Such words have a compelling power, and one can even say so.

It's weird talking.

Those who hear these voices will be hated by strangers.

Covered in red clay.

Suffocation alive.

Lin Feng pinched his handprint, but as soon as he pinched it, he immediately stopped.

Because the strange whispers were completely shattered with the sound of neat footsteps.

Poor strange language was shattered in such neat footsteps!

There are still people singing, but it is not similar to the current singing, it is similar to the poetry of the Book of Songs, which is made with a "roar", which contains extremely strange powers.

Lin Feng heard it very clearly, he didn't understand what the lyrics were, but he could hear the "domineering", "joy", and games in these songs? What about translation? Translate it!

No one translated for Lin Feng.

It was as if there were thousands of horses walking in this remote and remote country, the sound of the "chirping" of the horses, the sound of the chains vibrating, and the equally terrible, no less than the sound of hell, the sound of the martyrdom of the martyrs.

The wail of despair.

Hearing these footsteps, Lin Feng unconsciously got goosebumps.

That's a sign of danger.

His first reaction was, the Yin Soldier is coming!

[Unyielding] did not react, which means that it is not a mental attack.

[Kenshin Tongming] made him a little suffocated, indicating that it marked his danger, and this danger was enough to be fatal.

Just when he was about to use the magic seal and forcibly fight, the three dog babies next to him quickly pounced on the ground, and he covered his face with all the red mud on the ground without scruples, not letting go of any loopholes, which was completely different from the stupid appearance in front.

He is here and is a "normal person".

Seeing Lin Feng looking at himself, he quickly nodded with his fingers, meaning to ask Lin Feng to follow him.

Follow him and you can save your life!

Seeing this, Lin Feng also chose the same action as the three dog babies.

He also threw himself on the ground, constantly covering himself with red mud, as the footsteps got closer and closer, the smell of blood he smelled became heavier and heavier, even the red mud seemed to be full of blood, and when he reached out and shook it, the red mud turned into blood mud!

Blood was pouring from between his fingers.

Unspeakable disgusting.

He heard the wailing of people, and the sound of this wail made him feel a little creepy, and he even smelled the smell of familiarity to the extreme, which was the smell of sacrificial incense.

The sacrificial incense at the penultimate level.

There are relics of Yin Shang here!

Lin Feng wanted to curse.

He's here in the northwest, not in the Central Plains, why are there the remains of Yin Shang here!

Lin Feng stiffened, he heard a familiar wail, this wail was familiar because among those voices, there was a woman's voice that she was familiar with, it was the peasant woman Lin Feng saw this morning.

She's among them.

That kind of pain doesn't seem like a fake.

And the sound of cows.

At this moment, Lin Feng thought of what the peasant woman said.

"God has taken it."

How can God accept people?

How did he take people?

He didn't know why the peasant woman said that God accepted people, but it was true that someone was accepting people, and for a while, Lin Feng suddenly understood part of the meaning of the peasant woman.

If at night, such a strange army comes to arrest people, then for others, it is indeed like God accepting people.

Do peasant women mistake these people for God's people?

The sound of footsteps stopped not far from them, followed by the wailing of people and animals.

Someone was digging a pit, and it was supposed to be a burial pit.

It was a brutal slaughter, with a certain performative nature, unlike the Aztecs who cut people open and offered their hearts to their Quetzalcoatl, the sacrifice of merchants, which was more brutal and systematic.

They also regarded wailing as a part of "joy" and as an accompaniment, and the more this happened, the more it made Lin Feng's heart chill, just like when the priest of Yin Shang took out the girl's head, he divided it.

They really don't treat people as human beings.

They are holding a merchant sacrifice, starting with the top note, continuing with the mid-term enjoyment, and then ending with the later stage.

Someone is laughing, cheering.

Torture, please, offer incense, please God.

In the eyes of merchants, there is no difference between humans and animals.

It's just a sacrifice.

Because the number of sacrifices was seriously insufficient, "they" could only prolong the survival of the sacrifices as long as possible.

This is definitely not a good thing for the "sacrificial offering".

This is the essence of this sacrifice, Lin Feng can feel that the three dog babies are holding his hand tightly, and they are extremely nervous.

Lin Feng signaled that he was fine.

The two of them waited in the middle of the night in this inhuman wail.

Then, after the wailing ended, someone began to wrap up.

Lin Feng's tongue felt the taste of cinnabar, as well as a large number of other medicinal herbs, someone began to talk to himself, Lin Feng felt that the blood in the red soil on his body was becoming more and more viscous.

Cinnabar is not for sacrifices.

Cinnabar is for something else, and they keep coming up with a name among the priests.

Word.

Lin Feng didn't hear what the text was, that text had a strange magic, the pharaohs of ancient Egypt had a different understanding of names, they thought that as long as someone pronounced their names.

They won't die.

They will return from the underworld and return to their mummies.

I don't know if businessmen also have this law.

Lin Feng didn't even know which god they were worshipping for.

As they sacrificed, the soil continued to seep out blood, just as the soil turned from yellow mud to red mud because it was full of blood.

Could it be that this is how the yellow mud came from?

Under such circumstances, it wasn't until a rooster crowed from nowhere, and a bell rang together with Sanskrit, that Lin Feng opened his eyes.

Unconsciously.

He didn't even notice the passage of time.

By his side, the three dog babies were already asleep, and Lin Feng's net was tied to his body, realizing that he was indeed missing his soul.

And what happened last night......

Lin Feng got up from the ground, but found that he was not in Yangjia Village.

He's in Duck Ditch.

Lin Feng took the three dog babies up, looked down at his bare feet, and found that there was no dirt on his feet.

Looking at the sky, the time is about in the morning, at most eight o'clock, he was in Yangjia Village last night, but now he appeared in Yazigou.

Lin Feng's feet moved slightly, and the ground staff method appeared, spitting out two corpses.

One was the body of the mother of the three-dog baby, who was hanged on the locust tree.

The other is the corpse of a Western explorer.

Don't look at the Western explorers, there are a lot of things on their bodies, but none of them carry mana that cannot be collected.

It's all ordinary items.

Including the drawings from the Jiajing period.

What matters is the information that is carried on it.

Not the rest.

It is made of sheepskin tanned with secret medicines.

Lin Feng pulled up the corpse of the Western explorer, and soon found more information on the corpse.

Mainly focused on his left and right arms.

He wrote some information on it, I don't know if it was to prevent himself from forgetting, or to make it possible for his companions to find the body after he died.

It can be seen that he is a ruthless person.

The corpses are fresh.

Lin Feng looked at these lines and fell into deep thought.

Because of this thing, Lin Feng looked very familiar.

The arm on the left is a cloud pattern, and on the arm on the right, there is a snake pattern on the face of the snake, Lin Feng squatted, observing this pattern, and finally swallowed the corpse.

Brother, this is Taoteng bronzes.

Before dying, you have to leave a message, is it because the wealth is too moving, or is it something else?

But there is one thing to say.

Die well.

On the other side, his net took root and entered the body of the three dog baby's mother, and it was determined that she had hanged herself.

The soul is not there.

Lin Feng put her away, the three dog babies had woken up, he looked at Lin Feng stupidly, and Lin Feng carried it on his back.

Judging by the known conditions, he already has traces of tracking.

A line.

With praying for rain as the line, more than two months of drought - Mr. County's self-help - people from the west of Taihang Mountain, came here, it rained heavily - the children began to lose their souls.

Is the anomaly caused by heavy rain, is it because it is praying for rain?

Not so many children have lost their souls before.

Lin Feng carried the child on his back, walked like flying, walked out of Yazigou in one direction, and then did not return to Yangjia Village, he remembered very well, at least in this mountain, there were several villages.

"Yangjia Village, Li Jiacha, Liujiagou."

The places in these villages are easy to find, because their village names almost represent the places where they are, and when they came to the fork, Lin Feng saw the people hanging on the beams of their houses.

In the entire Li family, there are no living people.

And this time should also be advanced.

At least half a month ago, the people here fled and died.

Some old people and children who can't walk are all dead here, they were killed by someone, but the person who killed them should be, the young man of this village?

It's not like bandits.

Most of the wounds were caused by farm tools, with livestock pens and no livestock.

There are also some people who hang themselves.

Some of the villagers had their upper and lower bodies separated.

No wolves come to eat the carcasses, no crows come to eat the carrion.

Lin Feng carried the child on his back and went to Liujiagou again, Liujiagou, as the name suggests, is in the ditch.

The situation is similar to that of the village next to the fork.

Dead clean.

They committed suicide in the village, without even a thin coffin.

Lin Feng was not in a hurry to go back, he walked around the entire mountain beam and found a village, a village where the people died almost cleanly.

Only the Yangjia Village he went to, there were still some living people.

Is Yangjia Village special, or is all this caused by Yangjia Village?

Lin Feng finished investigating.

Finally, in a small courtyard in Liujiagou, half a piece of bun was found.

He clapped his hands gently, and the wind blew through here, and he saw the secret room here, the well here, the leaves here, and the children hidden here.