Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

After all, it is a life-saving grace.

"It's okay."

Su Mo has also finished comprehending at this moment, and slowly opened his eyes: "This time, I have gained a little from the world of picture scrolls."

"If there is nothing else, we should leave."

Zhuge Ming nodded impatiently, he was scared out of his wits long ago, and eagerly wanted to get out of this ghostly place.

But Wang Shunyuan showed a look of hesitation.

Su Mo saw the old man's thoughts, pondered for a while, and finally sighed: "Master Wang, life is always going to go on."

Those corpses hanging from the tree demon before were from the Wang family!

Slightly turbid tears appeared in Wang Shunyuan's eyes, but he had already been mentally prepared these days, so he did not lose his composure, and cupped his hands and said, "Then...thank you, Immortal Su, for my Wang family. !"

"Resentment is out of the question, but killing demons and demons is part of the job."

Su Mo spoke softly, and then pinched his fingers into a sword. The calmed true qi went berserk again, and finally shot out from his fingertips, turning into a white and green intertwined light that soared into the sky.

This light illuminated the entire night sky, vaguely showing a sword shape under the sky.

"cut!"

stab-

The lightsaber fell, and the entire sky was torn apart.

Following this opening, one can vaguely see the real starry sky outside, full of stars and bright moonlight!

"Cut! Chop! Chop!"

Su Mo waved his hands continuously, the lightsaber criss-crossed in this illusory world, and the surrounding space was torn apart one after another.

In the end, as the last sword fell, there seemed to be faint wailing echoing around.

The whole world, at this moment, is like a broken mirror, completely shattered!

The sense of weightlessness came, as if falling into a cliff.

".what!"

In the dim room, with the flickering candlelight, Zhuge Ming let out an exclamation, opened his eyes suddenly, and jumped up from the chair.

The room was still the same room, nothing changed around, and a faint wind blew in through the crack of the door, blowing the orange-red candle dying.

Su Mo was still sitting in the original position, but his waist was straight, his right hand was naturally hanging down, and his two fingers were raised together like a sharp sword.

Kong Ping was also sitting on the chair at the moment, sweating on his forehead.

"Nightmare?" Zhuge Ming murmured in disbelief.

Indeed, combined with the current situation, everything that happened just now seemed like a bizarre dream.

"I'm afraid you are sleepy!" Kong Ping glared at his son, but there was an unconcealable surprise on his brows.

At that moment just now, he also thought he was having a dream.

But until he accidentally caught a glimpse of the picture scroll still hanging on the wall.

In the picture scroll, the original picture of happy family has disappeared, leaving only a large black spot, like the embers left after a flame burns.

On top of the ashes, dozens of criss-crossing cracks emerged, almost (by Wang Li's) cutting the entire picture scroll into a pair of shredded paper!

"Master Wang."

Su Mo looked at the old man who slowly sat up from the couch: "From now on, there will be no more evils in the Wang family."

Wang Shunyuan stared at the picture scroll in confusion.

Indeed, the evil spirits have been eliminated, but... what's the point?

In the entire Wang family, he was the only old man left alone.

"Then... thank you Immortal Su!"

In the end, Wang Shunyuan still let out a long sigh, and bowed to Su Mo to the end: "After a few days, the old man will definitely prepare a big gift to repay the immortal for his life-saving kindness!"

"Ah."

Su Mo didn't say much, nodded, and stepped back to open the door first, and walked out.

Kong Ping also sighed, and said to Wang Shunyuan: "Master Wang's condolences... Lee"

After speaking, he led Zhuge Ming out.

In the dim room, only the haggard old man stared blankly at the picture scroll, leaving behind a long sigh. .

Chapter 325

"puff!"

In the dark cave, a mouthful of dark red blood was sprayed out and fell on the ground, printing a large plum blossom.

The violent breath surged, like a beast opening its eyes and preparing to hunt.

Guarding the surroundings, the disciples in strange robes all lowered their heads, their bodies trembling under the tyrannical aura.

However, the source of such a terrifying aura is a funny-looking old man.

He sat cross-legged on a high altar, wearing a gossip robe, and a pair of long white longevity eyebrows hanging down like wicker.

The top of the head is bald and shiny, but there is a circle of white hair around it, as if wearing a garland.

A pair of mung bean eyes flashed fiercely, raised his skinny right hand like a chicken paw, and wiped away the blood left at the corner of his mouth: "Maoshan..."

"Maoshan! It's Maoshan again!"

"500 years ago, that immortal Zi Xiao ruined my long-term plan, and now there is another young boy who has destroyed my magic weapon. I asked myself why I never let Mao Shan go before me! "

He suddenly stood up from the altar, clenching his broken teeth tightly, and the voice of resentment echoed in the cave.

"Fortunately, that magic weapon has already allowed me to get what I want, soon, soon, as long as my Yin-Yang Spiritual House can be completed, the Yin-Yang space can let me do whatever I want!"

"Maoshan's account should be properly calculated!"

In front of him, dozens of paper figurines knelt on the ground.

And behind those paper figurines is a lifelike house.

　　The house looks resplendent and magnificent, and various palaces are exquisitely arranged, just like the residence of ancient kings.

But the whole house is made of white paper!

Moreover, on this white paper, countless runes have been meticulously carved. These runes are practiced together, which looks mysterious and difficult to understand, and even the surrounding space is slightly distorted like water waves.

"The catastrophe is approaching, the world will be overthrown, and humans and ghosts cannot escape!"

"However, I, Master He, can rely on this yin and yang spirit house to freely shuttle between yin and yang, and enjoy eternal life without dying!"

"Hahahaha... After the group of immortals should be robbed, I will be the only one left in the world of mortals who has been involved in good fortune. No matter what I want to do, no one will be able to do it." I can stop it!"

.........

Zhuge's house is still lit at the moment.

Although time in the picture scroll space seems to have passed a lot, in the real world, about two hours have passed in total, which happens to be late at night.

As for the broken scroll.

The formation was cut off, all the restrictions dissipated, and even the magic weapon itself was on the verge of collapse, and the only tree demon hidden in it was burned by Su Mo.

Therefore, there is no longer any value or harm, and it is better to leave it to Wang Shunyuan to think about it.

"came back?"

　 　Seeing the three people intact, Wang Hui also heaved a long sigh of relief, with a smile on his face, and brought out three porcelain bowls: "I just prepared hot soup for you, just to relieve your fatigue."

The porcelain bowl was filled with broth, and a strong aroma wafted out from it.

Su Mo didn't seem to be out of sight either. After thanking him, he sat on a chair and enjoyed it.

It has to be said that Wang Hui's cooking skills are really sophisticated, at least a foodie like Su Mo is very satisfied with the meals she makes.

Kong Ping, on the other hand, thought of something after glancing at the broth, his face suddenly turned pale, and he rushed out of the hall covering his mouth.

Not long after, the sound of vomiting sounded outside.

And Zhuge Ming was about to roll his eyes when he vomited early.

Obviously, the experience of these two people in the picture scroll world is not good.

"You old ghost, why is my food so unpalatable?" Wang Hui raised her brows, but she was worried that Su Mo was still here, so she couldn't get angry.

Soon, the supper was over, and Kong Ping and the two barely recovered.

After Su Mo's explanation, although Wang Hui temporarily understood the two of them, but after serving two bowls of light lotus seed soup, she still didn't have a good look: "Hmph, you still talk about yourself as a descendant of Zhuge, a master ghost catcher. "

"If it wasn't for Su Zhenchuan being here this time, it's uncertain whether the two of you will come back alive!"

"What do you know?"

Kong Ping retorted unconvinced: "The picture scroll is a real magic weapon, even in ancient times it can be regarded as a treasure, not to mention me, even if the cores of the Zhuge family entered, they would never return. !"

Zhuge Ming nodded in agreement, his face still showing lingering fear.

Looking at the appearance of the two, Wang Hui couldn't help sighing, with a bit of melancholy and hesitation in her brows.

The words are powerful, but they are just bickering.

For decades, every time the father and son went out, Wang Hui, who is also a daughter-in-law and mother, would be in fear, secretly praying to many gods and Buddhas to bless the two to return safely.

Now they have just experienced life and death...Wang Hui squeezed the square cloth in her sleeve, and couldn't bear to speak no matter what.

"What's the matter?"

After getting along for so many years, how could Kong Ping fail to see that she had something hidden in her heart, so he couldn't help asking with a frown.

Wang Hui finally sighed and put the square cloth on the table.

Although worried, this is my husband's long-cherished wish for decades.

"Daoist Kang came here before."

"Old man Kang?" Kong Ping was stunned for a moment, "Is he going to challenge me again?"

The world of Taoism is a big circle, but within this big circle, there are many small circles divided in terms of regions and sects.

Of course, Kong Ping also had a small circle of his own.

And he is the leader of this small circle, relying on the spells passed down by the Zhuge family for thousands of years, he is well-deserved to be respected as the strongest.

Naturally, it also aroused the dissatisfaction of some other people.

Taoist Kang is one of them.

He even united with several other monks and often came to challenge Kong Ping, but it was a pity that he was defeated repeatedly.

"He said that he found the bronze armor corpse." Wang Hui said quietly.

"Pfft—" Kong Ping squirted out a mouthful of soup, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets: "What did you say?"

And Su Mo also raised his eyes, staring at Wang Hui.

"Bronze Armored Corpse!"

Wang Hui sighed: "Master Kang was wounded by the bronze armored corpse, so he had no choice but to come to you and hope you can take it in. The location of the bronze armored corpse is marked on this square cloth."

Kong Ping couldn't wait to open the square cloth, looking at the route recorded on it and the final marked place, his fat face turned red.

In the end, an uncontrollable laugh came out of his mouth: "Hahahaha!"

"It's been decades! I've been looking for you for decades, and I finally found you!"

Looking at her husband's appearance, Wang Hui was already prepared, but she couldn't help but sighed, and finally looked at Su Mo.

She had already experienced Su Mo's majestic power during the fate test before, and she had a clearer understanding of Su Mo's strength after listening to Kong Ping's story about the world of the picture scroll.

If you ask this person to take action, the Bronze Armored Corpse should not be a threat.

But before Wang Hui could think of a reason, Su Mo took the initiative to say: "It just so happens that I am also slightly interested in this bronze armored corpse, so I wonder if I can be counted as one of them?"

After all, it is someone else's chassis, so you will always hear it when you find out.