Zombie World: God-level paper tie system

Qiu Sheng, who was full of money, naturally did not notice that the surrounding spectators who were originally watching began to slowly disperse and left the gambling house.

Instead, the thugs inside the casino were the ones.

The mustachioed man sitting opposite him did not have the initial panic, but slowly pressed the size, just looking at Qiu Sheng’s gaze as if looking at a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Finally, after everyone was gone, the mustachioed man gave a look.

A thug nodded knowingly and quietly walked behind Qiu Sheng with a stick.

It’s just that Qiu Sheng has a foundation in kung fu in the end, and when he heard the sound of breaking wind coming from the back of his head, he subconsciously tilted his head and just dodged the stick that knocked over.

At the same time, the right foot kicked back and kicked the thug out.

Now that it had been discovered, the mustachioed man simply stopped hiding, and directly lifted the table and yelled: “Give it to me, break his hands and feet!” ”

Seven or eight thugs rushed up with sticks, and the entire casino suddenly fell into a rooster.

And yet, right then.

The door was suddenly kicked open.

Dozens of men in security uniforms rushed in, guns in hand.

Captain Ah Wei pinched his waist with both hands, walked to the door and shouted: “Stop me, hear no!” Whoever dares to move, be careful of eating the gun. ”

As he spoke, the security guards had already raised their guns.

Suddenly, all the thugs in the casino threw away their sticks and honestly shrunk in the corner and stood up.

Qiu Sheng also came back to his senses at this time, especially when he saw the figure standing behind Ah Wei, his expression changed greatly.

Behind Ah Wei stood the Ninth Uncle!

“Okay, if you have a long skill, you will gamble money!”

Ninth Uncle nodded, with a sneer on his face: “How, how much money did you win?” ”

“You betrayed me!” Qiu Sheng did not dare to answer, but he made an export type towards Wen Cai next to him.

Wen Cai shrugged, his face full of helplessness.

Uncle Su’s order, how dare he disobey.

“You two, you are not allowed to eat or sleep tonight, and you all go to the ancestral hall and kneel and recite the Taoist scriptures. When to recite it out, when to rest and eat! ”

………

In the middle of the house.

There was a rocking chair under the big tree, on which Su Mo lay quietly, swaying back and forth, looking relaxed and comfortable.

His eyes closed, and a virtual panel unfolded in his mind.

“Host: Su Mo.”

“Current Realm: Out of the Underworld.”

“Merit value: 95,000 points.”

“Possession of exercises: Tie-paper Spirit Technique, Zhou Yi Participation Tongqi, Zheng Yi Technique, Maoshan Rune Full, Maoshan Alchemy Technique,”

“Possess a skill: Transfiguration.”

“Current status: True disciple of the Maoshan Sect, junior disciple Lin Fengjiao, and Sikong of the Difu Soul Hall.”

“Merit: 100,000 points required to upgrade.”

Killing the banana female ghost gave 3,000 merit points, and those powerful ghosts raised by the Nanyang mage, Su Mo obtained more than 10,000 merit points after killing them all, and killed two zombies to obtain 17,000 merit points, plus super female ghosts and imps.

A total of 35,000 merit points were obtained, and there were only the last 5,000 points left before the system upgrade!

There are a total of two directions for the upgrade of merit points.

One is to upgrade the system, and after the upgrade, the functionality of the system will be improved.

The second is to upgrade the paper man’s spiritual technique, which can greatly increase the paper man’s ability.

It’s just that Su Mo looked at the system that could be upgraded with only the last five thousand points left, and forcibly did not use the merit value on the paper man spiritual technique.

Now that he has just killed two zombies, he is in a peaceful period, so it is not too urgent to improve his combat effectiveness.

And he was also curious about what functions the system could unlock if it was upgraded one more level.

“Merit…”

……….

As a well-known wealthy family in Quanchang Village, the Jia family is naturally built very spacious, and countless people are busy at work.

The wife of the Jia family is named Du Juan, and she has been married to Jia Fugui for more than ten years, and the two have always been very affectionate, but unfortunately they have never had children.

Mrs. Cuckoo loves antique calligraphy and painting, and every time she returns from a trip to the provincial capital, she will find some antiques and put them in her bedroom.

At this moment, she is standing in front of a wooden shelf, carefully wiping a beautifully carved vase with a handkerchief.

It is said that this vase was the object of the Ming Dynasty, and it took her more than 70 oceans to buy it from a vendor.

While watching, Jia Fugui walked in from outside the door with a smile on his face.

“Yo, sir.” The cuckoo turned around and smiled, “What’s the matter, so happy?” ”

“Happy event, great joy!”

Jia Fugui laughed: “Do you know that Mr. Su? ”

“Mr. Su Mo?” Du Juan spoke, “There’s nothing in the entire Quanchang Village that you don’t know, right?” He and Yimei Daoist are the masters of Maoshan, and the two zombies in our village were killed by them. ”

“Yes, yes, it’s a master of Maoshan.”

Jia Fugui walked to the edge and took out a talisman from his arms: “Look what this is?” ”

“Talisman?” The cuckoo walked over and looked at the things in Jia Fugui’s hand: “But our family is not haunted, nor does it collide with evil, why do you want this thing?” ”

She had also seen before that there were Taoist priests who used talismans to deal with those ghosts and evil spirits.

“It’s not for ghosts.” Jia Fugui carefully pasted the talisman under the bed: “This is the fetal invitation charm given by Mr. Su, as long as it is attached to the bottom of the bed, it can guarantee that you will be able to conceive a big fat boy!” ”

“Really?” The cuckoo’s eyes widened, and his face was full of surprise.

Not having children has always been a burden on her heart.

Jia Fugui deliberately made a face: “Why, don’t you believe in Mr. Su’s mana?” ”

“Believe, of course believe!”

The cuckoo sneered and blew out the lamps in the room.

Time passed, the night gradually deepened, and the two people in the room fell asleep.

A ray of moonlight shone through the window and fell on the vase.

I saw the vase slowly shaking, and after a while, a blood-colored liquid suddenly emerged from the mouth of the bottle and kept flowing on the ground.

Soon, a large pool of blood-like things appeared on the ground.

I saw that these black blood gradually condensed, and finally turned into a human-shaped evil!

It was bubbling all over, its eyes glowing blood-red in the dark, its gaze peering back and forth in the room, and finally staring at the two people on the bed.

Evil sighed, as if he was chuckling.

Then quietly walked to the bed, uncovered the quilt, and actually began to drill inside.

For some reason, such a big movement did not wake Jia Fugui, he still closed his eyes, breathing steadily, and was immersed in sleep.

And this evil head pressed on the cuckoo’s body.

The cuckoo seemed to have a nightmare at this moment, his brows furrowed tightly, and his face was covered with cold sweat.

The moon is over, and the red sun rises in the east.

Su Mopanxi sat in the courtyard, swallowing the wisp of innate yang qi when the rising sun was born, and in his sea of consciousness, the transparent Yuan God was dyed with a bit of yang Yan.

A knock on the door suddenly came to mind: “Mr. Su, are you up?” ”

Su Mo opened his eyes, ended his cultivation, and continued, “Just got up.” ”

“That’ll do.”

The person at the door shouted: “Today is the day the water vein is completed, and the village chief asked me to invite you to watch the ceremony together.” ”