Lin Feng couldn't leave, waved his hand, signaled the three of them to slip first, Li Bodhisattva wanted to speak and stopped, Lin Feng said Lord Zhu, Lord Zhu's knife was on Li Bodhisattva's waist, and he could give Li Bodhisattva a bite at any time.

Lin Feng shrugged his shoulders.

You see, everyone meets in the water, what do you care about me.

Let's go.

Zhu Baihu knew that Lin Feng said this, so he naturally had his reasons, and watching them go away, Lin Feng pulled out his sword, like a cane, and put his hands on the sword, waiting for someone.

The reminder given to him by [Kenshin Tongming] is like a needle in his back.

It has reached the point where it is difficult to breathe.

This shows that danger is imminent.

This usually means that Uncle Ghost is coming.

Lin Feng glanced at himself, and several states in the status bar, [Mountain God Protection], [Mountain God's Wrath], and [Mountain God's Power], all lost their effect here.

As expected.

This is the underworld, not the mountains of Xiangxi.

The mountain god cannot cross the territory and use power.

Even with these states, Lin Feng is not necessarily the opponent of the headpicker.

Not to mention that at this time, there are only nine grades of cultivation.

The head-picker is at least a master of the eighth rank or higher, and Lin Feng wants to beat her, which is quite difficult.

I've tried it several times, but in the underworld, it's not her opponent.

In the yang world, it is also difficult.

But there is always a way, Lin Feng felt that he still hadn't discovered the effects of those states.

Standing alone on the path, Lin Feng pondered by himself.

Since they had all decided to die together, Lin Feng was not nervous, he relaxed his mind and looked around.

The underworld is an extremely large realm.

The underworld is only a part of the underworld, or a small part.

Most of the underworld belongs to the "fog map", in the words of Li Bodhisattva, "who knows what is in this underworld".

This is just a corner of the underworld.

The roads here are all roads that have been explored by those who have been out of the way for thousands of years.

It's safe, and nothing will happen when you're idle.

With a calm mind, Lin Feng felt that in this underworld, there were actually a lot of things secretly looking at him.

This road is still safe, but it is actually a secluded path, only those who have opened the eyes of heaven can see that the pressure of others is very low, but the path, he still can't see.

Lin Feng scratched himself.

There is one thing that is not good about [Kenshin Tongming], that is, when it is reminded, there is a feeling of needles on the back.

In layman's terms, it's like when you're covered in sweat.

Hair crumbs fell into the body.

Sweat combined with hair debris, mixed together, brings itching and pain.

Lin Feng raised his arm, and saw that on his arm, it was like static electricity, and his hair was fluttering like seaweed.

I glanced at the collapsed village in the distance again, there was no sun in the underworld, and I couldn't see the moon, and the light in the underworld was always like dusk, dim and obscure, and it seemed that there was a dark yellow bed veil that shrouded the world.

After a glance, the headpicker came.

Seeing Lin Feng standing here waiting for her, the headpicker smiled.

Lin Feng raised his hand, a gesture of refusal, not to ask the headpicker to speak.

The voice she spoke was really ugly, and Lin Feng didn't like to hear it.

"It's all old acquaintances, and they don't go through the procedure anymore."

Lin Feng said, wiping the human ointment on his forehead, Lin Feng said very shamefully: "Let's die together." ”

The headpicker was shocked.

In an instant, Lin Feng felt that the sky in the underworld was a little darker, and in the dilapidated village, there was a coughing sound.

Suddenly, Lin Feng felt that he was a few years older, and he glanced down at his hand.

Wrinkles on the hands.

Like old bark.

Lin Feng looked into the distance with a shock.

What is this?

The dilapidated village in the distance, I don't know when, there was curling smoke, and the headpicker saw the strange situation and turned his head to run away.

She didn't think of it.

Lin Feng is so determined!

Even if you die, you have to pull a cushion!

[Wild Fox Zen] had an effect, and an old man appeared beside Lin Feng.

The old man grabbed his hand.

Didn't kill him.

Lin Feng thought that he would die this time.

Who knew that the old man didn't kill him, he spoke.

What he meant was that the two made a deal.

Please Lin Feng to worship him.

Recognize more ancestors.

An ancient contract, the old man wants to tell him to go back alive, open an ancestral hall, build a temple, change feng shui, and change his life.

To change your life is to live with someone else's life.

The old man said that they needed incense, the tablet of the god, and the scale of the young prison to worship every year.

The price that Lin Feng needs to pay is also very large.

One is fate, he is no longer Lin Feng, he is another person.

Secondly, each of his generations, the eldest son, belongs to the father-in-law.

Correspondingly, they ensure that Lin Feng's family house is harmonious, and the wealth is long, and after ten generations, the Lin family is no heir.

Their contract ended.

Lin Feng refused.

The old man was disappointed.

And ate him with one mouth.

Lin Feng opened his eyes, the heavy rain, suona, the woman's cry, the low cry, Lin Feng was not raised.

He sweated as he looked at the gray options in front of him.

He originally thought that there was a great terror between life and death, and he should have figured it out.

Who knows, he doesn't know what happens in the yang world.

He saw it in Hades.

Hades is terrible.

The underworld is the underworld.

took off the helmet, Lin Feng "Ge You paralyzed" collapsed on the sofa, found the mobile phone, found a cup of ice Coke, and after taking a sip, Lin Feng searched for Bufuna in Wandu.

And it really came out.

Lin Feng took a look and found that this was the name of a fruit's variety.

The good thing is that this Bufuna seems to be still in Hmong language.

After searching the myths and legends of the Miao people again, strange folk customs, I didn't find the ghost yamen, but Lin Feng found the clouded leopard and the black tiger.

Clouded leopard mother-in-law.

Black Tiger Mother-in-law.

They are all man-eating monsters in the mountains.

Lin Feng sat up straight and tapped on the table.

Could it be that the two people in the ghost yamen are these two things?

After taking two steps back and forth, Lin Feng made a mind map, wrote out all the skills on his body, ticked on the top of [Jinyiwei], crossed under [Wild Fox Zen], [Sword Heart Clear], [Swordsmanship Mastery], etc., which were useful, but not very useful.

At last.

Lin Feng set his sights on the [Mountain God Power].

[The Power of the Mountain God] is the most likely means to help Lin Feng turn the tables against the wind, but the question is, what is the power of the [Power of the Mountain God]?

What does the power of the mountain god do?

The old rules, searched on the Internet, everyone can be general about the authority of the mountain god.

Some say that they can bless, dream, resist beasts, perceive, and some are more powerful, saying that according to different mountains, there are also those who can hold life and death, and hold yin and yang, the more they say, the more outrageous it is, Lin Fengxin said that he has to try it himself.

For an hour, Lin Feng sat down cross-legged and began to collect qi.

An hour passed, and Lin Feng opened his eyes and re-entered the game.

This time he didn't think about Niutouzhai anymore.

He just wants to kill the ghost uncle who is blocking the way first!