Infinite Script Killing

Xu Tong didn't expect that his mistress would kill her whenever she asked, and she would fall out faster than flipping through a book. He cursed in his heart that a woman's face would change on a June day.

I saw the embroidered shoes rising in the wind, and when they landed on my head, they were already like a hill covering my head.

The big head raised its arms high, and suddenly the dense tentacles intertwined together, turning into a big umbrella and thrusting it over the head, trying to use the paper body to block the embroidered shoe.

However, what Xu Tong never expected was that the embroidered shoes, which he thought were evenly matched, were crushed and exploded by a majestic force the moment they fell.

"Snapped!"

A strong wind blew, and Xu Tong was knocked out on the spot. When he looked again, he found that half of the fat body had been trampled to pieces.

[The summoned creature is damaged, please summon it again within twenty-four hours. 】

"hiss!!"

Looking at the torn-up Big Fat, Xu Tong's lips twitched and he couldn't help but take a breath of air. He didn't know whether it was because he felt sorry for Big Fat, or because of the script, or because he was surprised that Big Fat was killed instantly.

A laughter like silver bells came from the side, "Master's wife, these shoes grow long when exposed to the wind, but they can step on them without sinking. You are just a little paper man, and you still think you can hold on? I haven't trampled you to death." Even if you’re lucky.”

As the master's wife said this, she raised her hand and grabbed him. Her slender fingers appeared in front of Xu Tong in the next second and grabbed his head.

Of course he would not sit still and wait for death. Looking at the thin white palms in front of him, his face turned cold, and he raised his arms brazenly, activating the abilities of embers and demonic power at the same time.

Suddenly, two strangely different yet similar dark flames burst out from his palm. He waved his hand and clapped it with the master's beautiful hand.

"Snapped!"

When these palms were slapped together, a layer of light blue fire suddenly rippled in the air. The strange flames spread out in the air like a drop of ink falling into the basin, as if there was a man wearing black clothes. The dancer in the skirt dances in the air.

It was also the first time that Xu Tong activated and used the abilities of two prop cards at the same time. In an instant, the fire like water smoke seemed to freeze the void for a moment.

Just after this short moment, brilliant fire suddenly exploded in front of him. The extremely overbearing explosion was like two incompatible forces, as if it was going to tear apart everything in front of him.

"snort!"

This violent force caught the master's wife off guard. Her red phoenix eyes were slightly raised, showing a slightly solemn look. She squeezed them with her fingers. Xu Tong immediately felt that the brilliant fire in front of him seemed to be wiped out in an instant. .

"Little guy, let me show you what other skills you have!" She sat in mid-air under the roof beam, looking down at Xu Tong.

The ability displayed by this little guy made her more and more curious. It seemed that Old Man Song was really lucky to find such an apprentice.

Seeing that the big fat man was killed with one move, and the power of his twin fires was easily wiped out, Xu Tong finally realized how terrifying his master's wife was.

Who would have thought that a paper man could have such terrifying power. He could kill ghosts, easily suppress the profound realm of Buddhism with just one shoe, and even destroy Big Fatty with ease, leaving him powerless to fight back.

Thinking of this, Xu Tong clenched his hands tightly into fists, and his eyes became hot when he looked at his wife.

In addition to players, there are too many things in this world that he didn't expect. Even the master's wife is full of secrets that people can't understand.

Not only did this not make Xu Tong feel scared, but he felt extremely excited and yearning in his heart.

After hearing what his wife said, he raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his head and looked at his wife and said, "Master, please forgive me for being rude."

Seeing that Xu Tong was really serious, the mistress smiled disdainfully and didn't take him seriously at all.

However, the next second, the smile on her face suddenly froze, her eyes widened as she looked at the bell on Xu Tong's hand, and screamed: "Why do you have this thing??"

As he spoke, he actually jumped up and appeared in front of Xu Tong like lightning. He raised his slender fingers as if to seal off the void, causing the speed of time around him to slow down a lot.

"Ding~~"

But even so, she still took a step slower, and an ethereal bell sound suddenly echoed on Xu Tong's hand.

The ancient bell has a picture of hell embossed on it. This is one of the Eight Gates and Thirty-two Treasures, the [Evil Bell], and it is also an inherited token of the papermaker lineage.

There are only four authentic lineages of the paper-making people, among which the Wang family's is the direct line. This thing should be in the hands of the Wang family, but I don't want it to appear in Xu Tong's hands.

Now, even this powerful master's wife suddenly suffered a big loss.

The sound of the bell ringed in the air, and as Xu Tong continued to shake, the sound became more and more harsh, and even the wife couldn't help but snort, and the figure kept retreating until she was hiding on the beam, holding her fingers tightly on the beam, That's why he didn't fall from above.

This ringing sound is the accompanying skill of the Demonic Bell, the Demonic Sound.

The sound of ghosts

Spending 5 script points, you can use the Demonic Bell to make a violent sound and produce a mental attack on targets within fifteen meters.

Causes huge damage to ghost-like creatures.

There is a 20% chance that the ghost will be temporarily unable to move.

There is a 10% chance that the ghost will be driven away.

Seeing this, Xu Tong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, no matter how strong the master's wife was, she was still a paper doll, and she would eventually give in in front of the nemesis [Demon Bell].

"You are actually from the Wang family!!"

The Master’s Wife also recognizes the Demonic Bell. After all, it is a token of the Seven Sects. However, the Wang family has disappeared for many years, and the Master’s Wife was a little surprised that this thing would actually fall into his hands.

Xu Tong didn't have any excuse for this. He raised the bell in his hand and pointed it at the master's wife to activate the demonic sound again.

"Ding~~~"

Now the Master's wife's face finally looked ugly, and the ringing sound no less than that of Huang Zhongda Lu came into the ears, which made the Master's eardrums buzz and hurt.

His eyes suddenly turned red: "You brat, watch me skin you!"

"enough!"

At this time, Mr. Song's voice suddenly came from outside the door. Xu Tong looked back and saw that Mr. Song had come back without knowing when. He quickly put away the bell on his hand and ran to Mr. Song with a sad face. shouted:

"Master, you are back. As soon as I entered the door, I saw the master's wife beating the monk. I advised the master's wife to stop, but the master's wife actually wanted to kill me to silence me."

The evildoer complains first, and Xu Tong certainly understands this principle.

I really wait for the master's wife to speak, if the confusion of right and wrong arises, maybe Mr. Song will give him a way to eliminate relatives and clean up the family.

Mr. Song glanced at Monk Miaojing who was already vomiting blood on the ground, and couldn't help but frown.

Looking up at the woman in front of him, his expression suddenly became complicated. He saw Mr. Song taking out a silver box from his arms. This box was the soul core of Master Niang and the others.

As long as Mr. Song squeezes them gently, the paper figures in front of him will be wiped out in an instant.

But Mr. Song put the silver box on the table: "Take your things and let's go."

The mistress was startled, staring blankly at the silver box on the table, her expression flickering in and out, and suddenly she began to laugh. Her laughter was loud at first, but her voice became deeper and deeper as she laughed.

"Hehehe... We have been guarding you for so many years, and now you are going to drive us away."

Mr. Song's face changed slightly and he shook his head: "That's not what I meant."

The mistress laughed coldly: "Haven't you heard that saying? It's easy to ask a god but hard to send him away. If you want us to leave, we can leave. Give me this boy, and I will take him with me!"

The master's wife pointed her finger at Xu Tong's head.

"Don't!" Xu Tong crossed his arms on his chest: "Master Wife, how about you take this monk away? He's a little old, but he can still be used if he makes do."

Mr. Song shook his head and said nothing. He just took out a small ceramic jar from his sleeve and put it on the table.

Seeing this ceramic jar, the master's wife's eyes suddenly became hot.

"I know that you have been guarding me for so long, and I have nothing to repay you. I will give you this. From now on, we will not owe each other anything."

When he said the last few words, Xu Tong stood next to Mr. Song and clearly felt that Mr. Song's hands were shaking slightly.

It seems that even if it is a figure, it will still have emotions over time.

It's just that sometimes, people can't help but make multiple choices.

Looking at the ceramic jar, the mistress almost didn't hesitate, stretched out her hand to hold it in her hand, carefully caressed the ceramic jar with her slender fingers, and at the same time did not forget to pick up their soul boxes on the table and put them in her hands. superior.

"Okay! Okay, Song Qing, please remember. You gave me this thing today on your own initiative. Don't regret it in the future. Also, this brat next to you is not a good thing. You'd better Be careful!"

Mr. Song lowered his head and said nothing, sitting on the chair as if he was asleep.

Seeing the teacher's wife stamping her feet, two dolls rolled over from the corner, landed at her feet, and then jumped, Xu Tong felt his eyes flashing.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that on the chair in front of him, the master's wife had returned to the appearance of a paper doll.

But when he took a closer look, he felt that the master's wife didn't seem to have the same spirituality as before.

After taking another look, I saw clearly that the pupils in the master's eyes had disappeared.

"You...you didn't give that thing to this evil ghost, did you?" Miao Jing on the ground opened her eyes at some point and asked.

In fact, he was not seriously injured, he was just pretending to be unconscious so as to look for a suitable opportunity.

As a result, when he saw Mr. Song actually taking out such important things after he came back, Miaojing felt anxious and jealous.

It's a pity that Mr. Song always lowered his head and smoked, refusing to pay attention to him.

Seeing this wonderful scene, he became even more annoyed and got up from the ground: "Amitabha, Mr. Xue spent a lot of effort to bring order to the chaos. I didn't expect that his apprentice would give away the things so easily. Get out! Say goodbye!"

After saying that, Miao Jing was about to walk out the door with a quick stride.

Xu Tong raised his eyebrows slightly, turned around calmly, and picked up the stick on the table. Just when he was about to take action, his wrist suddenly tightened, and Mr. Song lowered his head and shook it a few times, indicating that he could not take action.

As he spoke, he pulled hard and pulled him back to the chair: "Let him go. If you sow the cause today, there will be results in the future."

"Master, what did you bring out for my wife? Can you make them all have such exaggerated expressions?"

Xu Tong helped the old man sit back on the more comfortable rocking chair at the side, and asked curiously in his heart.

Listening to the meaning of Miaojing's words, and the satisfied look on his wife's face when she left, he intuitively told him that this thing must not be simple.

I saw that Mr. Song was not in a hurry. He was smoking the pipe slowly. He did not answer Xu Tong's words, but laughed and cursed: "You brat, you have stiff wings, but you still hide secrets from me??"

Mr. Song grinned, showing a mouth full of yellow teeth, but it made people feel extremely friendly.

He slowly took a puff of tobacco, and as the smoke slowly floated up, he answered Xu Tong's question just now.

"That was the thing that caused those evil cultists to go crazy back then. Your master Xue Gui also went through a lot of hard work to seal this thing. I don't know exactly what is inside."

It turns out that the reason why Mr. Song went out so early was to obtain the soul core, and on the other hand, he wanted to take out this treasure that had been hidden for many years.

Xu Tong was shocked. He had discussed this matter with Gao Zhuo at the exhibition before.

According to Gao Zhuo, these evil ways suddenly appeared in 1986, but few people know the specific reasons.

And his master Xue Gui is the core figure in this storm.

Could it be that those evil ways were all directed at the small ceramic bottle just now? ?

Now he understood why Miaojing had such a ferocious expression just now. This thing can make those evil people so crazy, so it must be a rare treasure.

My wife actually got this thing, she might cause big problems in the future.

"What, you want to chase me too??"

Mr. Song seemed to have read through his mind and said with a smile.

"No! I just feel a little pity."

Mr. Song pulled him and motioned for him to sit down and whispered: "Actually, I know about your apprenticeship in art. I knew it when you came in holding the paper flowers. But it doesn't matter, I just didn't expect it. You kid is pretty good at hiding."

As he spoke, Mr. Song suddenly took out another square box from his sleeve and threw it to him.

"What's this??"

Looking at the boxy box, Xu Tong looked strange. As soon as he touched the box with his hand, he immediately felt like an electric shock.

Especially the [Source] in his prop book seemed to be burning, bursting out with dazzling light.

"This is what your master got from the evil way during the battle at Beiman Mountain."

Mr. Song knocked on the lid and said with a smile.

"Ah! Then what my wife just took away is..."

"Hehe!" Mr. Song pretended to be sophisticated, took a sip from his pipe and pot, and said with an excited smile: "What she took away was a piece of my shit!"

Sorry, I have been recuperating recently, so I will always update. Please wait, and I will resume normal updates after I recover.