In a scripted world where time is unknown, skyscrapers rise one after another.
Medical treatment and education have been developed to the extreme, and civilization has been highly developed to the extreme in this world, but theocracy has also become an almost irreplaceable necessity.
And in the center of the world, a splendid palace stands on the earth like a pyramid.
Thirteen statues of gods that are a hundred meters high, like giants in this world, are looking down at the sky and land indifferently.
"how's it going!"
Bu Luan stood in front of these thirteen statues, with his back to everyone, and no one could clearly see the expression on his face at this moment.
Mr. Zhang held an account book and whispered: "Thirty-six people were killed. Only four of the second-line team survived. Two of them were seriously injured. They have been rescued in the hospital, but the effect is not very good. The curse on them is too strong."
, which is very difficult to eradicate.”
Because this war is not a normal script world, even if they leave this world, they cannot directly recover from their injuries and can only be treated on the spot.
Mr. Zhang glanced at Buluan and saw that he was silent, so he continued: "Meng Changsheng was seriously injured, but fortunately he is from the natural system. He has been sent to the country of nature for treatment, so there should be no big problem."
"Wang Zhang, Dashan, and Chu Yiran, their funerals have been prepared. Why don't you... go and see them?"
Mr. Zhang lowered his voice again.
But he saw Bu Luan casually throwing out two human heads.
These are the heads of a pair of men and women. Judging from the skin color and face shape, they are obviously not Chinese. They are the heads of two powerful gods from the Western camp, the Rose Goddess and the Phoenix King.
"Take it, make tributes to them, ask the Archmage to do the magic for them, and after the first seven days, I will personally send them to the underworld, and also arrange for their families to be settled. That's it, I'm tired."
Bu Luan's voice was very cold, without any warmth.
His long hair was spread over his shoulders, and on one side was his spear.
Zhang Lao originally wanted to persuade a few more words, but when he heard the last three words, there were thousands of words in his stomach, but in the end he still couldn't say them out. He picked up the two heads on the ground and brought a group of people with him.
Get up and leave.
Only after everyone left did Bu Luan raise his head and stare at the thirteen statues in front of him with his deep eyes: "Is this the result you want to see? Or, this time, you are coming from the west again.
What did the gods win? Is it a believer? Or a treasure? Or is it just an insignificant nonsense?"
Buluan stood up and raised his hand to hold the spear. The tip of the spear slid along a trajectory in the air, and then slowly pointed at the thirteen gods in front of him.
However, the stone statue was still a stone statue. There was no movement or response, except for the pair of empty eyes that ignored Bu Luan in front of him.
It seemed like that was the silent answer...
Bu Luan looked at the motionless statue, crackling his fingers, but finally let go of his hand, turned around and strode away with the spear in his hand. He didn't know if it was an illusion.
As Buluan left, the thirteen statues behind him seemed to stare at Buluan with empty eyes, and their contemptuous eyes were more like looking at a poor reptile...
On the other side, Xu Tong has left the exhibition.
He planned to take a trip to the Netherworld while he still had plenty of time.
If not for others, I must go there for the fool to see what is going on in the underworld.
As for the exhibition, Laojunfang has Amei in charge, and Gao Zhuo and the others still need time to digest the script points in hand, so Xu Tong does not intend to take them with him. It is very convenient to enter and exit the Netherworld by himself.
However, before entering the netherworld, Xu Tong still needs to go to Mei's house.
There are two things to do when going to Mei's house. The first is to pay homage to Taoist Meihua and find out what this guy is like.
On the other hand, it is borrowing treasure.
I was too careless last time. I didn't expect things to be so dangerous, so I didn't think about it.
It was different this time. Xu Tong had a strong feeling in his heart that it might not be that simple, so it would be safer to take more precautions.
After calling Meidu in advance, Xu Tong took a taxi and went straight to the train station, planning to take a plane to the city.
The distance from Xiangxi to Chengdu is still very long. Even if I wanted to fly there, there are too many cameras along the way.
Even if it is not captured by the camera, there is no guarantee that it will not be captured by the mobile phone of a passerby.
Speaking of which, it seems that since the pixels of mobile phones have become higher and higher, FUO incidents have become less and less.
In order not to cause unnecessary trouble, Xu Tong could only buy a plane ticket honestly.
Fighting the filthy air in reality, Xu Tong got on the plane and headed straight to Chengdu.
Before the plane entered Chengdu, Xu Tong felt that his second spirit was particularly active.
As soon as Xu Tong thought about it, he knew that this little fat man must want to eat the rice noodles made by his mother-in-law.
"If you bear with me a little longer, I'll let you go eat Chao Shou when it's evening."
Xu Tong comforted softly.
He could feel the joy and expectation in Xiaopang's heart. Perhaps due to the influence of the second soul, Xu Tong's mood improved a lot.
As soon as the plane landed at Shuangliu Airport, Mei Du was already waiting for him at the pick-up station.
"Brother Xu!"
As soon as he saw Xu Tong, Mei Du immediately waved his hand and walked towards Xu Tong.
"Brother Xu, I haven't heard from you for a while. Come on, let's go eat hot pot first!"
"Well……"
In the past, Xu Tong might have readily agreed, but now, Xu Tong is no longer interested in real food.
It's not that he has a taste for it, it's that the immortal body is too repulsive to the real world.
This was not what he wanted, but it was an unavoidable fact.
However, in order not to dampen Mei Du's interest, Xu Tong still agreed.
The two of them were eating hot pot, and Mei Du also opened up his chatterbox and talked about a lot of things.
For example, the recent situation in Qingcheng Mountain seems to be that Longhu Mountain has now taken over Qingcheng Mountain. Some time ago, under the auspices of the Taoist Association, a return ceremony was held.
In fact, Qingcheng Mountain and Longhu Mountain are from the same family, so no one else can find fault with them.
It is claimed that Zhang Haisheng has been in retreat, but only a few people know the truth.
The Mei family has been living a peaceful life during this period, and the newly renovated crematorium is also making money every day.
It's just that their old man's health has been getting worse and worse recently, and he even suffers from hysteria at night. He says that ghosts walk at night, and his family is not allowed to go out at night.
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At first everyone in the family was shocked, but when they came back to their senses, they realized that the old man was suffering from hysteria.
Sure enough, the old man woke up early the next morning, and he didn't know what he said or did.
And it happens every night, making it hard for my family to sleep well recently.
After Mei Du finished speaking, he also looked at Xu Tong's expression and said directly: "Can you help the old man take a look?"
But Xu Tong felt that this was not hysteria.
And hearing what Mei Du said, Xu Tong always had a strong feeling in his heart: "Does it have anything to do with the changes in the underworld?"
"No matter how many things there are, let's go to Mei's house first. If there are no accidents, we'll go call Master tonight and tell them not to go to Netherworld under any circumstances these days."
After Xu Tong made up his mind, he and Mei Du set off to Mei's house.
The Mei family had thought of inviting Xu Tong as early as when the old man suffered from hysteria, but they could not contact Xu Tong and could only wait.
Now that Xu Tong is here, each one is naturally more enthusiastic than the other.
Especially the old man, who never let go of the smile once he saw Xu Tong's face, pulling Xu Tong to talk and laugh. Even Mei Du had never received such treatment.
Xu Tong took the opportunity to find out Mr. Mei's pulse.
Judging from the pulse, there seemed to be no problem at all. Xu Tong tried to inject some pure Yang energy into the old man, but the strange thing was that after entering, this ray of pure Yang energy dissipated not long after.
Seeing this, Xu Tong raised his brows slightly, glanced at the old man with his Life Eye Qimen, and then withdrew his gaze.
"Old man, I came here to see you this time, and I would like to borrow the three treasures of the Mei family."
"Hahaha, that's something from the Plum Blossom family. If you want to use it, just take it. There's no point in borrowing it or not."
Mr. Mei is really broad-minded. When he handed over all the properties of the Meihua line to Xu Tong, he didn't even raise an eyebrow at all.
Now that Xu Tong wanted to borrow the heirloom passed down by Taoist Meihua, he did not hesitate at all. He took off a key from his waist and handed it to Xu Tong, telling him that the Three Treasures of Plum Blossom were enshrined in the box in the ancestral hall, and he could take it away whenever he needed.
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I chatted with Mr. Mei for a while. The old man was very talkative. After chatting for half an hour, he got tired and went back to his room to rest.
As soon as Mr. Mei left, Mei Du's father and uncles hurriedly came forward to ask Xu Tong, but they saw that Mr. Mei had some illness.
Xu Tong's expression gradually became a little troubled, and his expression made everyone in the Mei family feel tense.
Xu Tong considered his words for a while, then lowered his voice and said: "The old man is not sick or in trouble, but... the time is coming."
"when??"
Although everyone in the Mei family understands this term, subconsciously, they are still unwilling to admit it.
He even asked stupidly: "When is it coming soon?"
Xu Tong didn't say anything more, leaving only four words: "The deadline is coming!" After that, he stood up and walked to the ancestral hall.
It's not that he doesn't want to save anyone, but that Mr. Mei is indeed too old. Even if he is healthy and has no disasters, his lifespan has come to an end.
Xu Tong told the Mei family that he also hoped that the Mei family could get together with the old man as much as possible while the old man was still there, so as not to leave any regrets.
"Buzz..."
Pushing open the door of the ancestral hall and looking at the plum blossom Taoist portrait hanging in front of him, Xu Tong took a deep breath, walked forward and bowed his hands: "Meet the Patriarch."
As he said this, he glanced up sideways, but saw nothing unusual in the painting, so he took out the key given by Mr. Mei and opened the iron box under the altar table.
When the box was opened, three plum blossom-shaped hairpins were seen lying quietly in the box.
It is the so-called three treasures of plum blossoms, [Qingming Plum Blossom Hairpin] [Yellow Spring Plum Blossom Hairpin] [Evil Lang Plum Blossom Hairpin]
Xu Tong took out the three plum blossom hairpins and was about to put them into the props book when a wisp of breeze swept across his forehead.