Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

There was nothing wrong with it along the way.

The paper horse was tireless and swift, and had already arrived in the provincial capital at dawn.

Seeing the tall city wall, Yu Youhong also heaved a sigh of relief.

Although Su Mo escorted him along the way, it was considered worry-free, but after all, there was no peace of mind brought by such lively popularity.

After entering the provincial capital, Yu Youhong first disposed of all the goods on the car, and then gave Su Mo a good meal.

After Su Mo had eaten, he gave Yu Que a book on basic talismans, and then declined Yu Youhong's kindness to entertain him for a few more days, and rode on the paper horse and started on the road again.

Then there was a little episode.

It was Yu Youhong who got drunk during a party with his friends, told the story of that night, and was later changed by a storyteller, turning it into a ghost story and spreading it around.

.........

Renjia Town, in the funeral shop.

Although it was late at night, the funeral shop was still brightly lit.

Qiu Sheng sat on the chair, looked at the moonlight outside and sighed: "Oh, I have to come here every night to see if there are any ghosts lingering. The entertainment time for the two of us has been completely squeezed out. Tell me, when will such a day be possible?" Is it a head?"

"Ghost knows."

Wencai, who was holding a rag, also let out a long sigh: "Miss Ren is a daughter of gold, and the Ren family has a lot of things to do, so naturally I don't have time to come here to watch every day. As for our master... well, let's not mention it." .”

"Now it seems that we can only be relieved when the uncle comes back. But the uncle has been away for several months, and there is not even a letter."

"Actually, there is another way." Qiu Sheng said suddenly.

"What way?" Wen Cai's eyes lit up: "Speak quickly!"

After all, coming here is not only boring, but also has to work, and you have to be frightened, and you will be startled by the sudden appearance of ghosts from time to time.

Wencai, who is tired and lazy by nature, has long since given up on doing it, but because of the fear of his master, he dare not complain.

Qiu Sheng looked at the surrounding walls, and said softly, "Uncle Shi's funeral shop is all made of wood, and it will be ready at one point."

"As long as this house is burned down, those ghosts will not come here again without guidance. Besides, the uncle himself is not short of money, and he is the son-in-law of the Ren family, so he probably won't care about such a small room." room."

"Let's just say we accidentally spilled the lamp oil, and everything will be fine!"

However, after Wencai heard the plan, he gave him a blank look, turned around and continued to wipe the table with a rag, and said angrily: "I want to do it for you, and see if the uncle will expose your skin when he comes back."

"That's what I mean." Qiu Sheng curled his lips.

Although Master Uncle looks gentle and peaceful on weekdays, once he really gets angry, he is even scarier than Master!

As the night deepened, the two of them also slowly slacked off, looking at the incense on the table, waiting for the incense to burn out, then went to the attic to rest...

During this period of time, both of them lived in Baishidian. After all, there might be ghosts coming before the sun rose.

And there is a spell left by Su Mo on the attic, let alone a ghost, even a hundred-year-old zombie can't get close.

The moon gradually moved to the center of the night sky, and a ray of moonlight fell on a paper figurine.

The head of the paper man suddenly turned slightly.

"Huh?" Wen Cai quickly looked over.

"What's wrong?" Qiu Sheng asked.

Wen Cai stared at the paper figurine: "I seemed to see that paper figurine moved a little bit ago?"

"Ok?"

Qiu Sheng jumped up quickly, picked up a talisman from his bag, and approached cautiously.

But until he came in front of the paper figurine and stuck the talisman on his forehead, nothing happened, and the talisman didn't react at all.

"What a fuss!"

Qiu Sheng took off the talisman and took a look at Wen Cai: "You must be dazzled."

"Is it really my eyes?" Wen Cai rubbed his eyes vigorously.

"Cut." Qiu Sheng shook his head, curled up on the chair again, and yawned: "Looking at the incense burner, let's go up to rest when the time is up, I'm so sleepy."

The incense was about to burn out, but the two of them were already sound asleep on the chairs.

Suddenly, a paper figurine moved slowly.

As if it were a signal.

In the whole room, all the paper figurines turned their heads, looked at the two people on the chair, and moved slowly.

"Ok?"

Wen Cai suddenly opened his eyes and looked around.

The room was very quiet, he frowned slightly, and instinctively sensed that something seemed wrong.

But he couldn't figure it out, so after a while, he just thought that he was nervous, muttered and continued to stare at the incense.

After a while, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he dozed off again.

As for Qiusheng... he has already fallen asleep by now.

And those paper figurines moved here very tacitly.

"Ok?"

Wen Cai opened his eyes again and scratched his head.

The room was still silent, the paper figurines formed a circle without any movement.

He smacked his lips, seeing that there was only the last incense stick left, and planned to take another nap.

and many more!

Suddenly, Wen Cai was taken aback.

He turned his head slowly and looked at the still paper figurines, cold sweat immediately covered his forehead.

Surrounded in a circle?

He clearly remembered that he lined up those paper figurines and leaned against the wall! .

Chapter 423

So now the situation is...

Wen Cai slowly walked to Qiu Sheng's side, pushing him, "Qiu Sheng, Qiu Sheng, wake up."

"Oh, what are you doing." Qiu Sheng waved his palm away and muttered, "Don't bother me, I'm sleepy."

A dark cloud moved past, just covering the moonlight, and a dark wind blew in. The candles in the Baishidian were instantly extinguished, and the whole room was plunged into darkness.

In the shadows, there seemed to be figures moving.

Wen Cai's face was wrinkled into a bitter gourd, and he was on the verge of crying. He didn't bother to call Qiu Sheng anymore, but hurriedly took out a match and quickly wiped it in his hand.

The more anxious you are, the worse things will be.

He struck off several matches in a row, but the sound of footsteps in the darkness was getting closer!

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Wen Cai kept chanting, desperately rubbing the matches in his hands.

Footsteps sounded behind him, and he vaguely felt a cold breath coming from his neck, as if someone was lying on his back and blowing towards him!

reed——

Finally, just when he was about to throw away his things and run away, the match in his hand finally lit up, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

Wen Cai protected the dancing flame with one hand, and carefully lit the candle lamp on the table.

The store regained its light again, but Wen Cai also froze in place.

Behind him, there is a paper man not more than 12 feet away from him, wearing red and green, his pale face is flickering under the candlelight, his eyes are black, and the blood-red mouth painted on cinnabar is curved and hooked to both sides. It seems to be laughing.

It's just that the smile on its face is really weird.

And the paper figurines around them also moved a lot closer, surrounding the two of them.

"Qiu Sheng, Qiu Sheng!"

Wen Cai leaned against Qiu Sheng and kept pushing him.

"Oh, are you annoying?" Qiu Sheng turned his back and continued to sleep soundly.

Those paper people seemed to be laughing.

The eyes drawn in black ink stared at him, with a somewhat inexplicable meaning.

In his anxiety, Wen Cai suddenly picked up the copper basin filled with sewage on the table, and covered Qiu Sheng's face with his head.

wow-

The water is surging, and the cold breath spreads all over the body.

Qiu Sheng woke up suddenly from the dream, jumped up from the chair, opened his mouth and looked at Wen Cai: "You are crazy!"

"Look around."

Wen Cai lowered his voice and pointed around.

"What's wrong with the surroundings?" Qiu Sheng turned his head in confusion, and then froze on the spot: "This...how did these paper figurines come here? Did you do it?"

"It's not me." Wen Cai waved his hands desperately, almost crying.

Qiu Sheng also panicked, jumped off the chair, grabbed Wen Cai's arm and ran towards the door: "Come on, let's go find Master!"

slam-la-

Those paper figurines no longer hide now, they completely surround them, blocking the two of them in the room.

They have dark eyes, bright red lips, and weird smiles on their faces.

"Brother paper figurines!"

Qiu Sheng forced a smile: "Then what, you are all made by my uncle. Strictly speaking, we are actually brothers of the same school!"

"Brothers and sisters, brothers and sisters, it's convenient for you, how about letting the two of us go?"

There was no movement.

Qiu Sheng looked around and took Wen Cai's arm: "Hurry up and go."

bang——

Just when they approached a paper figurine, the paper figurine suddenly raised its leg and kicked Qiu Sheng hard in the chest, kicking him back into the living room, and Wen Cai who was behind him also flew back.

Immediately afterwards, all the paper figurines rushed forward.

Wen Cai hurriedly grabbed a handful of talismans and threw them out, but these talismans were like waste paper, although they were scattered all over the sky, they did not play any role.

A paper figurine had already rushed forward, opened its mouth, and bit his thigh.

"what!!!"

Wen Cai screamed terribly, but saw that a large piece of flesh on his leg was torn off like this, spraying blood.

And the paper man straightened up, chewing with his mouth, and blood flowed continuously along the corner of his mouth, dyeing its body blood red.

The remaining paper figurines smelled blood and smiled even wider.

"Qiu Sheng! Qiu Sheng, save me!"

Wen Cai's thigh was in unbearable pain right now, and he couldn't stand up at all, so he could only lie on the ground and crawl towards the attic desperately.

However, to his despair, there were already two paper figurines standing at the top of the stairs, looking at him greedily, especially at his bleeding wound.

And over there.

Qiu Sheng has good martial arts skills, and he was not injured for a while, but had some contact with those paper figurines.

Seeing Wen Cai calling for help, he quickly pulled away, and then flew forward and kicked the two paper figurines in the chest.

"Are you okay?"