Infinite Script Killing

As soon as Xu Tong put away the bell, Wumen and Bamen immediately felt like they couldn't resist.

There are thousands of Chinese musical instruments, but only the suona is a rogue.

The other party played a song called Phoenix, and the tempo immediately slowed down in the middle of the performance. The joy suddenly turned into mourning, mourning in mourning, and sadness in laughter. Everyone's scalps went numb for a while, and they were surprised to find that the expressions on their faces could not help but follow the sound of the suona. Sometimes I cry and sometimes I laugh, and my heart suddenly tightens.

"Quick, back up!!"

The person shouting was an old Jianghu. His roar was filled with fierce energy, which made everyone's ears buzz. However, everyone immediately realized that something was wrong and quickly pulled the person next to them back far away. .

"It's amazing. I didn't expect to meet such a loudspeaker team here!"

Someone stepped back more than ten meters away and rubbed his face, only to find that his face was extremely sore, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

The people who can come here today are all famous masters in the world. Even they have been tricked without knowing it. If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that they would have to dance to the music without knowing it. A small cup of tea can kill you in a moment.

As the saying goes, I don't know what the song means when I first hear it, but when I hear it again, I feel like I'm in a coffin.

Fortunately, the crowd on the street had been sent away unknowingly by strangers like them using different skills, and the huge street was already empty. Otherwise, just this song alone would have caused countless people to suffer.

"They are from Lijiagou. They are the most powerful in the ringer class. Now the one who takes action is Li Ming, the leader of the Lijia class. There are still a few people behind him who haven't done anything. Otherwise, they will rely on Liuzimen's flower drum. These two boys from Pingzimen have already gone to see the King of Hell."

The person who knew the basics told everyone, and when everyone heard that it came from Lijiagou, they immediately understood and a look of relief appeared on their faces.

Those who don't understand will find out after asking in a low voice that in Lijiagou, the whole village relies on ringers to make a living. This place once produced three masters who were famous among the lower classes.

While everyone was talking, it turned out that the three of them could no longer resist.

Under the sound of the suona, there was a sneer: "Hey, since the three of you don't want to make friends, then don't blame our group for not preaching, let's send you on your way."

As he said this, other people in the sound instrument class slowly raised their instruments. Just when they were about to play a group ensemble, suddenly there was a sneer from the crowd: "Why, are we from the Eighth Door so easy to bully?" What??”

The sound came from the crowd, but when everyone followed the sound, they found that the other party had already arrived beside Xu Tong and the others.

This person appeared so suddenly that even Xu Tong was surprised and looked him up and down.

I saw that the other party was dressed in crude linen clothes, cloth boots on the soles of his feet, with long black hair and beard, and sunglasses on his eyes. But when he looked at the long sail with Tai Chi painted on it in his hand, the origin was immediately clear.

"The first of the eight gates, the leader with a golden prefix and golden dot, Master Chu Zhao!"

When everyone saw clearly who was coming, everyone who knew him let out a cry of surprise. They didn't expect that this man was here too.

The so-called golden point refers to the general name of all the fortune tellers in the world. Chu Zhao calls himself the golden point leader, and the meaning is self-evident.

Everyone in the world knows this master. I didn’t expect to meet him here today. Now I’m going to see something good.

"It's said that the Li family's ringer team, now you, Li Ming, have taken over the position of the old team leader, but why do I feel that your fate is about to end, and the Li family's ringer team may have to change its owner."

As soon as Chu Zhao said these words, everyone changed their minds, and even the people in the ring team couldn't help but feel a thump in their hearts.

It's like when you go to the hospital to see a doctor, the doctor takes one look at you and says directly: "You are going to die, please eat and drink quickly." I believe if it were you, your mood would be particularly complicated.

Because of Chu Zhao's identity, if he said this in public, it would be equivalent to setting a flag. If it didn't come true, he would be slapped in the face.

But based on his title of Master Chu Zhao, he knew that this man had not been slapped in the face before.

Li Ming, who was hiding in the corner, only paused for a moment and then continued to blow harder.

Seeing that the other party did not listen to his dissuasion, Chu Zhao shook his head, pinched his fingers as if calculating something, then raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and thrust the long sail into the soil ahead.

Suddenly the long and loose sail seemed to be blown up by the wind.

Xu Tong immediately felt that the sound of the suona in his ears suddenly dropped, as if someone had turned down the switch of the stereo. No matter how hard the other party played, Xu Tong and the others did not feel anything was wrong.

Not long after, the sound of the suona stopped, and a frustrated Li Ming came out, cupped his hands towards Master Chu Zhao, and looked at Xu Tong: "Little brother, I have something urgent, can you please help me?" Keep the immortal treasure, and our Li family class will repay this kindness twice as much in the future."

Before Xu Tong could speak, Master Chu Zhao sneered and said, "Li Ming, don't waste your time. Why did your father change your name? You changed the name that was agreed upon twenty years ago." No."

One sentence made Li Ming's expression change again and again.

The word Ming is a homophone for Ming.

A child from an ordinary family would not be given such an unlucky name.

But at that time, his father had a friend whose family was not very stable. He asked his father to go and have a look, but he suffered from bloody stiffness. I won’t tell you the details. Anyway, in order to save this friend, his father poisoned Yin Cao Youming. He swore that he was willing to sacrifice his son's forty years of life to ask for help.

At that time, Li Ming's name was Li Tianxiang. After this incident, his father changed it to Li Ming.

At this moment, Master Chu Zhao said these words, and everyone was surprised and couldn't help but feel surprised.

Li Ming's face also flickered. His health was getting worse and worse during this period, and he often felt that his end was approaching. It was precisely because of this that he became interested in the immortal treasure when he heard about it.

It is said that that thing has the power to change one's fate against the will of heaven, and it may allow one to live a few more years.

But now Master Chu Zhao's words undoubtedly rejected his idea. Li Ming suddenly smiled bitterly on his face. He couldn't beat him or talk about it, so he could only hand over his hand and lead the people away.

After only a few steps, Li Ming's face was swollen and purple, and his whole neck was stretched open as if a winter melon had been stuffed into it.

Before anyone could understand what was going on, he fell to the ground. His death was extremely ugly.

Everyone took a closer look and found that Li Ming had a dog-skin plaster on his lower back at some point.

But this dog-skin plaster seemed to have undergone some chemical reaction, and it began to bubble green bubbles, exuding a pungent stench.

Now everyone immediately understood that it was the second door, and the person with the name was here.

I looked around, but I couldn't see any signs hanging on the door.

Today in the eight gates, the tunes of Jin, Gua, Ping, Liu, and Xu Tong are basically coming together.

"It's your own fault!"

Chu Zhao seemed to be no exception to Li Ming's death, as if he had already expected this outcome.

Because this plaster was not just put on, it is not difficult to see if you look closely, it has been put on for two days.

He came to deal with the people from the Eight Gates with plaster on the Eight Gates, and he didn’t know who gave him the courage.

After Chu Zhao finished speaking in a low voice, he looked back at Xu Tong, took a step back calmly, and stuffed a small cloth bag into Xu Tong.

"Come on, let's go. I see that everyone is on the side of the eight gates today. I will protect you once, but the trap you are pushing is too big. It depends on your luck whether you can survive. Run to the northwest. Maybe there is still a chance. Open it when you are desperate. have a look."

After Chu Zhao finished speaking, the woman on the side looked at each other and the two brothers from the Pingzimen looked at each other, but in front of them was Master Chu Zhao, the general of Jindian, who was two levels older than them. Unless his master or father came, there would be no one. These juniors are qualified to interrupt. This is the rule.

Xu Tong looked at the kit handed over by Mr. Chu Zhao, but did not reach out to take it. He just grinned: "Thank you very much, senior."

After Xu Tong said that, he ran out without looking back.

Chu Zhao was also stunned for a moment, looked at the kit in his hand, and then at Xu Tong's back. After a moment, he shook his head and smiled: "This ghost!"

As soon as Xu Tong left, Mr. Chu Zhao stuffed the bag of tips into his sleeves and looked at everyone with a smile: "I'm sorry, everyone, this road is blocked today."

Who dares not to listen to Master Chu Zhao’s words? This is Commander-in-Chief Jindian. Even if he draws a line on the ground and says you will die if you jump over, do you dare to jump?

It is precisely because of this that no one dares to touch Uncle Chu Zhao's troubles rashly.

But having said that, if this road doesn't lead to other roads, there are still other roads. Seeing that Chu Zhao didn't say that he wanted to save the guy, they immediately lost their fear and turned around to change their route and chase him from another place.

There were also a few people who saw this situation and simply stopped chasing. Instead, they walked over to invite Master Chu Zhao to drink. After all, this was a rare opportunity. If they were coaxed well, they might be more polite than Master Chu Zhao. Any fairy treasure is strong.

Master Chu Zhao was also happy to enjoy the compliments of these people, and he went to drink with these people, as if he had no intention of getting involved in the rest of the matter.

This also made many people feel relieved.

After all, after so many years, although the eight families have long been strangers to each other, they are still one family. If Mr. Chu Zhao insists on intervening, things will be difficult to handle later.

As for the three juniors from the fifth and eighth sects, they were naturally not qualified to follow Mr. Chu Zhao to eat, drink and have fun. But before leaving, they got the tips bag given to them by Master Chu Zhao. Each tip bag had a specific time written on it. .

As long as you open the bag of tips at this specific time, you will naturally be able to save yourself from danger.

Among them, the drum girl from Liuzimen had the brocade bag in her hand at the current time. Seeing this, the drum girl simply opened the brocade bag and took a look, only to see two words written on it: "Go back."

Looking at these two words, Gu Niang muttered blankly for a moment, not knowing what she was thinking of, and raised her hands to the two brothers beside her: "Golden mountains will never change and green waters will flow forever. If you have any difficulties in the future, you two brothers can go to Guizhou to seek help." I, my little sister, have no excuses."

"Junior sister, you're welcome. Have a good trip. If we meet again in the future, we will have a good time over wine and never come home until we're drunk."

The eldest brother from Pingzimen cupped his hands with enthusiasm, while the brothers on the side could only hold their hands silently and said: "Me too."

The three of them said goodbye to each other. From then on, they were strangers in the world, and they thought they would never meet again. However, when they met again, the three of them drew their swords and fought to the death.

Of course, these are all things for later, let’s not mention them for now.

Soon after everyone dispersed, the streets were filled with people and flowers blooming.

As for Li Ming's body, it was naturally carried away by the Li family. After all, it was useless to say anything since the person was dead. The body needed to be disposed of as soon as possible.

Furthermore, Lijiagou is in the northeast. It is rare for everyone to take a trip to the capital of L city, so they don’t bring any local products. Why don’t they all say that Beimang is good, so they might as well bury Li Ming’s body in Beimang. Well, it’s not a trip in vain.

On the other side, Xu Tong had a new face.

This face was fabricated by himself. At first glance, it looked a bit like Mr. Song, but he was much younger than Mr. Song.

When I looked up, I saw an eagle circling in the sky above me.

Xu Tong took a glance and knew that he was still within the surveillance range of those people.

But now we are in the downtown area, and strangers like them don't dare to be arrogant enough to take action in such a place.

"Strange, how did they find me??"

Xu Tong frowned. He had already used Jack's mask to change his appearance two or three times, but no matter how many times he changed his appearance, he never escaped the opponent's eyes.

If I don't solve this problem, I'm afraid the next days will be difficult for me.

When the time comes, not to mention helping Chen Jian investigate the case, he can't even go to the Beef Offal Soup Restaurant, so he won't be able to gain experience and increase his mountain buckle.

Although he didn't know how the other party could always find him, when he saw the eagle above his head, Xu Tong always felt that strong sense of voyeurism. It was this guy who did it. He just flew too high and he had a bad temper. nothing.

Thinking of this, Xu Tong raised his eyebrows and walked to a noodle shop on the street. He called for a bowl of noodles and started to eat. How about filling his stomach first?

As for why he didn't accept Chu Zhao's tips, there was naturally a reason, because there was a separate article in Mr. Song's book where he mentioned that the Jinzi Sect was the weirdest.

You may say that they are knowledgeable, but I always feel that they are just heretics. You may say that they are good at calculations, but I have never seen them win the lottery.

In short, this group of people have some and rich knowledge, but they do not want to join the ranks of the three religions and nine streams. Instead, they are willing to be street fortune tellers and live a life without a meal.

But in their eyes, they are the ones who master the secrets of fate, and there is a technique called the skill bag to change fate.

As long as you accept the bag of tips he hands you, your destiny will begin to be manipulated by his fingertips.

This is the scariest part. Even though Mr. Chu Zhao might use this technique to help him escape, leaving his fate to a completely unfamiliar stranger is something only a fool would do.

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