Infinite Script Killing

One hand is holding a crutch, the other is holding a volume of books, and is wearing reading glasses.

Such an old man who looked like he would fall over at the first touch made Xu Tong's heart skip a beat and he was startled: "Who is he? Why does he live in a private school?"

In the capital, officials of the first rank can live in a large quadrangle official residence with three rooms in the front, middle and back, called a "big house gate".

For second-grade officials, there are 15 rooms, with two rooms and three rooms being the highest standard.

There is only one room for third-grade officials, Room 12.

This "jin" can be understood as meaning "yuanzhongyuan", and "jian" means the main hall.

For example, Ma Qi's house is composed of a main hall, two wing rooms, a side room, a private school, two wing rooms, etc.

The house is not big, but it has everything it needs. There is a small room next to the house door, where the night caretaker lives. There is a room next to the small room, an inconspicuous place, which is the private school room. If the family invites a teacher to teach , taught there, that’s how the private school came to be.

The servant Xu Tong, who was the caretaker at home, knew what he was doing, but he had no impression of this old man.

And this old man was unusual. He appeared behind him silently, and even Da Ya and the others didn't notice it. He looked at it with his life eye, but found that he couldn't see the old man's luck.

Feeling it with Qi Men, the result made him break out in a cold sweat.

Human beings are the spirit of all things, and they are in subtle resonance with nature all the time. However, this old man's body was as still as still water, like a pool of stagnant water, isolated from everything around him.

When asked by the old man, Xu Tong thought for a moment and said calmly: "I'm upset. I want to go for a walk. I'll be back in a while."

"Oh, okay, okay, young master, leave early and come back early."

After finishing speaking, the old man hugged the book and walked back, reading a poem as he walked: "The light clouds are not clearing soon, and the trickling ditch water is silent. For pity, the path is green with new moss, and there is no wall shade to take the path."

Xu Tong felt relieved. The more panicked a person is, the easier it is to overthink.

It's like a fugitive murderer eating in a restaurant and finding two policemen standing behind him. Even in the summer, he can feel a chill on his back. At this time, the policeman casually asked him: "How does this food taste?"

The murderer is beginning to wonder, what does this mean, the last meal before arresting me?

This kind of blind thinking makes people even more nervous. When people are nervous, they are prone to problems. In fact, people just ask casually. This is the result of poor psychological quality.

The more natural and casual Xu Tong behaves, the more normal he feels. If he panics, something might happen.

Seeing that the old man was gone, Xu Tong hurriedly walked out of the house, thinking as he walked, everyone said that the old man was hiding in the court, so this old man had hidden himself in my house.

No wonder he reminded himself during the mission that if his life was in danger, it turned out that there was such a master in the Ma family.

Surprised, Xu Tong also found that his completion level had reached 99/100. Just a little short of it, his line of tasks was considered completed.

After leaving the door, Xu Tong asked Jixiang to lead him. He wanted to see what foreign steam cars looked like.

After the foreigners used steamships to open the country and defeated the Beiyan Fleet, Empress Dowager Cisheng signed a series of treaties and even set aside a foreign zone in the capital.

It has only been two or three years, and the foreigner area is already a bustling place, seemingly prosperous, but full of filth.

Because this is a foreigner area, tax-free, and it is inconvenient for the government to come in, many people see opportunities.

The largest gambling house is here, the largest prostitution house is here, human trafficking, tobacco and soil trading, everything is available here, only you can't think of it, there is nothing you can't find here.

When Xu Tong walked in, two students in long coats handed him a leaflet.

When I picked it up and took a look, I saw that it contained a long article about how Westernization would bring chaos to the country and so on. The person who wrote this thing had a good literary talent. He cited classics and cited classics and enumerated the harms of Westernization.

But in his opinion, it is just a piece of garbage, which is too hard to throw into the toilet and wipe your butt.

It's not that he worships foreigners, but he feels that this thing is written in a way that he can't even guess at, and he still expects illiterate people to understand it? It's no different from a heavenly book. As a propaganda leaflet, people can't understand it. It's nothing but garbage.

"Puff puff……"

Walking into the foreign district, Xu Tong saw a steam car coming from one end of the street from a distance. The shape was no different from that of a car, except that there was a large water tank behind the car and a chimney that was emitting white smoke.

The further you go inside, the more steam cars there are.

What is different from the outside world is that this place actually gives Xu Tong a modern feel. There are no lanterns on both sides of the street, but light bulbs.

It is said that foreigners built a power plant on the North Canal. In addition to providing power to the palace, it mainly provides power to the foreign district in front of us.

The dim lights illuminated the streets with crooked shadows. Some men and women with oriental faces had already put on long skirts and suits that looked like Westerners.

On the contrary, my coat looked a little out of place here.

"Boss, give me a bite."

An old man lay tremblingly on the container and took out a few copper coins from his pocket.

The boss fiddled with it a few times with a look of disgust on his face, counted the copper coins, and took out something like an iron kettle from the container behind him. The old man took the iron kettle and did not go inside, but went out and walked around to the backyard.

Xu Tong stood aside and was curious when he saw this. He followed him and took a look. He saw a separate place in the small courtyard behind.

Several vents were opened in the wall, and these people took iron pots, put them over the vents and smoked vigorously, sucking out the cigarettes in the room and inhaling second-hand smoke to relieve their addiction.

In the corner to the side, there were still two people lying crookedly and fully fed, without even a single piece of clothing on them. They were lying on the ground skinny, with nervous smiles on their faces from time to time.

Xu Tong used the Fate Eye Qimen to see the fate of these people, but he only saw a skeleton.

He shook his head and turned around to walk out of the alley. As soon as he came out of the alley, he saw a group of men and women in rich clothes walking into the opium shop.

Xu Tong looked around and found that one of them still had official luck. He was afraid that he was also an official.

Not to mention officials, even the current emperor of Datong is also using this toy, and he also gave this toy a nice name, Fushou Ointment.

Even the emperor behaves like this, which shows that this country is rotten to the core from top to bottom.

Xu Tong had no interest in these things. After seeing it, he continued walking inside. The purpose of his visit today was to see what the so-called steam guns and steam aircraft looked like.

As a result, I didn't see anything after walking around. After asking Jixiang for a while, I found out that these things can be seen in the barracks near the foreign church.

So I could only go to Xiangyue Tower in despair to take a look at the famous pretty Xiaofeng.

As a result, as soon as I walked to the door, the street suddenly became lively.

"The red light shines, the gods assist the fists, just because the ghosts are in the Central Plains, they are trying to persuade people to follow religion, they are confident in heaven, they do not believe in gods, they forget their ancestors, men are incestuous, women commit adultery, ghost children are the offspring of their mothers..."

Xu Tong looked back and saw a big red lantern leaping over his head, with a woman in costume standing on top of the lantern.

Immediately afterwards, a group of women holding lanterns poured out of the street. They were one after another, their hands shaking red silk, and they looked like they were performing street acrobatics.

When some people who knew about the Red Lantern Cult saw this, their faces changed and they turned around and ran away, fearing that they would be killed as foreigners if they ran a few steps too slowly.

There were also some who didn't know what was going on and stood on the roadside watching and applauding, thinking they were just watching the fun.

There were many foreigners among them. They didn't understand what was being sung, so they followed behind them with their cameras.

Seeing the excitement, Xu Tong simply followed him to see what this group of people was going to do.

"The red light shines, the world is safe, the Holy Mother comes out, everything is fine..."

This huge group of people headed straight towards the church. When the foreigners in the church heard the commotion, they came out one after another and looked at the red lanterns in the sky. They didn't know that a disaster was coming. They all shouted: "brilliant".

Seeing the foreigners clapping their hands, the woman standing on the lantern suddenly pulled out a big knife and kicked the lantern forward. The lantern hit the church directly and exploded with a bang.

"Kill foreigners, maintain peace, ascend to heaven, and enjoy immortality!"

As soon as the slogans changed, a large number of lanterns were smashed down. The foreigners standing at the door of the church were instantly engulfed in flames and turned into burning men one by one.

Following closely behind, the young ladies who were enjoying themselves just now drew their swords and rushed into the church, killing everyone they saw.

"Headmaster, do we want to help?"

Daya stood behind and asked. After all, he had no good impressions of these foreigners, whether from the perspective of missionary work or the invasion of the country by foreign devils.

"Hmph, just watch."

To be honest, Xu Tong didn't have a good impression of the foreign devils, nor did he have a favorable impression of the Red Lantern Sect in front of him.

He had read the script. The red lantern cult usually went from house to house begging for rice and money. If he didn't give it, he would be labeled as a traitor. After being dragged out, he would be chopped into pieces. He was arrested several times with official uniforms. The strange thing is that every time these people looked like Just like getting the news in advance, they will disappear when the officers and soldiers encircle and suppress them.

If that's the case, that's it. Their method of winning over believers is nothing more than deception. There are countless cases of using incense ash as magic medicine to deceive people.

Especially when I heard their slogan, I felt that this group of people was more shameless than Liangshan Green Forest.

As I was watching, I heard a buzzing in my ears.

Looking up, I finally saw the steam aircraft I wanted to see, but when I took a closer look, I felt doubly disappointed.

Is this thing also called an aircraft? ?

The aircraft in my imagination should be similar to the flying soldiers in the game Red Alert, but the aircraft in front of me looks like that.

But in fact, it is just a process of jumping up high with a jet, using the steam jet behind it to temporarily push people up to a height of two to three meters, and then slowly landing.

However, these are auxiliary troops, because there is a camp near the church. Seeing that the church was burning, the foreigners naturally quickly sent out troops.

In addition to the steam cars, there were also musketeers armed with muskets. The muzzles of two small-caliber cannons exploded directly into the crowd, instantly turning them into bloody messes.