Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

While the old Taoist stroked his sword and sighed, the young man walked up to the old Taoist after a burst of excited busyness.

"Master, your gun has been well maintained and the chamber has been oiled!"

He handed the things in his hand to the old Taoist.

The old Taoist nodded with satisfaction, took the two Uzi submachine guns loaded with bullets and checked them left and right.

He then fired at the wild green persimmons on the tree, and some of them exploded.

"Master's shooting skills are so accurate!" The apprentice clapped excitedly.

"Okay, stop flattering me. Hurry up and take your things. Let's go down the mountain."

The old Taoist hung two submachine guns on the inside of his robe, and said with a stern face, trying hard to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth.

One sword and two guns, these are the way to get rid of evil spirits.

"Got it, Master. I'll pack it right away. Master, do I need to bring this grenade? And I can't bring this rocket launcher. Oh, I need to bring my slingshot too."

The young man armed himself fully while muttering.

Then the two of them walked together through the almost non-existent winding path and headed down the mountain. Faintly, they heard the howling of a possessed evil spirit at the foot of the mountain.

In the mountain village 800 kilometers away from Laodao,
A group of withered, skinny, old farmers also gathered together without any prior arrangement. They spoke a dialect full of "four tones".

There are no young people in this village, only them.

Moreover, everyone is very familiar with each other. The two hundred old people in the village know almost every move of each other.

After a short meeting in the countryside.

Their eyes, which were originally filled with gloom, now glowed with brilliance.

Then a secret cellar in the village was opened.

A team of people went down and took out sabers, muskets, explosives and other weapons wrapped in oilcloth.

These things are well preserved, without any rust, and you can tell at a glance that they have been carefully maintained!

The old farmer in the lead, holding a yellowed wooden cigarette butt in his mouth, took a puff, then knocked it against his black cloth shoes before wrapping the pipe around his waist.

He stood up in front of everyone's gaze and walked to a beheading sword.

He was only about 1.6 meters tall. He rolled up his sleeves, tiptoed, and the blade, with the handle against it, flew into the air and was held accurately by him.

The skinny arms did not bulge much even though the arm muscles were exerted, and the dark yellow and dry skin on the arms was still a pile of fluff.

But if someone else reaches out and touches it,
You can feel the seemingly slender muscles in his arms, which are almost as solid as steel bars and iron rods.

The knife was held not by a pair of hands, but by a pair of pliers.

The old man was not tall but had thick legs, which were full of knotty blood vessels, which were varicose veins caused by standing for long periods of time.

It is extremely painful when the disease occurs. The hard and lumpy muscles in the legs completely push up the blood vessels.

The old man danced with the broadsword for several times. His movements were simple and without any fancy moves. Each move seemed aimed at the neck.

The last knife cut into the wooden man stake that was full of knife marks.

A piece of wood flew into the air and fell three meters away.

"Good, good." There was a burst of cheers all around.

The old man twisted his wrist and fell straight down, with the tip of the knife stuck in the soil. He raised his hand to signal everyone to stop talking, and then said:

"When our ancestors conquered the six kingdoms, they never backed down."

"I didn't get scared sixty years ago."

"Those who can stay in this mountain village all know the truth. We should have sent away those who are clearly dead but don't rest in peace long ago." "Before, the underground didn't care and we couldn't do anything about it. Now the underground cares and we have to lend a hand."

"Divide the weapons, find the ones that are handy, and then go to the city. Those hooligans still like to stay in busy places."

Not only the East,
In some churches in the West, priests who received the message threw away the books and wooden shelves in their hands.
Various weapons were pulled out from corners such as under the church, behind statues, and behind murals.

Sparks,

Burning across the world, this is humanity's fight back.

These people once thought they were alone, but in fact there were countless people like them, and everyone was just waiting for the opportunity to respond.

And now, it's time!

In the past, evil spirits were very powerful, and humans, as their bodies, were like tools that could be discarded at will. Even if they were killed before, it was difficult to completely remove the corpses where the evil spirits had been staying.

But now the ghost messenger has come to the world, and the evil ghosts are like chickens waiting to be slaughtered.

People just need to find the evil ghost and help the ghost catcher to kill it.

Then more ghost killers emerged.

At this moment, a strange scene appeared all over the world.
Whenever a bloody, hideous monster appears on the street, it will not cause panic.

Instead, it was welcomed.

Under Wu Heng's orders, these ordinary people who cultivated evil spirits were not affected. After all, when they died due to their own destiny, some of them would always transform into evil spirits.

They are all unripe fruits.

No manor owner would deliberately destroy his own manor, and Wu Heng was no exception.

Most people no longer dare to go out after learning that there are evil ghosts in the world that can steal people's bodies. For them, staying at home for a short period of time is still acceptable.

But the communication is still working.

The story world is set in 08, a period when 3G networks and wide-screen keypad phones have already appeared, and many people are constantly refreshing browser news.

Although a lot of news will be deleted in the blink of an eye.

But the number is too large, and they can always see the latest internal movements at the first time.

The appearances of a large number of bloody demons and bloody cursers, and even the process of them catching ghosts, were filmed and posted online.

There is more and more news on the forums about the blood monster not hurting people.

"Oh, brothers, I'm sending you the picture right now. Look, I took a picture of the messenger of hell." A young man posted in the class forum.

He instantly attracted a lot of students' attention, which made him very proud.

Another junior high school student saw the class beauty's words of praise for him, gritted his teeth, and went out with his mobile phone. After all, the Internet said that the messenger of hell would not hurt people.

"Aliang, look, there's a ghost outside. It's really a ghost. He's chasing a person. No, it's a possessed evil spirit!"

"Look, that person's eyes are pale and his face is distorted. He must be an evil ghost."

"Wow, Brother Long, it's true! Awesome, it pierced through in one go." A yellow-haired young man squeezed to the window and looked out.

"Fuck, stop squeezing me. Come on, I'll give you my phone. Take a picture of me, the ghost messenger, and the evil ghost. Wear it on your body to ward off evil spirits. When you chop people, you don't have to worry about them turning into evil ghosts."

The middle-aged man with bare chest and abdomen, a green dragon on his back and a face full of flesh, handed the phone to the young man.

Turning around and leaning against the window, half of the window was exposed, showing the scene of the bloody curser on the road outside, tearing the possessed evil spirit into pieces.

Such things are happening everywhere. (End of this chapter)