The Mysterious Card Maker: Starting with Zhang Jiao's Deification

As soon as Lin Fan arrived at Fenglinwan Residential Area, he felt a chilling aura emanating from him, as if something was watching him from the shadows.

He looked in the direction of the Red Star Glass Factory, and his pace quickened unconsciously.

Hehehe

"Let's go out and pick up free food tonight. This time, I'll eat the top part, and you can eat the bottom part."

"No, it's always like this. This time I want the top one."

Before Lin Fan even reached the door, his extraordinary mental strength had already caught those words. The voice was hoarse, not like a human's, but more like an imitation of human speech.

He stopped and took out the [Great Teacher Zhang Jiao] from his pocket. As the blue light flashed, Zhang Jiao's figure slowly solidified behind him.

He slowly approached along the wall. In front of the Red Star Glass Factory, two strange creatures, one tall and one short, with fish heads and human bodies, were circling around a person lying on the ground.

The person was wearing a coat, with the hat on their head lying not far away, and was clutching a card that glowed with purple light in their hand. That person was Qin Muyao!

The two eerie figures were staring at her, arguing incessantly.

"You ate the noodles last time, it's my turn this time." The shorter one sounded aggrieved, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

"What do you know? My teeth aren't good. The meat on top is tender, and the meat on the bottom is tough. I can only eat the meat on top."

"Bullshit, your teeth are much better than mine. Last time you gnawed on a bone, you made a loud crunching sound!" The shorter one jumped three feet high, his fish tail slapping loudly on the ground behind him.

"Well... I'll share some with you this time..."

"A little? I want half."

"No, no, I'll only give you one arm at most!"

Lin Fan didn't bother listening and channeled his spiritual power into Zhang Jiao's body: "Old Zhang, go, wipe them out."

"Just these two Gray-level anomalies?" Zhang Jiao glanced at him, his tone somewhat nonchalant. "You could easily punch them a few times yourself. Do you really need to call me?"

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, and an embarrassed look appeared on his face.

Was he being looked down upon? Indeed, aside from having a slightly stronger mental strength than the average person, he really had no experience in combat.

Before he could react, Zhang Jiao had already bent down, picked up the talisman, and thrown it on the ground.

"The Yellow Heaven shall rise."

The moment the talisman touched the ground, a light shone, and a yellow-turbaned warrior, about the same height as Lin Fan, emerged from the light and walked eerily toward the two fish heads.

The two strange creatures also noticed the newcomers. They turned around at the same time, their bulging eyes staring at the Yellow Turban Warrior, their mouths wide open, revealing a row of fine, sharp teeth.

"Is there anyone else?"

"This one is mine."

"This is mine, and that's yours..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Yellow Turban Warrior strode forward, clenched his fist, and threw a punch. The tall, eerie figure was sent flying, crashing into the iron gate of the glass factory with a loud clang.

Before he could react, the Yellow Turban Warrior strode forward and delivered another punch, instantly turning the tall, eerie figure into a material card.

The short man was stunned for a moment, and before he could run, the Yellow Turban Warrior grabbed him by the neck and lifted him up.

"Ga"

The short man kicked his legs strangely, let out a final scream, and then turned into a gray card, which floated lightly to the ground.

Lin Fan watched this scene and found that his mental energy had hardly been consumed. "This Yellow Turban Warrior that I summoned this time is much smaller than the one before, and its aura is also much weaker. It is far inferior to the one summoned in the Ghost Tide."

Zhang Jiao stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "For this kind of minor gray-level creature, a Yellow Turban Warrior of this caliber is sufficient."

Lin Fan glanced at the Yellow Turban Warriors who were dissipating. It seemed that Zhang Jiao would adjust the strength of the Yellow Turban Warriors according to the strength of the opponent.

Without thinking further, he quickly went to Qin Muyao's side.

"Miss Qin, Qin Muyao?"

He patted her, and saw that Qin Muyao only frowned slightly, turned over and continued to sleep, her breathing was even, and her rosy complexion was normal, but there was no sign of her waking up at all.

He sighed. He wanted to contact Qin Chuan to pick up the young lady, but after searching all over his body, he still couldn't find a business card.

"Where did she lose her business card? Oh well, she must have her contact information on her phone."

Lin Fan picked up the phone that had fallen and then discovered that the screen was cracked and there was no response when he pressed it.

Lin Fan looked at Qin Muyao lying on the ground and sighed softly, "We can't just leave her here!"

He had no choice but to bend down and pick up Qin Muyao. Her head rested on Lin Fan's shoulder, her breathing was steady, and her eyelashes fluttered occasionally, as if she were having a dream.

"Old Zhang, take the dropped cards, don't waste them!"

Zhang Jiao responded briefly, picked up the cards, and found that both were [Rusty Hammer Fishbone] (gray).

He followed Lin Fan at a leisurely pace, but his eyes kept glancing around, remaining vigilant at all times.

Back in his rented room, Lin Fan placed Qin Muyao on his bed. He noticed that she was still breathing steadily, as if she had been put to sleep by some kind of spell.

Lin Fan pulled up a chair and sat down next to her. He looked at her for a while, then turned to Zhang Jiao and said, "Old Zhang, those two monsters don't seem very strong. They shouldn't have turned her into this state."

"There should be something else," he said slowly. "Those two fish-like monsters, apart from being a bit scary, are pretty much like normal people. As soon as Zhang Fei appeared in her hand, those monsters didn't dare to get close at all."

"Then what happened to her...?"

"Clatter".

A clear sound came from the window, and Lin Fan and Zhang Jiao turned to look at the window at the same time.

Two handprints were slowly appearing on the window, as if someone had pressed their hands against the glass from the outside, but looking out, there was nothing but blurry silhouettes of distant buildings.

"Old Zhang!" Lin Fan stood up.

"It's still that blurry thing." Zhang Jiao's voice deepened, and lightning was already dancing between his fingers.

Lin Fan stared at the window. The palm print had completely disappeared. He suddenly remembered the dream he had a few days ago—a dream of an emperor, those beauties, and that dark shadow that flashed by after he woke up.

"What exactly is it..." he murmured.

Lin Fan withdrew his gaze and glanced at Qin Muyao, who was still fast asleep on the bed. Her face was beaming with a smile, as if she was dreaming of something wonderful and was completely absorbed in it.

He took out the [Netherworld] and spread its influence throughout his entire room. A black light shield appeared on the walls of the room, and the Doorway Ghost stood in the room with two Yin soldiers.

After doing all this, Lin Fan put away Zhang Jiao and fell into a deep sleep on his computer desk.

In his drowsy state, Lin Fan seemed to hear the sounds of fighting, but they quickly disappeared. Lin Fan thought he was dreaming, so he changed his position and continued to sleep.

But not long after, the doorman who was originally guarding the door came to Lin Fan's side and gently tapped the table.

When Lin Fan groggily raised his head, the doorstep ghost spoke up, "My lord, a maid just came in and wants to come in."

Lin Fan rubbed his eyes, his mind still not fully clear: "What?"

"A maid tried to come in just now," the eerie voice from the threshold said again, "but she didn't have a token, so I stopped her from entering."

"Maid? What are you doing here!"

"So you're going to experience the life of an emperor?"