In the game, during the Song and Yuan periods, what could not be overcome by force could be outwitted.
After all, the Heavenly Court really existed in this era.
So did the Underworld Bureau.
And Hongzhou was anything but simple. It was not merely a breeding ground for Shamans.
Even people from Western Xia had appeared in this little prefecture.
The Western Xia people, the newly arrived prefect, and himself, an Imperial Guard.
Hongzhou seemed like a vortex, devouring everyone who stepped into it.
Nothing simple about this place.
Lin Feng hummed as he walked along the mountain path, occasionally spotting newly arrived things that were "neither yin nor yang."
They passed one another peacefully. Lin Feng ignored the Ghosts lurking in other places.
But not those on the road. Anyone who tried to occupy a major thoroughfare got a vicious blow from him.
Even the Vengeful Ghosts passing along the road looked much more agreeable to Lin Feng.
However heavy their malevolence, it fell far short of the "five signs of decay" of the Divine Being he had seen at the end, on that rotting Fusang Tree.
Worldly troubles were as plentiful as hairs on an ox.
Yet Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
This counted as a rest, too.
He took out the paper Teacher Qie had left behind. In his drawing of Lin Feng, Teacher Qie had circled several areas for emphasis.
One was the Vertical Eye at the center of his brow. It could be called an eye, or the second life between his brows.
Another was his lungs.
The third was Lin Feng's arms. Teacher Qie had drawn six of them, which Lin Feng took to mean the six Land God spells—the complete Land God's Six Tones.
The last one was rather abstract.
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