Holding the red cloth, he walked out of the circle of tombs, and followed the old man to a compound.

Lin Feng stood in the crowd.

Some people have already arrived, everyone has their own positions, the old man and a few clan elders are the only ones who can sit down, and the rest of the people, regardless of men, women and children, can only stand.

Lin Feng looked at the increasingly depressing atmosphere outside and stood aside silently.

There is a moon in the sky, and this kind of moon is commonly called, Mao Mao Yue.

The meaning of the Mao Mao Moon is that the moon is not clear, and it is very likely that there will be strong winds the next day, naturally, there is also a saying that there will be something that should not appear at night when the Mao Mao Moon appears, appearing in the wilderness.

The wind was blowing, and it smelled of blood.

Lin Feng felt that tonight's ancestor worship had the feeling of a "bloody wedding".

Tonight's entrant.

No one wants to get out of the way.

The old man gave him a few pieces of advice.

The list goes on below.

Lin Feng kept it in mind.

First, out of the door here, no one can believe that with the people of the Li family, after entering the ancestral hall, anyone has the possibility of being replaced, the more it is twelve o'clock in the evening, the more frequent this kind of thing is, don't believe the rest of the people, after all, the more sophistry, the more it is twelve o'clock in the evening, the stronger the effect of distorting the mind in this strange place.

Second, there will be a terrifying event tonight, so no matter what Ah Feng sees, he must calm his mind, no matter who dies, he must not shake his mind, he will make a mistake if he is afraid, and he will die if he makes a mistake.

Third, tonight's glimmer of life is only at the beginning of ancestor worship.

When he enters the ancestral hall, when the time comes, there will be a line that will be done in advance and lead to the outside, and when he is introduced, what he has to do is to hold on to this rope, no matter what situation he encounters on the road, he must not make a sound, turn back, go all the way out, and the end of the road is Fukou City.

When I went to Fukou, I didn't stop, I had to go to Boss Feng's side, take out the things that the old man had put there in advance, and leave Fukou overnight.

All that remains are important details, such as when to throw his father into the ancestral shrine and when to put on the zombie skin.

The old man couldn't stop sneering when he spoke, and said to Lin Feng: "Ah Feng, don't be soft-hearted, don't look at you as this person and your father, if you can ask you to replace him, he would like to be like this."

Licking calves? Where do you have the love of licking calves, you beast father?

Human nature is inherently evil. ”

The old man smiled happily, Lin Feng was still silent, and when he left, he asked the old man, how is Ah Ping?

"Ah Ping?"

The old man said calmly: "The two of you are both dying and living, just trying to survive in death."

Don't worry about others, you are all clay Bodhisattvas crossing the river, and no one can protect anyone.

I have done my best, and the rest of the matter is up to you to obey the destiny of heaven. ”

Now, the old man has stopped talking, and his aging appearance has caused a lot of speculation.

But no one dares to make a loud noise, and it seems that making a loud noise here will cause something terrible.

There are countless ancestral halls here, but the ancestral halls that really want to go to worship their ancestors, according to the old man, will only appear on time at twelve o'clock in the evening.

One by one, they all had to enter the ancestral shrine in turn at that time.

As for what is in the ancestral shrine.

No one said that.

Even the old man is tight-lipped about this.

Everyone stood in the cold wind, although Lin Feng had not participated in any decent ancestor worship, but he also knew that this kind of ancestor worship was not normal.

Lin Feng looked at the Li family lineage beside him, most of them were of his own generation, he now knew that he was not called Li Feng, his name should be Li Jianfeng.

People of the same generation as him are all called Li Jianmou.

A person of the same generation as his father is called Li Bumou.

The old man is a person of a generation, very few, called Li Junmou.

Everyone was extremely solemn, and some even shivered, not looking cold, as if they were frightened.

In addition to the fact that everyone has the surname Li, there is another important characteristic.

No matter whether everyone is wearing a robe or a foreign dress, everyone has a pocket watch in their hands, and everyone holds the pocket watch in their hands, and opens it anytime and anywhere to take a look.

There are constantly "clicks" and "clicks" here, looking at the sound of pocket watches, pocket watches, or time, it seems that things are extremely important to the Li family, and they attach great importance to time when they do things.

Lin Feng stood there, still holding a piece of red and white cloth in his hand, and no one came to ask him.

He is one of the people who stand at the forefront of the Li family.

Until Lin Feng saw someone coming in from outside.

It's the third uncle, Li Buqi.

However, when Lin Feng saw Li Buqi, he felt that his third uncle seemed to have changed a little more.

This change must be extremely subtle, and it is a fear that has been rooted in the genes of people from the primitive era, the era of slash-and-burn farming, but because the society is too safe now, this fear is hidden.

But it never went away.

It's like the human fear of darkness.

Darkness means infinite terror, it means the hunting of carnivores, it means that you have lost your vision.

There must have been a change in the third uncle, he didn't realize it, but it must have happened.

However, he didn't speak, and casually threw an "appraisal" to the past.

[Qi Observation Eye, A Glimpse]

The third uncle didn't have any reaction, but something happened that surprised Lin Feng.

The third uncle seemed to sense something, raised his head, and glanced at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng didn't see anything.

This shows that, as the old man said, here, there must be something that is replacing the Li family!

It's like the third uncle in front of you!

What kind of trickery, you can perceive the qi observation eye.

The third uncle walked over to this side, and Lin Feng looked at him with an unchanged expression.

When the rest of the people saw this, they pushed away like a tide, because they were all wearing dark clothes, they looked like a tide on both sides.

An emotion called fear came out of everyone's body, revealing Lin Feng on the other side of the tide and the "third uncle" over there.

The two kings face each other.

"I said."

The third uncle said: "Qi Guan or Feng Shui Warlock? Who dares to get involved in our affairs, I don't know whether to live or die. ”

Lin Feng smirked standardly, very hypocritical: "Third uncle, what you say, I don't understand." ”

The third uncle showed a hideous smile, and the skin on his face fell like an air-dried wall skin, revealing the dry mud-like material inside.

and Lin Feng-for-tat.

He came up and put it in front of Lin Feng, so that Lin Feng could smell the filthy stench under his skin.

"Look at me, do you look like your third uncle?"

His long tongue fluttered outside, and Lin Feng's tongue licked the upper gums, squeezing out a smirk again.

In the midst of headshots and continuing to break through, I chose to continue to break through.

Little Shinobi has a hand.

"Like."

The third uncle smiled gloomily and said, "Then the third uncle will take you to a place." ”

He reached out and grabbed Lin Feng's wrist.

The third uncle felt like he was grasping a mountain and couldn't move.

Under the vigorous pull of the third uncle, Lin Feng did not move at all.

The third uncle's eyes became more and more dangerous.

Their movements had already alarmed many people, and even the clan elders and old men sitting in front of them were aware of the commotion here.

Five Generations of Rivers, Mountains and Moons

"What's the matter? It's about to worship the ancestors, it's noisy, what kind of system is it? ”

The old man shouted as he patted the arm of his chair.

The third uncle heard the old man's words, and the wall skin that fell off his face magically returned to his face, and he glanced at the old man with a strange gaze, as if he had returned to normal.

"Nothing, nothing, I want to catch up with Ah Feng."

He let go of the arm that was holding Lin Feng, turned around and walked back.

The rest breathed a sigh of relief and thought it was over.

Only Lin Feng's face was full of confusion.

The end of the matter?

Just getting started!

"Zha!"

An extremely strange voice came out from the third uncle, and the third uncle, who was originally going to turn around and leave, turned out that this trick was just a false trick used to deceive people, and he had no intention of leaving at all.

[Unyielding] has long been reminded.

He wanted to take advantage of Lin Feng's relaxation.

But he guessed one thing wrong.

The person in front of him is really not a Qi Viewer!

Since he started to move, Lin Feng also moved.

Either endure or be cruel, cut the grass and remove the roots, and the spring breeze blows and does not grow.

"Duh!"

Exhaled, the weird just turned his head, as if he was going to perform some evil spell, but he didn't expect that Lin Feng had already seen his weakness and pointed at it!

Eight pins, the first time Lin Feng used this cultivation to make a move, the mist in his lungs wrapped his fingers, and he let out a piercing howl.

Suddenly, it pierced directly through the weirdness in front of him, from front to back, a hollow.

It's like being hit by some kind of anti-weapon sniper rifle.

Where the wound is, not flesh.

It's dry dirt.

But such an injury is not fatal!

Strange and still about to move, Lin Feng grabbed him, and a strange, low voice came out of his body.

There is no superfluous nonsense.

Lin Feng temporarily stripped his consciousness out of his body, and his body naturally reacted.

[Sacrifice]!

In an instant, an unknown flame burned from Lin Feng's body, and along the invisible traces, ignited the "Third Uncle".

In an instant, Lin Feng saw countless existences hidden in the darkness.

"Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle bells!"

Suddenly, in the entire "Yizhuang", among the low, windowless "ancestral halls", countless fires suddenly appeared, and the dumbbells, which should not have been bumping beads, began to shake wildly, making strange sounds.

Screams and wails filled the entire "Yizhuang".

The wild gods were wailing.

Lin Feng's life seed also began to increase by a continuous percentage, and under the sacrificial fire, even among the Li family members who were standing, there were many fires that directly appeared!

Not only on the mountains of Fukou, but also in places where the Li family is there, there are people who have burned for unknown reasons.

Lin Feng took advantage of the air current, with the mountain spider boots, and floated in the air.

Like gods and demons.

"You and I just pretend to be in the situation, just save face, why be aggressive? Third uncle? ”

Lin Feng's voice was very strong, and he floated in the air, watching Yizhuang fall into a sea of fire.

The old man stood up in surprise.

After a long time, he sat back and suddenly laughed at himself.

"If the world is good, the jackal will kill the jackal!"

He sat down in his chair and laughed, laughing louder and louder, until he stopped moving.

The people around him didn't have time to observe his life or death, so everyone knelt on the ground.

The begging for mercy continues.

After a while, the strange ancestral shrine that was supposed to appear at twelve o'clock suddenly appeared.

Lin Feng looked at the ancestral shrine that appeared and walked in without fear.

Lin Feng's head fell.

Pick it up and keep fighting.

The arm is gone, and a new one grows on the side.

There is no sword.

Break off the strange arm inside, use it as a weapon, and rush in.

【bo】

【fa】

Two of the six tones of the land are constantly changing, constantly repeating, and the incantation condensed by the [Taiyin Element] does not know how many killings have been blocked.

Half of the ancestral shrine burned under Lin Feng's actions, and the flames illuminated half of the Fukou, and those who didn't know came out of the house, looking at the fire clouds in this half of the sky, I don't know what happened in the mountains.

Lin Feng got into the ancestral shrine and took his extra few lives with him.

Brave and fearless.

……

Eight hours later.

In the game.

Lin Feng followed the old man, holding the red cloth, and returned to the crowd, standing in the crowd with his brows and eyes, completely lacking the "unstoppable" appearance of his last life in the game.

Didn't fight.

He burned the entire Yizhuang, from the outermost part of the ancestral temple to the innermost, and in the innermost, he was killed.

The important thing is who the enemy is, he did not see.

It is estimated that it is a difficult cargo.

He waited for eight hours to cool down before entering the game, and the third uncle walked in from outside, and Lin Feng didn't even look at the third uncle.

Calm down, Amitabha, until twelve o'clock sharp.

The ancestral shrine arrived as promised.