Infinite script kill

Chapter 741
"Boom blah blah..."

"Let us out!! Help!!"

The ear-piercing knocking on the door and cries for help became more ear-piercing through the door.

Xu Tong could even hear the screams of crying among them.

"Amitabha, goodness, goodness, isn't it a bit too much for us?"

Even the fat monk could not help but feel a little bit unbearable when he heard the screams inside.

But Xu Tong said indifferently: "It's just returning the same way to others, what's so pitiful, is the master planning to suffer for them?"

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

In other words, they deserve it, just using the price of a ghost note to force the boss to sign a contract with them.

In comparison, Xu Tong is much more generous.

One is not enough, I will give ten, and each of them is a genuine banknote stamped with the seal of the emperor. If this amount of money is spent, the boss even wants to transfer this inn to Xu Tong.

As for why they urinate frequently, it is even simpler. Xu Tong put the innate talisman [peeing at night] under the jug.

As long as you drink with that jug, you will naturally be recruited.

Not only that, Xu Tong even put [Weapon Blessing 99] on the bottom of the tub, plus the aphrodisiac Zhou Mu took out, hehe, they don't even think about getting out of the car tonight.

Sure enough, the screams didn't last long, and the voices in the door gradually became weird.

Xu Tong didn't have the bad habit of listening to people's corners, so he took out a hookah pipe from the props book and squatted aside to smoke it. Hearing the painful and happy wailing in the room, he suddenly had a spring of inspiration in his heart, and planned to write a poem in response to this situation. Come a song.

"I didn't expect the venerable to know how to use Yanshu, and to use the congenital talisman for his own use. It's a poor monk who is playing with an axe."

The fat monk couldn't help sighing.

"Master knows hagana?"

Xu Tong knew that he couldn't hide his hagana from the master, so he pretended to be surprised just to hear the fat monk's evaluation of hagana and see if he could get some useful information.

"I know that during the Shang and Zhou dynasties, Yanshu was rampant in the world. The Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty once opened a college for Yanshi. The strength of Yanshu is already the mainstream of the world."

When the fat monk talked about that period of history, he couldn't help showing a bit of nostalgia in his eyes. At that time, Yanshi was able to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and he was rampant in the world with the help of Yanshu.

Powerful enough to make those ancient gods afraid.

When Xu Tong heard the fat monk talk about the brilliance of the Yanshu master, he couldn't help being shocked, but he had a question in his heart: "Since it is so powerful, why has the Yanshu been completely extinct until now, and there is not even a single record?"

About Yan Shu, I only heard a thing or two from my teacher's mouth, other than that, I only learned from Mei Xian's mouth.

Other legends about Yanshu have never been heard, and even if there are, they seem to be fabricated out of thin air.

To Xu Tong's question, the fat monk didn't explain, just frowned, and after a long silence, he said: "If there is a way but no skills, you can still seek skills. If you have skills but no ways, stop at skills."

Xu Tong's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise: "Using the Tao to control the art, the art will succeed. The art that deviates from the Tao, the art will decline. Right, it is said in Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching."

Every time I was caught and endorsed by the master, I finally read it in vain, and finally had a place to use it.

As a result, the fat monk looked at Xu Tong strangely: "Your words were said by Zhuangzi."

Xu Tong: Oh! !
"However, Zhuangzi put it more aptly. Anyway, the disappearance of hagana stems from this. Your lord, you should take care of yourself."

The words of the fat monk are both a reminder and a warning.

Yanshu used to be brilliant and powerful, and the Yanshu Academy used to create a war machine capable of killing gods with this penetrating technique.

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

The fat monk didn't explain what happened, but he pointed out the source of the disaster.

It's a pity that Xu Tong didn't understand the mystery of it at this moment, but just kept it in his heart for the time being.

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

Under the night sky of Netherland, a black moon slowly rises in the distance.

The snow was falling and it was getting colder and colder.

Rao is a fat monk, and he doesn't want to stay outside any longer, so he gets up and wants to go into the hall to drink.

"Are you going to keep watch all night?"

Looking back at Xu Tong, he saw Xu Tong holding a branch and writing something on the ground, so he called him to go in earlier, so as not to be frozen outside.

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

Holding the branch in his hand, Xu Tong wrote nonsense on the ground, then threw the branch away: "You're done!"

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

Not long after, the people drinking in the hall heard a hoarse singing outside the door.

"That night, I drove the car for 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 all over the sky.

Under the red wall palace, a group of soldiers in heavy armor heard the singing, and there was a bit of nostalgia on their dull faces.

Along with the heavy snow, the singing draws a dreamy picture.

But it has also become a lingering nightmare in some people's hearts since then...

"Hiccup~~"

Early the next morning, when Gao Zhuo and the others came out of the hall after eating and drinking, they were taken aback.

"Why are there so many people??"

I saw many people around the small courtyard of the inn, and there were many ghosts among these people.

One by one, their eyes widened, and they peeked through the crack of the door to look into the Datong shop.

"Boom!!"

I saw the door of the room was pushed open roughly, and when I saw the figure coming out from the inside, these spectators scattered in an instant.

Gu Xibai took a closer look, rubbed her teeth immediately, and said in her heart: "My god, this bitch is too ugly."

I saw these few people, all of them were more than two meters tall, with big arms and round waists, standing there like a hill.

With a red-black face, there were two protruding fangs at the corners of his mouth.

The tiger's eyes glared, fierce and fierce, which made people feel intimidated, but at this moment, all of their faces were full of shyness, that shy look... well, it's indescribable.

It can't help but remind people of the joyful expression of the black bear spirit in Journey to the West when he stole the cassock.

Xu Tong hid at the side, and shook his head when he saw it. He didn't look at it so carefully last night when it was dark, but after looking at it today, he realized that his crime last night seemed to be a bit serious.

"Amitabha!"

The fat monk said in a low voice: "They are all the personal guards of Zhang and Yang, two ghost lords. Although they are not good-looking, they are definitely not opponents."

"It's okay." Gao Zhuo looked indifferent to this, and everyone couldn't help but look at him with admiration.

Gao Zhuo curled his lips: "Compared to my wife, they are pretty good."

The fat monk clasped his hands together: "It seems that the benefactor is also a true Bodhisattva who sacrificed his life for righteousness."

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

Xu Tong kicked Gao Zhuo's ass, and was about to defend Feng Xia, but when he thought of that face...

amount……

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 rushed out of the room covering their faces.

I don't know where the original clothes on my body went, and I ran out with bare buttocks, and I didn't care about Sanqi 21, I rushed out and ran out.

The crowd wanted to laugh when they saw this.

After all, these five little devil kings in the world have done a lot of immoral things on weekdays.

Seeing that they had fallen ill with blood, I felt a burst of joy in my heart.

However, when they saw the unabated combat power of the five people, everyone couldn't help feeling admiration in their hearts.

"Boy, if you humiliate us like this, we will definitely be with you forever."

Running outside the door, Zhou Mu still covered his face and turned around, cursing at Xu Tong.

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

Seeing that Xu Tong didn't speak, Zhou Mu scolded, "Don't think I can't find your heel, just wait!"

As he spoke, he whistled, and saw the Xinghuo class leopard foal in the stable neighing for a while, and rushed out of the stable.

The five of them got on their mounts and galloped down the mountain in one swift motion.

"Amitabha, they are going to the city of death in all likelihood, the lord must be more careful in the future."

The fat monk reminded him.

This time, Liang Zijie has grown, and it is not something that can be easily remedied.

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

The fat monk was stunned when he heard this.

He never expected that the co-author Xu Tong wouldn't let him make a move last night, so he was here waiting for him? ?
After thinking about it, the fat monk didn't want to rashly get involved in this matter, not because he was afraid of those five brats, but because it was inappropriate to involve him in this matter.

So he gritted his teeth: "Forget it, the poor monk took all the money, and I won't help you, so I will give you another chance. As for whether you can grasp it, the poor monk can't guarantee it."

"Oh, what a chance, let's hear it."

When Xu Tong heard it, he immediately became energetic.

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

As the fat monk finished speaking, Xu Tong and the others suddenly realized that the sky was beginning to dawn.

"Is this sunshine??"

Xu Tong stretched out his palm, feeling the warmth brought by the sun, and felt incredible. Could it be that there is still a sun in the underworld? ?

"Boom!!!"

With the sound of a bell, a brilliant and dazzling sun really rose from the palace of the Great Emperor. Everyone felt warm all over, bathed in the sunlight, and felt their whole bodies become lighter.

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

Whether it's the city of dead dead, or those clan lands, or even those lonely ghosts wandering in the wilderness.

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

Even monsters in the yin and yang way will stop killing and enjoy the warmth brought by this ray of light, even if only for a moment.

This is the emperor's blessing to the thousands of ghosts in the underworld, and only on this day, the underworld will have a different color.

"It is said that there is a sun on the back mountain of the emperor. Every year when the bell rings, the emperor will release this sun for a short time." The fat monk said.

This is not only to make the ghosts and ghosts on the Netherland feel a moment of warmth, but also to dispel the backlog of evil in the Netherland.

It is said that a ghost bathed in the sun, even if lost, has a chance to regain sanity for a moment.

"Om..."

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

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

(End of this chapter)