Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 463 Changed customs, unwilling rebels

It was agreed that Zhang Tianshi would help if something happened, but now it seems that he still has to rely on himself.

Don't take what the boss said too seriously.

I don't know if there is a problem with Zhang Tianshi.

If there is any problem, then the matter here must be solved by itself.

Lin Feng signaled to move forward.

It's no use waiting here.

Each of the three priests was fully prepared, and they came to the front of the first room.

looked at each other.

Lin Feng opened the room without climbing over the wall. It is not clear if there are any rules, but in most of the rules, the door means "passage".

Going through the aisle and not going through the aisle are two completely different things.

This house looked quite low, but after pushing the house away, Lin Feng saw the bones inside, lying on one side, it looked like a soldier who had been killed.

"Shield."

"Knife."

"armor."

There are names written on them, which are one-character names. I really don't know what they are called.

He was killed here. It was unknown how long he had been dead. His bones had not decayed. It could be seen that he was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old soldier.

At this age, in the Yin and Shang Dynasties, he could be a warrior and might even have a son.

Looking inside again, inside the room, a large number of corpses were piled up inside, in random order, without any pattern.

"Someone killed these soldiers and stuffed them in."

Zhang Jijiu said that he is an experienced person.

During the troubled times, he had seen people do this.

It's just one time, so many armored warriors are stuffed in a private house.

Lin Feng smelled something different.

The armored warriors of the Yin and Shang Dynasties were different from the off-duty soldiers and non-off-production soldiers of the descendants. During the Yin and Shang Dynasties, the armored warriors were passed down from generation to generation, regardless of gender, and belonged to the military aristocracy and the armed aristocracy.

status is not low.

These armed nobles were all stuffed into a house after being killed one day.

"Check the scars."

Lin Feng said.

Everyone uses their own methods.

Only Lin Feng's method is the simplest and most simple.

Look and hear.

Ask, someone is already asking, Zhou Jijiu wants to call out the remnant souls left here.

No fruit.

These people "would rather die than speak", and Zhou Jijiu had no choice.

Zhao Jijiu's method was even more bizarre, and he lit a candle.

Let these corpses lie flat on the ground, and use candle lights to replace the "three souls and seven souls" of this person, trying to force out information.

also failed.

Lin Feng glanced around.

He looked down at the corpses.

There were fatal wounds on their bodies.

The people who did it were ruthless and cruel. After confirming that these people were dead, they still made up the knife.

And on these fatal injuries, there is still a bitter breath left.

Lin Feng lowered his head and reached out to touch it.

On his finger, a large number of sparks rose up, and several people beside him looked sideways.

It's not clear what happened.

Lin Feng could feel it clearly.

It is the power of the "Emperor of Heaven".

This is completely the remaining power of the "Emperor of Heaven", that is to say, "This is a civil strife, and the people who killed them were also the nobles of the Shang Dynasty.

Those who can use the power of the "Emperor of Heaven" are naturally the nobles of the Shang Dynasty. Judging from their injuries, they did not carry out some extraordinary attacks.

Including but not limited to divination, asking for help from the gods, borrowing the power of "ancestor gods" and "natural gods".

There is no trace of a large-scale extraordinary war.

In other words, this is most likely a battle within the royal family, and this war has already reached the capital of the king, the Ninth Rebellion.

"Be careful. This may be the capital of the Ninth World Rebellion. If so, there will be crises everywhere."

Lin Feng said that the only thing he could think of was the Ninth Rebellion.

Except for the Ninth Rebellion, there is no such thing as a battle in the capital of the Yin and Shang kings.

Even if it is the final battle to destroy the country, it is the same.

Lutai set himself on fire.

Battle of Makino.

Di Xin also did not choose to engage in street fighting with the coalition forces of the Zhou Dynasty in the Yin and Shang kings.

Besides, the soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty would not sacrifice to the "Emperor of Heaven" of the Shang Dynasty.

So this could only be a civil strife, and when the other people were informed of this possibility, everyone's expressions became uneasy.

Lin Feng really doesn't know about such a period of history.

He asked Jijiu beside him, and Jijiu told Lin Feng that they didn't know either.

"That's a hidden history.

There are too many faults, even if you want to divination, you can't get any results. What's more, seeing this capital now means that almost all the people who know about it are dead.

Even if a few survived, they would not be able to pull this capital out of the depths of the underworld. "

That is to say, but there is a layer of haze in everyone's heart.

They also don't know why Zhang Tianshi's road for them will suddenly merge with the ancient road to the underworld.

So far, they have not seen any "pedestrians".

This is the weirdest place, anyone who walks through will leave traces behind.

The ancient road to the underworld, if it can be called a road, it means that "things" can be walked on it. As for what "things" are, I don't know, and I don't want to know.

Come from afar.

They didn't see any traces along the way until they saw the ancient capital of Yin and Shang.

Who is the owner of this road, they have never seen.

If these people were old friends of Yin Shang, who brought them back?

After carefully checking their bodies, they all confirmed that they did not carry any information related to the ancient capital of Yin and Shang.

Only Lin Feng was different.

"Maybe it was aimed at me."

Lin Feng said.

He squinted his eyes, thinking that this matter might be aimed at him, because the way he sacrificed to become a god here probably came from the hands of Yin Shang priests.

What do you want him to do?Is it inheritance, or another bloody sacrifice?

Would the nobles of the Shang Dynasty also be used as sacrificial offerings?
Strictly speaking, yes, it will.

Di Xin did this before, but I don't know if the rest of the Yin Shang monarchs did it.

The more noble the gift, the more the ancestor gods and "Emperor of Heaven" will like it.

"I hope the Emperor of Yin and Shang won't like me, after all, we don't have any serious priests here."

Lin Feng said.

The rest of the sacrificial wine heard the news, and they all said: "It's best."

After taking out talismans and other objects, several people continued to walk forward.

A large number of corpses are in the houses and the "factory" behind them.

The more you move towards the "sanctuary where the ancestors lived", the more corpses there will be. It should be said that this may be the place where the Ninth Rebellion finally ended.

The king's capital was breached by the rebels, probably because of a change in "faith", or because of a mistake in "inheritance"-the inheritance from father to son, brother to brother is not reliable.

As long as one of them has an idea, there will be a large-scale "merger".

The later "primitive son inheritance system" solved this problem quite well.

What is "establishing the virtuous rather than the superior", and "choosing the best" are not as important as stability.

The position of the crown prince is confirmed, and the rest of the people have no thoughts, and there will be no more thoughts that they shouldn't have.

Anyway, no matter what, the Ninth Rebellion did cause the weakness of the Yin and Shang Dynasties.

Lin Feng and the others are now among the traces left by the torrent of history.

Keep going.

……

Heming Mountain.

Zhang Tianshi frowned slightly, he stood on the high mountain with his hands behind his back, and he didn't pay attention to the Qingshan sacrificial wine that was swept up in his study.

The flow of time in the underworld is different from that in the yang world.

Therefore, he was supposed to see the apprentice and Lin Feng who came back. On that road, they passed and then came out, and the time passed in the blink of an eye.

But at this moment, they still have no information.

This shows that they have entered a normal time flow.

If this is the case, Zhang Tianshi should perceive their location even more.

But at this moment, there is nothing.

His fingers are counting silently. This is the simplest method of fortune-telling. Strictly speaking, it does not belong to the category of Taoism and arithmetic at this time. Zhang Daoling learned it from some methods of witchcraft.

Learn, inherit, and create.

Zhang Daoling didn't think it was a shameful thing, just like Lao Tzu, he also asked many sages and discussed with them.

Zhang Daoling is imitating the sages.

It's just that the more he calculates, the more he feels that something is wrong.

He felt a hazy thing covering his calculations, which led to his divination results, which were extremely ambiguous.

"Strange, strange, strange! There is no clue.

Why haven't they come out yet?

The timing is right, this situation, I have not seen. "

Flicking his sleeves, Zhang Daoling muttered silently.

After a while, a cold light appeared on his middle finger, and he drew it between his eyebrows.

There was an extra eye between his brows.

A Dharma eye.

This dharma eye looked into the depths of the underworld.

There is no trace.

His eyes could see the world in all directions, but he didn't see the trajectory of those four people.

More than that, he saw at a certain point his path began to drift.

It is continuous with an ancient underworld road.

He unexpectedly didn't discover this way. In other words, these people entered the underworld, and after entering the underworld, they were replaced by others.

And he doesn't know yet.

This is tantamount to pulling a tiger's beard when it is taking a nap.

Zhang Daoling was furious!
"who is it?"

Zhang Daoling narrowed his eyes, looking at the ancient road.

The ancient road was so smooth that it didn't look like someone had walked by it at all.

Two paths converge.

"Pretending to be a ghost, refusing to show up."

In Zhang Daoling's eyes, the starlight passed away and he saw nothing.

Zhang Daoling on the high mountain started to form a seal with his hands, and behind him, a lot of breath appeared.

The whole Heming Mountain seemed to come alive.

Qingshan Jijiu was originally "shopping" in the study room, after sensing this aura, he stepped out and saw an old man's face appearing in the sky.

A large amount of essence entered Zhang Daoling's body through an invisible channel.

The male and female swords behind him were shaking.

Seeing this scene, Qingshan Jijiu shook his head. Unfortunately, the Qingshan lineage is no longer a "researcher". If they were among the historians, they would definitely regard "Taoism" as a phenomenon and observe it.

"Of course, it's amazing.

A force rivaling nature.

I really don't know how this is done. "

Qingshan Jijiu was amazed.

However, he still opened his eyes, carefully observed the path of energy transmission, and learned his skills.

Zhang Daoling got this power, and with the blessing of divine power, starlight flowed in his eyes, and a lot of light appeared.

Stabbed into the underworld!
Such a fearless move also alarmed some people.

Zhang Daoling is not afraid.

On the ancient road to the underworld, everything seemed to be reversed under his eyes.

From here, Lin Feng and the others walked to the depths of the underworld, and then the ancient road suddenly appeared, and the two roads gradually merged into one.

Finally, along this ancient road, I walked into an invisible building.

This is what happened "just now".

But Zhang Daoling was not satisfied.

He continued to choose to turn back time.

However, I don't know how many years have passed, but there is silence on this ancient road. It has always existed in the depths of the underworld, as if it has been there since ancient times, and is a part of the underworld.

No one built it, it was with Hades.

It is a "natural phenomenon"!
Zhang Daoling does not believe in evil.

If you can't see it, it means that the time he circulated is not right.

He kept on flipping, and on flipping.

I don't know when, I don't know how much time has passed, even Zhang Daoling can't figure out the time.

On this ancient road, there seemed to be some extremely blurred scenes.

As if someone was walking on it.

Seeing this, Zhang Daoling was satisfied.

"In the end, I still showed my horse's feet."

Zhang Daoling observed carefully, these vague and vague scenes finally began to become clear.

Zhang Daoling saw that this seemed to be a funeral procession.

A large number of soldiers in bronze armor walked along this road.

Strangely, it wasn't sad, they all carried a sense of joy.

It seemed that someone was watching.

Among these people, one looked up!
Ghost face!

Zhang Daoling stared at this face, it was a standard ghost face,

Although this term is a neutral term and is often described as different or slightly derogatory, it is used here as a noun.

Grimacing faces are the appearances that humans cannot grow. These people are happily carrying a huge bronze coffin, walking on this quiet, ancient Yinshan ancient road, and when they feel someone peeping, the person stretches his bow The arrow shot fiercely in the direction where Zhang Daoling was looking.

"Boom" with a loud noise.

The whole Heming Mountain seemed to shake three times, Zhang Daoling couldn't help but retreat three steps in the face of the arrow.

Every step leaves a deep footprint.

Qingshan Jijiu noticed this and ran over immediately, but was stopped.

"Don't move, don't move, activate the formation, perform their duties, no matter what you hear or see, you are not allowed to make any changes, listen to my command!"

Zhang Daoling's voice came out and resounded throughout Heming Mountain. Although he didn't know what happened, but the Heavenly Master had an order, he should obey it.

Zhang Tianshi stood on a high mountain.

Refuse to show weakness!

(End of this chapter)