Infinite Script Killing

"Boom, boom, boom..."

"Let us out!! Help!!"

The harsh banging on the door and the cry for help became more and more harsh through the door.

Xu Tong could even hear the crying screams among them.

"Amitabha, that's very good. Isn't this a bit too much?"

Even though the fat monk heard the screams inside, he couldn't help but feel a little unbearable.

But Xu Tong said with a nonchalant look on his face: "It's just a way of repaying the other person, so there's nothing to be pitiful about. Does the master plan to suffer for them?"

If I hadn't spent money to bribe the boss, I'm afraid they would be the unlucky ones now.

It sounds like they deserve it. They forced the boss to sign a contract with them for just the price of a piece of money.

In comparison, Xu Tong is much more generous.

If one is not enough, I will give you ten, and each one is a genuine note stamped with the emperor's seal. After spending this money, the boss even wants to transfer the inn to Xu Tong.

As for why they pee frequently, it is even simpler. Xu Tong put the innate talisman [Night Urination Technique] under the wine pot.

As long as you drink from that hip flask, you will naturally fall into the trap.

Not only that, even the bottom of the bathtub was marked with [Weapon Strength 99] by Xu Tong. Together with the aphrodisiac that Zhou Mu took out, hey, they couldn't even think of getting out of the bath that night.

Sure enough, the screams didn't last long, and the sounds inside the door gradually began to become weird.

Xu Tong didn't have the bad habit of listening to people in the corner. He took out the hookah pipe from the props book and squatted aside to smoke it. Listening to the painful and happy wails in the room, his heart suddenly filled with inspiration, and he planned to write a poem based on this scene. A song comes.

"I didn't expect that the venerable master actually knows the art of Yan, and can capture the innate spiritual talisman for his own use. It's just a poor monk who knows how to do it."

The fat monk couldn't help but sigh.

"Master knows Yan Shu?"

Xu Tong knew that his Yanshu could not be hidden from the master, so he pretended to be surprised just to hear the fat monk's evaluation of Yanshu and see if he could extract some useful information.

"You know, during the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, Yanshu was popular all over the world. The emperor of the Zhou Dynasty once opened a college for Yanshi. The power of Yanshu has become the mainstream in the world."

When the fat monk talked about that period of history, his eyes couldn't help but reveal a bit of nostalgia. At that time, Master Yan was so powerful that he could see through the heavens and the earth. He was so powerful in the world with his Yanshu that he could turn the world upside down with a single thought.

Powerful enough to make even the ancient gods fearful.

When Xu Tong heard the fat monk talking about the glory of Yanshu Master, he couldn't help being shocked, but he also had questions in his heart: "If it is so powerful, why has Yanshu been completely cut off by now, and there is not even a single record??"

I only heard a few words about Yan Shu from my master's wife, and other than that, I only learned about it from Mei Xian.

I have never heard of other legends about Yan Shu, and even if they exist, they seem to be fabricated out of thin air.

Regarding Xu Tong's question, the fat monk did not explain. He just frowned and remained silent for a while before saying: "There is Tao but no technique. Techniques can still be sought. There are techniques but no Tao, and it stops at technique."

Xu Tong's eyes lit up when he heard this, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up: "If you control your skills with the Tao, your skills will be successful. If you leave the Tao, your skills will fail. Right, it's said in Laozi's Tao Te Ching."

Every time I was caught by the master and endorsed, I finally didn’t read it in vain and finally found a place to use it.

As a result, the fat monk looked at Xu Tong with a strange face: "That sentence of yours was said by Zhuangzi."

Xu Tong: Embarrassing! !

"But Zhuangzi said it more appropriately. Anyway, the disappearance of Yan Shu stems from this. Venerable sir, you should take care of yourself."

The fat monk's words were both a reminder and a warning.

Yanshu was once glorious and powerful, and the Yanshu Academy once used this powerful technique to create a war machine that could kill gods.

But such a brilliant fruit was just a flash in the pan and withered in an instant, so that not even a single word was left.

The fat monk did not explain what happened, but he pointed out the source of the trouble.

It's a pity that Xu Tong didn't understand the mystery yet, and just kept it in his mind for the time being.

The room in front of him was still very lively, and Xu Tong didn't know how long they could keep going.

Under the night sky of Hades, the black moon slowly rose in the distance.

The snow was falling heavily and it was getting colder.

Even though he was a fat monk, he didn't want to stay outside any longer and got up to go into the hall to drink.

"Are you planning to stay overnight?"

Looking back at Xu Tong, he saw Xu Tong writing something on the ground with a branch, so he asked him to go in early so as not to get frozen outside.

"Hey, don't worry, I'll write a song for them."

Xu Tong held the branch in his hand, scrawled on the ground, and then threw the branch away: "Done!"

The fat monk squinted his eyes, shook his head with a wry smile, and walked into the hall to drink.

Not long after, everyone drinking in the hall heard a burst of hoarse singing outside the door.

"That night, I drove you, that night you felt very happy, that night you grew up a lot, that night I wrote this song for you..."

The singing echoed in the heavy snow.

Under the Zhuqiang Palace, a group of heavily armored warriors heard the singing, and a hint of reminiscence appeared on their dull faces.

The singing along with the heavy snow creates an imaginative picture.

But it has since become a lingering nightmare in the hearts of some people...

"Hiccup~~"

Early the next morning, when Gao Zhuo and others walked out of the hall after eating and drinking, they were immediately shocked.

"Why are there so many people??"

I saw many people surrounding the small courtyard of the inn, and there were many evil spirits among these people.

Everyone's eyes widened, and they peered through the crack in the door to look into the main store.

"Boom!!"

The door was roughly pushed open, and when they saw the figure walking out, the onlookers dispersed in an instant.

Gu Xibai took a closer look and immediately rubbed his teeth, thinking: "Oh my god, these girls are so ugly."

I saw these few people, all of them were more than two meters tall, with broad shoulders and round waists. They stood there like a hill.

It has a red and black face and two protruding fangs at the corners of its mouth.

The tiger's eyes glared, and a fierce aura emerged spontaneously, which was intimidating, but at this moment, their faces were all full of shyness, and their shy looks... well, it's indescribable.

It reminds me of the joyful expression of the black bear spirit when he stole the cassock in Journey to the West.

Xu Tong hid aside and shook his head when he saw this. It was dark last night and he didn't look so carefully. Now that he looked at it, he realized that his sin last night seemed to be a bit big.

"Amitabha!"

The fat monk whispered: "They are all personal guards of the two ghost kings Zhang and Yang. Although they are not good-looking, they are definitely no match for other gods."

"It's okay." Gao Zhuo looked indifferent to this, which made everyone look at him with admiration.

Gao Zhuo curled his lips and said, "Compared with my wife, they are pretty good."

The fat monk even clasped his hands together: "It seems that the donor is also a true Bodhisattva who sacrifices himself for righteousness."

"Don't talk nonsense, your wife is not ugly."

Xu Tong kicked Gao Zhuo on the butt and was about to defend Fengxia, but when he thought of that face...

Forehead……

Xu Tong didn't know how to describe it.

"Woooooooo..."

There was a burst of crying in the room, and Zhou Mu and the other five people rushed out of the room with their faces covered.

I don’t know where the original clothes on my body have gone. I ran out naked, without caring about anything, I rushed out the door and ran out.

Everyone wanted to laugh when they saw this.

After all, these five little devils do a lot of immoral things on a daily basis.

Seeing that they were so unlucky, I felt a sense of joy in my heart.

However, when they saw the five people's fighting strength undiminished, everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in their hearts.

"Boy, if you humiliate us like this, we will definitely fight you to the death."

After running outside the door, Zhou Mu didn't forget to cover his face, turned around, and cursed at Xu Tong.

Xu Tong went in and out of his left ear and didn't respond to them at all.

Seeing that Xu Tong was silent, Zhou Mu cursed: "Don't think I can't find out where you are, just wait!"

As he said this, he whistled, and the leopard colt from the Xinghuo class neighed and rushed out of the horse pen.

The five people got on their mounts and flew down the mountain in a hurry.

"Amitabha, there is a high probability that they are going to Fusi City. Your Majesty, please be more careful in the future."

The fat monk reminded him.

This time the knot has become bigger, and it cannot be easily resolved.

"Don't you still have it?" Xu Tong blinked at the fat monk: "You said you wanted to help last night, but you didn't even move a finger. You can't take my ten ghost notes for nothing."

The fat monk was stunned when he heard this.

He never expected that Xu Tong wouldn't let him take action last night, so he was waiting for him here? ?

After thinking about it, the fat monk didn't want to get involved in this matter rashly. It wasn't that he was afraid of those five brats, but it was just inappropriate to involve him in this matter.

So he gritted his teeth and said, "Well, I've taken all the money from the poor monk and won't help you. I'll give you another opportunity. As for whether you can grasp it, I can't guarantee it."

"Oh, what an opportunity, tell me."

Xu Tong immediately became energetic when he heard this.

But the fat monk pointed to the sky: "The opportunity has not come yet, so we can't say it yet. Besides, the sacrifice is about to begin."

As the fat monk finished speaking, Xu Tong and others suddenly noticed that it was starting to get light.

"Is this sunshine??"

Xu Tong stretched out his palms and felt the warmth brought by the sun. He felt incredible. Is there still a sun in the underworld? ?

"Boom!!!"

As soon as the bell rang, a bright and dazzling sun actually rose above the palace. Everyone felt warm all over. Bathed in the sunshine, their whole bodies felt lighter.

Then this great sun continued to rise, rushed down to the top, and flew towards the land of the underworld.

Whether it's the city of Fusi, those tribes, or even those lonely ghosts wandering in the wilderness.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the light like daylight in front of them.

Even monsters in the Yin and Yang Dao will stop killing and enjoy the warmth brought by this light, even if it is only for a moment.

This is the emperor's blessing for the thousands of ghosts in the underworld. Only on this day will the underworld have a different color.

"It is said that there is a sun on the mountain behind the emperor. Every year when the bell rings, the emperor will briefly release the sun for a moment." The fat monk said.

This is not only to let the ghosts and ghosts on the underworld feel a moment of warmth, but also to dispel the accumulated evil in the underworld.

It is said that ghosts bathed in sunlight, even if they have been lost, have a chance to regain their sanity for a moment.

"Buzz..."

At this time, the closed gate of the forbidden palace slowly opened, and a strong wind swept away the snow in front of the palace gate.

The door slowly opened, and an old man came out, holding a golden scroll in his hand: "Your Majesty has been sacrificed, the gods are arranged in order, enter the palace to worship!!"