Infinite Script Killing

How long is ten thousand years?

In the vicissitudes of life, the sun and the moon alternate, and there are countless difficulties and obstacles.

Some people would struggle to survive for fifty years, let alone survive for tens of thousands of years in the underworld.

The fool knew that with his strength, it was impossible to last for such a long time. Moreover, it would not take tens of thousands of years. Ragnarok was coming soon. If he could not tell Xu Tong the answer before Ragnarok, everything would be meaningless.

So this is destined to be an endless loop that cannot be solved.

But the fool gave the answer to this question in another way.

Just like that poem: "I would like to be transformed into a stone bridge and be blown by the wind for five hundred years, the sun for five hundred years, the rain for five hundred years..."

He did it, and Xu Tong's heart was broken.

But now he couldn't even hug the fool. He could only watch the fool's body cracking apart little by little.

As large bubbles flew out, countless fragmented memories began to appear in his sight.

Xu Tong looked at the memory picture in front of him, not daring to miss it for a moment, for fear that missing the answer would make the fool's sacrifice meaningless.

As the scenes flashed by, Xu Tong's eye circles were already red and swollen.

The picture shows the fool's birth, abandonment, and adoption, until the relative who adopted him passed away. That was the hardest time he cried, which made people feel heartbroken.

And among the few memories left, they are all of the time the fool spent with himself.

It's not that the fool doesn't remember those bad memories, it's that he didn't take those things to heart from the beginning.

Such as being driven away by children setting off cannons during the New Year, such as huddled in a corner shivering on winter nights, being beaten up by passers-by as if they were thieves, etc...

In comparison, the fool's mind was so simple that only the scene of him and Xu Tong being together remained.

Happy, warm, and simple to the point of simplicity, it is better than the sensational bad jokes in countless movies.

But when Xu Tong looked at these pictures, it felt like there was a sharp knife in his heart, scraping away at his heart inch by inch.

Until the end of the scene, Xu Tong saw that the fool had moved a mirror from somewhere.

He faced the mirror in front of him and sat behind the table. There were only a few yellowed steamed buns on the table, but the fool was eating the yellowed steamed buns while drinking from a wine flask.

There was not a single word in the whole process, just the comical performance of a fool sticking out his tongue after taking a sip of wine.

But Xu Tong couldn't laugh. He stared anxiously at the memory in front of him, but until the memory faded away, the fool still made no other unnecessary moves.

Just eating and drinking, this operation made Xu Tong anxious and angry, but he still couldn't figure out what answer the fool was going to give him? ?

"Speak, speak, even if you say one word."

Xu Tong could only watch the fool eat helplessly, but he still didn't understand what kind of news the fool was conveying to him.

Seeing the memory gradually blurring under the wash of the river, Xu Tong tried his best to remember every detail.

Until the fool in front of him turned into powder along with the broken memories and the Wangchuan River, Xu Tong felt that his chest was about to explode.

"Ahhh, you idiot!!!"

Xu Tong stretched out his hand to grab the powder in front of him, anger, unwillingness, and countless negative emotions emerged in his heart.

It's my fault, I didn't protect him well.

But now he didn't even understand the last message the fool left for him. This kind of frustration made him want to go crazy.

The pure yang energy in his body surged for a moment. The angrier he became, the faster the pure yang thoughts in his mind split.

"Fuck the truth, I only want brothers!!"

"Buzz..."

In the originally clear and traceless Wangchuan River, a black mist suddenly appeared, and then the entire water surface began to boil and stir.

"Give me back the idiot!! Give me back!!!"

Accompanied by an extremely angry roar, Xu Tong was like a hysterical beast, holding Mo Ran in both hands and waving it desperately.

For a moment, black and white stirred the Wangchuan River in front of him.

A huge whirlpool formed on the river surface. Xu Tong slashed with all his strength, trying to split the time in front of him and go back to before the fool jumped into the river.

"Since this is the future, the fool's death is not the absolute end!"

Maybe if I go back in time, I can save the fool.

It's just that this time has been too long.

Xu Tong slashed desperately, trying to reverse the flow of time, but the result was not what he wanted.

He can borrow time from the future, but he cannot move forward to split the past. No matter how hard he tries, he can only fall short in the end.

But Xu Tong didn't care about this. He just waved the sword in his hand, wanting to vent all the depression and anger in his heart.

But he didn't notice at all that as he vented wildly, the time around him began to become more and more chaotic.

Time has rolled up a storm, even the Forgotten River is flowing backwards.

In a daze, Xu Tong seemed to see a hand coming from the chaotic flow of time.

"Fool, fool!!"

Xu Tong looked at the blurry figure, his confused consciousness just grabbing at the other person.

As his palms passed through the chaotic storm of time and space.

Even though Xu Tong had the body of an immortal, he instinctively wanted to take his hand back.

It hurt so much, the mania of time and space was like the blade of time, but it made his palms wither and age in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, at this moment, a palm with a black leather glove poked out from the chaos. The moment the palms clasped together, an indescribable force actually restored time to calm. Lin gave Xu Tong The palm gradually returns to its original appearance.

At this moment, Xu Tong felt a chill rush up his arm, making him tremble. In an instant, all his thoughts were suppressed by the other party's power.

"I don't know why you called me a fool, but... I don't like this title!"

The figures in the storm gradually approached.

The familiar voice suddenly gave Xu Tong a creepy feeling in his heart. He was so familiar with this voice that he instinctively wanted to pull his hand out of the chaos.

But the black glove was tightly clasped on Xu Tong's wrist like a poisonous snake. At the same time, the other party's other palm slowly opened, and five fingers gently patted the surroundings, just lightly. In a flash, the time, which was already out of control and frantic around him, suddenly became quiet like a tamed rabbit.

"Time is a terrible toy. Even the gods dare not say that they can be above time. My child, if you want to deal with time, you are still a little immature!"

He had a black cloak, long silver-gray hair, and a face that he had seen since he was a child. It was the first time he talked to him at such a close distance.

"You're out!"

When Xu Tong called out to the other party, the ink in his hand drew a line of black and white sword energy, and struck the old magic stick head-on.

However, the sword energy crossed the old magic stick's face and passed directly from his body, but it did little harm to the old magic stick.

The old magic stick was very happy when he saw this, and looked at Xu Tong with a meaningful look: "Silly boy, that's not how time is used!"

As he spoke, the magic stick waved his fingers, and crystal gems appeared on his fingertips. These gems were the product of time solidification.

When Xu Tong saw this, he couldn't help but feel panic in his heart.

His understanding of time definitely surpassed that of most players, but in front of the magic stick, he was as immature as a three-year-old child.

The time that I couldn't freeze despite my best efforts was just something that came easily in the hands of the magic stick.

I saw the magic stick gently waving his palm, and in an instant all time around him stopped, and even the Wangchuan River was frozen.

"Come on, I'll take you to see something good."

After saying this, the old magic stick didn't care about Xu Tong's ugly face, and just pulled him up, stepping on the water of the Wangchuan River, crossing the Wangchuan River, and came to the other end of the Naihe Bridge.

I saw a huge round stone door standing there.

The stone gate is huge, covering tens of thousands of square meters, like an unattainable mountain standing in front of him.

Xu Tong looked intently and saw a woman above, wearing a jade crown, flying into the sky and earth surrounded by gods.

At the same time, under the woman's feet, there are gods, humans, Shura, hell, hungry ghosts, animals, etc., representing the six paths of reincarnation. "

"Is this Empress Houtu??"

Xu Tong curiously looked at the door in front of him and thought: Is this the rumored Six Paths of Reincarnation? "

I have gained a lot of experience.

But what he was thinking about now was how to escape from the old magic stick.

The strength of this old magic stick is too terrifying. He is no match for his current situation, but it will not be easy to escape.

Right now, he could only choose to follow him temporarily to figure out what this guy was going to do.

I saw the old magic stick walking in front of the Gate of Reincarnation and gently stroking the traces of decay and time on the door in front of me.

"Child, do you know that this is reincarnation, the core of the entire underworld, and the end of the three realms. Humans, gods, immortals, ghosts, even those asuras can be reincarnated as humans through this place. This is The greatest mercy in heaven and earth, but also the cruelest mercy.”

"cruel?"

Xu Tong looked at the old magician in front of him in confusion. At this moment, he had to make peace with him, and at the same time find a way to escape for himself. At this time, his heart moved, and he remembered the scene of seeing his father in the Wangchuan River.

"By the way, there's that thing too!"

Thinking of this, Xu Tong tried to recite the name of the scarlet prop card silently in his heart. Along with his silent recitation, Xu Tong soon felt a faint force in his chest responding to him.

"I sensed it!" Xu Tong secretly rejoiced in his heart.

The old magic stick did not notice anything strange about Xu Tong and only said: "If you have been to Kunlun, you will naturally know that there are all the answers there."

"Kunlun again..."

Xu Tong couldn't help but think of the fear in A-mei's eyes when she mentioned Kunlun.

So he tried to ask the old magic stick: "Shouldn't that be the residence of gods, the world of gods?"

"The world of gods?"

The old magic stick looked at him with a smile, stretched out his palm and patted his shoulder: "I hope you can still say this after you go."

After that, the old magic stick took out a bronze pocket watch from his pocket and looked at the time on the pocket watch: "This guy has turned the entire Hades into this state. It is really disappointing."

As he spoke, the old magic stick looked at Xu Tong: "My child, do you still remember what I said when we parted last time?"

I had a fever for two days and two nights. During the period when the temperature was as high as 39.8°C, I took Anax tablets. Although it quickly cooled down the temperature and relieved the pain, it caused huge side effects, including rash all over my body, a rapid decline in immunity, and my ears were swollen like those of Tathagata Buddha. Fortunately, I got over it and will resume updating today.