"God accepts people?"

When Lin Feng heard the peasant woman's words, he looked down at his feet.

Finding something wrong.

He had red mud on his feet.

He was in the wild temple last night, all night.

I just walked out this morning.

It stands to reason that even if there is dirt on his feet, it should be loess.

As for last night's wild temple, the soil in the wild temple is also loess.

Where does this red mud come from?

In ancient times, the reason for the disdain for peasants was that even if the emperor walked, it was only "loess paving" and "water sprinkling the road".

The rest of the people inevitably walked on dirt roads.

It's normal to get mud and soil.

But he couldn't have touched dirt that didn't exist.

Lin Feng looked behind him, and there was no red mud on the way he came.

The same is true for the surroundings.

He reached out and scraped the dirt off his feet, not to taste it in his mouth, but to sniff it, and his tongue was keenly aware that the red mud on his feet had no taste.

This is not normal dirt.

Soil has a taste, different soil, different taste.

He walked over again, crouched down next to the corpses, and examined them carefully.

When the peasant woman saw her husband approaching the corpse, she said in horror, "What are you doing?" You're not trying to eat people, are you? ”

Lin Feng picked up the copper bell and sniffed it, except for the slightest stench.

There is no taste of red earth.

Lin Feng threw away the copper bell and said, "I'm a gentleman who looks at things, so what do you say I'm doing?"

I'm looking at things, I'm looking at how these people died, cannibalism, am I like a cannibal?

What is the situation when you say that God accepts people? ”

The peasant woman was a little hesitant, hesitated for a moment and said, "Aren't you the gentleman invited by Yangjia Village?" You go to Yangjia Village and ask, how do I know? ”

Lin Feng was unimpressed: "How to get to Yangjia Village?" ”

The peasant woman pointed from this road, walked over from this beam, and walked towards the place where there is a big locust tree, which is Yangjia Village.

Lin Feng thanked the peasant woman, thought about it when she finally left, and handed her the remaining steamed buns from herself: "These people's corpses are not clean, take the steamed buns and leave, don't stay here."

Starvation is terrible, life is worse than death. ”

After finishing speaking, Lin Feng took off his shoes, he walked barefoot on the road, and observed the soles of his feet at any time to see what dirt was contaminated.

This time, there was no red mud on his feet.

The peasant woman behind her saw the gentleman from the provincial town leaving, and looked at the corpses with some hesitation, but finally gritted her teeth and began to pick up the luggage on these corpses.

It can be seen that she is not very afraid of corpses.

She was more afraid of starvation.

Lin Feng heard the voice and didn't pay any more attention.

The appearance of peasant women was not right in itself.

Early in the morning, a peasant woman appeared here, either farming or herding sheep.

Moreover, it is to go to the county seat to catch the market.

Judging by what she was holding.

Neither.

Even if she got up early to dig wild vegetables, Lin Feng understood, but she was like knowing that there were corpses here and came to search for them.

She's not a vulture.

How do you know where to eat carrion?

I thought of the distress letter in my arms.

Lin Feng knew that this trip was getting more and more difficult to do.

He exerted his strength under his feet, and a puff of smoke disappeared here, and he walked down the path pointed by the peasant woman, and on his right hand was the duck ditch, and there were no wild ducks in the duck ditch.

There are "phenomena" that are even more terrible and terrifying than evil.

Ordinary people come down from the mountain beam to Shanyin, at least it takes more than half an hour, but Lin Feng is different.

He shook off his feet, and in about ten minutes he was at the bottom of the mountain, and he saw the amazingly large locust tree.

I also saw a woman hanging under the big locust tree.

There wasn't much time to die, at least not the upper and lower body separated.

Throughout the locust tree, there are countless strips of red cloth, judging from the color of the red strips.

These red strips of cloth, the time they were hung up, spanned a lot.

Some of them are exposed to the wind and turn black.

Some have just hung up.

The color is bright as blood.

Lin Feng's gaze touched behind this big locust tree.

His whole body, dizzy, as if he had been thrown into the whirlpool of the South China Sea, kept shaking, and when he came to his senses, he saw that he was suppressed in a coffin.

The wooden coffin is the coffin called the thin coffin in ancient times.

With a slight blessing from an external force, it will be broken.

At this moment, the coffin was broken.

The earthy smell of one nose.

What's more, as a game transition that can't be changed.

Lin Feng couldn't skip the first picture.

This means that he has to endure such pain.

The dim and cramped coffin, the light that came from nowhere.

What's more, the feeling of suffocation from lack of oxygen made Lin Feng miserable, and he subconsciously wanted to reach out on the coffin lid in front of him and make some traces.

Mental defects.

His body is strong enough, but his mind is still lacking.

It's like the person who was buried inside this coffin in front of him.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng closed his eyes and forcibly dispelled the inexplicable fear in his heart.

He sensed that he was afraid, not because he was in a confined space.

On the verge of death.

It is the surrounding dirt that contains a frightening substance.

They are constantly changing the minds of those around them.

Lin Feng is no exception.

Countless pieces of red dirt squeezed in through the cracks in the coffin, and the red dirt smeared on the lid of his coffin, and fell off, revealing the words carved by the fingernails of the person in front of him on the lid of the coffin.

When he came to Yangjia Village.

The game has officially begun.

He was pulled into the final cutscene CG and accepted the task.

【Northwest Conjuring】

【Non-Novice Mission】

【Game Begin】

[Advanced Mission, Dead, 24-Hour Cooldown]

[Your identity detected: Historian of Qi Observation]

[First of all, please explore on your own and determine the history you want to anchor]

[Once the history is anchored, it cannot be changed, please choose carefully]

[After you have anchored a piece of history, the quest begins]

[Please be aware that the historical difficulty of choosing anchor is directly related to the final pass reward, if the player chooses the task too difficult, the game will become a dead file]

[The dead file cannot be changed, and after the three tasks of the eight beams fall into the dead file, you will not be able to continue to complete the next hidden plot]

[Please choose the difficulty of the task carefully and carefully]

[Life Remaining: 1]

【Start the game】

【Exit the Game】

Lin Feng saw it twice, and asked the player to choose carefully.

He chose to start the game.

In any case, whether to be cautious or not is what he will do next.

What he chooses next is his business.

This feeling of being suffocated to death is much more "comfortable" than Xiangxi Blood God being caught in the sky and looking at the mountains, and he doesn't want to continue to enjoy fear in the coffin.

Let's get started!

Lin Feng chose to start the game, his eyes bloomed again, and when he opened it, he saw that he was still standing at the entrance of Yangjia Village.

Not much time has passed.

If you were to use the current time, it would be eight o'clock in the morning at most.

This time period should be the time when the smoke is about to dissipate everywhere.

Everyone who should work should go to the fields.

But this is not the case in Yangjia Village,

A gust of wind blew, and on the big locust tree, the body of the dead woman was still shaking, and a woman hanged herself at the entrance of the village, but no one in the village came out to take a look.

There are no chickens and dogs in the village.

Lin Feng came to the bottom of the locust tree.

[Check to a location that can be archived]

[Is it archived in Yangjia Village, Locust Tree?] 】

【Yes】

[The save is successful, and the next time you enter the game, it will take effect]

Lin Feng chose to archive, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good to be able to archive it, so you don't have to start all over again.

"I'm a master of the game, the master doesn't review, the master doesn't review."

Lin Feng comforted himself so hypocritically.

In fact, his eyes were always on the locust tree.

He was never distracted.

The locust tree belongs to the yin, so some people say that the locust is a ghost in the wood, and there is such a big tree in front of a shady village, Lin Feng is not a real feng shui master.

He also felt that something was wrong.

This big tree will not grow like this in three or four hundred years.

But big trees are the same as people.

It also has a lifespan.

Especially the shade wood such as the locust tree, they will also suffer from the "catastrophe", if you insist on breaking it scientifically, maybe it is the lightning rod principle? Who knows.

Locust trees are subject to lightning strikes.

A large number of locust trees, unless they are in the forest, will mostly burn into a scorched earth during the process of growth.

This kind of 400-year-old locust wood is rare.

In addition, someone hanged himself on top of this locust tree, and Lin Feng subconsciously felt that it was inappropriate.

But he didn't let go of the woman.

And so he walked in.

He wanted to see what would happen when all the evil things came together.

There was no one in the village.

Yangjia Village is also very simple, there is a road on the left and right, along this road, there are threshing wheat fields, dilapidated yards of high and low, and the earthen walls of each courtyard are almost half a person high.

Many families don't even have doors.

You can easily see the inside from the outside.

Lifeless.

No one.

Yangjiacun ......

It seems to be a dead village.

There are no living creatures.

And the village is not very large, at most more than 300 people.

Lin Feng continued to walk towards the depths of the village, and soon saw the house of the village chief of Yangjia Village on the best piece of land here.

The reason why we can tell that this is the village chief's residence is because it is the brightest building in the whole village.

It's also a shady place, a good place to get the sun all the time.

And in front of this building, there are lamas of Lamaism, and the scriptures written on it are very standard six-character mantras.

In the form of prayer flags, hang on them.

There is indeed Buddha light on the six-character mantra.

It is a lama who has written down the scriptures.

The yellow charm pasted on the door, yellow paper cinnabar, this is not used to town the house, this is used to drive away evil spirits.

The threshold under your feet, one is used to prevent zombies, and the other is that there are some doorways inside, which are witchcraft.

As soon as he opened the gate, Lin Feng saw an old dog lying on the ground in the dark, and when he saw the stranger who walked in, this old dog was lazy and didn't even bother to bark.

Before Lin Feng could walk in, he heard the sound of crying at the entrance of the village.

"Come on, come on, wow, the three dogs are hanging their mother."