Infinite Script Killing

Couldn't you be happier? Looking through the window, Chang Miao was sitting cross-legged on the bed, meditating, waving her hands around as if she was possessed. Just when Xu Tong was worried, he saw this guy's face was distorted, and he was making bursts of sounds from his mouth. A low moan.

Take a closer look, hahahaha, this guy is cramping!

Seeing Chang Miao's funny performance, Xu Tong almost laughed like a pig outside the window.

Just as he was looking at it, he was suddenly patted on the head. Xu Tong knew without thinking that it must be the master. After all, no one here except his old man could put his hand on his head without knowing it.

Turning around, I saw the master making a silent gesture, and looking out of the window out of the corner of his eye. For a moment, the master covered his mouth and turned his head. The grandfather and grandson looked at each other, and finally laughed out loud under the night sky.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Hearing the laughter outside the window, Chang Miao was stunned for a moment, and soon she felt like a little secret had been revealed. Regardless of the fact, a group of twenty-one people got into the bed, and the quilt covered their heads. He looked like he didn't want to come out again, which made Master and Xu Tong burst into laughter again.

However, after laughing, the master was still very honest. He took out a shiny yellow notebook from his sleeve, threw it into the window, and shouted towards the window: "As the saying goes, one drink and one peck, that old guy himself If you are greedy, you should be compensated. This is a dirty trick of the Beggar Clan. If you can study it yourself and understand it, you will naturally have a chance."

Xu Tong stood aside. When he heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. When he looked at the master again, he couldn't help but thought to himself in surprise: "It turns out to be you!"

When Mr. Song first talked about it, he mentioned that Chang Miao finally understood the way of purification and created the method of hundreds of excrements. From then on, he gathered the poison of hundreds of excrements into his body, beating countless people in all religions and nine schools and called him daddy.

Unexpectedly, the person who first gave Chang Miao this advice was actually the master.

Master was really careless and didn't tell me such important news.

Although Chang Miao was hiding under the quilt, he was still moved after hearing what the master said. After realizing that the two of them had gone far, Chang Miao quietly poked his head out of the quilt, picked up the book and started reading. stand up.

It doesn't matter if you don't read it. Once he saw it, Chang Miaoren was fascinated. He was even surprised to find that the content in this book was very similar to the content of the fragment of Taishang Induction given to him by Taoist Zhuzhu.

Not only do the two fit very well, they even have a sense of echoing each other. In the past, Chang Miao always felt that there were things missing in the Taishang Induction Sutra, but now when comparing it with this book, she felt like she was filling in the gaps. Unknowingly, Chang Miao Just passed in the content of this book.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

The Ghost Festival is getting closer and closer. Xu Tong's life has become more and more nourishing these days. He gets up every day and puts three sticks of yellow incense on the incense burner. Then he and his master go down the mountain early to have a hearty breakfast at the bottom of the mountain.

Then one day I squatted in the corner, holding the book "The Record of Huangquan" and began to ponder the stories in it. Speaking of this book, "The Record of Huangquan", the stories are rich and colorful, but I didn't realize anything from it after looking at it.

Every time I asked the master, the master would just smile mysteriously and not answer me at all.

However, apart from the fact that the master was unwilling to give any more guidance on matters related to spiritual practice, the master basically answered every question on other matters.

There are many anecdotes among them, and it is particularly interesting to tell them one by one from the master's mouth.

At night, the grandfather and grandson were sitting on the stone steps in the courtyard, making a pot of good tea and putting some cakes on the table. They looked at the stars in the sky.

It was a scene that was difficult to see in reality, with dense starlight, and you could see it without using any tools, just by looking up.

"Master, you really made a paper figurine for Cixi." Xu Tong took a bite of the apple in his hand and asked about it curiously.

The master nodded and did not deny: "After I was called, I hurried over with the tools and worked for twenty days. The money I earned was barely enough for travel expenses, but I will give you a merit card. That thing was of some use before. Later, I burned it as firewood.”

"Called?" He raised his head: "Is it the government?"

"Yes! Strictly speaking, it's Qin Tianjian." Master said.

Because the Qing court had a special institution called Qintianjian. This institution was established in the Ming Dynasty and was inherited by the Qing Dynasty.

In fact, there have been such institutions in all dynasties, such as the Taishi in the Qin Dynasty, the Taishi Cao in the Sui Dynasty, the Taishi Bureau, the Huntian Supervisory Yuan, and the Hunyi Supervisor. Even the Yuan Dynasty, which was not culturally connected, all had places like the Taishi Bureau.

On the surface, he is in charge of astronomy, calculating solar terms, and formulating calendars, but on the other hand, he is in charge of different people in the world.

In its heyday, all strangers from all three religions and nine schools in the world were under its control. There was a roster, and every generation of your descendants had to report it through the local county government.

If it is not on the roster, then you are a gangster. To put it nicely, you are called a green man, and to put it worse, you are a group of thieves. You are black and white. No one will pursue you, and there will even be a reward for whoever kills you.

In the late Qing Dynasty, Qin Tianjian still retained this power. He had a roster in hand and could call on strangers from all over the world at any time.

The master was also called upon at that time and took over the job.

"What if you don't answer?" Xu Tong asked with wide eyes.

"No answer!"

The master frowned and said: "There is no choice. If you don't accept it, it is a bad rule. It was an era when the people did not fight with the officials, and foreigners were just ordinary people."

Speaking of this, the master's eyes became a lot sad, as if he thought of something that made him unhappy.

For a moment, the master turned his eyes to Xu Tong, with a look of envy in his eyes: "My child, you are different from us old guys. At least you have the courage to say no. We are not as bold as you."

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers." Xu Tong smiled.

Unexpectedly, he was just being polite, but he saw the master's face straighten: "No!"

The master patted his arm and raised his head to look at the stars in the sky: "It's different. If you take out the Qin Tian Jian sign now, old guys like Qian Shu will still have to kneel down and kowtow to you. It's not like they don't resist. They don’t have the courage to do so, but they are not allowed to do so here.”

The master said and pointed to his head: "Feudal thinking has long been engraved in their bones like a brand on their souls. They dare not and cannot say no!"

"I……"

Xu Tong seemed to understand a little, but he seemed to have missed it. He realized in his heart that there seemed to be some hidden message in the master's words, but he was not able to understand it for a while.

"You are different from that kid Xiao Gao. You don't have this layer of restraint, so you can enter a new era, a brand new era, an era where everyone has faith, but is no longer fooled by ghosts and gods. In that era , the art is the art, the Tao is the Tao, the universe is clear, and justice is in the human heart."

After the master finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back. The moonlight shrouded the master's face, making his face blurred like a layer of silver frost.

"As for those ghosts and monsters who want to crawl into the new era..." The wrinkles on the master's face were like a blooming golden chrysanthemum: "Just stay in this era with me!"

Xu Tong was sitting on the stone steps. Hearing this, his body suddenly trembled slightly. When he looked at his master again, he felt that his master under the moonlight was like an unattainable mountain, suppressing all the monsters and monsters below.

My mood was even more turbulent, and I couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Kaka!!"

At this moment, there was a sudden strange noise from the incense burner behind him. When he looked back, he saw a round ball of meat crawling out of it.

"Huh?? You woke up so soon."

Seeing the meat ball, he seemed to feel something in his heart, and waved towards him: "Come here!"

Meatball wanted to run over, but after hearing these words, it rolled involuntarily into Xu Tong's hand, and Xu Tong held it in his palm and looked at it carefully.

After being buried in the incense ashes for so many days, the originally bloody flesh ball now had a light golden skin, which looked soft and waxy when held in the hand, which was quite interesting.

He threw it forward casually and shouted. Suddenly, the meat ball rolled on the ground and turned into a small yellow man.

Although it has no facial features, it moves like a fool, taking a few steps forward and rolling around.

"Your paper figurine was broken last time. Having this little thing to help you can also add some fighting power to you."

As the master spoke, he grabbed it with his big hand and pinched the meat ball in his hand. The meat ball immediately turned into a light yellow dagger in the master's hand.

Swinging towards the big bluestone in front, Xu Tong didn't even see the dagger touching the bluestone, but saw that the bluestone had been cut in half easily.

With another pinch, the meat ball transformed into a long stick again, dancing until a strong wave of wind rose in the air.

The master weighed it for a few times before throwing it to Xu Tong: "Not bad, it suits you very well."

"Is this...sturdy??"

Seeing the meat ball turned into a stick, Xu Tong was still a little doubtful, but the master's words quickly dispelled Xu Tong's concerns.

"As long as you don't encounter those magic weapons that have been worshiped for a long time, it will basically be fine."

After getting the master's affirmation, I felt a lot more relieved. I threw this guy into the prop book and took a look. When the entry appeared in front of me.

Xu Tong's face finally showed a look of joy and surprise. He really didn't expect that this meat dumpling who had been tortured to death would have such a strong entry.

[Pet·Wraith]: LV3

Special dark creatures are forcibly tamed by special methods. They are not very loyal and have a certain probability of escaping or backlash.

Passive skill 1: Body of resentful spirit.

Immune to physical damage by 40%.

Passive skill 2: Body of change.

It can change according to the master's command, it can be large or small, fine or thick, but the size and intensity of the change need to be based on the level.

Active skill 1: Devour

Level up by swallowing dark matter or similar souls. Each time you level up by three levels, you will have a chance to gain an active skill.

Active skill 2: Blood Escape

At the cost of burning level, you can quickly float away from the scene after activation.

(Note: Each time the creature is crushed, it will drop one level. If the level drops to zero, it will disappear completely.)

I have seen many various prop cards at the exhibition, but this is the first time I have seen the pet card. I have to thank the master for his method. He only used two masks to subdue this guy. , after all, ginger is still spicier.

In fact, if it weren't for the BUFF increase of the underworld aura on him last time, it would be a fool's dream to easily defeat Meatball. After all, the backlash of the item card [Polyposis Tumor] is no joke.

The appearance of the resentful spirit made up for the lack of weapons at his disposal, and at the same time made him more determined.

If he wants to change this script, at least he must not let the master bear everything by himself.

After thinking about it, Xu Tong said goodbye to his master for the time being and chose to leave Shangqing Palace. Regarding his decision, the master just nodded. Even though he knew that Xu Tong walking outside would be a thorn in the flesh of everyone in the world, but the sharp edge of the sword was sharpened.

The master also wants to see how much waves this kid can stir up outside.

So early the next morning, after Xu Tong and the old man had breakfast together, Xu Tong bowed deeply to the old man's back, regardless of the strange looks from the people on the street, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.