Infinite Script Killing

"puff……"

Bright red blood gushed out from the incised wound.

Soon, the pig lying on the display board closed its eyes peacefully.

A basin full of pig blood was picked up and placed on the table. Gao Zhuo took a look at it and couldn't help but smash it in his mouth.

It seems that since he transformed into a corpse, he has always had the urge to drink raw blood, but he still suppressed this urge.

"Swish..."

Wiping off the blood on the blade, the bright broadsword began to dissect.

First, cut through the abdomen and completely remove the internal organs. Then start deboning and decomposing the pork. Place the pork neatly on the table and cut it into whole pieces according to the classification of the pork.

The smooth process made the old man smoking a hookah on the side nod and praise him repeatedly. Xu Tong originally said that he was here to kill the pig, but the old man was worried that he would not be able to kill the pig, so he would not hurt himself.

But judging from the killing process just now, the old man had to admit that he had underestimated this young man.

"Hey, I told you, my family has been butchering pigs for three generations, so I know how to watch it."

Xu Tong raised his head and grinned at the old man.

Gao Zhuo glanced at his mouth casually, looking like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

In fact, according to the original plan, the two of them should have entered the mountain early this morning, but Xu Tong changed his mind last night.

Through calculation, the old man's drastic change in luck seems to have a lot to do with him. It would be fine if he was just unlucky, but it was a bloody disaster, which inevitably surprised Xu Tong.

He didn't know why this happened, so he decided to wait and see what would happen, and he actually killed the old man because of himself.

The old man was particularly happy when he learned that they were going to live here for a longer time, not only because Xu Tong and the others generously booked the largest and best room, which brought a lot of income to the old man, but also for a long time. I have never met such a young person.

As people get older, no matter what glorious years they have had, when they get older, they prefer to have a few young people around them who can talk. It seems that they can find some peace and harmony in these young children. A place that connects with one’s own past.

But now in the village, after leaving aside the tourists who come and go in a hurry, it is rare to see a few young people.

If it weren't for the fact that this place is close to the scenic spot and crowded with people, if it were a village farther away, you would only see an old man sitting in front of a bonfire in a dark shabby house, expressionless, in a daze.

So today the old man specially prepared a pig. On the one hand, he wanted to stock up on ingredients for his daughter who was about to return home for the Chinese New Year. On the other hand, he also planned to prepare a specialty dish for the two young men, Xu Tong and Gao Zhuo.

Pig legs are thickly coated with salt and hung above the kitchen to make ham.

Don't look at the three or four black doors and zombie legs hanging on it. They are all the old man's treasures.

Today, the old man specially prepared a piece of bacon and fresh pork belly to prepare a specialty dish for them.

Xu Tong and Gao Zhuo were also happy to relax and enjoy life.

Take the vegetable basket and go to the vegetable garden behind the building to pick some vegetables.

Halfway through, a phone call came. Xu Tong saw that it was Yang Zixuan's call.

Seeing the phone, Xu Tong raised his eyebrows slightly, pressed the answer button and said, "Isn't it the time yet?"

Previously, Yang Zixuan used the altar to synthesize the secret of the title, and made an exchange with Xu Tong. If he didn't call Xu Tong after fifteen days, Xu Tong would go straight to Yang Zixuan's hometown and take over his relatives for protection.

Seeing that there was still a week left, Yang Zixuan called.

On the other end of the phone, Yang Zixuan smiled: "Let me remind you, I'm afraid you will forget it by then. After all, a time in the script world will always make people forget about these small things."

"That's you. I always set the alarm in advance."

"Would you like to have a drink at the exhibition tomorrow?"

Yang Zixuan on the other end of the phone seemed to be in a particularly good mood. After the gloomy and depressed feeling last time, it seemed that there had been some new changes during this period that made him more confident about the future.

But think about it, he has sold the secret of synthesizing titles to so many people, and has already accumulated a large number of script points, and then uses these script points to quickly enhance his strength in a short period of time. Naturally, he has plans for the future. Somewhat certain.

"I won't go. I have something to do here. I wish you good luck. I hope that when we meet next time, we can have a good chat about the secrets between certified players."

Xu Tong directly rejected Yang Zixuan.

"Hahaha, when the time comes, I think you can consider joining my new team. The position of deputy leader will always be reserved for you."

"I won't believe a word you say, you old scumbag."

Xu Tong curled his lips and hung up the phone.

Yang Zixuan, who was on the other end of the phone, put down the phone in his hand. He was shuddering in his heart, and suddenly the smile on his face froze: "Wait a minute... this guy just said that the secrets between authenticated players... hiss~~ Could it be!!"

A ridiculous idea appeared in Yang Zixuan's mind. For a moment, he shook his head and said: "Impossible, impossible, I must be overthinking. How could he reach the level of certified players so quickly? I must be overthinking. "

"Tou, look here?"

As soon as he hung up the phone, Gao Zhuo shouted from the side.

Xu Tong walked over and took a look and found that there was a low house behind the vegetable garden. The house had no windows, but the environment inside could be seen clearly through the crack in the door.

Gao Zhuo was lying on the crack of the door and watching.

"What are you looking at?"

Xu Tong kicked Gao Zhuo in the butt. Why did this guy like to peek through the cracks in the door so much?

After saying that, he stepped forward and squinted at the crack in the door, only to see various bottles and jars placed behind the crack.

It looked like a jar for pickling pickles, but compared to these jars, Xu Tong was more surprised that there was a big red coffin placed behind the door...

"Does the handsome guy stay in the hotel?"

An enthusiastic lady at the entrance of the village came forward and asked the young man in front of her. While asking, she did not forget to look at the young man up and down, and she couldn't help but frown secretly.

"Are today's young people so not afraid of the cold? It's winter, and they are still wearing such thin clothes?"

The young man shook his head, but took out a one hundred yuan note from his bag and handed it to the aunt: "Aunt, I have a friend who came to play first, but my phone was broken and I couldn't contact him. I just heard him say that living in The place has been interviewed and promoted, do you know which one it is?"

"How could I know that?"

The aunt scratched her head and did not accept the young man's money. She just thought for a moment and said, "How about you go forward and take a look. Yesterday, there seemed to be reporters doing publicity, but they were from the front houses. The houses over there are beautifully decorated. , they must be the ones who want to promote it.”

"Okay, thank you, ma'am."

After the young man said this, he put the money into the aunt's hand without any explanation, and then left without looking back.

The young man had already left before the aunt had time to stop him. She could only look at the hundred yuan in her hand with a dumbfounded look, and sighed: "Hey... this kid... is a very nice person, but why does he look so dull?"

Following the direction pointed by the aunt, the young man looked at one house after another.

Just as the aunt complained, the young man dressed in summer clothes looked like a lunatic in the eyes of everyone.

Facing the surprised looks from the people around him, the young man didn't take it seriously at all, but his red eyes under his sunglasses carefully examined the faces of everyone passing by.

Suddenly, his steps slowed down and his eyes stared at the three-story farmhouse in front of him, and a familiar picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

He pricked up his ears and listened carefully. When a familiar voice came from the house, the young man was suddenly shaken. He would never forget this voice.

For a moment, the hand couldn't help but reach into the bag on his waist.

"Red coffin~~ I don't know why the coffin is red, but this kind of red coffin is popular among people here."

The old man in the kitchen was cutting vegetables. When he heard Xu Tong's question, he couldn't help but explain with a smile.

The reason why Xu Tong and Gao Zhuo were so interested in the red coffin was because after Xu Tong saw the coffin, he discovered that the coffin had a vaguely special power.

It's not that the coffin is magical, it's empty inside, but it's precisely because of the unique red coffin itself that it seems to have a special color imprint, which makes a kind of power that seems to be there or not shrouded in it.

But then the old man's voice changed: "If you really want to know, you might as well go to the ringing team in the village outside and ask. It's called the Sunjia Ringing Team. It is an old ringing team in our village that has a history of more than a hundred years. They must know why."

The so-called ringer team refers to a band that specializes in red and white things.

Nowadays, with the changing times, it is difficult to see this kind of ringer team. Firstly, it costs a lot, secondly, the city does not allow illegal operations, and thirdly, it disturbs the people.

The most important thing is inconvenience.

The wedding company directly connects a large speaker to a Bluetooth mobile phone, and everything you want can be played for you. It is simple and trouble-free.

So now in big cities, this kind of gong-playing and drum-beating troupe is basically no longer seen.

However, in places like the countryside, there are still such teams, but as the old man said, a ringer team with a century-old heritage is really rare.

And speaking of it, the Ringer Team is also a part of the Yin Xing.

If it really is the kind that has inheritance, I really need to investigate it.

While he was talking, the old man had already put the lid on the pot and smiled at the two of them: "It's still early now, you go ahead. The leader of the Sun family's ringer team is called Sun Shaohu, nicknamed Lei Hutou. We have a good relationship. You guys?" After you go there, say that it was Sanliuzai who asked you to come, and he promises not to make things difficult for you."

Hearing what the old man said, Xu Tong was moved. He just glanced at the luck on top of the old man's head and couldn't help but hesitate.

"Go, go quickly. I saw Sun Shaohu when I went to buy pigs in the morning. This man is not often in the village. This is the only one in the village. If you go late, someone might just take the job and go out. .”

"OK!"

Seeing what the old man said, Xu Tong stopped worrying and just patted Gao Zhuo on the shoulder: "Just stay, you are not interested in this kind of folklore exchange."

Gao Zhuo knew what Xu Tong meant, so he sat beside the stove and started eating melon seeds.

Seeing Xu Tong's leaving figure, the young man in the corner carefully poked his head out, his eyes darkly red under his sunglasses.

I wanted to follow him, but then I thought about it and looked sideways at the farmhouse on the side. With a sinister smile on my face, I walked towards the farmhouse...