Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

"You...々'."

The old man's muddy eyes gradually brightened, and Su Mo could see an emotion called hope in his eyes: "Are you here to save me?"

"Correct."

Su Mo replied without hesitation: "I'll save you from the evil hands."

Desperation cannot be used, and now he can only let the old man trust himself, and then step by step to figure out everything he knows.

Of course, the worst case scenario is that Tian Wangguang will completely forget what happened back then, just like Mu Congtian, leaving only the instinct of fear.

The hope in the old man's eyes grew stronger, as if it was about to burst into flames.

However, after a few breaths, all hope suddenly disappeared, leaving only grief and the deepest despair.

"Late...you are late..."

The old man muttered a few words, and muddy tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, leaving two clear marks on his face: "They are all dead."

"No one can escape."

"Everyone is dead, everyone is dead, including me, I'm dead too...I'm dead too..."

Su Mo frowned as he listened to Tian Wangguang's intermittent and messy words.

Let alone whether the old man himself is dead or alive, but the people in Gantian Town can confirm that they are all alive.

They all have breathing, yang energy, three souls and seven souls, and have their own emotions and life trajectories, which are by no means comparable to the dream world created by that woman back then.

The most notable point is that - people in Gantian Town will be controlled by soul-stirring spells.

This is enough to prove that all the people in the town are living people, ordinary people.

Moreover, Gantian Town is not closed to the outside world.

For 70 years, this town has always existed around Qincheng, and countless caravans have come here to do business, and there has never been an accident.

To Su Mo's relief, Tian Wangguang was not immersed in grief.

He caught his breath quickly, and tremblingly grabbed the corner of Su Mo's clothes, Su Mo was going to say something.

It's just that at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhong Jun standing behind, his face suddenly turned pale, and the fear that had finally dissipated in his eyes gathered again.

"She is not from Gantian Town." Su Mo said quickly, "She is from Qincheng, come with me."

"I...I've seen her!"

Tian Wangguang pointed at Zhong Jun with trembling fingers.

After Zhong Jun was stunned for a while, he suddenly became happy.

She did buy the faucet from Gantian Town, but for some reason, those townspeople insisted that they had never seen her.

I didn't expect the old man in front of me to remember (Qian Zhaozhao). Although I thought about it, I didn't seem to come to Zhenwei when I came here, and I have never seen this old man.

But as long as someone testifies for himself, he can switch.

"Su Daochang, I just said that I will never lie to you, look at this old man..."

"Aren't you dead!" Tian Wangguang suddenly interrupted her.

Under Zhong Jun's shocked and puzzled eyes, Tian Wangguang's voice trembled: "Why did you appear here?"

"Aren't you already dead!"

"Old man, did you make a mistake?" Su Mo frowned.

"It can't be wrong! It can't be wrong!"

Tian Wangguang retreated again and again, curled up in the corner of the wall, not even daring to look at Zhong Jun: "I buried her body in the grave with my own hands that night and set up a tombstone for her. I remember it clearly... .It’s this face, it’s Zhong Jun, I won’t remember it wrong...I won’t remember it wrong!”.

Chapter 675

Until he moved into the inn, Zhong Jun still couldn't calm down for a long time.

The old man's words really almost scared her.

After all, I have been entangled by evil spirits myself, and I know that this small town is the birthplace of evil spirits, plus what the crazy old man said, if it weren't for what Su Mo said before, she would have run back to Qincheng overnight .

There is an inexplicable strangeness everywhere in this small town.

"Master Su."

Following Su Mo upstairs, Zhong Jun asked a little uneasy: "Let's just forget about it?"

"How else?"

Su Mo was also a little helpless: "Tian Wangguang has been frightened by you. The old man lives in fear all the year round. It's good that he didn't collapse immediately when he saw you at first sight."

"People in Gantian Town say he is crazy, but I think he has never been crazy, it's just...he knows some secrets that other people don't know."

"Because these secrets are too terrifying, and he dare not tell them, that's why the townspeople mistaken him for a lunatic."

"If we continue to stay there, maybe he will turn from fake madness to real madness."

After all, no one expected the changes that happened before.

Zhong Jun is indeed a real person.

Su Mo confirmed this.

However, the old man stubbornly believed that she was dead, and also said that he buried Zhong Jun's body with his own hands... The hidden things here may involve many things.

Coincidentally, there were only two facing guest rooms left in the inn, separated by a corridor.

"Have you brought all the talismans with you?" Seeing that Zhong Jun was about to open the door to enter, Su Mo suddenly said, "I mean, those talismans I drew."

"It's all on me." Zhong Jun nodded repeatedly.

After all, they are all life-saving things, so how can you not be cautious.

"Paste the talismans in the house, especially around the bed. No matter what happens at night, don't open the door. Even if I knock on the door outside, don't open it. Do you understand?"

Su Mo said directly, "All time is based on the wall clock in the house. If the wall clock is before eight o'clock in the morning, then even if you see the sun shining outside, don't go out, and keep the doors and windows closed."

Not sure what happened to this town, although no one has suffered an accident in 70 years, but it's still wise to be cautious.

Moreover, Zhong Jun's soul is entangled by that aura, and maybe Xie Chong will focus on her specifically.

If Zhong Jun's role was just to provide some clues before, then since Tian Wangguang said that she had died, she has become important in this incident.

"Oh!"

Zhong Jun has never experienced these things, but she is not a person who wants to die. After hearing Su Mo's words clearly, she hurried into the room and closed the wooden door.

Su Mo really concentrated his energy on his fingertips, and drew a talisman on the door with his own hands.

Seeing the talisman flickering and then gradually disappearing, he looked away, turned and walked into his room.

He's not leaving entirely.

He had already left a ray of real energy in Tian Wangguang's wooden house.

If the townspeople really have problems, someone should come to him by now.

Just waited until late at night.

In the wooden house, there was still only Tian Wangguang alone, and there was only one townsman who delivered the food. He left the food at the door of the wooden house and ran away as if being chased by a dog.

"Are they really all mortals?"

Su Mo stepped on the edge of the bed and turned into a breeze and left. There was only a dummy made of paper lying on the bed, as if he was asleep.

.........

Mu Congtian was sitting behind the table and rubbing his temples, closing his eyes and resting his mind, he was still thinking about the day's affairs.

That young man is from the Ren family, so logically speaking, he should take it seriously, but why did he fall asleep while chatting?

And there is always an inexplicable palpitation, as if he has experienced something terrible.

"Mayor." A man with a lantern came in. His name was Ding Zhiyun, and he was the caretaker of the wood products warehouse.

"Here we come." Mu Congtian interrupted his thoughts, looking at the lantern in Ding Zhiyun's hand: "Be careful."

"I understand!" Ding Zhiyun smiled: "I have been doing this for decades, and I have a sense of proportion."

"Ah."

Mu Congtian was obviously very reassured about him, and waved his hand: "Then I won't waste your time, finish the inspection earlier, and go home earlier to rest."

"Hey." Ding Zhiyun nodded quickly, carrying a lantern and walking towards the warehouse where wooden products are stored.

"Alas." Seeing the direction in which the man left, Mu Congtian sighed suddenly, always feeling as if something was about to happen.

"The mayor."

Just when he was about to think about it, a voice came from outside: "The order has been sorted out. Do you want to look at it tomorrow, or..."

"Give it to me now." Mu Congtian dismissed the idea, business is still important.

.........

When Ding Zhiyun was 15 years old, he worked as a guard in the wood product warehouse, responsible for patrolling at night. Now he is 45 years old, and 30 years have passed in a blink of an eye.

During his time in charge, there has never been a case of theft or damage in the warehouse, which is one of his few prides.

The chill in the warehouse seems to be a bit heavy tonight.

Ding Zhiyun tightened his grip, his brows were slightly furrowed.

Too hot and dry is not good for the place where wood products are stored, but too cold and humid is also a bad thing.

It seems that tomorrow we will have to ask the mayor to report the situation.

As usual, I inspected the warehouse a few times and found nothing abnormal.

Just as he was about to leave, there was a sudden sound in the darkness, as if someone's footsteps had fallen.

"Ok?"

Ding Zhiyun quickly turned around, and gradually walked into the figurine area according to the deduction just now.

Hundreds of human figurines stand quietly, their smooth faces imprinted with an inexplicable luster under the light.

Feeling inexplicably afraid, but with the responsibility on his shoulders, Ding Zhiyun bravely walked around the figurine area several times.

No one was found.

It's just that the position of one figurine seems to have changed slightly. It stands a little ahead of the figurines in the same row, as if... a step forward.

how can that be!

Ding Zhiyun quickly drove this thought out of his mind.

Big night, scare yourself! .

Chapter 676

After calming down a bit, Ding Zhiyun picked up the figurine and carefully lined it up with the other figurines.

Looking at the finally normal figurines area, he nodded in satisfaction and prepared to leave.

"Ouch—"

Suddenly, there was a suffocating feeling in the lower abdomen.

"Mother, I knew I wouldn't drink so much wine." Ding Zhiyun muttered, looked around, hung the lantern on a high platform at random, then walked to the corner by himself, and put the water comfortably.

There was a splash of water, and he whistled.

In the lantern, the flames danced, flickering the faces of those puppets.

Vaguely, the neck of a figurine seemed to be tilted.

Ding Zhiyun rubbed his eyes and looked over carefully, the figurine still stood quietly in place~ without any change.

"It's all about scaring yourself."

Ding Zhiyun simply stopped looking at it and continued to whistle, waiting for the urination to end.