Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 47 The Inhuman Intelligent Race

Lin Feng was very interested in the headless old man/sister who suddenly appeared on the street.

He put the chair behind him, sat on the balcony, and summoned a gust of wind in the room, trying to blow Bing Kuo Le over with it.

Lin Feng forgot.

He is in the real world.

Without the blessing of the power of the mountain god.

It is a nine-pin vegetable chicken.

You can fight, you can use equipment, and you can fight from the corner to the end of the street.

Use the wind to fetch things, no.

Starting from the limit of the eighth rank, talents can achieve the manifestation of power.

Such as blood Buddha.

Such as sword energy.

Lin Feng is now rank nine.

The wind can blow, which can increase the speed of one's sword, and can dazzle the opponent's eyes.

But he wanted to pass through the balcony, come to the kitchen, open the refrigerator, take out the Bingkuo inside, and roll it back into his hands.

impossible.

Only the eighth grade has this possibility.

In desperation, he could only get Bing Kuo Le by himself, sitting on the window, condescending, overlooking the headless old man, or maybe the old lady, observing the habits of these strange things.

The last time I didn't have enough concentration, I was frightened.

Make up for it this time.

This old man meant no harm.

He moves, very mechanically.

From this side of the street to the other side of the street, cars and people passed through his body clearly, as if they were people from two worlds.

The dead, the living, do not interfere with each other.

Although, Lin Feng's eyesight has improved.

But it's night.

In his community, the electricity is limited outside, and the light is not good.

I can't see clearly.

Look at the old man who comes and goes.

Lin Feng couldn't say he was afraid.

In the [Xiangxi Blood God] game, although Lin Feng is still confused, "That year, on the [-]th, at the dance party of his alma mater, he stood like an ant."

What happened to Lian Xiangxi Dashan?

It's just a little guesswork.

However, he was courageous, but practiced.

This little headless old man still can't scare him.

It can't frighten his mind.

Want to scare him.

Unless he looked up now and saw the shadow of the [-]-meter-high building walking in the city, covering the sky and the sun.

Every morning on the pier in the mist, there are huge eyes floating from the river.

Seeing the street during the day, it is full of weird shops at night.

He heard the terrible mourning sound from the speakers on the road.

Seeing his usual neighbors, he turned into a minister of ghosts and monsters.

If the world becomes like this.

That's what makes sense.

Deep in the mountains of Xiangxi, the huge shadow brought real oppression to people.

This headless old man, no way.

After staring at it for half an hour, my brother was still walking back and forth on the street corner.

Lin Feng was not settled.

I don't know if it's him who has upgraded, or these old guys just asked him to see it.

Out of curiosity, he used [Aura Eye].

Dead man, no luck.

Unreasonable, unexpected.

Hi, isn't this discriminating against the dead?The dead have no human rights!

Look, is this plausible!

Finding that this old man was just repeating stereotyped movements on the street, Lin Feng didn't pay attention, just when he was planning to go to sleep, wake up and buy a rabbit to play games.

Something else was happening on the street.

bad change.

Another old man who was lost and obviously did not belong to this world also came from the corner of the street, just like the stereotyped headless man, coming and going on the street.

One like this doesn't matter, two like this...

Lin Feng squinted his eyes. After drinking Bingkuo Le, he watched helplessly that after the second elder brother arrived, the third, fourth, and fifth elder brothers also gradually arrived.

as their number increases.

The atmosphere where these old brothers were together gradually became unfriendly and unpleasant.

Evil spirit, dark life.

In this heat-killing season, the people who passed by felt a bit of chill.

When these elder brothers gathered together and became more than a dozen, they all raised their heads. Except for the headless elder brother, the rest looked at Lin Feng on the balcony strangely.

Lin Feng felt undisguised malice.

A group of malice solidified into a rope.

Lin Feng dropped the ice cola.

"unlucky."

He expanded his chest, opened the window, and hooked his fingers.

"What's the matter? Brothers, how many have you drunk? Are you going to come up for a touch?"

……

Xiangxi Dashan.

The live broadcast is over.

Nine hours later.

A sharp scream frightened Professor Han to the point of having a myocardial infarction.

Everyone turned their eyes to the tent.

The nearest security officer was the first to rush to the tent that made the sound.

Several figures followed closely behind.

when approaching the tent.

A tall figure in a raincoat pulled over to the security department, and hurriedly said nervously: "Xu Nian, that little girl who is with the professor has a high fever, take her down the mountain for an infusion!
It's too late, I'm afraid it's too late, if something happens. "

"high fever?"

That person was still a member of the search and rescue team, and he had been concentrating on the search and rescue all night. At this time, he was exhausted and his eyes were bloodshot.

The head is also numb.

feel sleepy.

Caught by this tall figure.

He smelled an extremely mellow perfume on this tall figure.

But after hearing this man's words, he cheered up again!
Are you kidding me? It's not raining, is it?
For some reason, he always felt that there was something wrong with this tall man, but he didn't feel clearly what was wrong.

Cold in the mountains.

this matter.

Say big or not, say small or small.

I'm young, and the fever will be fine after a while.

But if it's too big.

It's dead!

If something really happened.

That's troublesome!

With this thought in mind, the security officer quickly greeted people and rushed towards the tent.

Who knew that when they opened the tent, they saw Xu Nian screaming.

Seeing this little girl's scarlet face, with sweat all over her forehead, the people in the security department saw it and their hearts jumped.

"broken!"

This is really a fever, who knows that at this moment, Xu Nian was helped out, and pointed to the dense forest not far away.

"Stained with wisdom!"

She screamed the name of the senior brother loudly, and the operator who came over at the beginning felt something grabbed her heart.

"what?"

He also turned his head in shock, and saw Ran Zhizhi, who was wearing their standard raincoat and holding one hand next to the big tree.

This man, his face was extremely pale.

The operator felt cold all over.

This person is the big man who grabbed him just now.

Could it be that Ranzhi has been in the tent area since last night?
Then why doesn't he show up?

Saw the rest found him.

Ran Zhizhi took off his raincoat and hat with one hand, and twisted a weird smile at them.

"Don't go."

The operator was the first to react, and turned around to chase after him, but who knew that Ran Zhizhi was so sensitive, when he saw them chasing, he turned around and disappeared into the dense forest.

At the same time, thunder and lightning flashed suddenly in the gloomy Xiangxi sky.

It's thundering!
(End of this chapter)