Zombie World: God-level paper tie system

The firmament was soon shrouded in night.

On the third floor of the restaurant, in the room next to the street, Su Moyi was at the window, with a slight light in his eyes, looking towards the church in the distance.

The sky above the church is shrouded in a funnel-like vortex of air, which is divided into four colors: the qi of age, the qi of calamity, the qi of robbery, and the qi of yin.

With the opening of the three fiery positions and the operation of the formation inside, these braking qi accumulated more and more.

Recently, as long as someone dies in this town, the soul will immediately be contaminated with anger and turn into a fierce ghost!

However, what he should have reminded also reminded that those people had to die, and Su Mo no longer wanted to care.

Now all he is thinking about is how to solve this brake, how to get enough merit from it!

After all, the position is also a special evil thing.

And at the moment, in the church.

A monk dressed in gray robes kneels before the cross and prays.

When he finished praying, packed his things and prepared to go back to the house to sleep, he suddenly felt a cold wind blowing, leaving the candles on the altar in front of him dying.

“Hiss… Strange, why is it so cold. ”

The monk tightened his clothes, but out of the corner of his eye, he accidentally glimpsed an old-looking wooden door.

The wooden door is embedded in the center of the wall, covered with dust, and a rusty iron cable hangs from the doorknob, as if it can be torn off with a slight force.

“When did a door appear here?” The monk was stunned for a moment and walked over with a candle.

The wooden door carried an inexplicable gloomy and cold aura, as if there was a huge ice cube hidden inside.

The monk subconsciously wanted to push it away, but his mind suddenly remembered what Su Mo had told him during the day.

However, man is an animal of curiosity.

The so-called curiosity kills cats, and sometimes it kills people!

The monk turned to look at the cross on the high platform, and felt that his heart seemed to have enough confidence.

He gently pulled off the large lock hanging on the door and muttered, “I’ll go in and see if I’ll be fine… Just go in and take a look. ”

Pushing open the door, there is a staircase that slopes down, and the surrounding walls are covered with gray cobwebs.

A biting cold wind rushed up from the darkness below the stairs, causing the monk to unconsciously shiver.

He carefully took care of the candle in his hand, and walked step by step towards the place illuminated by the firelight.

Walking up the stairs, there is a narrow-looking secret room, surrounded by walls made of green bricks.

In the very center of the secret room, a foreigner dressed in a priest’s robe lay on the ground, and a huge cross passed through his heart, crucifying him.

I don’t know how many years have passed, and the cross is covered with dust and cobwebs.

Seeing this scene, the monk was obviously taken aback, there were actually dead people in this secret room?

But perhaps because of his boldness, he quickly calmed down, crouched on the ground, and prayed at the corpses of foreigners.

“I didn’t expect you to be a believer in the Lord, rest assured… In the name of the Father, and the Son and the Holy Spirit, Amen! ”

The candle was placed on the ground by him, and the flame flickered, illuminating the two long fangs in the foreigner’s mouth.

However, this scene, the monk who prayed with his eyes closed did not notice it.

After praying last night, he walked up to the corpse, held the cross in both hands, and pulled it upwards.

Poof——

“Roar!”

At the moment when the cross was pulled out, the foreigner suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up from the ground.

It immediately saw the monk holding the cross and standing in place, and directly pounced.

“Ah!!!”

Screams rang out throughout the chamber.

At the end of the moon, it is the time of the rising sun.

Su Mopanxi sat at the window position, his heart facing the sky, and with every breath, his belly would bulge high.

When he exhaled, his belly would gradually fall back again, and a mouthful of filthy air would be sprayed out of his nostrils and mouth.

The quilt on the bed did not move.

Su Mo is now able to replace sleep with meditation practice, and it is more able to replenish energy than sleep.

Meanwhile.

In the church, the little friar Maise, who had been following Father Wu, hurried out.

“What happened?” Several monks gathered around.

“Friar Wang is violently killed!” Maiser said in a hurry, put on his hood, and ran in the direction of the mayor’s house.

Dead people must be reported.

In such a big town, it is difficult to hide things, let alone such a big thing as the death of people.

It didn’t take long for the mayor to arrive at the church with his men.

And the ninth uncle and the two apprentices also rushed over, and Su Mo held a bun in his hand, eating while walking, his eyes scanning around the church carelessly.

He was silently observing, feeling the yin qi in the air that was about to dissipate.

“Uncle Master, the church is dead, do you still eat at this time?” Wen Cai came over.

“Blame me?” Su Mo glanced at him: “I reminded them a long time ago, but no one listened, so they had to choose to die, and now the dead can only be counted as they deserve it.” ”

“Erm…”

The group whispered and soon walked into the church.

Since there are too many people who want to see the liveliness, there is no way, the mayor of the town can only let the security team stop the outside of the church to block the crowd, and the Ninth Uncle and Su Mo naturally have the privilege to enter.

In a dimly lit church.

Friar Wang’s body lay under the high platform, and the cross in front of him looked like a great irony.

Father Wu, on the other hand, was half-crouched next to the corpse, whispering prayers.

Ninth Uncle and several people walked near the high platform, and just happened to see the purple-black body of that Wang cultivator.

At the position of his neck, four black blood holes opened outward, and there were still some blood stains on the edge of the blood hole that had not dried up.

However, the monks who prayed did not care about this, but directly pulled the hood and covered the head of the corpse.

Qiu Sheng took a few steps back and approached Ninth Uncle’s ear: “Master, that cultivator…”

“Looks like a hassle.” Ninth Uncle sighed.

“Why?” Wen Cai obviously did not notice the wound on the neck of the corpse, and asked with some doubt.

Ninth Uncle’s gaze was still fixed on the corpse: “This church is not clean!” ”

Wen Cai’s gaze looked at the surrounding walls and windows: “Won’t it? They’re all painted. ”

“Alas.” Ninth Uncle looked at him with hatred of iron and steel: “I’m not talking about this. ”

After speaking, he turned around and left with Qiu Sheng.

Wen Cai was stunned for a while, only then did he react and snort: “It’s not clean… Ghosts here? ”

“Hey, Master, wait!”

The Ninth Uncle and several others left, but Su Mo did not leave.

Instead, he walked up to the high platform, squatted next to the corpse, and slowly pulled down the hood.

“Mr. Su.” Father Wu frowned: “You in the Central Plains all pay attention to the dead, you better not disturb the dead anymore.” ”

Su Mo put two fingers on the blood hole, feeling the yin qi that kept permeating outward.

He glanced at Father Wu, then lowered his hand and stood up: “This is just the beginning, you get ready.” ”

After that, he turned his head and walked towards the outside of the church.

It’s just that when he walked to the door, he suddenly paused, turned his head, and showed an inexplicable smile towards Father Wu.

“Whether that Lord of yours can bless you or not should be known in the last few nights.”