Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

"That's right!"

Uncle Jiu nodded, with a sad expression on his face: "The only way for a zombie to heal its wounds is to suck human blood. Now that it has run away, it will definitely find a way to harm people."

"Ah? What should I do?" Ren Fa's expression changed.

"That zombie still has the power of my corpse-suppressing and exorcising spell, and it's powerless to harm people tonight." Su Mo's gaze was on Ren Fa: "Master Ren, it's getting late, and you are all frightened, It's best to go to rest now."

"Early tomorrow morning, you call all the people in the town, and let's have a meeting."

"Okay, listen to Mr. Su!" At this moment, Ren Fa had already obeyed Su Mo's orders.

"Brother." Su Mo looked at Uncle Jiu again: "You might as well stay at Ren's house tonight, so we can have a meeting together tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Uncle Jiu nodded in agreement.

"Mr. Su, what about you?" Ren Fa looked at Su Mo.

Su Mo looked at the night outside: "I'll go back to the store tonight and prepare some things, and I'll be here on time at seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

Several people discussed for a while, and then separated.

in the dark.

Su Mo glanced left and right, and after making sure that there was no one around, he suddenly took out two talismans and stuck them on his legs.

"The talisman holds the legs and travels thousands of miles at night, order!"

After the two amulets flickered for a while, they merged into the legs.

And Su Mo moved his legs, and his whole body turned into a black shadow, chasing towards the direction where the zombie disappeared at a terrifying speed.

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Chapter 13

Even though it was late at night, the Ren family's mansion was still brightly lit, countless servants were rushing in and out, and everyone had expressions of nervousness and fear on their faces.

in the living room.

Uncle Nine carefully wiped the money sword in his hand, turned aside Ren Fa beside him and said, "Master Ren, didn't I tell you to go to rest earlier. In Renjia Town, you have the final say, and the gathering tomorrow morning will depend on you Gather the people."

"Oh, that's what I said, but who can sleep after such a thing happened!"

Ren Fa sighed heavily: "I really regret it now. If I had known, I would have burned it the day it was dug out!"

"It's not too late to make up for it." Uncle Jiu looked at him and said with relief, "The old man just turned into a corpse, and he didn't drink the blood of his closest relatives. It has weakened a lot."

"As long as you proceed carefully, there should be no accidents."

"I hope so!" Ren Fa looked up at the bright moon in the sky, his face was complicated, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Soon.

Wen Cai, with short ear-length hair, ran into the lobby: "Master, I went to see it just now. The Ren family doesn't have much glutinous rice, only half a jar left!"

"Glutinous rice?" Ren Fa showed doubts, "What do you want glutinous rice for?"

"Zombies belong to yin, and glutinous rice belongs to yang, which can counteract the corpse energy of zombies, so zombies are afraid of glutinous rice." Uncle Jiu explained briefly, and then said to Wen Cai: "Go and sprinkle the half tank of glutinous rice around Ren's house... ... Qiusheng!"

"Master." Qiu Sheng in a cloth coat ran in.

"Take it." Uncle Jiu handed him five yuan: "Go to the rice shop in the next town and buy fifty catties of glutinous rice, just in case you need it."

Seeing that both of them ran out, Uncle Jiu frowned slightly, and sighed softly, "Oh...that junior brother of mine has been acting mysteriously lately, and I don't know what he's been up to, but I hope nothing will happen. "

.........

To the west of Renjia Town is a stretch of green hills, and at the foot of the hills are disorderly grave mounds.

It is said that in ancient times, this place was an execution ground, and it is unknown how many ghosts and dead bones were buried there, so this place was also called Luan Grave Mound. People in the town thought it was a bad luck, and almost no one would come here on weekdays.

At this moment, the old zombie, covered in tattered official robes and disheveled hair, was jumping on the ground. The moonlight shrouded its body, and silver-white hair-like things were continuously absorbed by it.

The old man had just turned into a corpse, so he couldn't take the initiative to absorb the essence of the moon to cultivate, but could only passively bear the baptism of the moonlight.

at this time.

The old man flapped his nostrils, and a wisp of strange blood flowed into his nose.

Zombies look for prey not by eyes, but by smell.

The blood energy emanating from a living person is like a bright light in the dark to zombies, very conspicuous.

Therefore, no matter how ordinary people hide, they will eventually be found by zombies!

He was injured by Su Mo, and now he urgently needs blood. After smelling this strange blood, the old man roared and jumped towards the source of the blood.

"It's really you!"

In the bushes, Su Mo was covered in pot bottom dust, lying tightly on the ground, leaving only his eyes to observe the scene outside through the gaps in the bushes.

In this era, every household enshrines the Stove Lord, and worships the Stove Lord every year and festival.

But the Stove Lord belongs to the god of the earth, with a yin attribute, so the breath of the yin god is hidden in the ashes of the bottom of the pot.

Applying it on the body can completely isolate one's yang energy and blood, so that ghosts cannot see it and zombies cannot smell it.

Following the sound of footsteps, an old man in a black Taoist robe came from the end of the path.

The old man looked as thin as a stick, and the Taoist robe was loosely draped around his body, as if the wind could blow it away.

Half black and half white hair is tied into a bun and tied on the top of the head with a wooden hairpin. There are two goatee beards hanging on the pointed chin.

Seeing the old zombie jumping towards him, the old man didn't panic at all, but took out a purple bell engraved with a symbol from the cloth bag with the gossip pattern printed on the back.

"Jingle Bell--"

The bell swayed, and the old zombie's forehead actually began to flash with purple light, and a purple talisman gradually appeared on his forehead, exactly the same as the one on the bell.

"Jingle bell—jingle bell—jingle bell—"

The old Taoist kept shaking the bell, and the mania in the zombie became weaker and weaker, and his movements became slower and slower.

Finally, when there were tens of meters away from the old Taoist priest, the zombie finally stopped completely, closed its eyes, remained motionless, lost all breath, and fell into a deep sleep.

"Ah."

The old Taoist nodded in satisfaction, put away the bell, and walked in front of the zombie.

After seeing the dense scars of spells on the zombie's body, a pair of slender eyebrows furrowed tightly.

"Suppressing corpses and exorcising evil?"

"I didn't expect that there are experts from the Maoshan faction in Renjia Town!"

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Chapter 14

Under the moonlight, a zombie stood quietly in place.

Next to the zombie was an old man in a black priestly robe, who kept turning around it while chanting words.

Coupled with the surrounding graves, the cold wind blowing in the air, and the howling of wolves from time to time in the distant mountains, this scene looks extremely horrifying.

"Feng Shui rotates, yin and yang travel, and earth evil changes every 70 years. I have traveled thousands of miles, and finally found a natural gathering place for yin veins in Renjiazhuang."

The old Taoist looked at the zombie, shook his head and smiled and said, "Unfortunately, you are a mortal. Although you have studied Fengshui a little, you only know a little bit of superficial knowledge. You only saw the dragonfly water tomb on the top, but you couldn't find that there is a tomb below it." Yin veins flow."

"I rejected you at the beginning, that was to save you! But you didn't appreciate it, and sent someone to drive me away and forcefully occupy this cemetery... Hehehe, but it's okay, I killed your life by what I did, which caused After you died, a mouthful of resentment stuck in your throat."

"I transformed this yin vein into a four-turn Earth Dragon Gathering Yin Vein. I didn't expect the zombies I raised to be stronger than the zombies I refined before!"

"Now, you only need to absorb the blood of the descendants of the Ren family, and you will be able to improve to a higher level, and the old man's corpse refining technique will also get great feedback."

The old Taoist kept chanting, as if he thought of pointing out happily, he couldn't help but raised his head and laughed.

"Hahahaha, when the time comes, the old man will take you back, enough to become a master of the dead lineage!"

in the grass.

Su Mo listened to the old man's word for word, his eyes flickered, and he whispered, "Xiangxi's bloodline... no wonder."

When studying in Maoshan, he not only learned Taoism, but also basically had a little understanding of Taoism in the world.

The lineage of exorcising corpses pays attention to condensing evil to refine corpses. The orthodox method should be to refine ancient corpses, let them absorb the essence of the moon, and finally cultivate into corpse immortals, and corpse refiners can also follow along to become immortals.

It's just that thousands of years ago, there was an abandoned student from the corpse exorcism sect who practiced forbidden techniques secretly, so he was expelled by the corpse exorcism sect he belonged to.

This person held a grudge, and by chance, he actually created a method for refining blood-fiend zombies.

Let the zombies suck human blood, gather grievances, condense evil spirits, and finally he refines them into a drought demon!

Once the drought was over, thousands of miles of barren land led to chaos in the world at that time, people were devastated, and the sect that expelled him was slaughtered by him.

The masters of the righteous way joined forces and killed him only after paying a heavy price.

It's just that the method of refining blood-fiend zombies has been passed down, and it has been secretly practiced by many unscrupulous exorcists.

"Hmph, Maoshan faction..." The old man's face was slightly gloomy: "So what about the Maoshan faction, since the zombies can escape, it means that the Taoism is not too high."

"I just found a place of evil spirit some time ago. I will go to fetch that evil spirit tomorrow and let this zombie swallow it. When the time comes, I will become fierce. Let's see how you resist it!"

The old man was talking to himself when he suddenly frowned and looked towards the grass in the distance: "Who!"

The evening wind blew, and the grass swayed slightly.

However, the old man showed fierceness on his face, pulled out the sword on his back, and threw it towards the grass. At the same time, he ran with his legs, and the man rushed over.

Swah——

The sword flickered coldly, as if it had penetrated something.

Vaguely, the silhouette of a pedestrian appeared.

"Looking for death!" The old man sneered and pushed aside the grass.

He could see clearly that the sword had pierced through the neck of that figure, and unless the god was reborn, he would not be able to survive.

However, when the bushes were separated and the figure was clearly seen, the old man was stunned for a moment.

It was just an ordinary paper man.

The sword penetrated the neck of the paper figurine and nailed it to the ground, while the paper figurine still had a weird smile on its face.

Under a big tree 5000 meters away from the grass.

Su Mo's figure suddenly appeared, with a faint smile on his face.

The moment the old man found him, he had already used Apparatus to change places with the paper figurine that had been prepared in advance.

"This spell really works!"

Su Mo sighed softly, then ran towards Renjia Town.

Now that we know the mastermind behind the scenes, it's time to make some preparations for it!

It was early morning when we returned to Renfu.

However, the lights were still on in the hall of the Ren Mansion, and Uncle Jiu was walking around in the hall with his hands behind his back, his face brimming with anxiety and worry.

"Brother."

Su Mo walked in: "What's wrong?"

Seeing Su Mo, Uncle Jiu quickly asked, "Did you see Qiu Sheng when you came here?"

"I didn't see it, what happened to Qiusheng?"

"I asked him to go to the next town to buy glutinous rice, but he hasn't come back yet." Uncle Jiu sighed, "I'm worried, will he meet..."

"Don't worry, I saw that zombie running into the back mountain with my own eyes. There is no way Qiusheng will encounter it. It must be delayed by other things."

Consoling Uncle Jiu, Su Mo's eyes flashed thoughtful.

It seems that the plot of the female ghost Xiaoyu has also begun!