Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

Su Mo did not refuse this request, and waved out dozens of paper figurines, holding shovels in their hands, and quickly buried the bones in the ground.

The two took out the sandalwood again, bowed to each other and set out on the road again.

After all, I was lucky, and I didn't really sleep in the wild.

Just when the moon was just above the sky, a group of people finally found a deserted mountain temple.

After Su Mo instructed the paper figurine to clean up the inside, he set out the table with food and drinks.

"Junior Brother, is this... the art of heaven and earth in your sleeve?" Seeing that the table was full of food with a wave of Su Mo's hand, Qianhe's eyes showed shock.

"It's just a little trick, it's nothing." Su Mo didn't intend to explain to him, and after saying something casually, he greeted: "Let's eat, you two go to bed early after eating."

"Let's go faster tomorrow, maybe we can reach the nearby town by noon."

After Wu Shilang and the child sat at the table, they started to gobble it up, obviously very hungry.

It's just that a few people haven't eaten for a long time, and a gust of wind suddenly blows into the temple.

"Ok?"

Qianhe frowned, and subconsciously took out a talisman from the bag: "Bold evildoer!"

Su Mo also moved his right hand slightly, and several paper figurines landed in his palm.

"Two Taoists, two Taoists wait a minute!"

A translucent old man's soul suddenly appeared under the moonlight.

"Oh my god, ghost!" Wu Shilang screamed, and quickly shrank behind Qianhe.

As for Su Mo, after the bloodletting incident last time, he didn't dare to approach him anymore.

Qianhe frowned and looked at him: "Since you know our identities, how dare you come here?"

"Two priests, we have no malicious intentions."

The old man beckoned, "Come out."

Following the voice of the old man, hundreds of transparent souls all appeared in the mountain temple.

This made the small temple, which was not too spacious, feel a bit crowded.

After these people appeared, they didn't take a step forward, but just knelt down towards Su Mo and Qianhe.

Hundreds of souls bowed down, and the scene was quite spectacular.

"You are..." Qianhe was a little puzzled.

"We are the villagers of Sishui Village!" The old man knelt at the front and said to the two.

"Sishui Village?" Su Mo raised his eyebrows: "Oh, I remembered, is that the deserted village we passed by during the day?"

"Correct."

The old man nodded, showing gratitude: "I have been waiting to die for several years, and I have been lying in the wilderness, being eaten by wild animals. Now that I have become bones, even birds and beasts use our bones to build nests."

"Fortunately, I met two Taoist priests who helped us go to the ground and rest in peace, and our souls were able to find peace. Everyone in Sishui Village, I would like to thank the two Taoist priests for their kindness!"

After finishing speaking, hundreds of ghosts kowtowed a few more times. .

Chapter 204

After death, one must be buried in the ground for peace.

If the corpse cannot be buried properly, the soul cannot enter the underworld to reincarnate.

However, if a ghost remains in the yang world, it will either become a ghost or a ghost, or it will slowly disappear with time.

In short, it will not end well.

So after Su Mo and Qianhe helped them bury the corpse, this group of people came here to pay respects.

"Get up."

It was Qianhe who waved his hand and said, "It's just a little effort. Speaking of which, my junior brother can communicate with the Yin Division, so I can just help you extradite."

"what?"

The leading old ghost looked at Su Mo in surprise: "Master Daoist, are you willing to save us?"

These people have been dead for too long, and even if the corpses are buried now, they may not be able to enter the underworld, it depends on luck.

It depends on when those errands pass by Sishui Village.

Su Mo nodded.

After all, this is a lot of merit, and he has no reason to refuse.

But just when Su Mo was about to speak, conversations and footsteps suddenly came from outside.

He looked at the group of ghosts: "Someone is coming outside, let's hide first."

The supernatural power can be supernatural at any time. If so many ghosts are seen by ordinary people here, they will be scared to death.

"Yes."

The old man didn't dare to disobey, and led all the villagers away through the wall.

Not long after the ghosts disappeared, a man and a woman walked in from outside.

Between the two of them was a stretcher, on which lay a skinny old man with disheveled white hair.

"Just here."

The leading man said, "I'm exhausted after walking such a long distance."

"Humph." The woman wiped the sweat from her forehead: "This old guy, every time I throw her out, she can run home by herself. This time, let's walk more than ten miles to see how she is doing." go back!"

The two casually threw the stretcher on the ground, and the old man on the stretcher groaned in pain and curled up on the ground clutching his stomach.

"Let's go." The woman didn't seem to want to look at the old man at all: "Hurry up and cook, I'm starving to death."

"Hey!"

Qianhe walked over at this moment: "How can you treat an old man so rudely!"

"Huh?" The middle-aged man looked at Qianhe: "There are still Taoist priests in this temple?"

The place where Su Mo and the others ate was on the side of the mountain god statue, so when the two of them just entered the gate, their sight was blocked by the stone carvings, so they didn't see them at all.

"You don't care if he is a Taoist priest or a monk, what does it have to do with us, just throw your mother here and go back quickly."

The woman turned around impatiently, wanting to leave here directly.

"Your mother?" Qianhe's eyes widened.

Looking at the old man covering his stomach and humming, and then looking at the middle-aged man with an indifferent expression, his expression darkened in an instant: "It's unreasonable!"

"Aren't you afraid of being punished by God for treating your mother like this? You can still look at this mountain statue!"

"What's your business?"

The middle-aged man stared, but he looked at the statue of the mountain god over there, and felt a little trembling in his heart, and his tone weakened a little: "This is our family's business, and it's not up to you, a stinky Taoist priest, to take care of it! "

"The old thing can't do anything all day long, he only knows how to eat and drink. What's the use of keeping her?"

Speaking of this, he looked at Qianhe and sneered: "If you feel pitiful, you can take this old guy to your own home to support him!"

"You...presumptuous!" Qianhe stepped forward, his face flushed with anger.

"Hey, why, do you still want to fight?" The middle-aged man took a few steps back and looked at him vigilantly: "I warn you, you have no eyes, if I miss you and kill you, a stinky Taoist priest, don't you?" Responsible!"

Just when Qianhe was clenched his fists and was about to go over, Su Mo came from behind and grabbed his sleeve: "Brother, don't be impulsive."

"Junior brother, these bastards..."

"Who are you calling a bastard?" The woman's eyes widened, with a fierce look: "Smelly Taoist priest, don't think that you are a monk so I dare not beat you, I warn you..."

"Do you dare to say something about Taoist?" Su Mo suddenly looked at her.

A subtle evil spirit condensed in his eyes.

The middle-aged woman felt that what was looking at her was not a human being, but a tiger that had been hungry for a long time!

She screamed in fright and stepped back again and again.

In the end, the husband and wife looked at each other and fled towards the outside at the same time. Before leaving, they did not forget to say "wait and see!"

"Junior brother, do you just let them go like this?" Qianhe frowned.

"Let them go?" Su Mo sneered, "When did I say I would let them go?"

"Ouch......"

A low lament sounded, Qianhe hurried over and slowly helped the old man up.

The old man was already skinny, his whole body was as light as a tree branch, and he still had a foul smell.

She tried her best to open her eyes wide, but only the cloudy whites could be seen.

Apparently already blind.

"Bring some porridge!" Su Mo shouted.

The child quickly brought over a bowl of porridge, Qianhe took it, and slowly fed it to the old man.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, the old man finally regained his strength, and muddy tears flowed down the corners of his eyes: "Oh, Taoist priest, why are you helping me?"

"It's not bad to let me die in this mountain temple. After all, the mountain god will take care of me after I die."

". ¨Old man, as the saying goes, it is better to live than to die. After all, it is better to live." Qianhe comforted.

"Alive?"

The old man smiled wryly: "If you can live, who wants to die? I want to live too."

There was bitterness and helplessness in her tone.

In the end, he let out a long sigh and said nothing.

"These two bastards..." Qianhe trembled angrily.

Su Mo returned to the table with a cold face, and suddenly said after sitting down, "Come out."

The hidden ghosts of the villagers resurfaced.

It's just that those ghosts looked at the old man with pity and anger.

Obviously, he was also annoyed by the scene just now.

"Master Dao, such a beast is not worth living in this world, why don't we go and take him away!" A villager suggested.

"Yes, take him away with you!"

"Heaven doesn't allow it, you shouldn't be alive!"

The rest of the ghosts joined in.

All of a sudden, the crowd in the mountain temple was excited, and the dark wind blew.

The closer a person is to death, the more sensitive he is to supernatural things (Li Wangzhao).

Therefore, the whispers of ghosts, which ordinary people could not hear at all, all reached the old man's ears.

The old man struggled to get up and knelt down with a plop.

"Daoist...Daoist, please don't hurt him!"

"Old man, those two beasts don't deserve your pity." A ghost said angrily.

"Daoist, I beg you, Daoist, don't hurt his life!"

The old man kowtowed anxiously and cried, "He is my son after all! Daoist priest, can I give you my life!"

Su Mo looked at the old man, and after a long time sighed, "Oh, what do I want your life for?"

After finishing speaking, he stopped talking, but looked at Qianhe: "Senior brother, pay attention to my body, if there is an accident, immediately stick a return to my body, and I will come back directly."

"Okay!" Qianhe probably guessed what Su Mo was going to do, and nodded in agreement.

Su Mo sat cross-legged on the ground. Not long after, a transparent shadow suddenly emerged from between his eyebrows.

This is Yuanshen!shake.