Infinite Script Killing

The woman froze, raised her head suddenly, and looked at Xu Tong in front of her in surprise.

But Xu Tong looked disapproving, and just hugged her waist and continued: "The soul cannot stay in the world of the sun for long, otherwise it will become muddled over time. It seems that you have been here for a long time. Not only have you not changed, but you have seen... It becomes more and more alive as it goes up, and even blends in with the crowd without any harm, it must have absorbed the yang energy of a lot of living people."

Xu Tong narrowed his eyelids, as if he could see through the woman's thoughts. His deep gaze made the woman's body tremble uneasily, but she did not dare to resist.

She knew that she had met a capable person today. The other person could reveal her identity and obviously would not be afraid of her at all.

Biting the corners of his lips, as if struggling with something, he whispered in Xu Tong's ear: "Let me go, I'm willing to do anything, I don't want to go to the vagina."

Xu Tong didn't respond when he heard this. In fact, he was just curious. He had no intention of eradicating evil and promoting good. He just looked at the old man dancing aside. He saw that the old man was still sitting on the chair after saying goodbye to his dance partner. Is waiting for something quietly.

"He's dying!"

Hearing this, the woman's expression changed and she turned her head sharply, but then she seemed to understand something and glared at Xu Tong: "You are trying to frame me!"

The corner of Xu Tong's mouth raised slightly. The woman's hazy eyes when she looked at the old man just now were too complicated. How could a performing master like Xu Tong not see it.

But he didn't mean to trick her. The old man had a lot of yang energy, but it was a bit too much. Instead, he looked like an eighteen-year-old boy. Xu Tong guessed that the woman might have secretly given the yang energy she sucked to the old man. I want to use this method to help him survive.

But doing so is detrimental to the harmony of the world. The old man is not a strange person. With so much yang energy piled up on his body, his body has already been unable to bear it. Looking at the destiny above the old man's head, it is a withered willow tree with leaves on the treetop. They have all withered, and only one or two dark yellow leaves are still barely remaining.

It seems that just a gust of breeze can blow down these two leaves. As for when this gust of breeze will happen, maybe tomorrow or the next second.

In the Theory of Tiaoshen, it is said that the heart stores the spirit, the lungs store the soul, the liver stores the soul, the spleen stores the mind, the kidneys store the will, and the brain is the house of the soul.

Yang Qi is born in the spleen, rooted in the kidneys, and sprouts in the liver. Excessive Yang Qi will inevitably lead to excessive liver fire and damage to the soul. Over time, the five internal organs will be out of tune. At first glance, it does not seem to be a serious problem, but in fact, it is Like a willow tree that has been fertilized too much, the roots have been burned to death, making it difficult to absorb nutrients.

Xu Tong combined his own fortune-telling and the theory of regulating spirits he had read to draw a conclusion. I am afraid that this old man is already terminally ill and has no way to save himself. The reason why he can still dance here at this time is entirely because he has sufficient yang energy. As a result, the kidneys are fed back, and the kidneys store the will, making the elderly feel energetic.

Well, to put it simply, it means returning to the light.

"how so!!"

When the woman heard Xu Tong's words, her face turned ugly for a moment. Could it be that she had harmed him instead? ?

When she thought of this, the woman's eye circles immediately turned red, but she was a ghost after all. She had no tears. No matter how sad she was, she couldn't cry a single tear.

Xu Tong looked at the old man's fate and thought about whether he could change his fate, but after thinking for a long time, he could not think of any way.

Qi Men’s skill is amazing.

It is a passive skill and can often only give you a feeling, but if you don't have a feeling, you can only rely on your own judgment.

Of course, this may be because the level of Qimen is too low. I wonder if it will be improved after upgrading in the future. Thinking of this, Xu Tong couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart: "Sure enough, I still need to study more. When I go to the exhibition tonight Let’s see if we can find any divination-type prop cards to match with the Fate Qimen.”

"Go, he seems to be waiting for you. If you go to the Netherworld, you won't have a chance to jump again. After all, the Lord of Hell doesn't like the beauty of adulthood like I do."

Xu Tong let go of his hand and half-jokingly reminded the woman to hurry up. Not everyone's soul has the opportunity to stay in the world.

The only things that can stay in this world are those who die unjustly and unjustly.

In the case of the old man, nine times out of ten, after death, his soul will be drawn into a specific place, waiting for some evil spirit to come and take him away.

After the woman was stunned for a few seconds, she seemed to understand something. She turned back to look at Xu Tong, bowed slightly behind Xu Tong, then stood up on her toes and walked out of the dance floor towards the old man. In just a few steps, she , the woman’s face has already changed a lot.

It can't be said to be very beautiful, but it is a bit more stunning than before.

The old man sat on the chair and felt that after dancing, his body was getting more and more tired, but he still wanted to wait because the dance hall usually closed at 10 o'clock.

Although he didn't believe in any miracles, he just wanted to wait. Maybe it was because people became stubborn as they got older, or maybe the older generation liked to get into trouble. He had waited for such a night countless times. But today is destined to be different.

A pair of familiar burgundy high-heeled shoes appeared in front of him. The old man was stunned. He slowly raised his head along the shoes. When he looked at the face he had never forgotten under the light, the old man's tired expression was swept away. .

Back then, we said goodbye in a hurry on a rainy night, and never saw each other again. Now, when we meet again, there are no young people with white hair under the lamp.

Looking at the hands thrown towards him, the old man slowly stood up, gently held his hands, and walked onto the dance floor together.

"Boss, change the song!"

Xu Tong didn't know when he had walked to the bar, glanced at the old-fashioned radio on the bar, and handed over a tape and two bright red bills.

"Okay! Want something to drink?"

The boss took the tape generously. Requesting songs was not a rare thing here, but this was the first time he brought his own tape. He took the money and the tape and asked casually.

"Coke, with ice!"

Xu Tong leaned against the bar, staring at the man and woman who re-entered the dance floor.

The boss skillfully put the tape into the radio and pressed the play button. A lyrical old song sounded in the dance hall.

Accompanied by the melodious and moving singing, the two people on the dance floor stared at each other, as if they had thousands of words to say in their hearts, but for a while they didn't know where to start.

"If I hadn't met you, where would I be and how would my life be..."

But fortunately, when the music sounded, the singing seemed to replace the voices of the two of them, and countless words began to beat together with the steps of the two.

"As time goes by in a hurry, I only care about you, and I am willing to be infected by your breath. How often can you find a confidant in life, and it is not a pity to lose the power of life..."

The dance is slow and elegant, jumping on the dance floor. At this moment, it seems that even time has slowed down in this music.

In the dim light, the old man seemed to have returned to the time he had missed forever. Under the flashlight and with the dancing, it seemed that time was going back to that day forty years ago. His body gradually became taller and taller. , with short black hair and a handsome young face, as if going back in time, lightly holding the girl's fingers in her palm, her white skirt fluttering, the light and shadow intertwining, like an elf.

"Let time go by in a hurry, I only care about you..."

Xu Tong held up the Coke and drank it sip after sip. He was not interested in the love entanglement between the infatuated man and the resentful woman in front of him, because sometimes, the process is not important, but the result is what people like to see.

Under the singing, the two people who seemed to be separated from each other gradually gathered together. Until the song ended, the old man gently held the woman's finger with his palm and bent to make the final bow of his life. The two people on the dance floor gradually Disappeared in Xu Tong's sight...

The coke is very sweet. Xu Tong put it to his mouth and sipped it lightly, but it was more like he was slowly reminiscing about the dance he just performed. They say that time is something that cannot be seen, but here, it makes people seem to have so much A touch of contact with time.

"Bang!"

A sudden scream from the booth not far away interrupted Xu Tong's interest. When the boss heard the noise, he rushed over and saw that the old man on the chair had closed his eyes at some point.

There was a happy smile on the wrinkled cheeks, just like a child who had a sweet dream, and was silent in his dream, falling asleep forever.