Infinite Script Killing

After looking at each other for a moment, Xu Tong returned to Old A's room. This room was full of devastation, as if he had walked into a garbage dump.

Xu Tong looked at the position where Old A usually sat, and couldn't help but complain: "Old man, if you don't want to tell me, just tell me directly. What are you doing with all this? You don't pretend anymore? You Is it a god? It’s amazing.”

After complaining, Xu Tong began to patiently search for the so-called gift.

Chang Wuzhen still hasn't recovered yet, and keeps asking Xu Tong what happened.

Xu Tong answered Chang Wuju in very simple words: "I don't know!"

It's not that he doesn't want to explain, but that this issue cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences.

Well, it’s actually because my cultural level is too low to understand, but I can’t express it clearly.

While rummaging, Xu Tong suddenly remembered the book from before. He scanned it left and right and found it under the bed. He picked it up and opened it.

Only then did he realize that the middle of the book had been hollowed out, and there was a pipe inside.

To be precise, it is a cigarette pot and a cigarette holder, without the cigarette rod in the middle. Of course, the cigarette rod probably won't fit in either.

"Is this a gift??"

Xu Tong took the pipe in his hand and looked at it carefully. He saw that the pipe was carved from ivory, but the picture carved on it surprised Xu Tong.

Coffins floated on the water one by one. The styles of the coffins were different, but the details of each coffin were carved very clearly. Xu Tong counted seven coffins in total.

Looking at these coffins, Xu Tong couldn't help but think of the coffins of the dead god he saw in Taocheng.

The style of these coffins is so similar to that of the God of Death.

"Go, is it possible that Old A and the others have something to do with the God of Death??"

This thought appeared in his mind, which made Xu Tong feel scared. The trip to the underworld not only improved his strength, but also opened his horizons to a certain extent.

The god of death is not tolerated by heaven and earth, and is taboo in the underworld.

According to what Po Meng and King Linghuo said at that time, the gods of death were the most primitive gods.

To sleep forever through death, once revived, it will cause a huge disaster, which the gods will not tolerate.

Do you want to be related to the God of Death? ?

But then he thought about it, it wouldn't be a big deal even if they were related.

There are thousands of ghosts and gods in the underworld, and you can only offend half of them by yourself.

During this trip to the underworld, I basically offended everything that I could and could not offend.

Xu Tong didn't dare to think about it now. If he died accidentally in the future, he would have many enemies when his soul returned to the underworld.

I'm afraid I can't even pass the Meng Po Soup test alone.

Thinking of Po Meng's old face with a wicked smile, she came up to her with a bowl of green and bubbling Meng Po soup: "Da Lang, let's drink the soup!"

"Hiss~~~"

The picture appeared in his mind, and Xu Tong couldn't help but feel excited. His scalp was numb. It was really terrible.

So when he thought about being related to the God of Death, not only was he not afraid, but he also felt that it was a good way out.

What if my mother is really the God of Death? Then wouldn’t it be true that I was not a bastard of the God of Death, and could I have a good time when I died? ?

But thinking about it, Xu Tong still feels that the best outcome for him is to escape to the West. No matter whether he goes to the Western Bliss or the Western Hell, even if he is a birdman in the Western Paradise, he can always have a prosperous life. not bad.

Seeing that his thoughts were getting more and more distorted, Xu Tong quickly stopped his random thoughts, turned the pipe over and took a look, and saw that the back of the pipe was also exquisitely carved with ivory.

But the content of the sculpture looks very abstract, like a huge palace, but as long as the angle is changed, the palace will become a furnace, with countless bones floating in it, like an altar.

Xu Tong couldn't understand this. Then he looked at the cigarette holder. The cigarette holder was made of a kind of high-quality Hetian jade, and it also had a specially hollowed pattern. The complex texture made it impossible to see anything for a while.

But since there is so much information left on the pot, the pipe cannot be so careless.

Xu Tong pondered these messy patterns for a moment, then took out the cinnabar ink from the prop book, lightly traced a layer of bright red ink on it, then took out a piece of yellow paper and lightly painted on it. Roll, a line of strange talismans appeared on the yellow paper.

"It's Yan Shu!"

Looking at the strange talisman on it, Xu Tong immediately recognized it in his heart. This talisman was completely different from the Taoist talismans that were activated by orders in the name of the Three Pure Ones and gods.

The talismans are completely natural, and each stroke may seem chaotic, but they have the mystery of the atmosphere of heaven and earth. This is the unique characteristic of Yanshu.

Xu Tong threw the pipe and talisman into the prop book.

As a result, there is no other information about the pipe except the four words "ivory pipe", as if it is just an ordinary pipe.

On the contrary, the talisman actually gave out a prop card.

[Chaos Seven Stars Curse]

It consumes 200 script points and activates it to cause a seven-star shield of chaos to appear around itself.

Chaos Seven-Star Shield: Immune to Chaos damage and immune to the effects of Chaos force fields.

Duration: 30 minutes

Looking at the information given in the prop book, Xu Tong was sure that this was indeed the gift that Old A called.

It's just that no matter how you look at this charm, it doesn't seem to be of much use? ?

Chaos damage was something you would never encounter in eight hundred years, but since it was left on the pipe, Xu Tong guessed that it had a special effect.

The two searched around again, but found nothing, so they simply left the hospital.

After walking out of the hospital gate, Chang Wuju glared at Xu Tong with a resentful look on his face and looked at the time on his watch.

"What originally took a few days, you finished it for me in less than four hours after you came back??"

Xu Tong also looked helpless. Who would have thought he would look like this.

In fact, he had already vaguely guessed in his mind the reason why the old man asked them to go the day after tomorrow. He estimated that the old man was going to give them a big scare by then.

Who would have thought that Xu Tong would run over in advance.

But even if it is the day after tomorrow, I guess the result should be similar.

Since Old A and the others chose to hide in the mental hospital, they obviously had no intention of leaving in a short time.

This time, because of his wanted order, a group of flies came out. I guess Old A and the others were also annoyed, so they did this.

Those players who are controlled are the evidence of their own thoughts.

"What about us now? Let's agree first. I don't plan to meet up with Gao Zhuo and the others so early. I haven't had enough of Luodu's soup yet."

When Chang Wuzhen talked about soup, the glutton in his stomach arose again.

Xu Tong calmly said that he could stay here until the next script world begins.

This period of time was just enough to digest his own strength, so he planned to spend all this time at the training ground until he completely digested his strength.

After the two made up their minds, they took a ride to Chang Wuzhen's residence, Huayang Century, which was considered a top residential area in Luodu.

Chang was free and had no shortage of money, so he spent a high price to buy a 300-square-meter flat. The interior was already decorated when he bought it, and he could just move in with his bags.

There were many rooms, and Xu Tong didn't choose one because he didn't plan to live here. He directly used his privileges to enter the Script Killing Experience Center.

"Ding!"

Along with the sound of the bell when opening the door, Xu Tong looked at the newly decorated front hall and couldn't help but his eyes lit up: "The decoration is good, much better than the previous coffee shop."

Amei poked her head out from under the front desk and was stunned for a moment when she saw Xu Tong. After looking at Xu Tong, she was slightly surprised and said: "Zhan Dao!"

Then he joked to Xu Tong with a smile on his face and said, "Congratulations, congratulations, the gods from the land are here. It's so glorious!"

A day ago, Xu Tong would have been complacent when facing his sister's congratulations. However, after seeing the strength of the old magic stick, Xu Tong was extremely disgusted with the words "land god".

Unconsciously, he glanced at the scar on the back of his hand and felt that the wound was getting more glaring, as uncomfortable as a fish bone stuck in his throat.

In his opinion, the move of the magic stick is nothing more than a threat. No matter how strong he is or how far he has gone, if this guy wants to kill him, he can easily kill him at any time when he walks out of the hospital. Own.

Amei saw that he looked a little reluctant, and her long and slender eyebrows slightly raised: "What, sister, if you say today, are you flattering me?"

Xu Tong hurriedly shook his head, sat down and thought for a moment before asking: "If two very powerful gods fight and one cannot defeat him, can they travel through time and space to another timeline and take advantage of the other's weakness?" When is the time to kill the other party?"

Hearing this, Amei couldn't help but be a little surprised, and looked at Xu Tong with deep eyes: "The gods can distort time, but the price paid must not be underestimated. The greater the impact, the greater the price, so there is such a saying, The past cannot be changed and the future cannot be trusted.”

The past is an ironclad fact, and not everyone can change it. For example, Xu Tong had such an idea. There were gods who wanted to do this, but the result is as you can imagine. Not only did they not kill this great enemy, , and even almost suffered a time backlash and died suddenly on the spot.

Amei pinched her fingers and touched Xu Tong's forehead: "You, just be at ease. The only thing you can control about the past, present and future is now!"

Hearing this, Xu Tong grabbed A-mei's little hand, with a playful smile on his face as if he wanted to be beaten: "I understand, if you grab sister's hand, you will seize this summer!"

Amei rolled her eyes: "Come on, sister, I don't care about your behavior, so hurry up and get on with it. I want to remind you of something!"

Xu Tong touched A-mei's little hand, took out a bottle of skin cream from nowhere, and applied it carefully on his little hand. Hearing A-mei's words, he raised his head and looked at her.

Amei's expression was a little heavy, and she took a deep breath and said, "Tai's sentence is about to expire!"