Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

"Congratulations to the host, beheaded fifteen newborn zombies, and gained [-] merit points."

Ordinary zombies actually only have one hundred points of merit.

But this group of zombies is different.

The body energy of the royal zombie was so heavy that these people acquired a body as hard as iron just after they turned into zombies.

In the original movie, even if a steel knife cuts on them, their bodies cannot be completely cut off!

Therefore, the system gave [-] points of merit to each zombie.

Su Mo waited for a while, and slowly frowned.

That royal zombie didn't come over?

The royal zombies themselves have a strong corpse aura, but the evil aura on these paper figurines is relatively restrained, so there is absolutely no way to scare them away.

In the end, he pushed open the wooden door and walked towards the group of corpses.

Jiale and Qingqing wanted to follow, but were stopped by Yixiu.

In the end, only Qianzuru and Simu followed behind him.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, Qianhe's eyes flashed regret: "Junior Brother Su, can I burn them?"

His four apprentices have been by his side for five or six years, but he didn't expect that all of them died here now.

Moreover, he still turned into a zombie and died. After being beheaded, his soul was scattered, and he could not even be reincarnated.

"Brother, please."

Anyway, the merit has already been earned, Su Mo doesn't mind selling him some face.

"Thank you, Junior Brother." Qianhe stepped forward and pinched out the talisman.

Due to his weakness, he took a lot of effort to let the talisman burn, and threw it on the pile of corpses again.

Looking at the lingering flames, Qianhe was silent for a while, and finally let out a long sigh.

"Since I have chosen this path, sooner or later there will be a day when I kill ghosts, monsters, and zombies, and die for the righteous way, and I deserve to die!" Simu comforted beside him.

Qianhe nodded, and walked towards the house lonely, with a somewhat bleak look from his back.

Four Eyes sighed.

But Su Mo looked at the darkness in the distance, and said softly, "These zombies are just a small problem, and that royal zombie is a big disaster."

"Once it is really thrown out by it, the consequences will be disastrous!"

"Then what should I do?" Simu also frowned, with a sad face on his face: "The forest is so big, it's not easy to find a zombie that is constantly moving?"

".¨I have a way."

Su Mo walked to the door of the wooden house, and said to Jia Le, "Jia Le, bring the Bagua table and the jar containing the corpse poison."

"Yes!"

Jia Le agreed, and hurried to the backyard to move the gossip table, and Yixiu also ran to help.

Although Su Mo also has it in the storage space, it is used to store supplies for emergencies.

Now that there are four eyes here, of course it is better to use ready-made ones.

Not long after, the gossip table was set up properly, and the pot was put aside.

Su Mo took out a piece of white paper and folded it into a thousand paper cranes.

Then uncover the talisman on the jar.

In an instant, the evil spirit mixed with the stench permeated the air.

Su Mo squeezed his sword fingers, dipped his fingertips in the cinnabar, and then touched the candle.

With a burning finger, he brushed the edge of the jar.

The black corpse gas rushed out of the jar, swirled around the flames, and was finally bounced into the Thousand Paper Crane by Su Mo.

The thousand paper cranes were tainted with the aura of corpses, while the talisman fire was burning outside.

It flapped its wings, slowly rose from the table, and then flew into the distance (Li Lizhao).

"Follow Thousand Paper Cranes, and you'll be able to find that royal zombie!"

Su Mo gave a hasty instruction, and just followed Qian Zhihe into the darkness.

And Simu also put on the magic weapon, and shouted to Jiale: "Jiale, you stay here with Junior Brother Qianhe, I'll go over and see how to play."

Yixiu also said to Qingqing: "Take care of that child, I will go with the two of them to deal with the zombies."

Seeing all three of them leave, Jiale said to Qingqing and Qianhe, "Qingqing, Uncle Qianhe, let's go in quickly."

in the dark.

The thousand paper cranes covered in flames danced in mid-air, like a large firefly, barely illuminating the surrounding environment.

Su Mo followed closely behind, his eyes gleaming with golden light, and his yin and yang eyes were still opened.

The night is no longer an obstacle to him, just like the day.

Simu and Yixiu followed closely behind.

boom -

Suddenly there was a deafening muffled thunder in the distance, and the night sky seemed to flicker. .

Chapter 200

"It's not going to rain, is it?"

Yixiu looked at the disappearing thunder in the sky, feeling a little worried.

The cloudy air condenses in rainy days, which is more conducive to ghosts and ghosts.

Moreover, such things as talismans and incantations are also very easy to be washed away by rain.

Therefore, for those who practice Taoism, the time of rain is the worst weather.

"The three of us are here, even if it rains, we can subdue that zombie." Yixiu had a confident expression.

Four eyes glanced at him: "Hmph, it's better for us to subdue it instead of giving it extra food."

While the two were arguing, the speed of the paper crane gradually slowed down and finally stopped.

After Su Mo rushed over, he didn't find the royal zombie.

The Thousand Paper Crane landed on a pool of ashes, then burned slowly, and finally turned into a part of the ashes.

"This is..." Su Mo knelt down, picked up some ashes with two fingers, and sniffed them between his nose.

A burning smell was accompanied by a faint stench, and a slight tingling sensation came from the fingertips.

Ichikyu and Four Eyes did the same.

Not long after, Su Mo said, "This pile of ashes should be left by that zombie."

He raised his head and looked at the night sky: "There is still a slight electric current in the ashes. If my prediction is correct, this zombie... should have just been struck by a thunder!"

Four eyes and Yixiu looked at each other, and at the same time remembered the muffled thunder just now.

"So, that zombie has been killed by the thunder?" Yixiu put up a leaflet and recited a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, goodness, goodness, heaven has eyes to punish evil spirits, we can rest assured."

"Old bald donkey, I'm afraid it's not as simple as you think."

At this time, the four eyes did not forget to choke him, looked at the pile of ashes on the ground and said: "These ashes are too small, obviously not the entire body of the zombie."

"Correct."

Su Mo pointed to a series of footprints spreading ahead: "This zombie didn't die, but left."

"Tianlei should just shed a layer of skin."

"And..." At this point, Su Mo frowned slightly: "The bombardment of the sky thunder will stop the corpse aura from escaping temporarily, and my paper crane tracking will be useless."

Without the paper crane tracking, how can such a large forest find a moving zombie?

Hearing Su Mo's explanation, the two people with four eyes darkened their expressions.

If this zombie is allowed to run out, it will be a catastrophe.

"Then what do we do now?" Four eyes frowned.

Su Mo was still observing the footprints on the ground, and followed them forward.

It's just that the further you go, the lighter the footprints.

"I always have a bad premonition." Monk Yixiu said suddenly: "Why don't we go back and have a look first?"

"Alright." Su Mo seemed to have suddenly remembered something, nodded and said, "Go back first, and then discuss countermeasures."

In the original movie, the royal zombie just ran into Simu's house.

But Su Mo failed to lure it with blood before, thinking that the plot had been changed by him.

Now it seems that the plot is likely to be back on track!

.........

In the morgue.

Jia Le was making medicine, and asked casually: "Uncle Qian He, why did you ask us all to come to the morgue?"

Qianhe meditated on the sidelines and did not open his eyes: "You and Qingqing are both new to Taoism, with low mana, and I was seriously injured."

"If that royal zombie comes over, we will almost certainly die."

"There are more than a dozen corpses in this morgue. If the royal zombies really come, we can manipulate the corpses to resist them for a while and create a chance to escape."

"Ah?" Jia Le's face changed: "You think that old zombie might come here?"

Qianhe opened his eyes and glanced at him: "There is only one family here in a radius of a hundred miles. Where can zombies go if they don't come here?"

"But you don't have to worry. Junior Brother Su's paper crane tracking is very powerful. He will definitely be able to find that zombie. When they eliminate the zombie, we will be completely safe."

When he was in Maoshan before, Su Mo used the method of paper crane tracking.

As long as you get the breath, you can almost find one of those unjust souls in the mountains.

And the corpse aura on the zombies is much stronger than the Yin aura on the innocent souls, so it's not a problem if you think about it.

"Daoist Qianhe." Qingqing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Well, are you familiar with Daoist Su?"

"Well, very familiar."

Qianhe smiled and said: "It's not just me, many people in Maoshan are very familiar with him."

"Twenty years ago, he was carried up to Mount Mao by an elder, and he was immediately spotted by the head of the sect. He said that when he grew up a bit, he would be accepted as a closed disciple and pass on the inner alchemy to him."

"Therefore, my Junior Brother Su grew up under the attention and care of everyone in Maoshan since he was a baby. In addition, he is hardworking, talented, and gentle with others, so the people on Maoshan have a very good relationship with him. .”

"The head?" Jia Le's eyes widened: "I haven't even been to Maoshan, let alone the head."

"I heard from my master that the Taoist name Zixiao is a real person, and he is not far away from proving the Tao and becoming an immortal. Is it true?"

"En." Qianhe nodded: "The real head of the sect has reached the realm of transformation, and he is indeed not far from becoming an immortal."

Hearing this, both of them widened their eyes.

After all, the word "immortal" is too distant and noble for them.

The few people who were chatting didn't notice that the floor at the door was quietly raised by two inches, and a pair of crimson eyes observed everything in the room through the gap.

After all, Qianhe was seriously injured, and it was not easy to maintain his movements. The aura in his body was almost exhausted, so of course he could no longer sense the evil spirit.

thump—

The floor fell, and a muffled sound similar to knocking on the door sounded in the room.

The few people who were talking stopped suddenly.

Jia Le looked towards the door and tentatively asked, "Is it Master?"

No one responded.

Qianhe had already stood up, clenched the mahogany sword in his hand.