Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

Zhao Tu's body trembled slightly.

He raised his head, mumbled his mouth, and finally asked: "Master Daoist, you... how sure are you?"

"Never mind how sure I am." Su Mo stood up now and walked towards the door: "I am now the only hope for your town."

"Trust me or die."

Looking at Su Mo's back, Zhao Tu hesitated a little, and finally chased him out.

Now that the whole town has completely fallen into eternal night, it means... her revenge has already begun!

At this time, the moon had completely turned dark red, as if it had been condensed with blood.

The scarlet moonlight fell and shone on Zhao Tu, but what was reflected was a thick skeleton.

Zhao Tu stared blankly at his body, then raised his head after a long time, his eyes were dull: "Taoist, I..."

"You're already dead."

Su Mo looked at him and said softly, "It's just that you haven't noticed it yet."

If a ghost does not know that he is dead, he will still do things according to the habits of his life every day, just like a living person.

The only difference is that ordinary people can't see them.

And this town is full of weirdness and weirdness, so everyone in the town regards Zhao Tu as a living person.

Of course...it's hard to tell whether they themselves are humans or ghosts.

Zhao Tu was silent for a while, but finally let out a wry smile: "I thought that as long as I died, I could be freed...I didn't expect that even if I died, I couldn't be freed."

"Forget it, it's indeed time to end... Daozhang, come with me, I'll take you to a place."

He opened the door and just walked out.

Su Mo and Chang Shijie followed closely behind.

On the street, a group of townspeople were walking in a neat queue when they heard the door opening and turned their heads at the same time.

Their heads rotated 180 degrees, and their dead fish-like eyes just stared at the two and one ghost.

Chang Shijie's face was a little pale, and Zhao Tu subconsciously took a step back behind Su Mo.

After all, he always regarded himself as a human being.

Seeing such a strange scene at this moment, it is natural to feel frightened.

Su Mo patted him on the shoulder: "Just lead the way, and leave everything else to me."

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He waved his hand lightly, and dozens of paper figurines instantly became the size of ordinary people, filled with evil spirits.

The evil spirit on the big knife in his hand condensed a faint red light, which looked like a blood-colored knife light!

"It's all cut off."

Following Su Mo's order, dozens of paper figurines rushed towards those evil spirits with big knives.

puff- puff-

The voices sounded one after another. Any evil spirit, as long as it is cut by a big knife, will instantly change into two pieces, and then turn into a black liquid and seep into the ground.

In less than a dozen breaths, the pair of evil spirits were all beheaded.

The paper people automatically stood around the three of them.

"The Taoist priest is really powerful." Zhao Tu gave a sincere admiration, and strode towards the village.

Along the way, all kinds of evil spirits appeared.

But under the knife of the paper man, everything turned into black water and perished.

The closer it is to the center of the town, the more and more powerful the evil spirits will appear around it.

The evil spirits that could be killed with a single blow before now require several cuts to kill them, and some even counterattack a few times before dying.

Of course, their counterattack is no different from scratching an itch for the paper figurines with copper skin and iron bones and evil spirit protection.

Chang Shijie's expression became more and more shocked.

He had never seen such a magical and powerful spell.

If so many evil spirits were placed in those provincial capitals, the entire city might be wiped out.

But under the hands of this young Daoist priest, there were only a few dozen paper figurines, and they were easily wiped out!

Thanks to what I said before, I will protect him after leaving the town.

Now it seems that people don't need their own protection at all.

Even Xie Chong couldn't stop the big swords of those paper figurines, let alone ordinary beasts?

Su Mo's mind was not on these evil spirits.

He walked along, observing the houses on both sides.

However, it was found that all the townspeople had fallen into a deep sleep, and even such a fierce fight on the street did not wake anyone up.

Similarly, none of those evil spirits entered the house, and they were all crowded in the streets and lanes.

Without the worry of safety, Zhao Tu's pace naturally moved quickly.

He walked along the main street and finally came to the middle of the town.

It was an ordinary wooden house, not much different from the surrounding houses.

But the wooden house was surrounded by various fences, and the gate was tightly locked by an iron chain.

Even the surroundings of the wooden house were tied with layer after layer of iron chains!talent.

Chapter 167

The location of this wooden house is very hidden, it is sandwiched in the innermost part by seven or eight wooden houses.

Zhao Tu led them through a path with seven turns and eight turns, and finally saw his true face at this moment.

It's no wonder that Su Mo didn't notice it when he wandered around Qingfeng Town before.

After all, he could only wander around casually before, rather than probing inch by inch.

Zhao Tu stood outside Libazhuang and hesitated for a long time, with a very complicated expression on his face.

There is fear, there is melancholy, mixed with lingering guilt.

Su Mo glanced at him, and before he finished recalling, he directed a paper figurine to come forward.

The big knife flashed its luster, and the long rusty lock was directly chopped into pieces.

The iron chain wrapped around the wall fell automatically, hitting the ground with a muffled sound.

The muffled sound seemed to hit Zhao Tu's heart, making him completely determined.

He stepped forward, pressed both hands on the wooden door, and then backed away forcefully!

The secret that had been sealed for more than 30 years finally came to light with the opening of the wooden door.

A cold breath came from the house, accompanied by a rotten smell.

Su Mo followed Zhao Tu into the room, and Chang Shijie, who was standing outside the door, looked at the dark street and the seemingly endless evil spirits that had started to gather again, and finally gritted his teeth and walked into the room .

Su Mo left dozens of paper figurines at the door of the house, and ordered them to kill all the evil spirits that approached the wooden house.

The room was very dark, Su Mo opened his palm, and a lotus lantern appeared in his hand.

The lotus lamp was ignited with the talisman fire. Although the flame in the lamp was not big, it emitted a light no less than that of an incandescent lamp, completely illuminating the whole room.

What caught my eye was a wooden stake!

The style of the wooden stakes was exactly the same as the wooden stakes that Su Mo had seen on the altar to bind those who chopped off their hands and feet.

But on this wooden stake, there is a rusty iron chain.

The iron chain was stained with blood. After decades, these blood stains had even seeped into the steel, making the entire iron chain appear dark red.

A faint fishy smell came from the chain.

Zhao Tu looked around the room.

"What are you looking for?" Su Mo asked proactively.

"Find something that digs the earth."

Su Mo waved his hand lightly, and the paper figurines instantly grew in size, and each paper figurine held a shovel made of white paper in his hand.

It's just that these shovels reflect a metallic luster under the light.

"Where to dig?"

Zhao Tu, who was immersed in the magic of paper figurines, was awakened by Su Mo's voice, and he pointed to the bottom of the wooden pile: "Oh...it's there, let your... these paper figurines be as careful as possible .”

Su Mo nodded, and with an order, several paper figurines began to dig quickly.

After digging down to a depth of about half a meter, Zhao Tu quickly said, "Okay, okay, let's go here."

Su Mo beckoned, and the paper figurines retreated, but the shovel in his hand turned into a big knife, guarded by his side.

Zhao Tu walked over tremblingly, and when he was three or four meters away from the stake, he knelt down on the ground with a plop.

He just rubbed it with his knees, then bent down and carefully dug in the pit with his hands.

Suddenly, Zhao Tu paused.

Then, a wooden box was slowly pulled out from inside.

A large number of runes were engraved on the wooden box, and these runes actually shone strangely under the moonlight.

And as soon as it was illuminated by the moonlight, the whole box began to vibrate, and there was a bang bang bang sound inside.

It was as if something was hitting hard inside, trying to get out of trouble.

"Soul Sealing Curse?" Su Mo looked at the runes on the wooden box, and suddenly said, "Who drew this for you?"

"The Taoist master knows this talisman?" Zhao Tu asked in surprise.

Su Mo glanced at him: "What do you think?"

In today's Taoism, the technique of talismans should belong to the leader of the Tianshi Taoism in Longhu Mountain.

Below is Maoshan.

And Su Mo, as the true biography of Maoshan, although he did not learn one talisman, he still understood most of the talismans and their functions.

This soul-sealing curse, as the name suggests, is to completely suppress ghosts.

But this kind of spell is rarely used by righteous people.

Because the ghosts sealed by the Soul-Sealing Curse will not die, but will endure great pain and torture day and night.

The pain and torment of ghosts is the nourishment that the Soul Sealing Curse needs to absorb.

In this way, the more painful and weak the ghost is, the stronger the Soul-Sealing Curse will be, and as time goes by, the ghost will be completely dissipated and unable to be reborn forever.

And no matter what a ghost has done, righteous people are only responsible for killing it or sending it to the underworld.

At that time, all crimes will naturally have the underworld to decide how to punish them.

Therefore, although the Soul Sealing Curse comes from the righteous way, it has never been heard of any righteous person who actually uses this spell.

Su Mo stared at the trembling box, frowning tightly...

Not because of the Soul Sealing Curse, but because of the ghosts inside!

Although the Soul Sealing Curse is extremely sinister, its power cannot be denied.

Ordinary grievances and ghosts, if they are sealed in it, their souls will fly away in a few months.

Even if it is stronger, it can only last for a year or two at most.

But looking at the old traces on this box, it has a history of at least several decades, and the ghost inside has not dissipated!

And Zhao Tu carefully wiped the dust off the box, and then placed it on the table.

"It's been 30 years...I've sealed you for 30 years, but after all, it's still a curse, and it's time for you to see the light of day again."