Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

After feeding it dozens of bottles of fine wine, it drove countless fish and shrimp over for Su Mo to choose.

Because the demon devoured too much blood and was contaminated by various distracting thoughts of human beings, it lost its nature, became cruel and cunning, bloodthirsty and easy to kill.

But like the big herring, who devoured the aura of heaven and earth to give birth to spiritual wisdom, they were pure in nature and would not easily provoke humans.

Otherwise, there will not be many boatmen on this river who can live in peace and security.

Seeing the simple and honest appearance of the big herring, Su Mo couldn't help but smile, and with a flick of his hand, a strand of real qi fell into its head.

"Since we met each other by fate, I will give you a trace of true qi. It will depend on your good fortune to reach the stage of cultivation."

The big herring felt a warm air flowing into its head, vaguely knew that this was a great opportunity, and shook its body excitedly.

In the end, he bent into a bow at the bottom of the lake, as if he was bowing to Su Mo.

"Let's go back."

Su Mo waved his hand at it, then turned his head suddenly, and said to the darkness behind, "How long are you going to hide?"

Footsteps sounded in the darkness.

Cheng Hui stood up from behind the board in embarrassment, but when she saw the huge blue carp in the river, her face was full of shock.

"You...can you talk to it?".

Chapter 589

"It is because it can understand human speech."

Su Mo glanced at her, then turned his head around, still looking at the herring swimming under the water, with a bit of emotion on his face.

How many monks in the world are like this herring?

The level is not enough, and I can't get in touch with various secrets. Although I know that the aura between the heaven and the earth is getting thinner, I can't think of the reason, let alone the news about the end of the world.

Even with the true qi bestowed by Su Mo, it is still unclear whether this herring can enter the realm of qi refining before the end of the Dharma.

"Understand human language?" Cheng Hui's eyes became brighter and brighter as he chewed on Su Mo's words.

The original fear and panic of facing the behemoth disappeared at this moment, leaving only curiosity and the excitement of witnessing a miracle: "You mean, it can talk to humans?"

"Dialogue is not yet possible."

Su Mo shook his head: "If you want to speak out human words, at least you have to get out of your soul and leave your body, so that you can temporarily get rid of the demon body and learn human prophecy."

"But it can understand what you say."

Cheng Hui took a deep breath, took a few steps forward tentatively, and came to Su Mo's side.

She looked at the big herring swimming under the dark water, hesitated a little, and finally said, "You... turn around?"

The body of the herring changed its movements on the bottom of the water, as if it really wanted to swim slowly around the canoe.

Cheng Hui's face was filled with excitement in an instant: "It really understands...it..."

However, before the words were spoken, the accident happened suddenly.

slam-la-

The surface of the water suddenly exploded, and the strong wind rolled up the river soaring into the sky!

A huge herring hundreds of meters long was like a monster, rushing out from the bottom of the water with its mouth wide open, as if it wanted to swallow the wooden boat in one gulp.

Those two rows of fine teeth were like long swords, shining with a cold luster under the moonlight.

Cheng Hui was stunned, letting the slightly fishy river water soak her body.

"Roar—々｀—"

A dull roar resounded through the night sky, and the big herring jumped over the wooden boat, and then fell into the river a thousand meters behind.

Death passed by.

Cheng Hui seemed to have lost her soul, her legs kept shaking, and she finally sat down on the side of the boat.

It wasn't until this time that she suddenly realized that she had burst into tears at some point, and the terror between life and death had broken through her heart.

She opened and closed her mouth several times before she could barely make a hoarse and trembling voice: "It...it just wanted to...eat me?"

Su Mo had already stood up and walked towards Wu Pengzhong.

He paused slightly after hearing her words: "No."

"If it really wants to eat people, all of you on this wooden boat, including the boatman, will be doomed."

"Monsters have spirits and will not easily provoke humans, but they also have their own wisdom and anger."

"Just now you regarded it as a monkey performing arts, so it just scares you and teaches you a little lesson."

Having said that, Su Mo turned his head and said indifferently to her, "Miss Cheng."

"It can be seen from this that there are some things that you should not be in touch with. Don't risk your life for a momentary preference."

After finishing speaking, he walked into Upon with a short body.

The cold wind of the twelfth lunar month went straight to the bone marrow, not to mention that Cheng Hui's whole body was wet by the cold river water at this moment.

However, although her cold lips turned white and her whole body was trembling, there seemed to be a flame burning in her eyes.

When the sun was rising, the wind and snow stopped along with it.

A thin layer of crushed ice formed on the surface of the river, but luckily it was all right.

The boatman got up early, and after a few obeisances to the river, he pulled up the fishing net that had been lowered last night.

The net bag was actually full of fish and shrimp, and all of them were large carp more than ten inches long.

The boatman uttered a few more words of thanks to the river god, and then he picked out the fattest one and started cooking.

When the fragrance of fish meat mixed with the mellow aroma of rice wine permeated the air, Su Mo and Zhang Zhiwei also came out. The two men who looked rich and noble finally couldn't bear the hunger in their stomachs at this moment, let go of their face, Each took a small bowl with fish.

"Where's Xiaohui?"

One of the men asked suddenly.

The other man put down the bowl and was about to stand up: "I'll call her..."

Before she finished speaking, Cheng Hui came out of the room yawning, her face still a little pale, and she sneezed a few times from time to time.

".¨Xiaohui!" The two men stood up at the same time, with expressions of concern on their faces, and snorted at each other at the same time.

Cheng Hui waved her hand: "It's nothing, it's just that I didn't sleep well last night, and I caught some wind and cold. I have medicine on me, and I'm much better now. When I land on shore, I can find a medical clinic to have a look."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Su Mo indistinctly.

However, Su Mo and Zhang Zhiwei ate fish and drank rice wine while chatting with the boatman, with calm expressions and gentle words, just like two gentle and elegant ordinary little Taoist priests.

I can't feel the mysterious and powerful breath last night, like a towering mountain, which is overwhelming.

The wind has been blowing smoothly today, so the boatman propped the canoe across the river without much effort, and the sun has just come out.

But Su Mo could see a huge shadow swimming slowly in the distant river, as if saying goodbye to him.

Obviously, the tailwind along the way is also driven by it.

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at it: "Monster? And it's already a bit of a climate."

"The herring becomes a spirit." Su Mo responded softly: "It was born by swallowing spiritual energy, simple and simple, without killing evil, so I rewarded it with a little wine last night, a piece of real qi."

"A piece of real qi?"

Zhang Zhiwei showed a look of envy: "I don't know that this herring has been cultivated for several generations, but it has such an opportunity."

"Oh?" Su Mo glanced at him with a slight smile: "If you want, don't say one, I will give you ten true qi."

"this......"

Zhang Zhiwei smiled embarrassingly, but didn't answer.

The end of the world has come, and the gods have gone away, so every fairy gate is laying out, leaving its own chess pieces.

Maoshan's pawn is Su Mo.

The chess piece of Dragon and Tiger is Zhang Zhiwei. .

Chapter 590

Chess pieces represent the means and trump cards used by Xianmen to compete for the world in this dharma-ending era.

Therefore, every true inheritance left in this mortal world will be cultivated with all efforts within the Immortal Gate.

For example, Su Mo's cutting karma.

Every true biography of the immortal sect must not be involved in causality with anything beyond his control.

If Zhang Zhiwei accepted Su Mo's true qi today, he would also absorb the real qi and turn it into his own strength.

Then when the world really ends and this game of chess officially begins, Longhushan will be controlled by Maoshan and become a vassal.

The wooden boat docked leisurely on the shore.

It is said to be the shore, but in fact there is still about ten meters away from the real river bank, but a thick layer of ice has formed between them, which is enough to support a dozen people to walk without any danger.

"Let's go slowly." Seeing that several people got off the boat, the boatman bowed his hands towards them, then shook the wooden paddle again, and sailed towards the distance.

As soon as they got off the boat, the two men started to move.

After all, Cheng Hui has a beautiful appearance and a bookish air, but she still came back from studying in the West, so she has such an unparalleled attraction to these local princes who have never been out.

Otherwise, the two of them would not have given up the good life at home and braved the wind and snow to accompany her to visit the folks.

"Xiaohui, the county town is more than ten miles away, and our home is over there. I'll take you there." The man in the red padded coat rushed to show his hospitality.

The other man was not far behind, and said, "Our family has business in that county, and one of them is to open a medical clinic. I'll ask the best doctor to give you a good diagnosis. In this kind of weather, it's hard to catch wind and cold. It's no small matter."

The two men argued endlessly.

Cheng Hui glanced at the two of them with some annoyance, but turned around to look for the traces of the two Taoist priests.

In the wind and snow, one can vaguely see the backs of two people wearing Taoist robes drifting away.

Their steps are not big, and their speed is very slow, just like walking.

But after a few dozens of steps, it has disappeared at the end of the road.

And on the ground, there is no trace of footprints!

Holding her wooden box tightly, she murmured in a low voice: "Could it be... I really met a fairy?"

.........

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the weather outside the pass is much more severe than that in the Central Plains.

The smaller rivers are all frozen, and the ground is frozen for thousands of miles. The cold wind mixed with ice and snow is like a knife, as if it wants to kill all creatures.

However, under such a winter day, there are actually peach blossoms all over the mountain on a small mountain.

The warm breeze carried a little warmth, and the pink petals fluttered in the air with the breeze, just like spring.

The hot spring was gurgling, and by the side of the hot spring, a red dress was leaning on the soft bed, her stunningly beautiful face carried a natural ecstasy and charm, and the pattern of a peach blossom between her eyebrows set off the enchantment that was not like the world.

The red lips were pursed lightly, and the white catkin was holding an ink pen, as if she was outlining something.

What was drawn on the rice paper was the appearance of a young man in Taoist robes.

His long hair fluttered behind him, and he stepped on a flying sword. His handsome facial features were like a banished fairy, and his pair of eyes were warm and soft, but they seemed to contain a sharp edge, which made people dare not look at him for a long time.

The most notable feature is his right hand, which has four marks in total: Duhunsi, Bingmasi, Fengduyin, and the last peach blossom.

Hu Qiyue put down the ink brush, stared at the painting in front of her with dazed eyes, stretched out her hand involuntarily, and gently caressed the face of the character in the painting with her onion-like jade fingers.

A voice that seemed resentful and resentful spewed out from Tan's mouth: "Young master...do you ever understand my lovesickness..."

"My lady..."

A little fox rushed in suddenly, stood on its hind legs, but closed its front legs together like a human being, as if bowing its hands: "The old fairy families of the four families have come."

"Oh?"

Hu Qiyue carefully rolled up the rice paper and put it in her sleeve: "What does my father say?"