Infinite Script Killing

Mr. Wenyuan sat on the chair for a long time, seemingly accepting the fact that he was dead without difficulty.

Xu Tong did not wait to think any more and continued: "Sir, you are now the body of a Yin God, but this is not a good path."

The so-called Shinto means naturally to accept people's incense and cultivate into a righteous god.

Yinshen is just a process, not a result.

Only by being recognized by the world can one become a Yang God, otherwise it is an evil way.

Therefore, if Mr. Wenyuan cannot go further, after more than ten years, the Ma family's fortune will decline, and Mr. Wenyuan will also be destined to die together.

As for reincarnation, I'm sorry, if you choose to stay in the human world, it has nothing to do with their underworld.

"Fortunately, I met an immortal at Taoyuan Temple a few days ago. The immortal taught me a magical method that can help you escape from the sea of ​​suffering, but..."

Xu Tong hesitated.

"Just what??"

Wenyuan asked.

"It's divided into 30 and 70."

Wenyuan sighed. He obviously understood that his situation was not good. Hearing this, he sighed: "It costs 30% for one mouth. This immortal is too dark."

Xu Tong shook his head: "No, 70% belongs to others, and we take 30%..."

About dawn, Xu Tong walked out of Wenyuan's room.

The servants couldn't help but be surprised when they saw Xu Tong walking out of the school room.

Xu Tong hummed a little tune all the way to the main hall, where Ma Qi was eating with his grandma. When Ma Qi saw his son coming back, his face suddenly lost its good looks.

"Niezhang, where are you fooling around again? With three thousand taels of silver, you plan to separate from me!"

Xu Tong grimaced, rolled his eyes, and hid beside his grandmother.

"Forget it, forget it, he went out for a trip, and I heard that everyone who went out with him died. Our son was lucky enough to come back, just to calm him down."

After the grandma finished speaking, she glared at Ma Qi angrily: "You too, go to a place as far away as the mountains, and you don't stop me. If something goes wrong, what will I do if you want me to do it?"

Ma Qi knew that he was in the wrong, so he could only hold the bowl and put his head in his mouth to eat. While eating, he muttered: "I never knew that something like this would go wrong. Besides, didn't the person come back safely?"

After saying that, sensing the unkind look in Grandma's eyes, Ma Qi put down the bowls and chopsticks: "I'm full!"

After saying that, he stood up and walked out. Before he reached the door, he glared at Xu Tong angrily and said, "I'll spare you this once. I'll go back to work as an errand tomorrow."

After Ma Qi left, the eldest lady pulled Xu Tong over and quickly asked someone to serve Xu Tong rice.

By the way, he didn't forget to ask what the name of the new maid in his room was.

The new maid that the eldest grandmother said was the female thief. Xu Tong naturally had his purpose in bringing her back.

When the eldest grandma asked, she waved her hand: "It's not a maid, my friend. I will send her to the palace tomorrow to be a palace maid, so she can have a place to live."

Xu Tong is eating here.

The streets outside were very lively, and rats came out of nowhere and made noise all over the city.

Some people even woke up in the morning and found mice lying on the bedding, busy carrying on the family line.

Those who have mattresses are fine, but those who live in chicken feather houses are even worse.

If there were only one or two, it would be easy to deal with, but now there are too many rats, making people and dogs restless.

Someone invited a rat-catching team. As a result, early the next morning, the rat-catching team's house was full of rats, and they bit the rat-catching team members.

It is said that half of the lifeblood of the captain of the rat-catching team was bitten off.

As soon as the news came out, no one's mouse-catching team dared to catch mice anymore.

Just when people were at a loss what to do, a fat Taoist priest suddenly appeared on the street. The Taoist priest walked to the street and saw a group of people surrounding a rat cage, and quickly stepped forward to stop him.

"Hey, no!"

Everyone was seriously harmed by these rats. After hearing the Taoist priest's words, they couldn't help but look back.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord."

The Taoist priest kowtowed and waved the whisk, and the rat cage opened.

What's even more surprising is that these mice did not run away, but crawled in front of the Taoist.

The Taoist reached out and grabbed one of them, and after asking him what was going on, the mouse squeaked, jumped to the ground, and led everyone forward.

"Oh my god, these rats have become sperm??"

Seeing the mouse leading the way, the people were shocked. Some people even knelt on the ground and shouted that the mouse fairy had appeared.

I saw the mouse leading everyone to an alley.

At the end of the alley is a dilapidated house, with the doors and windows locked, and no one knows what is going on inside.

Next to the alley is the Ji Feofang slum, and there is no one living nearby.

Wait until they open the door and take a look.

Everyone was stunned. In this inconspicuous house, there were more than ten people lying scattered around. Some of these people were almost dead, and some were already dying.

Everyone looks skinny.

"Don't go in, these people are sick!"

Upon seeing this, the Taoist priest hurriedly stopped everyone from entering the house. After careful observation, he concluded that it might be a plague. He asked the government to notify the government and ask the government to recruit doctors, and explained:

"These rats did not deliberately come out to cause trouble, but came to report to you in advance under the instruction of a blessed immortal. Fortunately, we discovered it early. If we had waited a few more days, the plague would have spread, and by then there would have been countless casualties, and the people would be in dire straits. "

When these people heard this, they all asked about the name of this blessed immortal and which immortal he was.

"This one, he has a long story..."

The fat Taoist priest pinched his beard and began to educate everyone about the matter.

At the same time, statues of Lucky Immortals began to be sold on the streets. Not only could they keep you safe, but as long as you sincerely made a wish to Lucky Immortals, Lucky Immortals would bless you.

"Old man, look, this is Fu Xian."

An old lady came in carrying a wooden lump and placed it on the altar table in front of her.

The old man looked at the old woman's nervous look, then glanced at the little rice left in the tank and sighed: "What the hell, Fu Xian? No matter how hard you think of, it's hard to say whether our family can survive this year. "

The old lady was helpless when she saw this. Nowadays, the price of rice is getting more and more expensive, one price every day. If this continues, whether they can survive until next year is one thing.

Thinking of this, the old lady knelt on the ground, looked at the statue of the Immortal of Fortune, and remembered what the man who sold the statue said, please go back to the Immortal of Fortune, you must be sincere, sincerity will lead to success.

It can be regarded as an attitude of giving it a try. It is always better to have hope than no hope.

As a result, the two of them slept until midnight when they heard something moving in the house.

But they didn't care. Their family was so poor that even if a thief came in, they would have to go back empty-handed, so they just buried their heads and continued to sleep.

The next morning, while the old man was still lying in bed, he heard a scream, which made the old man tremble.

"What's wrong!!"

The old man picked up the stick and rushed into the kitchen, only to see the old lady standing in front of the rice vat in the kitchen, looking ecstatic.

Looking again, the empty rice vat was actually filled with rice.

They are not the only ones in this situation. When people had the mentality of giving it a try, they found that it actually happened.

Now the name of Fu Xian became very popular.

"Did you hear that Fuxian was born?"

"Isn't that right? Nowadays, statues of Immortal Fu are extremely rare."

"Stop talking, I'll go and ask for one. Then I'll see if I can make a fortune or something."

"Hey, you are not good at this. It is said that you have to be sincere. I don't care about a fortune-seeking immortal like you."

Rumors about Fuxian can be heard from time to time on the streets along the way.

But these have nothing to do with Xu Tong. He is not Fuxian. At best, he is just a shareholder of Fuxian.

I provided packaging and initial financial investment for Mr. Wenyuan. As for the responsibility of transporting food and listening to the people's prayers, I naturally left it to the great steward Ji Xiang.

All the credit goes to Mr. Wenyuan. When the time comes, he will only need to give himself part of the incense as reward. This is fair.

In this way, even if something happens in the future, it will be his own business and has nothing to do with him.

As for the incense merits obtained, Xu Tong found out awkwardly that he seemed to have no use for these things. The practice method of worshiping Shankou still required a large number of evil ghosts and ghosts, which had nothing to do with it.

So Xu Tong kept some of these things, and gave the rest to Daya and the others.

So, if you do this yourself, isn't there any reward? ?

Of course there is, and it’s not just an ordinary return.

Just last night, my proficiency in Qi Men suddenly increased to a thousand points.

It directly broke through to level LV3.

After the breakthrough, I suddenly had a deeper feeling about the unknown.

He raised his head and looked at the majestic Forbidden Palace in the distance. He saw red smoke billowing and a thin golden dragon wailing at the bottom of his lungs. Behind the golden dragon, coiled with a large python, the golden dragon was almost out of breath. Angry.

Looking to the other side, I saw vague outlines vaguely emerging over the huge capital city. These outlines were hidden or visible, and it was difficult to detect without looking carefully.

People often say that there are gods three feet above the head. He thought these must be those so-called gods.

Just as he was thinking about it, he looked up and walked to the palace gate.

An old eunuch was standing there waiting for him. Xu Tong looked back at the woman behind him: "Go in and be a little palace maid first. I will take care of you inside. Don't think about escaping, otherwise..."

Yang Qi shuddered when she heard this. She was already familiar with the methods of Mr. Ma in front of her. Just last night, while Huo Wuji and others were not around, she stole a sum of money and tried to escape, but she just escaped. Not far out, he was blocked by a group of rats.

She could no longer resist the slightest thought of resisting this terrible demon, so she nodded obediently, walked to the old eunuch reluctantly, and was pulled into the palace by the old eunuch.