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I'm blessed to have you.
In the communication with Lin Feng, the word spirit sensed that Lin Feng's purpose was nothing else, it was the wild god in the mountains.
It's old.
Grumpy is grumpy, even if he is just Li Zhuoen's word spirit, he is also full of spirituality.
Hear that there may be more harvests in the mountains than you can imagine.
Lin Feng didn't look back.
He carried the corpse of a Taoist priest without a head, and knew that if he turned back, he would die.
asked Zi Ling in a low voice: "This is our Longhu Mountain senior?" If not, why can he take the Sanqing Bell and wander around? If you are familiar with him, will you talk to him and tell him to walk by himself? ”
Word Spirit: "No. ”
Lin Feng: "Then our Longhu Mountain is quite wide, and there are people everywhere." ”
Word Spirit: ""
The word spirit knew that Lin Feng had misunderstood what he meant, good guy, you don't believe it.
In a hurry.
Zi Ling: "It's not what you think, he's just a weird statue of the underworld."
It's just that the Sanqing Bell he is holding is something from our Dragon and Tiger Mountain. ”
Lin Feng: "Then you Dragon and Tiger Mountain, you are quite tolerant and inclusive, and the Sanqing Ling Netherworld can also be used." ”
The spirit of the word is more anxious.
"You can't talk properly, can you?"
He couldn't wait to slap Lin Feng, "Can't you understand these three clear bells, there's something wrong with it?" ”
Lin Feng: "I don't know. ”
He didn't recognize that it was Sanqingling.
To be honest, Sanqingling has heard a lot.
But to say that this bell is a three-clear bell.
From any point of view, it's a bit far-fetched.
The word aura is broken.
Lin Feng said that he was still very well-behaved when he walked up the mountain with the headless Taoist priest on his back.
Just now, the word spirit reminded.
This underworld is weird, and he wants to use his body to go to a place.
During this period, he could not turn back, nor drag, nor leave the body and run, if he walked according to the strange rules of the underworld, when he arrived at the place, the underworld was strange and he would leave.
Lin Feng asked everyone if there was a fight, and Zi Ling asked him why he was fighting.
"What a good opportunity, you carry this strange underworld, and he will not kill you, on the contrary, he is now your talisman."
Lin Feng walked very steadily, and the underworld behind him was weird and quiet, but his copper mace was very dazzling, and the three clear bells were in Lin Feng's hands, and they couldn't shake anymore.
It would be better if his snake didn't wrap around Lin Feng's body.
Lin Feng thought of the wild gods, thought of the incense, and endured it.
Zi Ling glanced at the corpse of the headless Taoist priest on Lin Feng's body, and introduced the three clear bells to Lin Feng: "These three clear bells were originally offered in front of the thunder department in front of the Sanqing Palace, and the evil animals in them were influenced by the thunder sound.
The reason why it is called Sanqingling is because of its long stem, which resembles the shape of a "mountain".
Now it seems that the evil beasts suppressed inside have run away, and there is also a big problem with the three clear bells, the handle on the top is broken, and the bumper inside is gone. ”
Thunder sound probation
The balls are gone.
It was full of slots, and there were so many slots here that Lin Feng didn't know which one he should complain about.
Lin Feng didn't speak, and the word spirit continued: "This Sanqing Bell in your hand was cast from the Six Heavens Old Qi Period, and there was a blood-eating demon suppressed in it.
It's just that for some reasons, Longhu Mountain didn't choose to destroy it and wanted to subdue it.
And for some reason, the high-meritorious Taoist priest took it out and released it. ”
Lin Feng: "Then the wild god you are talking about?" ”
Zi Ling said: "In a more urgent moment, the contents of the Sanqing Bell can also be feed. ”
Lin Feng: "You all play like this?" ”
Zi Ling said: "Yes, some of the spirit beasts raised by the Heavenly Master's Mansion have very strange tastes.
It's a very fussy thing.
So if it does come out, then you can really pick up a lot of wild gods, and you are blessed. ”
Lin Feng: "I always feel that things are wrong.
If this was really so simple and easy, those archaeological team members would be so miserable? ”
Zi Ling said: "You don't have a choice, this uncle behind you wants to go up the mountain, you also want to go up the mountain, you go up the mountain together, isn't it beautiful?" ”
Lin Feng: "You can't kill this uncle?" ”
Zi Ling: "No, if Zhang Zhuoen is really so powerful, then what else is he dealing with in the matter of ascending to the immortal village."
He still greets people back and forth, so he just goes by himself.
Even the gods have things that they can't handle, you think he's omnipotent.
Besides, I'm just the spirit of the word, and the power he left on me is not much. ”
Lin Feng was about to speak, and the word spirit said, "Wait, stop talking." ”
It's just at the moment of speaking.
There was a strange sound passing through in the distance, and the strong smell of corpses came, and just when Lin Feng saw if he was lifting the tribute bowl, the headless Taoist priest behind him raised the copper mace.
Lin Feng: "What does he mean?" ”
"What he means is that you can't give what he's eaten to someone else. ”
Lin Feng: "Then what should I do?" ”
The copper mace gently knocked on Lin Feng's hand, Lin Feng shook his hand painfully, and in an instant, the crisp sound came over, and the strange person on the opposite side heard the sound of the bell.
Paused his steps.
Began to hesitate.
This strange thing is hidden in the woods, so that people can't see the face clearly.
The word spirit looked at these things warily.
"This is stabbing the underworld, why are there so many weirdness?"
Because he was carrying Lin Feng on his back, Lin Feng couldn't see his solemn face.
He didn't lie to Lin Feng, the bell in Lin Feng's hand didn't have a ball in it.
It's a dumbbell.
At the beginning, the evil ghosts of the Six Heavens were actually used as the balls inside, used as a magic weapon to suppress demons and rituals.
Later, it was this headless weird, in the moment of the collision beads.
Now, it is Lin Feng who is presiding over the collision of the beads.
Don't think it's easy.
If only it were simple.
The Dragon and Tiger Mountain of the Heavenly Master's Mansion would not have subdued a six-day old spirit to act as a collision bead for this thing.
Lin Feng can shake the bell
Zi Ling shook his head, if he was really Zhang Zhuoen, he would definitely investigate this kind of thing.
But he's just the spirit of words.
This lad is good.
What happens to him in the future has nothing to do with the word spirit, and at that time, the word spirit knew that he had turned to ashes.
Thinking of this, he turned around.
Seeing Lin Feng bow his head.
Lin Feng shook the bell, shocking the strangeness on the other side, but at the same time, he also had a strong feeling of drowsiness, very tired.
The upper eyelids are as heavy as iron.
It seems that the spirit and spirit have been absorbed by this bell.
I'm about to fall asleep.
It was then that he heard someone calling in his ear.
"Su, compile, compile?"
Lin Feng was groggy.
The voice said, "Su, you and I are compatible." ”
Lin Feng still didn't care.
"Su!"
The voice was outraged.
Lin Feng's whole person was also sober, and subconsciously, a strange voice emanated from his soul.
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A sound of expulsion, a sound of punishment, Lin Feng suddenly sobered up, and subconsciously turned his head.
He felt a shadow on his face.
This turn of his head, even the spirit of the word did not expect.
Turn your face.
A face, next to his face.
Two people who seem to be intimate.
"Sue."
This face continued, and Lin Feng's frightened hand shook.
The leftovers in his hand were smashed.
He was actually conservative, because these supernatural powers were a bit too retro, so he told Zi Ling that he would only confess to Mi Distinguishing Tricks.
The question is.
If it's really urgent.
He would, it seems, a little too much.
Camp for archaeological victims.
Other experts are examining the traces.
"It's weird."
When they entered the mountain, it was still rainy, but when they arrived on the mountain, it was like this.
The sun was red and hot.
And the captain felt that something was wrong.
The weather change was sudden.
He also stared at the sun for a while.
With a watch in his hand, he made sure that the sun and the clock time were the same, and he relaxed a little.
Everyone took off their raincoats and went about their work.
The task here is led by the captain, and all kinds of backbones under his command are brought out.
"The first massacre came from here, and the heavy rain damaged the scene so much that you couldn't even see too much trace of blood, and it was washed away.
But you see, this trace, I suspect, is that some of the people ran deep into the mountains after the killing began.
The mud here is solidified by the temperature, and judging from their footprints and the point of focus, they ran out on their own.
There were traces of wild beasts dragging them, but here was the strange thing, if the camp was really attacked by something, first, there would be footprints, which we didn't find, and second, if there really was such a behemoth, it must be an extremely tall, fierce apex predator.
This kind of killing, if there are wild beasts to join it, at least it is a bear, a large carnivore such as the South China tiger can do it, and even the South China tiger is a little difficult.
After all, people are also large animals, not to mention, there are people with weapons in them.
Even when they see large predators, they are able to react.
We look at the traces from the scene.
Someone fired a shot, no bullet casings were found.
Bears and South China tigers have not been observed for more than 30 years. ”
"Killer tiger, man-eating bear."
The captain took a deep breath and felt the pressure, no matter who encountered such a thing, he would feel a headache.
He, an outsider, even if he has a lot of experience, can't restore what happened here for a while.
Glancing inside, they swept out the altar and a few places where strange rituals had been performed.
Around these places, people have died.
Next to the rescued tomb, it is the hardest hit area, a large number of corpses were seen there, until now, those corpses have not been taken away, the rescue team is rescuing the living, everything is given priority to the living.
Just when the captain opened his mouth to say something.
Gunshots could be heard not far away.
The captain's face changed.
"Let's take a look."
Immediately, a group of people rushed over with weapons, and when they rushed over, they saw an unforgettable scene in their lives.
Next to a stream, a large mountain spider that can only be seen in disaster movies died on the ground, and next to this dead big spider was a temple, a deep hole, a dense spider web.
"What is this?"
The captain couldn't help but ask.
The rest did not answer him.
They were all shocked to the point of speechlessness.
They all know that this young man just now can't kill this big spider, and if you want to kill this guy, you need a large-caliber weapon.
It lay quietly on the ground.
Apparently dead for a long time.
But even so, its flesh and blood still did not rot.
It had a big hole in its head.
That's its fatal wound.