112, I'll collect the accounts for Master Yin (1/2)

Lin Feng stood in the darkness, observing the Li Family Ancestral Hall, the three-in-one Qi Observation Eye, and the world he saw was very special.

Every time I use the Qi Observation Eye, I feel that the world I see is not very real.

It's like there are countless threads that connect many things together.

Even the colors have become extremely blurry.

Look at the flowers in the fog and look at the moon in the water.

In his eyes, the entire Li family ancestral hall was extraordinary.

The Li family ancestral hall is a fiery red with a catastrophe, like blood that has just been sprayed, and it is also like a flame that burns everything.

It is one of the sources of foreboding.

Struggle out of the darkness.

Extremely unsettling.

Behind it is the darkness that pulls at it, and that darkness, like the reflection of the world, is banished by the world.

Only with the eyes of Qi can we see how huge the Li Family Ancestral Hall really is—how fragile it is.

Elephants.

It was so large that it was like an iceberg on the surface of the sea, and there were countless terrible altars of sacrifice, hidden in an even greater darkness, and there were no more strands of silk as thin as silk threads, so that they floated outside.

Its size has become its biggest flaw!

In other words, it only needs to cut off these connections, and there is no need to face the enemy head-on, and the ominous surface of the sea that has just been exposed will be dragged into the darkness by itself, and it will never be able to transcend life.

He grabbed an ominous aura.

became an ominous part.

The priests inside did not notice that there was an extra "compatriot" here.

It's time to start the sacrifice.

Lin Feng took out his mobile phone and saw the members of the decoration team that he had gotten from Li Gao's father in the past few days.

Messaged them one by one, called, left messages.

Now it's time to get started.

Lin Feng hid himself in popularity.

Fukou is a prefecture-level city with a permanent population of more than 3 million, and in recent years, the number of residents in Fukou has been increasing.

Popularity, thriving.

Lin Feng hid himself in popularity, the era of humanity, Lin Feng wanted to see, if in the end, the ancestral hall of the Li family found himself hiding in popularity, and he was a priest who shook the popularity of at least three million in the era of humanity, what would be the end.

Three million people are much stronger than the dragon and tiger spirit of a hundred or thousands of households.

This is equivalent to a governor holding the official seal and sitting in the yamen.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng gradually sank into sleep.

I entered a dream.

With the identity of the ominous Li family ancestral hall.

Impostors.

I'm someone in Lin, and I've gone to collect the accounts on behalf of the priest!

Don't run any of you!

……

Around the mouth.

Li Gao, Li Gao's parents, and everyone invited by Li Gao's father, at the same time, all felt drowsy.

Sleepy like a tiger, devouring everyone.

Everyone slept quietly.

At the same time.

In the depths of the Li family ancestral hall.

The priest Lin Feng saw last time was still inside, he didn't leave here, these days he chased and intercepted the priest outside (Lin Feng), and the fighting method was entangled, although the priest outside did not take advantage, he was also involved in most of his energy, so that he could not concentrate on doing things.

He needs to check the "silk thread" at all times to prevent the "silk thread" from breaking, and everything will be stopped.

Not to mention expanding the influence and increasing the traction.

This time, it took him almost a hundred years to climb out of the yellow sorghum realm with difficulty.

If he falls into the yellow sorghum again, he doesn't know when he will be able to climb out again.

Elusive.

He knew very well in his heart that he was so strong because the merchant had always been so strong, and it had nothing to do with the rest.

It doesn't matter who the enemy is.

Merchants are all the same arrogant and aggressive.

Strength is something that falls in the bones of a businessman.

There are only dead merchants, there are no weak merchants, and every generation of merchant nobles is a samurai, and there are no weak people.

The weak will be killed as sacrifices.

He smelled the familiar smell in the priests outside, and that was also the smell of the merchant priests, and the question was, who was he?

He's too out of place.

No matter which priest it was, he would not have such a strong aversion to "blessings."

But he could feel that the person on the other side had revealed undisguised malice towards him.

He even wanted to kill him on the spot.

He hated this "common" behavior so much.

Out of reason.

Unless......

"It shouldn't."

Thinking of a possibility, the Yin Shang nobleman's eyes widened and he felt a deep chill.

He dismissed the idea at the first time.

And stood up.

Then he fished the thought out of the crowd and re-examined it.

He sat in the depths of the ancestral hall.

In the depths of the ancestral hall at this moment, he is surrounded by all kinds of Western clocks.

This may seem like a bit too much of a mix-and-match.

In any case, a Yin Shang aristocrat was with a large number of Western clocks.

It's all ridiculous.

But what if these Western clocks are the embodiment of time?

In the beginning, he was a shadow, a sundial, an incense, an hourglass......

Now it's clocks.

The Yin Shang nobles stood in the middle of these hours, and their hands fished towards the fire pit in front of them.

Cow bones were found inside.

This is an oracle bone used for divination.

All the major events were recorded on it, and what he saw was a piece of history hidden in the Yin Shang period.

To be precise, it is the history of dynastic changes.

It is a history of rebellion, and this time in the midst of the rebellion, the stormy king is Zhong Ding.

The tenth king of the Yin Shang period.

During the Chung Ding period, there was the famous Rebellion of the Ninth Dynasty.

The nobles of Yin Shang were slaughtered together, and the blood of the losers was everywhere, and even the noble wizards who were high above were all slaughtered.

The wizards had abandoned their principles.

All the wizards of the Zhongding lineage were later invaded by the new nobles who invaded the royal capital, and the eternal life of the suppression was not allowed to be reborn.

None of them were spared.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the Yin Shang nobleman knew that part of the reason why he had eliminated the sorcerers of the Zhongding lineage was because they were incompatible with the rest of the people.

There is also an even more important reason that Zhong Ding, the tenth king of Yin Shang, and his father, Taiwu, brought something out of the ancient Xia Dynasty tomb that really frightened them.

Bronze.

The bronzes of the Xia Dynasty and the bronzes of the Shang Dynasty are not the same thing, the Shang Dynasty used bronzes as tools, and bronzes can be ritual vessels, food vessels, or weapons.

The bronzes of the Xia Dynasty are completely different from the bronzes of the Shang Dynasty.

Because of fear.

overthrew Xia Wei's Shang Tang and hid the bronzes of the Xia Dynasty.

"They should all be dead."

The more the Yin Shang noble wizard wanted to extinguish this thought, the more solemn he became.

In the end, there was a thought in his head that he couldn't hold back any longer.

"What if?"

"What if, Zhong Ding, there really is a wizard who has passed down?"

That's it.

The killing intent of the Yin Shang nobles spread like fire, and their intention to bury all traces of the existence of the Xia Dynasty was the same as that of the Zhou Dynasty wanting to cover up all the customs of the Yin Shang.

They all want to bury everything about them in history.

Never appear.

……

In your sleep.

Lin Feng is like the wind, standing in place, condensing like the wind.

It's better than the last god who became the last god when he ascended to evil in the South Seas, and he was much more serious.

found the connection between these people and the Li family ancestral hall, except for Li Gao's father and Li Gao, the rest of the people had extremely weak connections with the Li family ancestral hall.

Lin Feng stretched out his hand and touched it.

The sacrificial fire burned slowly, silently connecting those who were not deeply involved, their memories, and their connections.

All burned to ashes.

They have completely forgotten everything about the Li family ancestral hall.

Under such a special circumstance, everything they have a connection with is gradually dying out.

At the time when it began to burn Li Gao's father contact.

Lin Feng saw something unusual.

When burning Li Gao's father, Lin Feng saw that on Li Gao's father's side, an oracle bone inscription appeared.

It's the shoulder blades of a cow on which a lot of words are written.

Lin Feng glanced at it, wrote it down, and then burned the piece of beef blade.

"Boom!"

The Li family ancestral hall exploded!