Infinite Script Killing

【Meng Soup Pot】

Rumor has it that this is the pot where Po Meng made soup. It is said that no matter what kind of ingredients are used, it will be especially delicious when made in this pot.

Passive Skill 1: Forget Worry

Drink the soup from the pot and forget about your worries. After drinking three bowls, you will be carefree from now on.

Passive skill 2: Dream recall

There are many tears on the road to Huangquan, joys and sorrows, separation and separation, love, hate and obsession. A pipa and a suona play, and I smile back to my dream and sigh.

Active skill 1: Wash life

After consuming Meng Po soup, you will have a chance to wash away your destiny.

It consumes 3000 script points.

(Note: After eating this bowl of Meng Po soup, you will still be a worker in the next life!)

"Oh, Chef God Card!"

Xu Tong looked at the entries in the props book and felt that if he used this pot to cook in the future, it would taste delicious.

Put this pot away.

Xu Tong stood up and walked to the Naihe Bridge. The bridge in front of him was broken. If he wanted to cross the river, he had to fly over it. But when he stepped on the Naihe Bridge, Xu Tong felt that his body was particularly heavy, as if there was a force. Restraining oneself.

This is not because of the bridge, but because of the Wangchuan River under the bridge.

However, the Wangchuan water rolling away under the bridge is like weak water, with a huge suction force. Let alone flying over it, even getting close will be affected. Otherwise, how could a bridge be built here?

Don't forget that when I picked up Lilith last time, I had a personal experience of the power of the Wangchuan River. Just looking at it for a while almost drowned me in the water.

Now that he is a god, Xu Tong doesn't dare to be careless about this river.

After looking at the distance of the broken bridge, Xu Tong picked up a stone and tried to throw it directly. As a result, the stone flew less than one meter away and was pulled directly into the river by a force.

He knew how powerful he was, but even the stones couldn't fly across, which showed that crossing the river was not an easy task.

"The fool gave me the painting, and there must be a reason why I came to this place, but what exactly did the fool want to tell me??"

Thinking of this, Xu Tong involuntarily looked at the broken bridge in front of him, and vaguely remembered that when he was channeling into a dream, the fool let him climb on the bridge to watch, and then pushed himself off the bridge.

"Could it be..."

Xu Tong looked at the broken bridge, stepped forward step by step, came to the fool's position, and then stuck his head out to look under the bridge.

There were dots of fluorescent lights flashing on the water. When Xu Tong looked at the Wangchuan River, a strong sense of dizziness hit him, causing him to immediately turn his head.

However, thinking that a fool would never harm him, Xu Tong took a deep breath, activated all the Mingyan Qimen and Buddha Eyes to their maximum strength, and looked towards the water again.

Suddenly, countless fragmented memories appeared in front of Xu Tong with the waves on the water.

The Forgotten River reflects the Three Lives and Three Worlds.

It is said that only the ghosts who drink Mengpo soup can cross the Naihe Bridge. It is precisely because the influence of the Wangchuan River is so strong that ordinary ghosts who do not drink Mengpo soup will be unable to bear it and lose their souls when they walk across the bridge.

But Xu Tong did not see his past life, but instead saw countless fragmented memory scenes.

Some of the scenes have long been forgotten by me, or even have no memory at all, but there are also many scenes that I remember.

For example, he saw Chang Wuju.

When I saw this guy being imprisoned in the hospital, his twisted face looked like a rabid dog that wanted to take a bite out of anyone.

After seeing the ferocity and malice in this boy's eyes when he put his hand into the fat girl's arms, of course there was also the scene of him putting him down and performing a small operation on him.

But these are not what he wants to see. Instead, as the memories ripple on the river, it becomes more and more confusing.

Xu Tong only felt that his forehead was aching faintly, and he thought of the fool again in a daze.

"Hey Hey……"

The silly smile became brighter and brighter. When those concerned eyes looked at him, Xu Tong moved forward by mistake.

"not good!"

But by the time he came to his senses, it was already too late.

"Plop..."

The cold river water swallowed Xu Tong instantly. In an instant, countless memories appeared in front of him. They formed a huge palm and pulled Xu Tong to sink.

"This River of Forgetfulness reflects the cause and effect of memory, but once the spirit is lost in it, it will be pulled in by the river and will never be reincarnated."

The old Taoist's voice sounded in Xu Tong's ears, and when he looked sideways, it was the words that the old Taoist pointed at the Wangchuan River to explain to everyone when he picked up Lilith last time.

Xu Tong's spirit was shaken. Thinking of this, he immediately recited the Nirvana Sutra silently. A little golden light appeared for a moment. Xu Tong's thoughts turned, split and reorganized, and an image of Buddha was condensed in his mind to protect his mind.

At the same time, Xu Tong struggled upwards with all his strength, trying to rush out of the river.

But it's useless. This Wangchuan River is one of the three major rivers in the underworld, along with the Yellow Spring and the Sea of ​​Blood.

Even if the body of an immortal falls into it, it is not easy to struggle out.

The more Xu Tong struggled, the faster he sank. He wanted to use Dharma to form the world, but before his thoughts could leave his body, he was almost frozen by the Wangchuan River.

"Am I going to die here?"

"No, the fool helps me every time. There must be a reason why he asked me to do this. But the fool never says these things with his mouth, he only does them!"

"Then if the idiot wants me to see the Lethe River, what exactly does he want me to see??"

Seeing that he couldn't get up for a while, Xu Tong simply calmed down. Gradually, a silly smile appeared on his face, as if he was imitating the thinking of a fool.

But after a while, Xu Tong failed.

He can imitate many people, and his superb acting skills are destined to make him look like whatever he learns. Whether he is playing the role of a court official, the young man of a wealthy family, or the general who dominates the battlefield, he can bring his own thinking into the role. middle.

But he just couldn't play the fool.

Because the fool's way of thinking is too simple, so simple that you can't imagine it.

If you give him a piece of candy casually, he may hide it and won't eat it until it goes bad. He just looks at it and feels it is sweet every day.

Xu Tong's attempt to get into the fool's mind is purely wishful thinking.

But although he couldn't get into the fool's mind, Xu Tong could smell a bit of the fool's character.

"Since he pushed me down, it means there must be something down here. I can't be a fool, but I can always believe in fools!"

Thinking of this, Xu Tong simply stopped struggling and plunged into the water instead.

He wanted to see what the fool wanted him to see.

It is difficult to struggle out of the Wangchuan River, but it is easy to sink.

Xu Tong's heart sank, and the world in front of him became darker and darker.

"Is this my son?"

In the chaotic darkness, a deep sigh came out. There was no joy in the voice, but full of worry.

A vague memory appeared in front of Xu Tong. With the faint light, he could see a haggard face looking at him silently.

This man's face is somewhat similar to his own, especially his eyes and nose. The two are almost carved from the same mold.

"Don't blame me, child. This is your first gift, and it is also the last gift I give you. It is hidden in you. As long as you call it, it will take you wherever you want to go." place!"

The man held a dark red card in his hand and waved it in front of him: "Remember the name of this card, Heavenly Prisoner!"

As the memory began to fragment, before Xu Tong could recover, a vague figure quietly appeared in front of him in the darkness.

Xu Tong was startled at first. He did not expect that there would be a person under the Wangchuan River.

But then his heart trembled suddenly, and an ominous premonition came over him.

"No no no no!!"

Xu Tong screamed in his heart, waving his arms crazily and rushing towards the figure in front of him.

Finally he saw clearly...

Under the dark river bed, a figure with a silly smile stood there, his hands spread out, and two iron ropes wrapped around his arms.

One end of the chain was wrapped around two huge stone sculptures, keeping him in this position.

"madness!!"

Xu Tong thought about many possibilities, but he never thought that a fool would sink himself under the Wangchuan River and let time pass by, turning him into a stone sculpture.

"What exactly do you want from me? Tell me, why do you want to sink yourself here and wait for me?"

Xu Tong's heart seemed to be torn apart, and his ferocious face seemed to be roaring, but at this time, a gap quietly opened in the fool's body.

"Click!!"

There was a cracking sound.

Then spider web-like cracks began to spread from the fool's body.

Xu Tong was even more stunned when he saw this, but he could only watch the cracks getting bigger and bigger.

At this moment, wisps of memory fragments emerged from the fool's split chest and turned into pictures under the influence of the Forgotten River.

Xu Tong looked at the figure of the fool in the picture. He knelt down in front of a Buddha statue with a silly smile on his face, and his heart was about to break.

“Amitabha, the great emperor will personally exile the underworld to the future for tens of thousands of years.

But if you want to tell him the truth, you must let yourself live until that time, otherwise the answer you told in advance will be useless, but that is ten thousand years later, it is too difficult. "

"Ten thousand years? How long is it?"

The fool raised his head and looked to his side. Xu Tong saw a long-lost figure, the fat monk from before.

"Why is he here??"

Xu Tong had doubts in his heart. After he climbed to the top of Youshan Mountain and came back, he had never seen the fat monk again.

But why did he appear in this place? ?

The fat monk looked troubled and pointed to the stone lotus platform in the pond outside: "Look, that lotus platform has been around since I came here. Now, less than a few thousand years have passed, and the lotus platform is about to be destroyed." Damaged by wear and tear.”

The fat monk seemed to want to use this method to tell the fool how difficult it was to endure tens of thousands of years.

Seeing this, the fool scratched his head and suddenly grinned: "I'll wait for him for ten thousand years!!"

As the memory in front of him shattered, the next memory appeared in front of Xu Tong.

"Plop!!"

Two large rocks wrapped with iron chains were thrown into the Wangchuan River one after another, causing the underworld gangsters in the distance to curse.

But the fool didn't care about this, he smiled at them, and after giving his belongings to these unknown shady people, he actually jumped into the Wangchuan River under everyone's surprised and shocked eyes...