Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

"That is the granddaughter of Master Jin, Miss Jin."

Zhang Ji whispered next to her: "It is said that she has been out with her father all the time, and she just came back a few days ago, and she made a special trip to celebrate Master Jin's birthday."

There was a flash of surprise in Su Mo's eyes, which made sense.

"Miss, hurry up, the old man and the others are still waiting."

The maid, Luzhu, was holding a gift in her hand, and she couldn't understand why the eldest lady stopped suddenly.

But Jin Shuli didn't move, but felt something in his heart, suddenly raised his head and scanned the hall on the first floor, and finally whispered: "You go up with the gift first, I'll be there later."

"Oh." Luzhu didn't suspect him, and ran upstairs.

The main reason is that the gift is too heavy, and my wrist is already sore at the moment, I wish I could relax sooner.

Jin Shuli watched Luzhu's figure disappear around the corner, passed through the crowd, and finally stopped at the wine table in the corner.

"Mr. Su?"

There was surprise in her voice.

"Miss Jin." Su Mo didn't mean to hide, and said with a big smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time, but my style is better than before."

"It's really you."

Jin Shuli's eyes widened: "You...how did you come to Changcheng?"

That night, what happened on the boat made her unforgettable forever.

The god of the river took shape and bowed to the young man in front of him, just like a fairy tale circulating in the market.

Now, the person in the myth just sits in front of him alive.

"Walking around at will, just playing in the world of mortals." Su Mo glanced at the old Taoist priest opposite: "I happened to meet an acquaintance, so let's have a drink together."

"acquaintance?"

Jin Shuli looked at the old Taoist priest, squatted down and saluted slightly: "The Jin family, Jin Shuli, I have met the old man!"

The old Taoist looked sloppy, like a beggar, and even had a lot of dust and footprints on his body.

But how can someone who can sit and eat with this gentleman be an ordinary person?

And in those fairy tales, many old gods also like to dress up as this beggar on purpose.

The scene where Zhang Ji told Master Jin's fortune before and was thrown out by the servant, because she happened to have something outside, so she never saw it.

"Hey, okay, then what, you're welcome."

Zhang Ji had never received this kind of courtesy, so his smile was a little unnatural: "Little girl, you know how to be polite."

"Why don't you come with me to the second floor, sir?"

Jin Shuli said cautiously: "Today happens to be my grandfather's birthday, and the good wine and food are all on the second floor..."

Just as he was talking, there was a call from the stairs: "Shu Li, what are you dawdling about? The old man calls you to go up."

Along with the sound of footsteps, a middle-aged man in a white brocade robe walked over.

"Uncle." Jin Shuli saluted slightly, glanced at Su Mo, and said after a little hesitation, "It's just... I met... I met a former friend."

"friend?"

The middle-aged man called Uncle looked at Su Mo, couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and praised in his heart, "What a handsome young man."

"Jin Yongfan is Shu Li's uncle, what is the name of this little brother?"

"Su Mo." Su Mo responded briefly, his eyes sized up Jin Yongfan, and a strange color flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"So it's little brother Su Mo." Jin Yongfan said with a hearty smile, "Since he's Shu Li's friend, please go on the second floor. Today is the grandpa's birthday, all dishes and drinks are treats from Jin's family. You can just eat and drink."

After greeting, Jin Yongfan subconsciously looked at the opposite side, and when he saw Zhang Ji, his face suddenly turned cold: "Huh? Why are you here, you old liar?"

Jin Yongfan was also present when Zhang Ji told the old man Jin's fortune before, so naturally he would not have a good face.

"Ah?" Jin Shuli couldn't help but tighten his heart: "Second Uncle, this old gentleman... has a problem with you?"

"It's not with me, it's..." Jin Yongfan looked at him, and finally shook his head and said: "Forget it, today is the grandpa's birthday, so don't worry about the unpleasant things. Since we all know each other, you can also come to the second floor , I will never miss you a meal of wine and meat."

After finishing speaking, he didn't have the intention to say hello again, and went straight up the stairs with his hands behind his back.

Jin Shuli glanced at Zhang Ji worriedly, but saw that the old Taoist priest was still smiling, as if he didn't care about it at all, so he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief in his heart: "Mr. Su, this old gentleman, come with me? "

"Then thank you for your hospitality." Zhang Ji didn't speak, but Su Mo responded, then stood up and followed behind Jin Shuli.

"Su Zhenzhuan?" Zhang Ji was a little confused, and whispered: "Aren't you not interested in ordinary families like the Jin family?"

"Ah."

Su Mo looked through the wooden railings and looked at the people on the second floor: "That Jin Yongfan just now... has some problems."

"Besides, there are people who treat guests anyway. If you don't eat for free, you can go and have a look."

The atmosphere on the second floor is much more lively.

Almost all the rich and noble people in Changcheng gathered here to celebrate the birthday of Old Master Jin in turn.

The old man's name is Jin Anfu, and he has been living in Changcheng for 70 years, and he can be regarded as highly respected.

Jin Shuli originally planned to arrange Su Mo at the front table, but Su Mo's intention was not to eat, drink or have fun, so he chose a more remote corner.

".Mr. Su, what's the matter?"

Zhang Ji asked in a low voice until he sat down.

Su Mo's eyes were shining with light invisible to ordinary people, and he had already opened his eyes.

"Didn't you feel anything when you went to Jin's house to see Fengshui?" Su Mo looked at the old man Jin who was sitting in the main seat in the distance.

The old man Jin is full of yang energy and vigorous energy, so it is reasonable to say that he can live another seven or eight years without any problem.

But in his heart, there is a green light spot curled up.

It's like a glowing green earthworm!

"I don't feel anything." Zhang Ji recalled it carefully, and finally shook his head and said, "The Feng Shui of the Jin family is fine."

"It's just that Master Jin's lifespan is quite strange."

"I can see that he is obviously strong and strong, but after calculating it several times, I found that his lifespan will end in the next few days."

"But people have good fortune and bad luck. At best, I can roughly calculate the bad luck, but I don't have the means to avoid the bad luck and seek good luck."

When it came to the end, Zhang Ji (Wang Nuozhao) smiled a little embarrassedly.

While talking here, there was a sudden noise in the distance.

It seems that some kind of distinguished guest has come. The old man Jin Anfu who was originally sitting on everyone's birthday stand up and greeted him.

Su Mo looked through the crowd, but saw two little Taoist priests in blue Taoist robes walking slowly, one of them was holding a wine jar in his hand.

"Qing Yun Guan came to congratulate the old man on his birthday!"

The little Taoist priest walking in front with Fuchen in his arms saluted: "Master, the old man is practicing retreat and cannot come in person, so he sent the two of us here to give congratulatory gifts."

"Qingyun Temple?" Su Mo murmured.

It seems that Jin Anfu respects this Taoist temple very much. The two little Taoist boys are directly regarded as honored guests. Now they are sitting in the front seat, and the group of rich people around them are also flattering.

"Brother is from another place, right?"

An old man on the next table smiled and said, "Have you never heard of Qingyun Temple?"

"Please tell me the old man." Su Mo didn't hide his curiosity. .

Chapter 390

The old man stroked his beard with a look of satisfaction: "This Qingyun Temple is the sacred place of our Changcheng."

"The Daoist Qingxu in Qingyun Temple is even more like a fairy!"

"Really Qingxu?" Su Mo lowered his eyelids slightly.

What is it that is so bold that it dares to call itself a real person?

Zhang Ji asked from the side: "Old brother, this real Qingxu, what methods do you have that deserve your praise?"

"Means?" The old man smiled: "There are many methods."

"This great man can open the eyes of the blind, make the lame walk, turn stones into gold, call wind and rain, and breathe fire from his mouth. He really is like a fairy descending to earth!"

Hearing this passage, Zhang Ji was a little dumbfounded.

Although he knows some things in the Taoist sect, he is not a real Taoist in the end, and has almost never been in contact with those magical things.

"Brother, what you said, is this what you saw with your own eyes?"

"Of course." Seeing Zhang Ji's disbelief, the old man blew his beard and stared angrily: "I have seen all this with my own eyes. If I lie, I will be thundered!"

"Otherwise, why do you think the rich and powerful in our Changcheng would treat those two Taoist boys of Qingyun Temple with such respect?"

"This..." Zhang Ji's gaze towards the two Taoist boys also changed.

Su Mo remained silent and did not speak.

He had seen it with his special eyes just now, and the two Taoist boys were human beings, but they had a strong evil spirit wrapped around them, just like Lei Tianbao.

This is the result of staying with the evil spirits for a long time to get 700 points.

The previous Jin Yongfan also had a similar demonic aura, but it was much lighter.

Looking at it now, this so-called Daoist Qingxu is most likely a monster!

On the other side of the front table, the Daoist with the wine jar in his arms said loudly: "This jar of wine is brewed by the master himself. Ordinary people who drink it can be immune to all diseases and become strong."

"Today is the [-]th birthday of Mrs. Jin. Master is merciful, and specially asked the two of us to come here with spirit wine and distribute it to everyone who is doing it, so that everyone can enjoy some blessings together!"

Hearing this, everyone was overjoyed.

Daoist Qingxu is simply a living god. The spiritual wine brewed by himself is not an exaggeration even if it is called a fine nectar and jade liquid. To get a cup is simply a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes.

So after Dao Tong finished speaking, almost everyone held empty wine glasses and squeezed towards the front seat.

Even the old man who was talking to Su Mo before moved over with a wine glass.

The two Taoist boys looked at each other, and at the same time saw the triumphant look in each other's pupils.

He dumped the wine jug in his hand, and filled the glasses in front of him with liquor.

But Su Mo didn't move, and neither did Zhang Ji.

After all, he knows a little bit of divination, and he still has some premonitions about certain things.

A jar of wine is not too much, and it will be finished quickly.

Those who didn't get it could only beat their chests regretfully, but almost all of those rich and noble families got a glass of spiritual wine.

On the contrary, the old man seemed to be lucky, and he returned happily with a glass of green wine, and proudly raised his eyebrows at Su Mo and the others.

Su Mo didn't move his expression, the Fayan had actually opened, looking at the wine glass in his hand.

In the wine, a green earthworm about as long as a little finger was swimming in it. The reason why the wine was green was entirely due to the light on the earthworm.

But mortals can't see this earthworm, so they can only feel the glistening light from the wine in their hands, which is extremely magical.

Not only the old man, but everyone present had such an earthworm in their wine glasses!

And this earthworm looks exactly like the one in Jin Anfu's heart.

insanity?Or something else.

Su Mo could sense a strong demonic aura from the earthworm.

"Everyone."

Jin Anfu was the first to stand up, holding a wine glass in his hand: "Then the old man will take the lead and drink together!"

"Drink together!" The people below couldn't wait.

The aroma of the wine in that cup was so refreshing, if it wasn't for the fact that the people present were all famous and famous, they would have already drank the wine the moment they got it.

Su Mo remained calm, but his right hand under the table made a seal silently.

At the same time, he whispered softly: "Disease!"