Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

On the futon, there was only one ice sculpture left.

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"A catastrophe is imminent, indeed a catastrophe is imminent!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest ran wildly, his face full of horror.

In order to control those disciples, he planted an imp on each of them.

Now, all the little ghosts have lost contact, which means that everyone in that Taoist temple is dead!

Moreover, he died quietly, with almost no room for resistance.

It is absolutely impossible for him to contend with this terrifying power.

As for Ning Wukan...it's a bit embarrassing to say.

He is too useless and too cowardly. The middle-aged Taoist felt that this guy was completely useless, and it would be a waste to plant a kid for him, so he simply gave him a ghost gourd and sent him down the mountain casually.

"Fellow Daoist, where are you going?"

Just as he was quickly thinking about ways to escape, a voice suddenly came from ahead.

The middle-aged Taoist felt a chill in his heart, and looked up, and sure enough, he saw a young man in white standing in front of him, looking at him with a smile, but there was some chill in his smile...

Behind him was Ning Wukan who lowered his head and dared not look at him.

"Oh it's you!"

The middle-aged Taoist stared at Ning Wukan: "It's you, a bastard, who lured people to the mountains and wiped out my whole family?"

"Master..." Ning Wukan said awkwardly, "I can't help it, I also want to survive."

"This fellow Daoist."

The middle-aged Taoist priest took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart: "This Ning Wukan was expelled from the mountain gate by me more than ten years ago. If he offends you in any way, you can kill him or cut him into pieces." It's nothing to do with me!"

"Then this mountain full of resentful ghosts has something to do with you, right?" Su Mo pointed to the barren mountain behind him.

"Fellow Taoist, are you going to avenge those people?" The middle-aged Taoist stared at Su Mo, and finally struggled: "Actually, killing people and cultivating ghosts was not my original intention, but was instructed by others."

"Who?"

"Master He!" The middle-aged Taoist sold the person behind him without hesitation: "But Master He's whereabouts have always been unpredictable, and I don't know where he is."

"It's just an agreement at the beginning, I have refined a thousand ghosts, and when he comes to get them, he will give me the art of immortality!"

"Master He..." Su Mo muttered the name.

Back then when Renjiazhuang suffered a horse thief, behind that sorceress, there was also the shadow of Master He!

Seeing that Su Mo seemed to be distracted, the middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes brightened, and with a roar, he suddenly drew out the sword from his waist and stabbed towards Su Mo.

Moreover, the gourd behind him was also opened, and hundreds of black air roared out.

Ning Wukan was anxious.

If this young man was really killed by his master, with his master's personality, he would definitely not let him go!

Just when he was about to remind him, he saw Su Mo stretch out a hand casually.

On that hand, the pattern of an ancient giant city flickered, and all the black energy screamed and were all sucked into the pattern.

The poisonous sword shattered into pieces as soon as it touched the fingers, and those two jade-like fingers lightly tapped the middle-aged Taoist priest's eyebrows.

A transparent shadow flew out, and its body fell powerlessly to the ground.

Su Mo's finger pointed out his soul directly! .

Chapter 603

Before the Taoist's soul could react, he saw a bronze chain suddenly appear in the void.

The chain was like a poisonous snake, wrapped around his body in an instant, and then tightly tightened. A piercing pain came from his soul, which made him scream loudly, and black smoke rose from his soul.

These are the causes and effects entangled in him, the grievances and curses of those who were killed by him before they died.

When he was alive, he could still suppress it with a whole body of Taoism. Now that he is dead, even his soul has been greatly damaged, and these curses will naturally start to rebound.

Ning Wukan was breaking out in a cold sweat watching from the side, and couldn't help but bury his head deeper, almost retracting into his neck.

Su Mo didn't talk nonsense to him.

The bronze chain waved, dragging the soul of the middle-aged Taoist priest into Fengdu City.

In just a few breaths, all the valuable memories of the Taoist priest were transmitted to Fengdu City.

Half of what he said before was true.

The Taoist priest accidentally obtained a secret technique of raising ghosts, and began to kill people everywhere, refining and raising evil ghosts.

It is not entirely because of He Shizu that he kills and refines ghosts.

The part about He Shizu is true.

The two agreed to deliver a thousand ghosts, but Master He didn't agree on a time, he just said that after he finished refining, just wait at ease and find him in his own way.

What exactly is the role of the ghost, but it is not clearly stated.

And he did promise him that as long as the agreement is fulfilled, he will be given the art of immortality.

"eternal life?"

Su Mo sneered.

In the world, only immortals can live forever.

Throughout the ages, there have been countless heroes who wanted to research another path to immortality, even some big real people.

But in the end, none of them succeeded.

"Well, Shangxian..." Ning Wukan felt that he couldn't wait any longer, so he mustered up his courage and showed a flattering smile: "Shangxian, I have never harmed human life."

"Not even an accomplice, you see, isn't it..."

There was a pleading look on his face.

Su Mo glanced at him: "You go."

"Huh?" Even though he really wanted to live, Ning Wukan still couldn't believe that he escaped so easily.

Su Mo was not interested in explaining to him, so he flicked his fingers, and a strand of real qi fell into his body.

Ning Wukan's face was pale, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he didn't dare to make a sound, he could only grit his teeth and endure the pain in his body.

After two or three breaths, the true qi finally dissipated, and all his cultivation skills were wiped out by Su Mo.

From then on, he was just a healthy old man.

After all, although Ning Wukan has done a lot of bad things over the years, almost all of them are cheating and abducting, and indeed none of them can be regarded as a big evil.

Moreover, he also brought Su Mo to exterminate the evil way, and because of the technique of borrowing money, he was deducted a full 30 years of life, and now he only has two more years of life left.

It can be regarded as redemption.

He was about to solemnly thank Su Mo for not killing him, but when he turned around, he found that the young man had disappeared.

In the desolate mountain stream, he was alone.

"It's a fairy..."

After a long silence, Ning Wukan sighed: "It's a pity that I didn't have the fate of immortality when I was a child, and I strayed into evil ways when I was old... Alas, it seems that I really have no destiny for immortality in my life... ..."

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In the next few days, Renjia Town was safe and sound.

Zhang Zhiwei can be regarded as enjoying a handful of human fireworks.

After all, cultivation on Longhu Mountain was hard, and every time he went down the mountain, he couldn't bring money with him, so he almost lived a life of eating and sleeping in the open.

But this kid is really determined.

Although he lingers in this world of mortals, Su Mo can notice that there is always a trace of clarity in the depths of his eyes.

This proves that he really only experienced it, but did not sink into it.

In such a blink of an eye, half a month has passed, and the atmosphere of the new year has almost dissipated. Almost all the shops have opened their doors, and the construction site has also started.

Su Mo was holding sandalwood in the inner hall to pay homage to the patriarch, while Uncle Jiu and Zhang Zhiwei were sitting under the sun, discussing and exchanging some experience in Taoism.

What Zhang Zhiwei talked about is some introductory cultivation of Qi Dao. This part does not involve the core and can be made public. Although the real Qi Dao cannot be cultivated, it can still contain true breath, increase mana, strengthen the body, and prolong life.

Although Uncle Jiu is the weakest heretic, he has a wealth of experience in slaying demons and eliminating demons over the years, so Zhang Zhiwei can be regarded as benefiting a lot.

"Actually, I also want to be like Uncle Jiu, slaying demons and demons, and keeping one side safe." Zhang Zhiwei sighed: "It's a pity that I am destined to inherit the position of celestial master in the future, and at most I can only take time to walk the world a few times. Part of the time has to stay on Longhu Mountain to refine the avenue."

"Everyone has their own fate." Uncle Jiu looked at him: "People who practice heretics in this world don't envy you."

"Master!"

　 　The peaceful atmosphere in the courtyard was suddenly broken by a panicked shout.

Wen Cai hurried in, panting heavily: "Master, it's not good, something serious happened!"

"What's wrong?" Uncle Jiu frowned slightly.

"It's a zombie!"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu immediately stood up from the rattan chair, and Zhang Zhiwei also had a serious expression on his face: "Where is it?"

"It's in Xifeng Town!" Wen Cai lowered his head and said, "Aunt Cane has already passed, I'm worried that she won't be able to deal with it alone, Master, would you like to go and have a look?"

"Then why are you still standing there?" Uncle Jiu said in a deep voice, "Go to the backyard and prepare for the guy...... where is Qiu Sheng?"

"Ah?" Wencai hesitated a little: "I...I searched all over Renjia Town, but I couldn't find Qiusheng. I heard that his aunt is going to the provincial capital to buy goods. Maybe she went with her?"

"This kid..."

Uncle Jiu snorted, ran towards his room without saying anything.

"Is it really a zombie?"

Su Mo happened to be in the backyard. When he saw Wen Cai rushing in, he asked some playful questions.

"This..." Wencai scratched his head, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Don't you know the reason, uncle?".

Chapter 604

When it came to zombies, Uncle Nine's movements were very quick. While the two were talking, his voice could already be heard from the yard outside: "Wen Cai? Wen Cai!"

"Hey, it's coming!" Wen Cai quickly agreed.

With a wave of Su Mo's hand, the talisman instruments in the backyard automatically flew up and fell into the package.

Wen Cai quickly thanked him and went over to pick up the package.

But Su Mo had already stepped out of the backyard first, and happened to see Uncle Jiu standing in the courtyard, already fully dressed, with an orange Taoist robe fluttering in the wind.

Although he felt a little guilty about defrauding Uncle Jiu, when he thought that it was to solve his life-long event, Su Mo suppressed the little guilt he had in his heart, and said, "Senior brother."

"You also know about the affairs of Master Ren's house before, and there is an evil way of killing people and cultivating ghosts hidden behind it. I happened to find some clues just now, and I need to check it now to prevent the evil way from escaping."

"So the zombies..."

"Evil is the most important thing. It's much more harmful than vampire zombies. Go there quickly." Uncle Jiu nodded quickly and said, "Gu Gu and I should be able to deal with the zombies. If it doesn't work, I'll give you a communication talisman."

"Brother, be careful."

Zhang Zhiwei stood under the tree watching all this, with a thoughtful look on his face, and remained silent without making a sound.

Uncle Jiu stopped talking, and hurried out the door, followed by Wen Cai with the package on his back.

"Let's go too." Su Mo looked at Zhang Zhiwei beside him: "Didn't you always want to see it?"

The fire of gossip in Zhang Zhiwei's eyes was blazing, and he bowed his hands, suppressing the smile on the corner of his mouth: "Thank you, Senior Brother Su, for making it happen."

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