The matter of Professor Han's disappearance is confusing, and even if he is an experienced local veteran, it is quite a headache.

Foggy small courtyard.

Lin Feng planted incense on the wooden guest.

Lock off the room.

Its mellow fragrance is imprisoned by the wind in a room, and it is not allowed to go out.

Lin Feng sucked the incense in.

The soul is warm.

At this moment, before it was time to sacrifice, Lin Feng did not find an excellent sacrifice.

Unless he is willing to exchange the precious materials for sacrifice.

Offering incense can be used as the main body.

However, the effect is better when supplemented by the left sacrifice.

Lin Feng could feel it from the new game that was about to start, and he would encounter new weirdness.

The old situation will appear when you open a new game.

The last time was the Li family ancestral hall.

This time, as long as it is not the Yellow River coffin, he can accept it.

Who knows what can float out of the Mother River.

In case a bronze coffin comes.

Lin Feng can go from the heel to the back of his head.

He was going to see what was going on, and if it was really weird, he would sacrifice it.

Multiplier.

Thinking of this, he looked up at the wooden guest in front of him, at this moment, the energetic wooden guest could no longer be "resurrected".

His spirit and spirit were all made into sacrificial incense by Lin Feng and sucked into the soul.

In the incense of this bird, the bronze lines on Lin Feng's body vaguely reappeared.

made Lin Feng frown.

I don't know why.

He also has to properly deal with the dragon and tiger affairs.

The old buddies around didn't dare to live with Lin Feng, even if Lin Feng restrained all his aura, they couldn't withstand Lin Feng's dragon and tiger qi of two thousand stones.

And they didn't dare to absorb such a strong sacrificial incense.

The lowest sacrificial incense is a tonic.

Sacrificial incense such as Muke is highly poisonous, and if they smell too much, it will become "strange".

At this moment, Lin Feng had four teams of brothers by his side.

The first team was the first to follow him in the "Seven Martial Seas of the King".

These old brothers have almost reached the twentieth layer of the secret method of stealing the door.

Well, it can be used to make a fortune, and the specific operation refers to the chapter on Empress Dowager Huang, property crimes.

The second team is the "Nu Opera Master", and the nine "Nu Opera Masters" have all suffered epic strengthening.

Lin Feng held Lao Qu's carving knife in his hand.

Begin to learn the noodles.

The third team is the "Guardians of the Galaxy", and they are a little weaker.

It's up to them to move things and clean up.

The worst is the latest "converted" "shipwreck lost".

On the night he left Fukou, Lin Feng stuck to the painting skin and came back with a wave of horse guns, bringing back those who were lost in the shipwreck.

The seven old brothers were caught off guard.

I was caught on the spot.

Forced to work.

This is the fourth team, if he really fights the Fa, the average Nine Rank cultivator is not his opponent.

In the Seven Martial Seas of His Majesty, they wore yak skin robes.

On the robe, there are many special lines.

With a mask on his face.

The raw material of these masks is the [clean] Nanyang building wood fragments that Lin Feng exchanged from the game as materials.

He made two masks.

One is the [Guan Di Mask], which is worn on the face of the puppet master.

The master of the opera is outstanding at the moment.

Holding a wooden knife, kill a longevity insect like grandma, and capture it with your hands.

His Majesty Qiwuhai, who is wearing robes, also has a lot of strength.

In particular, a yak mask was put on.

The yak mask, which can bring a lot of strength, is somewhat like the cow charm of a bull warrior.

"The Bull Warrior never takes off his mask!"

Lin Feng sat down cross-legged and faced the idol-like wooden guest.

It's a pity that this god-like wooden guest is Lin Feng's prey at the moment, and the prey looks shorter than the wooden guest - the wooden guest is more than three meters long, and he is also very tall when he sits cross-legged.

Lin Feng is tall again.

When he separated from Brother Chen, Brother Chen was quite puzzled, but because of the broken documentary, he still needed to go outside again, so he could only be separated from Lin Feng.

Brother Chen was a little reluctant.

His brother became a little strange, and Brother Chen planned to interrogate one or two carefully.

In those days, he felt like he had asked every time.

But nothing came of it.

Yes, what can be the result of monkfish?

The whole process, the two people who were supposed to fire CP.

One was "sick", he was not energetic the whole time, and the other didn't look at the person at all - only Xiao Ning's injured world was completed.

Only the director is happy.

He said that Lin Feng was better when he didn't speak, because he originally had a documentary to do.

He felt that Lin Feng didn't speak, and if he dressed up again, it was very suitable to be a special actor-Bodhisattva, or put on armor to be a god general and Jialan.

Well, this is what Lin Feng doesn't know.

Otherwise, he would have woken up laughing.

What is this?

Cyber offering?

The new god of the Internet?

Ontology cos?

Mistake?

This is pure technology and hard work.

Lin Feng called the old brother behind him and anointed him.

Make and receive phone calls.

It was Xu Nian's phone, and across the phone line, Lin Feng could feel Xu Nian's restlessness on the other side of the phone.

Lin Feng's voice was very gentle.

With a strange charm that chanting mantras should have.

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry, you have to believe that none of the people investigating the case are eating dry food."

Lin Feng played with the firearm in his hand as he spoke: "They are all capable people, if you mobilize your strength to find them, you must be able to find your teacher, it's just a matter of time."

Besides, do you really believe that your teacher will commit suicide?

As you have said, your teacher's dissertation writings in this life are in the two Song and Liao Jin, especially in the Liao Kingdom.

It's really not good, this time Xiangxi is also his professional research scope, right?

Then the question is, why did he commit suicide in Shazhou when he had nothing to do?

He is not an expert in Buddhism in the Western Xia and Tang Dynasties, so it doesn't mean anything to him here. ”

As he spoke, he tried to fuse luck and fire.

The fire gun is the property of the Li family in Liaodong.

It doesn't do much.

It's cursed on it, and it's not very easy to use.

Its biggest advantage is that it can launch projectiles, and those three projectiles are the confidence of this firecracker.

Projectiles are consumables.

It's really gone.

So if the fire gun and the dragon and tiger qi of the Han Dynasty can be fused together......

Lin Feng is single-minded and has a clear mind, which is also the benefit of cultivation, and he is still persuading people.

"He's probably just in a bad mood and wants to take a break, uh-huh, I know, don't be nervous.

Your teacher is such a famous person, the local people will definitely spend a lot of effort to find it, and there will definitely be results. ”

Beef bone oil brings a very special feeling.

Somewhat gentle, then it began to burn again.

It was as if it was going to penetrate his skin and into his bones.

Even after using the beef bone oil several times, this feeling is still extremely obvious.

What's more, because he has snake patterns on his face, in this room, he is about to glow.

There are three things in the whole room, and I can't make up a human smell!

With the blessing of this butter ointment and sacrificial incense, Lin Feng absorbed it quickly, hung up the phone, and Lin Feng soon entered a feeling of being lost in the lake.

Eat enough and be sleepy.

Because of his deep sleep, the wind also made some mistakes, and the old brother behind him was forced to leave the room.

Lin Feng was left alone, as if he was drunk, and sat in the room.

Sacrificial incense does have the effect of warming the gods.

Lin Feng was in a trance and heard a strange sound.

Sounds like it's smashing something.

The sound of the squeeze.

There was also the sound of something falling to the ground.

Lin Feng was sweating profusely.

I don't know what I saw.

In the midst of this shattered sound.

There is also the sound of the dog's whimper before he dies.

Someone is killing a dog, or a black dog, and it's that magical synaesthesia.

It's not big.

But just know.

"Confidential~"

"Be confidential."

"Recently, the merchants of Shangqiu have come here to spy on our secrets~"

"Kill everyone who dares to peep into the secret~"

"Our allies are dishonest."

"Hide all the kings of the past."

"Hide secrets, you can't let anyone know, not merchants, not those coppersmiths."

"They can't be trusted."

"Our king is dying, there is something wrong with the new king, and the new king is not yet ready to ascend the throne."

"The soil from the west hasn't come over yet......"

"Something happened to the Guanshan kiln~"

There was a strange voice, said in his ear.

Far away, with an empty echo.

Lin Feng didn't know what the situation was.

In the midst of this scorching torment.

It was as if in the darkness, something was approaching him.

Something is reaching out.

I'm about to touch him.

But back off.

Hidden in the dark.

The strange psychedelic scene made Lin Feng feel extremely uncomfortable, as if he had a fever.

It's like when I was a child, when I was sleeping, I saw a huge ball crushing me.

It's hard to happen.

Because with Lin Feng's recent continuous cultivation.

Fever is a very difficult thing for him, this feeling is more like a demon.

Demon Town.

When Lin Feng woke up, the sun was setting in the west, and the red sun was slanting in the west.

The end of a "wonderful" day.

It's almost evening.

Lin Feng stood up from the ground, and suddenly found that the wooden guest in front of him had undergone strange changes on his body.

"Wood withering, this is the reason why I have absorbed a lot of essence."

He examined himself, and found that the tongue was open.

This was opened by himself, because he knew very well that in Nanyang, he opened all the upper view Yagami.

So how to open the upper view of Yagami, he knows very well.

He knew better that the practice should be carried out in a situation where he was clear.

Otherwise, who knows what will happen.

All supernatural powers must be carried out under his consciousness.

Not even the subconscious.

Lin Feng thought of the words in his mind, the merchant of Shangqiu.

Merchants are called merchants in part because the place where they live is called Shangqiu.

Shang Hill, a hill where merchants gather.

The fact that a businessman comes to spy on the secret shows that he is the one who keeps the secret.

It's Yin Shang again!

Teacher Xun, Teacher Xun, what did you investigate......

Intellectually speaking, Lin Feng thought that this was a side effect of the bronze.

However, the view of the mountain kiln.

Lin Feng frowned.

Guanshan kiln, Guanshan kiln cultural festival commemorative cup, Lin Feng always thought that thing was a modern product.

Guanshan kiln is also a modern kiln factory.

But at least since the Yin Shang period, there has been a mountain viewing kiln, what kind of thing is this mountain viewing kiln?

"Merchants covet our secrets".

"Something happened to the Guanshan kiln."

The soil from the west has not yet been brought in.

Lin Feng rubbed his face, knowing that he should check what the bronze was.

The most related to bronze may be the Northwest Spirit.

Lin Feng no longer hesitated, he put the fire gun and the Han Dynasty dragon and tiger qi together.

Fit, 95 percent, fusion, one two or nine dollars.