Infinity: A Time Travel Korean Horror Film

At around nine o'clock in the morning on the fourth day, a pure black car stopped and three men in suits got out of the car.

In the originally quiet crowd under the old willow tree, there were suddenly a few not-so-loud discussions.

Li Xiaojun slowly opened his eyes, he knew that the person he was waiting for had arrived.

"Hello, Master Cui!" Shen Minghui had a kind smile on his face. He took a step forward and shook hands with Li Xiaojun.

"Hello, Mayor Shen. How could this junior dare to trouble you?" Li Xiaojun thought to himself, am I afraid that you won't come?

"I've been very busy with official duties recently, so I came here as soon as I had some free time!" Shen Minghui said enthusiastically, looking very approachable.

"I'm honored to thank the mayor for his concern!" Li Xiaojun said, "I didn't know the mayor was looking for me~~~~"

"I'm here to tell you good news," Shen Minghui said. "After my proposal, leaders of various departments discussed it and unanimously agreed to designate the land within 200 meters around the willow tree as construction land for the City God Temple."

"Thank you Mayor Shen for your support!!! Thank you very much!" Li Xiaojun looked grateful and thought to himself, the situation is already established, so why should I be afraid that you won't take the bait?

"Shen Minghui!"

"Shen Minghui!"

"Shen Minghui!"

...

Upon hearing that the mayor had personally approved the land for the City God Temple, the people around immediately shouted Shen Minghui's name excitedly.

"I have repeatedly stressed that the city of Chongqing must develop both economy and culture in parallel, and that the key is to focus on inheriting and promoting traditional culture."

Seeing that the expected effect had been achieved, Shen Minghui deliberately said a few more words, trying to increase his presence and favorability.

"Building a strong economy and a civilized city is the focus of our city's future work. I would like to take this opportunity to ask everyone to supervise and spur my work and work attitude, and build our common home!"

After Shen Minghui finished speaking, the cheers from the onlookers became even louder.

When Shen Minghui finished his speech and was about to return, Li Xiaojun quietly called him.

"Mayor, please excuse me for a moment!"

Shen Minghui kept smiling and took Li Xiaojun to the car alone. The two bodyguards beside him immediately understood and walked five meters away.

“Master Cui, what are you doing?” Shen Minghui was confused.

"The mayor helped Cui a lot today, so Cui has something to advise you about." Li Xiaojun pretended to be mysterious.

"Please speak!" Shen Minghui suddenly became interested.

"Stay away from Chi Qingchen!" Li Xiaojun said word by word.

"What do you mean?" Shen Minghui's face changed drastically after hearing Chi Qingchen's name.

"Chi means pond. Qing means clear and clean. Chen means subjects. These three words together mean, subjects in the clear pond." Li Xiaojun talked nonsense in a serious manner, but it was confusing enough for the people of South Korea.

"What if the pond is no longer clear and has become polluted? Or what if the pond no longer exists?"

"The environment has changed, the home is gone, and the obedient subjects in the pond will turn into resentful ghosts!" Li Xiaojun said with a hint of meaning, deliberately looking towards the large lake filled with garbage and sewage in the front left.

"Mayor Shen, what kind of vengeful ghosts in the pond have you heard of?" Li Xiaojun asked.

"Water ghost, water monkey?" Shen Minghui couldn't hide his panic when he saw the direction Li Xiaojun was looking, so he said casually.

"In East Asian culture, water ghosts are water monkeys. And the name of the monkey in the Chinese zodiac is (Shen)." Li Xiaojun ignored Shen Minghui's changing expression and continued,

"Clear water is a loyal subject, while dirty water becomes a resentful ghost. If Cui's guess is correct, the only link between you, Mayor, and Chi Qingchen should be a pond!"

"That is why the resentful evil spirit in the pond has brought you great trouble, and it will definitely find you in the end."

"So, I implore you, Mayor, not to have any contact with this evil ghost, let alone cooperate with him. Otherwise, you will be doomed."

Li Xiaojun finally managed to smooth over his words. His purpose was not to help this beastly mayor, but to block all of Chi Qingchen's escape routes.

As for who becomes mayor or president, it doesn’t matter!

When flies compete for food, even if they win, they just monopolize a pile of shit.

Li Xiaojun's words, which were full of loopholes, made Shen Minghui break out in a cold sweat!

"Thank you for your guidance, Master! I'm taking my leave!" Shen Minghui got into the car and left in a panic.

Seeing this, Li Xiaojun felt that his performance was quite good.

Ah!

Chinese culture is profound and extensive!

Who should be fooled next?

Of course, it is Su Wen, the strongest protagonist of the show.

Just as Li Xiaojun was thinking about how to fool Su Wen, people from a distance came over, and the three people in the lead were holding several drawings in their hands.

"Master Cui, this is the blueprint of the City God Temple designed by a few of us old guys with reference to ancient records. Take a look~~~~" Zhang Jianmin is an archaeologist and folklorist with considerable prestige and knowledge.

"Nine is the extreme number." Li Xiaojun was so obsessed with his trick that he didn't even take the drawing to look at it before continuing to trick him.

"So, if there are more than nine copies of the drawing, choose the ninth copy; if there are no more than nine copies, choose the sixth copy; if there are no more than six copies, choose the third copy. For the rest, choose the first copy."

Ouch I'm going!

Zhang Jianmin and his friends were stunned.

This is the master! Oh no, it’s the Heavenly Master!

Choosing a drawing requires extreme numbers, which is too traditional, too literary, and too unfathomable!

After the blueprints were selected, Li Xiaojun pretended to count on his fingers and said, "The groundbreaking ceremony will begin at 10:30 today!"

When the time came, Li Xiaojun burned three sticks of incense to the old willow tree. Then, with the sound of machines and the noise of people, the construction of the City God Temple began.

Because there were so many people, it took more than ten days for a two-story ancient brick and wood City God Temple, nine meters high, fifteen meters long and nine meters wide, to stand on the ground in Chongjin City.

(Narrator: Due to the plot requirements, construction speed*10.)

The old willow tree stood upright in the southeast corner of the temple. When the breeze blew, the willow branches swayed gently, as if they were very satisfied.

Since Li Xiaojun didn't know which deity to enshrine, he ordered someone to carve a seven-star sword out of wood, paint it with gold, and place it in the middle of the altar.

However, this boring act secretly coincided with the will of Heaven, and triggered the Prison Suppression in his body to interact with it.

The moment the gold-painted wooden Seven-Star Sword was placed on the incense table, the golden chains that stretched across the prison suddenly moved rapidly, like a dragon ready to devour its prey.

At the same time, a corner of the pure white heaven turned into a dilapidated gray, and the gray was still growing, eroding the pure white heaven bit by bit.

All the Holy Spirits were horrified, and the prophesied Antichrist appeared as predicted.

The presiding judge, who was wearing a uniform, raised her right hand, and a white dove suddenly appeared on the back of her hand. After the presiding judge whispered a few words to the dove, the dove flew towards the southeast.

On the other hand, Li Xiaojun did not notice the changes in his body because the best person he was planning to fool had arrived.

Su Wen, leaning on a crutch, slowly walked into the newly built City God Temple and met Li Xiaojun.

"Cui~ Hall Master!" Su Wen felt that the title of Hall Master was rather awkward.

"Su Wen, what's wrong with your leg..." Li Xiaojun asked knowingly.

"Without my identity as an exorcist, I'm a useless person now!" Su Wen smiled ugly.

"Who knows, it might be a good thing?" Li Xiaojun said gently. He still had a good impression of this poor high school student.

"Master Cui, you are joking!" Su Wen scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I'm serious." said Li Xiaojun.

"Ah?!" Su Wen didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Have you ever thought that the so-called Holy Spirit could be a demon?"

Li Xiaojun never stops talking until his words are shocking.