Infinite Script Killing

Yang Yan Wang's original name is Yang Kang, which is indeed the same name as Yang Kang in Jin Yong's novels.

He made a lot of jokes since he was a child, so he decided to go to the Shaolin Temple to practice martial arts. His Liuhe Boxing was already superb. In the apocalypse, with the blessing of a large number of brain crystals, he became even more powerful, and was called the King of Hell by everyone.

However, when this Living King of Hell really reached the gate of hell with one foot, he couldn't help but be frightened and broke into a cold sweat, especially when he saw those familiar figures hanging on the Ferris wheel, giggling at him. When he heard the sound, Yang Kang was really scared and stepped back.

Suddenly, I felt something hit behind me.

Looking back tremblingly, Yang Kang's face suddenly turned pale, and he saw pairs of shoes hanging in the air behind him, neatly hanging in the air like salted fish.

Yang Kang didn't even have the courage to raise his head and take a look. He only felt that his whole body was cold and cold. A bead of sweat slid down his neck and into the collar. The moment it slid down his skin, it made his scalp numb, as if It was as if someone was poking his back with sharp nails.

"Hey hey hey..."

At this time, Yang Kang suddenly heard a low sneer. He glanced sideways and was startled. He saw that the Li Ci he was following was already hanging on it.

Two eyes protrude high from the sockets, and his tongue hangs out. Li Ci's original appearance, even in reality, can be regarded as a good-looking young man.

But at this moment, the entire face was black and purple, and the blood vessels on it were bursting. It was so ferocious that it made people feel chilled.

At this time, he stared at Yang Kang, and let out a sneaky and unintelligible laugh, like a murderous ghost.

Yang Kang's face became more and more ugly, his fists were clenched tightly, and the muscles and bones on his upper body were squirming and rattling in the air.

When people are extremely fearful, they often become extremely angry.

"Go away!!"

Yang Kang was frightened at first, but after the fright, he became even more uncontrollable in anger. He suddenly shouted and threw his fist at the corpse. How could the cold corpse withstand his punch.

His muscles and bones were suddenly beaten to pieces, and after his body was thrown into the air, he fell heavily again, floating in the air.

"Bang bang bang..."

This time, not only Li Ci's body was shaking from side to side, but the other corpses were also shaking together.

Densely packed corpses were shaking left and right in front of him, and Yang Kang suddenly found that he seemed to be surrounded by these corpses, unable to move forward or retreat.

At this moment, a hand suddenly pulled on Yang Kang's shoulder. Yang Kang subconsciously wanted to raise his fist and smash it, but before he could do it, he heard Xu Tong's voice from behind: "It's me!"

Seeing Xu Tong say this, he stretched out his hand and pulled him back, trying to pull him out from the door. As a result, not only did this pull fail to pull him out, he also vaguely felt that something was there. Something, pulling on his arm.

Seeing this, Xu Tong raised his eyebrows slightly, waved his hand, and suddenly pieces of round coins with square holes spilled out from his hand.

The clattering paper money was scattered in the air, as if it was held up by an invisible force, spinning back and forth around the surrounding corpses.

Before Yang Kang could understand what was going on, the corpses in front of him gradually rose up again. At this time, Xu Tong hurriedly pulled him and pulled him back.

In fact, I followed him just to see if there was a chance to kill Li Ci.

But I didn't expect Li Ci to rush into the street and hang himself on the southeast branch first!

From the perspective of profit, he decided to take the risk to save this guy Yang Kang. After all, this guy was also an official in the camp.

I don't know the specific level, but it should be similar to the head of the company's security department in reality.

If used well, it may be of great use.

As for these copper coins, of course he prepared them carefully. Although no rooster blood was found, the cinnabar, yellow paper, incense candles and other materials were all selected from the best.

I originally had the attitude of giving it a try. After all, my master made it clear that what they do in this industry is the business of living people and the friendship of dead people.

Since it's a friendship between dead people, in such a spooky place, the money might come in handy.

And he discovered that the paper money he made was actually recognized by the prop book as special props when he put it in it.

【Third Class Dark Money】(Producer Xu Tong)

A little sunshade is yellow on both sides, and three pillars of yellow incense respect the ten directions.

This is a trivial matter in the Yang world. Worshiping the underworld is the difference between Yin and Yang.

Effect of use: It can be bribed to use by ghosts, imps, and inferior ghosts, but the specific effect depends entirely on luck.

There is a certain probability that the resentment of resentful spirits and ghosts can be dispelled.

Even though the Ming Chao he made casually did not exactly follow the master's instructions, it has already achieved initial results, and Xu Tong was inevitably a little proud.

But what he didn't know was that if Xue Gui saw this, he might scold him bloody.

None of the artifacts produced by the papermakers are exquisite.

You made a third-rate mediocrity, do you still want me to praise you? ?

Of course, who told Xue Gui not to be here? I saw Xu Tong scattering a lot of money, and the surrounding white fog actually dissipated for the most part, and the two of them could vaguely see the main road in front of them.

Looking at the main road in front of them, the two of them immediately took steps to run out.

But as soon as he took two steps, his eyes were immediately shrouded in thick white mist.

"jingle……"

A gust of cool wind came, blowing the wind chimes hanging in the air. Xu Tong's heart skipped a beat. Suddenly his legs felt numb. He lowered his head and saw that the soles of his feet were tightly wrapped by two ropes. neck.

The same happened to Yang Kang on the side. The rope was tied around his feet. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't break free. His legs felt numb and he couldn't even lift any strength.

Seeing this, Xu Tong threw a handful of paper money, but it was of no use.

At this time, he suddenly felt like something was staring at him from behind. He turned around and saw a hanging rope hanging on it in the park. From time to time, bright red blood drops dripped on the rope on the ground.

If you look carefully, you can vaguely see the shadow of a woman hanging on it. The shadow is very shallow, and only a little outline can be seen, and the body is swaying on the hanging rope.

Xu Tong raised his eyes slightly and looked at the woman's shadow. Seeing that he was not afraid, he teased: "Hey, sister, you are so slutty. Why don't you follow me? I will ensure that you are well-liked and drunk."

Yang Kang on the side almost bit his tongue when he heard this, thinking to himself, why don't you want to kill me? ?

So he winked at Xu Tong frantically, but Xu Tong didn't look at him at all.

The reason why he came to this place was because he noticed it was unclean last time.

There are such weird places in a doomsday script, which inevitably arouses my curiosity.

But last time I was in a hurry and not all of my prop cards were unlocked, and Yan Niang was in a hurry to tell her to hurry up, so she didn't have the chance to practice it.

Master and master often say that they need to establish friendship with the dead. Of course, given such a rare opportunity, I must practice it.

After all, practice brings out the truth.

"It must be boring for you to be alone here. Why don't you think about our products? I'm not boasting. We have everything you want, whether it's a muscle golden wheel or a small fresh meat. You can customize it. Yes, I You can also choose weapons, such as mace, vajra, Wulang Bagua stick, massage stick... One is not enough, how about a two-pronged approach? Our family supports dual-weapon warriors."

After hearing this, the woman hanging on the hanging rope finally raised her head stiffly, with a bit of confusion in her eyes.

I don’t know if he is confused by Xu Tong’s words, or is he confused about what the dual-weapon warrior he mentioned looks like?

After being stunned for a moment, the woman's expression suddenly became fierce. She waved her hand and swept away. Xu and Tong immediately felt the ropes on their ankles tighten, and when they pulled back, they were about to pull their legs apart.

The look on Xu Tong's face suddenly turned unpleasant. I'm talking about friendship with you, but you actually want to harm me.

He quickly took out the [Evil Bell] from the prop book and swung the bell, and bursts of ethereal ringtones began to echo around.

As soon as the ghostly voice reached her ears, the woman let out a heart-rending scream.

If you want to deal with the host of the source virus, you may need to use some tricks.

But when it comes to dealing with dead people, I'm sorry, our family is a professional.

"Whizzing!!"

Two ropes came through the air, one from the left and one from the right, trying to stop him from ringing the bell, but Xu Tong had already been prepared, and only waited for the rope to be clasped in his hand before decisively launching the [Demon Power]

Light blue fire appeared on his palm and instantly ignited the rope. Now the rope around the woman's neck was also ignited.

This time the woman's screams became more and more shrill.

I saw white mist surging around me, and the corpses hanging on the southeast branches began to fall from the air. There was a constant banging sound in the park, and the corpses hanging high in the sky fell and fell one by one. Like a cannon.

Just when her screams became more painful, the bell on Xu Tong's hand suddenly stopped, then he squatted on the ground, lit a cigar and waited slowly until the woman seemed to have recovered from the pain.

Then he continued with a smile: "Let me introduce myself, I am a paper maker of the Eight Classics, the kind with inheritance, a disciple of the Eight Gates. It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, but you always have to give me some face. Tell me, what do you like? Let’s decide what flavor it is today and I’ll cook it for you another day.”

"Brother Yu... what are you..."

When Yang Kang saw this, his face was full of confusion, even more confused than the female ghost, and he urged: "We are pressed for time, or kill her, let's leave quickly."

"No, I don't care who will do business for me if I kill her. If she doesn't buy it today, I won't leave."

They say that doing business with the living is a friendship with the dead.

Since people don't talk about relationships with me, they can only talk about business.

After finally doing a practice, you can't just finish it carelessly.

Xu Tong's insistent attitude made Yang Kang's mouth muscles twitch a few times, and he thought to himself: "Good guy, is this trick of forced buying and selling something that got him into trouble??"

The female ghost's eyes widened even more, and she glanced at the bell in Xu Tong's hand with confused eyes. After hesitating for a moment, she nodded with difficulty.

"That's right. We'll give you the highest ration. I'll add whatever you can. Pay the deposit first. I'll get ready to rush the work when I get back."

After Xu Tong finished speaking, he looked at the female ghost with expectant eyes and stretched out his hand...

"hiss!!"

Looking at the hand that Xu Tong handed over, the female ghost's blurred facial features were directly twisted into a mosaic. She wanted to hang this guy on the pendulum, but she couldn't withstand the intimidation of the bell in Xu Tong's hand.

Finally, after hesitating for a moment, she walked to the corner, reluctantly took off the small wind chime hanging on it and put it in Xu Tong's hand, as if this inconspicuous little wind chime was already her entire wealth.

As soon as he got the wind chime, Xu Tong immediately felt a special aura surrounding the wind chime. He threw it into the prop book. After looking at the message in the prop book, he finally showed a smile on his face: "Not bad!"