At the end of the game, after choosing a piece of history, there is a "forced break" period that is not short.

Lin Feng didn't need to rest.

Not a minute is needed.

Both mentally and physically.

Twenty-four hours, Lin Feng can be used for forty-eight hours.

While turning on the computer, push the stream, and re-title, [I am invincible under the immortals, and one for one above the immortals].

Then it will be broadcast.

After carefully dividing the time and starting to work, Lin Feng wrote the shooting script in his head, and prepared for the next actions while coping with the work.

The group photo of the [Guanshan Kiln Cultural Festival] was close to him, and an innocent old brother held the photo, so that Lin Feng could pay attention to it all the time.

Photographs of these people, except for the three "living people".

The rest of the people, the more they look at it, the more uncomfortable it becomes, they look too public.

The more you look at these public faces, the more hypocritical they feel.

There is a great horror of the "uncanny valley effect", Lin Feng put his hands on the keyboard, Rao is his memory, people who have seen this photo will forget it next time.

The rest of the old brothers were all building workbenches in the next room, and Lin Feng didn't plan to use natural light to shoot the indoor scenes.

Next, Lin Feng is going to prepare to shoot a film of the enrollment brochure and cooperate with Teacher Qi's school.

The whole film is divided into three parts, the first part is the introduction, the introduction, Lin Feng plans to engage in a cultural inheritance class, you can start from the Fukou shipwreck this time, the second part is to sigh, indoor sublimation, the third part is to go to the university in Suzhou to shoot in situ, the picture is poor.

For this shooting, he needs to communicate with Mr. Qi in advance.

But what made him care was that the school where Mr. Qi worked was a university in Suzhou, if he remembered correctly, among the three professors, one was called Suzhou History Normal University, Xuan Yi, I don't know if he is still alive.

Originally, he was also more worried about Professor Han, but after seeing this photo, Lin Feng was not so worried about Professor Han.

The reason is also very simple.

Teacher Xun, no matter how far he has practiced, since he can even write a message, he can carry "meaning".

No matter how he cultivates, such a person has the qualifications and means to protect his students.

He even suspected that Professor Han went to the northwest because of Teacher Xun's hints.

He has long been surprised by these things.

There are always people who will have special means, beyond human cognition.

But I thought of the tragic situation I saw when I saw the Xie family.

Lin Feng was a little uncertain again.

The old Xie family was different from the rest of the family, and Lin Feng always felt that the old Xie family should have noticed something.

South Ganbei Xie, the Gan family said that they made their fortune in Xiang Yu's corps, the nobles of Chu, obtained the library of the first emperor, and had two hearts, and they had their shadows in many events in history.

The Xie family, which is at the same level as the Gan family, no matter what, should have a past, and the Xie family brothers that Lin Feng saw are definitely good.

Even so, Lin Feng felt that the Xie family was all consumables, and it was a stubble to death.

No matter what methods you learn, after facing the Shengxian Village suppressed by the power of the whole country, you will also die pitifully.

The Xie family is like this.

It's not that Lin Feng looks down on Professor Han.

Professor Han compares with the Xie family, it's really not good!

None of them are workers of one latitude.

Serious archaeologists can't dig up zongzi, because there are no zongzi in this world, unless you dig up to another timeline.

Talking and laughing is another chicken.

Lin Feng looked at the screen full of [Bean God] and [??? ], one hand propped up on the cheek raiser, looks arrogant.

The barrage brushed past like a waterfall, and Lin Feng stared at the photos not far away.

It's not fun to fight mortals against guns, give me some hard .jpg.

He was pondering a rather important question.

Lin Feng didn't know why these non-people were holding a bizarre party.

Can't they live in their own world, and if they don't die, then what is the purpose of doing so? Do they attract fresh blood, and what do they need fresh blood for?

If it's really for food, can't ordinary people? It's not that Lin Feng is cold-blooded, a big city with more than a million people, there will be a large number of missing cases every year, especially when there are no cameras.

There are many people, who are mentally ill, and have run away from home.

You don't need to swipe your identity certificate to travel, you just need to get in the car and pay for it.

In such a situation, these non-human want to arrest people, and it is extremely simple.

There will be no consequences for caught.

Professors are different, no matter what the power of the professors is, the public opinion points with them are extremely high, just like Professor Han, if he disappears, public opinion is quite boiling.

There is a lot of pressure on the ground.

'Could it be a chatter?' Is the reader literate? ’

Lin Feng's irresponsible conjecture.

Just as he was thinking like this, someone outside shouted, "Lin Feng is not there?" There is your courier! ”

It's really express again.

Another courier brother of the courier was greedy until nine o'clock, and the heat fell, so he sent the courier.

Fortunately, Lin Feng's microphone was pointed at Mai, not to mention that Lin Feng knew it before the little brother shouted, and his voice followed the wind and drilled into Lin Feng's ears.

If Lin Feng was willing, the courier brother at the door would shout out his throat, and there would not be a single sound outside.

The role of wind.

The courier brother shouted, the door opened, and a tall and majestic figure came out against the light, he seemed to be wearing a mask, which looked extremely terrifying, and the courier brother didn't know why, and felt that the person who came out was a little scary.

His momentum is like a mountain.

"Hello, is this Mr. Lin?"

He asked in a whisper, extremely polite.

"It's me."

The old man with yak noodles said, he took the courier, closed the door, returned to the outside of the house, and opened the courier.

In this delivery, there was a notebook, the size of a palm, with suspicious stains on it.

It's black blood.

Many of these words are lost because of blood and improper preservation.

Lin Feng broadcast live for a while and took over the notebook full of blood.

On the title page, there is a number.

18.

What is written at the bottom is, Xie XVIII!

This is a note from the Xie family called Xie Eighteen (real name is doubtful), Lin Feng glanced at the courier and found that the person who mailed it out was Han someone.

Han someone?

Lin Feng didn't stop his hands, he came to the workshop, turned on the headlights, took off his clothes, and asked the rest of the people to apply ointment to him, under the agitation of qi and blood, the lines on Lin Feng's body appeared more.

Lin Feng hadn't cultivated much in the past few days, and the same was true in the game, but he felt that his physical strength was still more than a step higher, and after applying the ointment, the last battle bow continued to shoot at a distance of five meters.

This time, it's just one centimeter into the meat.

In an instant, the body was intact.

Lin Feng grabbed the bow and arrow and held it in his hand.

His physical body, in one day, had such an effect.

It's not all the ointment effect, but also the bronze lines, the bronze fragment that entered his body, should be the most effective, what he can't understand is that the bronze has entered his body.

Lin Feng is still a "person".

He did not become a cast bronze figurine.

I couldn't control this hand of mine at that time!

.jpg with an adult's face of remorse.

However, regretting the past, Lin Feng still picked up the handwritten notebook and began to study it carefully.

The blood stain was too sticky.

It opens, and there is a "click" sound.

Blood-soaked paper is fragile.

Careful protection is required.

Lin Feng suspected that this notebook was soaked in blood and fished out.

If this is the blood of a person, then there is absolutely no place for this person to die.

It's hard to imagine what kind of state the owner of these blood is, this is squeezed into juice!

Flipping through this thing, Lin Feng saw the words inside, these words were obviously different, they were not written by one person, roughly speaking, these people started from the province west of Taihang Mountain, and came to the hometown of the old Qin people by train.

In their words, "I can't find any traces of the existence of that thing, since the village in the depths of Xiangxi, after heavy losses, we found that before the six days of old luck, there were many secrets, and the problems of our old Xie family did not come from the village." ”

The next few pages are stained.

There is a page, which is "turning to Qingcheng, Emei, Huashan, Kongtong......"

I couldn't see what it was, these words might seem to others to be in a fog, but for Lin Feng, his thinking was very clear.

In the north and south, eight beams and three branches, no matter what they are still digging graves for, they have become inverted giants.

They all have a cursed doom on their heads that they cannot get rid of.

Forbidden knowledge is not so easy to access.

It is the scattered knowledge that is enough to make them drink a pot.

Starting from the west of Taihang Mountain, I came to the hometown of the old Qin people, but I didn't find information, and then I went to Qingcheng Mountain, Emei Mountain, Huashan Mountain and Kongtong Mountain?

Lin Feng continued to turn, and then saw a building that he expected.

It was a very abstract building, and it was difficult for Lin Feng to explain to others what it was.

It looks like a lightning rod.

It was very obscure, making it difficult for people to understand and understand what this thing was, and Lin Feng found that this should be a building built on the top of a mountain.

This lightning rod-like thing is the top of this building.

What would happen if there was a lightning rod on the top of the mountain?

The appearance can refer to the golden top, thunder and lightning are like waterfalls, and the attack is on the golden top.

On a thunderstorm, that's a target!

One and two are Franklin, right?

Underneath this building, to be precise, is a building built in the mountains, and many complicated installations are built around lightning rods.

[Ray].

Underneath this architectural drawing, is a thunder.

Lin Feng stared at the word.

He guessed right, it's a series.

Next to the Yellow River is water.

At the top of the mountain is [Thunder].

Where is the fire, the wind, the sea, and so on? Who built these buildings?

What are these spectacle-like buildings used for?

Are they also members of the Chengtian Temple?

Lin Feng continued to turn the page and saw the picture at the back, Lin Feng saw this, raised his eyebrows, and apologized to himself just now.

He said it was early.

[Lei] is not abstract, the real abstract architecture is still to come, for example, what Lin Feng saw, [Guanshan Kiln Factory].