Infinite Script Killing

"Huh~~~"

The boy let out a long breath: "Fortunately, Brother Zhang sent me here in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."

"Hum hum……"

The piggy on the side arched his nose, but unfortunately no one understood what he was talking about.

"Who are you??"

Xu Tong stepped forward and extended his palm towards the boy, but the boy immediately stepped back, pointed to the cinnabar bracelet on his wrist and said, "Don't touch me, this thing will burn my soul."

"this!!"

Hearing the boy's words, he glanced at the cinnabar bracelet on his wrist, which was the bracelet he got when he got the script.

I didn't pay much attention to this gadget at first, but now it seems that it has a purpose that I don't know about.

"My name is Zhong Nan. I reminded them not to trust my uncle before and told them to leave quickly. But they didn't listen and ended up like this."

The boy walked to the table and looked at the paper figures that looked like Zhou Yu and Wang Shaohui. He sighed and said, "It would have been great if you had listened to me."

I don't know if Zhou Yu and Wang Shaohui could hear the boy's words, but a cold wind suddenly rose in the room. The cool wind blew Zhou Yu's hijab, revealing the gray and white face under the hijab.

"Hiss~~!!"

Li Bo felt that the air around him suddenly became much colder, and when he looked at the two paper figures sitting on the chairs, he felt extremely disgusted.

He quickly asked: "Who is your uncle? Do you think this is all caused by your uncle?"

The boy nodded, pointed to the box on the left, and motioned to Li Bo to move the box down: "You will know what's inside the box."

Li Bo glanced at Xu Tong suspiciously, and after seeing him nodding, he walked up and took the box down.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xu Tong picked up the jade plaque on the ground and put it in his hand.

"Why are you in here??"

"I was originally a wandering soul trapped in the village. This piece of jade is a black jade sign, which is best for nourishing the soul. I hid it in it. By the way, I reminded them to be careful about my uncle. I wanted to guide them to give birth, but they didn't. listen."

Zhong Nan had a look of regret on his face, and when he said this, he pointed at Zhang Hao. This guy ran out. Fortunately, he met me, otherwise...

At this point, Zhong Nan stopped talking, but the meaning was self-evident.

Xu Tong glanced at Zhang Hao, but unfortunately he couldn't tell anything from a pig's head.

"Then are they alive or dead now??"

Li Bo said as he moved the box over, while helplessly shaking his open wound, and motioned to Xu Tong to help him tighten the wound.

Zhong Nan also noticed Li Bo's severed hand and said: "They are alive, but like the villagers outside, they were tricked out of their souls by my uncle. If you want to restore them, you can only use the soul-calling bell on my uncle's waist." .”

Zhong Nan opened the box and saw that it was full of paper ingots. After rummaging through it, he took out a small book and found a black and white family photo.

There are three people in the photo, a man and a woman, with a baby among them.

It is not difficult to tell from the man's young age and the honest smile on his face that he is particularly happy inside at this moment.

"My uncle was originally an origami maker in the town. He can't be called a Taoist disciple, but he does know a little bit about the things that have been passed down.

Later, he got a wife and gave birth to a fat boy. He was quite happy at first, but within two years, his son died. His wife couldn't bear the excitement and hanged herself. My uncle has been crazy since then. "

When Zhong Nan said this, he slowly squatted down, curled up into a ball with his hands on his shoulders, looked at the huge village outside the door and said:

“This is the village my uncle built by himself. At first he made human figures out of straw and put clothes on them. People in the town said he was crazy.

Until one day a caravan passed by and took a rest. From then on, the caravan never went out again.

People from the town came to investigate, only to find that all the scarecrows here were alive. It was my uncle who did it... He tricked the living ones into coming here, took out their souls and put them on the straw, and gave them to them with paper. Made of human skin...

It’s scary~~It’s so scary~I want to go home, I...I want to go home..."

As Zhong Nan spoke, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, with a look of horror on his face, as if he had remembered something terrible.

Even a man like Li Bo, who was usually arrogant and domineering, couldn't help sighing and shaking his head silently when he saw the child's appearance.

Xu Tong rummaged through the box and found a rosewood box. He opened it and saw a book inside.

I don’t know what age this book is from. It looks like it will fall apart when you pick it up. The dry and cracked papers inside are like dead leaves in autumn. It feels like they can be blown away by blowing on it.

The book cover also looks a bit old, but compared to the aging of the paper, I don't know how much better it is. I think it must have been re-framed later. The words "Ghost Craftsman's Book" are written crookedly on it.

He tried to open it to take a look at the content inside, but when he opened it, he found that the handwriting inside was not the simplified Chinese characters he was familiar with, nor the traditional Chinese characters. The dragons and phoenixes looked like official scripts, but they didn't feel like it. After reading two lines with difficulty, it was difficult to read again. Read on.

But this thing must be a good thing, otherwise it would not be carefully stored in a box made of rosewood.

Zhong Nan watched from the side as he stuffed the book into his arms. The corners of his mouth twitched, but he didn't say much.

"So, the villagers in this village are actually living people. Then the people we saw burned to death at the foot of the mountain..."

He looked at Zhou Yu and Wang Shaohui lying on the bed. Li Bo stood aside. When he thought of those burnt corpses, his stomach began to churn unsatisfactorily, which obviously left a huge psychological shadow.

"Please, please, help me, help us, we have been trapped here for too long, as long as you can get the bell on my uncle's waist, we can be freed."

Zhong Nan threw herself on Li Bo's lap, crying and begging.

At this time, a notification sound suddenly sounded in their ears. [Main mission: Finding the real murderer] has been completed.

[Main Mission 2: Liberation]

[Mission goal: to free the innocent souls trapped here. 】

[Task reminder: You have to believe that there are some things that living people need, and dead people need even more...]

The cold reminder echoed in the ears of the two people and the pig, which also confirmed that Zhong Nan's words were not false. The truth was revealed. The initiator of everything was the uncle Zhong Nan mentioned.

But is this really the truth? ? He looked at Zhong Nan who was still squatting on the ground crying, and there was finally a hint of disgust on Silan's cheeks.

There will be another update tonight