Infinite Script Killing

"This is Witch Street??"

Xu Tong looked at the deserted street in front of him, raised his head and looked at Amota aside.

The streets in front of me were deserted, and there were almost no people around. It was hard to imagine that this was the bustling area of ​​the Western Exhibition Area.

Even if a few figures appear occasionally, they come and go in a hurry. No matter how they look, they look like people from the scalper group are here to check in.

"No, it's over here!"

Amota smiled mysteriously and led Xu Tong to the other side, crossing the street, turning left and right, and saw the only open cafe at the end of the street.

It's just that the words "Today's free" are clearly written on the door of the coffee shop. Obviously, even if the door is opened, it is not intended to give the other party a chance to spend money.

Xu Tong took a look at the name of the cafe. It was strange. It was obviously a cafe, but for some reason, the signboard said "Tylander's Banana".

"Ding!"

Pushing open the door, a strong aroma of coffee beans drifted into Xu Tong's nose.

At the same time, there were a few figures sitting sparsely in the room. Although they were all disguised, Xu Tong could clearly feel the intensity of the scrutiny on them.

Especially Amerta, he has no disguise and has an oriental face, so he is not a target of preferential treatment here.

When I walked to the table, before I could say anything, I was served a cup of hot coffee: "There is no consumption in this store. After drinking this cup of coffee, leave as soon as possible!"

Xu Tong looked at the white bubbles floating on the dark coffee and seriously doubted whether this cup of coffee had received special care.

After the clerk said the eviction order indifferently, Amerta calmly pushed the coffee aside, folded his middle finger and index finger together, tapped the table a few times, and spoke in a hoarse and low voice.

Immediately, the clerk's face changed slightly, and his tone and attitude immediately changed 180 degrees: "I'm sorry, sir, your disguise is really good."

As he spoke, he calmly put away the cup of coffee on the table, then turned around and walked to the coffee machine. After reaching out and pulling the handle of the coffee machine twice, a door was opened.

Amota blinked at Xu Tong, and then the two walked into the door, which was an alley, but at the end of the alley was a dead end.

"Boss, are you ready?"

Amota walked to the end of the wall, took out a piece of meat he had prepared and threw it towards the wall. The moment the piece of meat touched the wall, the bricks on the wall began to squirm.

Only then did I realize that the bricks on the wall were actually densely packed with small crabs. The crabs were competing for meat, so much so that a crack opened in the wall.

Through the gap, a bustling street appeared in front of Xu Tong.

"Welcome to Witch Street, please!"

Amota made a gentlemanly gesture of invitation, and then led Xu Tong into the street.

The pavement paved with black cobblestones felt a bit slippery when stepped on, and there was a strange smell in the air, a bit like burning licorice, and a bit smelly.

Xu Tong saw a lot of weird shops here, which reminded him of the movie he saw in the madhouse, Harry Potter.

"Amerta, are you familiar with this place?"

Xu Tong asked as he walked.

Normally, Amota should have never been to this place, but he seemed to understand everything here.

"Of course, because my followers are here!"

Amata said with a hint of pride that even demons exiled from hell would still have their own followers in some remote corners.

Amota said and pointed to a shop called Bone Sacrifice in front of him; "My believers are there. Boss, just take a look around. If you need anything, you can come here to find me. Just call my name." good."

Watching Amota leave, Xu Tong always felt that this guy seemed to be hiding something from him, but he didn't intend to go into it. Everyone has their own secrets.

Xu Tong walked and walked in front of these shops, but did not find anything that attracted him. Most of the props here were biased towards witchcraft.

However, I don’t know if it is because most of the shops in the exhibition are closed, but some scattered players have set up stalls here.

Xu Tong picked up a prop card and checked it out, and found that although these prop cards could be called high-quality products, they were not really top-quality prop cards.

If you think about it carefully, you will understand the reason.

Everyone is holding back their energy to prepare for the sale at the Ten Thousand Realms Auction. If there are really good things, they must be kept at the Ten Thousand Realms Auction.

After all, everyone is competing for points, and even an ordinary item card can probably be sold for a much higher price than usual.

However, Xu Tong was not upset. He had never planned to find any precious prop cards.

As I walked around and picked, occasionally one or two good prop cards would appear in front of me, but after asking about the price, I gave up decisively.

Although the stuff is good, it is obvious that he is treating the person as a scapegoat. He is not short of money, but he does not want to be such a fool.

As I walked, I didn't know where I was walking. When I looked up, I saw a large tent in front of me, with a signboard hanging on it, "Effective House."

Xu Tong wanted to leave, but his heart beat a few times at this moment. He couldn't help but look back, and had a strong premonition urging him to walk in.

At this time, the immortal sense and the heavenly sense have the same meaning, but compared to the heavenly sense, the immortal sense is more accurate. It only rarely appears, but every time it appears, there must be something related to you.

Thinking of this, Xu Tong simply walked in and took a look.

The space in the tent is not large, and you can see your head at a glance. An old man is sitting on a chair. He seems to have noticed someone walking in. His slightly drooped eyelids gradually opened, and he grinned with a set of black teeth, looking towards the tent. Xu Tong smiled and said:

"Lost traveler, do you want to find your answer?"

Xu Tong even felt that the other party was a bit unprofessional compared to the standard goddess's opening remarks. After all, compared to the old magician in the hospital who gave him a different opening every time, the performance of the goddess in front of him was really a bit amateurish. .

As if sensing Xu Tong's questioning gaze, the goddess quickly took out her magic wand and knocked on the wooden board behind her.

I saw eight words written in traditional Chinese characters on the wooden board: "Three hexagrams a day may not be accurate."

"This is the highest award I received while studying in the mysterious East. Do you know the words on it?"

Xu Tong curled his lips and thought to himself: "Good guy, are you afraid that you were deceived into lameness??"

Normally Xu Tong would just turn around and leave, but this time was an exception. Since he had sensed something, he should have gained something here, so he simply pretended not to know and shook his head.

"Hahahaha, this is called sincerity and spirituality!"

The goddess laughed hoarsely and explained the meaning of these four words to Xu Tong seriously.

Then he took out the crystal ball and put it on the table: "Young man, you can give it a try. If it doesn't work, there's no charge!"

Seeing that the goddess had sent out the invitation, Xu Tong sat down and saw the goddess mysteriously take out a small box.

Pinch out a handful of powder the size of a fingernail from it, and walk to the charcoal fire nearby. I don’t know if it’s because I’m old, but my hands are a little shaken. When I was about to sprinkle the powder in, I accidentally shook my hand. , and spilled most of the powder in the box into the charcoal fire.

"hiss!!"

Now the goddess's eyes were green, she grinned in distress, and almost screamed, but looking at the ignited powder, she could only endure the pain and sit back on the chair.

After the powder ignited, the entire tent was covered by a faint green smoke. The goddess clasped her hands together, shouted, "Infinite Heavenly Lord," and then recited a mantra.

Xu Tong pricked up his ears and listened carefully. It turned out to be the Analects of Confucius? ?

Good guy, three religions in one? This old lady has received the true message.

"Quick, put your hand on the crystal ball!"

At the prompt of the old lady, Xu Tong opened his palm and placed it flat on the crystal ball, but the moment his hand touched the crystal ball.

The vision in front of me suddenly became blurry.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Tong felt his body sink. When he came back to his senses, he saw a forest in front of him.

"What is this place??"

Xu Tong was shocked. He didn't expect this unreliable old lady to actually succeed? ?

Just when he was wondering where he was sent by the old lady, a figure in the distance hurried past him.

Xu Tong saw this and hurried to chase him.

But the shadow ran very fast. No matter how hard he chased it, he couldn't catch it. He ran out of the woods in a daze, but when he looked up, he looked up.

But he was startled by what he saw in front of him. He saw a wide and fast river rushing past with a bridge on the river.

In front of the bridge, there is a pergola with a huge iron pot bubbling.

A familiar picture came to mind.

"Naihe Bridge?? I went to the underworld??"

Before Xu Tong could understand what was going on, he heard a burst of silly laughter from the bridge. Xu Tong took two steps forward and took a look, and suddenly said in surprise: "Idiot!"

I saw the fool sitting on the bridge. Hearing Xu Tong's shout, he looked back at Xu Tong, waved to Xu Tong, and motioned for him to come up.

Seeing this, Xu Tong didn't doubt his presence and walked quickly onto the bridge: "Idiot, what are you doing sitting here? Where have you been during this time??"

Xu Tong stepped forward and pulled the fool to ask, but the fool just smiled and pointed under the bridge: "Look!"

"look?"

Xu Tong didn't understand what the fool meant, but the fool had already pulled him to the bridge and pointed to the wide and fast water below for Xu Tong to see.

Xu Tong stuck his head out and looked under the bridge, only to see many vague shadows on the water. Before he could see clearly, he suddenly felt someone pushing hard behind him.

"Plop!"

A biting chill hit him, and Xu Tong's eyes fell into a burst of darkness in an instant. He didn't know how long it had passed, but the sounds of quarreling could be heard in his ears.

The voice is very familiar. If you listen carefully, it sounds like the youngest.

But when he wanted to listen more carefully, the voice suddenly disappeared, and then his eyes were illuminated by a bright light. Under the dim light, a thin face appeared in front of him.

"Mother!"

Xu Tong's heart trembled. He remembered this face. It was his mother's face. He had seen it in his memory, but when he opened his mouth, he could only cry like a baby.

"Child, remember, find what your father hid on you, take it, don't let the youngest get it, he will destroy you and the whole world!"