Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

Su Mo looked at him and said, "Now you can lead troops to occupy Gufang City, but...it's really meaningless."

"There are no living people in the ancient city."

"All the people, including the rest of the army, have been fed to this spider by Luosi City, and today's Ancient Fang City has been completely reduced to an empty city."

"Alas..." Zhang Zhiwei sighed deeply when he heard the words.talent.

Chapter 587

The ancient city is already empty.

When the army entered, there was only an empty building left, with bright red blood everywhere on the ground, and a stench that couldn't be blown away was still in the air.

Wu Yonghao walked on the street with a gloomy expression, and sighed: "It is rumored that Luo Sicheng is cruel, I just thought he was cruel and difficult to get along with."

"I didn't expect that such a thing could be done. Feed humans to demons!"

"Commander, let's go next..." The adjutant next to him stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

"Although the ancient city is empty, the location of this city is still very good. You should take someone to clean the city first, and after making sure that there is no danger, then find a way to remove some people from the surrounding towns to the ancient city."

Wu Yonghao said, hesitated a little, and finally started to say: "Also, let's build my mansion here too."

"Ah?" Adjutant Chen's expression changed: "How can this be done?"

Wu Yonghao glanced at him: "Everyone is not a fool, there are monsters in Gufang City, this is something that people in several surrounding counties know."

"If I don't sit here myself and just call the people over, I'm afraid I will be scolded behind me for a lifetime."

"I lead troops to fight for the sake of supremacy in the world, not to bear a hundred years of infamy!"

.........

In the wind and snow, two white horses are stepping forward on the white snow, and two young people in Taoist robes are sitting on the horses.

The flying snowflakes avoided them automatically, forming a vacuum area with a diameter of about three or four meters.

Feeling the temperature of the white horse under his crotch, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help asking: "Senior Brother Su, what kind of spell are you doing? It's really amazing and very convenient."

He is practicing Qi Dao, and it is impossible to fly with a sword, not to mention that he has not practiced Qi Dao well now, so he can only walk in the mortal world with his own legs.

Therefore, Su Mo's shaking hands is a magic spell to turn a horse into nothing, and he is really greedy to see it.

"It's just paper piercing magic." Su Mo glanced at him, "This kind of popular magic should be available among you dragons and tigers."

"Paper piercing magic?"

Zhang Zhiwei was a little dazed: "I've seen that spiritual art before."

"But... isn't the spirit technique only used to make paper figurines?"

"Besides, the paper figurines that are pierced can also deal with ordinary evil zombies. If you have that time, it's better to run the Qi Dao technique a few more times."

"Spiritual skills depend on the person, not on the skills." Su Mo seemed to say something inscrutable.

Leave Zhang Zhiwei alone to think silently, as if he has realized something.

He also breathed a sigh of relief, and finally shut up the kid, and he kept nagging along the way, taking no trouble at all.

It was so cold that even the riverside was covered with a circle of ice, but the ice became as thin as paper when it went five or six meters inward, and there was no ice beyond ten meters away.

So there are still a few small boats swimming back and forth in the river.

"Two priests?"

A boatman pushed the wooden boat to the edge of the ice: "But to cross the river?"

"Yes." Su Mo nodded and got off the horse.

"One yuan for two people." The boatman is a dark-skinned old man, wearing a straw hat, with an embarrassed smile on his simple face: "In normal seasons, I would never dare to ask for such an expensive price."

"But Taoist, you have also seen that it is freezing cold, and running a boat brings countless risks, and the price will naturally be expensive. Please bear with me."

"You can also wait a little longer. My boat can accommodate eight passengers. By then, eight people will pay two yuan, and it will be much cheaper if they are shared equally."

"Don't wait." Su Mo handed over a piece of ocean.

"Hey, good, good, two horses..."

"I don't want the horse anymore." Su Mo smiled freely, and patted the horse's head. The two steeds neighed and ran away, quickly disappearing into the snow.

The boatman stared blankly for a long time.

Are these two Taoist priests too rich to spend?Those two horses don't have a trace of variegation, and at least one horse costs seven or eighty yuan, and the sum is over a hundred. If you don't want it, you don't want it?

It's just that what he didn't see was that after the two horses were out of sight, they quickly shriveled up and turned into two blank sheets of paper, fluttering in the air with the wind and snow...

"You keep calling me senior brother, shouldn't you come and pay?" Su Mo glanced at Zhang Zhiwei.

The little Taoist sneered and said: "Well, I walk in the world of mortals, and I don't have much money with me. I also confiscated the ocean that the commander gave me before. Isn't it really embarrassing?"

"When we get to Longhu, I will treat Senior Brother Su to a good meal!"

The boatman opened the Upon and was about to let the two of them in when suddenly there was a shout from a distance.

"Boatman...Boatman, wait a minute, wait!"

Three figures ran over from afar, the leader was a woman in a blue padded coat, wearing glasses, and carrying a small wooden box in her hand, followed by two young men.

"Boater, we have to cross the river too, can we take a ride along the way?"

The woman glanced around and found that there was only this boat on the river that hadn't set off, and she couldn't help showing a pleading look: "You see that there is no village in front of you, and there is no shop in the back, and it is freezing cold, just take pity on us. Already!"

"This..." The boatman looked at Su Mo and the two hesitantly.

"Brother Su..."

"It's up to you." Su Mo glanced at the three of them, and found that they were just ordinary people, so he got into the Upon.

Zhang Zhiwei breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the boatman, "Let them come up."

Before the boatman took the initiative to ask for it, one of the men threw over a piece of ocean, obviously a man with no shortage of money.

With the sound of a chant, the awning boat swam in the river.

There was a charcoal fire burning in the shed, Su Mo leaned on the edge of the bench and looked at a volume of Daoist scriptures, while Zhang Zhiwei meditated beside him.

The two men didn't glance at the woman, then glared at each other, as if they were competing.

It was the woman in Tsing Yi who took out a notebook with a black title page from the wooden box, and took out a pen, as if she was writing something.

The quiet atmosphere didn't last long.

After about half a cup of tea, the woman in Tsing Yi raised her head suddenly: "Two priests?"

"Huh?" Su Mo looked at her, and Zhang Zhiwei also opened his eyes. .

Chapter 588

"My Cheng Hui just came back from studying abroad."

The girl's accent was a bit strange, and she introduced herself: "I have been very interested in the metaphysical culture of the Central Plains since I was a child. This time I went back to the Central Plains to search for folk stories, legends of gods and ghosts, and hope that they can be compiled into books and passed down."

"By the way, I'm a writer!"

Speaking of the identity of a writer, the girl smiled confidently, seeming a little proud.

Before the two of them could speak, she took the initiative to say, "I think the two of you are dressed as Taoist priests, right?"

"Two priests, tell me, are there any ghosts and gods in this world?"

"Ah?" Zhang Zhiwei didn't know how to answer for a while.

But Su Mo picked up the booklet again: "If you believe it, you have it, if you don't believe it, you don't. Besides...Miss Cheng, your starting point is very good, but it's better to avoid these things."

"Walking by the river often, there is no way to get your shoes wet. It's better to avoid it."

Cheng Hui frowned slightly, and was about to say something, but stopped when she reached her mouth.

Seeing Su Mo's appearance, it was obvious that he didn't want to talk too much.

She didn't mind at all, so she ran out to chat with the boatman with her notebook in her arms.

The old people who punted on the boat lived on the river all the year round, carried countless passengers, and naturally heard countless weird stories, and the old and the young had a good chat.

Only the two young men were angry with each other.

The big river is wide, and the uploading time is already in the evening. In addition to the ice and snow season, the wind is so cold that the old man does not dare to paddle quickly. Therefore, just as he walked into the river, it was completely dark.

For dinner, the boatman brought a big black fish he had just caught and a pot of homemade rice wine.

The two men frowned, looked at the simple food, but finally didn't eat it.

On the contrary, Su Mo and Zhang Zhiwei ate happily and drank with the boatman from time to time.

The rice wine has a delicate fragrance, and the big black fish only needs to be sprinkled with a little salt to become a pure natural delicacy, and Su Mo, who is an old foodie, will naturally not let it go.

Only halfway through the meal, the old man took a small bowl and poured half of the wine, then went to the stern of the boat and poured it into the river.

"Uncle Zhou." Cheng Hui was a little puzzled: "This rice wine is fragrant and mellow, why are you wasting it?"

"Hush, don't dare to say it's a waste!"

The boatman hurriedly made a silent gesture to her, and then repeatedly bowed to the calm river: "No wonder, girls are ignorant, no wonder!"

"This is called offering sacrifices to the river god."

Zhang Zhiwei put a chopstick of fish meat in his mouth, chewed and said: "If you live on the river, if you need to stay in the river overnight, you need to prepare wine and pour it into the river to worship the river god, so as to pray that the river god will not make trouble at night. , keep the ship safe."

"what?"

Cheng Hui's eyes lit up, but after Zhang Zhiwei said that, he stopped talking. Su Mo only cared about enjoying the wine and meat, and the boatman obviously didn't want to say more.

Therefore, he could only lower his head sullenly, and re-record something in the notebook.

There are compartments in the wupeng boat, Su Mo and Zhang Zhiwei share one, the two men share one, the woman alone, and the boatman sleeps in the thatched hut at the bow.

It was only in the middle of the night that Cheng Hui suddenly opened his eyes in a daze.

A mellow aroma of wine wafted into the nostrils, far more authentic than the boatman's rice wine.

.........

The moon star was thin, and the dark river kept swaying.

Su Mo sat cross-legged at the stern, holding a wine jug in his hand, and was slowly pouring the wine into the river.

Under the surface of the water, a huge black shadow with a length of hundreds of meters was quietly floating, opening its mouth wide to receive the wine.

After swallowing it in one bite, the black shadow couldn't help shaking its tail slightly. Fortunately, the movement was slow, otherwise, given its size, a single slap could capsize the wooden boat.

"It's really gone this time."

Su Mo smiled helplessly, and threw the empty jug into the river.

The fish swallowed up all the dozens of bottles of wine in his storage space.

The black shadow under the water surface is a big herring!

After hearing Su Mo's words, the big herring no longer entangled, but slowly swam around the wooden boat, poking its huge head out of the water from time to time, as if to please.

Su Mo suddenly felt a monster approaching, so he came to the stern to check, and saw this big herring.

Herring has already been born with spiritual wisdom, and there is no trace of resentment or evil spirit in her body. She has come to where she is today entirely by devouring the poor spiritual energy in the world and by various chances and coincidences.

So Su Mo didn't make things difficult for it, but instead fed him wine.

It was also because this big herring reminded him of the river god in a certain city.

Under the moonlight, the originally calm river suddenly swayed, and countless fish and shrimps were driven to the vicinity of the wooden boat.

These fish and shrimps seemed to be cowering, as if they were afraid of something, and they didn't dare to move at all. Now they can throw a net at random, and they can return with a full load.

The big herring poked its head out from behind, as if asking for credit.

Su Mo couldn't help laughing.

This guy actually knows how to pay back.