Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

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Chapter 5

"Host: Su Mo."

"Current state: embrace the yang and guard the yin."

"Merit value: 600 points."

"Possess skills: paper-binding spiritual art, book of changes to join the same agreement, Zhengdao art, Maoshan talisman full chapter, Maoshan body training art,"

"Current status: True disciple of Maoshan School, Junior Brother Lin Fengjiao."

"Upgrading requires merit points: 1000."

"I currently have a lucky draw chance, do you want to use it immediately?"

funeral shop.

Su Mo looked at the virtual panel in front of him and said, "Use it."

"Congratulations to the host, the paper figurine funeral store has been upgraded to a Yin-Yang transfer station!"

Following the sound of the system, a large number of runes suddenly appeared on the surrounding walls, and these runes shone like moonlight in the dark night.

"Yin-yang transfer station?"

Su Mo was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed ecstasy.

Without the guidance of the yin messenger, the ghost cannot go directly to the underworld, but can only wander in the yang.

The yin-yang transfer station can connect yin and yang and go directly to the underworld, so each yin-yang transfer station will attract all the lonely and wild ghosts nearby, who come to borrow the way to go to the underworld.

To save a ghost is one hundred merit points...

Su Mo could almost see the merit point flowing into his pocket like running water!

Just as I was thinking, a voice suddenly came from the door: "Are you the shopkeeper here?"

A middle-aged woman was standing outside the door with her child in her arms, carefully looking into the room.

Su Mo looked down, only to find that the middle-aged woman and the child were not touching the ground, floating in the moonlight like green smoke.

There is business coming so soon?Sure enough, it is produced by the system and must be a high-quality product!

In Su Mo's eyes, the two are not ghosts, but meritorious beings who can walk!

"Well, I'm the shopkeeper. Auntie came in to talk, and I'll pour you a cup of hot tea."

.........

Renfu.

"Father, you must have been tricked!"

Sitting in the lobby was a girl with a beautiful face in a foreign dress: "There are no gods or ghosts in this world. When I was studying in the provincial capital, my husband said that these are all feudal superstitions! The paper-returning man cuts ghosts!" . . . must have been his tricks, like those street jugglers."

"Tingting, how many times have I told you that Mr. Su is the true biography of Maoshan, and he is a man of great ability!" Ren Fa said helplessly beside him: "Besides, I heard that Mr. Su let Dayang dance by himself this morning. , and helped you out."

The girl in the morning was none other than Ren Tingting.

"It's true that he helped me, but no matter what, you can't be bluffing!"

The scene this morning was indeed miraculous, but no matter what Ren Fa said, Ren Tingting did not believe that ghosts really existed in this world.

After all, she has never seen anything like a ghost in the past ten years, and coupled with several years of education in the provincial capital, the idea of ​​materialism has been deeply rooted in her heart.

"no!"

Ren Tingting suddenly stood up and walked towards the door: "I'll expose him now and advise him to change his mind in the future!"

"Hey - Tingting! Tingting!"

Seeing Ren Tingting's back disappearing into the darkness, Ren chopped off her cane anxiously, and yelled at the people around her, "Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and protect the eldest lady!"

Ren's house was extremely quiet at night.

Especially when Ren Tingting walked near the Baishi shop, she felt gusts of wind whistling in the air, and a cold and strange chill went straight to the marrow of her bones.

Ren Tingting also felt a little fear in her heart.

But she looked at the funeral shop which was less than a hundred meters away from her, gritted her teeth, and finally walked over quickly.

Unexpected.

The funeral shop at night was extremely lively.

After walking into the open door, Ren Tingting was surprised to find that the hall was full of people of all colors.

Old men, strong men, women and children, at a rough look, there must be twenty or thirty people.

All of these people held a cup of hot tea in their hands and occasionally communicated with each other.

However, the strange thing is that despite the large number of people, Ren Tingting didn't feel the slightest excitement, instead, there was an inexplicable smell of dead silence spreading in the air.

In the deepest part of the room stood a young man in a Chinese tunic suit, with his back straight, his head bowed, his back to her, and an ink pen in his hand, as if he was writing something.

"You are Mr. Su?"

The original indignation had disappeared at this time, but Ren Tingting felt a strong sense of unease in her heart, and she couldn't help but use a respectful tone.

"it's me."

Su Mo put down his pen, and there were a large number of drawn talismans on the table.

He turned around and looked at the girl at the door: "Miss Ren, right? I heard Master Ren mentioned you, what's the matter with coming to my place at night?"

"You...why did you lie to my father?" For some reason, Ren Tingting suddenly felt a little lack of confidence.

"cheat?"

Su Mo raised his eyebrows: "What is Miss Ren referring to?"

"The story of paper figurines killing ghosts!" Ren Tingting took a deep breath, summoned up her courage and said, "My teacher in the provincial capital said that there are no gods and ghosts in this world, and these are all fantasies made by people!"

"Thank you for what happened this morning! I think you are a good person. Can you...can you stop lying? I can introduce you to a few friends in the provincial capital. Their families are very If you are rich, and you also like quack tricks, you can earn money in an open and honest manner."

Apparently, the jumping of coins this morning was attributed by Ren Tingting to the category of "jianghu tricks".

"Hehe, good people... good people don't live long these days." Su Mo sneered, but he didn't make any excuses. He simply asked, "Miss Ren, don't you believe that there are ghosts in this world?"

"En." Ren Tingting nodded vigorously.

At this time, Su Mo had already placed a teacup in front of Ren Tingting, and there were two blue willow leaves beside the teacup.

"This is?"

"These two pieces are willow leaves." Su Mo gestured to the teacup: "The ones in the cup are cow's tears, you use the willow leaves to stain the tears, and then wipe them on your eyes."

Ren Tingting was a little confused, but out of curiosity, she followed suit.

"Not bad." Su Mo's smile suddenly became a little malicious.

"Miss Ren, turn your head now and say hello to everyone in the hall."

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Chapter 6

"what!!!"

Harsh screams broke the silence of the night.

In a panic, Ren Tingting plunged headlong into Su Mo's arms, pressing her face firmly against his chest, her body trembling, as if she were an ostrich.

Just now, she resisted the soreness of the cow's tears entering her eyes, and when she opened her eyes and turned her head, she saw a terrifying scene.

In the hall, those benevolent elders disappeared.

Instead, there are ghosts with mutilated bodies and blood all over their bodies!

Even those children looked like blue faces and fangs.

What kind of paper figurine store is this? It's clearly the underworld!

"Miss Ren."

Looking at Ren Tingting who was holding on to her sleeve tightly and burying her face in her arms pretending to be an ostrich, Su Mo couldn't help but smiled narrowly and said, "What are you afraid of? There are no ghosts in this world, and ghosts are all things imagined by people's minds." , isn't that what you just said?"

"Su... Mr. Su!"

Ren Tingting's voice was trembling, with choked sobs: "I was wrong...I'm sorry...I, I will prepare a gift when I go back, and come to your door to apologize..."

The worldview of more than ten years completely collapsed at this moment.

However, perhaps because of her strong ability to accept, it didn't take long for Ren Tingting to adjust her mentality, and apologized directly to Su Mo without any pretentiousness.

"Get up from my arms first, and then say an apology." Su Mo's tone was somewhat helpless.

"what--"

Ren Tingting screamed, straightened up quickly, red clouds colored her cheeks: "Hold... sorry, I'm rude!"

"Ah."

Su Mo nodded calmly, did not look at her again, but turned around and began to arrange the talismans on the table.

Looking at Su Mo's tall and straight back, Ren Tingting's nose couldn't help wrinkling, and there was a refreshing scent of soap from the tip of her nose, which seemed to be from Mr. Su's body. It smelled very good...and Mr. Su was very handsome Handsome, with a strong chest, very warm...

"Have you finished drinking?"

At this moment, Su Mo suddenly said something without looking back.

"Ah!" Ren Tingting, who was immersed in fantasy, suddenly woke up and stood up suddenly.

"What's wrong with you?" Su Mo looked over suspiciously.

"No... nothing!" Ren Tingting shook her head hastily, covering her hot cheeks with both hands.

"baffling."

Su Mo frowned, and looked at the group of ghosts in the hall: "It's getting late, if you all finished enjoying, you should be on your way."

Dozens of ghosts stood up scatteredly, and then they all bowed to Su Mo: "Thank you, sir, for your hospitality!"

"Ah."

Su Mo picked up the ink-stained talisman on the table, and at the same time said to Ren Tingting, "Are you scared?"

"I'm not so scared anymore." Ren Tingting responded softly, but there was still a little fear on her face, she didn't dare to look at those ghosts.

"Then come and help me." Su Mo pointed to the corner of the room, "Help me move those paper horses to the yard."

The moonlight fell, illuminating the dozens of paper horses in the courtyard like white jade carvings.

Holding an ink pen in his right hand, Su Mo sketched and drew a pair of lifelike eyes on the foreheads of all the paper horses.

"Sorry-"

Not long after, the neighing of steeds rose and fell in the courtyard, and dozens of paper horses came to life in an instant, running around with joy.

"This... this..." Ren Tingting's eyes widened, and her small mouth opened, almost enough to stuff an egg.

"Mr. Mercy!"

The ghost of an old man walked up to Su Mo and knelt on the ground.

"I was originally a lonely ghost, and after a few years, I will disappear in the heaven and earth, and my soul will be scattered, and I will not even have the chance to be reincarnated! Fortunately, I met Mr., who opened Yin and Yang, tied paper horses, and sent my soul back to the underworld."

"Such a great kindness, I will definitely remember it in my heart, and I will pray for my husband every day after I am in the underworld!"

Dozens of ghosts behind also knelt on the ground at the same time, their faces full of reverence and gratitude.

Ren Tingting stood beside her, her complexion was complicated after seeing this scene, and a strange brilliance shone in her beautiful eyes.