Infinite Script Killing

"Is he dead??"

Xu Tong swallowed, knowing that the old monk's strength was extraordinary, but he didn't expect that a certified player who chased him like a dog could solve it so easily.

At the same time, I also received a reminder from the script world that the interference I received has been lifted and I can return to reality at any time.

How strong is this old monk? Xu Tong was unsure, but at this moment he was afraid that he would never be lower than his master Xue Gui, no, even higher.

Just as he was thinking wildly in his mind, the old monk shook his head and said: "Amitabha, this poor monk is a monk. Monks do not kill. The favor is over. Please go back to the donor."

The old monk turned and left without saying another word to Xu Tong from beginning to end.

In short, this love was returned to him. Xu Tong didn't dare to stay longer. He turned around and ran as fast as he could. He felt guilty. Why did he say that? Well, I won't tell you this for now.

He only said that after leaving the White Horse Temple, he strode towards the ghost market.

"Look, your little man still has his own way of doing things."

The host in the room held his chin in his hand and looked at Xu Tong's figure in the crystal ball.

"If you talk nonsense again, I'll blow your head off!" A-Mei stood behind and heard this sentence, her face was uncertain, and she looked sideways at the hammer at hand.

"Haha, it's okay if it's not. If you don't care about it, I..." The host was still making fun of her. As he spoke, he turned around, raised his head and was about to speak, but when he looked up, his vision went dark.

There was a sound of "Bang!!"

The broken watermelon juice splashed on the wall. Looking at the host's twitching body lying on the ground, A-mei spit out her long tongue and licked the blood off her cheek before carrying the hammer stained with meat sauce. Go outside.

When he walked to the door, he paused and said, "If you dare to say nonsense next time, be careful I will smash you into a pulp and make dumplings for the boss!"

Before going to the ghost market, Xu Tong drank a bowl of beef offal soup at the beef offal soup restaurant, gave Wang Gong a thick stack of guide money, and told him that he planned to go on a long trip this time, maybe in a long, long time. Will come back.

When he heard the news, Wang Gong's eyes turned red and he shouted that he wanted to go with Xu Tong. But then he thought about his parents who were not traveling far away, so he finally said goodbye to Xu Tong full of regret.

The ghost market is still depressed, and there is not even a soul to be seen on the empty streets.

Xu Tong looked at the real and illusory pavilions in the ghost market and stood at the door in a daze for a while.

As the saying goes, when the false becomes true, the true is also false, and there is something inaction and nothingness.

Master has clearly written in Huangquanlu that many ghosts and ghosts in this world are not real. So are there really gods in this world? ?

Yes and no.

Just like the Biluo Fairy I saw in Biluotian, she may be real or fake. What she looks like depends on the appearance in my heart.

In the end, he concluded: "If you believe it, you will have it; if you don't believe it, you will have nothing!"

When they arrived in front of the coffin hall, a middle-aged man was sitting in the coffin hall, flipping the abacus with his fingers.

Seeing Xu Tong's middle-aged brows slightly raised, he looked Xu Tong up and down, then walked forward with a smile and asked Xu Tong what kind of coffin he wanted to buy, and he could introduce it.

Xu Tong was about to open his mouth to explain his purpose, but before he could speak, he heard Daya from the hall screaming: "Headmaster!!"

Xu Tong frowned and heard Daya knelt down at the entrance of the hall and pointed at the coffin in front of her and said: "Master Mercy, please save my family members."

No wonder Da Ya behaved like this. The coffin she pointed to lay inside the coffin, which was a three-tailed fox.

Xu Tong rolled his eyes when he heard this. What was the price of this coffin? Xu Tong had learned from Ji Feiyu that it said there was a life span of three years, but to let her live for three years, even her own life was not enough.

"I don't dare to embarrass the Headmaster. I will save my life. We are all members of the Hu family. She is on my body for the time being. The cause and effect has nothing to do with the Headmaster."

He didn't expect that a girl like Daya could be so kind and righteous.

The middle-aged man on the side saw Xu Tong walking to the coffin, frowning and thinking hard, and he was very sensible and waiting for him to make a choice.

Those who do this are not just for money. The goods are stored here, and there are very few that can really be taken away.

Only those who are truly destined can seek their own destiny here, otherwise if they are blinded by greed, they will be seeking death.

This matter has nothing to do with Xu Tong himself. Since Daya is willing, Xu Tong will not stop him. After nodding his head and agreeing, he will let Daya borrow his body with a click of his heel.

"Huh!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged man on the side raised his eyebrows slightly, and his face suddenly showed joy: "It turns out to be Dongbian's younger brother Ma. No wonder, no wonder, the immortal family has not left seclusion since ancient times, and her soul has been entrusted to me for so many years. I didn't expect that today I can finally return it." Yang, what a joy to congratulate.”

As he spoke, he took out a brush from his sleeve, wiped the dust on it gently, and then handed the brush to Da Ya.

Daya hesitated for a moment, and finally wrote down her current name, Daya.

Before the writing could finish, the fox in the coffin in front of him slowly opened his eyelids. But when he saw Xu Tong, his green eyes suddenly froze, and his three tails trembled slightly, turning into a stream of light and getting into Xu Tong's eyes. Body.

After a while, Daya got off Xu Tong's body and saw that Daya originally had two tails, but now it turned into four.

He knelt in front of the hall and kowtowed to Xu Tong three times.

"Let's make a promise first. If she doesn't, I'll kick her out!" Xu Tong said the ugly things before him. After what happened to his master, he would never be merciful to anyone who offends him.

If the master has changed his fate of three shortcomings and five shortcomings, then the words the master said to himself before leaving will be his commandments from now on.

"Don't worry, Headmaster, my sister and I are one and the same. I have become a disciple of the Headmaster and will obey my orders!" Da Ya quickly expressed her position.

Xu Tong did not continue to dwell on this issue and turned around to explain his purpose to the middle-aged man.

"Oh, it turns out to be you."

When he heard that Xu Tong was actually the master who saved his disciple Ji Feiyu's life last time, the middle-aged man suddenly became overjoyed and hurriedly pulled him to sit down.

At the same time, he shouted several times to the back, calling out Ji Feiyu and Xu Qing. The two of them were extremely happy to see Xu Tong.

Ji Feiyu quickly introduced him. This middle-aged man was his master, Mr. Wu Ju.

Mr. Wu Ju thanked Xu Tong again in front of his disciple and Xu Qing.

It turned out that he was supposed to come back before the Hungry Ghost Festival, but he encountered some troubles along the way, so he was delayed.

Thanks to Xu Tong and Xu Qing, this stupid apprentice was saved from an unexpected death.

Xu Tong nodded politely, then turned to look at Xu Qing and said solemnly: "Ahem, I am here to take you away."

"Take me away?"

Xu Qing pointed to her nose blankly, and asked Xu Tong to confirm whether he heard correctly.

"Yes, I'll take you away. Don't you want to see what the future will be like? I plan to take you to see the future."

Xu Tong looked at Xu Qing with a smile.

If this number had been given to another person, Xu Qing would have summoned a spear and stabbed his brain.

I’ve never heard of people being able to go to the future. Isn’t this just plain kidding? ?

But the person who said this was Xu Tong, a person recognized by even the seventh and eighth masters. Coupled with their friendship, Xu Qing still believed in Xu Tong's character.

"Can you really go to the future?"

Xu Qing looked at him with wide eyes. Xu Tong took out the small soul coffin Ji Feiyu gave him and put it in his hand: "Yes! As long as you are willing, I can take you back."

Looking at the soul coffin in his hand, Xu Qing swallowed, took two steps forward unconsciously, then raised his head and looked at Xu Tong: "Where can everyone have enough to eat?"

Xu Tong nodded.

"Will there still be war there?"

Xu Tong shook his head.

"Then...everyone can live and work in peace and contentment? Can children go to school? Can they eat meat?"

"Yes, internally, there will be bumper harvests every year, peace year after year, the country will be strong, the world will be peaceful, there will no longer be the bad habit of drowning babies in the world, everyone will have medical insurance, men and women will be equal in schools, and the sound of loud poems will be heard all the time. Externally, there will be The iron warriors, armed with steel guns, defend their homes and the country. There are our warships on the vast sea. A Dongfeng missile is enough to frighten the countries in East Asia and keep powerful enemies away from the country."

Xu Tong's eyes sparkled: "Do you want to take a look? As long as you nod, I can take you there now."

As he spoke, the soul coffin in his palm was presented to Xu Qing.

But what was unexpected was that after Xu Qing took a look at the soul coffin, he actually took a step back and rejected Xu Tong's proposal.

It wasn't that he couldn't believe Xu Tong, but after hearing what Xu Tong said, his heart was as agitated as turbulent waves, and his eyes flashed with longing for the future.

"I believe in you, but if that day really comes, I want to watch it and accompany it step by step to get to that day. I am willing to accompany my nation and stand up together. Nothing is more worthwhile than this. Something to be proud of.”

Xu Tong was stunned for a moment, and his eyes met Xu Qing's clear eyes. The two looked at each other and burst into laughter.

Xu Qing's eyes sparkled with faith. As a lonely ghost, perhaps the only thing he could repay to his motherland was companionship.

This sincere look also made him feel that he benefited a lot. He nodded and stopped forcing. After bidding farewell to the three people in front of him, he turned and walked out of the ghost market. As soon as he walked out of the gate of the ghost market, Xu Tong looked at the rising sun in front of him. With a bright smile on his face: "Return!"

Extra chapter: In the dilapidated Zen room behind the White Horse Temple, the old monk gently twirled the rosary beads in his hand. Seeing that the sky outside was gradually getting brighter, he finally sighed and looked at the tape on the table.

"Amitabha! How good it is! One thought arises and one thought disappears. This only increases the troubles!"

He stood up and planned to destroy the tape. After all, it recorded the transaction between him and Xu Tong. The world must not let the world know about Zhang Yong's origin, as it would tarnish the reputation of White Horse Temple.

The old monk held the tape. After hesitating for a moment, he turned around and walked to the old radio on the table. He inserted the tape into it and planned to confirm it again.

"Click!"

With guilt and a heavy heart, he pressed the play button on the radio. As the tape rotated, there was a rustling sound, and suddenly the old monk's face froze.

Just listen to a blushing song starting to play on the radio:

"Come, be happy, there will be plenty of time anyway. Come, love, there will be plenty of foolishness anyway..."

(End of this volume)