Zombie World: God-level paper tie system

After Su Mo finished washing, when he rushed over, he found that many people had gathered on the construction site.

The village chief of Quanchang Village was impressively among them, and Ninth Uncle was already wearing a Daoist robe, standing at the back of the Bagua Platform, holding a peach wood sword and preparing to do it.

As for Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, they were still kneeling in the ancestral hall to recite the Taoist scriptures, so naturally they did not follow.

Seeing Su Mo, the village chief hurriedly walked up earnestly: “Mr. Su is here, please sit down quickly!” ”

The crowd had already prepared high-backed chairs, and Su Mo walked over, but he was not polite, and sat next to the village chief.

“Village chief, the auspicious time has arrived, and you can begin.”

Ninth Uncle suddenly turned his head and said towards the high platform.

“Let’s go!” The village chief beckoned: “Carry all the things.” ”

Soon, a few strong men came out carrying baskets containing live roosters, incense burners, rice wine and the like.

Su Mo kept watching, without saying a word.

For these feng shui measurement things, he really did not have much research, this kind of thing is still Ninth Uncle is relatively good at.

Soon, several offerings were served on the Bagua Platform.

Ninth Uncle took a knife and cut the neck of the rooster, and then let the chicken blood fall into the bowl.

Half a bowl of rice wine had already been poured into that bowl, and at this moment, it was soaked in chicken blood, showing a bright red.

He took the bowl and took a large sip, then raised his mahogany sword, pierced a talisman and lit it on the candle.

Immediately afterwards, the Ninth Uncle in a Daoist robe jumped in front of the gossip platform.

This is called praying to the gods, similar to the ancient ritual of praying to the gods.

After a long time, he finally stopped beating, and the previous mouthful of chicken blood wine was spewed out by him and all spit on the peach wood sword.

“A sip of yang wine worships the gods, the water veins open up the wind and clear the wind, protect the peace of one side, and record and send the divine court in the rune!”

The peach wood sword stained with chicken blood wine dangled on the candle, and soon the flames flowed, enveloping the entire wooden sword.

As soon as Ninth Uncle raised his hand and threw it, the burning peach wood sword landed at the position of the distant water vein.

“All the men under forty years old and over fifteen years old in the village come up to toast!”

With the Ninth Uncle’s order, the male villagers who had been waiting for a long time with the drink walked to the peach wood sword one by one and poured a bowl of wine against the peach wood sword.

The flames on the peach wood sword became more and more intense, and finally formed a pillar of fire that rushed into the sky.

Just standing next to the pillar of fire, instead of feeling the slightest heat, there was a bit of coolness, and the surrounding wooden shelves did not have any traces of burning.

This is Wanghuo!

Soon the ceremony was over, and after Ninth Uncle did it again, he announced that it was completely over, and took off his Dao robe and placed it on the gossip platform.

The village chief had already prepared the luncheon, and the group walked towards the restaurant.

It can be seen that Quanchang Village is indeed rich.

Jia House.

When the sunlight shone in from the window, Jia Fugui also opened his eyes faintly, but his nose wrinkled, and his brows were tangled.

I don’t know why, there seemed to be an indescribable stench in the air, which almost made him vomit directly.

Especially inside the quilt, the stench is even worse.

Jia Fugui quickly uncovered the quilt, wanting to find the source of the stench, and then the whole person suddenly froze.

The cuckoo was still asleep, her stomach rising and falling with her breathing.

Just her belly… It’s already bulging!

It’s like a pregnant woman who is pregnant in October.

“This is…” Jia Fugui’s eyes widened, and after a long time, he curled his lips and muttered, “Please fetal charm, is the effect so powerful?” ”

After a while, the cuckoo also came to his senses.

She noticed Jia Fugui’s gaze and subconsciously looked towards her stomach.

Then came an exclamation.

“This, this, this…” She held her stomach, unable to say a complete sentence for a while.

After experiencing the initial shock, Jia Fugui has calmed down a little.

Although having a child overnight sounds too incredible, but when he thought that this was the means of Maoshan masters, Jia Fugui’s heart gradually calmed down.

Legend has it that those masters of Maoshan can fly to the sky, kill demons and remove demons, and there are immortal immortals.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that it is not an incomprehensible thing that a fetal invitation charm has such a magical effect.

“Sir…” The cuckoo’s voice trembled a little, his face was pale, and he had a bit of fear.

After all, this kind of thing is indeed too terrifying.

Even if she wanted a child very much in her heart, it was really unacceptable to have one coming so soon.

“Panic.”

Jia Fugui glanced at her: “We have always wanted children in our hearts, isn’t this coming?” Moreover, Mr. Su is a master of Maoshan, so he will definitely not harm me. ”

“You can raise the fetus at home, I will prepare a generous gift, and then I will thank you well!”

After speaking, Jia Fugui had already dressed, walked out of the door, and loudly greeted the servants around him.

In the room, the cuckoo looked at Jia Fugui’s back with a complicated expression, and wanted to say nothing, but after all, he couldn’t spit out a word.

Just last night, she had a horrible dream.

In the dream, there seemed to be a black shadow covered in blood pressing on her, she wanted to struggle, but her whole body could not move!

The dream was so real that when she woke up this morning, she could even feel the pain in her limbs and the sore numbness of being pressed down overnight.

After hesitating for a long time, the cuckoo finally shook his head, not planning to tell Jia Fugui.

“Forget it, it’s just a nightmare.”

In the courtyard.

Su Mo, who had eaten the luncheon, was holding a branch in his hand at the moment and practicing martial arts under the tree.

The branch seemed to turn into a sharp sword in his hand, and every time it cut through the air, it would make a thorny sound, and the afterimage of the Dao would circulate in the sun.

Although he now has the assistance of the system, his own hard cultivation must not be left behind.

Every night before going to bed, run Zhou Yi to participate in the Tongqi, swallow innate pure yang qi in the morning, Vipassana Yuanshen, and practice martial arts in the afternoon.

Unless there are unexpected circumstances, you can’t slack off for a day.

Jia Fugui, on the other hand, stood next to him, followed by two servants carrying wooden boxes on their shoulders.

Su Mo’s martial arts practice also reached the last time, his wrist shook, and the branch pierced the air, piercing a fallen leaf through the middle.

Snap –

A burst of applause sounded, and Jia Fugui came over while clapping: “Mr. Su is so handsome!” ”

“It’s just the art of refining.” Su Mo dropped the branch casually.

This set of exercises is indeed just Maoshan’s refining technique, and every beginner disciple has a set.

“Mr. Su is too modest.” Jia Fugui sat next to Su Mo and said with a smile: “Even if Mr. Su does not practice Taoism, with this skill, I am afraid that he can open a martial arts hall in the provincial city and become famous.” ”

For the Maoshan faction, the Maoshan alchemy technique is only a basic physical strengthening technique, but for ordinary mortals, it can be regarded as superior kung fu.

Su Mo did not argue on this issue, but glanced at the large wooden box carried by those servants.

Jia Fugui noticed his gaze, clapped his palms, and the servants brought the two wooden boxes over.

As the lid opens, a large silvery-white glow flickers in the sunlight.