Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythology Card Group

Chapter 103 [Officer and General] [Yuanxi Ya Beast Swallows Ghost Money]

As a practical school, Ji Nian doesn't like guessing very much, and is ready to have time to do experiments.

"Okay, it's my favorite part of searching again."

Ji Xiaonian said that under the protection of Ba Ye and Zongzi brother, he searched the Gu family's old house carefully, inside and out.

He spread his spiritual power to the entire mansion, but in the end he only found some gray and white quality item materials.

For example, a lamp with a green fire, a dressing table where ghosts often appear, a brush that can write automatically and so on.

Basically, they are special items formed by little ghosts who escaped from the cracks in the small world and fell on the objects of the old house.

"It can only be said that talk is better than nothing."

Ji Nian sighed helplessly.

However, when he thought that he picked up an equipment card with good skill characteristics for nothing, his mood instantly brightened.

"But then again, where did these paper figurines come from?"

Looking at the remaining limbs of paper figurines scattered in the courtyard, Ji Nian couldn't help but frowned.

As a well-known underworld place in Taoyuan, this place has already gone through several rounds of cleaning by the Card Maker Association.

It is normal to keep a few of insignificant things like broken lanterns, pens, inkstones, mirrors, tables and chairs.

But things like paper figurines, which look like hell, must be destroyed as soon as possible with Taoyuan Card Master's style of work.

"Even if it is not burned, it will be sent back to the Bai family..."

"Leave so many in the house, do you want to use them as containers for evil spirits?"

Thinking to himself, Ji Nian took out a blank card and put away the paper figurine.

But these old and dilapidated paper figurines have completely lost their spirituality after being overly manipulated by [Fantasy Red Yarn], and can no longer be used as materials.

Blank cards naturally lose their effectiveness.

"Then let's take some pictures."

After putting away Baye, Ji Nian summoned the little reporter Yingtai again, and took a few photos of the wreckage of paper figurines all over the floor.

After everything was over, he pushed the door open and walked out of the old house breathing the cold and damp air.

Although the seventh and eighth masters didn't contribute much in this battle, Brother Zongzi's mana consumption was also reduced a lot under the moonlight.

But after all, the four Kalings played at the same time, and the consumption of him was not small.

Therefore, the moment he walked out the door, he raised his head and drank half a bottle of medicine to replenish his mental strength.

"Brother, are you done?"

Seeing Ji Nian walking back from the direction of Gu's old house in the drizzle, the driver known as "A Mang" quit the game decisively, adjusted the seat, and waved his hand again, trying to disperse the residual smoke in the car.

Seems like a very responsible driver.

"Well, it's over."

Ji Nian nodded and responded with a smile.

I said in my heart that not knowing the way is really troublesome, and I must familiarize myself with the map in advance tomorrow, and then command the paper man to carry the coffin over.

Don't take the bus or take a taxi.

"It's good to have something to gain." A Mang smiled, and stuffed the phone into his pocket: "Brother, where are we going next?"

"Go to Taoyuan City Card Maker Association." Ji Nian replied.

He happened to have some spare money on hand, so he was going to buy some coin-like materials to perfect the mountain ghost spending money.

By the way, take a look at the association's database to see if there are any materials he can use.

If you're lucky, you can save money on a night's accommodation.

"okay."

A Mang grinned and nodded.

Of course he knew that the act of marking the year was meant to be a test.

As far as common sense is concerned, members of evil organizations, even if they are quite powerful, would not hang around in front of the association building.

But the problem is, he is originally a member of the Card Masters Alliance, but he just worked as an undercover agent in the fusion faction with Uncle Bai's family, so of course he is not afraid of his own family.

More importantly, he is quite confident in his own strength, even if his colleagues who don't know the inside story see through the disguise and recognize him as the "wanted criminal Chen Mang", he can easily escape.

So he kicked the accelerator and drove straight to the card maker building.

The road also deliberately suppressed the water on the side of the road, and there were a few drifts.

Finally, under the abusive "escort" of the citizens beside the road, they arrived at the destination.

"The money is gone."

A little dizzy, Ji Nian pushed the door and got out of the car, took out his mobile phone to scan the QR code, and transferred the money.

"Remember to give me a good review, dear." Chen Mang raised his eyebrows: "I just added your WeChat account. If you use a car, please feel free to contact me."

"Got it, brother."

Ji Nian said something with a smile, then stepped on the stagnant water and walked towards the card making building.

In order to avoid the situation where people are in danger and have no one to turn to, the association in Taoyuan has been implementing a 24-hour shift working system.

Therefore, when Ji Nian opened the door and walked into the hall, he saw the girl at the front desk whom he had seen before was dozing off with her head tilted.

As if awakened by the cold wind rushing in through the crack of the door, she opened her eyes in a daze, and said, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

After seeing Ji Nian's face clearly, he said, "I'm brother Ziliang's friend, do you have any business to do?"

"Buy a few items like coins." Ji Nian said.

"Okay." The girl nodded, typing quickly on the keyboard with her slender fingers: "What quality do you need?"

"Green and blue."

The voice of Ji Nian fell, and a screen full of profiles and pictures soon appeared on the side screen.

He took a brief look, and finally chose five green materials and one blue material called [Yuanxi Ya Beast Swallowing Ghost Money].

"That's all."

"Well, the total is 13 yuan."

Ji Nian silently transferred the money.

I secretly sighed in my heart that money is really irresistible.

Before the 60 yuan from selling the house was hot, 30 yuan was spent successively.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but said, "There's still this month's benefits, I'll take it too."

"Okay." The girl at the front desk nodded, and quickly tapped her fingers on the keyboard: "3 yuan has been transferred to your account, please pay attention to check."

Ji Nian glanced at the mobile bank, and after confirming that the amount was correct, he took the latest "Overview of the Association's Big Library Materials" from the side table.

Sitting on the reception sofa beside him, he looked up.

The girl at the front desk was very discerning. Seeing this situation, she decisively took him to a room on the third floor to rest.

"Thank you." Ji Nian thanked him.

The girl at the front desk put on a professional smile showing only eight teeth: "It's okay."

The door of the room was closed immediately, Ji Nian sat on the sofa, and picked up this little book with various monsters and ghosts and objects from the underworld painted on the cover.

Follow the table of contents and turn to the chapter on blue materials.

"Summoning materials: split figure, Granny Bo, lame teacher, bone flute player, barber, cow butcher, ghost farmer with a fork..."

"Materials for items: broken finger pliers, snake-revealing eight-ghost cup, ghost-deterring scene, dog-swollen ghost picture, blood-glue crossbow, cold-steel penetrating body fork..."

"Skill materials: limping to avoid ghosts, hunchback head protection technique, throwing paper into a crane, blood mist, Hua Dan's three-faced trick, midnight ghosts hitting the door..."

Ji Qingqing chanted the names of the materials above, his brain was running fast, trying to connect these cards together with the myths in his heart.

"Avatars, forks, scenes..."

"Cold steel penetrating fork, limping to avoid ghosts..."

Ji Nian took out a black gel pen from the pen holder on the side, and drew circles with lines.

The two scrolls of great gods also slowly unfolded in his mind.

"The chief officer..."

(End of this chapter)