Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

The bearded man had a frightened look on his face: "What kind of monster is this motherfucker? I've been walking in the world for decades, and I've never seen one so powerful that it's almost comparable to the old Montenegro monster!"

"what?"

The little monk could also hear the smell now, and there was a crying voice in his voice: "Two...two Montenegro old demons?"

And in the compartment.

Looking at the remaining footprints in front of him, Su Mo couldn't react for a while.

The bearded middle-aged man put on a desperate posture just now, but he turned his head and ran away without hesitation.

After a few breaths, he shook his head dumbfounded, and opened his mouth to spit out. The white real qi turned into horses and sprang out of his throat, turning into dozens of flying swords shining with white light in mid-air.

In the carriage, the two female ghosts looked at those flying swords in horror.

They could feel that any random blow could instantly make the two of them lose their souls, and they couldn't even escape!

Swah——

There was a sound of breaking wind, and dozens of flying swords sprang out of the carriage, coming first and then flying to the front of the bearded man in an instant, forcing him to stop abruptly.

"These......"

Luo plug beard looked at the flying sword in front of him, and was full of doubts for a moment.

This doesn't look like the method of a demon, does it?

But at the moment of life and death, he didn't care about much, so he quickly put down the little monk, pulled out his giant sword, and shouted at the ghost car from a distance: "... Your Majesty!"

"The two of us just passed by by chance. Everything is a misunderstanding. We are also the guests of the banquet hosted by the Lord of Montenegro. Please don't embarrass us, Your Majesty!"

"Ok?"

In the carriage, Su Mo showed a narrow smile on his face: "I know all the people who entertained the banquet, why have I never seen you two?"

"Besides, Montenegro never entertains the living. The living are all the food at the banquet. I caught the two of you and used it as my gift."

far away.

"This time it's over!"

The bearded man let out a long sigh, clenched the huge sword in his hand, and whispered to the little monk beside him: "I will try my best to hold him back later, you run quickly, as far as you can run, and whether you can survive depends on the Your good luck."

Although he has a ferocious face and often sneers at the young monk, he has a heroic spirit.

Just when the atmosphere gradually calmed down.

In the distant carriage, there was a sudden burst of laughter.

Su Mo's voice came: "Hahahaha...Okay, stop joking."

"Fellow Daoist, please come in and sit down, I am also a Taoist cultivator."

"Forehead?"

The bearded man was taken aback for a while.

It's just that he (Zhao Zhao) looked at all the flying swords around him being taken back, hesitated for a while, and let the little monk stay where he was, and immediately ran for his life when he saw something wrong.

Holding the giant sword, he carefully stepped onto the ghost car.

Su Mo looked at the strong man who came in, raised his hand and made a salute: "Just now I just got playful and made a joke. I hope fellow Taoists don't take offense. I'm going to Su Mo, a Taoist cultivator."

The bearded man looked Su Mo up and down, and he let out a long sigh of relief after a few breaths.

At this moment, Su Mo let go of the true qi on his body to hide, so his exuberant blood energy and the aura of Taoist righteousness were undoubtedly revealed.

"I was scared to death. I thought I was doomed this time."

The bearded man gave a wry smile, and replied, "I'm under Yan Chixia, and I met fellow Taoist Su Mo."

"Yan Chixia?" Su Mo froze slightly.

Nie Xiaoqian can still be regarded as a coincidence, but now even Yan Chixia has come out, plus that old Montenegro...

"Brother Yan Dao, do you know a scholar named Ning Caichen?"

"Ning Caichen?" Yan Chixia frowned and pondered for a while, and finally shook her head: "I've never heard of it.".

Chapter 460

With four eyes lying in the cave with jagged rocks, looking at the full moon hanging in the sky, his face was full of despair and pain.

His body was covered with scars, dirty blood soaked his underwear, the iconic eyes were missing, and his gray hair was as messy as a bird's nest.

"I don't know, did my junior brother receive the letter..."

Just as he was whispering, a hoarse voice suddenly came from beside him: "Give up."

"This place is isolated from the world, hidden between Yin and Yang. It can be said to be an independent small world. Your letter cannot be delivered."

The person who spoke was an old man covered in blood. His pale hair covered most of his face, making it impossible to see his expression. Only two sharp eyes were reflected through the gap between the hair.

"Maybe." Four Eyes forced a smile.

"Not sure."

The old man said with a hoarse voice, "I have been trapped here for more than 20 years. If the news could be spread, the Quanzhen Sect would have sent someone to rescue me, but no one has come so far."

"Maybe it's lack of ability?"

"Ability?" The old man turned his head to look at his four eyes: "I am the head of the Quanzhen Sect. I am a Daoist who refines the Void and Dao Realm. Is my ability enough?"

Four eyes did not speak.

The real man is still clear.

However, the old man changed the subject and sighed, "Oh...but this place...even if it's a real person, it's hard to say!"

"What the hell is this place?" The four eyes lowered their heads.

"Ghost King Mountain..."

Just as the old man said the name, his face suddenly changed, and he made a gesture: "Shh—don't talk!"

Simu had obviously experienced many such situations, and immediately pressed against the wall, no longer speaking.

outside the cave.

A young man in a tunic suit appeared, it was Su Mo!

At this moment, Su Mo's face was full of anxiety, and he looked into the cave with his head poking around, calling out in a low voice, "Senior brother Simu? Is brother Simu in there? I'm here to rescue him!"

"Senior Brother Four Eyes? Senior Brother Four Eyes, please answer me."

This should have been a hopeful scenario.

However in the cave.

His four eyes were pressed against the cold wall, his forehead was covered with sweat, his face was full of horror, and even his body was trembling non-stop.

The old Taoist with disheveled hair was also holding on to a worn-out mahogany sword, staring at Su Mo outside the cave.

"Senior Brother Four Eyes?"

"Senior brother Simu, I know you are inside, don't be afraid, the head has ordered me to rescue you, come out quickly, I will take you back to Maoshan."

The sound of calling kept coming into the cave.

The two people in the cave even lowered their breathing, trying their best to conceal their movements.

The call continued for a long time, and Su Mo outside showed a look of disappointment, and gradually left.

It's just that the two people in the cave still haven't moved.

Not long after, a shadow flickered.

Su Mo actually appeared in the cave again, staring at the deepest part.

As the moonlight fell, he turned around slowly and pointed the back of his head at the cave.

The two arms turned around, and the hair on the back of the head was brushed aside, revealing the face of layman Caolu.

An old voice resounded in the cave: "Brother Mingzhen? I am Cao Lu, the head of the sect sent me to rescue you."

"Brother Mingzhen, are you inside?"

The call continued for a long time.

The grassy face at the back of the head and Su Mo's face at the front both showed annoyance and disappointment. Both faces turned their eyes upwards at the same time, looking at the moon above their heads.

After a long time, he left unwillingly.

It took about half a cup of tea.

The two people in the cave finally gasped for breath, feeling like they were alive after a catastrophe.

"Senior Mingzhen..." Four eyes wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Didn't you say that this kind of cave is the safest place, and that kind of thing won't come in."

Mingzhen, with disheveled hair, glanced at him: "This is my experience of more than 20 years...but who can guarantee that there will be no exceptions?"

"Ghost King Mountain...Ghost King Mountain...what the hell is this place!"

The voices of the four eyes are trembling.

"Calm down."

Mingzhen glanced at him, then looked at the moon outside: "It's almost dawn."

Dawn means that the sun rises and evil spirits hide.

However, there was a look of fear on the face of the four eyes, and Ming Zhen also had a dignified face.

"Take it out, let's see how we will go on the road ahead." Ming Zhen stared at the pockets of the four eyes.

"Can't we just stay in this cave and not go out?" Simu whispered, "Senior has the strength to refine Qi and transform into a god, and I also have magic power. With the help of senior, we can survive for several years without any problem. Waiting for the rescue of the experts in the door."

Mingzhen remained silent for a while, and shook his head: "I have thought of the method you mentioned before."

"This cave can only be protected for seven days at most. After seven days, it will lose its function, and those things can break in directly... I almost lost my life at that time."

　　"It's already the seventh day. When it gets dark, this cave will no longer have the ability to protect us. If we continue to move forward, there will still be a glimmer of life."

Four eyes were crying, and finally took out an old leather scroll from his arms.

This is a piece of human skin!

The sun shone on the human skin scroll, and a few lines of words slowly emerged.

"Dingling, dingling, the wind blows and shakes the copper bell, facing the moon and moving forward."

"Look at the distance, look at the distance, don't get close to the roots of the jujube tree, and the red candle in the coffin is bright."

"Be careful, be careful, ghosts possess people with evil intentions, and you can't tell if you peel off your skin to hide your face."

The three lines of characters only displayed for about ten breaths, then quickly dimmed, and finally disappeared completely, leaving the human skin empty.

"Do you remember?" Mingzhen stared at the four eyes.

The four eyes nodded quickly: "I remember it all!"

"Let's go." Mingzhen watched him put the human skin in his pocket, shook his head and sighed: "I don't know where your human skin came from... If I could have this human skin back then, maybe, My juniors will not die here."

The four eyes were silent, and he couldn't tell where the human skin came from.

Inexplicably, it appeared in the pocket.

The two walked out of the cave, looked around vigilantly, and after confirming that there was no danger, they climbed up the hillside and looked into the distance.

A village floats in the sunlight.

.........

The little monk held the package and stood at the entrance of the alley waiting anxiously.

During the torment, the black cloth curtain was finally lifted, and Yan Chixia waved to him: "Come here, I'm fine."

"Hey, good!"

He nodded quickly, trotted all the way and jumped into the carriage, but he couldn't help being taken aback when he saw the two female ghosts.

"Ahem." Yan Chixia coughed, waking him up.

The little monk blushed, quickly lowered his head, clasped his palms together, and silently recited the Buddha's name.