Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

Hu Qiyue yawned, and put away the token: "I forgot to say, not long ago, Daoist Zixiao allowed me to enter the inner sect of Maoshan, and this disciple token was bestowed by Zhenwei himself. .”

The three of them were dumbfounded.

Worship into the fairy gate?

And it was the Dazheng who nodded in person, and the Supreme Elder gave the token!

"Chang family, meet the lord!" The sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked old man Chang, who looked like a ghost, was the first to stand up from his chair, and bowed his hands towards Hu Qiyue.

The other two Patriarchs also quickly stood up and saluted: "Greetings, Leader!"

Hu Qiyue nodded and said with a smile: "Then this matter is settled like this."

"Let's talk about the second thing."

Her eyes swept across the faces of the three people: "Five families outside the pass, some are too many."

"I think it might be better to get rid of one and change to four outside the customs."

"What do you think?"

.........

He left Renjia Town in early summer, but when he came back, it was already covered in snow.

With Uncle Jiu handling the affairs of ghosts and gods, and Master Ren handling the affairs of the world, demons dare not commit crimes, and warlords dare not disturb them.

Therefore, Renjia Town has become a paradise in this chaotic world, with an increasing population, and now there are tens of 10 people, and even the surrounding walls have been built, and it has vaguely turned into a county. the trend of.

There are also guards patrolling in the heavy snow.

The captain was a middle-aged man in his 30s, wearing a uniform and carrying a rifle. When he saw two white horses approaching from a distance, he shouted: "Outside the town, you need to dismount and walk. If you are a foreigner, you need to undergo an inspection before you can enter. town!"

As the white horse approached, the two figures in Taoist robes gradually became clearer.

Zhang Zhiwei was ignored. The middle-aged captain looked at Su Mo, his eyes widened suddenly, and after two or three breaths, he tentatively asked, "Mr. Su?"

"it's me."

Su Mo has dismounted now.

"It's Mr. Su!"

The captain's face turned red with excitement in an instant, and he quickly shouted at the people next to him: "Quick!"

"Hurry up and let me know, Mr. Su is back!"

After finishing the order, the captain took a few steps forward and took the rein from Su Mo's hand...

But Su Mo waved his hand to signal no need, and the two white horses just turned into paper and fell down.

The captain was stunned, but he had already seen Su Mo's methods, so he quickly came back to his senses and exclaimed: "I haven't seen you for a few months, Mr. Su looks more and more like a fairy!"

Several people chatted and walked into the town.

As a result, there are huge crowds of people oncoming!

The people who couldn't see the end blocked the door, and when Su Mo came in, cheers burst into the sky.

"Mr. Su! Really Mr. Su is back!"

"Mr. Su, you should stay a little longer this time!"

Everyone was chattering, and the noisy voice almost washed away the wind and snow.

Zhang Zhiwei was dumbfounded, but also vaguely envious.

After all, he is only a teenager, so he naturally fantasized about the scene of people worshiping, but most of the immortal sects advocate retreating from the world, so many masters are unknown.

Su Mo's face was full of helplessness, but in the face of everyone's enthusiasm, there was warmth in his heart.

It took more than half an hour to appease the emotions of the people, get out, and take Zhang Zhiwei to his paper-making shop.

.........

On top of the hill.

Standing on the top of the mountain dressed in red, let the thin clothes be rustled by the cold wind.

Hu Bai came over: "Everything has been arranged."

"Daddy." Hu Qiyue turned around: "You violated the ancestral rules of nearly a thousand years, you won't blame me, will you?"

"how come."

Hu Bai shook his head and said with a smile: "The end of the world is the biggest change in ancient and modern times, and there is no need to abide by those rigid rules."

"Qiyue, the Hu family, everything is in your hands."

After Hu Bai finished speaking, he walked down the mountain, leaving inch by inch footprints on the snow.

Hu Qiyue turned around and looked at the sky full of snow and wind. After a long time, her red lips parted slightly, and she murmured to herself: "The end of the world, the world of mortals is the game, the fairy gate holds the child, and the truth is the chess."

"My lord, Qiyue can't help you control the general situation of the world."

"The only thing that can be done is to unify the entire Xuanmen outside the customs and hand it over to you!".

Chapter 593

The funeral shop is still the same as when you left.

The Ren family has always sent servants to maintain the cleanliness of the store. When Su Mo was away, Ren Tingting would come over every few days to tidy paper figurine furniture, sheets, tables and chairs, etc.

After all, she has semi-officially taken over the Ren family now, and has many business engagements, so that she is much busier than before, and cannot come here from time to time.

In addition, the residents of Renjia Town will also consciously clean the front door, so although the funeral shop has not been occupied for several months, it is spotless.

"This is the place where Senior Brother Su practiced in the mortal world?"

Zhang Zhiwei looked at the funeral shop, nodded repeatedly, and exclaimed: "It's really different."

"If I'm not mistaken, this funeral shop, on the surface, is a paper-making business, but its real purpose should be a Yin-Yang transfer station, used to extradite dead souls to the underworld, right?"

Although the Dao of Qi is not as mysterious as the Dao of Alchemy, it is far more than that of heretics. Therefore, there are some things that Uncle Jiu cannot see, but Zhang Zhiwei can.

"It's not necessary now."

Su Mo 12 casually unlocked the brass lock and pushed open the wooden door: "With Ren Jiazhen here."

"Now within a hundred miles, there are hardly a few dead souls left. My Yin-Yang transfer station has become a decoration."

In fact, the main reason is because of his Fengdu City Seal and two Sikong Orders.

From then on, Su Mo only needs to send ordinary souls to the underworld, and when he encounters evil spirits like ghosts and zombies, he can use them to feed Fengdu City.

It can not only repair the dilapidated Yin City, but also obtain merits, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Pushing open the wooden door, a scent of sandalwood came in, and a stick of sandalwood was burning in the living room. The snow on the ground seemed to have been swept away not long ago, and now there was only a thin layer.

"The day after tomorrow is the new year, let's stay in Ren's town for a few days, how about going to Longhu after the new year?"

"Everything is arranged by senior brother Su." Zhang Zhiwei said quickly: "I went down the mountain this time to experience the world of mortals."

"So it doesn't matter where you live, I'm going to bother Senior Brother Su these few days!"

While speaking, there was a look of longing in his eyes.

There is no Jiazi on the mountain, and the cold year does not know the year.

The young Zhang Zhiwei longed for the excitement of the New Year in the world, but it is a pity that in the fairy gate, it is a place of pure cultivation, usually a few years, or even decades, after a retreat, naturally there is no such thing as a New Year's Eve .

Su Mo has already reached the door of the main room.

At this moment, a paper figurine suddenly fell down.

Immediately afterwards, a ferocious zombie wearing a tattered official robe and exuding a rancid smell suddenly jumped out from behind the paper figurine!

A pair of fangs extended to his chin, and he opened his mouth to roar at Su Mo.

"Roar--"

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Su Mo stood where he was, looking at the zombie in front of him blankly.

The zombie didn't expect the young man in front of him to have such a reaction. He was stunned for a moment, and then he let go of his voice and roared: "Roar!"

"Pfft-"

Zhang Zhiwei who was standing behind finally couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Su Mo opened his right hand.

The broom leaning against the wall instantly turned into a stream of light and flew into his hand automatically.

Su Mo held the end of the broom instead, exposed the other end of the stick, and slammed the stick on the "zombie"'s waist.

"Ouch--"

The "zombie" let out a scream, clutched his waist and kept rubbing it, while backing away again and again.

Su Mo pressed on every step of the way, and the stick hit him on the back facelessly. The crackling sound was like firecrackers exploding, and it kept ringing in the yard.

"I'm ignorant all day long!"

"When reciting Taoism, you are as stupid as a pig. You are a monkey spirit when you play with these things. I think you will suffer less beatings!"

Every time Su Mo said a word, the broom whipped him once.

It's just that he kept his hand deliberately, so although the opponent screamed again and again, he would not suffer any real harm, at most, the red mark on his back would not go away for a few days.

"Stop hitting, stop hitting, ouch...stop hitting, uncle, I was wrong, I know I was wrong!"

The zombie retreated again and again, and finally pointed to the far corner suddenly: "I expose!"

"Uncle, I will expose!"

"All of this is Qiu Sheng's bad idea, if you want to hit him, hit him!"

The zombie in front of him was obviously Wen Cai in disguise.

Sure enough, Su Mo stopped the broom and looked in the direction of the backyard.

Not long after, Qiu Sheng, who was wearing a cotton coat, ran out from behind the wooden door.

He gave Wen Cai a hard look first, then rushed to Su Mo, said with a sneering smile, "Master, you are finally back, I miss you so much!"

"Do you want me to say something else?"

Su Mo frowned slightly, and pointed at Wen Cai at the end of the broom: "What's going on, please explain."

"Is this kind of thing a joke?"

"Thanks to the fact that I sensed the aura of you two boys before I entered the door. If not, what I hit just now was not the broom, but my real qi, and he would be out of his wits."

"This..." Qiu Sheng scratched his head, his face full of confusion.

In the end, Wen Cai took off his hat, sat on the steps panting, "Let me just say it, it's all your bad idea."

"Whoever you ask to try, you can't ask Uncle Su to try!"

Su Mo glanced at the two, finally shook his head, and threw away the broom casually: "Go into the room and talk."

There is only a thin wooden door separating the main room from the flying snow outside.

But with Su Mo here, the room is as warm as spring.

Holding a cup of fragrant tea, enjoying the warm atmosphere around him, Wen Cai, who was shivering because he was wearing too thin clothes before, finally let out a long sigh of relief, and explained: "Uncle Su, we actually want to scare Master to come on."

"Scare my senior brother?"

Su Mo glanced at the two of them strangely: "Is it because my senior brother hasn't hit you for a long time, and your skin is itchy?"

Did these two idiots get water in their heads?

"Oh, it's not because of Aunt Cane." Qiu Sheng scratched his head beside him, and said with some distress: "I'll just say it straight."

"Master Cane likes my master, you know, Uncle Su?"

"Well." Su Mo nodded.

Zhang Zhiwei leaned forward unconsciously and pricked up his ears. .