Infinite script kill

Chapter 721 The Order of the Underworld God

Between reality and reality.

On the small table in the gazebo, stood a small iron stove. Xu Tong placed his palm lightly on the iron stove, and the temperature of the iron stove gradually increased, boiling the water inside.

At the same time, all the details of Luo Tian's great dip were told one by one.

After learning that Zhang Haisheng's primordial spirit was shattered and Qingcheng Mountain's luck was greatly damaged, Mei Xian who was sitting by the side couldn't help sighing. Watching it decline, it is inevitable that I feel a little melancholy.

Old Mei who was in a bad mood didn't even drink tea, so he got up and went back to rest.

Xu Tong wanted to say something, but the master shook his head, Mr. Mei is not that fragile, he has seen many vicissitudes, but Qingcheng Mountain is the place where he was born and raised, he sighed for a while, and then he adjusted himself back after a while.

"Grandpa, is it really impossible to make another book of life and death??"

Xu Tong graciously made the master a cup of tea made from Shangqing Tianquan.

The master took a sip, the tea still tasted the same, but the water gave people an extra sweetness, drinking it in one sip made the master refreshed and the taste lingering.

Hearing Xu Tong's words, Xue Gui put down the teacup: "Maybe there is a way, but I can't get it anyway."

After speaking, the voice changed: "After a while, you will be in charge of receiving the envoys of the Western Gods. If you have a chance to meet the judge at that time, you may try to inquire about it."

"Oh……"

Xu Tong nodded absently.

"So this time as a host envoy, who are you hosting?"

Speaking of the reception work this time, Xu Tong couldn't help but start to mutter in his heart. The master said before that this task was specifically named by others.

I don't have much to do with Xixi, the only thing I have is Lilith, an old woman, so I have a little guess in my heart, but I'm not sure.

I want to find out from the master.

It's a pity that the master didn't know about this kind of thing, so Xu Tong asked about loneliness.

I saw the master took out a black wooden sign from his sleeve and handed it to him: "This is your identity order. Although it is temporary, it can give you a lot of convenience."

Xu Tong reached out to take it, but when he got the wooden sign, his name appeared on it.

At the same time, Xu Tong was even more surprised that a message was sent out from the item book at the same time.

"Ding: You have obtained a special item [Decree of the Underworld God]"

"Ding: Because of the particularity of the [Decree of the Underworld God], the next script world will be designated as a special background. This time the script world background is mandatory and cannot be changed."

Seeing the news from the item book, Xu Tong was immediately dumbfounded. He didn't expect such an operation to happen.

But having said that, if the Yincao world is also a script world, then what exactly is a script world? ? ?
What are these players? ?

There are also those gods above the underworld, the great gods of the underworld, and so on...

These questions came to mind, like question marks one after another, making Xu Tong think more and more.

Fortunately, he knows that these problems are not something he can understand, at least at this stage, they are not within his reach.

I simply didn't think about it, but since it was designated as the next script world, can I bring the team into it? ?

With an attitude of giving it a try, Xu Tong asked the master, as a reception envoy, can he bring a few people with him?
Originally, it was just to test the master's tone, but the master nodded: "Take the eldest princess, the old Taoist, and the old zombie of the Mei family."

"so many people??"

Xu Tong was taken aback, he didn't expect the master to be so generous this time.

The master took a sip of tea lightly, heard the words and couldn't help but smiled wryly: "You can bring as much as you can, who made our family poor, if it wasn't for the mountain ghosts being too stupid, your master is too weak, you can't afford to take them with you. If so, I'd be more than happy for you to take them all with you."

Oh, it turns out that after working together for a long time, the master was worried that as a reception envoy, he didn't even have any errands under him.

Having said that, Xu Tong immediately felt relieved.

Of course, the master did not forget to add a sentence: "You are responsible for the expenses of food, drink, housing and transportation."

"No problem, isn't it just money, including food and lodging, and if you arrive in the city of death, everyone will buy a new suit of clothes."

Xu Tong patted his chest. If you want to talk about script points, he is really poor now. He is so poor that he only has less than [-] script points left in his hand, but he is extremely poor.

(The four treasures of the Heaven Realm, Gao Zhuo [-], Gu Xibai [-], Chang Wuju [-], Chang Wuju's spoils of murder and robbery, an average of [-] script points per person, plus Xu Tong's own surplus.)
But when it comes to ghost money, besides half of what I spent in the sky, I still have a thick stack in my hand, which is enough for them to squander.

As soon as the words came out, the old Taoist who was squatting beside the gazebo and smoking a pipe suddenly grinned, and winked at Xu Tong: "Young master is wise."

After finishing the business, Xu Tong saw the master walking this way with a plate of pastries from a distance, and his eyes rolled: "I still have something to do, I'll go back first."

After finishing speaking, he ran away, fearing that his master would catch him and force him to study again.

"Hey, this kid is getting smaller and smaller. He ran away when he saw me."

Elder Song sat down with the pastry, saw Xu Tong running away, and shook his head helplessly: "It seems that next time I have to ask this kid to copy the Disciple Rules a few more times."

As he said that, he handed the pastry to the master; "It's not that the book of life and death only gives one more blank page every 40 years. Last time you got drunk and promised a large sum of money to fool the judge, you Isn't it uncomfortable to let him pass this time?"

"There are some things, how will he know if he doesn't go and see for himself." The master picked up a piece of snack and put it in his mouth.

Elder Song pouted, and unceremoniously pierced his master's mask: "Come on, it's true that you asked him to pay back the money for you."

The master stared, almost spit out the pastry in his mouth, stared: "I think you are getting more and more shameless recently, go and copy the disciple's rules for me ten times!"

"Ah? Did you make a mistake? I'm so old, you want me to copy the disciple's rules??"

Elder Song had an unbelievable expression on his face.

But the master picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Twenty times! I can't finish copying, so don't rest, start copying now."

Seeing this, Elder Song could only get up to get his pen and ink, and walked away cursing indistinctly.

After Xu Tong came back from the real world, he glanced at the time. It was already three o'clock in the morning, and the little fat man of the second soul hadn't come back yet.

Xu Tong simply closed his eyes, shifting his consciousness to the little fat man. As a result, he saw that the little fat man was squatting by the side of the road doing dishes.

Every bowl and chopsticks are carefully brushed to make sure they are clean before they are put aside.

"Little Fatty! Don't wash, just take a rest."

The old lady stepped forward, took out a clean embroidered scarf from her bosom, wiped off the drops of water on the little fat man's face, and took his little hand: "Are you tired? After brushing so much, my mother-in-law will make a copy for you." OK."

Fatty nodded.

Looking at the little fat man in front of her, the old woman's kind eyes revealed indescribable love.

Standing up, he walked to the soup pot, took out a big bowl specially prepared for the little fat man, poured some extra chaoshou, and after a while, a large bowl full of chaoshou was sent to the little fat man .

The little fat man ate the bowl, and the mother-in-law hurriedly shouted: "Slow down, don't burn it."

The concerned eyes, like a pair of mother-in-law and grandchildren, are extraordinarily warm under the dim light of the stall.

Xu Tong watched the scene in front of him silently, he didn't bother him, and he didn't have the will to take over Xiaopang.

Just paying attention silently, looking at the red oil on the corner of the little fat man's mouth, and his face full of silly smiles, maybe the two are originally one, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The cool wind blows, and the sanitation workers in orange vests under the street lamps have already started their day's work.

"Child, it's getting late, go back quickly."

The mother-in-law stroked the little fat man's head, signaling to him that it was almost dawn.

The little fat man turned his head to look at the sky, stood up reluctantly, nodded under the gaze of his mother-in-law, got up and helped her pack up, and then stood up reluctantly and walked back.

After walking a short distance, I turned around and saw my mother-in-law pushing the cart slowly towards the small village in the distance.

Seeing this, the little fat man suddenly flew up and followed him calmly, wanting to see where the mother-in-law lived.

The little fat man is very powerful, he hid in mid-air, and followed his mother-in-law all the way to the village.

After watching his mother-in-law walk into an old house and slowly close the door, the little fat man quietly flew into the yard out of curiosity.

Under the sunlight, the yard was tidied up, and a young man dozed off and came out of the room.

Rubbing her eyes: "Yuqi, hurry up, I'm going to be late for school!"

"coming!"

A little girl came out from the side room with her schoolbag on her back.

The little fat man hid on the roof and looked around, but he couldn't help frowning when he didn't see the figure of the mother-in-law.

Turning her eyes, the little girl suddenly remembered something, turned around and walked to the door of the main room, and pushed the door open: "Grandma, I'm going to school."

Hearing the little girl's words, the little fat man hiding on the roof opened his eyes and stared in the direction of the room.

The strange thing is that I didn't hear my mother-in-law's response.

"Yuqi, hurry up!!"

At this time, the man has already opened his mouth to urge.

"Okay!" The little girl waved her hand towards the room, closed the door immediately, turned around and walked out with the man.

After the people left, the little fat man finally couldn't hold back his inner curiosity, jumped down from the roof, walked to the door, stretched out his chubby little hand and gently pushed.

"Om..."

With the buzzing of the door, the dark room in front of him was illuminated by the sunlight outside.

There was a cloud of smoke in front of his eyes, making Xiaopang stare at it with wide eyes, but what caught his eyes was a black and white photo frame...

(End of this chapter)