Twenty-four hours after the real world.

Game time, after the Li family is gone, the next day, in the morning.

The sunshine is not bad, Lin Feng rarely ordered a table of rice, the cook was cooking in full swing next to him, and there was an endless stream of people who came to deliver tea, blessing cakes, and roasted meat.

Steaming pigs, chopping geese, and building sheds are in full swing.

A singing troupe, Yi Yi Yaya, and an open-air shed are supported outside the Tianfei Niangniang Temple, please wish the small temple and invite the craftsmen who come to work to eat.

He also invited quite a few guests.

Sitting on the side, they were all a little restrained.

They don't understand why someone came to invite them.

Lin Feng said lively.

After eating a bite of the cake and taking a sip of tea, Xiao Miaozhu asked him what he was doing, and Lin Feng said that he was enjoying life.

Start serving.

White chopped chicken.

Roasted chicken with green onions.

Grilled small yellow croaker.

Roast pig.

Roast goose.

Vermilion.

Rice.

……

A table full of dishes spread out to more than 30 tables, the roast meat shop guys and cooks next to them all smiled badly, the old sour man came here with some surprise, and Zhou Laohan was also invited to the table, Lin Feng did not go to the table, waved at them, signaled them to eat, sat on the side, served tea first, and then started a banquet.

These people glanced at Xiao Miaozhu, and Xiao Miaozhu motioned for them to eat, it's okay, come to Lin Feng by yourself.

Lin Feng was lazy: "Why, you don't eat it." ”

This time Lin Feng invited a lot of people, Lin Feng sat in front of the temple, and he didn't say anything about the scene, so he invited everyone to eat, if there were pilgrims willing to eat, they could also sit down together, those pilgrims saw the only descendants of the Li family like this, and they were all a little emotional.

Feeling the impermanence of the world.

The huge family background was separated and collapsed overnight.

A good offspring, but also stupid.

It doesn't seem very smart.

Xiao Miaozhu didn't think so, he felt that this should be something in it, he didn't know, he wanted to know what was going on, could it really be the change in the Li family, which made him change?

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Lin Feng waved his hand and didn't talk about it, he couldn't say it, he couldn't say it!

All of a sudden, he had a very open-minded feeling.

Since the last time he died, the eight-hour cooldown, the cooldown was over, and he didn't go online.

He put on his gaming helmet and stayed in front of the dilapidated door for a long time, but finally did not speak.

In the same in.

The subconscious in his body was extremely resistant to entering the game, and under the pressure of the subconscious in his body, he did not go in.

He felt a horror deep in his bones, where did this terror come from?

From:

[The game protection mechanism has been activated, and the memory is sealed]

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It's the same as just entering the game and seeing the nematode.

Some of his bad impressions of blood nematodes are still in his memory, and they have become an instinct, and he is still very nervous when he sees that kind of tiny worm.

It's the same here, Lin Feng's memory is very clear in the place like the evil sect like the [Ascension Immortal Village], but he doesn't have any memories of that day when he sank into the place where he fell into a catastrophe and never recovered.

However, the memory is sealed.

But the emotions are still there.

As long as the emotions are in place, the kind of subconscious that remains in him will be deeply rooted into it, as if he fell into a real unknown place, the game helped him, and after he experienced the "wonderful", his subconscious definitely remembered something.

After this adventure, he became a Buddha.

Lin Feng sat in front of the temple of Xiao Miaozhu, stunned.

Watch those people eat and drink.

Xiao Miao Zhu was by his side, and when he asked many times, Lin Feng turned a deaf ear and treated Xiao Miao Zhu as air, which made him look more like a fool.

Xiao Miao's cheerful self ran to the banquet to eat and drink.

Only the craftsman was by his side.

These craftsmen were all carefully collected by Lin Feng.

These craftsmen had eaten and drunk enough, and began to make patterns on copper urns.

At that time, copper was an extremely expensive material, and it was never cheaper as one of the raw materials for minting currency.

Using copper as a raw material, Xiao Miaozhu felt distressed, just these materials, the cost was very amazing, not to mention that Lin Feng invited a famous craftsman in Fukou, and only such a clever craftsman could create what Lin Feng needed.

A large bronze urn with many engraved incantations and things on it.

He looked at Lin Feng's request, his face full of trepidation.

As an old bronze craftsman, he knows exactly what this is.

This is the Dharma Instrument.

This is definitely a cooked copper artifact, and it is extremely evil.

With the bones of the living, suppress the souls of the dead.

He took one look at this thing, and knew that this thing needed to be sacrificed, that is, to build this thing, a person would die.

But who died, he didn't know.

He was apprehensive and feared that he would be sacrificed.

To create this kind of magic weapon, in his opinion, is a strange and unworkable evil art.

It's almost the same as driving piles.

Lin Feng didn't explain to him, and he didn't need to explain to him.

He couldn't help it.

It's not that Lin didn't want to use normal techniques to suppress him.

However, in the current situation, in such a large coastal city, no one has the Fa-rectification.

There are only a few spells left.

It's still mutilated.

These spells seem to be the same as some of the Southern Maoshan Techniques concepts of "fighting evil with evil" and "countering trickery with trickery", using evil tricks to hold weirdness, but what are the consequences?

Not ideal.

The Southern Maoshan Technique is not a mess, and they also have their own precepts.

After the Fa-rectification withers, using evil magic is tantamount to quenching one's thirst by drinking a donkey, and suppressing the person who is a trickster with trickery will eventually turn oneself into a stranger.

It's hopeless.

At least the situations that Lin Feng saw in Fukou were just the most helpless choices between rapid death and smoke death, waiting for death.

Raise the soup to stop boiling.

Moreover, Lin Feng hadn't seen anyone who could master this kind of power at the moment.

This method has too much stamina.

There are no precepts.

Not finding a regular way to maintain one's morality means that there is a greater risk of using this spell to get out of control.

There is law but no virtue, and it is easy to suffer backlash.

Becoming a strange resource for yourself.

Lin Feng analyzed the pros and cons in his heart.

The old craftsman commanded his apprentices, trembling to make patterns on the finished copper urn, peeking at Lin Feng while doing it, and he was afraid that in the end, he became a big living person buried inside.

Lin Feng watched others finish eating, and guessed the old craftsman's careful thoughts, but he didn't speak, so he asked him to do it here, and he also slept in the Mazu Temple at night, and worked in front of Mazu Niangniang, and the safety was still guaranteed.

Xiao Miaozhu: "Have you asked my opinion?" ”

Lin Feng: "I'm sorry, but there is no other way, stay for a few days." ”

Waiting for the rest of the people to leave, Xiao Miaozhu looked at Lin Feng: "You are so shameless." ”

Lin Feng glanced at him: "Yes, you found out." ”

Xiao Miao Zhu: "? ”

Lin Feng didn't talk much nonsense, looking at this copper urn, surrounding them to supervise the work, this is the key to imprisoning those weird.

There can be no mistakes.

Before he came, he also spent money to buy off a few idlers, telling them to squat at the gate of Fukou City to watch, and if they met a black-faced Taoist with a big animal, they would come to him.

Lin Feng squatted on the ground outside, saw that it was almost dark, patted his ass and planned to do a big thing.

He also deliberately took three incense sticks, lit them, and gave three incense sticks to the flesh Buddha, clay puppet, and Mazu Niangniang, and there were words in his mouth, and he was shocked by the small temple that came over.

He had a bad premonition in his heart.

What is he going to do?

Why do you incense the gods here?

What do you want?

Lin Feng: "Secret. ”

Subsequently, when the sky was not completely dark, Xiao Miaozhu and those coppersmiths saw Lin Feng carrying an old woman on his back, and behind him, dense charred black corpses and sticky black as ink followed, but they were blocked by the sun and couldn't really catch up with him.

Behind him, there was darkness.

Ahead of him is the light.

He himself, yin and yang cut the dawn.

Lin Feng's expression was overwhelming, his feet were like the wind, and he rushed into the Tianfei Temple with an old woman on his back.

Until this time, the darkness was like a big bird flying by, flooding the Mazu Temple.

Those demons and monsters also rushed to the front of the Mazu Temple, and stopped unwillingly.

Outside, the palace bell rang wildly.

No one can enter this place.

However, the mud puppet was shaking angrily, and he wanted to come out to beat people, but was persuaded by Xiao Miaozhu.

Lin Feng brought the old woman to the side of the Flesh Buddha, where there was no need to use the magic sword to hold up a safe field.

He forcibly woke up the old woman.

Explained what happened.

She understood what had happened, saw the made copper urn, and understood the meaning and intention of the young man in front of her.

Look back.

The look is complicated.

You don't have to think about why you're the way you are.

She just looked a little complicated and lonely.

"In this way, it is only death, but unfortunately, it has fallen into the majesty of the Dharma lineage, and it is muddy."

The old woman didn't ask Lin Feng how he knew this trick.

She could see that this move was the secret method of their lineage.

It was only possible that she said it—the secret of this method had been passed down to her generation, and she was the only one left.

She can still remember how she got to be like this.

Ever since she had used the "Soul Method" and failed, she had been so confused, and she woke up at the moment and felt extremely awake.

She also knew that she didn't have much time to wake up.

Because in essence, she has long since fallen out of the living.

Yin and yang are separated and cannot be crossed, this is an iron law.

"Seal me into it, but who are you going to suppress this thing?"

The old woman asked professionally.

Lin Feng: "Some of the underworld is weird, coal spirits. ”

When the old woman heard this, she suddenly laughed: "If the underworld is weird, the coal spirit ......."

She said softly: "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult to rely on this thing alone, but fortunately, I'm also prepared." ”

The old woman looked at Lin Feng, bowed again, glanced at the scene, and made another request, but this request was made to Xiaomiaozhu.

She wants to store the ancestral law here, and ask Xiaomiao to wish to see the destined people.

Ask if you can.

The small temple is indispensable.

The old woman nodded, came to the copper urn and said, "Let's start." ”

The coppersmiths around him trembled, not knowing if they should do it.

Lin Feng nodded, and the old woman also said with a smile: "I am voluntary, you don't have to be nervous, it will be fine." ”

Seeing this, Xiao Miaozhu's eyes flickered, grabbed Lin Feng, pulled him to the back hall, and said solemnly: "Catch the coal essence, run, run overnight, never come back!" ”

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