Weathered into elves, they spread out to the surroundings, inquiring for news, they are not communicating with people.

They communicate just like the rest of the nature spirits.

They bring news that a lot of people can't bring from their perspectives.

This is the perspective of inhuman beings, and it is also the perspective of environmentalists, good butterfly friends!

Lin Feng suddenly sensed the anger of the gods towards human beings, and the anger of snatching resources.

How dare you cut down trees!

That's my friend.

Especially for the mountain god, these trees are the grass-headed gods under him.

If you don't give money, you don't inform, you don't pay tribute, how can you hurt my friend?

Close your eyes.

Lin Feng listened attentively, listening to the sounds around him.

Aggregate messages.

He's in the right place.

But the timing was wrong.

It's not even a demolition village, it's deserted.

He turned on his phone, the map.

It's not that far away, and according to the map of Lack of Germany, the nearest county seat is thirty kilometers away.

Closer than the county seat is the Qinling Mountains behind it.

Silent, cold, with a sparse presence.

Deep in the Qinling Mountains, it is still dangerous.

To be precise, places that are not exploited by people, and where people are everywhere, are all in the same danger.

In the Qinling Mountains, there are several kinds of three-year beasts and seven-year beasts alone.

Lin Feng bit his palm with his mouth, causing blood to drip out of his palm and land in the low grass pile not far away, as a thank you gift to these "scouts".

The wound healed quickly, and Lin Feng hummed a song, waiting for a dilapidated town that would only appear at night.

During this time, Lin Feng tried to understand Teacher Xu.

A lot of information can be seen from Mr. Xuan's paintings.

From the perspective of a person like Mr. Xu, time is not a linear development.

Time is what he wants to see.

It can be said that it is a map.

Just like the Great Elder of the Yu Family said, time is a valley for him, and he can travel between the valleys, and the reason why he doesn't dare to do this is because his connection with Lin Feng is not strong enough.

The stronger it is, the more it is repelled.

Mr. Xu's paintings also confirm this, and the future he sees is all according to the map.

It was he who first had the goal, and then the process.

On one of the paintings, he saw himself driving a car, parked in front of a guest house.

It was written in pencil "Today, Yesterday, and Tomorrow."

Very interesting title, at first glance it looks like the name of the sketch.

"Gongs and drums are noisy, and firecrackers are ringing in unison."

Seeing this, Lin Feng already had a picture in his mind.

In the comic town, there are countless evil spirits.

They hide in every nook and cranny they can.

Sneaking a look at the guest house.

Lin Feng sat in the car, thinking of the first time he entered the village, and it was the same, sitting in the car, he went in a daze, now he is sober, but there is a limit to his soberness.

He hummed a song and swallowed the wind between heaven and earth, waiting for time to come.

Lao Qu's carving knife appeared in his hand.

He was trying to keep his mind on the face in front of him.

One word and one drawing.

At 7:15 p.m., the sun set. ….

Lin Feng saw a desolate village appear.

From scratch.

If someone picks up a paintbrush, he creates a city like Maleon.

It's just that this town doesn't have a little bit of life.

It's dark.

Like a big mouth, hungry waiting for the arrival of the feeder.

Lin Feng's car was parked on the side of the road, but because of the township

Because of the path, even if he stopped on the side, the road was not wide.

He stopped the car without turning it off, and the lights didn't go out.

In the darkness are like two sharp swords.

It stands to reason that people who have come past will definitely see him as a light source.

A ray of light in the darkness.

But here, it's just to highlight a surprise!

Lin Feng's hands were all outside the car, and he didn't notice the wind, but the light behind pierced him, and a small car broke out of nothingness, as if he didn't see Lin Feng here, rampage, and crashed towards Lin Feng.

"Brutally" walked into the village.

Lin Feng didn't move, watching the car "pass" through him, and then opened fire to "chase" him.

Obviously it is a smooth alley without any obstructions.

Navigation is noisy all the time.

"There are obstacles ahead, so stay out of the way."

"There is an obstacle ahead, please be careful to dodge."

Lin Feng looked at the vanish RV in silence.

I don't know when it will start raining.

Rustle of falling leaves, snow and rain.

With a cold breath, Lin Feng opened the window and called the wind outside in, and he listened attentively and listened to them.

Walk through one closed iron gate after another.

Lin Feng looked at the empty deserted village, saw the long-abandoned road, and the occasional paper money on the road.

There is nothing ahead.

The wind told him that it was full of "people".

Indeed, in those closed gates, those lingering spirits looked at these uninvited guests with blood-red eyes.

Lin Feng didn't pay attention to these spirits.

He walked along the only asphalt road and saw the guest house with the lights on.

An incandescent lamp, screwed to a telephone pole.

Like a guiding light.

Lin Feng glanced at it.

There was an RV parked at the door, Lin Feng knocked on the door, the wind poured in, and there was nothing inside.

There are traces of people's lives, water and electricity are on, and it doesn't look like someone has left.

【da】

Without going in, Lin Feng blessed himself with a layer of armor first.

Carrying a magic sword.

The action is indecent.

It doesn't matter though.

He came to the guest house and saw the owner of the guest house behind the counter.

The boss looked up at him very badly.

Lin Feng didn't need to twitch his nose, he could smell the smell of mold in the air.

"Is Room 202 empty?"

Lin Feng asked.

The boss said sluggishly, "Every room here is called 202."

Lin Feng was noncommittal.

He pointed to the key to room 202 behind him, and reached for the register in front of him.

The boss looked at Lin Feng, especially at his magic sword for a long time, and said, "Do you want today, tomorrow, or yesterday's 202?"

Lin Feng took out a piece of paper, pointed at the Iron Crown Daoist on it and said, "When did they come? Whichever day they come, which day shall I have a room?" ….

The boss tugged at the hard muscles on his face and smiled, "That's today's room, do you want to take the key?" Write your name on it."

He motioned for Lin Feng to sign on it.

Lin Feng didn't move.

Seeing that Lin Feng didn't move, the boss looked behind Lin Feng.

"Isn't that right behind you?"

By the time he had finished speaking, there was already a twisted and chaotic mist outside, and in the mist, a group of tall, thin, scarecrow-like iron-crowned Daomen walked in from outside.

They didn't even look at Lin Feng, and walked upstairs.

The wind is counting.

Blowing through the bodies of these tall iron-crowned Daoists, these Daoists perceived

When he arrived at Lin Feng, there was a Taoist who didn't look back, but behind his head, the withered hair was blowing.

A pair of eyes appeared on the back of his head.

He glanced at Lin Feng deeply and went upstairs.

Lin Feng looked at his nose and nose and his heart.

The wind passed through the body of the boss in front of him, passing through it, empty, there was no physical object at all, but the counter was on the bed in the back, and there was a corpse in the place where it was covered.

Thus.

The boss is tricky.

Not a ghost.

He, like this village, is part of a phenomenon, a weirdness, a phenomenon.

Here he smelled a strong smell of incense ash.

The paper money was a sacrificial offering.

There are also soul-attracting flags on the side of the road.

Lin Feng didn't take the key to 202 either.

"Is there any pattern to the time here?"

Lin Feng asked, the ground staff under his feet gradually swallowed, and the equally tall puppet masters inside also stood up, and the master Guan Emperor among the puppet masters was holding the Qinglong Yanyue Knife.

There was Lin Feng's rune on it, with Lin Feng's sword intent.

Seeing this, the originally casual boss suddenly stood up.

"Master Guan, with charm."

He looked greedily at the darkness at Lin Feng's feet, and Lin Feng pinched his handprints to reveal his identity.

The boss stared at him, then spread his arms and pounced towards Lin Feng.

His face was distorted by extreme joy.

It doesn't look like it.

"Take us out, get us out of this damn place, and we'll help you."

"We'll help you."

In the last sentence, we will help you, in his throat, the sound of the mountain and the tsunami came out.

It was like 10,000 people hiding in his body.

Lin Feng saw layers of throats in his throat.

It's like there's 10,000 people in his body.

Everyone shares a voice.

"Take us away, take us away."

From this only place where the lights were on, countless hands grabbed it, trying to grab Lin Feng.

They were like drowned ghosts.

said "take us away", in fact, what they want is to sink together, they want to catch Lin Feng under the Nine Shadows together.

Lin Feng's hair rippled, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't be embarrassed, I can take you out, but you are like this!"

【fa】

He was like a pillar of light, and layers of light rippled out of him, driving out the dark palms around him.

Ripples dispel darkness. ….

The opera masters around Lin Feng used their own means.

Emperor Guan angrily raised his Blue Dragon Glaive Knife.

"Phew!"

He raised his broadsword and looked towards the ground, and beside him, the Kaishan general and the civil and military judges all moved their hands.

"Hey."

A group of people come together to open a path.

Lin Feng stomped his foot.

【u】w w w.. com, shattered these palms in front of him into pure mist.

The boss wailed and threw the key.

"Today's 202, take us away."

Lin Feng grabbed the key.

The moment he grabbed the key, Lin Feng had an inexplicable relationship with these weirdness.

Lin Feng strode towards the upper floor, the aura above was even more chaotic and evil, and the road they passed, in that layer of mist, was full of the "heaviness" and "cruelty" of the Yin Shang era.

Big fish eat little fish.

They are still stealing the power of Yin Shang's Divine Kingdom, like a group of monsters.

Lin Feng dragged the magic sword upward, cut through the mist on the ground, and walked out

came a path of its own.

He was a little puzzled.

During the Khitan period, that is, the Southern Song Dynasty, the moon fell like a fall.

This means that the kingdom of God of the Han Dynasty has fallen.

Worship was lost, and the system of shamans was replaced by various later sects.

The gods below have fallen into the underworld and turned into ominous and strange things.

The gods of the upper echelons, given a makeover.

Regained a new identity and was enshrined again, especially the god of Mount Tai, although because of the coquettish operation of the Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, the gold content of Mount Tai Feng Zen was greatly reduced.

But in the folk and the imperial court, every year the temple fair of Mount Tai is extremely strong, and the folk activities from top to bottom are endless.

Until now, when it comes to Mount Tai, everyone knows that this is the first of the five mountains, and everyone knows that this is a famous mountain with many "tourist attractions" on it.

It's also a memory.

The divine kingdom of Yin Shang is completely different from the divine kingdom of the Han Dynasty.

First, time.

The kingdom of the gods of Yin Shang is more ancient than that of the witches of the Han Dynasty.

Ancient doesn't have to be powerful.

No matter how powerful it is, it has no influence and no effect.

The strength of these gods has a lot to do with the change of circumstances.

Just like Zou Yan of Qi said, the reincarnation of the five virtues, the way of heaven is easier, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and the will of heaven holds the law.

Those who follow the heavens prosper, and those who go against the heavens die.

Time has passed, the version is wrong, and if it doesn't work, it doesn't work.

No matter how powerful Yin Shang is, there is no earthly kingdom left.

There are no martyrs, no memorials.

Without the sacrifice, all the gods and spirits of Yin Shang should be "starving ghosts".

There is no possibility for them to turn over, nor can they change their faces and become new gods.

Of the three types of gods, the strongest is the emperor, who can be called the Emperor of Heaven or God.

He was replaced by the heavens of the Zhou dynasty.

The ancestral gods are even more ridiculous, Zhou Gongdan's rebellion against the descendants of the Yin Shang Dynasty such as the Song Dynasty almost cut off the inheritance and sacrifice of the Yin Shang nobles.

The third type of nature god has been replaced with a new replacement, only Shangqiu, which has been inherited for thousands of years, and its meaning remains unchanged.

The Zhou Dynasty completely annihilated and suppressed the Yin Shang.

History is erased.

The capital was buried by the Zhou dynasty.

The descendants of Yin Shang were divided into "barbarians" in several kingdoms.

Yin Shang's right to interpret morality has also been changed.

Later generations mentioned Yin Shang, all of them were vague, and when the Zhou Dynasty collapsed, the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Confucian sages lamented that "etiquette and music collapsed".

The Zhou Dynasty started with Zhou Gongdan and went through many years to establish a set of its own processes.

Rite heirloom.

The world knows about Lile and forgets the cruelty of Yin Shang.

Later generations remembered the Yin Shang monarch's "Jiuchi Meat Forest", "cannon branding", "knocking off the bones of the old man and children, and seeing the content of bone marrow inside".

It is believed that this is a symbol of the brutality of the Yin Shang monarch.

Yin Shang as a whole is still "lile", and there are still many nobles who are kind-hearted and serve the country and the people.

This represents a cultural breakdown.

In such a situation, the gods of Yin Shang have no support, even if there are "survivors" like the Iron Crown Dao people.

That doesn't do much either.

They are not qualified to hold up such a powerful sacrifice.

Therefore, Lin Feng tilted his head to dodge the attack of the first axe, and smashed the tall Iron Crown Daoist in front of him with one finger.

"What's the answer?"

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Window peek out in the middle of the night