Pushing away the grinding disc and driving away the donkey, Lin Feng found a so-called secret passage from under the village chief's livestock pen, and walked into this secret passage, Lin Feng saw a "slaughterhouse" with a "different face".

A red candle as thick as a human arm illuminates the red hall here.

It is very simple to dig out a cellar on the Loess Plateau, but it is not simple to dig out such a large "slaughterhouse" at all.

Not to mention collapse, just ventilation is a craft and technical work.

There was blood left on the ground, and a large number of meat dogs were cut open, so that blood flowed on the loess, and from these blood stains, these meat dogs were newly dead.

In front of a table, the old lady he had seen that day, after being cut open, hung on an iron hook.

Leave to air dry.

All the internal organs were taken away, and even the bones were separated from the flesh.

She looked at Lin Feng with a pair of eyes, and Lin Feng also looked at her.

The old lady didn't die.

It's not killing.

Because she is not human, this is not an ancient sacrifice.

This is saving lives, renewing life, similar to Mu Mu Yin's method, someone pickled the old lady's internal organs with evil soil, and evenly smeared red soil on her body and bones, and a large amount of soil covered the old lady's body, maintaining her life.

Her soul had long since left her body, and according to Lin Fengzhi's observation, her soul should have been sealed to the ground.

Make sure that when the body is salted to be immortal, it will not be lost because of being hooked away from the soul.

Lin Feng has seen such a method.

In primitive religion, such things were not uncommon, and this was also the case in later feudal dynasties, where the emperors of the Yuan Dynasty were salted in large quantities and transported back to the capital of the Yuan Dynasty, but until now, there are still such methods.

That's inhuman.

The primitive era is the primitive era, even the Zhou Dynasty, there are Zhou rites, we all know that "the initiator has no aftermath", even the figurines are buried with the saints, and even when they are fighting, they are not captured, and there is no reason to go back to the back, the more they go back.

Retro isn't a good thing.

Lin Feng turned the table and saw that someone had dug a big pit in the ground.

Three incense sticks were lit on it, a scribbled straw man was planted on the ground, with the eight characters of birth written on it, there was a bowl of sesame oil in front, and a paper twist was like an ever-bright lamp, burning faintly, there were wisps of black smoke, Lin Feng recognized it, this was a method of substitution for death.

How did you recognize it?

Because there is yellow paper in front, as well as incense watches, and a clay pot, the Mr. Yin and Yang who came to the village to "pray for rain" does not seem to be simply praying for rain.

The arrangement here, the means of putting away the soul, are all from him, but as the so-called "flying birds hide their bows", "cunning rabbits and dead lackeys cook", Mr. Yin and Yang, who did these things, "fell to his death".

Even Lin Feng didn't know what to say.

It's still not your own people, if it's your own people, everyone can be happy together.

Lin Feng sighed a little, the "darkness" under his feet appeared, "eating" the surrounding soil into it, and "spitting" it out, and soon revealed a "coffin" inside.

One of the "coffins" in this is a clay pot, the size of Lin Feng's palm, and Lin Feng can see that this is an antiquity.

The yellow talisman and a large amount of red clay seal the entire "coffin" strongly.

Don't reveal any breath.

Just as he was observing this scene, someone walked in from outside, Lin Feng already knew that the situation of the entire village was under his control - except for the big locust tree at the door, Lin Feng's wind blew over, and the leaves of the big locust tree kept "shrinking".

They rubbed against each other and made a snake-like sound.

And there is an unknown horror that spreads out of its body, spreading into the village.

The target was Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's [Unyielding] worked, but he was still methodical.

Doing what you do.

Then he saw from the locust tree a number of small snakes, as thick and thin as tachyons, coming down.

The locust tree is still "shedding".

It's brownish-yellow, and it's some famous resin.

It kept flowing out of the old skin's body and fell to the ground, with a strange fragrance.

With the spread of this fragrance.

Outside, the sky began to be numb and dark.

It's like dusk.

Lin Feng glanced out from inside the cellar and knew that the big one was coming.

"Every time."

Lin Feng complained, speeding up the movements in his hands.

After inspecting the clay pot where the soul was hidden, Lin Feng dragged out the corpse from the pile of debris next to him, this Mr. Yin Yang was short and fat, and he looked a little honest and honest.

Lin Feng took out his "compass", and then took out some incense, some paper and pencils, which he carried with him, and also brought a small incense burner, on which a famous Taoist figure was drawn.

Emperor Xuanwu, what is written above, in the sixth year of Kangxi, Yongding furnace was built.

It's decent, it's about a magic weapon, it's useful, but it's not very useful.

Lin Feng was searching.

There are still some things that Lin Feng doesn't know, and there are even two pills, Lin Feng sniffed it, big honey pills, I don't know what to treat.

It should be a prescription for the Four Gentlemen's Soup.

As for the rest of the sun-dried toads, there are still a few red threads, which are about among the folk instruments.

Lin Feng was not familiar with it.

The most important thing is that inside his clothes, Lin Feng took out a piece of cloth.

The text is densely written in cinnabar.

After taking a closer look, Lin Feng found that this was a desperate letter, and this Mr. Yin and Yang was also a smart person, knowing that this time, he must have no life to survive.

So I left the information in advance, as for whether it has any effect.

Then wait for providence.

In the words of Mr. Yin and Yang, there is providence in the underworld.

Lin Feng shook the cloth in his hand, not knowing what to tell poor Mr. Yin and Yang.

Providence hasn't worked lately.

He also found that this person's cultivation was almost zero, and he relied on some metaphysical knowledge.

And that helped him with one thing.

That is, he is still a "normal person".

The sound of footsteps came from behind him, and there was more than one person, and the village chief led someone over, plucked up all his strength, and knocked on the back of Lin Feng's head.

Lin Feng stood to the side, not looking at the back.

The net took root in the back of their heads, and the village chief slammed a stick on the ground, and even the tiger's mouth broke open.

Blood flowed out, but I didn't know it.

"You actually found out, but unfortunately, you can't be left!"

The village chief said viciously, Lin Feng didn't say a word, he was like a god pretending to be dirty, and the internal organs of the old woman were packed into her body in the same way.

Like a surgeon.

While he was constantly moving, including the dogs that ate the flesh of dead people, they were all controlled by the net.

The village chief gasped, and it could be seen that he was not skilled in killing people again, and after doing it, his blood was gushing, and he was breathing heavily, as if he had heard the inquiry of the "people around him", and said sharply: "No, this matter can't be known to anyone."

If you know, can those black dogs in the county government let us go?

If something happens, it's not like you don't know the black hearts of those people.

Be careful, I've already called people, and when they come, we'll be fine. ”

The village chief is talking to someone who doesn't exist.

The rest of the people are also talking.

The scene was chaotic and mixed, but it was extraordinarily harmonious, and Lin Feng was single-minded.

He gathered the words of these people and found a thread in their words.

And his hands don't stop, he still sits on his work, although he is not a medical student, but when he assembles the old lady, he doesn't pay much attention.

The old lady is not a living person.

Even if the internal organs are misplaced, it won't be a big problem.

There will be no intestinal adhesions and no emphysema.

She could hardly be said to be "alive" in a certain sense, something very new and very old.

The earthy version of "Flesh and Blood, Mechanical Ascension", in which the old lady is a test subject.

The more he listened to them, the more Lin Feng knew, and as the village chief said his mother, Lin Feng pieced together the original appearance of the matter, and the cold atmosphere and resentment became more and more deep.

At the door of this cellar, there was also a shadowy figure.

They call people indiscriminately.

"Daddy."

"Mother."

"Boss."

……

All kinds of voices gathered together, Lin Feng felt an overwhelming resentment rushing over, under such resentment, there was no difficulty in wanting to save himself.

But if you want to protect these people around you, you will inevitably have omissions.

What's more, he's still stitching the old lady back together.

While these people were chatting, Lin Feng heard some news that he had missed.

And to find something, something that he really needs.

【mou】

【bo】

【fa】

Lin Feng made a loud sound, replacing defense with offense.

In particular, as soon as the "mou] sound appears, the entire "slaughterhouse" is vibrating, and it may collapse at any time.

As a last resort, the yin is divided by the [bo] sound.

The cold breath and shadowy figures make people fall asleep.

One of Lin Feng's hairs fell silently.

Burned to ashes.

When the Badland heard the sound of "mou", it began to boil!

Like a natural enemy!

For the first time, Lin Feng sensed that this thing was very likely to be alive!

It's a living creature!

It may even be another life.

Enemy on the belly and back!

Putting the old lady away, those evil soils densely climbed up Lin Feng's arms.

When it was stitched, Lin Feng also heard the most important information next to him.

At this time, he has to hold on for a while when he dies.

The first time the Bad Land invaded, Lin Feng felt all kinds of abnormalities.

Especially painful.

A pain of assimilation.

He looked at the "clutter pile" next to him again, admitting that he had lost his eyes a little.

He hung the magic sword in front of him, and the wind turned into sword qi, tearing apart the things outside, but it didn't work, they disappeared and reappeared.

On top of the magic sword, he didn't use the Tarzan diagram.

Tarzan and Luo Net do not deal with each other.

With the Tarzan diagram, the net will be broken.

He still expected these people to speak, but when he shook off the magic sword, the little snake that secretly crawled over was shocked and motionless.

Lin Feng took this opportunity and looked at the "debris pile" next to him.

He couldn't look away, and if those things were really there, he wouldn't be wrong, he wouldn't miss them.

Lin Feng's feet spread the ground cane method.

But if you don't see it, it can only prove one thing.

This thing is so ordinary that it has a magic power that makes people "ignore".

The darkness under Lin Feng's feet brought out a few pieces of "mud" that had no mana fluctuations, and Lin Feng finally felt a little moved when he saw the words on it.

He saw some lines that he had never seen before!