Infinite Script Killing

After a few days, the news of Tiangan's great victory had spread throughout the world.

Of course, it goes without saying that the whole country cheered and the people celebrated. The emperor even granted amnesty to the whole world, exempting the people from taxes for three years to rest and recuperate.

The cleaning work at the foot of Langshan Mountain was similar. A large number of northern barbarian corpses were piled up into a hill and burned in a fire.

So much so that the burning smell can be smelled from more than ten miles away, and when the wind blows, gray ashes are scattered like goose feathers and heavy snow.

Chang Wuzhen and Li Bo complained wildly, saying that they had no environmental awareness at all.

At this time, Gao Zhuo opened the tent and said obscenities: "I will give you some advice. Who should I guard against? Your father."

Originally, he proposed to bury some of the corpses on the spot. With so many corpses, bury them in the ground, cover them with soil, sprinkle some water, and count one, two, three, four, and five, and a brand new mass grave will be created. This is a refinement. A treasure trove of corpses.

As a result, he was suddenly told that the military law ordered that all enemy corpses could only be burned, and friendly corpses should be buried three feet apart, in groups of three, to prevent the corpses from being infected by evil spirits!

Isn't this just like pointing at Gao Zhuo's nose and saying, I'm just guarding you.

Not only Gao Zhuo was worried, Xu Tong was also worried.

I originally wanted to go out at night and use the mountain clasp to capture some of the undead souls who died in the battle to replenish my Yin soldiers, and then slowly upgrade them to increase the number of nightmare cavalry.

As a result, when I went out and saw, my dear, they had built a mountain temple not far from where the corpse was burned.

The mountain god's land is responsible for accepting ghosts, and these tens of thousands of ghosts were directly taken away by the mountain god.

I was helpless and found myself lonely, with a depressed look on my face.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

There was a soft cough from behind the soft body, and then a hoarse laughter was heard: "Hey, you want the ghost body, what's the problem?"

Xu Fan opened his eyes. His complexion was much better now than a few days ago. Xu Tong cooked a large pot of meat soup every day. In addition to giving it to Ge Zhuo and others, Xu Tong also gave Xu Fan a portion. .

This dragon rice nourishes the body the most and is the ration of the dragon clan in the sky. For people with extremely weak bones like Xu Fan, it is better than ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum.

Just when Gao Zhuo was cursing, Xu Fan had already woken up.

"Oh, please give me some advice."

Xu Tong narrowed his eyelids and looked at Xu Fan. He placed a hand on Xu Fan's pulse and injected part of the pure Yang Qi into Xu Fan's body.

Although this uncle Guo had some difficulty dealing with him, he really couldn't let him die. Not only could he not let him die, Xu Tong also wanted to win over him as much as possible.

At least before they officially fell out with the Xu family, the uncle-in-law played a big role.

Xu Fan lay on the soft couch, closed his eyes, and whispered: "There is a heavenly prison outside Lin'an City. They are all extremely vicious masters. They are hundreds of times stronger than these ghosts who died in battle. If you need it, you can go in and get it." , but don’t blame me for not reminding you, there was a lot of resentment in the prison that day, and my father would personally go to the prison every year to use his aura to suppress the resentment in the prison."

"hiss!"

When Xu Fan said this, Xu Tong immediately slapped his forehead. Good guy, why did he forget about a place like Tianlao?

I remember that when I and Zhang Haisheng were working on the same script, Lu Zhi was lurking in Tianlao and almost released all the resentful souls in Tianlao and caused a catastrophe.

This Tianlao is an excellent Feng Shui treasure land.

"Hey, thank you uncle Guo for reminding me!"

Xu Tong looked back and found that the uncle had fallen asleep again.

Seeing this, Gu Xibai and the other three also went out to stretch their muscles. After all, although the tent was comfortable, they felt bored after lying in it for a long time.

When Xu Tong saw Xu Fan sleeping soundly, his heart suddenly moved and he called out the props book and looked at the prop card [Dream Walk] in the props book (from Chapter 1 of Volume 14).

【Dream Walk】

Di passive skill 1: full of energy

The holder of the prop card is always in a full mental state.

Passive skill 2: Can’t dream at night

Item card holders will no longer be able to dream.

Active skill 3: Nightmare Walker

It consumes 3,000 script points. After activation, you can transform into a nightmare walker, able to enter other people's dreams at will and distort the other person's dreams to a certain extent.

Duration: 4 hours

(Note: Don’t try too hard, you can have everything in your dreams...)

This prop card is the reward given to you after the last settlement of the scenario world.

He didn't clean up this prop, just to keep it fresh. Seeing that the uncle fell asleep again, Xu Tong became a little curious, and with a thought, he tried to activate the active skill, Nightmare Walker.

With the activation of the skill, Xu Tong's thoughts began to slowly come out of his body, as if his soul was separated from his body, but there were subtle differences. When he looked at it, he saw a slight smile on Xu Fan's forehead. After Xu Tong tried to touch the rising white light, his consciousness was immediately sucked into Xu Fan's dream.

Suddenly, with a ray of white light, the picture in front of him gradually became clear.

Whether it is a person or an animal, when sleeping, the mental defense is at its weakest and most vulnerable to attack. The so-called monsters, ghosts, and even gods will choose this time to easily enter people's consciousness.

Therefore, in many myths and legends, there are often stories of gods entering dreams to impart Dharma, and demons entering dreams to harm people.

Moreover, during sleep, the door to people's subconscious will be opened, and some of the most profound memory fragments will emerge, allowing monsters and ghosts to peek.

Now that Xu Tong has transformed into a nightmare walker, he has the ability to travel through dreams, and he can directly see the most profound memories in Xu Fan's mind.

What was unexpected was that Xu Tong thought that Xu Fan, the uncle of the country, must have lived a carefree life since he was a child, at least not worse than Ma Hongwen.

What came into view was a small, cold room.

A thin quilt with two holes in it, the cotton inside is negligible.

A child who looked to be no more than seven or eight years old wrapped himself tightly in a quilt, but he still couldn't help shivering. Looking at that pale little face, one couldn't help but feel distressed.

“Is this the memory of Xu Fan’s childhood??”

Xu Tong stood beside the bed, feeling very surprised.

From the daily necessities in Xu Fan's tent, we can see how exaggerated this guy's daily necessities are. His luxury of wanting to wipe his butt with gold is completely inconsistent with everything in his dream.

Just when Xu Tong was wondering, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and several women in gray clothes pushed the door open. The next moment, they roughly pulled Xu Fan up on the bed. It was already the coldest month of winter, and the cold towels were all wet. He wiped it on Xu Fan's face without wringing it out, and then pushed Xu Fan out of the door with urging and impatience.

Xu Tong followed closely, and when he walked out of the room, he realized that the room Xu Fan lived in was so shabby, it was clearly like a small woodshed.

Compared with the rich and gorgeous decoration of other rooms, it is a completely different world.

Xu Fan was forcibly dragged to the front hall, where he saw that breakfast had been prepared on the table in the front hall. Set against the exquisite tableware, the breakfast even shone with a hazy golden light.

Xu Tong wanted to get closer and take a look, but found that it was blurry and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Looking back, I found that Xu Fan had not come in, but was standing outside the door in a far corner, waiting like the servants.

At this time, a woman in gorgeous clothes sat down with the support of a group of maids with her big belly. Under the woman's delicate appearance, there was a majesty that people dared not look at directly.

The woman turned a blind eye to the delicious food on the table and just picked up the bowl of chicken soup and drank it.

Suddenly the woman raised her head, and her delicate face gradually turned into the face of a venomous snake, and then it turned into a huge venomous snake and came towards him, opening its bloody mouth, trying to devour him.

Immediately after, the screen went dark, and a ray of cool firelight illuminated Xu Fan's thin face, but at this moment, there were a few more wounds and bruises on his already thin face.

In front of him was a pot of simmering chicken soup. Looking at the aroma permeating the pot, Xu Fan's pupils were still struggling, and finally he stretched out his palm tremblingly and put a packet of poison into the soup pot.

"He's poisoning!"

Xu Tong stood behind Xu Fan and looked at the reflection reflected in the soup pot. It was the scene of the woman who drank the chicken soup and fell to the ground and died.

But at this time, a big hand reached out from the darkness, grabbed Xu Fan, and suddenly raised it high in the air.

Xu Tong followed the changes in the dream and looked behind him. His heart suddenly trembled. A man as tall as a mountain stood in front of him. The man's face was covered by shadows and his expression could not be seen clearly, but anyone could feel the man. With an angry aura, Xu Fan was lifted above his head by the man with one hand, and he would be smashed into a pulp in the next second.

But the strange thing is that Xu Fan is smiling.

His laughter was harsh, in stark contrast to the man's anger.

Under Xu Fan's laughter, the man finally placed him gently on the ground.

At this time, an ironic scene appeared. The servants who had been cold-faced towards Xu Fan rushed forward one after another and brought the most gorgeous clothes and the most delicious food to Xu Fan. His residence transformed into It is as spacious and bright as a royal palace.

He won and he was the only heir.

Even if he commits a heinous crime, it cannot change the fact.

But Xu Fan was not happy. The figure of that man stood behind him all the time.

This man held a bright broadsword in his hand, and more and more female relatives appeared around him.

The number of female relatives is increasing, and the knife in the man's hand is getting closer and closer. For Xu Fan, every moment is a kind of torture.

He was afraid that if one of the women had a bulging belly, the next moment would be the day when he would die without a burial place.

Seeing Xu Fan in a quagmire in torment, Xu Tong frowned slightly, and a bold idea arose in his heart. He suddenly stretched out his palm, and the warm pure sunlight in his palm tore apart the darkness in front of him and illuminated it. On Xu Fan's body.

Xu Fan was stunned, feeling a long-lost sense of relaxation under the sunshine, as if all the pressure in his body had disappeared in an instant. When he raised his head and looked into the warm light, he saw Xu Tong's broad shoulders. The figure is slowly extending its palm towards him...