Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

There is a feeling of returning to the world.

I can't name it in my hand, and it looks like a long bun with a thin skin and a lot of stuffing. Once you bite into it, the rich meat flavor will burst out between your mouth and teeth.

In many cases, the most delicious and representative food in a city is not in those luxuriously decorated restaurants, but just hidden in these roadside stalls that can be seen everywhere.

As a person who is obsessed with food, Su Mo is naturally well versed in this.

He made up his mind to stay in this county for a few days, to see if he could find clues about the spiritual roots of the Five Elements, and to experience the comfortable atmosphere in the world of mortals along the way.

"roll!"

While walking, there was a sudden scolding sound from afar.

In front of a luxurious house, several strong men in servant clothes were dragging an old Taoist priest by his collar and throwing him into the street.

The old Taoist priest looks about six or seventy years old, with white beard and hair, but he has a fairy-like temperament.

It's a pity that the tattered Taoist robe on his body made him look like an old beggar.

But his bones are still strong, and after falling to the ground, he quickly got up by himself.

On the other hand, the little girl with two soaring shofar braids and calico clothes glared at the servants.

The servants didn't get angry with the child, but just stared at the old Taoist viciously: "Well, you old liar!"

"Please come to the mansion to have a look at Fengshui. Our master is kind-hearted and ordered to give you more rewards. During lunch, the kitchen specially asked the kitchen to add braised pork with chicken legs."

"In the end, you, an old guy, don't know how to be grateful. In order to cheat money, you dare to say that our master's life is not long!"

"Hmph, it's because you're old that you didn't hit you, get out!"

After the servants finished yelling, they turned their heads and returned to the courtyard, closing the door with a bang.

"Ah, a bunch of ordinary people."

The old Taoist got up from the ground and dusted his butt.

The little girl gave him a blank look: "He asked you to read Fengshui, so you should take a good look at Fengshui. If you cheated of money, let's leave as soon as possible. As a result, you were not greedy enough, so you insisted on cheating on the old man."

"It's all right now, even the money for Feng Shui is gone!"

"This..." The old Taoist was a little embarrassed, scratched his head and said with a smile: "I couldn't hold back for a while, I just said it outright.".

Chapter 388

"Still outspoken, you are just not greedy enough to swallow like a snake!"

The little girl sighed, and looked like a little adult: "The money I got is gone, what should I do now?"

"Don't worry, I won't be hungry, there is still some money from the gentleman in Qingcheng last time." The old Taoist smiled and took out two ocean coins from his pocket.

"These are our last two oceans, right?" The little girl said angrily, "What will I eat after the flowers are finished?"

"Let's talk about it when the time comes. The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge." The old Taoist thumped his thin chest: "I'm always hungry, let's go, grandpa will buy you a bunch of candied haws."

"Hey."

A bunch of candied haws was delivered to the little girl, accompanied by a warm voice: "Mister, fate."

Both of them were taken aback.

The old Taoist slowly raised his head, facing a bright smiling face.

With sword eyebrows drawn into the temples, a high nose bridge, and skin that is as frosty as snow, the combination of exquisite facial features looks like a banished fairy. The thin lips are pursed together and slightly pulled upwards, outlining a shallow smile.

"Su... Mr. Su?"

The old Taoist was stunned for a while, and then he couldn't help calling out this title, with a complicated look on his face: "Why are you here?"

"So it's fate." Su Mo laughed: "Now it seems that your body is well-raised?"

12 Seeing the little girl looking at him vigilantly, she would rather keep swallowing than pick up that candied haws.

Su Mo couldn't help but smiled and said, "Don't worry, I didn't ask your grandpa to tell your fortune this time, but I just met an acquaintance in a foreign country, so I wanted to come over and have a chat, take it."

The little girl hesitated for a while, and finally took the candied haws.

"You haven't eaten yet, right? I just haven't eaten, why don't we go together?"

"Then thank you Mr. Su for your hospitality." The old Taoist hesitated for a while, but did not refuse.

Now that you are treating guests to dinner, you can no longer stand on the roadside.

As a large city with a large population, Changcheng has many restaurants.

Su Mo chose a restaurant, but was told that the entire second floor was reserved, and he could only eat on the first floor.

He didn't care about it, he just found a clean table and sat down, the old Taoist sat opposite him with the girl.

"I haven't really asked Mr. about the origin of his life."

Su Mo fiddled with the teacup, and said casually: "The true biography of Maoshan, Su Mo."

"Are you that Su Zhenchuan?" The old Taoist stared wide-eyed.

"Oh?" Su Mo was a little surprised: "You also know about the Taoist world?"

"this......"

The old Taoist smiled a little embarrassedly: "Although I am a half-baked person with little knowledge, I can still get in touch with it a little bit. Naturally, I have heard of Su Zhenchuan's name."

As he said that, he shook his head and said with emotion: "Oh, that day in Qingcheng, I wanted to tell the fortune of Zhenchuan, but now that I think about it... At that time, I didn't die suddenly on the spot, I'm afraid it was the blessing of my ancestors! "

As he spoke, he clasped his hands and said, "The old Daoist's surname is Zhang, and her single name is Ji. This is my little granddaughter, named Zhang Xiaogou. Her parents died of illness when she was young, and she has been by my side all the time."

At this moment, the food has been served, and the little girl is holding a chicken leg, her face is full of oil.

The name Zhang Xiaogou is nothing.

People these days believe that the lower the name one gives, the harder one's life will be, and the better one will be able to support one's life.

Therefore, names such as two dogs, three donkeys, and shit eggs emerge in endlessly.

"Mr. Zhang doesn't seem to be living a happy life recently?" Su Mo glanced at Zhang Ji.

The old Taoist priest's body was covered with shoe prints, and there were still a few bruises on his face.

"This...get used to it."

Zhang Ji said with a sneer: "It's inevitable in our line of business."

"It's not that you talk cheap every time." Zhang Xiaogou put down the chicken leg in his hand and gave him a blank look: "Every time you said something well, but now that you are about to get the money, you have to say something bad."

"In the end, I didn't get the money, and I still got a beating."

"I have a compassionate heart. I saw that there was blood on their bodies, so I warned them." Zhang Ji said righteously.

The little girl gave him another look angrily, stopped talking, and continued to gnaw on the chicken legs with her head down.

Obviously, in her heart, she always thought that her grandfather was a charlatan.

"Haven't you thought about the mantle?" Su Mo glanced at Zhang Xiaogou.

Obviously, Zhang Ji had no intention of letting this little granddaughter inherit his mantle at all, so he consciously made her feel that his methods were all charlatan tricks.

"Why do girls learn this?" Zhang Ji said with a smile: "Our business is to shorten the lifespan. In the end, I haven't seen a few who can live for the rest of their lives. If I teach her this, I'm afraid that I will die and go to hell in the future, puppy. Her parents will settle accounts with me."

Su Mo nodded and stopped talking about this matter.

The two chatted casually, talking about what they had seen and heard over the years.

It made the little girl next to her look weird.

I didn't expect this young man to be better than his grandfather!

Just as I was talking, there was a sudden burst of firecrackers at the door.

Immediately afterwards, a large group of people walked up the stairs, and the shopkeepers of the restaurant came out to greet them personally, and greeted them from a distance: "Yo, Master Jin is here."

"The second floor is ready for you!"

Walking in the front of the crowd was an old man in brocade robes who looked about eight or ninety years old.

Although he was very old, his body was very strong, and he didn't need a walking stick at all. He said with a hearty smile, "Trouble shopkeeper!"

"You are today's old birthday star. If there is any trouble, please go upstairs!"

The shopkeeper led the way, and the group walked towards the second floor.

Zhang Ji looked at the old man called Mr. Jin, and whispered: "The beating before was because of him."

"Tell me?" Su Mo raised his eyebrows.

"There's nothing I can't say about that." Zhang Ji smiled wryly, "It's just that the Jin family asked Mr. Fengshui to check Fengshui. Although I'm a half-hearted old man, I still have some skills after all."

"After reading Feng Shui, I happened to meet that Mr. Jin, so I made a fortune for him by the way."

"The results are calculated... His time has come, and it is estimated that it will only be a few days. I am outspoken, and I couldn't hold back for a while, so I said it."

"Then you deserve this beating." Su Mo looked at him strangely.

Right.

Master Jin himself is very old, and it happens to be his birthday today.

As a result, the old Taoist priest ran in front of others, saying that his time was approaching, and that he might die suddenly in the next few days.

Anyone will be angry.

Master Jin had a good temper for not killing him on the spot.

"It really deserves it." Zhang Ji smiled bitterly: "I just can't control my own mouth!"

Su Mo smiled, but found it interesting.

The Jin family can also be regarded as a big family in this Changcheng, among the top families.

Therefore, to celebrate Master Jin's birthday, almost all the respectable people in Changcheng came, otherwise they wouldn't have directly booked all the places above the second floor.

In fact, if Master Jin hadn't stopped him, I'm afraid the Jin family would have taken over the entire restaurant.

There was an endless stream of people who came to congratulate the gift.

Zhang Ji observed those who walked up to the second floor, and whispered to Su Mo the results of his deduction.

Some people are about to be rich, and others are about to suffer.

This surprised Su Mo a little.

Although the old Taoist has always said that he is half a bucket of water, but this one-handed calculation method can be regarded as a small achievement.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Su Mo's hand holding the wine glass paused slightly.

His eyes were fixed on the door.

At this moment, two young women just walked in.

One was dressed in a Chinese dress, her long hair was tied into a dignified hairstyle and fixed with a hairpin, she looked like a lady of every family.

The other was dressed as a servant girl, her hair was tied into two balls and tied on top of her head. .

Chapter 389

"Jin Shuli, Luzhu?"

The memory of a practitioner is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Therefore, the moment he saw the two of them, the scene on the boat outside Qingcheng came to mind.

This surprised Su Mo a little. He didn't expect that in this little Changcheng, he would run into acquaintances one after another.

It's just that he remembered that Jin Shuli's family seemed to live on the opposite side of Qingcheng, separated by a lake, and the distance between Changcheng and Qingcheng was thousands of miles away.