Ten hours later, at night, Lin Feng came down from the provincial road and entered the potholed path.

Lin Feng and the car shook together.

He had already left the county seat, and according to navigation, there was no settlement on the way.

While driving, Lin Feng heard:

[You have deviated from the navigation and are re-routing for you]

You have deviated from ......

[Weak signal]

The sound of navigation fades away.

Lin Feng stopped the car and looked thoughtfully at the lack of morality.

The cell phone signal bottomed out, and I don't know when, a layer of fog rose around it.

The rain fell on the car, and the wipers brushed helplessly left and right.

It was pitch black.

It was as if he had fallen into the mouth of a giant beast, and there was no light.

Headlights can't pierce the mist.

Lin Feng's fingers tapped on the steering wheel rhythmically.

He traveled day and night to the village.

Under normal circumstances, for about two hours, people who drive need to take a break to prevent fatigue driving and car accidents.

Lin Feng didn't need it.

He can drive and drive all day.

The spirit is not in a trance.

This is the benefit of spiritual practice.

Opening the car window, Lin Feng took a deep breath and absorbed the wind outside into his lungs.

The taste is not right.

This is not the village he is coming to.

The ground has changed.

The wind here is a little too mellow, and the content of something that is beneficial to his cultivation has increased significantly, and according to the navigation, he can go more than ten kilometers further to reach Wu Village.

But the navigator didn't tell him that the road ahead would become like this, he opened the car door and looked at the road, and the original concrete road had become a complete dirt road.

When does it become the road?

He was caught in the middle of a long exam.

Probably, he won't be able to go to Wu Village.

Perhaps, this is the village of Wu.

Lin Feng lowered the window and let his breath of life pass out, if this was not a serious place.

Then the breath of his life is transmitted.

Something is bound to come to him.

It's just that he didn't expect it.

The things here could hold up more than he imagined, fifteen minutes passed, no one cared about it, only the rain outside, which made Lin Feng very upset.

A pat on the trunk behind him.

"His Majesty's Seven Martial Seas" floated out, those with umbrellas took umbrellas, and those who lit up, Lin Feng carried the game console on his back, and the carving knife and leftovers in his hand, walked down from the car and began to engrave the text seriously.

He planned to make the scraps engraved with the true shape of the Five Mountains (Mount Tai) into a land scepter.

This is the land scepter.

The land scepter, what it looks like, is not qualitative.

Look at the personal taste of the land god.

For many times during the Han Dynasty, the land scepter looked like a nine-section scepter.

That style is more fashionable.

The same was true during the Wei and Jin dynasties, during the Wei and Jin dynasties, the dynasty was not appeased, and all kinds of strange scenes appeared on the land of the Central Plains, one after another.

At that time, immortals appeared, and miracles were frequent.

Many immortals all hold a nine-section scepter in their hands.

Lin Feng had no such plans.

This thing is what he used to practice.

After he had carved down the incantation, and before he could write a few words, he would cut off his fingers so that the blood would drip on it, spread evenly, and soak into the words.

into the land, the blood must be thick.

Otherwise, if the scepter of the land is not made, it will be a loss of blood and blood, and the people will be gone.

After using it, if it weren't for his own strength, he really couldn't cut his skin.

Since the last time he took the [Secret Food Method: Eating Wind and Drinking Dew], his skin has become tougher every day.

It's like a tanned stomach.

I don't know when I'll be able to carry the arquebus head-on.

Then evolved to breech guns, breech guns, machine guns, heavy guns......

For his future, Lin Feng is ignorant.

He was really afraid that the next time she [Secret Food Method: Eating Wind and Drinking Dew], her bones would be broken inexplicably.

After all, washing the meridians and cutting the marrow, moving qi and changing blood or something, it sounds the same thing, but it really happened to him, that is another thing.

The incantation was halfway inscribed.

"Kala" sounded.

The leftovers cracked a gap.

I can't write it when I see it.

Seeing this, Lin Feng was speechless.

“……”

Pinch the hemp, pick the material, right?

You don't like my North American cherry wood, do you?

Wait, I'll hack you with Washington's little axe.

When I find something good, I'll concoct you.

Pin this thing to your waist and put this semi-finished product in your hand, and I don't know if this thing is cracked, whether it is half finished, or completely useless,

His actions seemed reckless, but in fact he was luring the snake out of the hole, waiting for [Unyielding] to work.

[Unyielding] can make him feel where the threat is in the first place, and can help him find the mastermind behind it.

But now, the enemy is very cunning.

[Unyielding] and [Sword Heart Tongming] are both as quiet as chickens.

And that's what it proves.

around, there is no danger.

In addition to the fog around him being a little thicker, he has been out for so long, and his breath of life and blood has long been emanated, but no one has come to trouble him, you know, he has [Wild Fox Zen] on him.

Nice quiet place.

Lin Feng had no choice but to park the car and walk towards the front of him, it was a mountain road, Lin Feng didn't release the "Seven Martial Seas of the King" to explore the way, the last time he grabbed those things from Xu Nian's body, the "Seven Martial Seas of the King" was very damaged.

The wind blows out, but it can't blow away the surrounding fog, which doesn't look like a normal product.

In front of him should be the mountain road, he is constantly walking towards the uphill road, walking, the muddy earth turns into a stone paved ground.

At this time, the fog also dispersed slightly.

Be able to see the road in front of you.

At this time, Lin Feng's coat was already all wet.

It began to rain in the sky, and in the distance, the sound of gongs and drums kept coming.

It's like singing a big show.

There was a sound of "pop pop" in his ears, and Lin Feng walked towards the place where the sound came from, and soon saw an old man.

The clothes worn by the old man were like gowns, and the sound of "let's do it" was the dry chimney in his hand.

In this place that is not considered light, it flickers and dims.

He crouched under the stone lion at the entrance of the village, curled up in a ball, smoking a dry cigarette.

Behind him, there is an archway with two words written on it, 傩村.

"Housheng, where are you going?"

The old man saw the comer, raised his eyelids and asked.

Lin Feng: "It's not where I go, it's where I can go?" ”

The old man smiled: "What a temperamental offspring, then where can you go?" ”

Lin Feng: "I want to go to Wu Village." ”

He took out a carving knife from behind him, handed it to Lin Feng and said, "Give it to you, Housheng." ”

Lin Feng looked at this thing and didn't take it.

"What is this?"

He asked.

Old man: "The carving knife is also the lifeblood of the old man, a carver, he lives on this thing, the old man originally had thirteen carving knives, and now there is one left." ”

Lin Feng: "Are you an engraver?" Engrave what? ”

Old man: "Noodles." ”

Lin Feng: "It's a mess in the village, what are you doing?" ”

Old man: "Exorcism, singing operas, holding meetings." ”

Lin Feng: "Is it done?" ”

Old man: "I don't know, I guess it didn't work out." ”

Lin Feng: "Then I know what I'm going to do, I'll just leave when I come to exorcise demons, where is this?" ”

I asked this knowingly.

The two big characters of Wucun were written in front of him.

If he was in a different place, Lin Feng was afraid that he would throw away the sentence "You are illiterate".

The old man is different.

The old man has a gentle temper.

Hearing Lin Feng's words, his face smiled like a chrysanthemum: "Housheng, aren't you coming here?" This is the village. ”

Lin Feng took the carving knife and put it away, the old man watched Lin Feng put away the carving knife, and smiled even more happily.

Lin Feng: "Do you want to go in together?" ”

Old man: "I'm bored, I can't walk." ”

Lin Feng: "Nacheng, then you can rest here." ”

The old man didn't speak again, and Lin Feng didn't look back, and walked into the village.

I don't know if the old man is hiding in the fog.

Still gone.

Lin Feng didn't look at it.

The old man looked at Lin Feng who walked in and stretched out.

The old man's heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys are gone.

The buildings of Wu Village are somewhat similar to the Qingquan Village that Lin Feng saw, the entire Wu Village is a stilted building, like a building built on a mountain, and the whole Wu Village is a road up and down.

The core of Qingquan Village is the [Shrine], and the core of the village is the [Wu Temple].

There were no people around, but Lin Feng could hear voices, all kinds of sounds, as if someone was whispering, and when he walked forward, he could still hear the sound of gongs and drums singing.

However, everything was only heard and no one was heard, and it wasn't until Lin Feng walked in front of the [Wu Temple] that he heard a "Ahhhh ”

With a clear open voice, a person rushed out of the mist with a face, and there were wisps of mist.

He held the Dragon Graive Glaive Knife in his hand, "Wow yes" walked straight, pointed to the void in front of him with one hand, and walked past Lin Feng.

"Slash, slash, slash!"

He's slaying demons.

Lin Feng didn't look back, and heard that this master with Guan Gong's face was holding the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, slashing the invisible existence.

It seems that he didn't make it.

for all his internal organs are empty.

After a pause, Lin Feng continued to walk forward.

"Good thief, don't go."

After taking two steps forward, I saw the bull head and horse face, which was also holding a chain, and his belly was empty.

The people who sing the opera here seem to have been eviscerated.

Dead clean.

Guan Gong Liu Bei, Niu Tou Ma Mian, Zhou Chang Qin Qiong, Goushu Pioneer, Fierce God and Good People, Wenchen Military Generals, all of them were cleaned of their stomachs and died in Wu Village.

Only at the entrance of the temple.

One stands.

Lin Feng didn't know this mask, but at this time, there was a hint in front of his eyes, just like in a game.

【Fuxi】

This is a [Fuxi] noodle.

The person with the [Fuxi] mask is not dead, he is sitting on the ground with his back against the temple, the person is not dead, but the mask has a crack in it.

"Invincible Begins with Sacrificing to the Ancestors"

It was only at this time that Lin Feng felt the [Sword Heart Clear] and [Unyielding] and reacted.