Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

It was said that Dewey had recently suffered from a strange disease. His face was blue and white, his eye circles were black, his fingernails kept growing and they often itch, and he had to rub them with stones or bricks.

I have seen countless doctors, but there is no improvement.

But others don't know, but Michelle is very clear that her husband is completely poisoned by the corpse.

After all, although she really doesn't have the aptitude for cultivating Taoism, she has been in the inner sect for five years no matter what. She has never eaten pork but has seen pigs run away. She still has a little understanding of evil zombies and the like.

And she happened to know that Uncle Jiu was talented and highly accomplished in Taoism, so she wrote a letter to plead in person.

"You haven't noticed anything wrong with Dewey before?" Su Mo carefully folded the letter paper, stuffed it into a new envelope and pasted it.

"The main reason is that I haven't seen him before." Ren Tingting said: "My father was receiving him at the beginning, and then arranged for him to stay in Xiafeng Village, so we have never met."

Su Mo nodded.

Ren Fa is just a mortal, and Dewey's symptoms are not too obvious, so it's normal for him not to recognize it.

"Then let's go to Yizhuang first."

.........

"vomit--"

In the yizhuang, Uncle Jiu was lying on the railing, vomiting heartbreakingly, with a look of lovelessness on his face.

"Master has vomited for three days, why is he still not healed?" Wen Cai muttered, "Is Aunt Cane really that scary?"

"What's wrong with Uncle Jiu?" Ren Tingting's voice came, and she and Su Mo happened to walk through the gate.

"Ren Tingting, Master Uncle." Wen Cai ran up to him and whispered, "Isn't this Aunt Sugar?"

"Qiu Sheng and I saw that Aunt Cane had always liked Master, and Master was lonely all these years, so we wanted to match the two of them together, and tried to lock them in a room."

"After I came back, I vomited like this."

"It's a good thing my senior brother didn't know that you two did this." Su Mo looked at him, and said with a smile: "Otherwise, you will have to expose your skin."

"Junior Brother, Miss Ren." Uncle Jiu had just vomited for a while, and his face was much better now: "Why are you here?"

"It's a letter." Su Mo put the envelope on the table: "It's written to you by a woman named Michelle."

"Sister Lian?" Uncle Jiu's expression suddenly changed, and a little nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

"Wow, who is Michelle?" Wen Cai asked curiously, "Why did Master change his eyes when he heard this name?"

"You don't understand now." Qiu Sheng lowered his voice, "This is Master's first love."

Others are smarter than literary talents. Although they are as useless as Taoism, they are much better at news.

"Have you read this letter?" Uncle Jiu asked suddenly.

"Sorry Uncle Jiu." Ren Tingting said softly, "I was just curious, so..."

"It's okay, it just happens to save me an explanation." Uncle Jiu waved his hand, folded the letter paper carefully, and put it in his pocket: "Wait a minute, I'll change clothes and set off."

The two sat down in the yard, while Wen Cai Qiusheng chattered beside him, not knowing what to discuss.

Didn't make them wait long.

Following the sound of footsteps, a figure walked out of the room.

"Wow!" Wencai Qiusheng exclaimed in unison.

Ren Tingting was also full of surprise, even Su Mo's fingers holding the teacup trembled slightly.

At this moment, Uncle Jiu has changed his previous appearance of a Taoist robe and a master of cultivation.

Wearing a tuxedo with a suit jacket inside, black suit pants and black leather shoes underneath.

His hair was brushed back with hairspray, shiny and neat, and he was holding a civilized staff in his hand. As the breeze blew, it also brought a scent of perfume on his body.

Completely looks like a western gentleman.

"I didn't expect Uncle Jiu to have this side?" Ren Tingting covered her mouth and chuckled softly next to Su Mo's ear.

But Uncle Jiu was laughed at unnaturally, and asked in a blunt tone: "Well, junior brother, is my body okay?"

"So handsome!" Su Mo gave a thumbs up.

"Let's go then."

It has to be said that the Ren family's carriages are all high-end goods, with spring cotton batting stretched inside and cloth wooden stools, even if they are walking on bumpy dirt roads, the people sitting in them will not be able to notice the shaking.

The interior room is spacious, even if five people sit together, it doesn't look crowded at all.

Ren Tingting carefully boiled the fragrant tea, then poured it into the cup.

Su Mo picked up a cup, looked at the straight-backed Uncle Jiu, and couldn't help laughing: "Brother, relax, you are too nervous."

"Is it?"

Uncle Jiu coughed unnaturally, and took the tea from Ren Tingting.

With hot tea, his tense nerves were slightly relaxed, and the atmosphere in the carriage was much more relaxed. Ren Tingting curiously asked Uncle Jiu about the story of this relationship.

Su Mo originally just looked at the book in his hand, whispering to Ren Tingting from time to time.

Just when Ren Tingting finished drinking a cup of fragrant tea and was about to refill it for him again, Su Mo made a gesture suddenly, and at the same time shouted to the driver driving in front: "Stop."

The coachman was a little confused, but stopped the carriage anyway.

Uncle Jiu and Ren Tingting also sensed that something was wrong, with serious expressions on their faces.

On the contrary, Qiusheng and Wencai were full of confusion.

"Let's all get out of the car."

Su Mo opened his mouth and stepped out of the carriage first...

The other four followed closely behind, including the groom, a total of five people stood outside the carriage.

This is a forest, the surrounding trees are lush and lush, almost covering the sun, and there are still traces of white mist in the forest, with a bit of coldness.

Su Mo looked deep into the dense forest, and suddenly said, "Here we are."

"What's coming?"

Qiusheng and Wencai asked subconsciously, and the coachman also looked puzzled.

"Stay where you are and don't move, just watch quietly."

Su Mo glanced at a few people, then stopped talking.

Not long after, a gust of wind suddenly blew up and rolled up the fallen leaves all over the ground.

The sound of trumpets came from afar.

I saw a pair of figures in bright red wedding gowns bouncing out of the dense forest, and there were a few strong men in the middle, carrying a big red sedan chair, as if sending a bride off to get married!

However, on the other side, there was a sound of suona.

A pair of figures in straw hats and white clothes came from a distance, waving ghost papers in their hands.

Several figures in white were carrying a coffin, as if they were sending the dead to be buried.

It's just that there was a figure wearing a bamboo hat and a white robe sitting on the coffin. It was pale and expressionless, with ten slender fingers crossed together. look straight ahead.

The wind is blowing, joy and sorrow are mixed together, the coffin and the red sedan chair appear at the same time, the atmosphere is extremely weird!

But Su Mo and the others happened to be caught in the middle.

"Master, uncle." Qiusheng and Wencai were not too flustered, looking at Su Mo and Uncle Jiu.

But the coachman's face was full of horror, and his body trembled slightly.

After all, he is a mortal, where has he seen such a spooky scene?

"It's all said and done." Seeing that Qiu Sheng was about to take out the ghost-suppressing talisman, Su Mo said, "Don't move."

"Oh." Although he didn't understand why, Qiu Sheng still stuffed the talisman back into his bag.

Both teams are still advancing.

It's just that when they arrived in front of Su Mo and the others, they circled an arc, avoided them, and joined together.

The white clothes and the red clothes jumped together, and the big red sedan chair was placed on top of the coffin. A group of little ghosts pulled the sedan chair and the coffin and jumped into the distance, and finally ran into the river and disappeared.

"Uncle Master." Wen Cai looked at Su Mo suspiciously, "Why didn't you take action just now?"

"Did they provoke you?"

"Not really." Wen Cai scratched his head.

"Then why should I make a move?"

Su Mo glanced at him: "Ghosts were also humans before they were alive. The group of ghosts just now had no resentment on them, and they didn't commit any crimes. It's just that weddings and weddings happened to happen to us."

"Why bother to destroy their marriage?".

Chapter 433

"Uncle Master."

It wasn't until getting into the carriage that Wen Cai, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't help asking: "What is a happy event?"

"Marriage at home, a man's marriage and a woman's marriage, it's a happy event, it's a red joy. But when the old people get old and die, it's called a joy and funeral, and it's a white joy. The two things happen to meet, and it's called a red and white wedding. "

Ren Tingting opened her mouth and said: "But it is slightly different for ghosts. For example, as just now, one ghost sends the corpse to bury, and the other ghost marries in a sedan chair. Together, they are also called weddings and funerals."

"So it is."

Wen Cai nodded, and Qiu Sheng next to him also understood.

On the contrary, Su Mo said with a smile: "Tingting has been in the door for less than half a year, but you have worshiped under my senior brother for more than ten years. Why is there such a big gap?"

"This..." Wen Cai pursed his lips and said, "Miss Tingting has your uncle to guide you personally, and the bone demon as a guard, and the talents are superimposed. How can this be compared?"

"Cultivation is naturally incomparable." Su Mo looked at him: "But those things just now have nothing to do with cultivation? It's all about reciting diligently on weekdays."

"There are differences in human talent, but endorsements...Tingting doesn't seem to have the 12 talent that she can't forget, right? She seems to be no different from you in this regard?"

"Hmph." Uncle Jiu glared at his two apprentices.

Wencai Qiusheng looked at each other, and lowered his head, not daring to argue anymore.

They have a little time on weekdays, just to play and mess around, and they haven't even worked hard to study Taoism, so how could they still endorse books?

Su Mo shook his head, looked at the appearance of the two and stopped talking, but he had already made a decision in his heart.

After walking for about half an hour, the carriage came to a mansion.

This is the Grand Marshal's Mansion.

The two teams of soldiers had already lined up to welcome them, and Dewey, who was dressed as a marshal, was also standing at the door. Seeing the carriage enter, he quickly trotted over, drove the driver away, took the reins himself, and carefully pulled the carriage to the door.

Seeing a few people getting out of the car, he leaned in front of Ren Tingting and said with a smile, "Miss Ren, I heard that you are coming this morning. I'll be here waiting for you early in the morning."

It's just that when he was talking, this guy's body twitched a few times from time to time, and his two hands were subconsciously placed in front of him, his fingers stretched out, revealing his long purple-black nails.

And Su Mo also noticed that when he was walking just now, he couldn't help jumping every few steps.

Obviously, the poison of the corpse is deep!

Of course, it's not the same as ordinary people who are bitten by zombies are infected with corpse poison.

Dewey's father turned into a zombie for unknown reasons, and although Dewey hadn't been bitten by it at that time, he stayed with him all day until the body was sealed in a coffin.

Originally, the two were related by blood, coupled with the close distance, so the corpse gas entered the body, causing infection.

If this is not the case, Dewey will die from the poison of the corpse in a short time, and the corpse after death will inevitably become a zombie.

That's why Michelle hurriedly wrote to Uncle Jiu.

"Why are you looking for my master?" Wen Cai asked arrogantly from behind.

As the reputation of Su Mo and Uncle Jiu in Renjia Town increased during this period of time, the two apprentices also became a little proud.

"Douchi Lin?" Dewey subconsciously called out, focusing on Uncle Jiu.

"What kind of soya bean forest?" Wen Cai was taken aback.

"Oh." Dewey laughed: "Isn't your master's surname Lin? When people asked his name before, he just didn't say it. He just said his surname was Lin. There is no other way. Others can only call him Taoist Lin."