Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

Shou Xin led the way, and he had already entered the front hall after a while.

At the dinner table, the old Taoist priest was already sitting on one side, and when he saw Su Mo and the others approaching, he showed a dry smile: "The Taoist temple is poor, and there are not many good things. Let's just eat something."

Sure enough, as the old Taoist said, there was only porridge, steamed buns, and a few dishes of pickles on the table.

This is far from the feast last night... Zhang Ji muttered to himself, but he didn't show it, and gnawed on the steamed bun.

Zhang Xiaogou also picked up the bowl to eat and drink.

"What's your name, little brother?" the old Taoist asked.

"My surname is Su." Su Mo said softly, but did not say his full name.

"It turned out to be Brother Su." The old Taoist smiled: "The poor Daoist named Qingyuan is the supervisor of Qingyun Temple. If Brother Su and the others are not in a hurry, they can stay for a few more days."

"Three days later, it will be the day of my Qingyun Temple Grand Ceremony, Brother Su can come to watch the ceremony."

"Oh? Then I'd rather be obedient than respectful!" Su Mo laughed.

The old and the young just looked at each other across the dining table, smiling like a spring breeze, but an inexplicable brilliance flashed in the depths of their pupils.

After breakfast, Su Mo and the others left the Taoist temple.

Seeing their leaving backs, Shou Xin asked a little puzzled: "Master, why did you choose them?"

"It's not them, it's the one named Su."

The old Taoist priest Qingyuan narrowed his eyes: "You haven't received the gift of the Lord, and you can't see it with the naked eye, but I can see that the young man surnamed Su is full of three qi, full of essence and blood, far surpassing him." Ordinary people are very likely to be martial arts masters!"

"With him as the introduction, the effect must be extraordinary."

"As for kung fu...hehe, how can the vulgar fists and feet of mortals be able to resist the divine magic of the temple master?"

Although Su Mo can now conceal all his aura and true qi fluctuations, the qi and blood that is naturally displayed in his body is still far beyond that of ordinary people.

This caused the misunderstanding of the old Taoist priest Qingyuan, but... this misunderstanding is big!

.........

On the street, Zhang Ji followed Su Mo, and asked cautiously, "Mr. Su, where are we going today?"

He was worried that it would be the same as yesterday, walking around the whole Changcheng, he couldn't bear it at his age.

Fortunately, it didn't go as he expected.

Su Mo sat down in front of a stall on the street, ordered a pot of hot tea, and said casually, "I'm not going anywhere, I'm waiting for someone here."

"Waiting for someone?" Zhang Ji was a little puzzled.

"Here we come." Su Mo gestured towards the street.

The person on the street is Jin Shuli.

At this moment, her brows were tightly furrowed, and she looked preoccupied.

Looking up by chance, I happened to see Su Mo and the others who were drinking tea in the distance.

Jin Shuli was overjoyed, and trotted over quickly.

"Mr. Su, Master Zhang, I found you!"

"Huh?" Zhang Ji was really confused: "Why are you looking for us?"

"It's my grandfather!"

Jin Shuli picked a stool and sat down, heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "My grandpa, recently... is it really possible to go back?"

To be honest, Mr. Jin's body looks very tough, anyone who looks at it thinks that he can live another seven or eight years.

Jin Shuli also thought so before, but now it is different.

Mr. Su is the one who makes even the river gods bow down to worship him. He is almost no different from a god. And this Taoist priest Zhang seems to be good friends with Mr. Su, so he must have some abilities that transcend ordinary people.

Therefore, what he said really made Jin Shuli a little terrified...

"This......"

Zhang Ji glanced at Su Mo and saw that he had not objected, so he said eagerly, "I'm not sure about this."

"After all, things like hexagrams are actually fate, and they are not sure."

"But...if the old Daoist hexagrams are correct, Mrs. Jin may experience a big change in just a few days."

Jin Shuli's expression changed upon hearing this.

She looked at Su Mo subconsciously, with a pleading look on her face: "Mr. Su...can you help my Jin family and save my grandpa!"

.........

"Mr. Su."

Looking at the back of Jin Shuli leaving, Zhang Ji asked cautiously: "The talisman you gave really works?"

Just now, Su Mo just gave Jin Shuli a talisman to secretly sew into Jin Anfu's clothes and wear it with him.

"of course."

Su Mo still had this confidence.

Although the heart-eating Gu worm in Jin Anfu's heart is weird, it's actually not that strong. With his current cultivation level, the talisman drawn by himself wants to suppress it, which is simple.

And that talisman only suppressed the actions of the Gu insects, so the monster controlling the Gu insects would not notice any abnormality unless a death order was issued.

"So... where do we go now?"

"Go back to Qingyun Temple."

Su Mo turned around and walked towards the way he came, a thoughtful look flashed across his brows.

Although Jin Shuli lived in other places with his father, he has come back often these years, so he has a good understanding of the situation in Changcheng.

According to what she said, this Qingyun Temple was located in Changcheng decades ago, and the Daoist Qingxu was also a figure of the same period.

But in the past few decades, neither Qingyun Guan nor Daoist Qingxu himself has shown any powerful means.

It's just an ordinary old man who knows some medical skills and can recite Taoist scriptures. During festivals and the like, someone will invite old Taoist priests to come home to pray for blessings or something.

But that all changed two years ago.

On a certain day two years ago, the Daoist Qingxu suddenly announced that he would change his path and take the name of Daoist Qingxu, claiming that he had monstrous mana and had the means of a god.

Naturally, no one believed it at first. After decades of getting along, everyone is already very familiar with each other.

But within a few days, that Daoist Qingxu really showed his immortal skills.

He cured the lame man's short legs and the blind man's eyes, and some people saw that he could summon heavenly soldiers and generals. From then on, Qingxu Daoist's name spread.

And this old Taoist priest also changed his temperament drastically from that day on, becoming indifferent, arrogant, and often unable to retreat, rarely contacting the outside world.

Almost all those who came out were his disciples. .

Chapter 398

two years ago...

According to Jin Shuli, for decades, Qingxu Taoist priests have always been mortals, except for superficial medical skills, they don't know half of magic.

But Su Mo could clearly feel that there was indeed a demon in the ground that day, and there was no trace of human beings at all!

I don't know what happened in Qingyun Temple.

The Qingyun Temple has not been opened for some time. It is said that the real Qingxu is practicing in seclusion, so he does not receive pilgrims.

Perhaps because of what the old Taoist priest Qingyuan explained, Su Mo and the others were not stopped when they entered.

Unaccompanied, Su Mo wandered around the Taoist temple without any recognition of his life.

The backyard from last night has disappeared now, but with Su Mo's magic eye open, he can clearly see the location of that yard.

It's just the most basic trick to deceive ordinary people.

It's just that the hidden backyard is empty now, only a strong evil spirit pervades the ground, and there is nothing to see.

Just going around like this, I came to a remote path before I knew it.

There is a wooden door at the end of the path. There is a lock on the wooden door. It seems to have been old for some years, and the lock surface is stained with rust.

"Bro!"

Just when Su Mo was about to go over to have a look, Shou Xin came from a distance: "Brother, you can't enter that courtyard."

"Huh?" Su Mo raised his eyebrows: "Is there any taboo?"

While saying 12 words, Zhen Qi had already quietly soaked into the soil, exploring behind the door.

"That courtyard was originally a place to draw water." Shou Xin looked a little unnatural: "Then someone stumbled and fell into the well, and as a result, the evil spirit lingered and turned into a ghost."

"Fortunately, the master's mana is so powerful that he was suppressed at the bottom of the well, but this place has since been sealed off and no one can enter."

Shou Xin said: "Besides, Qingyun Temple is only this big, if I don't want to rest in the guest room, it's better to take a stroll in this prosperous city."

"Yes." Su Mo nodded, turned and left.

However, that ray of true qi has already penetrated into the well.

"Huh?" Su Mo snorted softly.

"What's wrong?" Shouxin asked suspiciously.

"Oh, it's nothing, I remembered something." Su Mo smiled at him, and suddenly asked, "By the way, when was this place closed?"

"Two years ago." Shou Xin replied without thinking.

"Two years ago..." Su Mo looked back at the closed wooden door, and a meaningful look flashed in his eyes.

The moment the real qi penetrated in just now, he didn't feel the slightest bit of resentment, which proved that there were no ghosts in the well.

On the contrary, he also felt the blood of a living person!

The wooden door was closed two years ago, and Daoist Qingxu also underwent a major change two years ago... I'm afraid it's not a civet cat for the prince!

The real Daoist Qingxu may be in that well.

It's just that he hasn't died without eating or drinking for two years, and Su Mo is sure that the other party has not practiced alchemy, which makes him a little confused.

But in any case, tonight is always going to see.

Because the routine of the underground monster seems to be similar to that of humans.

Sober during the day, and monitoring everything in the Taoist temple while cultivating, Su Mo will not be detected by it, but as long as Su Mo enters the well, the demon will feel the change.

And once it's night, the monster will fall into a deep closed state.

So last night, it wasn't until the mirror demon ate up the man's heart that the underground demon belatedly berated him.

Nothing happened during the day, but the old man of a certain rich family in the city passed away.

It is said that the old man was murdered by a ghost and died on his own bed.

When the servants found him, his belly was cut open and his heart was taken out.

Although the family blocked the news urgently, this kind of thing was like growing wings, and it didn't take long for it to spread all over the city.

With the money given by Su Mo, the grandfather and grandson tasted all the delicacies in the city, Zhang Xiaogou also changed into new clothes, but Zhang Ji was still wearing the rotten Taoist robe.

According to what he said, this Taoist robe was left by his ancestors, and it carried good luck. He relied on this Taoist robe several times to turn danger into fortune.

It's just that after Su Mo looked with his magic eyes, he found that it was just an ordinary Taoist robe without any power.

But he didn't break it either.

Night fell soon.

Looking at the full moon hanging outside the window, Zhang Ji asked with fear and anticipation: "Su Zhenchuan, when will the ghost banquet start tonight?"

After a day of precipitation, most of Zhang Ji's fear of the ghost feast dissipated.

After all, after traveling all over the world for decades, he has learned a lot, and his ability to accept is stronger than that of ordinary people.

Su Mo looked at him amusedly: "You treat the ghost banquet as a normal meal, every night?"

"It's rare for ordinary people to meet once in decades. We just happened to meet this time. The monsters hidden in this Taoist temple need the help of those friends, so we held a ghost feast."