Infinite Script Killing

After such a long time, the two finally received the reminder from the prop book. They couldn't help but look at each other, but their expressions were completely different.

Gao Zhuo's heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate. Ever since he promised Xu Tong to go to the big script with him, he would pester his father to tell him the stories of those years when he returned home.

Forget it if you don't talk about it. Once you talk about it, Gao Zhuo murmurs in his heart.

According to his father Gao Tianfang, in that era, people like them were jealous of people and gods wherever they went.

Not only to hide his abilities, but also to be wary of evil plots.

After all, there are too many old monsters left over from Yuan Datou's era.

If there is a gust of wind in an era, then this gust of wind is a rare evil wind, crooked wind, and poisonous wind.

The transition between the old era and the new era is like the last few bounces of a fish in a frying pan.

For example, when Gao Zhuo was told a few short stories such as the man who borrowed knives, the longevity of his life, the beans soaked in an iron pot, Gao Zhuo's heart beat faster and faster.

Some of these stories were witnessed by Gao Tianfang with his own eyes, and some are still unsolved cases to this day.

Among them, the iron pot soaked beans are the most weird.

There is such a case, it is said that a monk came to a town.

The monk has an upright appearance and is wearing a cassock. The most exaggerated thing is that he wears a string of rosary beads around his neck that are as big as a baby's fist.

As soon as the monk arrived, he sat at the entrance of the town, chanting sutras and meditating every day. He could not drink any water for several days, and occasionally asked people in the town for a bowl of water.

As time passed, everyone began to be shocked by the monk. At this time, some people still didn't believe that the monk didn't steal anything.

So the monk simply took a small boat and spent more than ten days in the center of the lake.

Now more people believed in the monk, so they asked about the monk's origin.

The monk did not say his name. He only said that there was a temple nearby that was dilapidated and he wanted to raise money to repair it.

But the monk didn't take any money, so he turned around and left.

When people rushed over to take a look, they saw that there was indeed a dilapidated temple. They rushed in and saw that there were only two or three monks inside.

When asked about the eminent monk, none of the monks recognized him. Just when everyone was confused, someone suddenly saw a stone statue of an Arhat that looked exactly like that one.

Now everyone suddenly realized that this was the appearance of Arhat.

So people in the town started to raise money for donations. Many people even lost their money and donated money to the temple after hearing the news.

As a result, two months passed, but there was no movement at the temple. When people looked again, they found that the temple had long been empty, and there was no monk inside.

At this time, an old gentleman passing by the town learned about this and revealed the secret to everyone.

It turns out that everything was a scam planned long ago, the monks were all fake, and this temple was also the deserted temple they had found long ago.

The so-called Arhat is naturally a fake. The reason why he can neither eat nor drink is because the rosary beads around his neck are actually made of beef jerky.

When he was hungry, he secretly nibbled on a piece of beef jerky. Of course, he didn't need anything else to eat.

As soon as the old gentleman said this, everyone realized that they had been deceived.

Just when he was angry, the old man grinned and stopped the people who wanted to smash the Arhat statue.

He drew a circle around the Arhat statue, and then borrowed a large iron pot and placed it in front of the stone statue.

It is said that everyone is asked to throw the soybeans in and soak them in water, and soon the money they were defrauded will be back.

Everyone was hesitant, but they didn't think there was any loss, so they followed it one after another.

As a result, within three days, the liar turned himself in. When people opened the door, they discovered that the belly of the leading monk was bigger than that of a pregnant woman who was nine months pregnant and about to give birth.

It was said that I had a dream every night. I dreamed that someone was racing beans to me and giving me water. I was obviously very hungry, but I couldn't eat anything. My stomach swelled and became bigger and bigger.

As soon as I inquired about it, I found out what happened to the old gentleman, so I hurriedly turned myself in and begged the villagers in the town to take out the beans from the iron pot.

But it turned out to be a step too late. Not long after the fake Arhat surrendered, he suddenly died. His death was extremely cruel. According to the forensic doctor, all the internal organs in his stomach were eaten out.

People rushed to the temple and found countless rats eating beans.

As for the old gentleman, there has been no news for a long time, and it has become an unsolved case ever since.

Who is this old gentleman? How did he do that? Even now no one knows the secret.

But in that era, such secretive and strange killing techniques emerged in endlessly.

The story was not scary, but Gao Zhuo felt scared after hearing it.

You must know that such big scripts are often modeled on reality. They are so cruel in reality, let alone in scripts.

What is completely different from Gao Zhuo is that Xu Tong is looking forward to it more and more. Even if Gao Zhuo tells these stories to him, he has no intention of giving up.

But at this time, the space reminder came, and it was useless for Gao Zhuo to retreat mentally.

The only thing that could make him feel at ease was that he bought a special prop at the exhibition that would allow him to quickly escape from the script space when he was on the verge of death.

Of course, the price is also huge.

All gains from this script kill will be erased, all script points will be deducted, and a prop card will be randomly drawn from you.

This punishment cannot be too harsh, it is enough to severely damage any player's vitality, and even risk losing scenario points in the next scenario kill.

But compared to a dog's life, this is still acceptable.

Just because of this amulet, Gao Zhuo would not have to disband the team.

Three days, whether it is long or short, is still plenty for them.

Because they could probably guess the background of the script, the two of them were very targeted in their preparation.

Gao Zhuo also took out the gun and bullets he bought from the border as if he were offering a treasure.

He couldn't buy large-caliber weapons, but he could buy two Type 95 pistols and two large boxes of ammunition.

The most important thing is... he also bought a high-explosive grenade.

With these things, at least he won't feel intimidated if he does it with real swords and guns.

Xu Tong has also been preparing in a hurry these past two days.

In addition to the paper man, he also used the Star Eye Tribulation to bless the spirit enchantment.

The improved spirit-possessing technique finally allowed him to happily bless gold foil.

Of course, the probability of success is only about 40%, and the enchantment skill used to be divided into three points in the script, but now it requires five points after upgrading.

Coupled with the binding cost of the Star Eye Tribulation, Xu Tong only made a little golden man of less than three inches and cried out that he couldn't stand it.

This is simply a money-burning hole. Just such a three-inch golden man can burn nearly 300 script points from him.

It is equivalent to resurrecting a big fat person. Add these two together, and he has lost 600 script points before he has entered the script space.

If he hadn't gained enough script points from the last script world, he really wouldn't have dared to squander it like this.

"Hey, this gadget is quite unique."

Gao Zhuo looked at the completed statuette on the table and couldn't help but feel amused. He couldn't help but fiddle with it with his fingers.

As a result, as soon as he touched it, his finger was cut open by the edges of the paper figure.

"Don't touch it, this is not a work of art, it is a murder prop."

Xu Tong was lying on the sofa, and with a slight flick of his finger, he suddenly saw the paper man flying into the air, like a cannonball, and pierced into the beam above his head.

Then, under his control, he slowly crawled out and opened a deep crack in the wall with his two small hands.

This little guy may seem inconspicuous, but after being blessed with spiritual enchantment, his lethality is extremely fierce.

Because it was too small, Xu Tong deliberately made it full of sharp edges and corners.

Coupled with his ability to control paper figures, he is enough to cause great damage to the enemy when the opportunity is right.

In addition, if Big Fatty is concerned, he is confident that even without moving his two main powers [Demon Power] and [Ember], he can kill people with just one move.

Coupled with Baishankou, even the so-called Voldemort in Gao Zhuo's mouth is not at all timid.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

At this time there was a knock on the door.

Gao Zhuo opened the door a crack and looked out, his face suddenly became unhappy.

"Didn't I tell you not to bother me here if you have nothing to do?"

Xu Tong glanced sideways and saw an old lady wearing Bai clothes outside the door.

Judging from her hair, she looks like she is in her early eighties.

She was seen holding a thermos flask. She ignored Gao Zhuo's displeased look and handed the thermos flask over with a smile.

"It's getting cold, so I've made mushroom soup for you. You can drink it while it's hot."

Gao Zhuo looked at the thermos pot, his face softened slightly, but his tone was still cold: "I know."

After saying "I understand", he took the thermos bottle and closed the door tightly without giving the old lady a chance to say a second sentence.

Although Xu Tong was surprised by Gao Zhuo's unusual behavior, it was a family matter and it was inconvenient for him to ask, so he didn't worry about it.

The old lady was not angry at all, she turned around and walked out with small steps.

She didn't have a room in the Gao family. The only room she had was a broken house not far from the door of the Gao family. It used to be a horse stable, so she moved in after cleaning it up.

I just got home and opened the door. The room was dark, and I could vaguely see a bed and a small table.

There wasn't even any decent furniture.

The only thing that could be called valuable was the mahogany dressing table in the corner.

The old lady turned on the small lamp on the table, and the room lit up slightly.

He sat in front of the dressing table and looked at his white hair. He didn't know what he was thinking. A faint smile slowly appeared on his face.

It was as if he was reminiscing about something beautiful.

After thinking about it, he suddenly took a breath and said: "There are two most uncomfortable things in the world. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to be raised but cannot be loved."

As soon as he finished speaking, a shadow suddenly rushed out from the shadows and put a knife to the old lady's back.

Under the dim light, the shadow gradually revealed its appearance, but it was not a living person, but a puppet.

"It's been so many years. Is that old monster from Feng Lailou still alive? Times have changed now. It's great to live peacefully, so why bother... poof!"

Before the old lady finished speaking, the puppet thrust the knife forward.

However, when the blade penetrated, it seemed as if it was stuck inside and could not move.

Not only that, but the old lady's head slowly turned from the front, with a sneer on her face:

"The Cai family is getting worse and worse. Back then, Narcissus's skills were astonishing, but now the descendants can only do such shabby things."

As he spoke, the puppet suddenly softened and fell to the ground with a crash. Then a scream was heard from outside the door. When the door opened again, a burly man walked in carrying a corpse.

He bowed down respectfully and whispered: "A total of seven people came to Fenglai Tower, three died, and the rest ran away."