Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

"I don't know either." Zhuge Hua's gaze never moved away from Su Mo's face: "It seems to be writing for that handsome guy."

"Words?"

Zhuge Ming scratched his head: "Would it take such a big battle to approve a word? When Mother told Dad's fortune, she didn't even use this abacus."

With a stern face, Wang Hui took a deep breath.

Suddenly and quickly flipped on the abacus, while his eyes were fixed on the word "luck" on the white paper.

As time went by, her fingers moved faster and faster, and in the end it even turned into an afterimage.

The face was also covered with sweat, and the sweat even dripped down the table along the cheeks.

The light emitted from the purple abacus became more and more intense, and the white paper with the word fortune began to burn slowly under Wang Hui's gaze.

suddenly.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the purple abacus exploded instantly, and fragments scattered all over the room.

Wang Hui also spat out a big mouthful of blood at the same time, and at the same time, dark red blood flowed continuously from her eyes and nostrils.

"mother!"

The two who stood watching from a distance rushed over and supported Wang Hui worriedly.

And Su Mo also placed his finger on the pulse of her wrist, transporting the subtle real qi into her body, quickly repairing the injury.

After dozens of breaths, Wang Hui finally calmed down, and took out a handkerchief to wipe off the blood on her face: "Brother Dao laughed."

"Is it okay?" Su Mo asked with a frown.

"It's okay."

Wang Hui waved her hand, signaling her two children to back away.

After taking a few sips of tea to recover his breath, he looked at Su Mo and said slowly, "Just now, I used my family's magical fortune-telling technique to help Dao brother peep into his future destiny."

He only looked at luck, not fate, otherwise this woman would have turned into scum directly.

Because her fortune-telling skills are very strong, tens of thousands of times better than that half-baked old Taoist priest back then.

But it was precisely because she was right, if she were to calculate Su Mo's future, she might be able to directly lead to a thunderstorm and wipe her out.

"Please speak!" Su Mo straightened his waist.

"In the not-too-distant future, Brother Dao will encounter a catastrophe. It may be a catastrophe of death, but it may also be a catastrophe of a carp jumping over the dragon's gate!"

"A big change?"

Su Mo narrowed his eyes.

Recalling those things that I encountered.

The Heavenly Court lost contact, the top ten Yan Lords of the underworld disappeared, and the head of the sect retreated... Could it be that all these are related to the big change she talked about?

He looked at Wang Hui: "Can you be more precise?"

But Wang Hui shook her head, showing a look of lingering fear: "I only dare to make a rough calculation, but I dare not calculate more detailed things!"

"I can foresee a great horror. If it counts down, something big will happen."

"But even with a cursory look, I almost died. Fortunately, this ancestral treasure abacus saved my life.".

Chapter 314

The purple abacus just now is indeed a treasure. It was refined by the ancestors of the Wang family before the spiritual energy was cut off. It can calculate the fortune and misfortune of yin and yang.

Having sensed the danger just now, this abacus actually took the initiative to lead all causes and effects to himself, so he couldn't bear it and exploded into pieces.

Although Wang Hui was also injured, but only joint, so the injury is not serious.

The white paper on the table has been reduced to ashes, blowing away with the breeze.

"Don't dare to watch?" Su Mo thought for a while.

In fact, he once asked the real person Zixiao, but Zixiao just said "the secret must not be revealed", and he refused to say another word.

There was a bit of fear on the master's face at that time.

At first, Su Mo thought it was just because Master didn't want to tell him, or there was some secret plan.

Now it seems that it's not that Zi Xiao doesn't want to say it, but that Zi Xiao doesn't dare to say it!

The karma involved in it is too great, even a real person like him who has half a foot into the fairy, dare not take it casually.

After a period of cultivation, Wang Hui finally calmed down now.

After all, she also has mana. After Su Mo's real qi repair just now, plus her own mana to heal her injuries, the injuries in her body have recovered by seven or eight.

It's just that his face is still pale, and he looks a little tired.

"Brother Dao, I can only say so much, and this word can only be approved."

Wang Hui looked at Su Mo, cupped her hands, and said with a wry smile: "As for the deeper things, if my father is still alive, maybe I can say something, but my magic power is really low, so please forgive me."

"It's okay."

Su Mo also recovered from his contemplation at this moment, and waved his hand: "It's not an easy thing to do, it's not easy to say these things, how much does this hexagram cost?"

In fact, the magic weapon of the abacus just now cannot be measured by money.

However, Su Mo had persuaded her before that she insisted on counting, so she could not blame herself for the damage of the magic weapon.

"for free."

Wang Hui shook her head and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I should give Brother Dao money instead."

"Being able to vaguely glimpse such a great opportunity of cause and effect is something that we, the divination practitioners, cannot come across. I would like to thank Brother Dao for opening my eyes."

"Xiao Ming." Wang Hui suddenly turned to look at her son: "Why don't you hurry up and take this Taoist brother to your house for a banquet?"

"Ah, to the banquet?"

Zhuge Ming was stunned for a moment, looked at Su Mo, and whispered in Wang Hui's ear, "That's a banquet prepared for the true biography of Maoshan."

"Although this man's fate is unusual, it's not as important as the truth. Why don't you invite him to dinner another day?"

Wang Hui glanced at him: "This is the true biography of Maoshan."

As soon as these words came out, the son and daughter were all stunned in place.

On the contrary, Su Mo stood up, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Su Mo, the true biography of Maoshan, is ordered by Master to come here to pay homage to the descendants of Kong Ming."

"True biography please." Wang Hui stood up and walked in front to lead the way.

It's just that when he walked to the gate, he suddenly turned his head and stared at the two of them: "Why are you still in a daze? Hurry up and clean it up, then close the door and come over for dinner. Today is closed for the day."

At this moment, in the Zhuge family mansion.

Zhuge Kongping was dressed in an ancient costume handed down from his family. Looking at Su Mo who came in from the door, he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "This is Su Zhenchuan from Maoshan, right? Zhuge Kongping is the No. 18 successor of Kongming."

"Maoshan disciple Su Mo, I have met Brother Kong Ping." Su Mo saluted back.

According to the usual etiquette, Su Mo should actually call Kong Ping a senior.

But now he is representing Maoshan, so naturally he can't rely on his juniors, but wants to discuss friendship with the other party's peers.

"The banquet has already been prepared, come, eat first!"

Kong Ping greeted them, and took everyone to sit down one by one.

It's just that he looked at Wang Hui's pale face, and couldn't help frowning and asked, "What's wrong with you? Where did you get your internal injuries?"

"It's all right."

But Wang Hui shook her head: "It's enough to cultivate for a few days, let's have a banquet."

Seeing what she said, Kong Ping wanted to ask more questions because she was his wife after all.

But since Su Mo is here, he doesn't have much to say, so he nodded and said, "Okay, let's have a banquet!"

After speaking, he opened the mud seal on the jar, and poured red wine into the small bowl in front of Su Mo.

Su Mo took a deep breath and exclaimed, "Good wine!"

"Of course." The expression on Kong Ping's face was both proud and heartbroken: "This is a treasure that I have treasured for more than 30 years. Come and taste it."

.........

At the door of Zhuge's house.

A pair of men dressed in plain clothes but walking in a military posture lined up in two rows, forcing a wide passage on the street.

Some people around were unconvinced and prepared to come up and argue.

As a result, the group of men lifted their robes, revealing the gleaming black box guns around their waists, and the red tassels on them swayed back and forth in the breeze.

Ordinary people have never seen such a formation before, they were so frightened that they retreated again and again, they would rather take a detour than say a word.

A man in a black gown with a belly as round as a watermelon came over, with a lawless look on his face: "Is this right here?"

Behind him followed two bruised and swollen men, one of whom was wearing a bowler hat.

It was the two people Su Mo met when he first entered the fortune-telling shed.

".¨Yes, yes, yes!" The man in the top hat hurried over, with a flattering smile on his face: "This is it."

"The woman said that we could find gold, but we did find gold, and then said that I was beaten, and it turned out..."

He covered the bruise on his face, and looked at the man with the big belly slightly aggrieved.

"I still don't believe it, how can it really work?"

The man with the big belly snorted coldly: "Go, go in!"

"Master." The man in the top hat asked cautiously, "If it doesn't work, what are you going to do?"

"Not working?"

The man called Dashuai looked at him: "If it doesn't work, I'll tear down her house and kill you!"

"Ah?" The man in the top hat asked quickly, "What if it's a spirit?"

"Ling, let's go, and then take you outside the town and kill you!"

In the living room, several people were drinking to the fullest.

Seeing that Kong Ping's face was flushed and drunk, Su Mo hastily held down the wine jar: "Brother Kong Ping, let's stop here today, it's not beautiful if it's too much, besides, I came with a mission. "

"This......"

Kong Ping looked at the remaining half of the wine in the jar (Wang Zhao), then looked at Wang Hui staring at him, showing regret, but he re-sealed the jar: "Alright, then another day Have a drink with Zhenchuan again!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up his chopsticks and greeted Su Mo to eat, and at the same time asked intentionally or unintentionally: "Is Zhenchuan coming this time to take something back to Maoshan?"

"Correct."

The Lord is here, so Su Mo naturally didn't hide anything, nodded and said: "I heard from Master that the Zhuge family owed Maoshan thousands of years, and they specially asked me to come here to pay for it."

"When will Brother Kong Ping take me there?"

"Uh, there's no rush." ​​Kong Ping coughed, "That's right, our Taoist family is divided into inner sect and outer sect just like your sect."

"My place is actually half of the outer door. The inner door has already received news, but it will take a while to open the secret realm."

"So Su Zhenchuan can stay with me for a few days for a while. After the secret realm of the inner door of Zhuge's family is opened, someone will take you there. The things you want in Maoshan are also hidden in the inner door."

Chapter 315

Su Mo nodded: "Then I will bother Brother Kong Ping these few days."

Nowadays, the spiritual energy in the world is thin, and ordinary people in such an environment, let alone practicing alchemy, I am afraid that even heretics will have a very difficult time walking.

Therefore, every sect with a strong background will have a special secret realm.

The secret realm is similar to the previous three evil positions, located in the cracks of space.

Although it was inevitably affected by the doomed age, at least the aura in it was much richer than that of ordinary mortals.