I am sorry for all my youthful frivolity, all my outrageous words, all my outrageous words.

Take a bow.

For the Aoyama game console.

A bow.

Two bows.

Three bows.

Straightening up, Lin Feng carefully looked at the Qingshan game machine, and then put a stick of incense on the Qingshan game machine.

The Aoyama game console did not crack.

Lin Feng was a little disappointed.

With the ascension of his cultivation and personality.

He can also vaguely feel something, that is, the so-called "not being polite".

The feudal dross between metaphysics.

If he gives great gifts to gods who are lower than himself and whose richness is lower than himself, the one who receives the gift will be detrimented.

He tried to give the Aoyama game console, and the Aoyama game console was safe and sound.

Lin Feng was trying to knock one on the Qingshan game console to see if it could withstand it and do the right thing, so he chose to do the right thing.

This time's pain is called Lin Feng's heart.

No less than the pain of drowning.

You're really not a good person, game consoles, the feeling of death is not shielded, and the pain of death is not downgraded.

The main one is unmistakable.

Lin Feng had the feeling of death several times at a glance.

This feeling is not a refreshing sense of his fear of death, but it is definitely a refreshing new way of dying.

He was stuffed with red mud into the seven orifices.

Suffocation.

A seven-grade, armor-clad character who can rival thousands of armies was suffocated to death.

It's kind of ridiculous to say.

The pain of such a death was doubled, Lin Feng still felt very uncomfortable at the moment, Duck Ditch was indeed an extraordinary place.

This time, the energy told Lin Feng.

He was in need of a paint.

He reined in his already small popularity, but the effect was not high, his eyes were injured, and he was attracted to a cave between the lakes and lakes.

By the time he sensed the problem, it was too late.

He couldn't put into words what power it was.

He was filled with seven orifices.

He didn't understand what his enemy was until he died.

Only by draping the painted skin over himself could he get out of the duck ditch, and when he was about to die, he saw a place that could be archived.

【Abandoned Cave】

He didn't archive there, because after archiving there, the game was a dead file.

The past is dead, the past is dead.

It doesn't make sense.

Now the question is, where is the custom of using red clay to seal people's seven orifices and kill people?

Is there such a custom in the Northwest?

Oh, Tudo drowns people with dirt, doesn't he?

How is it possible, is it good for everyone to be buried?

Lin Feng took a few long breaths, getting rid of the death horror that still remained.

He wrote oracle bone inscriptions on a piece of paper, and just in case, he shuffled the order of the objects and divided them into several parts.

Then, find Mr. Xu.

Then I turned on my computer and started searching for news about the Northwest, with a focus on maps.

Satellite maps.

Duck ditch is not necessarily the real name, it may be a common name.

A conventional name.

With this kind of name, he can't find out where the place is, he can only look at the map to see if he can find some similar places.

At the same time, he continued to open Mr. Xun's compressed package and picture folder.

I hope that an "old man who has left home" will come out of it and tell him to eat a big bite.

However, what disappointed him was that there were indeed a lot of photos in the folder, but unlike what Lin Feng thought, these photos seemed to be just photos.

Lin Feng looked at these photos and frowned slightly.

Some shocked his barren imagination.

These photos are somewhat abstract, not like photos that normal people can take.

The first photo is a deep pit.

I don't know if you've ever seen an abandoned coal mine pit after digging a coal mine.

Lin Feng has seen it, he has seen it more than once, when he went to Guanwai, he saw the mine pit that was still working.

It's like a sinkhole.

Below the sinkhole is the road, and when you look down from above, you can feel your own insignificance.

This photo is taken as if it were a mine, it should be a person, no, it doesn't look like a person.

People can't do that.

Is it a drone?

A normal person, he should be standing on the edge of this pit and taking pictures.

In this case, his angle should be the direction of obliqueness, but the angle of this photo, Lin Feng compared.

If it is a photo taken by a person, it should be someone flying, like when Tianjin Fan in the first martial arts club on Dragon Ball used the air cannon, the same look.

That's what it should be.

"Teacher Xun can fly? Or is this not a photo taken by Mr. Xun? What does this picture mean?"

Lin Feng felt like he was back in a high school class, doing reading comprehension.

Photography is also an art.

No matter how bad it is, it is also a record of science.

Lin Feng couldn't see any information from Teacher Xun's photo.

The photograph is very abstract, it is a photograph taken from the top down, about the mine, and his subject is this mine.

This is not the Loess Plateau.

Continuing to flip through the second photo, the second photo is even more amazing.

It is a cave.

Note that it was a karst cave, and the depths of the cave were strange, and the green light made Lin Feng mistakenly think that he had entered some underworld.

It is a very standard form of karst cave, and if the shooting location is located in the northwest, it is likely to be located at the junction of Gamcheon.

There are karst caves there, and the number is not low.

Looking at this photo, Lin Feng saw a person crawling out of the darkness in the lower left corner of the photo as if he was sneaky.

Get on all fours.

It's like a beast, more like a corpse that's been transformed.

It can be seen from its posture.

This is the defensive attack posture of the intruder that has been discovered.

Lin Feng looked at the dried corpse, waiting for him to come out of it, but unfortunately, he didn't have any intention of jumping out.

Nor are you.

Coward.

Lin Feng flipped through the third photo.

The third photo is dark.

Looking over and over again, it is a darkness, and there is no other mystery.

Lin Feng continued to scroll down, and from the third photo onwards, it was all dark.

It doesn't make any difference.

After making sure again, he had waited a while to prevent the object from being a gif—though it could be seen from the [attributes] that he was delusional.

That's the picture, it doesn't move.

But what if?

The photo doesn't come out of it with an old man.

Lin Feng continued to observe with the psychology of luck, but found that he had guessed wrong.

This time, it's really just a photo.

Lin Feng quickly flipped through it and found that starting from the third one, the next ones were all black.

When someone took a photo, they kept pressing the shot against the darkness in front of them.

What is he filming?

Was he standing in the same place taking pictures?

Lin Feng flipped to the thirtieth sheet before he saw a light in the darkness.

It's lightning.

After the lightning, there is something.

He's filming this kind of thing!

These photos are not meaningless!

But the photo is too model, no matter how powerful Lin Feng is, he can't see what is in the photo clearly.

"No......

Lin Feng groaned slightly, shrunk the photo, and collected all the dark photos.

The number of these photos reached a staggering nine hundred and ten.

910 ......

According to the order, Lin Feng imported the photos and began to show them at twenty-four frames per second.

Play at this frame rate, even if it's a PPT.

Lin Feng was aroused, he knew that Teacher Xun was not a person who liked to do useless work.

He must have been going to record something.

Nine hundred and ten photos are used in a notebook, even if there are four photos on the front and back pages, it will take more than 200 pages, which is an extremely thick notebook.

With such a large space, Mr. Xun, what information do you plan to leave behind?

The photo starts playing.

Darkness, darkness, darkness, and then a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and from the action of the lightning, it can be seen that the photographer of the photo is shooting with an inhuman hand speed, fast and continuous.

Or maybe he turned on the burst mode.

However, a bolt of lightning came out of nothing, even if it was the camera's burst function, seven shots......

Lin Feng decided to put this matter behind him and continue to watch PPT animation.

The seven photographs are the traces of a lightning bolt, from beginning to end.

After the lightning, there was a shadowy shadow.

Lin Feng can be sure that the person who took the photo is taking this shadow.

And in the back photo, there is lightning flashing, and the person who took the photo is moving at high speed, and he wants to get close to something.

Then, another flash of lightning.

This time, the thing was closer, and Lin Feng pressed the pause button.

Take a closer look at the photo.

Instead of looking into the distance, he looked into the corner of the photo.

The last thing he wanted was to see it.

There is a river next to him, and it can be seen that the cameraman is not aiming at this river, but just inadvertently breaking into the photograph, if it is a time period of lightning.

From the appearance of a lightning bolt to the disappearance, the person holding the camera ran for several hundred meters.

Because there are cables for the columns, as a milestone.

In the river next to him, there was something floating, and Lin Feng couldn't see it clearly.

But he prayed.

This river can be the Jing River.

It can also be the Wei River.

Don't be the Yellow River.

The Yellow River was too deep for him to withstand.

He really didn't want to go to the Yellow River to see what was inside.

Glancing at the river again, Lin Feng was a little numb, because there were a lot of things in the Yellow River next to this person.

And in such a strange situation, this person's attention is still not on the Yellow River.

He continued to tap on the keyboard, and then he made a new discovery.

That is, there is something wrong with the location of these lightning bolts, this person, he is close to the lightning bolts?

What is this situation?

As we all know, the natural discharge phenomenon of lightning usually occurs between clouds and clouds, and the Yellow River flows through - count, the place where the Yellow River flows through is calculated by the elevation of the source of the three rivers, and there is still some distance from the clouds in the sky.

These photos reveal that something is wrong everywhere.

The cameraman continued to run, and Lin Feng's eyes stared at the dark photo without blinking, until a certain photo.

The cameraman suddenly changed direction.

A bolt of lightning fell.

Lin Feng saw a stone stele.

There are two large letters on it.

【Chengtian】