Infinite Script Killing

"Why did you really let him go like this??" Ji Feiyu was a little unwilling.

"Because I said let him go. As a human being, you must have principles and keep your word." Xu Tong said nonchalantly. He glanced at Yang Wantu's limping steps and disappeared through the gate of the ghost market. , recalling Yang Wantu's words just now, he couldn't help but feel a different kind of emotion.

These older generation guys, they may have been the defenders of the balance.

But times are progressing and society is moving forward. Suddenly one day they find that the balance they depend on for a living is broken. Confusion, fear, and the changes in the new era gradually make them unable to adapt.

In their eyes, they don't know what an era without order, balance, and awe looks like. It is precisely the fear of the unknown that leads them to gradually go to extremes.

I can see through the problems because I come from reality and have personally experienced how the motherland under modern civilization built the atomic bomb step by step, stood up and became a world power.

And they can't see...

Thinking of this, Xu Tong looked at the child sealed in the black mist. Even through the black mist, he could feel the unstoppable aura of the red-tasseled spear in the child's hand.

Even though he was sealed in the black water mine, those sharp little eyes still gave people a piercing feeling, murderous and terrifying.

"How about this?"

Ji Feiyu saw him looking at the child in front of him in silence. He stepped forward and poked the black mist that had condensed into a gelatinous texture with his finger. He glanced around and saw the crutch that Chai Le had dropped on the ground. .

This crutch looked ordinary, but it was actually inlaid with two large, round black gems. Ji Feiyu took the crutch in his hand and poked it at the black mist in front of him casually.

Suddenly a strong wind blew, and the black mist in front of him was quickly sucked back by the crutches.

Without the obstruction of the black mist, I saw the silver-red tasseled gun coming out with a murderous aura, and almost stabbed Ji Feiyu in the head. Fortunately, Xu Tong was on the side with quick eyesight and quick hands, and kicked Ji Feiyu. Kicked to the ground.

Despite this, Ji Feiyu felt his scalp was extremely cold, and his body fell to the ground. It took him a while to realize that he was still alive, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

It was only when he lowered his head that he saw a large piece of hair falling from the top of his head. When he wiped his head with his hand, the top of his head was actually bare, with not a single hair left.

In an instant, Ji Feiyu's face froze, and he covered the top of his head with his hands. He stared at the bewildered child in front of him with resentful eyes and said, "You are too bald to be like this!"

"I……"

The child was startled and glanced blankly at Ji Feiyu, who had a bald head, and then at Chai Le's body behind Xu Tong. He couldn't help but blush, and felt a little embarrassed.

He apologized to Ji Feiyu repeatedly, but Ji Feiyu did not take the matter at ease. Instead, he muttered: "My master once said that I will be decapitated, and I can be replaced by a proxy. Maybe it is not a bad thing."

As he spoke, he looked around and saw a straw hat on the ground. He picked it up and put it on his head.

"It's not safe here, leave now."

Xu Tong pointed to the door behind him and signaled the little hero to leave as soon as possible.

Judging from Yang Wantu's words, Qian Shou and the others may have been planning this plan for more than a day or two. The entire ghost market is their target, regardless of whether they are living or wandering souls.

Although this little hero has meritorious deeds to protect himself, in such a place of right and wrong, it is better to become stronger as soon as possible.

"No, I'm not leaving!"

Although he is very young, his voice is loud and powerful: "Running away when encountering difficulties is a deserter. I didn't do it when I was alive, and I shouldn't do it when I die."

After speaking, his eyes glanced at Xu Tong and Ji Feiyu: "You look older than me, but I was born earlier than you. Before your parents were born, I was already on the battlefield killing the enemy. "

"Uh..." Ji Feiyu bent down and looked at him curiously: "You are a heroic soul. It is said that the underworld will not let you out easily. How did you get out? Why did you come to this place??"

"Because I didn't go down. What's the point of going down? Didn't I hear about the Hungry Ghost Festival? I just came here to see if I could change into some clothes. Who knew that something like this would happen."

"Then follow, and we'll take care of you together."

Xu Tong heard this and did not refuse: "By the way, what should I call you?"

"Just call me Xu Qing." Xu Qing said and the spear in his hand turned into a point of light and disappeared.

Ji Feiyu quietly pulled Xu Tong: "We really have to take him with us!"

Seeing Ji Feiyu still looking reluctant, he curled his lips and sneered: "Who are you showing your grimace to? They are not stronger than you. Who knows who will be dragged down at the critical moment? Just have fun secretly."

Ji Feiyu heard the same thing. Although he looked like a child, he was much better than him in one hand just now. When he thought about this, Ji Feiyu suddenly beamed.

"Woo~"

At this time, the low horn sound echoed in the ghost city again.

The sound of the horn was very deep, and when I heard it, my heart beat faster, and I even felt like I was being summoned.

Along with the sound of the horn, a wisp of green smoke was seen floating on the corpses of Chai Le and the other three people on the ground. The three people who were originally killed by Xu Tong actually stood up again.

No, it was not that their corpses stood up, but that their souls seemed to be affected by something. After floating out of the corpses lightly, they walked towards the direction of the well in front of them in a daze.

Seeing this, Xu Tong and the other two simply followed them.

Along the way, you can see densely packed wandering souls forming a long and orderly queue, slowly walking towards the Well of Life.

"Look over there!!"

At this time, Ji Feiyu pointed forward and saw small lanterns one after another slowly lighting up from every corner of the ghost market.

The shape of these small lanterns is exactly the same as the huge well of life above the head.

The lantern floats up, and wandering souls are sucked in from time to time and disappear without a trace.

"here we go!"

Obviously, this feast of sharing merit has been started, and everyone is frantically grabbing the food on the table.

"What should we do??"

Seeing more and more lanterns suspended in the air, Ji Feiyu's scalp felt numb for a while, as if he had become a fish on the display board, waiting for others to hold out their chopsticks.

"Go up and take a look before we talk!"

The problem is the huge lantern above. The only solution is to destroy the lantern.

So the three of them began to quicken their pace, pushing left and right among the crowd of ghosts, but the horns were still blowing, and the more the three of them walked up, the stronger the sound became.

Xu Qing gradually couldn't stand this sound. Even the soul of a hero is still a soul after all.

But if you continue to go up, I'm afraid Xu Qing may not be able to bear the rest of the way.

Seeing this, Xu Tong's heart moved, and he took out the soul coffin that Ji Feiyu had given him before: "You go in and hide first, and I will let you out after I deal with this broken speaker."

Ji Feiyu nodded when he saw this: "Yes, yes, this soul coffin can protect you. If you hide in it, no one can do anything to you. Just come out when you feel more comfortable."

Xu Qing covered his head, nodded, and his figure turned into a stream of light and got into the coffin. As soon as he entered the coffin, Xu Qing's face suddenly looked much better, and he felt relaxed.

"Hahahaha, merit, merit!!"

Under a small hanging lamp, two young men were leaning forward in joy. Under the light of the hanging lamp, one ghost after another was sucked into the lamp.

With each ghost inhaled, the light of the hanging lamp becomes more brilliant.

They only need to burn the hanging lanterns to obtain the merits inside. Isn't this more comfortable than the ghost temple fair? They have to use various methods to save the wandering souls. They can just sit on the ground and watch. It's just a matter of making money. .

And the speed is not only ten times, but a hundred times faster than the Ghost Temple Fair.

"Hey, at this rate, in three hours, when the rooster crows, the merits will be enough to be worth our hard work for thirty years."

"Hahaha……"

Are you happy, really happy, just like the Warcraft trumpet being brought into the book by the mage, it is simply endless happiness.

Just when the two of them were laughing from ear to ear, they suddenly heard a shout from behind them: "Hey!"

The two of them looked back and saw Xu Tong with his hands clasped in fists looking at them with a smile: "Congratulations on getting rich!"

"Get rich?"

Before the two of them could understand who this person was, they suddenly felt dizzy. Their heads felt as if they had been smashed flat by an eighty-year-old sledgehammer. In the daze, one of them still tried to stand up, but just as soon as he lost his temper, , his chest felt like it was about to explode, he spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground unconscious.

It seems that gaining experience in the soup restaurant some time ago is still effective. It seems that the power of Baishankou is enough to rival the power of magic and corrosive fire.

However, the premise for this is that the opponent has no way to defend himself. Otherwise, unless he can achieve the same level of truth and falsehood, virtuality and reality as his master, the power of Baishankou may be greatly reduced.

But even at a huge discount, it is still very easy to deal with these cats and dogs.

"That's it!" Ji Feiyu stepped forward and grabbed the rope to pull down the lantern.

This small lantern looks small, but its workmanship is exquisite. There are dense writings on it. The principle of the Kongming Lantern is written on it, and a wellhead made of paper hangs below.

It looks similar to the huge lantern above their heads.

“What is written here??”

Ji Feiyu watched it carefully for a moment, but did not recognize the words in the handwriting that looked like ghost drawings.

Xu Tong took it over and took a look, and couldn't help but frown: "It's in English!"

"English??" Ji Feiyu was startled when he heard the words: "Foreign language? Why is the Well of Purity written in foreign language??"

Xu Tong fumbled around in his pocket for a while, took out the soul bead of the bald butcher before, and pinched it against the mouth of the lamp. The soul bead immediately split open. Before the butcher's soul could unfold, it was pulled directly into the lamp by a force. inside.

At the same time, a faint holy breath flashed from the mouth of the well. Although this breath was weak, for him with a dark physique, it was as pungent as poison.

Seeing this, Xu Tong thought about it and probably understood it. He held his chin in his palm and looked sideways at the huge lantern above his head. He couldn't help but said to himself: "Oh, it turns out you are also afraid of being liquidated!"