Infinite Script Killing

There was no elevator (no electricity) in the fifty-storey building, so I had to walk up through the fire escape.

Fortunately, there is a big fat guy who can lead the way, so it won't be a hard job.

After only about ten minutes, the big fat man took him to the top of the building.

Xu Tong took a closer look and saw a middle-aged man sitting on the roof waiting for him. Tables, chairs, food and drinks were even set up.

Only after he crawled out of the fat man's mouth did the middle-aged man look at Xu Tong again, and once again cupped his hands towards Xu Tong and said, "Please!"

The two sat down and the man introduced himself: "In this world, my name is Gao Zhuo, but in reality my surname is Wu, and my single name is Kou."

Surprisingly, when Gao Zhuo opened his mouth, he not only announced his family name, but even his real name. This made him stunned for a moment, but he reacted very quickly and immediately said: "My name is I'm fine with Yu Ni, and I'm a descendant of the Xue family in L City."

He did not tell his true name or lie in his words. What was more important was to further test the other party's background and see if the other party knew his master's name.

After all, according to Mr. Song, his master Xue Gui was also a well-known figure back then.

"Huh!"

Gao Zhuo's fingers trembled slightly when he heard this, and he looked a little surprised and said: "Xue Gui is your master??"

"yes."

Xu Tong nodded solemnly, and Gao Zhuo's expression became even more strange as he asked, "Is your master's surname Song?"

"The name of the master is followed by the character Zhen." Xu Tong did not dare to say his full name, so he only reported the character after Song Lao's name.

As a result, Gao Zhuo's face was full of embarrassment. He didn't know where to put his hands and could only rub his thighs a few times: "That's right, I want to call you Uncle Yu."

No wonder he was so embarrassed. He originally wanted to recruit a brother from the Eight Sects to be his helper, but ended up recruiting an uncle to him.

Sometimes things in this world just don't make sense.

It is said that the world is a big place. Some people turn around and spend their whole lives searching for it, but they still can't find it.

It is said that the world is small. If you just go to Paris to pee, you might end up peeing on your relatives' shoes if you shake your hands.

Although they are not from the same sect, the relationship between the eight sects is inextricably linked. In the words of the elders, you look down on him and he looks down on you. If no one recognizes the other, where can the eight sects come from.

So in terms of seniority, Xu Tong is really his uncle. There is no way, who let Song Lao's age and seniority be put here.

Xu Tong grinned, seeing his embarrassed look, and said with a smile: "You are Gao Zhuo, and I am Yu Ni. It's not like the seniority of senior brother or uncle comes from somewhere in reality. Let's talk about our identities according to the script."

Xu Tong always liked taking advantage of others, but there was a time, and there was no point in taking advantage of others at this time.

When he said this, Gao Zhuo felt a lot more relieved.

But with this relationship, the two of them are no longer restrained when talking. Don't underestimate the relationship of being from the eighth sect.

This is a label, a label for one’s own people.

Even if everyone's trust is not enough, with this label, many things will be easier to discuss.

The two chatted for a while, during which Xu Tong did not forget to ask the ranger questions.

Gao Zhuo grinned and said: "I'm lucky. Some of the prop cards happened to have something in common with the corpse exorcism technique I learned, so I developed the awakening technique [Corpse Collector].

As long as there is a player's corpse, after my stitching and repair, his corpse can be resurrected for my use. The corpse retains some of its abilities. After the end of this scenario world, an additional 20% will be allocated to the rewards for the tasks he completed. Give me. "

"Is that really a resurrection??"

Xu Tong's eyes lit up and he was shocked by Gao Zhuo's ability. This was simply a magical skill. Whoever brought such a person into the team would be making a huge profit.

But Gao Zhuo's words dispelled his idea.

"No, it's not a real resurrection, it's just a collection of corpses. Death is death. How can there be a resurrection?"

Gao Zhuo shook his head, but immediately changed his voice, picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of food and put it into his mouth, pointed at the ranger behind him and said:

"But this guy may not be dead. After I took over his body, I found that his body was different from other players' bodies. It felt like it was missing a soul. I guess this guy's body should have activated the props and left long ago. This time it’s a script world.”

Although this kind of special life-saving prop is very expensive, it is not uncommon, but the punishment and price are often difficult to accept.

Xu Tong nodded. If this was the case, he could still accept Ranger's sacrifice for Zhang Qiang.

After the two chatted for a few words, Gao Zhuo finally started to bring the topic back to the main topic: "I felt you just now in the longevity shop. You heard the conversation between the pharmacist and me and King Yang Yan."

Xu Tong raised his glass and took a sip, not denying it but not admitting it either.

Seeing this, Gao Zhuo slowly put down the chopsticks in his hand and asked tentatively: "I will help you kill Yao Shi and Li Ci, and the spoils will be yours, but you have to give me the source virus, and I will hand it over in exchange for two strengthening weapons." How about I give you one potion?"

As the so-called brothers settle accounts, the price is not cheap, but looking at the current situation, it is actually very fair.

At least in Gao Zhuo's eyes, Xu Tong's current situation is not optimistic. A common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a jade.

He didn't hand over a precious source virus in time, but held it in his hand. Of course, he would become a common man in the eyes of everyone.

However, Gao Zhuo's proposal was directly rejected by Xu Tong.

He glanced at the direction shrouded in white fog in the center of the city, and couldn't help but reveal a sinister smile: "I like to do it myself!"

Gao Zhuo's heart moved, and he was startled by Xu Tong's understatement, as if the pharmacist and the others were not worth mentioning in Xu Tong's eyes.

This calm and unhurried feeling made Gao Zhuo temporarily unclear about Xu Tong's background.

At this time, Xu Tong suddenly said: "I will give you a strengthening potion, but the premise is that I have to go back alive. After all, that woman is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Let's work together to at least guarantee that we will not suffer!"

Gao Zhuo felt happy when he heard this, but then he immediately came to his senses, isn't this the same? Why has it come full circle that I owe you a favor? ?

After figuring out the joints, Gao Zhuo couldn't help but curse the old fox in his heart. It seemed that his uncle was not a fuel-efficient lamp either.

The two of them exchanged cups and sat on a high building to drink until the sun was about to set. During this period, Xu Tong asked Gao Zhuo about Xue Gui from the side.

Gao Zhuo didn't hide it either. He was different from Xu Tong. Xu Tong became a monk halfway and then entered the script space.

Gao Zhuo's family is really in the lineage of killing corpses, but most of his unique skills have been lost in his generation.

It wasn't until I entered the script world and became a player that I was able to develop my skills.

So they know a lot about the older generation.

Speaking of Xue Gui, Gao Zhuo gave a thumbs up and said: "Your master was really like this back then!"

"I'm not that clear about the specific things. I just heard my dad say it once when he was drunk. He said that he went to Yue Beiman Mountain alone and killed the traitorous Taoist from Sanmao Zhenjun Mansion with one move. The veteran Taoist from the Shangqing Sect was killed by him. I was so angry that I vomited blood, but it gave us eight families a lot of face, but it’s a pity that someone seemed to have plotted against me later.”

Gao Zhuo's temper got worse when he talked about the past events mentioned by the older generation.

In his opinion, players like them have the blessing of prop cards, but in reality there are some people who do not need prop cards and have extraordinary powers.

Xu Tong's heart moved, and he thought of his master's hurried away figure, and couldn't help but wonder: "Then do you know what happened in Beiman Mountain back then?"

"I don't know. I asked about this, but my dad slapped me in the mouth and almost knocked out my molar."

Thinking of that slap in the mouth, Gao Zhuo subconsciously rubbed his face with his hands.

I thought to myself, luckily my mother stopped me, otherwise I would have been beaten severely, so how could I dare to ask about this matter again.

"That's it."

Xu Tong was a little disappointed. In fact, he also thought about asking Mr. Song, but he could never find a reason to talk about it. Asking about it out of nowhere would only make the old man suspicious.

Even though Mr. Song is old, his heart is like Ming Jing's. It seems that he needs to spend more time to understand what's going on.

The two of them drank several bottles of Wuliangye, but no one turned red after drinking it. After all, they were players, and their physical fitness was increased by the prop card. When they came here, they ate a few brain crystals, and they still drank this little cat urine. Don't get them drunk.

Looking at the sun that was about to set in the distance, Xu Tong took out a wet wipe and wiped the oil stains on the corners of his mouth and said, "Okay, I'm leaving. Let's talk about the source of the virus slowly when we go back."

"Are you really sure you can kill Yao Shi and Li Ci??"

Seeing that Xu Tong was about to take action, Gao Zhuo asked uneasily. It was not the deep relationship between the two, but the source virus in Xu Tong's mouth that he valued.

He flicked the ashes on his hand a few times and spit out a mouthful of green smoke. Xu Tong's deep eyes were staring at the looming Ferris wheel in the center of the city in front of him. He smiled contemptuously and said, "It's not a big problem..."