Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

"Screaming and screaming, it becomes a forest of bean curd, ahahahaha..."

A look of embarrassment flashed across Uncle Jiu's face.

Su Mo glanced at it, but couldn't say much.

After all... Dewey's current wife is Uncle Jiu's first love. There will inevitably be some resentment and friction between the two men, but it is harmless.

"Where's Miss Lian?" Uncle Jiu didn't care about Dewey's loud laugh, and looked at the Marshal's mansion.

"What Lianmei, you should call her Michelle, or Mrs. Mi!" Dewey glared, "My wife is still on the way, and now she is pregnant with Liujia. I don't dare to let her travel with me, so I arranged Someone will take care of her and bring her over slowly."

As the commander of these soldiers, Dewey naturally didn't dare to delay too long. After taking Michelle to the nearest provincial capital, he hurried back by himself first.

"I warn you." At the end, he glared at Uncle Jiu: "Although she had a relationship with you before, she is now my wife. Don't try to draw her attention."

"Hmph." Uncle Jiu turned his face away.

Dewey also snorted, but quickly turned to Ren Tingting, and restored his flattering smile again: "Miss, please come inside, I have already made the kitchen ready for lunch."

"Uncle Su, please too."

Naturally, he knew Su Mo's identity, so he didn't dare to neglect him.

As several people walked into the Marshal's Mansion, a large number of soldiers also ran over and stationed around the mansion as guards.

Xiafeng Village was originally an abandoned village with no villagers. Later, Ren Fa sent his troops here.

The army is mainly killing, and it is full of evil spirits, not to mention more than 2000 soldiers gathered together.

Such a team must not be placed in Renjia Town, otherwise the ordinary townspeople might not be able to sleep well.

Except for the occasional bickering between Dewey and Uncle Nine, the meal was okay.

Unexpectedly, by mistake, I came early, Michelle didn't come, and the ghost maid didn't show up.

"Well, Uncle Su." After the meal, Dewey asked after the servants took down the tableware: "I know that you are the true master of Maoshan, with powerful mana, so I want to ask, what is the cause of this disease on my body?" What's the matter?"

"Corpse poison." Su Mo responded briefly.

"Corpse poison?" Dewey's eyes widened, with a look of horror on his face: "No way? After being poisoned by corpse poison, wouldn't he become a zombie soon? I have been sick for several months."

Judging by his performance, it is obvious that he has some understanding of things like zombies.

Su Mo looked at him and said, "That's the case of being bitten, the corpse poison is directly mixed into the blood."

"You were infected by the corpse gas of your closest relatives, so the virus attack is slow, but it will still kill you after a long time."

"Ah? What should I do then?"

Dewey panicked: "Uncle Su, can you save me?"

"There is a way." Su Mo said with a smile: "The reason why you became like this is all because you were infected with your father's corpse poison."

"Just saw off your father's corpse teeth, grind them into powder, mix it with water and drink it for you, and the corpse poison will naturally be removed."

"It's that simple?" Dewey was taken aback.

"It's that simple."

"Then...then I will take you to the funeral room now?" Dewey looked expectant.

Su Mo agreed, "Okay."

Originally, the protagonist here should be Uncle Jiu, but since Su Mo is here, naturally he has nothing to do with him and becomes a foil.

It's just that he missed Michelle in his heart, so he always followed behind with two apprentices.

The funeral room is not far away.

After walking for about two sticks of incense, they had already appeared outside a gate.

"Open the door." Dewey ordered.

Two soldiers stepped forward and opened the door.

A piece of white came into view, containing a faint corpse and yin.

I saw that the courtyard was covered with white cloths, and in the innermost ancestral hall were elegiac couplets, and several coffins were suspended in the air, and there were brackets placed below. .

"This place is called the Immortal Splashing Water Bureau."

Dewey stood in the ancestral hall, with his hands on his hips, and proudly said: "People in this village cannot be buried when they die. If the coffin touches the ground, it is unlucky for the whole family. Not to mention burial, even if they breathe the earth's breath!"

"You memorized it well." Su Mo looked at the coffins and said casually, "Who taught you?"

"This..." was pointed out by Su Mo, and Dewey said with a sneer: "This is what a feng shui expert said, and he also figured out how to arrange these coffins.".

Chapter 434

This Dewey was lucky, he met a real Feng Shui master, not those charlatans, nor the kind of people with evil intentions that Ren Fa had encountered before.

The layout here is indeed able to prosper future generations and bring blessings.

It's a pity... Su Mo looked in the middle.

There is a coffin in the middle, the reins on it are broken, and one end of the coffin directly touches the ground.

It can be vaguely seen that the dead black veins are connected to the coffin along the ground. This is the earth's air, but it is affected by the corpse's air, which adds a sinister earth's air.

"The one inside is your father, right?" Su Mo asked.

"Yes." Dewey took a look, then suddenly turned around and cursed, "Where's the person on duty?"

Soon, four soldiers ran in.

Dewey picked up the scabbard in his hand and slapped each of the four people's heads; "I let you look at the ancestral hall, what happened? What you are looking at, I don't even know if my father's coffin fell!"

"Marshal." A soldier rubbed his head and said aggrievedly, "Didn't you tell me that no one is allowed to enter the ancestral hall, not even a single fly."

"How dare you talk back?"

"Okay." Su Mo glanced back: "It's too late to say anything now, your father has turned into a zombie now, take out its teeth, and your corpse poison can be cured."

"Did you hear that?" Dewey turned around and said, "Why don't you open the coffin quickly?"

Several soldiers ran over quickly, but unfortunately they couldn't move the coffin lid even with all their strength.

"It's useless." Su Mo said: "The coffin is sucked by the corpse's breath, so it cannot be opened during the day."

He could forcefully break open the coffin, but it was daytime, and his father had just turned into a zombie, and he was still relatively weak. When he touched the sunlight, the corpse spirit on his body would immediately dissolve.

Without Shi Sha, there would be no gush of teeth.

And this corpse tooth needs to be taken with Moonlight.

Dewey nodded, looked around, and suddenly said with a smile: "Well, Miss, why don't you go back to the Marshal's Mansion first?"

"Just leave it to us to deal with zombies. You are a man of gold. If you get hurt, I can't explain it to Master Ren!"

"Just take care of yourself." Ren Tingting shook her head.

Seeing her resolute appearance, Dewey didn't dare to persuade her anymore.

.........

Night fell quickly.

On the dark road, a carriage was slowly moving forward, surrounded by many soldiers with guns.

In the carriage, Michelle was lying on the bed with a big belly, her face was in pain, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

Kneeling beside her was a maid with loose long hair, holding a porcelain bowl in her hand, and carefully lifted the lid.

In the porcelain bowl, there is a mass of something that looks like a human brain. It is gray and black, and it is still beating. It looks extremely disgusting!

The maid took a spoon and carefully put a spoonful into Michelle's mouth: "Madam, come, drink it."

"What is this? It seems to have a strange smell?" Michelle frowned, with a flash of resistance in her expression.

"It's for birth control." The maid smiled and said, "After you drink it, the baby in your belly won't be fussy."

In desperation, Michelle could only open her mouth.

Seeing that the spoon was drunk, the maid smiled with satisfaction, and put the porcelain bowl in her pocket: "I'm going to see where it is, you go to sleep first."

Seeing the back of the maid leaving the carriage, Michelle's eyes suddenly showed a bit of panic and anxiety.

Although she has never learned Taoism, her intuition and insight have been cultivated in her five years of living in the sect.

She had already seen that something was wrong with her maid, and there was definitely something wrong with her drink.

But she dared not say it at all.

Because her husband is just an ordinary person, and the guards around her are also ordinary people.

Michelle knew deeply that even ordinary people with guns in their hands are just a joke to Xie Chong.

She stared at the darkness ahead, but secretly sighed in her heart.

Brother Lin...you must be in Renjia Town!

.........

And here in the ancestral hall.

As night fell, the moonlight fell on the coffin, and the coffin suddenly let out a muffled sound.

Dewey, who was dozing off, woke up suddenly, and subconsciously took out his pistol: "My dad is out?"

Su Mo looked at his actions with a slightly strange expression, and didn't know how to evaluate him for a while.

In the end, he just said softly: "You don't need to panic, just watch."

As soon as the words fell, the coffin lid suddenly flew up, and a figure in a shroud jumped out from inside.

His skin has begun to rot, his eyes are blood red, and two long fangs are exposed at the corners of his mouth.

The first time he saw Dewey, he let out a low growl and flew over.

This is the nature of zombies.

They tend to target their closest relatives first.

The soldiers hurriedly raised their rifles.

Only at this moment, Su Mo moved.

His left hand was still behind his back, but he raised his sword finger with his right hand and tapped lightly in front of him.

The golden light flashed, and the zombie let out a scream, and flew upside down, hitting the wall hard.

Its body twitched on the ground, but it couldn't get up again, because the golden light on its chest was like a mountain, pressing it down firmly.

Su Mo walked up to the zombie, waved casually, and the clear water in the copper basin flew out and landed in his hand, turning into an ice skate.

A white light flashed, and the two fangs fell down, right into the handkerchief Su Mo had prepared.

Not only the group of soldiers around, but even Uncle Jiu and the others were stunned.

"It's so simple?" Qiu Sheng murmured.

Uncle Jiu sighed, with a slightly complicated look on his face: "It seems that Junior Brother Su's mana is profound and profound. If he was born in ancient times with abundant aura and immortals...at this moment, he might be able to be called It's real."

But in the distance, Su Mo looked at the two fangs in his hand, but frowned slightly.

"Uncle Su, what's the matter?"

Since his life was at stake, Dewey naturally kept an eye on Su Mo.

Su Mo spread out his palm, revealing the fangs in the handkerchief.

At this moment, the fang seemed to have been weathered, and it cracked quickly, and it didn't take long before it turned into a pile of white powder.

".So fast?"

Dewey quickly took the handkerchief, hesitated for a while, and then began to swallow the powder.

"It's useless."

Su Mo shook his head and said, "Your father's coffin just landed on one end, so the earth's energy is very weak, and it was barely turned into a zombie, but the corpse's evil spirit in the body is seriously insufficient."

"Now that the fangs are separated from the body, the originally scarce corpse evil spirit is completely cut off from the root of the teeth, so these two fangs are useless, and they cannot cure the corpse poison in your body."

"Ah?" Dewey's expression froze: "Then...then I am hopeless?"