mythical card maker

Chapter 28 The way of cards, there is only one struggle

In the vast night sky, the giant falcon fluttered its wings and lifted the thick clouds, rushing straight into the sky like a sharp sword.

And on its back, the students all screamed.

Although it is guarded by the mysterious energy barrier, the flight journey that is bumpier than a roller coaster is really unlucky for ordinary people to enjoy.

"Skupichuan, why didn't I see how courageous you are before."

Yu Porridge, with a pretty pale face, looked at Zhou Chuan with a face as flat as a lake, and eyes like lightning, and said with some admiration.

"Don't talk to me." Zhou Chuan had no expression on his face, he didn't even open his mouth, and popped out words from between his teeth: "I'm about to spit it out."

"Ah! Then stay away from me." Yu Congee hurriedly said.

"Don't worry, I will turn my head to you as soon as I vomit." Zhou Chuan turned his head while supporting himself, and said word by word.

But the next moment, the two of them had no leisure time to chat, because the falcon, which was still flying at high speed, suddenly began to dive and glide, with clouds and waves engulfed by huge force on both sides.

For the first time in his life, Zhou Chuan felt the feeling of his soul leaving his body.

He looked at the strong man with his arms folded and his face calm, and tried not to summon Qiye Baye out.

Just closing his eyes tightly like this, after an unknown period of time, accompanied by a strong sense of weightlessness, smoke and dust rose suddenly, covering the shoulders of Falcon Xiongkui.

But the young card makers all jumped off when they saw the falcon land, so they survived.

"arrive."

The strong man's calf was slightly bent, and he landed on the ground straight, with smooth movements, but everyone present clearly noticed that his calf was shaking uncontrollably.

After working on it for a long time, the co-author is just a king.

"Ghost Inn."

At this time, someone finally noticed the three-story wooden building at the foot of the mountain, and unconsciously read the words on the stone tablet in front of the building.

Zhou Chuan also followed the prestige, carefully sizing up the old and simple inn, with deep thought in his eyes.

"Students, please stay here, and you will have your own explanation in three days."

After all, the strong man stepped forward and knocked on the generous wooden door of the inn.

After a long while, the wooden door screamed and opened a gap, revealing a pair of old and cloudy eyes: "It's Xiao Du."

"Old Wang, these children..."

Before the strong man finished speaking, the store door was completely pushed open, and a man with freckles and a stooped figure slowly walked out: "Come in, you are the last batch."

Upon hearing this, Lao Du hurriedly turned around and gave everyone a look, and the students stepped forward one after another, and walked in in a row.

However, Zhou Chuan received a WeChat message from his mother at this time, so he had to stay behind and didn't go in until he reported his safety to his family.

But when he passed the door, the rickety old man stood in front of him and said softly: "Ghosts, ghosts, gods among ghosts, young people are too bullying."

Zhou Chuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "The old man blocks here and prevents the juniors from entering, so he is bullying the small with the big."

"Ho ho." The old man smiled stiffly, then gave up his position, and said "please" twice, but he didn't know who to listen to.

"This place is a little too eerie."

As Zhou Chuanxin said, he quickly looked around the lobby on the first floor, only to see that although the so-called Ghost Gate Inn was only one word different from the famous Dragon Gate Inn, it had no trace of the human touch of martial arts.

It's more like the kind of mixed fish and dragons that often appear in the old mountain shops and ghost inns that often appear in Xiangjiang zombie movies. It seems that at any time, there will be a Taoist priest wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe lightly ringing the bell and leading a team of dark blue official uniforms. Zombies enter through the door.

It can be described as weird.

"Students have had a hard day competing in the competition. Let's take a good rest tonight. In the past three days, we will cultivate our mental strength and strive to achieve satisfactory results in the final."

At the time of parting, the bearded old Du, who likes to pretend to be aggressive, couldn't help but say a few polite words, and after a few simple instructions, he flew straight to the southeast in his falcon.

After that, the rickety old man proposed to send everyone to the room, and the students followed closely upstairs.

But every time they took a step, the dark wooden stairs would "creak", as if they were about to break at any moment, which inevitably made them a little worried about the safety of the inn's building.

"You can live in this room."

The old man pointed to the room at the end of the corridor and said, after finishing speaking, he took a length of candle from the lamp and handed it to Zhou Chuan.

After Zhou Chuan thanked him, he took the candle and reached out to push the door. Only then did he realize that not only was the appearance of the inn old, but even the furnishings in the room were "antique", which might even be older than the combined age of all of them. Both are big.

After the turmoil in the Chongzhen Year, it is a strange thing that such an old building still exists.

"Please come in."

The old man said one last sentence, and closed the door behind him.

After Zhou Chuan put the candle in the lampshade of the bedside table, he sat down beside the bed.

It's strange to say that this candle made of unknown material is unexpectedly easy to use. Just this little bit of firelight illuminates half of the room extremely brightly.

But considering that this is an extraordinary world, there is nothing surprising about it.

"I can't sleep anyway, why don't you review for a while."

Thinking to himself, Zhou Chuan took out a life card with a mountain of books drawn from his consciousness space.

Accompanied by a flash of white light, a thick pile of books fell out of thin air, and he took out one from it, and just read it by candlelight.

To be honest, since the time of crossing, he has been busy with the competition, and it is the first time that he has honestly reviewed for the college entrance examination like this.

After all, Zhou Chuan was not a rookie. He knew very well that with his performance in this competition, even if he handed in a blank paper in the essay test of the college entrance examination, he would be considered by the admissions offices of top prestigious schools as having personality.

What if you don't take the college entrance examination?There are still famous schools scrambling to get him.

But after this game, he had long realized that with the backing of Chinese civilization, he had a background of [knowledge] that no one else could match.

So what is he lacking?It is nothing more than mental accumulation, card making technology, and material resources.

So how to get these things?
It is one thing to study and practice hard, but it is also necessary to know how to perform and fight for it!

Green material exchange coupons, heroic horses, gold card maker certification... Which of these things can be obtained by hiding?It's not because he has shown his "value" through various means.

It's just the undead turmoil involving a city, and the card making competition that is not as large as the Northland, so what will the world-renowned college entrance examination bring to him?
If you want to come, the harvest must be immeasurable.

"Everything is ready, only the east wind is missing."

Under the glowing candlelight and the hazy moonlight, Zhou Chuan thought of it.

But at this moment, there was some movement outside the door.

"The sound of bells?"

(End of this chapter)