Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

Immediately, he pinched the Dharma seal with his hands, chanted a mantra, and at the same time tore open the package, and threw those talismans and magic tools at himself.

However nothing works...

The hair grew faster and faster, and even hair began to emerge from his eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears.

"Help... help..."

Lei Gang roared in horror, and rushed out of the cave.

It's just that as soon as he took a step, his whole body seemed to have lost all his strength, and he just fell on the spot.

The thick hair grew rapidly and soon covered his body.

Su Mo stood outside the cave, watching with cold eyes.

This in itself was his purpose, to use Lei Gang's hand to investigate the evil spirits.

What made him a little uneasy was that even with his Dharma Eyes open, he couldn't see the source of these hairs clearly, as if they really grew naturally from Lei Gang's body!

The screams lasted only a short dozen or so breaths before they were completely silent.

And those hairs are like seaweed, flying back and forth in the cave.

After observing the time for half a stick of incense and confirming that there will be no other changes, Su Mo finally stretched out his hand, and the real qi burst out from between his fingers, turning into a flying sword that shone with light.

Between the interlacing of white light, those black hair fell down like harvested wheat, and before they fell to the ground, they turned into black ashes.

Soon, all the hair in the cave was harvested.

However, when he saw the scene clearly, Su Mo's pupils couldn't help shrinking slightly.

Dragon head woodcarving!

In the cave, a wooden carving of a dragon's head unexpectedly appeared at some point.

Lei Gang's body was gone, but his head was contained in a wooden carving.

And most of the head area has decayed, it looks like it has been dead for a long time!

"how come......"

Su Mo separated a trace of real qi into the wood carving, but he came to the same conclusion as the wood carving in the Taoist temple.

There is only a strong evil spirit inside, nothing else.

However, this wood carving appeared out of thin air.

And... where did Lei Gang's body go?

In woodcarving.

Lei Gang's rotten head opened its eyes wide, staring at Su Mo with lifeless eyes, full of hatred. .

Chapter 668

From the beginning to the end, Su Mo never felt any traces of spells in the cave, as if all of these existed naturally.

If it was said that he had some confidence in his own strength before, then what is left at this moment is only dignified.

The process that he couldn't even see with his normal eyes... What the hell is behind this wood carving of a dragon head?

Not long after, a red light lit up in the cave.

Su Mo turned his head and saw that the whole hill was turned into dust in the flames of his true qi, and then flew towards Qin Cheng.

In the next few days, Zhong Jun's mentality adjusted very well.

She didn't know if there was a reason for Su Mo to be here, but she only felt that the cold air wrapped around her body seemed to have disappeared, and she didn't have any more nightmares when she slept.

Another morning.

The figure of Yu Dachu will always be missing on the table.

Because of Lei Gang's death, the magic of turning stones into gold disappeared naturally, and the thugs from the gambling shop came to him.

By mistake, he was directly beaten to death at home.

As for that girlfriend, Shu Ning, he soon found another handsome young man from Qincheng, who seemed to have completely forgotten that there was such a person as Yu Dachu.

This is the life of a mortal, and it is also the reason why monks in the world want to practice longevity.

Except for those very few world-renowned beings, the death of ordinary people is like a willow leaf falling into the river, without causing any waves.

When Uncle Jiu heard the news, he only sighed slightly.

After all, Yu Dachu had terminated his master-student relationship with him a long time ago, and now he has no position to do anything for this person.

He just ordered Wen Hai to take some ocean and buy him a cemetery for burial.

"Mr. Zhong." Su Mo put down his chopsticks: "Clean up, let's go to Gantian Town."

"Oh ah?"

Zhong Jun Jiacai's wrist stopped in mid-air.

She raised her head, looked at Su Mo blankly, and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Su Daochang, you...are you joking?"

She has seen the horror of the dragon head before.

As for Gantian Town, which manufactures the dragon head...isn't the hidden danger even greater?

She now feels that she has used up all the luck in her life when she was able to walk out of Gantian Town alive with the dragon head.

Su Mo didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

After a long time, Zhong Jun cried and said: "Okay, Daoist Su, then...then please, if you encounter danger, you must run with me, I don't want to die!"

"Don't worry." Su Mo's expression softened: "If I deliberately want to harm you, there is no need to go to Gantian Town."

After saying this, Su Mo turned his gaze to Uncle Jiu: "Senior brother, what happened to my request to you?"

"It's already been brought."

Uncle Jiu took out a book from the cloth bag.

The paper of the book is yellow, the title page is tattered, the ink has faded in many places, and the handwriting is very blurred, obviously it has not been a short period of time.

This is a local chronicle.

Every county will have its own local chronicles, recording various events, customs, and family rise and fall of the county over the past century.

There was no library in this era, so local chronicles were generally stored in yamen.

Uncle Jiu opened the Fuxi Hall here, and he has a great reputation for curing diseases and saving lives, so it was easy to borrow to take a look, and he also found some old people by the way, and found out a lot about Gantian Town.

Passing the local chronicle in his hand to Su Mo, Uncle Jiu said at the same time, "From what I've heard, there doesn't seem to be any trace of evil spirits raging in Gantian Town."

"On the contrary, that place is an ordinary small town, and there are many businessmen coming and going. After all, Gantian Town's woodcarving craftsmanship is very exquisite."

"If there is any evil, those businessmen have already spread the word."

"I really got the dragon head woodcarving from Gantian Town. I definitely didn't lie!" Zhong Jun was a little flustered, worried that Su Mo thought he was lying.

"Relax, no one suspects you." Su Mo glanced at her, motioned her to shut up, took the local chronicle and asked Uncle Jiu to continue.

"By the way, I was going to talk about the dragon head woodcarving." Uncle Jiu took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and said, "I learned from an old man who lived more than 90 years old that the most famous woodcarving in Gantian Town is actually It's a dragon."

"Back then, Gantian Town was famous for its dragon carvings. It is said that it was chartered by the dynasty, and even when the royal family built palaces, they would give Gantian Town special orders to carve dragon statues and pay tribute to the court."

"It's just that a big fire broke out later, almost burning the entire Gantian Town to nothingness, but the strange thing is that none of the townspeople died in the fire, and all of them escaped, as if they were really blessed by the gods .”

"However, since the fire, Gantian Town has stopped carving dragon statues. Some people say that it was the dragon statues that caused the fire, and some people say that the real dragon carving skills have been lost. In order not to make up for it and smash the signboards, we have to not Carve a dragon again."

"Big fire?" Su Mo flipped through the local chronicles in his hand.

The invisible real qi surged, and all the stains on the local chronicles disappeared, the scattered ink recondensed, and all the blurred handwriting became clear.

As Su Mo turned the pages, the dilapidated book turned into a brand-new book within a few breaths.

Even though they are familiar with the magical power of alchemy, Uncle Jiu and Aunt Zhang still feel emotional after watching it.

Zhong Jun's eyes widened even more, refusing to let go of any detail, but even if her eyes hurt from looking at it, she couldn't see any method.

Only Wen Hai blinked his eyes, and the depths of his pupils were full of fiery colors.

This is Taoism?

What I will learn in the future are these magic spells that are comparable to miracles?

Aunt Cane gave him a speechless look, hesitated for a long time, but finally didn't have the nerve to break his sweet dream.

Su Mo didn't care about the changes in the expressions of the people around him, his eyes were all fixed on the local chronicles.

After all, it is mainly Qincheng. Gantian Town is just one of the towns attached to Qincheng, so the space is relatively small, but because of its special craftsmanship, it has more records than other towns.

The fire was mentioned in it.

However, the records about the fire are somewhat vague. .

Chapter 669

According to the records in the publications, the fire started 70 years ago, and the specific reason is not clear. People in Gantian Town also kept secret about the fire and never mentioned it.

But it's true that people never die, and maybe they do have gods.

After the fire, the government originally planned to organize their relocation, but the townspeople refused to leave anyway.

In desperation, a large number of water sources could only be used to completely extinguish the fire in the town, and then re-establish a Gantian town on the ruins.

It just seems that the fire completely destroyed the feng shui of Gantian town.

In the past, Gantian Town was loved by the emperor with its dragon carving skills, so the status of the whole town naturally rose, and even faintly surpassed the county seat of Qincheng.

Not only that, but the exquisite woodcarving technique has also won the love of many rich and noble families, which naturally means a lot of wealth and brilliance.

It's just that the people in the town are very xenophobic and refuse to accept any relocation from outsiders.

after the fire.

Gantian Town's dragon carving skills have been completely lost. Although other wood carving skills are still very exquisite, they are no longer as good as before.

It seems to have lost some charm.

In addition, the feudal dynasty has existed in name only, lost its status, and orders have dropped significantly, so now it can only be regarded as a relatively wealthy and ordinary town with characteristics.

Therefore, Gantian Town can be divided into two stages, before the fire and after the fire.

The record about Gantian Town ends here, and when you turn to the next page, you will jump to another town.

"70 years ago, the fire..."

Su Mo slowly closed the local chronicle and put it on the table.

As the book left his fingers, the title page gradually aged and rotted, and the ink stains were rendered again, and after a few breaths, it returned to its original tattered appearance.

After all, this book still had to be returned, it was just an ordinary local chronicle, and it was useless for him to take it.

Ignoring the surprise of Wen Hai and the others, Su Mo's thoughts were fixed on those written records: "Something weird must have happened in this fire, which led to the changes in Gantian Town."

"correct."

Uncle Jiu said suddenly: "I also found out that people died in Gantian Town in the fire that year."

"It's just that there is no news about who died, how many died, and the identity of the deceased."

"Furthermore, Gantian Town itself has denied it to the outside world. No one has ever died in the fire."

Speaking of this, Uncle Jiu shook his head: "Anyway, no one can tell whether these news are true or not. You can judge for yourself."

"It's just that in today's Gantian Town, I have never heard of any weird things happening."

"I see, thank you, brother." Su Mo saluted slightly.

"It doesn't have to be like this." Uncle Jiu quickly said: "If this matter really involves evil spirits, then the things behind it are probably not trivial. I practice heretics, and meddling rashly will only lead to death in vain."

"So I can only leave it all to you. All I can do are these insignificant things."

"Brother, you are serious." Su Mo said politely.