Infinite Script Killing

"Da da da……"

Broken stones hit the surroundings like bullets.

Xu Tong's arm felt like he was hit by something, and he soon lost consciousness.

Old Bart wasn't much better either. His head was smashed and bleeding, and he was indescribably miserable.

After waiting for a while, the two of them slowly raised their heads. The white shadow had disappeared, and the strange screams in the forest had completely disappeared.

In the dark night, the moonlight shone on the grass. When the cool breeze blew, Old Bart couldn't help shivering all over. He stood up and took a look. When he saw the horse that was smashed into meat by the boulder, his eyes were filled with tears. When it got dark, I almost fainted.

This is a forest farm horse.

Fortunately, Xu Tong grabbed the old guy in time, preventing Old Bart from walking over directly.

He walked to the boulder and took a closer look. Good guy, this boulder weighed at least two tons. If he hadn't avoided it, he could have used it as dumpling stuffing now.

Hmm... preferably shepherd's purse flavor.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smash his mouth, and his stomach couldn't help but growl.

"The old god is angry, the old god is angry!!"

After coming back to his senses, Old Bart knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing in the direction he pointed just now, begging for mercy.

"Old comrade, get up quickly. What kind of gods are coming? They are all fake and are feudal superstition!"

He imitated the expressions of the couple on the train and said seriously: "Believe in science and defeat all ghosts and monsters!"

Don't tell me, this slogan really feels righteous and awe-inspiring when shouted.

But Old Bart shook his head and refused to get up despite saying anything.

"drop!!"

At this time, two bright car lights shone in the distance, and a large military green truck drove over.

The car stopped steadily and a group of people jumped out from behind the car.

"what happened??"

The two of them couldn't see clearly under the headlights. Only when the group approached did they realize that they were wearing olive-colored police uniforms with two yellow ribbons above the cuffs as police lines.

The police sergeant walking in front saw the injuries of the two people clearly and asked quickly: "What happened?"

"It's the old mountain god. The old mountain god is angry and wants to seek our lives."

Old Bart said with red eyes.

A young police officer was about to scold him, but the sergeant raised his hand and held him down, shaking his head to signal them to leave it alone.

Then he looked at Xu Tong and found that Xu Tong was also examining them.

He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Who are you? Take out your ID and let me see."

While he was talking, two police officers were already standing beside him calmly.

Seeing this, he quickly explained: "I came to the forest farm to work as a ranger, and I have a letter of introduction."

As he spoke, he began to grope around on his body. While groping, his eyes were still looking at the group of people.

He wasn't sure if there would be other players in this group, and he didn't want to expose himself until the matter was clear.

In this era, there was no ID card. There was only a small, square notebook with your place of origin and address stamped with a big red seal. It was regarded as an ID card. It had no technical content at all.

So what is more important is whether there is a letter of introduction. With a letter of introduction, everything can be verified.

The police chief took it over and took a look, and his expression suddenly softened a lot. After all, the decentralized personnel were all young intellectuals and weak scholars. After being so stimulated, he was not expected to answer anything.

After a few words of comfort, the sergeant asked them to get in the car first and planned to take them to the forest farm together. As for the horse that had been smashed to death, of course it could not be wasted. He tried to pull the horse and the front half of the body back together as much as possible.

As for the police chief himself, he was smoking a cigarette, squatting next to the stone, inspecting it carefully, and then led others to climb into the nearby forest to see where the stone fell.

This trip takes more than two hours at least.

He wanted to follow him to have a look, but the police officers sitting on both sides didn't allow him to get out of the car.

Another hour passed before the police chief came down with someone.

This time he did not sit in the truck bed, but climbed into the truck bed and sat with Xu Tong and the others.

He took out a cigarette and put it to his mouth. He looked at the nagging Old Bart and couldn't help but narrow his eyelids: "Something happened to your forest farm. I got a call from your farm early this morning and said that the director of your forest farm is dead."

Hearing this, Old Bart suddenly shivered all over, and his face became even more ugly.

His trembling lips whispered: "It's the old mountain god who is asking for his life. It must be, yes, it must be like this!!"

"There is no old mountain god asking for his life, we found this up there!"

The Sheriff asked someone to take out the items, which were two ropes.

"I suspect that someone wants to kill you. When you passed by, he deliberately pushed down the stone and wanted to kill you!"

The Sheriff kept his eyes on Old Bart, hoping to read some useful information from his face.

But the result was that he was completely disappointed.

"If someone kills us, how does he keep the horse standing still?"

Xu Tong sat aside and asked curiously.

Regarding this issue, the police chief did not explain it because he could not explain it clearly. Instead, the young police officer on the side whispered: "Didn't it say that there are seedlings nearby? Rumor has it that they seem to be poisonous. Maybe..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the police chief kicked him on the butt: "It's like you've seen him before."

The police officer lowered his head innocently, not daring to mention the issue again.

"What is the old mountain god he talks about? I am a forest ranger, so I can't even know this."

Xu Tong continued to ask.

The sergeant lowered his hat and shielded his eyes.

"An old case. The news we know is that a small tribe in the mountains fought with another tribe. Finally, the small tribe suddenly caught fire at night, and the whole tribe died. Some people said that the old mountain god would avenge them. .”

As he spoke, he did not forget to point at Old Bart.

"He was an Orion back then. He was a direct witness to this incident. He knows more about the specific things than we do."

Hearing this, Xu Tong couldn't help but look at Old Bart one more time, becoming increasingly curious. It seemed that the script this time was far more mysterious and complicated than he thought.

This couldn't help but make him look forward to it even more.

Especially the so-called poison in the mouth of the police officer just now added a bit of mystery.

Although the carriage was smashed to death midway and was delayed for several hours, the speed of this large Jiefang truck was surprisingly fast.

After Xu Tong sat in the car and took a nap, the car had already entered the forest farm.

[Main Mission 1: Heilin Puqiu] The mission is completed.

Under the cold prompt, there was no prompt for the second task.

Obviously, you need to find clues to the mission yourself, but since the main mission brought you here, it means that the clues to the next mission must be here.

He was not in a hurry, and took the time to be a bystander, intending to sort things out first.

As for what the police chief said last night, he didn't believe a word of it, especially the two ropes, which had brand-new rope ends that didn't look like they had been used.

Even if these two ropes were found at the scene, what would it mean? A two-ton boulder was pushed down with just two ropes? It's still reasonable for you to add some leverage.

After the car drove into the forest farm, they saw several old people standing at the door waiting. After seeing Old Bart, everyone was stunned for a moment.

When they saw the horse with only half of its body left, the faces of these old people became even more ugly.

Old Bart was helped out of the car by everyone, looking shocked and obviously unable to figure out the reason.

As for him, he was placed in a small room on the side of the forest farm.

After all, the director of the forest farm died suddenly, and no one was able to make arrangements for him for a while.

But having said that, the food at the forest farm was better than he thought. Millet mixed with wild vegetable soup and two yellow-faced steamed buns. The taste was a bit rough, but it tasted really delicious.

Compared to his good appetite, others in the cafeteria seemed to have little appetite.

Several old people looked worried.

As for the police chief and his party, their faces were even more confused.

Xu Tong was too lazy to listen to them discussing the case and walked out after eating.

Not long after I walked out of the cafeteria, I saw a fast horse rushing into the forest farm from a distance. On the horse's back sat a girl wearing a fur coat. She looked to be in her early twenties. As soon as she got off the horse, she ran straight to Old Bart's house. Room went.

"Don't look, that's Old Bart's daughter and a ranger at the forest farm. It sounds like you're taking over from her."

A strange voice came from behind him. Xu Tong didn't look back, he just looked at the girl's back and asked, "How could you have thought it was me?"

"Hey, my name is Sangdog. I don't have the ability to touch a dog's nose. How can I be called Sangdog?"

The mourning dog walked up to him, put his hands in his sleeves, stretched out his hands and put on a sheepskin coat, and he looked like an uncle in his early forties.

He squatted next to Xu Tong and said, "Let's cooperate. You should be a newcomer who has just completed the novice mission. If you cooperate with me, our probability of survival will be higher."

Xu Tong did not answer Mangou, but asked: "What happened last night??"

"I don't know, it's a bit evil!"

Sanggou said, pulling up his sheepskin coat and exposing a slit for Xu Tong to see. Under the clothes, he saw a brand new wound, spreading from Sanggou's shoulder to his chest.

"Last night, that old guy went crazy. I almost got fucked to death by him."

"But I heard that the farm director is already sixty years old!" Xu Tong couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw the wound of the missing dog.

He didn't know how strong Sangou was, but such an injury was definitely not something a sixty-year-old man could inflict.

"So Xiehu, the old man was like a little superman before he died. He had a gold dagger in his hand and almost opened me up."

Speaking of what happened last night, Sangou's face was full of depression, and now he was still scared when he thought about it.

"Golden Dagger!!"

Xu Tong was keenly aware of the important information revealed in Sangou's words, and was about to ask for more information.

Not far away, a group of young people walked towards this side. Sangou glanced at him and couldn't help but sneered: "You are in trouble!"