Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

As soon as the Suppressing Ghost Talisman was opened, the evil spirit suppressed inside turned into a black shadow and rushed out, heading straight for the exit, obviously wanting to escape from here.

It's a pity that the huge ghost-suppressing talisman branded on the ground lit up.

The crimson light was like a branding iron, scalding Hei Ying fiercely.

The evil ghost screamed and fell to the ground.

But Tan Yousheng pinched the seal with his hands at this moment, and then pressed the talisman in his hand on the evil spirit.

With a cry of surprise, the evil ghost turned into a black smoke and was sucked into it by the talisman.

Tan Yousheng frantically dug out a palm-sized jade bottle from a pile of sundries nearby, and carefully filled the jade bottle with black grease, soaking the talisman.

The black grease carried a strong evil spirit and a fishy smell.

Su Mo's eyes flickered, but he already recognized this thing in his heart.

This is corpse oil!

It's not from ordinary corpses, but oil extracted from zombies!

Immediately afterwards, he rolled the talisman into a roll, took a stick of incense from the incense burner, and carefully lit the talisman scroll.

Then, he put the talisman in his mouth, took a deep breath like smoking, and sprayed two black columns of smoke from his nasal cavity.

The talisman scroll was quickly sucked out, Tan Yousheng's complexion gradually returned to normal, the black energy on his body slowly dissipated, and even his spirit recovered.

He shook off the remaining ashes between his fingers, let out a long breath, and stood up from the ground.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the secret room.

"Soul smoke?"

Su Mo's voice was revealed, and there was a bit of weirdness in his voice.

No wonder.

He had already noticed before that this Tan Yousheng had actually died a long time ago, and he had been dead for about two or three months!

In other words, before he came to Renjia Town, he was already a dead person.

However, he was able to breathe and speak like a normal person, even his heartbeat and body temperature were normal, his blood was circulating, and his soul showed no sign of turning into a ghost.

It is completely indistinguishable from an ordinary living person!

"Biography of Su Zhen?"

Tan Yousheng was stunned: "You...how did you get in?"

But he looked at Su Mo's calm face, remained silent for a while, and finally said with a wry smile: "Forget it...have you seen it all?"

"Using soul smoke to continue life, I have only seen records in ancient books before, but this is the first time I have encountered it in reality."

The so-called soul smoke is what Tan Yousheng made just now.

The spirit talisman is the volume, the corpse oil is the guide, the ghost is the material, and then it is lit with incense.

There is order in the world, and each person's life has a fixed number, which has already been recorded in the book of life and death. Only when he cultivates the Dao of Immortals, or is canonized by the heavenly court, can his name be erased from the book of life and death.

So in ancient times, some monks were unwilling to do this, so they invented something like soul smoke.

People who are dying can forcibly continue their life by inhaling the soul smoke!

The length of life extension depends on the strength of the ghost. Weak ghosts may only last a few days, while powerful ghosts may even last a few years.

Looking at Su Mo's gaze, Tan Yousheng explained: "The evil ghosts sealed in these jars are real ghosts, who have killed many people before, even if you disciples of the immortal sect meet them, you will choose to kill them directly. Cut off."

"Thus, I use them to make soul smoke. Although it can be regarded as going against the sky, it can't be considered harmful to the sky. At least I have a clear conscience."

Su Mo nodded silently.

Indeed, these ghosts can be regarded as doing a lot of evil, and his discerning eyes can naturally see it.

Seeing Su Mo nodding, Tan Yousheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's just..." Su Mo looked at Tan Yousheng's appearance, and sighed softly, "Why is this so?"

"Just to live longer, are you willing to pay such a price? Although your merits and virtues are not obvious, you have no sins. At least you may be reborn into a good family in the next life, but now..."

Soul smoke, something against the sky, has such a remarkable effect that it should be sought after by countless monks, especially those whose lifespan is nearing the end of their lives.

But the reality is that few people have used it throughout the ages.

Because it has a fatal flaw.

The soul smoke acts directly on the soul, once one inhales the soul smoke, it will be considered as violating the natural law between heaven and earth, and his soul will be rejected by heaven and earth.

Then in the future, he can only inhale the soul smoke continuously, because once he stops the soul smoke and really dies, his soul will be crushed by heaven and earth the moment he leaves the body!

Heaven and earth are not the same thing as the way of heaven.

Heaven and earth refer to this world itself.

Therefore, even if the real end of Dharma comes and the way of heaven disappears, the power of heaven and earth will always exist in this world.

Every time you inhale the soul smoke, it is equivalent to extracting the power of a ghost, directly acting on your own soul, forcibly sealing the soul in the body, and merging with the body.

But there is a limit to the endurance of the human soul.

Moreover, he is a heretic monk, his soul is almost the same as that of ordinary people, so his endurance is very weak, as long as three to five years, and as little as half a year, he must be close to the limit.

Once his soul reaches this limit one day, it will be the time when his soul will fly away.

This is what Su Mo couldn't understand.

Just to live a few more years, are you willing to lose your soul and never be reborn forever?

Tan Yousheng smiled wryly: ".¨Su Zhenchuan still remembers, I told you about my family, right?"

Su Mo nodded.

He is the last person left in the Tan family.

Tan Yousheng sighed: "So... the inheritance of the Tan family for hundreds of years is on me. Once my soul returns to the underworld, the inheritance of the Tan family will be broken."

"So I can't die... At least, I can't die until I find my successor and pass on the Tan family's tradition!"

"Even if the soul flies away, as long as the orthodoxy can be passed on, it is worth it!"

It's hard to imagine, but easy to understand.

Because in this era, the word inheritance is more important than the sky!

For example, Zixiao, and other great masters of Xianmen, why did they make arrangements?

Why are you willing to take the risk of offending the Heavenly Court, dying yourself, and destroying thousands of years of Taoism, to fight for your fate with the Heavens?

In the end, it's all for the sect, and the sect is the inheritance!

Otherwise, with the strength of Master Zixiao, he would have been able to walk through the Dao of Immortals hundreds of years ago, soar directly into the universe, occupy a star to become the star king, and live forever.

Therefore, Su Mo really couldn't say anything about Tan Yousheng's choice.

In the end, he just looked at Tan You (Zhao Lizhao) and said in a loud voice: "That's all for evil ghosts, they deserve what they deserve, no matter what the way of death is, they will die anyway."

"But if I find out that you use good ghosts to make soul smoke, it will be your death."

"Don't worry, Zhenchuan, I have my own bottom line in my heart." Tan Yousheng said seriously.

"Well done."

Su Mo didn't say any more, turned and left the secret room.

"Um--"

Looking at Su Mo's back, Tan Yousheng suddenly covered his head, his brows furrowed deeply, and a low growl of pain came out of his throat.

This is why he died.

He had seen a Western doctor before, and according to the doctor, there was something growing in his brain, which seemed to be called a tumor?

Anyway, he didn't remember clearly.

Now, although he is forced to continue his life with soul smoke, his brain still occasionally feels severe pain.

"Hey, Renjia Town has been staying for more than two months, and everyone has been tested, but still haven't found a suitable inheritor."

"In a few days, I'll test the last few children I'm looking for, if there are still none, then leave here!".

Chapter 430

After leaving the Taoist temple, Su Mo went back to his funeral shop. What happened to Tan Yousheng moved him somewhat.

The noon sun was a little hot, but Su Mo waved his sleeves lightly, and a breeze lifted the roof and slowly placed it on the open space in the courtyard.

The entire interior of the house is exposed to the sun, and the cold air is evaporated from the corners.

During this period of time, he was not in charge of the store, and ghosts often came following the guidance of the dark, and as time passed, a lot of yin energy had accumulated in the store.

It didn't affect him much, but after all, I felt a little uncomfortable.

There was nothing to do during the day, and night fell soon.

Before Su Mo went to Ren's house, Ren Tingting took the initiative to come to the door, took his arm and said, "It's just a coincidence that Chen Zhi's performance happened to come to our Renjia Town tonight, and he will leave after only one night. Many people in the town are rushing over to see him off now."

"Chen Zhi?" Su Mo thought about it for a while, and the charming and charming man appeared in his mind.

It was the one who was possessed by his sister when he was in the theater troupe. At that time, he himself was very young, and he was a fledgling Taoist.

If they met now, they wouldn't need to be so troublesome at all. If they spit out a stream of real qi, they could directly cut off the female ghost possessing Chen Zhi without hurting him.

Of course, that female ghost is actually a poor person.

"By the way, even Uncle Jiu rushed over and gave him a big flower plate. It is said that the flowers are all framed with banknotes."

The trading system in this year is quite chaotic, including ancient gold, silver and copper coins, as well as oceanic silver dollars. Since a large number of Westerners entered the Central Plains, foreign banknotes can be regarded as one of the relatively stable currencies.

"Uncle Jiu?" Su Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "Is Chen Zhi so attractive?"

"Of course."

Ren Tingting pulled Su Mo out, and said with a smile: "You are not interested in listening to operas, so you don't care about this aspect. Xiao Lizhi is a famous actor, and she is famous in many provincial cities."

"Nowadays, a small place like our Renjia Town, in fact, according to the original itinerary, he would not come here, but Chen Zhi saved his life here, so he made a special trip to perform this time, and he didn't charge any fees. , The amount of reward depends on the wishes of the folks."

Indeed, in this era, this kind of singers are similar to the big stars of later generations, who can cause a sensation wherever they go.

Seeing Ren Tingting's appearance, Su Mo shook his head and smiled: "Then go and have a look."

The Ren family is the Emperor of Earth here, so it is naturally very easy to reserve a few good positions.

On the second floor of the tavern, facing the stage below, a few tables have already been placed near the window, with melon and fruit snacks on them. Ren Fa is sitting at the corner of the table, and he waved after seeing Su Mo and his daughter .

"father."

"Uncle Ren."

The two called out and sat down.

With the sound of gongs and drums, Chen Zhi, who was dressed as a female role, finally stepped onto the stage, and a melodious opera voice came out of his throat, which was softer than a real woman's voice.

The people around were all watching intently, applauding from time to time, but after Su Mo watched it for a while, he just felt bewildered.

To be honest, he didn't quite understand the lines sung by Chen Zhi, and as for the plot... he was even more confused.

After all, in his two lives, he has never heard of opera, so he really can't appreciate this kind of thing.

Seeing Su Mo's absent-minded appearance, Ren Tingting suddenly whispered in his ear, "Why don't we go down for a walk?"

"You don't go to the theater?" Su Mo was a little puzzled.

Ren Tingting was born in a wealthy family, and she often watched these operas since she was a child, so she should be able to understand them.

But she shook her head and said, "Since you don't like to watch, what's the point of me watching alone? Let's go, it's very lively down there, you said you would accompany me to the night market tonight."

"Okay." Su Mo nodded and smiled.

The two stood up, bid farewell to Ren Fa softly, and then walked down the restaurant.

In addition to the stage, there are also all kinds of stalls around, where you can eat, eat and gamble.

With Su Mo's company, Ren Tingting only felt that everything around her was full of fun, and the flowery smile on her face never stopped.

While strolling around, I ran into Wencai and Qiusheng by chance, and they both looked furtive, as if they were guarding against something.