eyeball, and the talisman also turned into nothingness in the flames.

By the time 120 arrived, the place had already become a sea of ​​flames.

Strangely, the magnificently colored deepest flames in the sea of ​​flames all disappeared.

All that remains is the flames of gasoline burning.

Black smoke billowed like a dragon.

It was so choking that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

The rescuers were also a little dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

"How could it explode like this..."

They couldn't describe what they saw.

The people present were also people who had seen big scenes. The scene in front of them was really incomprehensible. Although the car exploded, it was rare, but it was understandable, but how did the dirt car explode?
And it burns so evenly.

It can be seen that a large number of flames are like snakes climbing up the rock, burning towards the skeleton of the muck truck. The speed of the flame burning is so unreasonable that a thought emerges in the minds of the rescuers. Feel.

That is hopeless.

The people inside must be doomed, whether it is the people in the big car or the small car.

You must know that the reason why the muck trucks dare to collide so recklessly is because these muck trucks collide with cars, and the car will always be the one who suffers.

The muck truck has insurance, and the muck truck is indeed used to being unscrupulous.

"Hey."

When the flames were finally extinguished, someone finally approached the black vehicles, which were all burned to the skeleton.

It doesn't even take much effort to see the "corpse" inside.

If it was a "corpse".

That's utter dregs.

It is an item after fat, bone, etc. have been burned dry.

The people inside are almost unrecognizable.

Under such circumstances, what else can we do?There were even people in the police station who came out to help.

The real Hong Ni, covered in sweat, stood outside trembling, witnessing this "murder" with her own eyes.

"Let's live in the temple first."

"Lin Feng" stood beside him and said, a large number of Yin soldiers followed the traces like a gust of wind, chasing towards the distance.

"Lin Feng" is a temple wish.

Miao Zhu can only use people on his side.

His team is the old brother in the sinking ship.

He could only ask Hong Ni to hide in the temple for a while.

Lin Feng didn't set the rules, but the treacherous village is indeed a complete ecology.

Everyone does their job.

Unless Lin Feng gave an order, otherwise, the people at the guest house would not be able to control the people in the temple.

Under Miao Zhu's feet, a large number of shadows swam out like sharks smelling blood.

These people smelled like the incense and flames of the prince Zhuan. "Lin Feng" is a master of alchemy, and his understanding of some strange methods is also quite deep.

Some people always take pictures of these robbers and five ghosts.These five ghosts finally played their role.

Teacher Xun held up the umbrella and finally began to shatter.

The pouring rain outside fell.

As for Lin Feng.

Lin Feng and others walked into the open tomb door in front of them. Seeing the scene here, both Lin Feng and Weiming mother-in-law were a little surprised.

dilapidated.

This mausoleum, according to Lin Feng and Wei Ming's mother-in-law, is the so-called king, a shabby household.

When Lin Feng mentioned the name of the owner of the tomb here, Wei Ming's mother-in-law also said that she had never heard of this name.

But they all see it.

The world inside the tomb.

patchwork.

After entering through the tomb gate, it should be Shinto, even if it is not Shinto, it should be an ear chamber, at least there must be some regulations.

But the strange thing is that after Lin Feng walked in, he found that it was a large space.

It's not like a cemetery.

How should I put it, the top is not open, the height is about 11 meters up and down, and the surrounding area is more than [-] meters wide.

It looks like an abandoned mine. Lin Feng remembers that there is indeed a mine near Youzhou, but according to ancient technology, such a mine can only be dug at a depth of more than 20 meters without using magic.

Otherwise, almost all shallow coal mines are mined.

Not to mention such a deep mineral deposit.

But Taoist priests are not pursuing this. There are only a few orthodox Taoist priests who can use this method.

They will not use their power to mine here.

After all, practice is not for mining.

Driving gods and ghosts to mine is worse than telling them to give themselves riches and honors directly. For ghosts and gods who can give riches and honors so unscrupulously, the interest they charge is unbearable.

From generation to generation, children and grandchildren, continue forever, pay debts forever.

The remaining family warlocks and mages don't do this either.

Monks, Taoist priests, and scholar-bureaucrats each have their own connections, and those upper classes are just local landlords, so why bother mining?

The poor have no land to stand on, and the rich have fields of rice paddies. The same is true among monks, and they cannot be exempt from customs.

Big temples, a day's incense for avenues, and small temples, you can't earn it in your life.

To live.

Lin Feng glanced around.

There are some rolling logs and scattered bones around, as if half of the project is done, these people are gone.

In front of their eyes was a temple of constant majesty, like a small country temple, with a door only about seven inches away.

There are no windows.

Wei Ming's mother-in-law inspected the temple and said, "It's not for living people to worship."

There are echoes of words spoken here.

Wei Ming's mother-in-law is very serious.

"There is an opening at the back of the temple. It seems that people can only bend their knees to walk in, and it doesn't seem like a place for people to walk."

Lin Feng's wind skipped past the temple and explored in the cave behind the temple, but was blocked and could not see clearly.

In the tomb of a person, there appeared a Yin temple. Even if some shamans present had amazing knowledge, they couldn't help but feel scared.

In particular, the temple in front of him is not a Yin temple for living people to worship.

There are many types of temples.

The Weiming mother-in-law is not talking about worshiping the living, but talking about the weirdest kind of Yin Temple.

Some of the gods enshrined are not human, and some of the objects that come to worship are not living people. The yin of the yin temple is the same as the yin and yin of the Xuanzong and Tantric Buddhism, which is a contrast, so this yin also has a secret meaning.

This is the second type, and the people who come to worship are different, and they are divided into demon temples, and ghost temples have various shapes, which have been passed down in some ancient mouths to scare children.

Such temples are quite uncommon, but not uncommon.

Because most of them are hidden in high-ranking families, or in deep mountains and old forests, but now, it appears in a tomb, and it is still under the tomb, which is even more puzzling and disgusting.

There is a door of several inches, if a person wants to go in, he is either a child or a fetish, he can pass through here, Lin Feng can enter with the wind, but he didn't do it.

Lin Feng's wind poured in, and he saw what was inside.

tree coffin.

Inside was a tree coffin. Lin Feng didn't know much about wood, so he had no idea what kind of wood it was.

But he saw the inscription inside.

It is an ancient text from the period of the ancient Xiangxiong, and Lin Feng read it out.

【Dedicated to】

【kind】

【Eternal Immortal】

Weiming mother-in-law looked at Lin Feng, and Lin Feng walked over with Weiming mother-in-law on his back.

There is nothing to be afraid of. Apart from looking "inappropriate" and weird, there is nothing too scary about this Yin Temple.

It's just that these words sound so much like prayers.

The meaning of the mausoleum here is not too strong, but like a religious place of worship.When Lin Feng translated these words to Weiming Granny, Weiming Granny was also a little nervous.

She said: "I have never heard that there is a person called a king here, nor have I heard that there is a Tubo temple here."

Lin Feng made a "hmm" for a while, and an ancient dragging sound came from behind. In the "Kaba Kaba", the long-lost light penetrated from above.

The speed was very slow, as if he was fighting against something, but he did come down!

It seems that the lives of these people are not enough.

"There is a hole here, but we have to go through it."

A shaman discovered the hole behind and shouted.

Lin Feng gave a "hmm" and stood still.

Lin Feng didn't know the characters of the ancient Zhang Zhung Dynasty at first, but now he can recognize it, the only possibility is because of his teacher.

This is his knowledge.

This is another way of inheritance, which is very different from books and teachers, and it is communication at the level of consciousness.

However, in my master's inheritance, there is no such operation of building a temple in the mausoleum.

more importantly.

Where did the people who didn't hide the quilt find the quilt full of Thunderlane?

It doesn't look like a place with quilts anywhere.