Infinite Script Killing

There is a village halfway up Black Wind Mountain.

It was the stockade left by that group of bandits back then.

Although the village is abandoned, you can still vaguely see tables, chairs and benches, and some pavilions built against the cliffs.

Now after so many years, the village is now lively again. Among them are mature Miao people wearing Miao clothes, as well as strangers in simple clothes.

Of course, the most eye-catching ones are those with veils on their heads and standing some distance away from everyone.

These young men were wearing veils, so their faces could not be seen clearly, but judging from their figures, it was not difficult to tell that most of them were women.

Behind them they all carried a bright red coffin.

Everyone gathered at this place, called Black Wind Cliff. Below the cliff was a bottomless pool. The sunlight shone on the pool, but not even a single ray of light was refracted. The entire pool was pitch black, like thick ink.

It is said that the black wind in the Black Wind Mountain legend blows out of this pool, but at this moment, no one can see how the so-called black wind blows out of the water.

While everyone was still discussing in low voices how the young women would start worshiping the gods later, a person suddenly ran up in a panic.

"Here he comes, he comes!!"

Everyone ignored it and continued to talk about their own things.

Seeing no response, the man suddenly became impatient, stepped forward and grabbed one person and said, "He's coming...he's coming, he's right behind."

Everyone looked back at him and recognized him as the third of the Five Ghosts in Western Hunan, but they were baffled by his words and didn't know what stimulated this guy.

"He's coming! Go kill him quickly, he's right behind."

The third child was pushed around in the crowd until he was suddenly hit on the chest by a hand and fell to the ground.

The embarrassed appearance made everyone around him burst into laughter.

But the third child didn't care about this. Seeing that no one in front of him took him seriously, his face turned red with anxiety. He took a breath of energy in his chest and shouted: "Shut up!"

The sound echoed in the valley, and all sounds suddenly stopped. A pair of unkind eyes stared at the third child's face.

Among them were some of the most notorious figures in the world, with impatient expressions still showing on their faces, but the third child didn't care. When he saw everyone was quiet, he said loudly: "He's here, he... he..."

I don't know if he was too nervous, but the third child actually forgot Xu Tong's name in his mind. He slapped his head hard and couldn't think of it for a long time.

When everyone's eyes became more and more unkind, and some people even put their hands on the hilt of their own swords, the third child finally took his hand out of his pocket, opened the photo on his phone, pointed to Xu Tong's photo on it and said, "He, The God of Wealth...he's coming up!"

Hearing this, everyone was startled.

A middle-aged man next to the third child stepped forward and pulled up the collar of the third child and asked sharply: "Who are you talking about!! Is it Xu Tong who went up the mountain?"

Hearing this name, the third child finally turned around and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, it's Xu Tong. Xu Tong has gone up the mountain and will be there in a moment."

Suddenly everyone roared and started talking.

To say that so many people gathered in Xiangxi this time, it was all thanks to one person, Xue Gui's disciple, Xu Tong.

"Boy, are you sure? If I find out you lied to me, be careful I kill your whole family!"

Someone asked Lao San.

Everyone knows that Xu Tong is protected by the Gao family, and the Gao family is also protected by a mysterious force. As long as Xu Tong does not leave Xiangxi, it will not be easy to touch him.

But now someone is actually saying that this guy ran up on his own. Isn't this a fantasy?

But the third child nodded vigorously and stood up and said to everyone: "Really, it's really him. We just met him at the foot of the mountain. There is a master beside him. We are not opponents..."

"So you ran up the mountain to report the news!"

The middle-aged man continued to ask.

However, this sentence made the third child feel embarrassed. He hesitated for a while before lowering his head and said in a small voice: "No, he let me go up the mountain and asked me to bring you a message!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other.

An old man pinched his beard and sneered: "Hey, you are really not afraid of death when you meet the King of Hell. What kind of message is that?"

The old man who spoke was named Zhou Hun. He was from a famous family. He studied under Mount Wutai. He was a veritable old-timer in the world.

He has a biological uncle named Zhou Yaosheng, who was also born in Wutai Mountain. He practiced Buddhism and Taoism, and his strength in starting a new business is no less than that of a half-step master.

But he went to Beimang and never came back. Now he doesn’t know where he is buried.

This was also the reason why he came to western Hunan. Since he could not find his uncle's grave, he wanted to pay for it with the life of Xue Gui's disciple.

Therefore, at this moment, his eyes were shining brightly, and the whisk in his hand was filled with murderous intent.

The third child swallowed and spit. Under the gaze of everyone, he felt a lot of pressure. He couldn't help but regret why he said such nonsense.

But after everyone commented, it was no longer possible not to say anything.

He could only say in a small voice: "He said...he said..."

"What did he say? Hurry up and say it!"

The middle-aged man standing next to the third child was obviously a hot-tempered man. Seeing the grumbling look on the third child, he wanted to chop this guy with a knife right now.

The third child was frightened by him and did not dare to hesitate anymore. He gritted his teeth and said, "He said that his master has already paid the debt of Qimen with his life, but if anyone thinks it is not enough, he will punch him until the other party says it is enough. "

In an instant, everyone present fell silent.

There was a strangeness in everyone's expressions, and they didn't know whether to laugh or be angry.

But the faces of several old people among them were already terrifyingly ferocious.

"Pah! This little bastard, how dare you be so arrogant??"

Zhou Hun's face was red with anger, and he waved the dust fly in his hand, causing a strong wind to blow on the ground: "Where is this kid? I swear to cut him into pieces!!"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, I'm afraid it's not enough to cut his body into thousands of pieces. The poor Taoist Xiao Yuzi wants to use the oil of his corpse to make wax, his human skin to make a lamp, and his bones to be nailed under the locust tree. He will be a slave and a maid for seven lives."

The Taoist who spoke had a ruthless look in his eyes, and many people present felt a chill in their hearts when they heard the words.

This is to make people doomed to a life of misery for seven lifetimes after death.

"Haha, forget it, do you want him to have another life? I'll take out his soul, light a soul lamp, and make him disappear in this life."

The so-called soul lantern is similar to the principle of lighting a sky lantern, except that the sky lantern burns nothing more than a stinky skin bag, while the soul lantern is to pull out the person's soul, use his hair as a wick, and rub the soul in.

Then use his corpse oil to make lamp oil. After lighting it, it will not burn out for a long time. The soul will be tortured day and night until the oil is exhausted and the lamp will wither and disappear. This is a harmful magic.

"No, wouldn't this be an advantage for him? He should be tortured. After breaking up his soul, he should be cut off from one soul to another. Let the master who went to the underworld to find him complain properly. Let the old man Xue Gui know that we There is nothing that can be done to him, but it can make him cut off his descendants and leave no one to follow him.

When everyone heard this, they thought this was a good idea. If one soul and four souls were cut off, even if they were reincarnated in the future, they would be destined to be crippled and mentally retarded at birth.

The most important thing is that compared to other forms of torture, this method can also disgust Xue Gui. It is really wonderful to kill two birds with one stone.

This was originally a Miao people's sacred ceremony, but before the ceremony even started, the protagonist inexplicably turned into someone else.

This made several Shengmiao leaders sitting in the distance start to murmur. They obviously didn't know who this person named Xu Tong was.

Just by listening to their joking accents, it is not difficult to tell that some of them are still in their prime.

"So many people want to kill him, and he still dares to come. I think he must be a hero." Under the veil, the woman's voice was as clear as a bell, and when she spoke, there was a hint of sweet fragrance in the surrounding air.

After saying this, another woman on the side smiled and said: "I heard them say that this man is not very old. If he is really a hero, he might as well help."

"Hmph, are you trying to help someone? I'm embarrassed to point you out!"

The Miao girls became more and more aggressive as they talked. They couldn't help but look forward to seeing whether the young man who dared to make such bold statements really dared to go up the mountain.

At this moment, a Miao girl quietly walked out, stood beside the Miao leaders and said coldly: "The high priest sent a message that she would come to preside over the ceremony in person later, saying that there would be an old man this time. Members of the master’s family are participating in the divine sacrifice, so we should be careful.”

Upon hearing that the high priest was delivering the message, the several Miao leaders who had been chatting animatedly immediately became serious and solemn, and nodded to express their understanding.

But the Miao girl hadn't finished speaking yet, but her next words were in the Miao language that few people speak anymore. Except for these leaders, even the few who followed them could understand it. The Miao girl could only listen with a partial understanding.

"coming!!"

At this time, someone didn't know who yelled, and the whole valley fell silent instantly...

Everyone stared in the direction of the entrance and waited quietly.

As time passed by, everyone's brows moved slightly, and they could hear the sound of heavy footsteps and heavy breathing.

I saw four people with heads swollen like pig heads, slowly walking from the other side of the cliff carrying a big red coffin.

Few people can recognize that these four are the other four of the Five Ghosts of Western Hunan, but it doesn't matter if they recognize them, because at this moment, everyone's attention is focused on the coffin and the young man.

Just after I finished typing, I saw Brother Qiu say Merry Christmas. Before I could reply, he hit me in the face with a big silver bullet. Thank you, Brother Qiu. The third update will start tomorrow! Lasts until the end of the month.