Lin Feng went straight into it and came to the depths of the ancestral hall.

The darkness that you can't see your fingers in.

The real fire outside illuminated the darkness inside, Lin Feng saw one human face after another, these faces were delicately peeled off, lifelike, Lin Feng walked over, and could see that these faces were looking at him.

Lin Feng swept over these faces, and these faces immediately rested.

He looked at Lin Feng with a good eye.

Usually it should be a lively place, but at this time it is extremely deserted.

It makes people feel cold in their backs unconsciously.

Continuing to walk inside, there was a patio in the depths of the ancestral hall, Lin Feng did not get close to the patio, he knew what was above this patio.

Neither the sun nor the moon.

It's a human face!

Above this patio, there are dense human faces, and the faces of the Li family are all inside, constantly wailing.

Among these wailing faces, there are the third uncle and Li Junsheng.

The faces were stitched together and drilled into the sky, and under this patio, an old man sat upright.

This is the core of the Li family ancestral hall, and every time, his face is different.

This time, Lin Feng walked in and saw his face exposed to natural light.

At the time of seeing his face.

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Acquaintances again.

This face is Li Bodhisattva's face, and this face is the face that Li Bodhisattva should have when he is old.

Aging and lack of brilliance, but not out of phase.

"A virtuous and virtuous wild god behind you, with skin and no bones."

Lin Feng muttered to himself in a low voice.

Li Bodhisattva didn't hear Lin Feng's words, he stared at Lin Feng who walked in, and there was a trace of relief on his face.

Lin Feng was wearing a zombie skin.

No face can be seen.

I don't know how the other party determines the identity.

"I didn't expect that the descendants of my Li family would really be able to kill here."

He cracked his mouth, revealing a few teeth, took out a scroll of silk from behind him, handed it forward, and said, "Take this thing, leave here, and never come back."

I've buried untold riches, and when you get it, you can get out of here. ”

He said with a smile, generous, Lin Feng looked at him like this, not only did he not feel cordial or excited, but felt a burst of creepy.

First, Li Bodhisattva is not his ancestor.

Lin Feng's left eye saw that on his head, countless hairs were involved in his limbs, Li Bodhisattva, the ancestor of the Li family, he was fixed here, like a puppet, and even the smile on his face. are all controlled by these fine hair strands.

His every move is involuntarily.

Like an anglerfish, it is fixed here to hunt.

And that's not even the main thing.

The most important thing is that Lin Feng saw very clearly that Li Bodhisattva, the ancestor of the Li family, was alive for hundreds of years from the late Qing Dynasty to the early Ming Dynasty.

Alive, hundreds of years, a puppet, there is still the smell of incense on the body, the flesh and blood in the body are hollowed out, and the soul remains in it.

unimaginable.

He looked sober.

Lin Feng didn't expect that after so many years of ancestor worship by the Li family, the incense really worshiped the ancestor?

Why?

Lin Feng took two steps forward, and the real fire outside burned in, burning the skin next to him.

The puppet was still waving over there, Lin Feng looked at the somewhat unfamiliar surroundings, and knew that this time because Xiao Miaozhu broke through this place, there was a change in this place.

Restored to its true nature, it turned into the appearance of a stomach organ.

Probably, this is what the Li family ancestral hall originally looked like, the outside is all stomachs, and the inside is the living Li Bodhisattva.

Doesn't that mean that in fact, the Li family was killed by the Li Bodhisattva in front of him?

Kill your own direct descendants with your own hands?

This is really the Anglerfish Li Bodhisattva.

"Kill me, please, kill me."

In the midst of all the noisy sounds, Li Bodhisattva let out a faint voice of pleading, Lin Feng glanced at it and found the pleading in his eyes—if there was no hair piercing his eyes, his pleading look would be even more sincere.

Listening to this voice, his face was expressionless, and he did not waste the last true water on Li Bodhisattva.

He was looking around.

There must be a reason why Li Bodhisattva has become what he is now.

Have only oneself to blame.

One of the most likely reasons is that the contract he signed with the underworld contains one.

Live forever.

As a result, he was immortal, and whether it was immortal in his imagination is debatable.

Probably not.

Even his last plea was uttered at the behest of those in control behind him.

The ancestors became a talisman for all.

Li Bodhisattva continued to tempt Lin Feng, all kinds of promises came out of his mouth, and even occasionally mixed with two calls for help that seemed to be genuine, the blood was deep and touching.

But no matter what he said, Lin Feng didn't move.

I'm not your descendant.

I'm your military master.

Until the end, seeing that Lin Feng didn't come forward and the real fire burned in, he finally couldn't be consumed.

The man behind the scenes has finally appeared.

Inside his shadow, a black face appeared, like a monster in the swamp crawling out of the darkness, and he gently burrowed into this skin bag from behind, and all the hair hanging on this flesh was gone.

He opened his mouth, and kept calling his name.

Li Bodhisattva.

Every time he calls a word, he seems to be three points real.

Contrary to him.

Lin Feng felt a sharp pain in his body, he looked back, behind him, inside the shadow, there seemed to be a black shadow, he stood behind Lin Feng, and kept calling Lin Feng's name.

"Li Jianfeng."

"Li Jianfeng."

Lin Feng was expressionless.

Although he didn't know what the situation was, one thing he knew was that it was best not to be called by others in this kind of place.

Names like that.

For people, demons, and gods, they are all very important.

Whether it is "Three Emperors" or "Jiuding Ji", whether it is Taoist Wenshu or some sects, the names and positions of the gods are all secrets of secrets, not personal transmission, and there is nothing to say.

Even in the midst of many folkloric spells.

The name cannot be told to the rest of the people.

Subsequently, seeing that Lin Feng did not move, the voice behind him gradually became illusory, and in the end, Li Jianfeng became another name, and it became the name that Lin Feng had called for many years, Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng ......"

"Lin Feng ......"

"Lin Feng ......"

Every time he called, Lin Feng felt that in his mind, the more alienated he was from the name Lin Feng, as if there was this name farther away from him.

Lin Feng felt as if he had forgotten something.

I forgot what I was called.

The more things were emphasized, the more alienating they became, and in the end, a trace of confusion appeared in Lin Feng's eyes.

The ghost hand behind him spread towards him, and in front of him, a table of eight immortals appeared, and the "Li Bodhisattva" on the opposite side sat down, and beside him, many shadows appeared.

The shadows were pitch black.

They sat together, looking like a reunion Chinese New Year's Eve, everyone was ready to eat Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and they waved to Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng, Lin Feng, come over for dinner."

As they called, over the patio, several faces fell, falling on the faces of these shadows.

A moment later, a scene of joy appeared.

The black shadow behind Lin Feng also stretched out his hand to Lin Feng's face.

He was going to peel off Lin Feng's face.

From then on, he occupied this name, and he was called Lin Feng.

……

Below the ancestral hall of the Li family, the old sour Ru stood with him and stood side by side.

No outsiders.

They finally spoke a little bit.

The old sour man said, "Why are you willing to come back from the sea? ”

Lin Yinian smiled "hey, hey, hey": "If you die, you'll come back, as the old saying goes, fallen leaves return to the roots." ”

The old sour man endured it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say, "Dead? Is there a god on the sea more powerful than you? ”

Lin Yinian: "I'm not a god, we're not a god, oops, I thought you knew this truth, God is God, we are us." ”

Old Sourman: "What the hell is going on?" ”

Lin Yinian: "What else can happen?" The invasion of foreigners, the fatigue of the imperial court, the relaxation of coastal defense, the sound of strong ships and cannons, woke up the things under the sea, the temple of Tianfei Niangniang is okay, in Tianfei Christmas, there is a big sacrifice, your merit temple, how much time has it been, no one has been there?

Not to mention that evil cults are rampant now, since the turmoil a few years ago, there has been more than one big chaos and frequent small chaos.

Many have fallen asleep at the bottom of the sea, and forgotten things have floated from the bottom of the sea.

It's like Lucky Friday, it's a thing that is hard to grasp, and you can't believe it, but these foreigners actually worshiped me before they died.

Unfortunately, I can't help it.

In this case, the clear air disperses and the turbid air rises, isn't this a normal and good thing? ”

The old sour man listened heavily, and asked again: "What do you want to do when you come back this time?" ”

Lin Yinian said: "Looking for a piece of feng shui treasure, after dying here, after a few years, as long as people still remember the concubine, then there will be another one I will come out." ”

When Zhou Laohan heard them talking, he came over silently.

Xiaomiao Zhu Lin glanced at him, and said with a smile: "I can still live if I die, but Lao Zhou may not be."

Lao Zhou, your Emperor Guan of Emperor Guan's Temple, your head has been replaced.

Changing the head of the god for the head of the dead, stealing incense, stealing luck, life, for so many years, you have not found out, you have been blinded by the use of the five senses, the six senses, and you have become a deaf and dumb blind man, if it weren't for me, you would not be able to see or hear until now.

As for Putuo Temple, even if the lama from the northwest continues his life, I'm afraid it will be difficult!

When the time comes, everything will be chaotic, the demons will dance wildly, and even the seal imposed here by the people who brought the people of Shangqing Maoshan back then will be broken.

There is not a single living person in the mouth of Fukou.

After all, the things buried in that mountain are not ordinary.

God can't save it, and God can't save it. ”

Xiao Miaozhu said, and looked at the Li family ancestral hall on his head with empty eyes and said, "You say, can that young man inside really be able to deal with this weirdness in the underworld?"

If he could handle this netherworld weirdness, I wouldn't mind telling him more.

Especially when he actually went on a spiritual path at this time.

Even if the heavenly court has not appeared for many years, but a person like him who turns into a god with a human body will be expelled to the deepest part of the underworld like a yin weird.

Although the deepest part of Hades. ”

In Xiao Miaozhu's eyes, the ancestral hall of the Li family turned into an active sacrificial ground full of blood and said: "Starting from the ancestral hall of the Li family, in the next few days, the yin and yang of Fukou are completely out of balance.

Transform into a ghost.

But in the blink of an eye. ”

Speaking of which, the heavenly victory or defeat has finally appeared.

With the surging fragrant blood, mixed with the Li family ancestral hall exploded, Lin Feng was like a god descending from the sky, falling from the sky, those black mist and paper figures rushed into the "ruins", forcibly stuffed the Li family ancestral hall into the underground fire sacrifice ground, the paper people chanted Lin Feng's name in unison, and the flames instantly licked on these ruins.

Lin Feng sat back on the ground, and the Li family ancestral hall almost robbed him of his identity, but they didn't expect that Lin Feng was a nesting doll.

The outermost part is a zombie skin.

Outside is Li Jianfeng.

The surface is Lin Feng.

In fact, it is [compilation].

He's a mille-feuille onion.

When his last name was called, Lin Feng woke up, he killed "Li Bodhisattva" with one shot, and the person who wanted to skin him touched Lin Feng's blood and screamed, as if he had been burned.

The pain is unbearable.

Lin Feng squirted blood, squirting out, and the two black shadows sitting on the round table screamed "stabbing lala".

The ghost soldiers outside came in, and in an instant, they dismantled the Li family ancestral hall, which had lost its core, and Lin Feng, who was covered in cold sweat, sat down cross-legged, and the people around him were ready to destroy the rituals around him at any time.

Prevent the other party from chasing you in the opposite direction during the sacrifice.

He wants to sacrifice to the Li family ancestral hall.

The sacrificial fire was raging, Lin Feng felt countless vitality breaths, inhaled from his nose, and gathered at his eyebrows and foreheads, and the life seed quickly reached three thousand, four thousand, five thousand!

The electricity in the center of the eyebrows, if there is a god hidden.

A large amount of essence primordial spirit entered the divine treasure, and then, Lin Feng felt his life seed explode.

"Boom".

He felt that the seed of his life had sprouted.

Intracranial explosions.

Lin Feng's soul and seeds merged in one place, and then, Lin Feng looked inward, and "saw" another self, the wind appeared around him in the form of runes, as for his body, there were flames everywhere, just like an ancient fire man, and beside the fire man, there were two spells.

Lin Feng knew at a glance that these were two incantations.

What's more, Lin Feng saw another self, and there was actually a spell on his forehead.

If Lin Feng didn't guess wrong, this was [纂].

Lin Feng didn't know what it was.

But after having this thing, Lin Feng saw that all the pores on his body were like bottomless abysses, and the essence and spirit that he usually needed to enjoy absorbing a lot of times were absorbed by him in just an instant.

At the same time, Lin Feng saw a strange arrival!