Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Mo pointed lightly between his eyebrows: "Look at it now."

When Qiu Sheng looked again, his face changed drastically.

At some point, the venue was filled with all kinds of ghosts!

At the back of these ghosts, there are four ghosts in uniforms of officers, with their arms folded and a mourning stick stuck in their arms.

"Uncle Master." Qiu Sheng's voice trembled, "What are those four ghosts doing?"

"That's a ghost."

Su Mo responded casually: "They are the servants of the Seductive Department. They are responsible for escorting these ghosts up on this day, enjoying the incense and opera in the world, and escorting these ghosts back to the underworld before dawn."

"Junior brother." Uncle Jiu looked at Su Mo, "I'm going to trouble you again this time."

"It's nothing."

Su Mo waved his hand, and just walked out of the curtain and walked towards Wen Cai.

"Wow." Qiu Sheng's eyes widened: "Master, why is Master Uncle able to go out, but why don't you let Wen Cai stay there?"

"nonsense!"

Uncle Jiu glared at him: "If you two can have the skills of your uncle, I won't say anything even if you go to the eighteenth floor of hell to watch a play!"

"Just like Wencai, when the ghosts go back later, he has to follow along in a daze. Once he reaches the underworld, everything will be over."

Unless there is a big person in the underworld who takes the initiative to invite, otherwise, once a living person goes to the underworld, it will never be possible to return to the yang.

"Uncle Master!"

Seeing Su Mo approaching, the boy Wen Cai shouted heartlessly: "Come here, this troupe has a good foundation! It's very beautiful."

Su Mo didn't say anything, walked up to him and smiled, "Isn't it pretty?"

"It looks good." Wencai took another bite of the sugarcane and nodded repeatedly: "It just feels a little deserted and not lively."

"Where is it deserted?" Su Mo said, "It's clearly very lively here."

"Uncle, you are joking again, Jian."

Wen Cai turned around and took a few glances: "Aren't there just the two of us in the audience?"

Su Mo twitched slightly between his brows: "Look, aren't there people around here?"

Wen Cai only felt a warm energy pouring into his eyes, and when he turned his head to look again, he found dense figures standing around him.

"When did so many people come?"

The kid muttered in bewilderment.

But soon, Wen Cai's face turned pale, and the sugar cane in his hand fell to the ground. .

Chapter 270

"Master...Master...Uncle Master."

Wen Cai looked at Su Mo, his lips were trembling: "If...or else, let's stop watching and go...go back."

"Why don't you watch such a good show?" Su Mo glanced at him, and turned his eyes to the stage unmoved.

"Then...then you watch first, I just remembered that there is still something to do in Yizhuang."

Wen Cai took a step and was about to run outside.

As a result, several ghosts suddenly stood in front of him and looked at him fiercely.

Wen Cai's face was almost wrinkled into a bitter gourd, and he walked back to Su Mo's side slowly, crying in his voice: "Uncle Master——"

After waiting for a while, Su Mo snorted coldly when he read the text and was about to cry, "Let's go."

"Hey!"

Wen Cai agreed, and hurriedly followed behind Su Mo.

Although Su Mo deliberately restrained his breath, he still felt a deadly burning pain when those ghosts approached him.

Therefore, the two returned to the small house in the distance without any hindrance.

"Okay, you have grown up!" Uncle Jiu looked at Wen Cai who walked in, and said with a sneer, "You actually dared to join the ghost crowd to watch a play? Why didn't I realize that you still have such heroic courage?" color?"

Wen Cai was so reprimanded that he lowered his head and dared not make a sound, so Qiu Sheng also took the opportunity to come over to reprimand Jiu Shu, and hit him a few times to enjoy himself.

Uncle Jiu was not a talkative person, after a few reprimands, he snorted coldly and walked towards the door with his hands behind his back.

After walking for a while, seeing that his two apprentices hadn't followed, he turned around and said, "Why, you two are still planning to stay here to watch a ghost show?"

"coming!"

The two looked at each other, quickly said goodbye to Su Mo, and then caught up with Uncle Jiu.

Seeing the disappearance of several people's backs, Su Mo shook his head, and after looking at the stage through the curtain for a while, he lost the interest to watch any more.

After all, they are people who have traveled through the modern society. Su Mo really can't appreciate or understand this kind of classic opera.

After leaving the theater troupe, Su Mo didn't go to Yizhuang again, but went straight to Renfu.

Ren's mansion is also bursting with flames at the moment.

In the courtyard, Ren Fa was throwing a large amount of paper money, paper figurines and gold ingots into the flames.

Still muttering in his mouth: "Father, my son is not filial. You were most afraid of fire when you were alive, but in the end you were burned to ashes by the fire. My son will burn some paper money for you so that you can live more comfortably in the underworld!"

Seeing Su Mo, Ren Tingting hurried over: "Are you done with your work?"

"Hmm." Su Mo glanced at Ren Fa with a strange expression on his face.

After the zombies are exterminated, they are completely out of their wits. How can there be such a thing as hell?

But he looked at Ren Fa's sad face, and he didn't have the nerve to tell him this bleak fact.

"Tonight's Ghost Festival, have you prepared everything I asked you to do?"

"Yeah." Ren Tingting nodded: "Someone has already posted ghost-suppressing talismans everywhere, and the servants who watch the night in the house will also wear talismans, don't worry."

"That's fine." Su Mo breathed a sigh of relief: "No matter what happens tonight, don't go out, just stay in the house honestly."

"I understand!"

Seeing that Ren Tingting followed his instructions firmly, Su Mo left in peace.

The ghost festival in weekdays is actually nothing, but it is different now.

There was a change in the underworld, and he was worried that something unexpected would happen on this ghost festival.

He had just left the Ren Mansion, and before Su Mo could go back, he felt a sudden coolness on the back of his hand.

He looked down, only to find that the Bingma Sikong seal on the back of his hand was emitting a faint green light!

"The summoning signal from the Bingma Division?" Su Mo frowned: "Could something really happen?"

He didn't delay either, he mobilized his spiritual power, and green fire burst out from Sikong Yin, forming a green fire vortex in mid-air.

As Su Mo stepped in, the vortex disappeared instantly.

.........

The icy and biting wind whistled, countless wooden poles stood on both sides of the wide road, and on the top of the wooden poles hung soul-calling banners, fluttering non-stop along with the strong wind.

At the end of the road, there is an ancient city tower that looks as tall as ten thousand feet!

At this moment, the bronze gate under the city tower opened, and inside the gate was a darkness that could not be seen deep.

Countless ghosts came out of the darkness, and were divided into queues according to the number by the ghost messengers who had already been waiting at the door, led by batches, and walked towards the end of the road.

On the top of the tower, there are three words engraved in seal characters: Ghost Gate Pass!

Seeing Su Mo appear, dozens of soldiers in bronze armor at the door hurried over: "Meet Lord Sikong!"

"Why did you call me here?" Su Mo asked.

At this moment, a Yin general with a height of three to four meters walked out of the ghost gate and came to Su Mo: "Lord Sikong, the opening of the ghost gate is a bit special this time."

"Huh?" Su Mo raised his eyebrows, motioning for it to continue.

Yin Jiang lowered his voice: "You also know the situation in the underworld."

"There are some powerful things from the depths of the underworld who ran into the yang world. Although most of them were captured by us, a very small number of them really broke through the barrier of yin and yang and came to the world!"

"Therefore, this time, the order received by the general is to take soldiers and horses to a place that has been locked by us, and capture the things hidden there back to the underworld."

"As soon as we leave, the gate of ghosts will be opened wide. I'm afraid the group of ghosts will riot directly, so I want to ask you to help guard the gate of ghosts until the last general leads his troops back!"

Generally speaking, Yin soldiers cannot enter the Yang world.

However, there is an exception on Ghost Festival. As long as the Secretary allows, Yin soldiers can enter the world on this night.

However, even so, there is a limit to the number, and each yin-yang channel in the ghost gate has a limit to withstand the yin soldiers.

Therefore, after the yin general left with his soldiers, no one guarded the gate of ghosts in this place.

Just relying on the underworld agents of the Soul Seduction Division, they can't control so many dead souls and fierce ghosts.

Su Mo nodded after listening: "Yes!"

Food for the king, loyalty to the king.

Since he has taken over the position of Sikong in the second palace, he should naturally do something for the underworld.

"The general is here to thank Sikong!"

The yin general clasped his fists in salute, then stepped onto the yin horse, waved the spear in his hand and roared: "Let's go!"

The yin horse stomped on all fours, and with every step down, many green flames would be splashed. Behind the yin general, hundreds of yin soldiers in bronze armor came out from the depths of the gate of hell.

Then follow the road in front of you and step into the world of Yang!

At the back of these Yin soldiers was a bronze coffin that was ten meters long and five or six meters wide.

A large number of spells symbolizing suppression and sealing were engraved on the coffin, and layers of black iron chains were wrapped around it.

It's just that the bronze coffin is still empty at this moment.

Hundreds of Yin soldiers pulled an empty bronze coffin and gradually disappeared at the end of the road.

Such a scene obviously frightened countless ghosts.

After dozens of breaths, a ghost suddenly shouted: "The Yin soldiers have left!"

In an instant, the ghosts who had just walked out of the gate of hell became restless.

Dozens of servants at the door hurriedly gathered around holding mourning sticks, and shouted: "Quiet! Be quiet! Do you still want to go to the world of the dead?"

However, the prestige of the ghost messengers is obviously not good enough, and some ghosts even have red eyes and tyrannical expressions on their faces.

It's just that before the chaos really happened, Su Mo suddenly released all his aura.

In an instant, it was like a round of sun rising in the night sky!

There was even a golden light around his body, and the ghosts all screamed and retreated quickly.

ps: It seems that I can’t finish writing, let’s make it six tonight, and make up the one owed tomorrow, and tomorrow’s eight! .

Chapter 271

"Be honest."

Su Mo looked at the screaming ghosts, snorted coldly, and waved his right hand.

Hundreds of paper figurines suddenly appeared, full of evil spirits, holding white paper swords emitting red light, standing on both sides of the ghost gate.

Seeing these paper figurines with astonishing evil spirits, and the man whose body was like the sun, those ghosts became quiet again.

Honestly lined up and walked out of the bronze door, and then were divided into queues by the servants waiting at the door, and led them to Yangjian one by one.

This kind of scene is happening in many places tonight.

After all, there is not only one ghost gate in the underworld, but many places, all over Kyushu.

Of course, other places are basically guarded by a team of Yin soldiers led by a Yin general.