Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

The townspeople had already packed up all the things at home and brought them here, and Ren Fa also promised to provide free materials for rebuilding the house, so although everyone's faces were full of sighs and panic, no one showed despair and sadness .

It has to be said that in such an era, being able to live in Renjia Town is indeed a blessing.

Standing by the side, Uncle Jiu looked at the dust rising from the sky in the distance, and said with emotion: "Under such a force of heaven and earth, what can mortals do? After all, we can only resign ourselves to fate."

"That's why there are immortal sect inheritances in this world, and there are people who pursue the Dao."

Su Mo responded softly: "Practice the way of alchemy, what you pursue is the four words of longevity and freedom, and freedom refers to not being bound by heaven and earth, and not being affected by the natural environment."

"I'm waiting to pursue the Dao of Immortals at the risk of death and Taoism, isn't it just to get out of this powerless situation?"

"Ugh."

Uncle Nine sighed, shook his head and smiled wryly, "However, I'm not talented enough, I was born in the wrong era, and I don't have the perseverance and determination to succeed or become benevolent, so I embarked on the path of heretics in desperation."

"Since you have chosen, there is no room for regret."

Su Mo patted him on the shoulder and said in relief, "Besides, senior brother has accumulated a lot of merit in killing demons and demons over the years. After a hundred years in the future, he will go to the underworld and become an underworld official.

"Master..."

Uncle Jiu said in a low voice: "In the future, can I really become a ghost official?"

Su Mo lowered his eyes slightly and did not speak.

The law of heaven and earth is coming to an end, and the underworld is also undergoing great changes. This is really hard to say.

Dilong turned over and continued for most of the night. Many people did not sleep well that night, and many people stayed up all night.

Several wealthy people gathered together to discuss the issue of rebuilding the town.

Among them, someone suggested that they simply take this opportunity to build a wall.

Firstly, it is more secure, and it is also to get rid of the shackles of the town and turn it into a small city, which will be called Rencheng in the future.

However, Ren Fa rejected the proposal after a little consideration.

The reason why Renjia Town is not intruded by warlords is because it has its own army, but it is also because it is just a small town without city walls, and it only wants to protect itself.

That's why those warlords didn't want to lose their troops here.

But once the city is built, the meaning it represents is different.

After all, he is an old man and has been in the business field for so many years, so he can easily figure out the stakes.

"Mr. Su!"

At this moment, Su Mo opened the tent and walked in. Several rich men hurriedly handed over their hands. Ren Fa also smiled and said, "Nephew Su Xian, thanks to you this time, the entire Ren Family Town owes you their lives!"

Su Mo waved his hand and said, "Renjia Town can be regarded as my home. I will naturally do what I can."

"Uncle Ren, the air of the earth has already begun to subside. When the sun rises, everything will be completely fine. We can also go back and start rebuilding."

"Oh?"

Ren Fa's eyes lit up, he nodded and smiled, "That's good!"

"I'm going to organize the manpower now, and build the houses of the townspeople first."

Naturally, he does not lack the means to win people's hearts. .

Chapter 444

It was just dawn, and the vibration on the ground really disappeared.

Under the support of many soldiers, the townspeople began to go back.

At this moment, Renjia Town is in a mess, there are ruins and walls everywhere, and the ground is covered with broken tiles and bricks, and the original appearance of these buildings can be vaguely distinguished.

Many people began to sob softly.

Although with Ren Fa's promise, it is the place where I have lived for decades, and I have some feelings, and some nostalgic people naturally feel sad.

Several wealthy people had already discussed it before, so the speed of reconstruction was very fast. The land of each family was divided according to the original, and there was no need to worry about the materials.

A few days ago, when Su Mo told him about Dilong's turnaround, Ren Fa had already sent someone to the county to buy it.

Not only that, but Su Mo waved his hand casually, and thousands of paper figurines appeared.

These paper figurines were not produced systematically, they did not have the power of Blood Fiend and Thunder, and their bodies were extremely fragile.

But they are tireless, and their strength is slightly greater than that of ordinary adults, so they are very suitable for coolies.

Su Mo had shown his paper figurine skills many times before, so the residents of Renjia Town were not too surprised or frightened, and accepted it calmly after getting acquainted with it for a while.

And I also feel that this paper man is more convenient than a real person. After all, he is hard-working and tireless. Apart from being unable to speak and sluggish movements, he is simply a perfect worker.

It's just that among the ruins all over the floor, Su Mo's funeral shop stands out from the crowd.

After being blessed by the system, the ordinary wooden house has become a yin and yang transfer station, with some special attributes, and Su Mo has often practiced in the house for more than a year.

Yin Qi, spiritual energy, all gathered in this small courtyard, so that the material of the courtyard changed silently.

Although it is not enough to turn into a spiritual thing, it is enough to overcome this earth dragon and turn over.

"As expected of a master of Taoism." Ren Fa looked at the environment in the courtyard and found that even the walls hadn't cracked. He couldn't help admiring: "Even the place where I lived is very different from the residence of ordinary people."

Ren's mansion also collapsed, and the servants of Ren's mansion were sent out by Ren Fa to help the poor people build it first, so he and Ren Tingting stayed here temporarily in Su Mo for a few days.

The rest of the Ren family found their own places to stay in the town.

The room remained the same, but those teacups and pens and ink were scattered all over the floor.

Su Mo waved his big sleeves, and a strong wind blew in, cleaning up all the mess on the ground in the blink of an eye.

But his eyes suddenly stopped.

I saw a box on my desk, I don't know when it appeared.

The whole body of the box is made of black jade, and some patterns are carved on it.

But Su Mo could tell at a glance that these were not ordinary patterns, but spells!

Exorcising evil spirits, suppressing evil spirits, calming qi, concealing traces, and general knowledge, a total of five mantras are engraved on it!

These are all spells inherited by Maoshan inner sect.

"Was anyone here last night?"

He opened his eyes, but slowly frowned.

Under the eyes of the law, there is no breath left around.

This is not in line with common sense.

Because no matter whether it is humans, ghosts, monsters or evil zombies, as long as they exist in this world, they will have their own unique aura.

Where the geese pass and leave traces, and when the fire extinguishes, there should be nothing to hide in the Dharma eyes!

Unless the other party deliberately eliminated the traces left by him, and the cultivation base must be close to Su Mo.

A practitioner in the realm of refining qi and transforming into a god, who didn't know whether he was a human or a demon, came to his funeral shop just to leave a black jade box?

The most important thing is that there are authentic Maoshan charms on the box.

"This box..." Ren Fa approached slowly.

Su Mo waved his hand to stop him: "Uncle Ren, don't go forward yet."

Seeing Ren Fa stop, Su Mo waved his hand, and General Lei Ting suddenly appeared in the room.

At this moment, both Ren Fa and Ren Tingting's eyes widened with shock.

After all, Su Mo's paper figurines have changed a lot compared to before.

This incomparably mighty General Lei Ting didn't look like a paper man at all, but more like a god general descending from heaven!

Under Su Mo's signal, the paper man walked in slowly, holding the jade box in his hand.

Nothing happens.

Following Su Mo's luck and true qi for several times, he finally confirmed that apart from the five incantations engraved on it, there was nothing else related to Taoism in the jade box.

As long as it is touched by humans, the spell will not be activated at all.

This made him even more confused, and he took the jade box in his hand.

It was cold to the touch and slightly heavy.

Ren Fa also stepped forward at this moment, took the jade box and looked at it carefully.

"Uncle Ren knows this thing?" Su Mo asked.

"do not know."

Ren Fa shook his head, and said, "I'm just happy to see Lie Xin. I've loved antiques all my life. Nephew Su Xian knows it."

Su Mo nodded.

Indeed, besides the advanced Western facilities, the Ren Mansion has the most antiques, especially Ren Fa's study room, which is almost full of ancient calligraphy, paintings and porcelain.

After observing for a long time, Ren Fa said firmly, "If I didn't miss it, this jade box should be about three or four hundred years ago."

"Three 400 years ago?"

"That's right." Ren Fa pointed to some traces on the jade box: "Look, these traces can only be produced after three or four hundred years of polishing. There are many contemporary utensils in my study. Traces of the same can be found."

Three 400 years ago, that is, the Ming Dynasty.

Su Mo took the jade box, looked at it a little, and finally called out the real energy, and slowly cut it along the corners.

Ren Fa felt a little heartbroken, but didn't say much.

After all, this jade box looks so ingenious and exquisite, it can be regarded as a treasure for someone like him who is obsessed with antiques.

There is indeed something!

As the jade box was cut open, a strong smell of blood wafted out from inside!

Several people present are familiar with this smell. When Ren Fa was young, he traveled all over the world, and he was also a person who licked his blood. After all, the accumulation of wealth has never been peaceful.

He pulled Ren Tingting back a few steps, and at the same time gave Su Mo a cautious look.

The moment the smell of blood wafted out, Su Mo had already protected his body with real qi, and he could call out the thunder armor with just a thought.

Finally, the jade box was completely cut open.

A folded robe fell out of it.

The Taoist gown is the style of Maoshan, with the logo of Maoshan School on the cuffs.

It's just that this Taoist robe is tattered, and it is stained with a lot of blood, almost half of it is stained red!

In the pocket of the Taoist robe, there was also an envelope stained red with blood.

The envelope looked like paper withered and yellow, and the blood on it had already solidified and turned dark black, almost blending with the paper. A rough look showed that it was hundreds of years old.

Su Mo protected the envelope with real qi, so that it would not be shattered by the slightest shock.

Then carefully (Zhao Haozhao) opened it carefully and pulled out the letter paper folded inside.

There were only a few words on the letter paper, but when Su Mo saw it, his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinprick.

".¨Junior Brother Su, I am Four Eyes, Ghost King Mountain...help me!"

Four-purpose distress letter!

The handwriting was crooked, and it was obvious that the four eyes were in a state of panic and eagerness when writing this letter.

"what happened?"

Ren Tingting asked with a little worry, and Ren Fa also turned his attention to him.

She and Ren Fa did not see the content on the letter paper.

"Uncle Ren, go back to the backyard to rest first. Tingting, go find my senior brother now!"

Ren Fa nodded, didn't say much, turned around and walked towards Song in the backyard.

Ren Tingting also left the funeral shop immediately, and ran towards the center of the town.

At the moment, Uncle Jiu is at the construction site of those people, helping them with Feng Shui and giving them instructions on how to build it.

Su Mo, on the other hand, held the letter paper and slowly sat down on the chair.