Infinity: A Time Travel Korean Horror Film

"That's not possible..." The monk lowered his head guiltily and muttered softly.

"Shut up!" The fortune teller grabbed the monk and stopped the idiot from offending others.

“Um~this sir, oh no, master, may I ask you this time…” The fortune teller had an insincere smile on his face.

"The Ghost Taming Clan has been passed down for a hundred years, and is responsible for catching and taming ghosts." Li Xiaojun said seriously.

"Some time ago, I noticed an evil aura and followed it all the way here. I thought it was a ghost harming people, but I didn't expect it was a monster."

"So? This matter has nothing to do with me. Bye, everyone!"

Li Xiaojun waved his hand and pretended to leave.

"Please stay, fellow Taoist!" said the fortune teller.

Ok? !

Why is this sentence so familiar?

In the Investiture of the Gods, how many fellow disciples of the Jiejiao sect were harmed by Shen Gongbao's words?

Li Xiaojun really wanted to curse at this moment.

Damn, this is definitely not a good sign!

"What do you mean?" Li Xiaojun turned around.

"Master, we want to hire you to catch monsters, is that okay?" The fortune teller is the only one among the three useless gods who lives a decent life, and his understanding of the ways of the world is much better than the other two.

"No problem." Li Xiaojun agreed immediately.

The three gods immediately smiled with joy, OK!

The three of them could finally complete their mission with peace of mind.

But Li Xiaojun's next words directly poured a bucket of cold water on the three people's heads, and they felt very disappointed!

"Two hundred million!" Li Xiaojun uttered two words softly.

"This, this, let's forget it!" said the fortune teller embarrassedly.

"Let's seek help from someone else!" the monk said.

"If Huatan is not here, who else can we invite?" the fortune teller said dejectedly.

"Who else could it be?" the monk asked.

“You mean~~~~” The pastor looked at the monk, and suddenly he knew who this person was.

"That person? No, I don't want that. I get so annoyed when I see him!" The fortune teller shook his head like a rattle.

"Oh? Are there any monster catchers in the country who are as powerful as me?" Li Xiaojun immediately became interested.

"To be precise, he is a Taoist priest." said the pastor with a smile.

"Yes, yes, yes, he is a powerful Taoist priest! Are you interested in meeting a real Taoist master?" The monk really didn't want to let Li Xiaojun, the ghost hunter with treacherous methods, go. After all, he was on the side of humans.

Having more helpers is definitely not a bad thing!

Besides, it doesn’t cost any money.

"Yes, this Heavenly Master is very interested!" Li Xiaojun took advantage of the situation. This was the purpose of his coming: if he wanted to pick up treasures, he had to stick close to the main characters.

Downstairs of the hospital.

When the three gods saw Li Xiaojun getting into a luxurious luxury car, they suddenly felt that the 200 million yuan in labor fees for catching monsters was not so difficult to accept.

Luxury cars, custom-made high-end clothes, all of these show that this person is not simple.

The two cars drove towards a small museum in Seoul.

After parking the car, Li Xiaojun did not get out. The painting that sealed Tian Yuzhi was his first target. He waited downstairs so that he could leave an alibi in the minds of the three gods.

When the fight began, the three gods and Tian Yuzhi were too busy to take care of other things, so he took the opportunity to take the painting away.

Everything happens without anyone noticing!

The three gods got off the car. They had no intention of letting Li Xiaojun, a man of unknown origin, follow them upstairs. It was better to avoid other people when casting spells.

"Since you're here, it won't be too late to meet him before you leave. After all, he is half a god!" the monk said to the reluctant fortune teller.

"He is also half a god?" The fortune teller curled his lips and said, "Pojiao Dao is a god?"

"Don't mention the matter of morality, and don't even mention Mr. Huatan going to Jirisan! Do you understand?" said the monk.

"Let's say a monster has appeared and ask him to help catch it." The pastor came over and said.

"Yes, then we will help him remove his shackles, have a drink with him and talk to him!" the monk added.

"Why should we help him remove the shackles?" The fortune teller said, "After the job is done, just seal him up again. He is not a real god."

"Why would you lie? If you say the ban is lifted, you should help him remove his shackles!" the pastor said in confusion.

"Are you crazy? Idiot." The monk and the fortune teller looked at the priest.

The three gods went upstairs chattering and came to an ink painting. The painting was covered with glass and was obviously a priceless ancient painting.

A mountain occupies a large area in the painting. At the foot of the mountain there is a young man with his back to the crowd. He is dressed in black and wears a wide-brimmed black gauze hat, which was unique to ancient men.

The three gods stood in line, gesticulating with their hands and muttering unknown spells.

There was no response the first time.

After reading it for the second time, the young man in the ink painting suddenly moved his clothes, and then his whole body moved.

"Crash!" The young man in the painting really came to life, broke through the glass cover, and came directly to the three gods.

"Do you still remember us?" the monk hurried forward and gestured as he spoke. One hand made the motion of stroking his beard, and the other hand made the motion of pulling the hair on his smooth scalp.

"Water, water!" Tian Yuzhi had just been unsealed, his mind was in a mess, and most importantly, he was very thirsty.

The pastor quickly found a bottle of white wine of unknown year in the museum, opened the lid, and handed it to Tian Yuzhi.

"Dong, dong, dong!" Tian Yuzhi drank one third of the bottle in one breath, and he felt a little more energetic.

"The monster has appeared again, so the Heavenly Court has ordered you to be summoned to catch the monster." The forced smile on the monk's face made anyone want to punch his face.

too disgusting!

"As long as we catch the monster, I can lift your seal and make you famous!" the monk continued.

"Why?" Tian Yuzhi had just arrived in this world and was curious about everything around him. He drank and strolled around, ignoring the three useless gods.

I finally have my freedom again, why should I do something useless like catching monsters? Isn't it better to just enjoy life?

"Because~ Because you are Master Tian Yuzhi!" The monk began to praise Tian Yuzhi. "Looking around the world, who else can save the people from danger and save the country from collapse except you?"

"Who else has such magical powers as you? Of course it must be you. Moreover, from a moral point of view..." the pastor echoed. Only the fortune teller remained silent. He had disliked this man for a long time.

"Yes, yes, morality! Taoist morality is to punish evil and promote good, to uphold justice, and when evil is in power, it is intolerable and no longer necessary to endure..."

"So it must be you who slays demons and saves the world!" said the monk. He thought to himself that he had accumulated only a few good words over hundreds of years, and now they have all been used up.

Tian Yuzhi, ah Tian Yuzhi, I advise you not to be ungrateful!

"I won't do it!" Tian Yuzhi answered simply.