This may not be a "plague pretext" to harm people, it may be a new attempt.

'A symbiosis, a symbiosis like a plant. ’

It's a scientific way to verify it, but what is the principle behind it? ’

'Curious way of symbiosis. ’

Lin Feng "saw" the insect nest in their stomachs, and also saw the large number of "green plants" in their bodies.

In the body of the same person.

He didn't just see Gu worms.

I also saw greenery.

After Lin Feng discovered this, he fell into deep thought.

How is this done?

It was really weird, Lin Feng's breath came out along the tips of his fingers and fell into the bodies of these people.

"Salsa Sasa ......"

Just suddenly, it's like stabbing a hornet's nest.

It was like the sound of spring silkworms constantly biting from all directions, and Lin Feng's breath appeared, so that the peaceful "life" here was reacted.

The sound of many spring silkworms gnawing on mulberry leaves came out, and his breath was gnawed by the invisible existence one bite at a time.

After a few breaths, it was gone.

This made Lin Feng even more interested.

"It's an elf."

He couldn't help but rejoice, to be honest, this time Lin Feng, his external force of "stewing himself in an iron pot" was not enough.

The inheritance of the lineage of the Quanzhen Daoist, the technique of the Inner Dan, Lin Feng did not cultivate.

He was not a half-way monk, but borrowing his theory, Lin Feng could refine a great medicine with five qi.

It can also be called Neidan.

However, the "karmic fire" still lacks a little energy.

He finally knew why the "Teacher Xun" burning in the "karmic fire" only had a layer of skin.

The strength is not big enough, but the Han Dynasty's witch god kingdom star is falling in the wilderness, and there are the remains of gods in it, which is hard to find.

The fire is not strong enough.

He's not perfect enough.

However, Lin Feng watched this "elf" thing again and again, wanting to determine what kind of "elf" it was.

Find the "Elf" from the Gu......

It was still very dark, dark, and there was no moon outside.

Here the sound of "salsa" continues.

It's like a being who can't see, but can hear sounds, constantly searching for food sources.

Behind the ancestral hall is a large courtyard where people live.

However, Lin Feng sent the wind over and found that most of the courtyards here were empty.

Now Lin Feng wondered if those rooms were not empty, but he couldn't see the things inside.

After all, no one would put rune paper on the window outside an empty house.

There are very few places where the wind can't pass, like here, and it's full of secrets.

Coupled with this distorted and self-contained aura, 'This is about a formation. ’

Lin Feng is more interested in the trip to Hongzhou.

The Song Dynasty was not like the Ming Dynasty, where witches and other things could only exist far away in the sealed mountains deep in Xiangxi.

Avoid the crowds.

In a place like Hongzhou, there are also witches who are generous.

And the Taoism of the Song and Yuan dynasties was not completely formed, and wanted to form a complete system.

It was not unusual for him to meet anything here.

Lin Feng sensed that there was something more in the air, as for what it was, Lin Feng didn't know, and he wasn't stingy.

A large amount of breath came out from the fingertips again, causing the breath of the surrounding "Salsa Sasha" to swallow up.

The "elves" want to eat, so Lin Feng doesn't care, just ask these "elves" to eat.

Soon, under the massive swallowing, his lungs exhaled vitality, and finally the sound of "sa sa sa sha" did not appear again, but in the air in front of him, a big face gradually appeared.

The moment the big face appeared, Lin Feng felt that this thing was "ugly" to his eyes.

This face does not quite conform to the observation of ordinary people, this face is full of various irregular shapes.

What's more, it's like a snake.

Behind it, there was a large amount of strange white, and in the midst of this white, I don't know what was behind it.

It's like such a being.

As for what kind of elf it is......

On this "big face", Lin Feng sensed a trace of breath.

The same breath as the hound he had seen before.

'The breath of the mountain god'.

Lin Feng grabbed this thing, and the well-fed "elf" seemed to have an entity.

But you can grab it by hand, and this thing is shocked.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom".

There was no connection, but in this room, there were suddenly many happy gods, and these happy gods saw Lin Feng.

Cracks should appear in the neck area.

But Lin Feng was all one.

Although it is not perfect, it is not something that a few happy gods can handle, no matter how these happy gods move, Lin Feng's neck is still safe and secure where he should be.

A gust of wind enveloped the entire room, and Lin Feng's hand turned into a bronze bell!

【bo】

Explode!

Lin Feng just shook like this, and suddenly, the surrounding gods screamed, and all of them disappeared.

The "elf" that had just appeared also disappeared in an instant.

Immediately, Lin Feng also heard a muffled snort!

If he heard correctly, Lin Feng's eyes were like gods, and he saw the side, in that originally dark place, a voice came out just now.

"Hey!"

Looking at Lin Feng's burning eyes, an ancient sigh finally came from here.

Lin Feng was sure that there was nothing here just now.

But I didn't expect that there are still people here, with such means, who can hide so deeply.

Lin Feng's eyebrows were vertical, blood light flowed, and he looked far away, not only that, since the things that existed here could be harmed by sound waves.

Lin Feng turned into a drum with one hand.

"Come out."

Lin Feng said softly.

I saw the bloody eye, and maybe I also saw the "Dharma Drum".

There was a voice over there.

"The old decay comes out, the old decay comes out by itself! It's not for you. ”

With the sound of speaking, Lin Feng saw an old man wearing an old sheepskin appear in place.

He appeared suddenly, like a movie, there was no one in this frame, and there was an extra person in the next second.

He calls himself old and has absolutely no problems.

Because he was so old, his whole body was as thin as a piece of dead wood, and the wrinkles on his body were almost engraved into his flesh and bones.

It's still because he's too thin, so his human skin looks a little too big, and the thin and out-of-shape person looks too terrible.

He was hunched up, if he didn't move, Lin Feng might think he was a corpse.

In the distance, he came out with a strong smell of mutton.

But he has no popularity, and where does the smell of mutton on his body come from?

More importantly, he has no weaknesses.

Lin Feng's "sword eye" because of the sword couldn't see the weakness of the person in front of him.

"Who are you?"

Lin Feng asked straight to the point, and the old man said, "The old man is just a boatman by the Yellow River." ”

Lin Feng: "There is no Yellow River here in Hongzhou. ”

The old sheepskin boatman said, "Come out and let the wind out." ”

When the two of them were talking, they were actually secretly fighting each other for a long time, and the wind around Lin Feng kept attacking the vicinity of the old sheepskin boatman.

There is always a strange aura that makes these wind swords slash in the air.

And that's not all.

The breath on the old sheepskin's body turned into wave after wave, and Lin Feng also smelled a burst of water vapor.

On Lin Feng's body, his clothes began to drip down.

Hongzhou is not dry, and it is not right to be so wet that even his clothes begin to drip water.

It's not so humid now.

Lin Feng opened his mouth to speak, and the things in his mouth were constantly "gurgling" and "gurgling", and the muddy river water full of sand kept coming out.

The nasal cavity is also yellow sand and water.

The sand of the river kept falling to the ground.

The old sheepskin boatman's figure began to change strangely, and his shape in this space began to become "weird" and "curious", because part of him was here and the other part was not.

It's like something that's constantly being pulled but always connected.

Lin Feng squinted.

What is this?

The old sheepskin boatman did it, as if some evil cult should not exist here, and was ostracized from this place.

But he was so attached to it that he didn't want to leave.

It forms a kind of maltose-like implicated pulling.

It could be seen that the old sheepskin boatman was in pain, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was far away from Lin Feng, but as soon as he grabbed it, a meatless finger grabbed Lin Feng's arm.

"Got you."

The old sheepskin boatman said.

The thirty-six hairs on Lin Feng's head were fiercely tied to the old sheepskin boatman's body.

From twelve nets to thirty-six nets.

There was also a change on Lin Feng's side!

On his body, hands also grew, each of the four hands held a magic weapon, and two hands held the old sheepskin boatman.

The whole person is even more solemn.

The magic weapons in his hands began to move, and not only that, but one by one, ghost hands diffused from the darkness under his feet and grabbed the body of the old sheepskin boatman.

"I've got you, too."

Lin Feng said, his thirty-six [nets] connected the other party, and a large amount of river sand also emerged from the eyes of the old sheepskin boatman.

Another means of escape.

The aura on his body was mixed with the river sand, forming a kind of aura that Lin Feng had seen and had not penetrated into until that time, and this aura was somewhat similar to the aura of "Chengtianguan" and "Thunder" in his backyard.

The two words of the Sutra of the Curse of the Ghost Sect fell silently on the river sand.

The river sand collapsed, and the two words still flickered in it.

Those qi rhymes, like worms, drilled into Lin Feng's seven orifices.

Lin Feng suppressed it with "will", and the aura on the body of the old sheepskin boatman in front of him became even more eccentric, and a hand grew out of Lin Feng's body, pinching the tiger talisman.

Here, there is no trust to speak of.

Not to mention that Lin Feng was not completely out of the way to get the news!

He also has a net, and the effect of thirty-six nets is much stronger than that of twelve.

More effect.

The white bone turned into a giant claw and pinched the opponent's head fiercely.

Full of anger!

It can be seen that Yu Lei is definitely not a good person in the traditional sense.

His temper is generally not very good.

But yes, if you are a good old man, how can you catch so many weirdness and hang them on top of Jianmu?

He didn't just watch the door, he also had the job of a jailer.

Completely caught, and seeing that there was no hope of leaving, the old sheepskin boatman suddenly turned into a soft and damp pile of river sand, which quickly melted and turned into river water.

It's a pity that no matter what he becomes, he can't escape Lin Feng's hands, Lin Feng's current appearance is just one sentence: "Go!" dragged him away, like a mural in which the god of the land led people away.

The net stirred in the damp river sand, trying to take away the other party's memories, but in the end stirred up some memory fragments.

Fragments of memory churned.

[Memory fragments were checked, did you observe?] 】

[Yes/No?] 】

【Yes】

Lin Feng chose yes without hesitation, his eyes suddenly darkened, and when he reappeared, he saw a big sacrifice, he didn't need to look at it seriously, Lin Feng immediately remembered what this sacrifice was.

The Yellow River Festival.

This is a great sacrifice of the Yellow River.

All around are torn strips of color, these stripes follow the wind next to the Yellow River, constantly showing off.

Many topless samurai, with muscles up and down, holding drumsticks that were one person tall and arm thick, slammed the drum surface!

I don't know how many times I hammered it, and these strong men couldn't support it, and the sweat on their heads kept falling on the drum surface, shattering, and being shocked into powder.

No one feels sorry for these people.

Because at this moment, Li Yuanhao, who was holding a dagger, brought the ceremony to the most important stage.

He stood on the altar fifteen feet high, and cut the veins of the oxen and sheep that were tied up and tied to their horns with a red cloth, and a great deal of blood fell into a golden bowl!

Li Yuanhao!

Lee Won-ho performing a sacrifice.

Lin Feng has seen this scene in the Warp Change-Hell Change.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that this old sheepskin boatman was really Li Yuanhao's person.

He's not lying, he's really a boatman!

He was rowing the same people tied to the sheepskin raft towards the middle of the Yellow River.

Western Xia was not a unified country, with many tribal nobles, and Li Yuanhao was not a soft-hearted person, he would kill his opponents.

This time he killed the tribal nobles.

It's just that there is a difference between killing the rest of the people, Li Yuanhao chose to sink these nobles directly into the Yellow River.

In fact, there are quite a few people who have sunk Li Yuanhao into the Yellow River.

Came to the Yellow River, during this period, Lin Feng could actually perceive that the Yellow River was not very peaceful, and there were already many strange and foreign objects at this moment, staring at this sheepskin raft, but I don't know why, these strange things and foreign objects did not move.

Quietly waiting in the river.

The old sheepskin boatman ruthlessly pushed the nobleman whose hands and feet were tied down the sheepskin raft, and in one fell swoop, the sheepskin raft overturned, and the old sheepskin boatman actually followed the nobleman and dived down.

Li Yuanhao, who was standing on the altar, stared at the middle of the Yellow River with a pair of eyes, waiting for the news to come.

After a while, the old sheepskin boatman bubbled up from the Yellow River, and he shook his head at Li Yuanhao.

It didn't work out.

The nobleman was eaten by the fish in the water.

This shows that the Lord has not yet come.

Li Yuanhao took a deep breath, he motioned to the priests and wizards around him to continue, he added some of the rest of the medicinal herbs to the blood, and then poured it into the mouth of the next nobleman.

It can be seen that Li Yuanhao is in a mood of "not giving up", and then, the second and third nobles also fell into the water.

Every time, it was the old boatman who went to dive to check it himself, but every time it was a failure.

Until after the fifth person went into the water.

A clay pot-like thing floated to the shore.

Lin Feng's first thought was, "Shipped".

The second thought was, "This shipment rate is like a guaranteed shipment." ”

(End of chapter)