On the border of Qinsu and Suzhou, a jeep staggered, Zhou Gongdan found the location of the kiln factory, consumed a Taibu of the current dynasty, and several alternate Taibu, in order to find the suppressed kiln factory, the Xie family also spent a lot of money.

Lin Feng was invited in.

He was much more relaxed, squinting and sitting in the jeep, which went up the hill and swayed on the mountain road.

Walking out of the eight hundred miles of Qinchuan, there are many mountain roads, and this road is not very easy to walk.

It does not appear on the map.

When he turned a big corner, Lin Feng glanced at it with his eyebrows raised, and the two kiln factory workers in front of him trembled.

They have a unique sense of fear about this eye, and they don't know why.

The two kiln factory workers in front were driving, and Lin Feng stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes: "I thought that you kiln factory workers should be authentic, you are a fundamentalist, how do you look like this, do you have a driver's license?"

The two kiln workers, the one sitting in the passenger seat, said, "Yes."

Amazing.

It's quite law-abiding.

Have a driver's license.

Lin Feng stopped talking, the further he went, the greener the mountains here became, Lin Feng said, "I didn't expect that the mountains here have returned to verdant green just like thousands of years ago.

It's a pity that there are no Yellow River elephants, and there are no big birds."

No one speaks.

The two kiln factory workers didn't speak, but the surroundings were getting darker and darker, Lin Feng looked outside, and finally, the third eye opened.

The time here began to be wrong, the yin qi gathered, and the feeling of whispering reappeared.

Some feminine objects appear.

Lin Feng raised his head, and in the sky above him, the Yin God of about seven zhang stood on it in darkness and looked at him.

Sensing that Lin Feng saw him.

This yin god finally reacted.

The roof seems to have turned to pure black.

Above such as poisonous fangs.

The venom fell drop by drop, about to fall on Lin Feng's body, Lin Feng restrained his breath very well, and the things here were a little fearless.

When he saw the Yin God, the Yin God was going to kill.

Just then, the place they were going to be.

With one foot of the brake, Lin Feng sat firmly like a mountain, the seven-zhang high Yin God, one step was much faster than the car, and these black liquids, such as asphalt, wrapped Lin Feng.

The two kiln workers looked at each other.

This is, dead?

Wouldn't it be to die so easily? Doesn't it quite match the identity he showed earlier?

The kiln workers are also aware of the presence of some strange beings around the mountain.

But they can't see it, so they can't hurt it.

If a man dies.

What are they supposed to do?

Shiro brought people over?

The two kiln factory workers were stunned on the spot, looking at the iron gate in front of them, the brick wall, and the four or five storey small buildings inside, and there was a flag-raising platform for the fuck, and the white unit door number was a few big characters on it, [Guanshan Kiln Factory].

From the outside, it's still a serious unit.

"The place has arrived."

The two men looked at each other and said, try to see if the people inside are still alive.

【bo】

There was a sound like a soap bubble bursting, and in an instant, a wave suddenly erupted on the Yin God outside!

Lin Feng opened his eyes and looked at the Yin God who was rapidly leaving.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief, and Lin Feng came down from here with a strange expression.

"Look, doesn't this look like a breeding farm?"

Lin Feng said thoughtfully, he got out of the car first, the two glanced at each other, and also got out of the car.

The door opened, and many people came out of it, Lin Feng looked at these people and frowned slightly.

"I haven't seen you, at least three hundred years ago, you weren't supposed to exist

What are you here?"

Lin Feng asked straight to the point, these people were silent, and after a while, a person wearing a really good shirt walked out.

He even stretched out his hand.

"Hello, I'm the factory director here, you can call me Director Yao, the Yao of Nuzhao."

He said softly.

Lin Feng shook hands with him, and as expected, there was no heartbeat, no pulse, and there were no pores on his body.

"As for what we are, we'll talk about it inside."

Shaking hands with Lin Feng, the factory director made a gesture of "please inside", Lin Feng walked in with him, this person greedily sniffed the smell of Lin Feng's body and said, "You are here?"

Lin Feng took out a photo, "What about the Shang Dynasty priests here? Isn't he guarding this place? Why is it missing today?"

This is probably not the real place where the kiln factory is located.

There is a place called Yazigou next to the real kiln factory, at least it is a ditch, it is the inside of the Yazigou, it is the inside, the Yazigou is the surface, even if it is a few hundred years, the vicissitudes of life are also possible.

Filling up a duck ditch is not a big job.

A few excavators will suffice.

Even in the era when there were no machines, a cultivator like Lin Feng could do it.

Even the manpower of ordinary people is possible.

Just like him, if he wants to fill a small ditch, it really doesn't take much effort.

They went up to the small building and came to the office on the third floor, where the factory director invited him to sit down and make tea.

They all strangely didn't give Lin Feng any "killing intent".

In the pupils of their eyes, there was a faint kind of "desire" that Lin Feng couldn't understand.

"You know a lot, there are some news, even Xun Yanyu doesn't know, he just knows that we are people from Chengtianguan and workers in the kiln factory, but he doesn't know the relationship between the kiln factory and Chengtianguan.

He didn't know that we had a Shang priest here.

But if you open your mouth, you are the high priest of the Shang Dynasty.

You're really out of the ordinary."

Speaking of this, the factory director sighed and said, "Shang Dynasty priest, here."

He pointed to his stomach, and then to the stomach of the person next to him, this person, that person, the third person in the back, and then, everyone here.

Inside everyone's stomachs.

Inside everyone's belly.

In the face of such a terrifying solicitation.

Lin Feng picked up the tea bowl.

He said, "Have you eaten the high priest?"

The director shook his head and said, "No, where do we have the ability to eat the high priest? He made us eat Him, we ate Him, we are all Him, He is who we are?"

The director said, "Do you know who we used to be?"

Lin Feng said, "I want to hear about it."

He could see that these people wanted to talk to him for unknown reasons.

The factory director showed a mysterious smile, he returned to his desk, and took out a roll of human skin from the desk, and the strong aura on this roll of human skin made Lin Feng stare at him involuntarily.

"This is the human skin of a Shang Dynasty priest?"

Lin Feng was the first to ask questions, the factory director nodded, he looked at Lin Feng, licked his lips, and opened it with hope.

The scroll unfolds.

The people inside were revealed.

"You're here, you're finally here, hey, hey, hey, hey."

At this time, Director Yao finally couldn't help it.

There was a burst of red light in the factory director's eyes, and his saliva ran down the corners of his mouth, and he looked like a madman and said, "You're here, you're finally here."

We've been waiting for you for a long time, we've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Inside the scroll he shook off, the people inside were revealed.

forest

Feng looked at himself in the scroll and was sure that this was what he looked like after he walked into Chengtianguan, because not far from him, there was still the shadow of "thunder".

He understood.

When he broke into the Chengtian Temple, someone was actually watching him.

It was a priest of the Shang Dynasty.

But he didn't appear, only the Iron Crown Daoist appeared, and from beginning to end, the Shang Dynasty priests watched this scene, but he didn't appear.

According to the character of those Shang Dynasty priests that Lin Feng had seen.

He doesn't look like a person who likes to watch people do things on his own territory and can't come out on his own.

The Yin Shang priests he had seen were all full of martial virtues.

And the priest of the kiln factory and the priest in the locust tree are not the same person, in Zhou Gongdan's memory, the priest of the Shang Dynasty is even more terrifying.

That's the case.

When he came, the Shang priest was dying.

It can only be explained in this way.

Zhou Gongdan, who was stronger than him, died, and the Shang Dynasty left a lot of people, and the Zhou Dynasty and the Zhou Dynasty joined forces, and they did not have the strength to kill all the Shang Dynasty people at that time.

Some Shang Dynasty people submitted to the Zhou Dynasty and were made princes.

Others, they hid.

Therefore, the Yin Shang Divine Kingdom can still be opened, because there are still sporadic priests left.

Lin Feng was very calm, he looked at Director Yao's ugly state and said, "Dude, don't laugh, ugly, really ugly."

Director Yao: "......"

【bo】

Two drivers heard him.

Director Yao didn't seem to be obedient.

So the next second he exploded.

It was reduced to a pile of kiln soil, and it was everywhere, and after about a minute, he gathered again.

Lin Feng still looked at the tea soup and said, "Are you awake?"

Director Yao "bang", and the porcelain knelt down.

He asked for a way to live.

In the office, Lin Feng was holding a tea bowl, and the surrounding kiln workers were kneeling together.

"Help us."

With great fear, they spoke.

Lin Feng didn't expect things to develop like this.

He thought he was going to kill a lot of people, but now it looks.

Is he the savior?

"How can I save it?"

A kiln worker reached out and pulled out his stomach.

A kiln worker poked his ear deafening.

A kiln worker gouged out his eye.

They were in terrible pain.

They said, "Help me, save us."

Lin Feng looked at this group of people as if he was looking at a madman.