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Chapter 187 [Great Teacher] Skin Card
He is eight feet long and looks dignified.

Thin and elegant, wearing a yellow robe.

She was born with a pair of apricot eyes and a beard under her jaw holding a scroll in her hand.

Bamboo stick straw sandals are lighter than horses, and the big man is only waiting for the sky.

"[Great Virtuous Teacher Zhang Jiao]..."

As Ji Nianxin said, he wrote these words smoothly on the top of the card.

As early as when he first won the [One-legged Yellow Goat Old Daoist] and [Bicui Nine-jointed Bone Bamboo], he made up his mind that if he wins in the finals, he must create a template card with a corner.

This is crucial to his future development.

"The big scene is extraordinary, but it's just a miserable life. Not only is it regarded as a fly that can be crushed to death at will by the monsters, but it is also regarded by the blue star card master as a 'living body' resource that only provides emotions and beliefs."

"I think in their numb hearts, they also expect a 'savior' to appear."

"From the data, his initial anchor point should be set up in a small town with a small population."

Hearing this, Li Baitian supported his forehead, and couldn't hold back his joy: "Lao Ji, quickly stop your supernatural powers. If you stop working hard, you will give the masters of all walks of life a fat beating. Do your best, and you can't beat Goldman Sachs to jump off the building!" ah?"

There is no way, this is a high-risk world with extraordinary power after all, if you want to "make wind and rain", you must have strength.

I can only say that I will do my best to live up to the expectations of Lao Xie, the principal, and Wei Ya.

It's all about making trouble.

The year was silent for a while.

He wanted materials for materials, and knowledge for knowledge. Knowing that he was about to enter the finals, he sent this crucial skin card over.

A message suddenly popped up on the top of the screen, from the [Kyushu Card Master] app.

He is a bit of a villain, but he is not a grass, so he can be ruthless.

Ji Nian took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and found that everyone was discussing the "endgame" between himself and Goldman Sachs.

"Forehead."

"And Zhang Jiao is such a character."

The manager is Lao Xie.

He who had just broken through was a little excited, and he didn't fall asleep after lying down for a long time.

This can no longer be explained clearly by the word "value".

"It's just a little bit. Goldman Sachs is too powerful. I'm not sure. I can only say, try my best."

Ji Nian nodded: "Yeah, I thought it was a round trip, but I never thought, I accidentally reached the end."

Anyway, as far as the present is concerned, Lao Xie doesn't have any bad intentions for him, and he can go further than anyone hopes.

As for other things, that is not what he can guarantee.

"Then start with..."

Although this old Xie felt a bit strange, he was really kind to him.

"It's located in the gap between two big mountains, and from time to time there will be a 'draft wind', which will destroy the houses that the townspeople have worked so hard to build."

There were even many eunuchs who joined in and sent messages for the Yellow Turban.

It's just that the calendar can only be "collected" for the time being.

"Sure enough, he won."

"Harmful……"

"As long as you plant it carefully, you can still save some food throughout the year, and you won't have to eat the bark..."

With his bad talent, there are small ways to play, and big ways to play.

This terrifying ability to snowball makes Ji Nian think of an animal: locusts.

As Ji Nianxin said, he stretched himself.

As soon as he bought the ticket, he heard someone calling him Brother Nian, and when he turned around, he saw Jiang Cha, who was dressed like a penguin, smiling and waving at him, and beside him stood Li Baitian with his arms around him.

"Just be mindful of the scale."

He simply turned over the "Advanced Card Making Experience" that Professor Jiang gave him, and took notes while reading it.

"Ham, what are you thinking about so much, go to bed early, and set up anchor points tomorrow."

But he came across the world with a big secret in his heart, and if he was a little careless, he would easily die without a burial place, no matter who he was, he had to leave room for it.

"As long as it can relieve the misery they face a little bit, that's enough."

After glancing at the phone, I realized that the outdoor temperature in Dushuo (the capital of Qingshan Province, where it is currently located) has dropped to more than ten degrees below zero.

In the face of this elder's kindness, it would be a lie to say that he was not moved at all.

Whether this idea itself is correct, Ji Nian does not comment.

"It just so happens that there is nothing to do these two days. Go back to Taoyuan early and arrange the anchor point, which can increase the winning rate somewhat."

Although it is quite insulting, but should I say it or not, this description is quite appropriate.

Early the next morning, Ji Nian woke up early. After a simple wash, he changed into a secret suit with three-proof and warm effects, and Cheng Nian Beast went straight to the nearest bus stop.

In this cloudy and snowy day, hiding in a warm room to read and study is quite pleasant.

Chronicle is too lazy to explore.

Historically, since Zhangjiao started its momentum, only a little more than ten years later, the power of Taiping Dao has spread all over the eight states, with hundreds of thousands of disciples.

As Ji Nianxin said, he didn't feel any restraint.

"How do you feel...it's getting cold again?"

"If I didn't have any burdens in the first few rounds, but I have come here, it would be a pity not to compete for the championship."

Hearing this, Jiang Cha couldn't help laughing.

No matter where you start, there are a bunch of ideas.

He always felt that Lao Xie's current mentality was similar to that of some parents in his previous life.

Just like that, one day passed.

As Ji Nianxin said, he tapped lightly on the marble window sill, thinking secretly.

Ji Nian lay back on the chair, scrolling on his phone.

"Then let's start with this kid's anchor point."

And Lao Xie didn't intend to act with him, and he didn't even bother to explain.

The bus to Taoyuan just arrived at this time, and the three of them got on the bus together and set foot on the way home.

Looking at the falling snowflakes outside the window, Ji Nian couldn't help but frowned.

"It doesn't matter whether that person has double pupils, it doesn't matter whether he has big earlobes, and it doesn't matter whether he shouts slogans like 'Eliminate the tyranny of demons and the world belongs to bugs'."

As mentioned above, his permission level has been raised from [Bronze Level] to [Silver Level].

Looking at the phone, Ji Nian sighed softly.

If this "locust plague" really breaks out, the emotions and beliefs that can be harvested must be massive.

Seeing this, Ji Nian frowned slightly, and then relaxed it.

"However, there is an old saying: 'Fortune and misfortune depend on each other'. The terrifying wind will not only bring death and disaster, but also occasionally bring some fruits and plant seeds."

Less than half an hour after I broke through, Lao Xie gave me permission, and I knew there was something wrong with my hair.

In fact, many officials of the Eastern Han Dynasty during the Yellow Turban Uprising called the Yellow Turban Army "locusts" and "mobs".

In addition to farmers suffering from hunger and disease, there are handicraftsmen with meager income, and small officials who are bullied by the upper class.

It's just that she was a little timid, and she didn't dare to laugh at the "Taoyuan ghost" face to face, so she turned her head away, laughed silently, and shrugged her shoulders.

Feeling that I have no hope, I try my best to cultivate the next generation, hoping that the children can realize their dreams and long-cherished wishes.

"That's right." Jiang Cha rubbed his hands, his face turned red from the cold: "Brother Nian, are you going back to set up anchor points?"

"You still have to be steady."

"Are you leaving today too?" Ji Nian asked.

This is not the real history of "the times create heroes" and "start with a bowl, end with a country".

"Damn it."

Ji Nian casually complained, closed his eyes and took a nap.

As soon as we arrive at Taoyuan, we will start to arrange anchor points, so we have to rest well.

　Tomorrow will start the first big plot of the book [Yellow Robe Stepping into the Green Mountains]. I hope everyone will support it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)