Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

Su Mo glanced at the group of people, walked away without saying anything.

The sedan chair stopped at the gate of a mansion, two guards stepped forward and opened the gate, and Immortal Master Dawei walked in slowly.

In the living room, there were already seven or eight men in fine clothes sitting there. The youngest was around 40 to 80 years old, and the oldest was [-] to [-] years old.

They are all in charge of the top rich and powerful families in Qingcheng.

"The Immortal Master!"

Seeing Dawei coming in, everyone stood up and saluted.

"En." Dawei nodded, slowly sat down on the chair in the center, picked up the teacup by the table and said, "How are you thinking?"

"this......"

The men looked at each other and finally shook their heads.

"Huh?" Dawei frowned slightly: "What's going on?"

"Master Immortal, don't take offense!" An old man hurriedly pointed to the middle-aged man next to him: "We actually agree, but Patriarch Xu still refuses to let go!"

The person called Patriarch Xu was a man in his 40s, dressed in blue robes, with a solemn expression on his face.

"Immortal Master." Patriarch Xu sighed: "We can take out a thousand taels of silver, but ten pairs of boys and girls sacrifice to the river god? Forgive me!"

"And Qingcheng River God has always been gentle, how could he sacrifice these children!"

"presumptuous!"

A protector in white scolded, "Are you questioning the immortal master?"

"I didn't mean that." Patriarch Xu glanced at him.

"Patriarch Xu." Dawei put down his teacup at this moment, shook his head and said, "I know you can't bear it, but these sacrificial ceremonies are entrusted to me by the God of the River in a dream."

"The head of the Wang family didn't believe me before, and ordered someone to throw me out of the house. What happened? The evil ghosts are raging, and the Wang family is in a state of chaos!"

"If this immortal master hadn't been as open-minded as he was and subdued him regardless of previous suspicions, I'm afraid that the entire Wang family would have died at the hands of ghosts."

Hearing what Immortal Master Dawei said, the Patriarch of the Wang family nodded quickly, with awe in his eyes.

And several other Patriarchs around kept persuading them.

But after half a cup of tea, Patriarch Xu still refused to let go. Baiyin is easy to talk about, but living sacrifices are not!

"Xu Yonghou!" Dawei frowned, and called his real name: "Are you really going against the will of the River God?"

The fierce ghost hidden in him is already about to transform, and he only needs to let it devour ten pairs of boys and girls to go to a higher level, and even bring him with him to obtain part of the ghost's ability.

This is an irresistible temptation for Dawei who is a mortal.

"Master Dawei!"

Finally, Xu Yonghou slapped the table and stood up: "The river god has protected Qingcheng for decades, and he has never heard of any sacrifices. After the fairy master came, he said that the river god entrusted you with a dream and asked for a thousand taels of silver as a living sacrifice." Toddler."

"I suspect that it is not the river god who wants these things, but you, the immortal master!"

"Presumptuous!" This time, all the Patriarchs around were anxious.

Someone even tugged at Xu Yonghou's sleeve and said softly, "Stop talking, sit down!"

"it is good......"

Dawei smiled angrily, looked at him and nodded and said: "You can choose not to sacrifice, but if the river god blames you, don't blame this immortal master for not saving you!"

Upon hearing this, those patriarchs quickly shut their mouths, and then moved away from Xu Yonghou one after another.

Xu Yonghou was also a little scared, after all, the opponent's method of subduing the ghost was obvious to all.

But when he thought of those innocent children, Xu Yonghou felt a burst of anger, snorted coldly and walked towards the door.

Dawei looked at Xu Yonghou's back, his eyes gradually turned cold, and his right hand quietly pinched the jade pendant in his sleeve.

.........

With the appearance of the river god that day, there were many more tourists by the Qingcheng River. These people all carried cake offerings in their hands, threw them into the river, and knelt down to make a wish.

There was a black-covered boat parked by the river, and an old man wearing a hat sat on the boat, shaking his head and sighing as he watched the kneeling crowd.

"What are you sighing for?"

Suddenly a voice came from behind.

The peaceful atmosphere was interrupted, the old man felt dissatisfied, and was about to speak to drive away, but when he turned around, he froze in place.

Behind him, stood a young man in a white robe with a calm smile. His face was handsome, and his aura was like that of a banished fairy, which attracted many female relatives from afar to look at him.

"you are......"

The old man widened his eyes, recalling what happened that night.

"I haven't asked the old man's name yet." Su Mo made a silent gesture at him, signaling not to make it public, and then Panxi sat down beside him.

The old man was trembling with excitement, cupped his hands and said, "I don't dare to ask for advice, the little old man's surname is Hong, and his name is only happy..."

The one who can make the river god bow his head in worship must be a bigger god!

The god actually asked his name?Hong Le felt that all his luck in his life exploded at this moment.

"Boss Hong." Su Mo said with a smile: "I see that you have a lot of luck on your head. You must have not encountered any bad luck recently. You should have made a lot of money. Why are you sighing?"

Hong Le was slightly startled at first, but thinking of the other party's status as a fairy, seeing through his own luck seemed to be a trivial matter.

He pointed to Qingcheng in the distance, shook his head and sighed: "A monster came from Qingcheng, saying that ten pairs of boys and girls would be sacrificed to the river god. If the river god knew about it, he would be furious ?”

"It's a pity that the little old man is so soft-spoken, he can only watch the demon way stir up the wind and rain in the city, but feel sorry for those innocent children!"

"How do you judge that he is a demon?" Su Mo smiled with great interest, "Maybe this is really the river god entrusting him with a dream?"

"Will not."

Hong Le shook his head resolutely: "This river god has been silently protecting Qingcheng for decades, even he was never angry with ordinary people like us who repeatedly spoke rudely. Warlord, how could you entrust such a dream?"

"It must be that monster talking nonsense!"

"Well said!" There was a sudden cheer from the side, and a middle-aged man in a green robe came over.

"Patriarch Xu?" Hong Le didn't show any surprise, the two obviously knew each other.

Xu Yonghou looked at Su Mo a few times: "This young man looks extraordinary, dare I ask..."

"Su Mo." Su Mo nodded.

"So it's Mr. Su." Xu Yonghou cupped his hands and saluted: "Xu Yonghou is at the Xu family in Xiaqingcheng."

This is Xu Yonghou's habit, even though he is the owner of a wealthy family, he will treat everyone with courtesy, and it is precisely because of this that he can become friends with Hong Le, an ordinary boatman.

The two didn't know each other, so after introducing each other, they were speechless, and Xu Yonghou looked at Hong Le, and said, "Just now, the Dawei Demon Dao encouraged us to have a live festival."

"I sternly refused, and finally completely turned against that monster. As long as I am still alive, they will not even think about using living people as sacrifices!"

"The master of the Xu family is righteous." Hong Le cupped his hands.

Xu Yonghou smiled at him, but soon his expression sank, and he said in a hoarse voice: "It's just that the monster was completely enraged by me. When I left, he looked at me with murderous intent!".

Chapter 413

"This..." Hong Le frowned slightly, and said, "Patriarch Xu is a rich man in Qingcheng, with great influence, no matter how arrogant that monster is, he shouldn't dare to harm you, right?"

Xu Yonghou shook his head and lowered his voice: "I've been thinking about it for the past few days. Before the demon came, the weather in Qingcheng was smooth and the animals were safe, but since he came, it's been ghosts disturbing the people, and the river god entrusted dreams."

"That's why I suspect that maybe that fierce ghost of the Wang family is the hands and feet of that monster!"

Having said that, Xu Yonghou sighed slightly, with a sad face on his face: "So, now that monster is trying to kill me, I guess something will happen tonight, and he will most likely use witchcraft to harm me .”

"It's a pity that although there are many masters in my family, no one is proficient in this kind of mysterious magic..."

Seeing Xu Yonghou's appearance, Hong Le secretly glanced at Su Mo, opened his mouth to speak several times, but never dared to speak.

After all, the gods have never spoken, and he really dare not talk too much as a mortal.

Finally, after a while.

Under Xu Yonghou's shocked gaze, Hong Le suddenly knelt down: "Immortal!"

"Old Hong, you are..." Xu Yonghou looked at the old man in front of him in confusion.

When Hong Le was almost burning with anxiety, Su Mo glanced at him and said softly, "Get up."

After speaking, he turned his gaze to Xu Yonghou: "Have you ever regretted it?"

"Regret what?"

"I regret offending that demon." Su Mo looked at him and said with a smile, "As long as you promise to sacrifice the child alive, the demon will not insist on harming you, and naturally he can turn an enemy into a friend."

"Why don't I understand this truth?" Xu Yonghou smiled wryly, "But every time I think of twenty children who haven't grown up being thrown into the river and drowned like this, a fire rises in my heart."

"Therefore, even if I am asked to choose again, I will still angrily reprimand that demon, and I will never agree!"

Su Mo took a deep look at him, and suddenly said, "Extend your hand."

"Ok?"

Xu Yonghou looked at Su Mo suspiciously, not knowing what this young man wanted to do.

But Hong Le couldn't help but grab his wrist: "I let you reach out as soon as you reach out, why hesitate!"

Xu Yonghou looked confused, but he opened his palm honestly.

Su Mo stretched out his index finger, concentrating his true energy on his fingertips, and drew an invisible symbol on his palm.

Xu Yonghou only felt a warmth in his palm, as if a golden light flashed, but when he looked intently, he didn't see anything.

"Just go back to the mansion tonight. If you encounter any sneaky monsters, point your palm at it and read the imperial edict aloud."

After speaking, Su Mo stood up from the bow, walked slowly into the crowd, and disappeared.

"Do you remember what that person said?" Hong Le heaved a long sigh of relief, and looked at Xu Yonghou.

"I remember." Xu Yonghou nodded subconsciously, and after a few breaths, he didn't understand, so he asked: "Old Hong, what is that young man just now..."

"That... is a real god!" Old Hong looked at the place where Su Mo was sitting just now, and sighed leisurely.

.........

Night fell quickly.

Enter Xu's house.

All the family members were dismissed by Xu Yonghou, leaving only a dozen of the most loyal and brave personal guards.

There was a light in the living room, and he just sat on the main seat with a big sword, holding a big knife tied with a red string in his hand, with his eyelids slightly closed, like a resting tiger.

When he was young, he traveled all over the country for more than ten years. Although he is no longer as vigorous as he was when he was young, he still has blood in his body.

Outside the living room door, a dozen strong men lined up, staring at the surrounding darkness with angry eyes.

Several hours passed, but there was no movement.

Xu Yonghou breathed a sigh of relief, and stood up: "It's almost dawn, I think the monster dare not do anything, everyone should leave, go back and rest earlier!"

The strong men nodded, saluted the Patriarch, and left the yard one after another.

Xu Yonghou also took the box, ready to put the sword back in and seal it up.

at this time.

woohoo-

A gust of wind suddenly blew into the living room, the lights next to it were suddenly extinguished, and the whole living room was plunged into deep darkness.

Xu Yonghou's movements froze, only to feel the biting cold coming from behind him.

He didn't even pause for a moment, he immediately grasped the handle of the knife, turned around and slashed!

reed——

The big knife cut through the darkness, and it seemed that it had cut something vaguely.

But there was no feeling of a sharp weapon piercing into flesh and blood, Xu Yonghou only felt as if he had been hit by the water, and there was a terrifying cold coming from the blade, which made his hands hurt from the cold!

It wasn't until this moment that he had the space to look into the darkness ahead and see clearly what was attacking him.