A long alley, gloomy and unsightly.

Looking at the small alley in front of him, he felt that there were many prayer flags in the alley.

These prayer flags don't matter what color they used to be.

Now it's all black.

Float down from above.

Fluttering in the wind.

The Lookout Cub looked up curiously.

Want to see what's on it.

On the neck of the Wangxiang cub, a prayer flag appeared, which was passed sideways by Lin Feng.

The villager also said anxiously: "Brother, there is a face on it. ”

Lin Feng didn't speak.

From the perspective of Lin Feng's "wind", where is this prayer flag.

It's a dead man!

The weirdness of being hanged here.

As soon as the wind blew, these people's feet began to shake one by one.

Lin Feng didn't look up to see where their faces were.

These shepherds are weird.

It's better not to know too deeply.

Forgetting them is the greatest respect for them.

Before Lin Feng walked over, these prayer flags were all "gently" entangled, even Lin Feng, feeling this breath, was a little cold.

Wangxiang Cub continued: "Brother, the face on this is so disgusting, her face is so big, and ropes are floating out of it.

It's like a hornet's nest. ”

The pores are large.

Float out the rope.

It's like a hornet's nest.

No matter which way it was described, it made Lin Feng feel uncomfortable.

A face that looks like a hornet's nest.

So what should that look like?

Lin Feng couldn't imagine that he had rather not heard the words of the Wangxiang cub.

After seeing that face in the sky.

The face of the Lookout cub also changed.

Pinch the numbness.

Seeing this, Lin Feng quickly pasted the painting skin on himself, and in an instant, even the Wangxiang cub he was holding began to become weird.

It is weird from the hanging around it, and it is generally the same.

The cub's face also returned to normal.

There is no continued change towards the ineffable.

The human feet that were wrapped around them quickly let go of the two.

The Lookout Cub was also taken aback.

"Do you dare to see it?"

Lin Feng looked not far away and said.

The villager said, "I don't dare to look at it. ”

Plausible.

Lin Feng glanced around, and continued to walk towards the front with the Wangxiang cub, the Wangxiang cub didn't dare to speak, the two walked through the long alley, and finally came to the front of the Buddha Hall.

This is supposed to be the Buddha Hall in memory.

Lin Feng looked at the dense hair growing from the ground here, and felt a pain in his brain.

The big dogs outside didn't know by what means, they shook off their tongues behind and rushed in, and with a few whimpering, they were all hung up until the last few big dogs rushed in.

Lin Feng saw that the pores of these big dogs were stretched out to be extremely large.

Many "prayer flags" popped up.

It's good that they didn't turn into a "hornet's nest" before they turned into a "hornet's nest".

The hair "swished" and grew, and easily swallowed these big dogs.

Lin Feng and Wangxiang cub stood here.

Lin Feng thought of what the old monk had told him.

I haven't had time to try the spell yet.

Several iron-blue corpses came out of the Buddha hall.

The corpses were completely dehydrated.

Some are out of phase.

Fortunately, Lin Feng could still recognize who these people were.

These people are the Jiayue Liang in memory, the Qi family.

They died for some time.

But these corpses die and do not decompose.

What's more, on their bodies, Lin Feng also smelled a strange smell.

It was the smell of incense.

The eerie smell of the underworld.

The Qi family is known as the moon beam, and they dare to dig any grave and explore any wild temple.

When he was alive, he was cursed.

When he died, he was naturally not much better, Lin Feng's aura also changed, and the benefits of painting skin were unimaginable, just like now, those corpses couldn't tell who Lin Feng was at all.

It's not just the corpses.

Even the stuff that enslaves them.

I didn't recognize the painting skin.

Lin Feng looked at these corpses, and after he left, Lin Feng saw the cancerous tumor behind them.

What is it?

Have they not escaped the curse?

If the Qi family dies.

Where is Jiangnan Sanger?

Lin Feng looked inside from behind their corpses, and soon saw a copper-green ancient copper tripod.

That's the scariest thing here.

The reason why it's ancient.

It's because it seems to be a turquoise color all over.

This is the patina.

This level of patina takes almost a thousand years.

It is crystal clear as if it were a blue gemstone.

This group of people is the slave of this ancient bronze tripod.

Lin Feng didn't get close to Tongding.

Zhong Ming Ding Food.

He was sacrificed by the merchant last time, and he made a psychological shadow, and he didn't want to know what was inside this copper tripod at all.

It's a ritual thing, and it's okay.

If only it were a food vessel.

Who knows what the aristocracy of the slave society thousands of years ago would have done.

This is a splendid product of bronze culture.

The question arises, where is this bronze culture.

Was it the Shang and Zhou periods?

Still is?

During the Shang and Zhou dynasties, it was a product of the surrounding civilization.

Importantly, the style of this bronze tripod seems to be somewhat wrong, not quite like the style of the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

These bronzes drove these corpses.

Not yet close to the bronzes.

Lin Feng heard the voice.

From the body of this bronze came a strange sound, which was deliberately left behind by the caster.

Lin Feng saw a lot of hollows used to make sounds, and these exquisite designs were designed to make the wind emit a strange resonance when it blew through these things.

The sound was like the sound of a bronze whistle.

It's like a bird's call.

Voices were heard.

The qi and blood in Lin Feng's body and the life seed in the center of his eyebrows actually began to move.

If you have to say it.

That's a kind of flesh reproduction.

It's another kind of "fairy sound".

From this kind of immortal sound, the secret treasure that Lin Feng had opened began to itch.

It's like my own brain, and my own body, qi, blood, and bones, have all begun to grow a core.

Lin Feng had no choice but to quickly retreat.

He saw the bronze tripod above.

It is the appearance of "feathering into immortals", this is a picture of becoming immortals.

Those who have become immortals, one or two, look like they are non-human.

Like many gods in the Book of Mountains and Seas.

They are a combination of man and beast.

It seems that the person who made this immortal diagram saw it.

People are not as good as tigers in terms of ferocity, people are not as fast as leopards in running, people are visually too little, so their eyes will be elongated, and people will not be as good as others in hearing, and their ears will become very large.

This leads to the immortal in the human imagination.

At least not Taoist and Brahmanical immortals.

The immortal on top of the bronze tripod.

No matter what the point of view.

It's all like a patchwork monster.

If Lin Feng continued to listen to this voice.

No doubt.

Lin Feng would also become like this, because he had enough flesh and blood to complete such a transformation.

"The collapse of cell disorder?"

Lin Feng stared at these dried corpses.

"Do you want to be so scientific?"

Lin Feng looked at this thing, and couldn't get it for him for a while.

What the hell is this?

What kind of civilization is this?

Teacher Xun, Teacher Xun, what kind of things have you studied from history?

Let these things lie down under the ground.

Isn't it good?

Teacher Xun, these things are making me a little scared now.

Except for these dried corpses.

It's incredibly "clean".

Lin Feng glanced at the hairs on the ground.

There is a deep, unwarranted suspicion.

Could it be that there were more than just these dried corpses here?

There's something else here.

But because of this bronze.

The rest.

In the process of self-evolution.

Isn't it that you have lost your evolution?

……

"Hum, big, big, big, swaha."

According to the monks, Green Tara's mantra.

After Lin Feng was sure that although the bronze tripod was here, it would not harm him, Lin Feng used the Green Tara Heart Mantra here, and the spell sounded.

Lin Feng suddenly felt that the malice around him was deepening more and more.

He was like a monster trapped in a swamp.

The ground around them suddenly became soft.

In this swamp, a pair of hands slowly emerged, first the arms, then the whole body.

Lin Feng could see it.

This is a woman.

When her belly was exposed, Lin Feng recognized it, this was still a pregnant woman.

Her body has begun to grow densely with corpse hair.

She's gone.

It can be called a zombie.

And the same goes for the baby in her womb.

"The corpse of the mother and the child, the mist of yin and yang, there is no turning back, and the cross is over the sky."

Lin Feng saw this.

Didn't recognize what it was.

But the glimpse worked.

This is Nanyang witchcraft......

Lin Feng remembered what Jiangnan Sange said, he said that the old monk was not simple.

He was not a mere monk.

He also knows witchcraft.

Now it looks like it's exactly the same.

In the arms of this corpse, the statue of Green Tara, which was exactly the same as Lin Feng in his memory, was impressively among them.

It seems that Lin Feng needs to get it.

Anyway, this sorcery corpse.

I won't send it to him.

In other words, the secret mantra that the old monk said was used at this time.

The monk in front of the fifth uncle, if the old monk specially arranged it.

Indeed, it is only one master of witchcraft who can deceive another master of witchcraft.

Only the old monk is a master of witchcraft who can deceive the fifth uncle.

That's the case.

Lin Feng stepped lightly into the past.

The villager whispered, "Brother, she's smiling at you." ”

Lin Feng: "Unlucky boy, how dare you look at it." ”

Looking at the countryman: "It's not that I want to see, I can see it with my eyes closed, I can still see it, there is a road in front of us." ”

Lin Feng: "? ”

There is a way?

Lin Feng stopped.

He looked at the eyes of the Wangxiang cub, looked at it for a long time, and suddenly felt that the Wangxiang cub could run out of the hands of the fifth uncle.

It's not a fluke either.

"What else can you see?"

Lin Feng asked.

The Lookout Cub whispered, "I can see something watching us inside the green stove." ”