Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

Especially today is the River God Festival.

Do as the Romans do, and now that you've caught up, Su Mo just came to join in the fun, have fun here, buy something to sacrifice to the river god.

Hearing the story of the river god from the old man in the city, he judged that this carp was kind in nature and had done a lot of good deeds, so he could accept this cake from himself.

The temple is full of incense at the moment, and on the altar in the front, there is a lifelike cyan carp carved, and even the scale pattern on its body is clearly visible.

A large number of people hold incense, and after a few obeisances, they put the gifts they brought on the altar.

When it was Su Mo's turn, the old man next to him who was in charge of entertaining the incense handed over three sticks of sandalwood.

However, Su Mo waved his hand at him, just put the pastry on the altar table, stared at the sculpture for a while, then turned his head and left.

"Hey, little brother."

An old man in a blue robe stood in the crowd and suddenly greeted Su Mo.

"Huh?" Su Mo turned his head to look, but the old man had already walked behind him.

"Brother." The old man looked at him and asked with a smile, "Why do you only give gifts and not worship the river god?"

Su Mo looked back at the sculpture, and said softly, "It's neither a real dragon nor a dragon."

"Besides, the title of the River God is not officially conferred by the Heavenly Court, but by the common people. In the final analysis, it is just a carp that has been cultivated to become a master."

"I have done a lot of good deeds, so it is right to accept gifts. But this time I worship, it still can't bear it."

The old man looked at Su Mo, but he didn't get angry, but showed a pensive expression.

Instead, there was a sneer from the side: "I still can't bear it, do you think you are a fairy?"

The one who laughed was a young girl with a bun in her hair and dressed as a maid.

This era is actually a transitional period, and many things of the feudal dynasty still remain, including servants and maidservants.

"Don't say a word!"

A girl beside her who looked much more stable glared at her, then smiled apologetically at Su Mo.

"What?" The maid pursed her mouth, "This is the Temple of the River God. He was the one who disrespected the God of the River first."

"okay."

The girl glanced at her angrily: "Do you still want to eat pear cakes? If you want to eat, just keep your mouth shut."

It was just a joke of two young girls, neither Su Mo nor the old man took it to heart.

The old man turned to Su Mo and said, "Brother, are you interested in coming to my house for a few drinks?"

"forget it."

Su Mo shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm not good at swimming, so I won't bother you. I'll see you later."

The old man also nodded knowingly, without any further persuasion, he cupped his hands and turned around and walked out of the Heshen Temple.

Su Mo looked at his back, then at the carp statue, and finally walked out of the temple without saying anything.

Outside.

After the old man in green robe walked out of the temple, he didn't leave directly, but saw the little girl holding the cloth sail.

His eyes paused for a while on the two lines of writing on the canvas, and then he walked straight over.

"Is my brother a fortune teller or a fortune teller?" The old Taoist seemed a little happy.

Although it is not a fat sheep, but at least it can be regarded as a single business.

"Test your luck."

The green-robed old man threw five ocean dollars into the bowl, and said, "Help me figure out whether there will be a chance in the near future."

"okay!"

Seeing a total of five oceans, the old Taoist couldn't help smiling, and quickly took out a turtle shell and a few copper coins from his pocket.

A set of movements is indeed decent, and there are still words in his mouth.

The little girl behind her rolled her eyes, is it useful to engage in so many bells and whistles?

But this time something is different.

After half a cup of tea, the old Taoist suddenly raised his head, looked at the green-robed old man in surprise, and asked tentatively, "Old brother has moisture on his body, did he come here by water?".

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The old man in green robe looked at him, shook his head and said, "No, I came from the mountain."

The old Taoist was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled wryly, grabbed the five oceans from the bowl, and returned them to him: "Brother, I'm really sorry, I can't figure out what you're talking about."

The old man in green robe took Dayang back, but he just got up and left without saying anything.

"grandfather!"

Seeing the old man leave completely, the little girl finally couldn't help it anymore, pouting her mouth: "You used to refuse to let go of even a copper coin, why don't you want five yuan this time when it is delivered to you? Why don't you give him some nonsense?" Just say it? Isn't this what you are best at?"

Looking at the cyan figure hidden in the crowd, the old Taoist smiled wryly and shook his head: "I can't ask for this money-ah."

"If you tell other people some nonsense, they will at most beat me up if they see through it. If you tell him nonsense...that's - something big will happen."

"Inexplicable." The little girl looked at him contemptuously: "You don't really think you can tell fortunes, do you?"

"If you believe it, you have it. If you don't believe it, you don't have it. Who can say clearly about this kind of thing?" The old Taoist shook his head, his face full of inscrutability, but the messy Taoist robe ruined his overall temperament.

"Okay, stop complaining."

Looking at his granddaughter's bun-faced face, the old man hastily tugged at her sleeve: "See? The fat sheep is here!"

At the gate of the temple, Su Mo also just walked out.

After the pastries are delivered, there will be a return gift in the temple later. The temple wishes to wrap a blue ribbon around everyone's wrist, and a carp is drawn on the ribbon.

That's why Su Mo stayed inside for a while.

"Hey, brother!"

This is the second time today that a stranger has greeted him.

Su Mo turned his head to look, only to find that the person who greeted him this time was an old Taoist priest sitting cross-legged on the ground, dressed in tattered Taoist robes, like a beggar.

Seeing Su Mo rushing towards him, the old Taoist quickly suppressed his smile and put on a serious face.

"Brother, in fact, things like fortune-telling are all yours. If you don't look for me, I will never take the initiative to greet you."

"But I see you, your Yintang is really black! If you don't deal with it in time, there may be disasters in the near future, so I can't help calling you."

As the saying goes, the richer you are, the more you fear death.

Especially those who are rich and believe in ghosts and gods are more likely to be fooled. Of course, the premise is that they really have some decent skills.

The old Taoist priest had such a calculation in mind.

Su Mo glanced at him for a few times, then suddenly showed an interested smile, and knelt down in front of his shabby stall: "Then you will do the math for me?"

"That's exactly what I mean." The old Taoist nodded, and rearranged the turtle shell copper coins: "Please tell me the horoscope of my birthday."

However, Su Mo shook his head: "Forget about the date of birth, think about other ways to calculate it."

"This......"

The old Taoist hesitated a little: "Then, you can write whatever you want."

Su Mo didn't say anything this time. He dipped his fingers into the tea bowl in front of him, and slowly wrote the word "shu" on the ground.

The old Taoist kept nodding his head as he watched, and exclaimed: "Iron painting with silver hooks, the momentum is extraordinary, my brother's handwriting is very good!"

After finishing speaking, he carefully observed the word, holding the tortoise shell copper coin and throwing it on the ground.

"Ok?"

The old Taoist frowned suddenly, with a look of doubt on his face.

Nothing worked out?

"What's wrong?" Su Mo asked softly.

"Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing." The old Taoist quickly waved his hand: "Brother, wait a moment."

After speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and kept muttering, "I don't believe it yet!"

The one who left just now left as well. The fat sheep in front of him can't be let go no matter what.

In terms of skills, he actually has some.

The old Taoist priests do know how to divination, but they are only half-baked.

Everyone's life has countless trajectories, and there are countless possibilities in the future, and what the divination person has to do is to choose the most likely future from these countless futures.

However, the old Taoist's kung fu is far from mastered. He can only see several futures at random, and then choose one at random to speak out.

Therefore, most of the time, it is uncertain, and it is not much different from a liar.

The tortoise shell fell to the ground, and the copper coins bounced and rolled. The old Taoist pressed his hands on the tortoise shell, then tried to open his eyes wide, and looked at the word written by Su Mo.

But with just one glance, something happened.

puff!

His whole body seemed to be hit hard, and a mouthful of blood spewed out suddenly.

Not only that, a lot of blood gushed out of the old Taoist's eyes, nostrils, and even his ears, and his chest collapsed slightly.

With a scream, he fell to the ground with his head up, his breath weakened rapidly, and he might die after dozens of breaths.

The accident happened so suddenly that the little girl next to her didn't even react and just stood there in a daze.

Su Mo frowned slightly, and took a step forward to pull the old Taoist up. At the same time, he raised his sword finger with his left hand and lightly touched his heart.

Under control, tiny real qi surged out and entered the old Taoist's heart, while quickly repairing the bruised wounds in his body.

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The little girl also realized what had happened at this moment, screamed, and lay down next to the old Taoist, shaking his arm desperately.

"Ahem...that's all right, all right!"

After dozens of breaths, the old Taoist coughed and said in a weak voice; "Even if I am not dead, I will be shaken to death by you."

Watching the little girl gradually calm down, the old Taoist took out a cloth towel from his pocket and slowly wiped all the blood off his face.

After waiting for a while, his breath became even, and then he looked at Su Mo with a wry smile: "I don't know whether I am unlucky or lucky today."

Indeed, such luck is rare in the world.

Originally, he was holding the idea of ​​cheating money and slaughtering fat sheep, but who knew that after doing two hexagrams, he ran into two real gods one after another.

The first one broke his fortune, but the one in front of him is fine, almost costing his life.

In a momentary glimpse, he saw the monstrous thunder calamity!

Lei Jie is Tianwei, how can a mortal be able to spy on it, fortunately he withdrew quickly, otherwise let alone his life, I am afraid that his whole body will be turned into fly ash.

The old Taoist sighed, and looked at Su Mo with respect: "Are you a real person who practices the way of longevity alchemy?"

Su Mo shook his head: "I don't dare to pretend to be a real person, but I am indeed walking the alchemy way."

"That's no wonder."

The old Taoist smiled wryly: "I am looking for death... I would like to thank you, sir, for saving my life."

Seeing his appearance, Su Mo couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

I thought I met some kind of hermit expert, but I thought I was just a wandering in the world of mortals.

He casually threw 20 yuan into the bowl: "Use the money to buy something to make up for it. Although I helped you repair the general injury, but at your age, venting your anger will still have a great impact."

After speaking, he got up and turned his head, and disappeared into the crowd.

booth.

The little girl looked at the old man, a little worried: "Grandpa, why don't we go to the medical clinic..."

"What kind of medical clinic are you going to!"

The old Taoist was full of excitement, and grabbed those oceans: "Get rich, get rich! It's worth 20 yuan for half a life."