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

Lin Fan squinted his eyes, turned his face toward the door, and pretended to be asleep, but his left hand had already reached under the pillow and touched [Great Teacher Zhang Jiao].

"squeak"

The door was pushed open a crack, and light leaked in through the crack, casting a thin shadow on the floor.

But the shadow at the door did not move immediately. It stayed outside for a while, and only after making sure there was no movement inside the room was the door fully opened.

With the help of the corridor lights, Lin Fan recognized the man's clothes; it was the same man in the gray trench coat from earlier that day.

When he came in, the sweet, cloying fragrance became even stronger, as if it were emanating from him.

The strong smell made Lin Fan feel dizzy. He bit his tongue, and a bloody taste spread in his mouth. The intense pain on his tongue made him more alert.

His mental energy swept over the newcomer.

"Huh? A strange aura!"

"It's another case of humans and monsters coexisting. Could it be that not only Jiang City, but even Dongliu City has the henchmen of the Myriad Spirits Society?" Lin Fan was thinking to himself when the man spoke.

"They're both asleep." His voice was very soft, as if he were talking to himself.

After a long while, the man spoke again: "Old ghost, I'm talking to you."

If there were other people present, they would definitely think that this person has something wrong with his head. At this moment, he is looking down and talking to someone.

"Xiao Xu, can you calm down? I'm just checking to see if they're really asleep. I really don't know why that adult arranged for me to be with you."

A hoarse voice rang out from inside the person, carrying a reproachful tone. Then, a black head slowly emerged from Xiao Xu's shoulder.

"Isn't this a win-win situation for both of us? You can move around freely, and I can do what I want to do." Xiao Xu stared intently at Qin Muyao on the cot.

"Besides, Lord Xiang has his own plans! It's not our place to question him!" Xiao Xu continued.

"Alright, alright, just like before, the woman is yours, and the man is mine!" The black head stuck out its long tongue, looked at Lin Fan, and couldn't help but lick its lips.

"I love the smell of this person. Right now, I want to eat him!" The voice from the head sounded urgent.

"Old ghost, I've met so many people before, and I've never seen you like this. What, do you have a special fondness for sickly people?" Xiao Xu teased.

"Stop talking nonsense. You do your thing, I'll eat mine. Let's not hold each other back."

"Fine! You enjoy yours, and I'll enjoy mine."

Xiao Xu rubbed his hands together and walked towards Qin Muyao, who was sleeping on the cot, with a lewd grin on his face. Meanwhile, the old ghost left Xiao Xu's body and headed straight for Lin Fan.

As soon as the old ghost arrived at Lin Fan's bedside, Lin Fan suddenly opened his eyes, frowned, and stared intently at the old ghost.

Old Ghost's movements stopped abruptly, and a black head floated in the air.

"You...you're not asleep?" The old ghost's voice trembled, completely different from the old ghost who had just shouted that he wanted to eat people.

Lin Fan did not respond to it, instead channeling his mental energy into his left hand.

"Old Zhang!" he said softly, "The Five Thunder Orthodox Method!"

The figure of the yellow-robed Taoist solidified beside the bed. Zhang Jiao glanced at the old ghost hanging in mid-air with his half-open eyes, his eyes full of disdain.

The old ghost's pupils suddenly contracted, and its head floated in the air for a moment in a daze, repeatedly muttering, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die."

"Old ghost, I haven't even made a move yet, and you're already yelling like a ghost." Xiao Xu pulled back the curtain and saw Zhang Jiao standing there. His face, which had been carrying a lewd smile, was now flushed red.

"Old ghost, knock them out quickly, hurry up!" Xiao Xu shouted loudly at the black head.

Zhang Jiao wouldn't give them a chance to make a move. He raised his hand, clenched his fist, and lightning gathered between his fingers, making a faint crackling sound.

"Five Thunder Dharma!"

A bolt of lightning shot out from Zhang Jiao's palm, striking straight at the black head.

"what!"

The old ghost let out a shrill scream, its black head trembling violently in mid-air as it desperately tried to shrink into Xiao Xu's body.

Xiao Xu's face turned completely pale. Seeing that even the old ghost was no match for him, he couldn't help but tremble all over.

"Xiao Xu! Run!" Old Ghost's voice had completely changed. He was now clinging to Xiao Xu's shoulder, his face filled with fear.

Hearing Lao Gui's shout, Xiao Xu finally came to his senses. He gritted his teeth and rushed towards the window.

"Bang!"

The glass shattered, and Xiao Xu, along with Lao Gui, crashed through the window and jumped from the sixth floor. The night wind rushed in instantly, diluting the fragrance in the air considerably.

Lin Fan propped himself up, ignoring his injuries, and quickly walked to the window.

He looked down at Xiao Xu, who had been limping, and in the blink of an eye, he started running.

"Old Zhang, chase them! We can't let them do any more harm!"

Seeing this, Zhang Jiao absorbed some of Lin Fan's spiritual power. If it exceeded the range covered by the cardholder's spiritual power, he could continue to act by relying on the absorbed spiritual power.

Zhang Jiao leaped down from the building and quickly chased after him.

The night wind howled as it rushed into the room.

Qin Muyao covered her head, looked at Lin Fan standing by the window, and immediately raised her voice several decibels: "Your wound hasn't healed yet, why are you up!"

"Someone jumped out of the window, and Zhang Jiao went after them." Lin Fan leaned against the window, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Qin Muyao paused for a moment, shook her heavy head, walked to the window and looked down, but there was nothing there.

"Who? What are they chasing?" Qin Muyao asked, her face full of confusion. When her gaze swept over the bleeding wounds on Lin Fan's body, she didn't care about anything else and quickly helped Lin Fan back to bed.

"Your wound... I'll go call the doctor!" she said, getting up to leave.

Lin Fan grabbed her arm. "It's best not to run around now. Who knows if there are other accomplices!"

Without any cards to protect her, Qin Muyao is safest to stay by his side. If anything happens, he still has cards like White Impermanence to deal with it.

"No...then your wound!" Qin Muyao pointed to the wound where blood was gradually soaking the bandage, her tone full of worry.

A moment later, a noise came from the window. Qin Muyao turned around abruptly, and Zhang Jiao slowly appeared.

"Did you catch up?" Lin Fan asked when he saw Zhang Jiao return.

"We caught up with them. They were symbiotes. When the host died, the parasitic ghosts dispersed," Zhang Jiao replied.

"You seem quite relaxed. How strong are they?" Lin Fan continued.

"That strange thing was only at the Green Domain level. The person jumped off the building and it was quite injured, but it dissipated without much effort."

Lin Fan felt relieved upon hearing Zhang Jiao's words. If every member of the Myriad Spirits Society he encountered was like Zhang Li, they would be difficult to deal with.

"However..." Zhang Jiao paused, then continued, "That person said something before he disappeared."

"What?"

Zhang Jiao paused for a second, then said, "He said that if we kill him, Lord Xiang will avenge them!"

The temperature in the ward seemed to drop a few degrees.

"Lord Xiang," Lin Fan repeated the name in a low voice.

He recalled the eerie aura emanating from Qian when he showed him the [Prison Suppressor] at the company. Where was the destination of his week-long business trip?