Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

This little brother looks plump and handsome, and his clothes are neat and clean, but the old Taoist looks sloppy, his robes are tattered and he can't see his original appearance, no matter how he thinks about it, he can't get together .

But seeing that Su Mo didn't object, Shou Xin naturally didn't say anything more.

It's just that when he walked to the door, he seemed to be hesitating.

Finally, after a few breaths, he suddenly turned his head, fixed his eyes on Su Mo, and said softly, "It's your bad luck."

"Remember, tonight, sleep honestly. No matter what you hear, don't open the door. It's best not to open your eyes."

"As soon as it dawns tomorrow, I will leave quickly and go to any inn in the city to settle down!"

After speaking, he left without looking back.

Looking at the back of Shou Xin leaving, Zhang Ji looked a little uneasy: "Su Zhenchuan, what should we do?"

"Cold."

Su Mo looked calm, took out a piece of white paper and tied it into a small bed, and then turned it into a spacious bed with a wave of his hand.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a few sheets of white paper, and there was no shortage of pillows and quilts.

Xiaogou Zhang stood beside him, his eyes widened, and his mouth was so wide that he could almost stuff an egg into it.talent.

Chapter 392

It has been a long time since Su Mo made these daily necessities with white paper.

Now it seems that the craftsmanship is not unfamiliar, and the things that are tied are beautiful, soft and comfortable.

Looking at the grandpa and grandson who were stunned in place, Su Mo sat on the bed and said with a smile: "Don't be stunned, the bed will be given to you."

He was referring to the real bed prepared by the Taoist temple in the corner.

Zhang Ji nodded, and swallowed back what he was about to say.

He originally wanted to say that the bed was given to Su Mo, and the two of them were used to sleeping in the open, so they could just make a bed on the floor.

Zhang Xiaogou slowly walked to the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand and pressed it.

But I felt that what I pressed was not white paper, it was clearly genuine cotton, soft and warm!

"This this......"

The immature world view was completely subverted at this moment.

The little girl was seven or eight years old, her plump cheeks looked like a bun, and her bulging eyes were even more cute at the moment.

Su Mo also thought of teasing her, looked at her and said with a smile: "Little girl, you don't really think that the things I talked about with your grandfather before are all stories, do you?"

"Then you... Then you, have you really killed a demon?" Zhang Xiaogou's name changed, and his fist was half stuffed in his mouth.

"What do you say?"

Seeing the little girl's expression slowly changing, Zhang Ji smiled wryly, took her little hand and said, "Okay, go to bed quickly, don't disturb Su Zhenchuan."

Zhang Xiaogou seemed to want to say something more, but met Zhang Ji's stern gaze, but in the end he could only get into the bed angrily with a puffy face.

Looking at Zhang Xiaogou, he seemed to be sulking, and turned his back to himself.

Zhang Ji said helplessly: "Su Zhenchuan, you..."

Originally, he didn't want his granddaughter to be exposed to these things, so he planned to let her spend her life peacefully as a complete mortal.

It's just that after tonight, this goal is obviously impossible to achieve.

Su Mo naturally understood his thoughts, and said softly, "Do you think it's possible?"

"This..." Zhang Ji was speechless for a moment.

"It's unavoidable." Su Mo shook his head and said, "Nowadays, in this world, monsters are everywhere. Can you really guarantee that she will be safe for the rest of her life and never touch these things once?"

"It's not necessary for her to learn your half-baked hexagram skills. It's just for her to have a general understanding. If something happens to her in the future, she will know how to deal with it. It's also for her own good."

Zhang Ji was silent for a while, and finally nodded silently, which was regarded as his approval of this statement.

Indeed, living in this world, things like ghosts and ghosts are really easy to come across.

He himself has encountered it a few times. Fortunately, he knows how to do divination and avoid it in advance, so that he can live safely until now.

Some of the previous thoughts were too taken for granted.

After adjusting his mentality, Zhang Ji's gaze also changed slightly: "Su Zhenchuan, what shall we do next?"

"Sleep." Su Mo said casually.

"Sleep?" Zhang Ji was taken aback.

"Correct."

Su Mo took out a Taoist scripture and flipped it in his hand: "Didn't that Shouxin say that we should not open the door no matter what we hear in the middle of the night?"

"Presumably there will be some changes in the Taoist temple in the middle of the night. If we want to investigate something, we only need to wait until midnight."

.........

Taoist front yard.

"Master." Shou Xin came behind the old Taoist priest.

"Those people have all fallen asleep?" The old Taoist's voice was a little hoarse.

"They're all asleep." Shou Xin replied.

"Shou Xin, you've been dishonest lately." The old Taoist sighed, raised his head slowly, and fixed his eyes on Shou Xin.

Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the middle-aged Taoist priest, and he quickly knelt down on the ground.

The old Taoist stared at him coldly: "This time it is a warning to you, if there is another time... you can go see the temple master yourself!"

Hearing this, Shou Xin seemed to have been frightened by something, his body trembled suddenly, and he said repeatedly: "Disciple, don't dare again!"

"Ah."

The old Taoist nodded, his tone softer: "How many times have I told you that as long as we follow Guanzhu Qingxu, we will be able to live forever and be at ease in the future, and those mortals will be like ants."

"Why do you have to pity the lives of some ants?"

Patting him on the shoulder, the old Taoist said softly, "Think about it yourself."

"Is the Longevity Water ready?"

"It's all ready." Shou Xin responded quickly.

"Ah."

The old Taoist nodded and sneered: "Then let's start, those old guys must have been impatient."

Shou Xin bowed and retreated, while the old Taoist went to the corner of the room and removed the painting stuck on the wall.

A deep passage is revealed.

The old Taoist went straight into the passage.

in the guest room.

"Ok?"

Su Mo, who was reciting Taoist scriptures silently, raised his eyebrows suddenly, his eyes seemed to penetrate the wall and darkness, looking in a certain direction.

"Su Zhenchuan, what's wrong?" Zhang Ji, who hadn't slept all this time, asked quickly.

After all, knowing that there are monsters lurking in this Taoist temple, and there may be changes in the middle of the night, how can he still sleep?

Su Mo didn't explain, but threw down a talisman: "If you notice something wrong, tear up this talisman."

After speaking, he slowly closed his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a transparent figure emerged from his sky cap.

With Su Mo's current state, even if the primordial spirit is out of the body, the body will have certain instincts.

That is, when it senses danger, it will automatically take action.

Moreover, he also gave orders to the five generals who were shrunk down and hidden in his sleeves, enough to protect his health.

Zhang Ji was just a mortal and couldn't see the soul, but he knew that his way of life lay in Su Mo, so he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest. He tightly held the talisman in his hand and watched the darkness outside the window vigilantly.

The primordial spirit is empty and is not blocked by gold bricks and stone tiles, so Su Mo passed through the wall all the way, and finally came to the painting.

He squeezed the Dharma seal with his hands, and as his true qi surged, he covered up all the aura on his body.

Su Mo is now confident, and with the cultivation base under the realm of refining the gods, he can't see through his own concealment at all.

The three great virtues in Maoshan are in the realm of refining gods and returning emptiness.

Moreover, even Yuanshen can use shapeshifting, that is to say, even if he senses something is wrong, he can immediately switch places with the paper figurine.

It is far less than 5000 meters away from his guest room.

The passage was deep and dark, leading to a long-abandoned house outside the city.

But at this moment, dozens of old people in brocade robes were sitting in the hall of the dilapidated house.

All these old people have white beard and hair, and the youngest ones seem to be over 80 or [-] years old.

If someone he knew was here, he would definitely exclaim.

Because these old people are clearly the old masters of those wealthy families in Changcheng!

In the entire Changcheng, almost all the elders of the noble families gathered in this lobby, all of them showed longing and anticipation, as if they were waiting for something.

Not long after, the figure of the old Taoist priest appeared.

He looked around and asked softly, "Is everyone here?"

"It's all here." An old man responded.

Another old man said softly: "That old guy Jin Anfu has also reached his age, maybe we can take him with us next time?"

"Hmph, Jin Anfu, that old guy." The old Taoist snorted coldly, his eyes showing coldness: "I tried it several times, and found that this old guy is so stubborn that he still has the ridiculous idea of ​​benefiting one party."

"If he finds out about this matter, there might be some disturbance."

"But..." An old man hesitated and said, "The Jin family has deep connections in Changcheng, Jin Anfu may have noticed something."

"rest assured."

The old Taoist said in a low voice: "Reverend Qingxu has already planted a heart-eating Gu on him, and in just a few days at most, the old guy will die."

"At that time, Yongfan will take over the Jin family, and the entire Changcheng will naturally have no obstacles."

In the darkness, a middle-aged man greeted everyone with a smile.

It was Kim Yong-bum. .

Chapter 393

In the dark hall, a circle of people sat around a round table.

There was a candle in the middle of the round table, and the flame danced, illuminating everyone's faces, looking a little gloomy for no reason.

In the darkness in the corner, Su Mo's soul was completely transparent, watching all this with cold eyes, no one could detect his existence.

After Jin Yongfan spoke, no one spoke again.

They seemed to be waiting for something, each of them looked expectant, like a group of hungry wolves waiting for meat.

Didn't make these people wait long.

With the sound of footsteps, Shou Xin in Taoist robes walked over holding a huge wine jar.

The moment they saw the wine jar, some people couldn't sit still.

But the old Taoist gave him a cold look, and the man swallowed, and behaved obediently again.

"This is the longevity water for this month."

The wine jar was placed in the middle of the round table, and the old Taoist personally uncovered the two talismans pasted on it.