Infinite script kill

Chapter 339 The Holy Son of White Lotus
The spark that the arrow exploded in mid-air lasted for a long time, like hanging a lantern in the sky, enough to be seen by everyone within a radius of thirty miles.

In a deserted cemetery not far from the village, a few fat-headed and big-eared guys were nibbling on the barbecue in their hands when they suddenly saw a light flashing above their heads.

"Brother, look, someone is setting off fireworks!"

The fourth pig pointed to the sky and shouted, but the boss next to him raised his hand and slapped him on the face: "Bullshit fireworks, this is the arrow of Qin Tianjian."

"Qin Tianjian? What is that?"

Zhu Lao Wu scratched his head and asked blankly.

The pig boss viciously gnawed the barbecue meat in his mouth, and chewed it back and forth: "The place that supervises the aliens in the world, this news arrow is a signal to summon the aliens nearby, whoever sees them will welcome them."

"Then shall we go to greet you?"

"Our names are not on the roster, what are we doing to join in the fun?"

Zhu Er Er said indifferently, obviously not interested in the so-called Qin Tianjian.

In fact, with the decline and decay of the imperial court, the power of the Qin Tianjian has also declined significantly. If it were placed 100 years ago when Emperor Kang was in power, the Qin Tianjian sent an interrogation arrow, and no one in the world would dare not follow.

But now, how many aliens are on the roster, except for the three religions, the vast majority of aliens in the world are not on the list.

However, the pig boss had a different mind. He finished the barbecue in two or three, and threw the bones into the bonfire casually: "Come on, let's go and have a look. There must be some trouble when sending arrows at this time. It's good, let's help out, if the idea hurts, we'll leave."

No matter how rotten the Datong imperial court was, it was still too big to fail. If it was possible to get a job with the Qin Tianjian, it would be the best, and it would be better than the identity of the green forest and evil ways.

When the boss spoke, the other four brothers naturally obeyed. They all ate the barbecue cleanly, stood up and ran in the direction of the arrow.

They were not the only ones who saw Xunjian.

Fifteen miles away there is a temple called Kek Lok Si. I don't know when or who built such a temple.

The temple is very remote, but there is an endless stream of incense, especially many wealthy country gentry and landowners, who do not hesitate to spend all their wealth to come, because there is a young monk named, Zen Master Ji Le.

Every time this monk explains the scriptures, it gives people an illusion of being there, as if they are immersed in the blissful world in his mouth.

At this moment, all the pilgrims in the Buddhist hall were fascinated by what they heard, but their eyes were blurred and lifeless.

At this time, he suddenly saw the message arrow in the sky blooming with brilliance, the monk was stunned for a moment, then stood up and was about to leave.

"Master, where are you going?"

Seeing this, several pilgrims stood up and asked.

However, the monk glanced at them sideways, and said, "Amitabha, some benefactors are here later, and when the poor monk comes back, he will continue to explain everyone's doubts."

"Master, let's go with you!!" These pilgrims were indulging in the blissful world of Buddhism and couldn't extricate themselves. How could they be willing to leave the master at this moment, and even proposed to be with him, so that they could always listen to the profound meaning of Buddhism explained by the master.

"Hey!!"

The monk sighed and nodded: "If you want to go to the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, the poor monk still has a way."

"any solution!!"

These pilgrims have been able to feel the existence of the world of bliss in Buddhism, and even have a feeling of living in it for many years. Suddenly, their thoughts return to reality, which makes them feel that this is the world of absurdity and nothingness, and they are eager to return to it. Go to your own world.

The monk kept silent, slowly clasped his hands together, and suddenly a long sword popped out from his sleeve, and the light of the sword drew an icy light in the dark night, "Pfft!" The blood splashed on the ground and left spots on the ground. The head rolled to the ground.

"Amitabha!"

The monk closed his long sword, turned around and left the temple. Following the monk's departure, he saw that the temple was rapidly dilapidated. Looking at it again, the temple was already a deserted temple, and the Buddha statues in the temple had long been broken. There are many bones and white bones.

"Grandpa, look there are stars over there!"

On the bullock cart, one old and one young raised their heads, and the immature faces of the children looked at the sparkling fireworks in the distance with joy.

The old man smiled, and gently put his hand on the child's head and stroked it lovingly a few times.

He smiled and said, "Child, it's getting cold, go to bed quickly, and when you wake up, grandpa will pick this star and give it to you."

"it is good!"

The child nodded obediently, lay obediently on the bullock cart, covered himself with a blanket, and soon fell asleep in a dream.

The old man carefully tucked in the bedding for the child, jumped off the ox cart, reached out and grabbed the ox cart lightly, even the ox cart turned into a thin piece of paper, folded by the old man in his hand, and carefully carried in his bag.

Looking at the arrows in the distance again, the old man took out another piece of paper, put it on his hand and took a breath, then shook it suddenly, the paper stood up, and a horse was born out of thin air.

The strange and mysterious technique is unimaginable. The old man jumped on the horse, and the horse let out a cry, and rushed towards the direction of the arrow.

The sky has begun to shine, and the sun is shining on the earth again.

In the open space in the backyard, Xu Tong dug a big pit and buried the corpses of Zhou's team leader and the others in it.

In fact, Team Leader Zhou treated him in every possible way, even when he was on duty, he would always let him go wherever he was free.

It's just that they didn't expect that they would die so suddenly.

"Brothers have taken good care of me on weekdays, but now they are deeply buried in other places. When I return to the capital, I will definitely give your family an explanation."

As Xu Tong said, he waved out a wad of guide money, knowing that Team Leader Zhou and the others had died tragically, he must have resentment in his heart.

But at this moment, he didn't want to expose his identity as a paper maker, so he didn't take action to resolve this grievance, but instead threw an extra stack of guide money, and promised them that he would treat their family well after returning to Beijing.

Back in the front yard, I saw Li Xi walking back from the outside with a knife in his hand with an ugly expression on his face.

"Master Ma!"

Li Xi limped over, glanced at the grave in front of him, and said to Xu Tong, "Mr. Ma, those villagers have disappeared."

It turned out that after Li Xi rested for a while and regained some physical strength, he took a knife and prepared to go to the villagers to settle accounts, but he went door-to-door to check, and there was no one in every house.

"This is a village of the dead!"

Yang Gongjing came out of the room and said in a cold voice.

"Your Excellency, did you know?" Xu Tong looked back at Yang Gongjing, Yang Gongjing shook his head, "I don't know, it was only after thinking about it for a long time last night that I figured out why the white lanterns hanging in every house, we might have stumbled into it by mistake. Village of the Dead."

In fact, there are not a few such villages.

Especially now that there are floods in Henan, foreigners break into the country, and the treasury can't get a penny out. There are countless villages like this, and it's not uncommon for such weird situations to happen occasionally.

Qin Tianjian receives at least a dozen memorials about this situation every year, but most of them are sent back to the local area, so that the local area can send someone else to deal with it.

It's just that Yang Gongjing didn't expect that they would encounter such a situation so soon.

"My lord, what are we going to Lianshan this time for??"

Xu Tong knew that this task must not be easy, but so many people had died before reaching Lianshan. If he continued to go to Lianshan, he didn't know how many situations would arise, and it would be unreasonable for him to be a fool.

Yang Gongjing noticed Xu Tong's dissatisfaction, and glanced outside the door: "Let's talk about it when someone comes."

After speaking, I went back to my room to rest.

After waiting for about an hour, they heard a sound of horseshoes outside the door. Li Xi and Xu Tong, who had been waiting outside the door early, saw an old man in a cloth bag.

The old man got off the horse and grabbed it with his hand. The real horse turned into a thin piece of paper, and the old man held it in his arms.

This wonderful method made Xu Tong's eyes shine brightly. Although it is also playing with paper, it is not like the method of a paper maker.

After all, no matter how lifelike a paper figurine is, it is impossible to become a living thing.

"Xu Mao from Hedong Shadow, come and report." The old man stepped forward and bowed his hands towards the two.

As soon as the words were finished, there was a burst of laughter in the distance, and five fat-headed and big-eared strong men walked over from a distance, and said as they walked: "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, this year It's really rare for someone to have such profound skills."

Seeing the five people, Li Xi tensed up and immediately lowered his head.

The five people stepped forward and said in unison: "Brothers of the Zhu family who are idlers in Baiyue and Wufu, come and do your part when you see Xunjian."

"Oh, so it's the Baiyue Five Pigs!"

When the old man heard the names of the five people, his face showed disdain. The names of these five guys have been heard a lot in Jianghu. It is not even considered that they are green forest robbers. Unexpectedly, they dared to deliver it to the door by themselves.

Hearing the old man's sarcasm, the five people were not annoyed, they just squinted their eyes and looked the old man up and down, with a bit of coldness in their eyes.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. The five benefactors are willing to come. They are ready to kill themselves and become benevolent. Why don't benefactor Xu let go of his prejudices."

Xu Tong looked back and saw that it was a monk.

The monk was dressed in a gray robe, with his hands clasped together. The most surprising thing was that this monk turned out to be barefoot.

"Rebirth Chan, Huiyuan came here after hearing the news, and paid a visit to the Shangguan of Qintian Supervisor."

Huiyuan stepped forward, she didn't know whether it was on purpose or on purpose, she was standing between Xu Mao and the Zhu brothers.

Yang Gongjing in the room heard the movement and came out. After confirming their identities, his face showed joy: "It is definitely not difficult to get your help."

"I haven't seen Qin Tianjian's interrogation arrow for almost ten years. It must not be a trivial matter to appear this time. Dare I ask what the Shangguan said." Xu Mao asked.

The Zhu family brothers also pricked up their ears, wanting to find out what was going on first, so that they could find an excuse to leave if the idea got stuck.

Yang Gongjing thought for a moment, as if trying to stop his words, before he opened his mouth and said: "Someone saw the Holy Son of the White Lotus in Lianshan Temple, and it was rumored that three thousand ghosts opened the way for him, and the imperial court ordered me to rush to Lianshan County to assist the government in the investigation. "

(End of this chapter)