Infinite Script Killing

Crack!!

A sharp knife split the bushes, and then a foot stepped in. After several cuts, he finally cut a path through the grass in front of him.

Brother, let's... let's take a rest!

Xu Tong slapped the mosquito floating on his arm to death. He raised his head and looked at the sun above his head. His clothes were soaked with sweat. The weather here was so strange. It was as hot as an oven during the day. It was sultry and sultry. It makes people almost breathless.

At night it was very cold and wet, and even if I put a quilt on my body, it would not be warm.

Yang Zixuan didn't say anything. Zhang Hu, who was walking at the back, gave Yang Guanjin a hard push: You bitch, did you point me to the wrong road on purpose? This place looks like barren mountains and ridges. Where did it come from? Ascension Bureau?

I don't know what the Shengxian Bureau is. I only know that there seems to be an ancient city in this mountain. I don't know anything else.

Yang Guanjin's eyes were red and she looked aggrieved, almost crying.

Xu Tong watched from the side and glanced at Yang Guanjin. The playful look in his eyes flashed away, and he immediately returned to his look of being unable to bear the hardship. He bent over and gasped, looking like If you walk a few more steps, you have to spit it out.

Get some rest.

Seeing that Xu Tong couldn't bear it anymore, Yang Zixuan opened his mouth and asked everyone to rest under the shade of the tree.

Brother, what exactly is the Immortal Ascension Bureau? Why does Mr. Zhou insist on looking for this thing? It will cause us to suffer the same fate!

He sat down on the ground and asked as if complaining.

Yang Zixuan raised his eyebrows and motioned for Zhang Hu to explain to him.

We don't know. We just heard old man Zhou mention it. This Immortal Promotion Bureau is...

The Shengxian Bureau, as the name suggests, is related to immortals. Throughout the dynasties, starting from Zhang Daoling, the four great heavenly masters Ge Xuan, Xu Xun, and Sa Shoujian, and even the Taoist ancestor Laozi and the great master Zhang Sanfeng, they practiced Taoism and made elixirs. You know they are What do you want?

In the forest farm office, Zhou Huasheng, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, looked at Captain Wang and others and said in a mysterious manner.

What are you asking for? Aren't you just asking for immortality? It's all the dregs of feudal thinking and pretentiousness.

The police officer sitting next to Captain Wang slapped the table, raised his thick eyebrows, and criticized righteously.

However, his righteous words were met with contempt and disdain on Zhou Huasheng's face, and he finally added: Ignorance!

you!!

Seeing how Zhou Huasheng dared to be so arrogant after being severely beaten, the young police officer couldn't hold back his fists.

Fortunately, Team Wang reached out to push him down and asked patiently: Then why do you think it is? If not to become an immortal, what else could they do?

Hehe~

Zhou Huasheng raised his head, straightened his thick hair, and pointed at the box of cigarettes on Captain Wang's table.

Upon seeing this, Team Wang nodded, motioned to the police officer to give him the cigarette, and stepped forward to light it for him himself.

Hiss~~~Pfft~~~

The carbonized cigarette butt flickered, and a puff of smoke slowly came out of Zhou Huasheng's mouth. Looking at the erratic smoke in front of him, Zhou Huasheng smiled contemptuously:

In 1888, Darwin defined science. From then on, science was officially born. It has only been 102 years, just a hundred years, and the things passed down by our ancestors are... After thousands of years of history, isn’t it ridiculous to use one hundred years to deny thousands of years?”

snort!

Team Wang snorted coldly, sat down and motioned for Zhou Huasheng to continue.

What they want is not life, but death!!

Death? Several police officers looked at each other. They didn't understand what was so difficult about wanting to die. Do you need to practice Taoism if you want to die?

There is no immortality at all. How could the ancestors not know it? But what they pursue is a higher level of immortality, transcending matter, transcending life, and reaching spiritual eternity. This is immortality.

Zhou Huasheng gradually became excited, put the cigarette to his mouth, and took a long puff.

Whether it is Taoist Lao Tzu or the Taoist founder Zhang Daoling, they are actually asking for death. But this death is not an end, but a beginning. Whether it is a military dissolution or an immortalization, at the moment of death, a lifetime of energy is lost. When gods merge into one and break through the shackles of heaven and earth, this is immortality.”

Looking at the misty smoke spitting out of his mouth, Zhou Huasheng's eyes were obsessed for a moment.

Then his voice changed: But not everyone can reach that state, so there is a trick, which is the Ascension Bureau. Using Bagua Feng Shui and the power of heaven and earth, a game is created. This is the Ascension Bureau. According to It is said that in this game, there is a possibility of becoming an immortal.

I've been talking for a long time, but I haven't gotten to the point. Why don't you just run into the deep mountains and wild forests to find a trap? I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, so I just want to ask you if you can lead us to find them!

Team Wang was impatient when he heard this. He had no interest in the so-called supernatural things. No matter whether he lived or died, he just wanted to get his gun back.

Even if there is little chance that the gun will be taken away by the gang last night, he will not give up as long as there is a slight chance, otherwise the law that awaits him will be ruthless!

this……

Zhou Huasheng lowered his head, his eyes flashed, and said with a grin: Okay, I understand Bagua Feng Shui. Although I don't know the location, as long as you find the location where the golden dagger appears, you bring a guide who knows the way. We will set off today. We will definitely be able to find it. Find.

This was what Captain Wang was waiting for, and he slapped the table: Call Old Bart, isn't he looking for his daughter? Let's go into the mountains together and set off today!

Just climb over the mountain ahead.

On the other side, Yang Guanjin pointed to the mountain in front and said to Xu Tong and the others.

so far??

Looking at the top of the mountain so far away, Xu Tong couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He felt as if all the mountains he had never climbed in his life had been climbed, and he couldn't help but cover his forehead.

Yang Zixuan and others also began to show signs of fatigue. They turned around and looked at her suspiciously: It's so far away. Have you, the director of the field, had enough to eat? Did you find the golden dagger after traveling such a long distance??

Yang Guanjin sighed: Every year he goes deep into the mountains to look for suitable seedlings. We often advise him, but he always says that people should leave something for future generations in their lifetime.

Hearing this, even Yang Zixuan couldn't help but feel a little touched. Only Xu Tong frowned, but didn't say anything.

There is a mountain temple ahead. Let's take a rest inside. We can finish the rest of the journey tomorrow.

Yang Guanjin said.

Everyone was indeed tired. The mountains were full of snakes, insects, rats, and ants, and the cold wind blew from time to time when sleeping at night, making it difficult to get a good rest.

So after hearing what Yang Guanjin said, he didn't hesitate. He nodded and walked towards the mountain temple that Yang Guanjin mentioned.

In fact, it’s not that far away, it’s a stone temple standing in a ravine orchard.

The temple has long been abandoned and is surrounded by some wild fruit trees.

Just rest here for the night. Yang Zixuan looked around the temple and relaxed completely after making sure there was nothing fishy.

The mountain temple was very small, and the stone statues enshrined in it were too broken to recognize their original appearance. The few people found a place leeward, took out some food from the prop book, and began to rest.

Yang Guanjin himself was sitting inside, keeping a distance from Yang Zixuan and others.

At this time, Xu Tong took a piece of compressed biscuit, walked to Yang Guanjin, and handed the biscuit over.

Thanks!

Yang Guanjin took it with a cold face and stuffed it into his mouth. Xu Tong smiled and gave him a bottle of water.

She took it as it was, but refused to say a word to Xu Tong.

Seeing this, Xu Tong squinted his eyes, sat on the stone next to her, with a face full of sighs, and whispered: Tell me, how could a selfless and fearless old man like the old farm director be given a handful of gold? Are you obsessed with daggers?

Hearing this, Yang Guanjin's pupils tightened and she bit her lip. Suddenly, a bright red blood droplet overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

This...maybe... She lowered her head and murmured, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Just as beads of sweat began to form on her forehead, Xu Tong suddenly stretched out his thumb and gently wiped away the blood from the corners of her lips. His contemptuous eyes seemed to have understood the truth, and he patted her lips. Forehead, get up and leave.

Looking at Xu Tong's back, Yang Guanjin's face flickered for a while, and he slowly lowered his head to nibble on the biscuit in his hand, but he could no longer hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

Oh, there are so many mosquitoes in this shabby place. I wish I could have bought more insecticide.

At night, Zhang Hu frantically swatted the mosquitoes lying on his body, and when he sat up, he couldn't help but start complaining.

If you want to sleep, just sleep. If you don't want to sleep, go out and keep vigil. Don't fuck yourself here.

Xiong Tao was lying in front of the campfire with his eyes half-closed. He didn't know whether he was asleep or not. When he heard his complaints, he couldn't help but frown.

Zhang Hu seems to have a natural fear of Xiong Tao. After all, the boss Yang Zixuan is reasonable, but Xiong Tao is a tiger, and he will definitely beat you up.

So he curled his lips, stood up and walked out. When he walked outside the mountain temple, he saw pitch black in front of his eyes and could not see his fingers.

The empty mountains give people a sense of unknown mystery, making people feel like they are getting lost here.

That terrible feeling of emptiness hit him, and Zhang Hu couldn't help but shudder. He shuddered, unbuttoned his belt, stood aside and started to drain the water.

What kind of monsters and monsters? I can make you invisible just by soaking in my urine!

Zhang Hu was talking to himself, puffing up his breath, and couldn't help but feel proud as he watched his slick yellow water rushing three feet in the wind and directly onto the branches of the tree.

However, before he could put on his pants, suddenly, a black shadow suddenly passed between the tree branches in front of him.

what!

Zhang Hu was startled and hurriedly reached out to lift his pants. As soon as he reached out to grab it, he suddenly felt a warm current blowing from under his crotch. When he lowered his head, he saw a dark face with sharp claws pointing towards him. With his teeth, he opened his mouth fiercely and bit down hard on Zhang Hu's bag of thousands of sons and grandsons.