Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

Kunlun Mountains.

On this day, the shield covering the entire Kunlun disappeared, and countless halls filled with immortal energy were revealed in the mortal world.

Five huge figures almost reaching the sky above their heads loomed in the mist, and Daoist Bai Jun was one of them.

He scanned the world with a look of reluctance. After a long time, he said softly: "There will be gatherings and parting, everyone, I should go."

All the immortals stood at the gate of the fairy gate in the world, bowing their hands in the direction of Kunlun Mountain (Nuo Li's) and saying goodbye.

A gust of breeze blew by, and the countless Qionglou Yuyu were all lifted by the breeze and flew towards the sky.

Near Kunlun Mountain, all the people watched this scene in shock, and many even knelt on the ground and kowtowed to worship.

In the next hundred years, in the area of ​​Kunlun Mountains, legends about immortals and the Heavenly Palace will probably be passed down in the mouths of countless old people.

In fact, it’s not the last time yet, but Kunlun is a place to hide from the world after all. It doesn’t care about the mundane world, and it doesn’t plan to make plans to fight for dragons in the end of the Dharma Era. Therefore, after the matter of the underworld was resolved, they chose to ascend and leave early.

Beyond the starry sky, in the boundless darkness.

In the Kunlun Palace, all the great masters bowed their hands in the direction of the sun.

On the sun, Yunxu Xingjun, who was wearing a Taoist robe, nodded in return, and watched as the continuous palace turned into a stream of light and disappeared at the end of the sea of ​​stars.

"Oh, I should leave too."

After leaving the palace, Master Yunxu Xing sat down cross-legged again, staring at the distant planet with emotion in his eyes.

........quality.

A remote provincial capital, within a house.

A young man in a black robe sat on the main seat, holding a teacup and smiling without saying a word. Behind him stood a middle-aged man in burlap with a look of horror on his face.

Because at this moment, the hall is full of young Taoist priests.

This group of Taoist priests are not very old, and their cultivation is not as good as the two of them.

But Xia Liuqing understood what this group of little Taoist priests represented.

They represent most of the fairy gates in today's world!

At this moment, Xia Liuqing's gaze changed. He looked at the young man in front of him with a look of admiration in his eyes.

"Growing without roots, maybe... you can really stir up the world!".

Chapter 790

After half a month's absence, Su Mo returned to Renjia Town again.

Master Ren never saw his daughter coming back with him, so he asked a few questions out of worry, and Su Mo also told the truth.

Hearing that his daughter is now an inner disciple of the Immortal Sect, and even practicing in the Hall of True Tradition, Ren Fa is also very happy.

Ren Tingting has practiced for so long, so she naturally told him a lot of Taoist things. Now that her daughter has transcended mortals, she will only become stronger in the future. As an old father, how could he not be ecstatic.

Ren Tingting once said that although helping Ren Fa to embark on the road of cultivation will not be too powerful, but if she uses real qi to help him wash his marrow and cut his veins every day, it is still possible to live two to three hundred years old.

However, Ren Fa refused.

According to what Ren Fa said, he has actually been content in his life. His biggest wish now is to watch his family become more and more prosperous, see his daughter safe, live in peace and stability until his life span is exhausted, and die naturally.

He also misses Ren Tingting's mother, when her mother died of dystocia, this is also an eternal pain in Ren Fa's heart, and he has never remarried for more than 20 years.

After having a meal at noon, Su Mo followed Ren Fa to Wang's house two streets away in the afternoon.

Renjia Town has developed rapidly in the past two years, and its prosperity is even higher than that of the provincial capital. Many rich and well-to-do families have relocated here, and the Wang family is one of them.

There are too many gentry, so a chamber of commerce was specially set up. Ren's family is the local emperor of Renjia Town, so Master Ren naturally assumed the position of chairman, so he has some relationship with all the rich households in Renjia Town.

As for the Wang family's Master Wang, who happened to pass away the day before yesterday, today is the practice, and when worshiping, Ren Fa naturally rushed over to show his respect.

When Su Mo arrived, the ceremony had already started for a long time.

It was Daoist Qianhe who presided over it.

People in Renjia Town now only recognize the paper-making shop and Yizhuang at the end of the town.

And Su Mo is rarely in the paper-making shop, so the business of Yizhuang has been booming in the past few years, and the surrounding provincial capitals will send people to invite them whenever they encounter any problems.

So Qianhe felt comfortable staying here.

At this moment, the family members are wearing white scarves and are suffering in front of the coffin, looking sad.

Qianhe was wearing a Taoist robe, with two bricks under his feet and a tile on top.

He holds a mahogany sword in both hands, with the tip of the sword pointing down, and he murmurs: "The soul of a dead man disappears, and the tiles are broken to build a bridge of darkness, broken!"

brush--

The mahogany sword pierced the air and made a tearing sound, and stopped about three inches above the tile.

Although it has never been touched, Qianhe's mana is attached to the mahogany sword. Under normal circumstances, the tiles should shatter in response.

However, the scene was extremely quiet, and the tiles were still quietly covering the bricks.

Qianhe frowned slightly, and was about to stab again with the wooden sword, but when he fell halfway, he was pinched by two fingers.

"Su... Headmaster Chen Yuan!"

Qianhe immediately let go of his hand and saluted Su Mo.

In the past, Su Mo was a true biography, and he could be called a junior by virtue of his seniority, but now he is the head teacher of Maoshan, so naturally he can no longer consider his seniority.

"How did Wang Fu die?" Su Mo asked softly.

"It is said that he died suddenly of a heart attack." Qianhe responded.

"It was deliberately killed." Su Mo looked at the tiles under his feet, shook his head and said, "There is resentment on the tiles, which cannot be broken with mana, unless you forcibly smash them with a mahogany sword."

"Intentionally killed?" Qianhe stared wide-eyed, looking at the suffering family members in front of him: "This..."

Su Mo didn't say much, and didn't even think about directly taking care of it.

Instead, he retreated to Ren Fa's side, and said softly, "Uncle Ren, what is the relationship between this Wang Fu and you?"

After all, Ren Tingting still hasn't officially married Su Mo, so she has to be called uncle instead of father-in-law at this moment.

"Good relationship."

Ren Fa nodded: "This old man is very good. He will do business with integrity and has a kind heart. He often goes to help some poor people."

Su Mo nodded slightly: "Wang Fu was deliberately killed."

"what?"

Ren Fa's movement of distributing walnuts in the palm of his hand stopped: "Nephew Su Xian, what do you mean?"

"The deceased has resentment, which proves that he died violently." Su Mo pointed to the weeping figures: "These family members also have resentment, which proves that they are the murderer."

Ren Fa was silent for a while, and finally said in a deep voice: "Find out! Old man Wang must be given justice!"

"Let's wait until the ceremony is finished. There are too many people now, so it's inconvenient."

Ren Fa sighed slightly: "This is the hand of the family. The family ugliness should not be publicized. After all, the old man Wang still has two sons, so he has to continue to live in this town."

"Okay." Su Mo didn't say much, and winked at Qianhe.

Qianhe understood, and stopped caring about her grievances, forcibly pierced the tiles with a mahogany sword, and continued to preside over the ritual.

It was dusk and the ceremony was over, and the mourners dispersed in twos and threes.

There are only dozens of old men left in the entire Wang family.

These are the bosses of Renjia Town and members of the Chamber of Commerce. Ren Fa sat on a wooden chair with a gloomy expression.

"Master Ren." A woman with a charming face said, "Who are you?"

She is Wang Fu's concubine, named Li Zhimei.

"Admit it yourself." Ren Fa said slowly, "How did you kill Wang Fu?"

As soon as this remark came out, all the bosses of the chamber of commerce were stunned for a moment, and then they all whispered to each other.

After all, Ren Fa told them not to leave after the end. They all thought they were going to explain something, but they didn't expect this to happen.

Li Zhimei's face was slightly pale, showing an unnatural smile: "Huh?"

"Master Ren, what are you talking about? I can't understand."

"Wang Fu obviously died of a sudden heart attack. They can testify to that!"

There are two men behind Li Zhimei, one is the housekeeper named Songquan, and the other is the servant named Qian Jinfu.

"Yes, we can testify." The two men said in unison.

Li Zhimei also cried and said: "If Master Ren doesn't believe it, you can check the body, is there any scar?"

"This..." Ren Fa looked at Su Mo beside him.

Su Mo looked at several people, and said softly: "Wang Fu died of a heart attack indeed, but his heart attack did not erupt naturally, but was caused by man."

"You young man, don't talk nonsense and frame good people!" Li Zhimei waited for him.

The Wang family moved later, so although the family survived Su Mo's name, they didn't know his appearance.

"Bullshit?"

Su Mo shook his head, but he didn't want to argue too much: "Then let Wang Fu ask you in person."

After speaking, he drew a talisman in the void with his fingers, and said softly in the air: "The soul is back."

Wang Fu came to ask in person?

All the people in the hall showed confusion.

But the next moment, everyone's eyes widened, and Li Zhimei yelled even more, and was shuddered by fright, and the two men also showed expressions of fear.

Under the moonlight, an old man wearing a shroud stood at the door, his face was old, and his eyes were full of resentment.

It was the dead Wang Fu! .

Chapter 791

There was a commotion in the mourning hall, and everyone hid in fear. Since Wang Fu was standing at the door, blocking the door, no one dared to rush out. They could only hide under the table or behind the chairs.

Only Ren Fa was still sitting on the main seat, and the few old people who had been living in Renjia Town didn't make any moves. Their eyes were all fixed on Su Mo, full of trust.

So many evil spirits and sneaks have been solved by this true biography, and now it's just a little ghost, so there's nothing to be afraid of.

Wang Fu himself died with injustice. Seeing these enemies face to face at this moment, his body was filled with resentment. Even his body was faintly glowing red, transforming in the direction of the red-clothed ghost.

That wave of resentment hit the mourning hall, and a dark wind came out for no reason, blowing all the white cloths, and making the group of people even more frightened.

"okay."

At this moment, Su Mo finally spoke, and said calmly: "There is an injustice and a debtor, don't disturb innocent people."

Under the shocked gazes of Li Zhimei and the others, Wang Fu's ghost really didn't dare to do it again, and even carefully withdrew that resentment from his body.

"Thank you Immortal for giving me the opportunity!"

He bowed to Su Mo to the end.

Ren Fa also said at this moment: "Wang Fu, how did you die, tell me here, if someone really harms you, we will definitely help you uphold justice."

"It's them!" Wang Fu pointed to the housekeeper Song Quan, the servant Qian Jinfu, and the woman who was limp on the ground, with a grim face: "This woman colluded with two men while I was away."

"A few days ago, when I came home from business, I just ran into the good things of the three of them, so they tied me up and hung me upside down in the house."

"I was suffering from heart disease. I was so angry that I was hanging upside down. It didn't take long before I had a heart attack and died in the house."

"In the end, this slut discussed with the two men, intending to occupy my royal family's property after my funeral is arranged!"

The next thing is naturally very simple.

With the face-to-face statement of Wang Fu, the sufferer, Li Zhimei could no longer quibble, and was detained together with the two men in the big prison, awaiting trial.

Of course, in order to take into account the reputation of the Wang family, all this was done in secret. It was only said that Li Zhimei had returned to his hometown, and the housekeeper was fired because he was not good at handling affairs and did not take good care of the master.

The burial on the second day was carried out as usual, but the culprit had already been punished, and Wang Fu's ghost had already been sent to the underworld by Su Mo, so nothing strange happened again.