Folk Card Maker: Starting from Painted Skin.

Chapter 63 False Peace

After watching the game, Zhang Jingtian returned home.

It’s a bit regrettable that the uncle at the intersection did not come to set up a stall today.

Apart from anything else, the pot cakes he sells are really delicious.

After returning home, Zhang Jingtian immediately summoned his three heroic spirits.

Loulan consciously walked to the balcony to absorb the essence of moonlight.

Painted Skin and Yingning accompanied Zhang Jingtian.

They knew that Zhang Jingtian called them out at this time because he must have something to tell them.

Sure enough, Zhang Jingtian looked at them and said seriously: "I have something to tell you."

After hearing this, they immediately looked at Zhang Jingtian intently, waiting for him to continue.

"Our opponent tomorrow might be very fierce. When I'm on the field, all I can say is, don't hurt the opposing card maker.

But if the other party is rude and wants to attack me directly, then you don't have to pretend, just fight me back.

Of course, you still have to cover it up a little, so they think you just accidentally hurt each other."

When Painted Skin heard this, his expression changed immediately.

She twisted her neck, revealing her eerie and terrifying face.

At this time, Ghost Face coordinated with Painted Skin's gesture and made a killing move.

Obviously, when Painted Skin heard that someone wanted to hurt Zhang Jingtian, her first reaction was to kill the other person.

Seeing Painted Skin's serious expression, Zhang Jingtian immediately laughed.

"I knew you cared about me."

Yingning, who was usually very well-behaved, also showed a murderous smile at this moment. Her bright red lips seemed to be stained with blood:
"Master, if anyone dares to attack you, whether it's intentional or unintentional, I won't let them go! I'm a monster, I eat people!"

Zhang Jingtian was a little uncomfortable with Yingning's villainous demeanor, and said with a smile, "When did you start eating people? Have you ever really eaten people?"

Yingning blushed and patted Zhang Jingtian's hand: "Oh, Master, please don't expose me! I saw on TV that this is called saying harsh words!"

"Why do you only watch TV all day long?" Zhang Jingtian joked.

"I can't help it. When I was living in the past, there was no television. But now we have it, and it's really fun!"

Yingning then pointed at the Painted Skin next to her and said, "Actually, my sister likes it too! Last time we watched a romance movie, my sister even cried!"

The Painted Skin's face returned to human form, but this time it was an expression of rage and shame.

Zhang Jingtian covered his mouth and smiled. Sometimes he really forgot that they were just cards he made himself.

It's obviously the same as a real person.

At this time, Lou Lan, who was bathing in the moonlight on the balcony, also whispered, "TV is really a good thing. I watched the night channel that night. It was quite interesting."

Zhang Jingtian hadn't expected everyone to love watching TV so much: "When I have enough energy in the future, you can stay outside all the time and watch TV as much as you want. You can also live like real people."

Such a sentence had a huge impact on the three of them.

They all looked moved.

And naturally, they all upgraded.

Zhang Jingtian also tried it, saying some touching words as if he was performing a stage play.

But it turns out that this is useless against the Heroic Spirits.

If you want to gain their trust and then upgrade, what you need are words that come from the heart.

So it is useless to take shortcuts, it must be a true confession like now.

Huapi and Yingning even reached level 17 directly, which shows how much damage this sentence has done to them.

Lou Lan reached level 3, though it was unknown how much of this was due to Moonlight. It would definitely be a great thing for Zhang Jingtian to suddenly improve his strength before tomorrow's game.

……

The next morning, Grandma Huang, who lives in this building, got up early as usual and went to the intersection outside the community to buy breakfast for her grandson.

She saw a stall surrounded by people and was very curious.

When I got closer, I found out that it was a stall selling pot cakes.

It smells so good that it even makes Grandma Huang's mouth water.

And most importantly, this stall also put up an advertisement saying that if you eat their pot cakes, you can become a card maker.

Although she knew that this was just advertising slogans, Grandma Huang was still very happy to see them.

For good luck, she also wanted to buy a pot cake for her grandson.

After all, these days, no one would not want their children to become card makers.

And there is a card maker in their building!
Although people in the community were not aware of what happened to Zhang Jingtian afterwards.

But Zhang Jingtian stepped forward that day and left a deep impression on them.

Even many children have made up their minds to become a card maker like Zhang Jingtian.

"I'll have two pot helmets too!"

Finally, it was her turn. Grandma Huang smiled and asked, "Boss, can you really become a card maker if you eat this?"

The honest boss raised his head and said seriously:

"Of course I can. I'm a card maker myself."

At this time, the crowd of onlookers all laughed in good faith, because they didn't think that there would be a card maker coming here to sell pot cakes.

In the eyes of ordinary people, even a prospective card maker lives a life they can't imagine.

"Is this true?" Grandma Huang joked. "If I become a card maker and have to set up a stall selling pot cakes, I'd rather not be a card maker."

"But boss, there really is a card maker in our neighborhood!"

The man who was putting jelly and cold noodles into the pot cake paused for a second.

He inquired casually:
"Really? The card maker lives here too?"

He thought there wouldn't be any card makers here!
But on second thought, the card maker living in such a community should be just that capable.

There is no threat to me.

And I'm afraid he doesn't even know himself.

Thinking of this, the man felt relieved.

"That's good. Having a card maker to protect us is also good for us."

Grandma Huang smiled again: "But he is still a high school student, he probably doesn't have time to protect us."

Then Grandma Huang left.

But what she said still echoed in the man's mind.

He's actually a high school student...

He stroked his chin and a strange expression appeared on his face.

After closing his stall, the man named Bai Yang returned to the house he rented.

When he took off his clothes, there was a very obvious green lotus on his back.

As he stared at the TV, the fat and pampered Director of Education suddenly revealed a sinister smile.

(End of this chapter)