Infinite script kill

Chapter 619 Feud
"Zombie??"

Seeing the two zombies jumping into the mourning hall one after the other, Xu Tong took a closer look and had fun!

The zombie in front was dressed in the attire of a Western priest, while the zombie in the back was stunned and full of beards.

Isn't this the group of zombies that Gao Zhuo refined?

Could it be that what happened here was done by Gao Zhuo!
But after thinking about it, he didn't go to meet Gao Zhuo, but planned to hide in the coffin and observe.

It seems that because Gao Zhuo has become a great master, although the two zombies look stiff and clumsy, their eyes are not as dark and lifeless as before. Instead, they are like living people, looking at the mourning hall warily.

Only then did he jump to the front of the coffin, put his arms under the coffin one after the other, and lift it vigorously.

Immediately, the coffin was lifted up in the air by the two zombies out of thin air, and then fell down firmly on the shoulders of the two zombies.

"Crack!"

There was only a crackling sound, and the blue bricks under the zombie's feet burst open.

This is a gloomy wood comparable to steel, and only these two zombies can lift it up so lightly, but if it were an ordinary person, even the grand master would have to struggle to lift it up.

It is said that in order to carry the coffin, Mr. Zhang even invited eighteen porters in one go, and carried the coffin in according to the posture of the dragon king.

Now with only two zombies, the coffin is carried on the shoulders in a smooth and stable manner, and I don't know how much effort I saved.

I saw two zombies carrying the coffin and jumping lightly to the gate.

The big man waved: "Let's go!"

After saying leave, the three of them took advantage of the curfew at night and quickly left along the dark alleys of the street.

Although the two zombies were carrying the coffin, their speed was no slower than the pace of the three. Even the huge coffin on their shoulders seemed to be as light as nothing.

The young man Junichiro who was walking in front looked back at the zombies following him, and tentatively asked Ma Hongwen next to him:
"Ma... Hong Wenjun, your corpse control technique is very strange. I have seen other people's corpse control techniques, but they are all big garbage. Compared with yours, they are too different. This is not like a prop card. Ability, you have to be a disciple of an aristocratic family!"

"Hey, you know what you're doing."

The man who claimed to be Ma Hongwen grinned coldly.

Junichiro said quite proudly: "My teacher's inheritance is from the Yin-Yang Temple, and I have learned your Yin-Yang Art since I was a child, so I can be sure that you, like me, are people with a teacher's inheritance."

"Yin Yang Shrine!"

Hearing the words, Ma Hongwen hesitated for a moment, and squinted at Junichiro: "So it's the Yin-Yang Shrine. I've heard about it for a long time, but I don't have the chance to see it. If I have a chance, I'd like to go to the Yin-Yang Shrine to take a look."

"Then you can come to our country of Wa. If you are willing to join our Yin Yang Shrine, I can be your referrer." Hearing this, Junichiro immediately offered an olive branch to Ma Hongwen, and promised:
"There are many powerful corpses kept in our Yin-Yang Divine Palace. The wine bags and food bags in these corpses are all unworthy, but if you come, I can let you choose a corpse from them."

"A powerful corpse!!"

Hearing this, the man's eyes lit up: "What you said is true! How powerful is it?"

Seeing that the man's heart was moved, Junichiro hurriedly hit the rails while it was hot: "It's very powerful. It is said that there is even a body of a god under the Yin-Yang Shrine."

Junichiro did not lie about this point. There are indeed many secrets hidden under the Yin Yang Shrine. It is rumored that there is indeed the body of an ancient god, and this god is still from China.

"Well, I will consider your suggestion, Anthracene, I also know a friend who is good at summoning souls and conjuring gods, welcome or not."

Junichiro was overjoyed when he heard the words, and hurriedly said: "Welcome, welcome, our Yin Yang Temple is a serious spiritual master, if he is willing to come, we will give the best conditions, and there are eight hundred shikigami, three thousand grass head gods are all available." Follow him."

"Hey, don't be so polite. We just like to travel and visit scenic spots. Oh, by the way, there seems to be a very famous scenic spot in your Wa country. I wonder if we can go in."

"Where is it? If Mr. Hong Wen goes there, I can serve as your guide and open the way for you!"

Junichiro patted his chest and promised:
"hey-hey!!"

Hearing this, the man narrowed his eyelids slightly, and said with a half-smile, "Jing G God toilet!"

"What?" Junichiro was stunned, and then he said alertly: "Where are you going to do what? If you want to visit a shrine, you need to apply for it?"

Ma Hongwen grinned at Junichiro: "Hey, then you can apply for me, I want to dig your ancestral grave for fun!"

Hearing this, Junichiro was stunned for a second, and finally realized that he had been tricked, his face contorted immediately, and he slowly held the Taidao at his waist with one hand: "Haga!"

"Don't f*ck talk about your devil's words, I don't understand, I really think I don't know about the Yin-Yang Temple, in 96, my old man also went to Japanese fighting method, your family's Qingming Sanjin is my old man's use The zombie drowned in the toilet, you wait, I will go to your house sooner or later, dig your ancestral grave for fun!"

Junichiro was shocked when he heard the words. He was still a child in 96, but later he also heard about this incident from his parents.

After hearing Qingming Sanjin's name, he couldn't help but feel a turmoil in his heart. He stared straight at Gao Zhuo and asked through gritted teeth: "You are from the Gao family!!"

Qingming Sanjin was a well-known genius in the Yin-Yang Temple, but when he was finally discovered, he was drowned in a dung bucket.

The news of this matter was blocked immediately, and it was announced that Qingming Sanjin was murdered by someone, and only a few people knew the real cause of death.

Being able to tell such secrets and manipulate the corpse in front of him, Junichiro immediately understood Gao Zhuo's identity after thinking for a moment.

"Hahaha, you just know, young master, I will not change my name or surname, the Gao family in Xiangxi, Gao Zhuo!"

Seeing that his identity was recognized, Gao Zhuo no longer hides his name.

I've seen this little devil upset for a long time. Now that I know that the other party is a feud, there is no need to be polite.

"Damn Chinaman!!" Junichiro looked cold, and slowly unsheathed the blade.

Seeing this, Gao Zhuo's eyes gleamed coldly, and an invisible evil spirit emerged from his body, the complexion on his face became paler, and his whole body was about to enter the state of corpse.

"Amitabha, you two, the poor monk's work has not worked yet, why are you already fighting?"

Finally Monk Wei stood between the two of them, clasped his palms together, and clapped them lightly, a strange wave rippled in his palms.

Under the interference of this strange ripple, the moods of Gao Zhuo and Junichiro gradually began to undergo subtle changes. Although it was only a weak influence, at least the two of them no longer had the murderous aura that was imminent.

"You two, no matter what kind of enmity you have, our current situation is not good.

Don't forget, there are so many descendants inexplicably appearing in the script world this time, the few of us advanced players are already at a disadvantage.

But there are a few people who are still unwilling to form a group.

If everyone engages in internal strife again, I am afraid that this time in the script world, let alone promotion, whether you can go back alive will be a problem. "

Wei Shang's earnest words made Junichiro slowly put down the knife in his hand.

It's just inevitable that he continued to curse: "Asshole, you will pay for this day!"

"Oh!! Then you'd better be careful, at worst, I will kill you even if I fail the mission!"

Gao Zhuo hid his face in the shadows, so that people couldn't see what this guy was thinking, but the murderous look in his words was still bitingly cold, as if Wei Shang's God of Labor Formation had no effect on him at all.

Only then did Wei Shang realize that after Gao Zhuo turned into a corpse in front of him, he seemed to be able to completely ignore his God of Trouble Formation.

Realizing that something was wrong, Wei Shang didn't speak to dissuade Gao Zhuo, but quickly took a step sideways. This step seemed inconspicuous, but it was invisible to put his angle on the opposite side of Junichiro, which already showed that position.

"Junichiro, I advise you to shut up and keep making trouble. If you miss the time to enter the ghost market, leave this coffin for yourself to enjoy."

"you!!!"

Seeing Wei Shang standing next to Gao Zhuo suddenly, Junichiro's face turned pale, but he didn't dare to get angry easily, after all, the mission was urgent.

So he could only shut his mouth angrily.

Seeing that Junichiro shut up, Wei Shangcai turned to Gao Zhuo and said, "Ma... no, it should be Brother Gao, slipping on dark roads, planting flags and stepping on plates, I'm betting on you."

"This is not our territory. If you kill him, you might as well find out if this kid is true or not. If you really do it, I will stand by your side."

Fortunately, Gao Zhuo learned a lot of slang from Xu Tong, otherwise Wei Shang's loose slang, I'm afraid Gao Zhuo really couldn't understand it.

Hearing this, Gao Zhuo waved his hands: "Tahu"

After finishing speaking, he dissipated the corpse aura from his body, and waved his hand to signal the zombies behind him to follow.

Junichiro had dewy hair, not knowing what the two of them meant just now, and was about to ask, but Wei Shang put his hands behind his back calmly and made a strange gesture.

Seeing this, Junichiro raised his eyebrows, and immediately walked in front of the team calmly.

It's just that neither of them noticed that such an inconspicuous move was really seen by Xu Tong who was hiding in the coffin...

The three of them carried the coffin and did not dare to walk on the main road. They climbed over the wall or walked along the alley all the way.

The three finally breathed a sigh of relief when they came to a forest beside the Luo River.

Junichiro pushed aside the grass, and saw two inconspicuous horse posts standing in the grass. The horse posts were exquisitely carved, and there were two little lions squatting on them, which seemed to have been there for many years.

They all talk about the rise and fall of ancient and modern times, let's look at Luoyang City.

There are places like ghost markets elsewhere, but Luoyang has the most.

The rise and fall of generations of dynasties is also unlucky for Luoyang City. Who knows that in that inconspicuous corner, it used to be the mansion of a powerful family. If you dig a toilet, you may be able to dig up the tomb of the Han Dynasty and the ruins of the Jin Dynasty.

This pair of horse posts is the entrance to the ghost market.

The three of them finally relaxed when they reached the door.

As long as you enter the ghost market, you don't have to worry about being tracked down by bad people, and you don't have to worry about being discovered by other players.

Junichiro looked at the gate of the ghost city, coughed softly, and walked in with great strides.

Seeing Junichiro entering the gate of the ghost market and disappearing in front of the two horse posts, Wei Shang walked up to Gao Zhuo with a cold face and said, "When we enter the ghost market later, let's act first and catch him by surprise. !"

Gao Zhuo squinted his eyes and nodded, "Okay, if you kill him, everything will be yours, I just want to have fun!"

"You're welcome, who doesn't enjoy killing little devils!"

Wei Shang took out a spear from the item book and held it in his hand: "You go first, I'll sneak attack from behind!"

Wei Shang said as he stepped aside to move out of the way, signaling Gao Zhuo to go in and stabilize Junichiro.

"Row!"

Gao Zhuo was also unambiguous, and walked inside, but just as Gao Zhuo was about to reach the gate of the ghost city, he suddenly remembered something, stopped, and looked back at Wei Shang with squinting eyes.

"what happened?"

Seeing that he didn't leave, Wei Shang hurriedly asked.

"Well...Old Wei, what did you mean by putting one hand behind your back behind my back and making this gesture just now!"

As Gao Zhuo said, he raised his palm and made a gesture.

Seeing the familiar gesture, Wei Shang was first startled, and subconsciously clenched the barrel of the gun, but immediately calmed down, and explained with a smile: "Ha, I'm tickling, you read it wrong!"

"Seeing wrongly? One pair of eyes seeing wrongly, can two pairs of eyes see wrongly too!"

Before Gao Zhuo finished speaking, Wei Shang suddenly heard the sound of breaking wind whistling behind him, and he could feel the huge sense of oppression without turning his head. Standing up, the spear in his hand was stuck on the ground, and the man stepped on the barrel of the gun and jumped into the air, narrowly dodging the coffin flying behind him.

For a moment, the huge coffin flew up through the air, and crashed into the gate of the ghost city.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when the coffin flew past Gao Zhuo, Gao Zhuo faintly heard a familiar voice: "My boy, sacrifice me as a hidden weapon!"

(End of this chapter)