Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

So after cupping his hands and thanking the strong man, he sat down by the fire.

A person handed over the hot pancakes, and Su Mo thanked them and took them, chewing them in his mouth.

Seeing his defenseless appearance, Patriarch Wei lost a little more vigilance in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Where is the little brother from?"

"Fengcheng." Su Mo replied.

It is the city near Maoshan.

The head of the Wei family thought for a while, and made sure that he really didn't know the city, so he didn't hesitate, and introduced himself: "My surname is Wei, and my name is Wei Wufeng. These are members of my Wei family."

"So it's Patriarch Wei." Su Mo nodded with a smile.

Patriarch Wei glanced at the book in Su Mo's hand, and said with a smile, "Mr. Su is a scholar, elegant and elegant, and we are all rough martial arts practitioners. If there is any unintentional offense, sir, please don't take offense."

In ancient times, scholars were very respected.

Su Mo said in a harmonious voice: "It's okay, I'm not a person who cares about everything."

After the self-introduction, the atmosphere among the crowd became warmer.

It was mainly because Su Mo's defenseless appearance dispelled their vigilance.

After all, people with malicious intentions will be very cautious themselves, and they will never easily eat their pancakes or drink the tea they provide.

Wei An looked at the flipping book in Su Mo's hand by the light of the fire, and suddenly said after a long time: "You also like to read these fairy tales?"

Reading Wei Zhuwu's Notes is originally a pure record of monsters, and does not involve any Maoshan cultivation skills, so there is no need to hide from others at all, and it is okay to be seen by others.

Seeing Su Mo looking towards him, Wei An quickly introduced himself, "Oh, my name is Wei An."

"Well, where did your book come from? The story on it is really interesting."

"It's not just a story." Su Mo smiled at him mysteriously, but didn't say much.

Teenagers and half-grown children are just the age to be curious about these legends.

Moreover, he was simple-minded, so Su Mo chatted with him casually.

Wei An rested his chin in both hands, his eyes were filled with admiration: "Mr. Su, do you think there are really gods in this world?"

"It should be." Su Mo's answer was a bit ambiguous.

"But why have I never seen it?"

"Maybe it's because your fate hasn't come yet." When Su Mo was speaking, he glanced at the long sword that Wei Wufeng had been carrying behind his back.

The long sword was wrapped in a thick strip of cloth, and its original appearance could not be seen.

However, Su Mo could feel a faint wave from the long sword... This is a magic weapon!

Although it is only the lowest level magic weapon.

"What does Patriarch Wei think?"

Wei Wufeng was originally listening to the conversation between the two, but he didn't expect Su Mo to ask him suddenly.

After being stunned for a while, I finally realized, pondered for a long time, shook my head and said, "I don't know either."

"However, although I haven't seen a god, I have seen ghosts, so I thought, since there are ghosts, there should be gods."

"Ghost?"

Wei An's eyes lit up: "Uncle Wufeng, I've never heard you talk about this. What does the ghost look like? Is it the same as those storytellers said, extremely terrifying and breath-taking?"

Wei Wufeng glared at him fiercely: "Do you think meeting a ghost is a good thing? If it weren't for my fate, I'm afraid I would have died in the hands of that ghost long ago!"

As he spoke, he touched the long sword behind him without any trace, and then quickly withdrew his hand.

This scene naturally failed to escape Su Mo's eyes, but he was not interested in asking more.

Presumably, Wei Wufeng was relying on this magic sword that he got from nowhere to kill the ghost and escaped.

This dharma sword is only the lowest level dharma weapon, there are as many as there are in Maoshan, and the white paper sword he stabs at will is stronger than this one.

That ghost is not a powerful thing.

"Patriarch Wei."

Su Mo put down the booklet: "I want to inquire about something."

"Ask sir."

"Have you ever heard of Ghost King Mountain?"

"Ghost King Mountain?" Wei Wufeng recalled with deep eyebrows, but finally shook his head and said, "I've never heard of this name before."

Those people around also shook their heads.

Although there was no hope in the first place, Su Mo still felt a little disappointed.

At this moment, Wei An suddenly said: "I...I seem to have heard of it!"

"Xiao'an, don't talk nonsense." Wei Wufeng frowned and scolded: "Sir, it must be very important to find this place, and you can't let yourself mess around!"

After all, Wei An grew up in the Wei Mansion since he was a child, and it was only recently that he brought him out and really came into contact with this world.

Therefore, in Wei Wufeng's heart, how could this kid know things that he didn't even know?

"I've actually heard..."

Wei An felt a little wronged.

But Su Mo looked at him: ". ¨ Patriarch Wei, please be safe and don't be impatient. Brother Xiao'an, please tell me."

After sneaking a look at Wei Wufeng's face, Wei An said, "Uncle Wufeng, do you still remember that Japanese man we met before?"

"of course I remember."

When the Japanese people were mentioned, everyone present showed indignation on their faces.

Wei Wufeng snorted coldly: "The Japanese man was seriously injured and dying, but he still wanted to sneak attack us, but he was stabbed in the heart with a stick."

Wei An said cautiously: "I remember that the Japanese man seemed to be chanting the name Ghost King Mountain all the time before he died."

"And I have also read the letter in his hand. Although I don't recognize many characters, some of them are Chinese characters."

"It probably means that they are a search team sent over, taking advantage of the war on the coast, sneaking into the Central Plains secretly, just to find that Ghost King Mountain."

"What about the letter?" Su Mo couldn't help asking.

"Uh, it was burned." Wei Wufeng scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "After killing that Japanese man, we set fire to it together with that small house."

Su Mo fell silent.

He was looking for Ghost King Mountain in order to rescue Simu, and at the same time to explore the truth of this cause and effect, to see what kind of connection he had with this period of history.

It turned out that this group of Japanese people were also looking for Ghost King Mountain!

What is their purpose?

Seeing Su Mo's appearance, Wei Wufeng winked at Wei An.

Although he wanted to chat more, under the pressure of his uncle, he still pouted, walked to the corner with hay and lay down.

Su Mo, who came back to his senses, did not continue to chat with them, but focused on looking at the book in his hand.

After a while, these strong men also rested.

Of course, one-third of the people were still set aside to be responsible for the night watch, and Wei Wufeng, who was the most skilled, was among them.

His inner strength is profound, even if he does not sleep for two or three days, it will not be a problem.

In this way, night gradually fell.

Su Mo put down the book and looked at the darkness outside the temple.

"Mr. Su, what's the matter?" Wei Wufeng asked softly.

"There may be something coming." Su Mo said slowly, "And it's not kind."

"alert."

Wei Wufeng yelled at the words in a low voice, and those sleeping people were also woken up, and at the same time they grabbed the weapons next to them. .

Chapter 455

The evening wind whimpered, and in the air, a strong evil spirit gathered.

There was a faint golden glow in Su Mo's eyes, and under his eyes, he could see a few strange figures approaching the temple.

It's just that Wei Wufeng, who is a mortal, can't see these things.

He frowned and looked at the darkness outside the house, and listened attentively for a while, except for the sound of the wind, there was no other sound.

After a long time, he put down his sword, shook his head and said with a smile: "Sir, it must be an illusion. It is inevitable that you will be worried when you are alone. Don't worry, the few of us think that we still have some kung fu."

"If Mr. Su is tired, you should go to bed earlier. With a few of us on guard, it is enough to ensure your safety."

When they were talking, those people had already lay down and fell asleep again. Although they felt a little resentful towards Su Mo, since the Patriarch didn't say anything, they naturally didn't dare to say anything.

Su Mo glanced at him, but didn't intend to explain.

Still holding a book and sitting by the campfire.

After glancing at Su Mo, Wei Wufeng didn't say much anymore, and leaned his back against the wall, resting with half-closed eyes.

And outside the temple.

In the darkness, several figures appeared and slowly approached the temple.

Naturally, Su Mo had already noticed these figures. He tapped his fingers on the back of the book, but the real energy was already faintly boiling in his chest.

It's just that he didn't wait for him to make a move.

Just as the ghost shadow approached the temple, a Buddha statue enshrined in the middle of the temple suddenly emitted golden light.

Ordinary people couldn't see the golden light, but in Su Mo's eyes, it dispelled the darkness around the temple. The ghosts screamed and flew out without a trace.

The rays of light faltered, but the Kuroshio was also surging, and started a tug-of-war with the Buddha's light.

In this way, the golden light became weaker and weaker, and the dilapidated Buddha statue, which was already full of cracks, became more dilapidated, and the cracks on its body increased rapidly.

Not long after, Jin Guang finally couldn't hold on any longer, and completely retracted into the body of the Buddha statue.

Darkness once again enveloped the temple.

at the same time.

boom -

The cracks on the Buddha statue increased to a certain extent, and suddenly exploded!

The gravel flew, and the head of the Buddha statue, which was still intact, rolled down from the altar.

Such an accident naturally awakened everyone.

In an instant, there was an endless murmur, and everyone drew out their swords, shining brightly under the bonfire.

"fine."

Wei Wufeng was also alarmed naturally, but he looked carefully, but he didn't notice any movement.

So he could only open his mouth and say, "This Buddha statue exploded by itself for some reason."

"what?"

A man in his fifties looked at the altar covered with gravel, but he didn't know what to think, and suddenly lowered his voice: "Patriarch."

"Temples are sacred places, and Buddha sculptures also have the meaning of shelter. Now that the Buddha statue explodes inexplicably, does it indicate...something dirty is approaching?"

Wei Wufeng didn't speak, but looked shocked when he looked at the head of the Buddha statue that rolled to the ground.

I saw the position of the eyes of the Buddha statue, two lines of blood and tears slowly flowing down.

"This......"

This scene naturally caught everyone's eyes.

"All together."

Wei Wufeng took a deep breath, and untied the cloth on the sword, revealing an ancient long sword.

The long sword has no sheath, and a rune is carved on the body of the sword.