Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythology Card Group

Chapter 283 The Current Situation of Qingshan "Song of Righteousness" Pushed
It was sunny on March 12.

According to the normal season, the Qingshan at this time should be expected to be cold and cold.

The north wind is cold, like a knife shaving the bones, with both physical and magical attacks. Affected by the magnetic field of the secret realm, it can almost penetrate the armor.

After all, the main body of this world is still ordinary people. With the foundation of the Great Kyushu Base and the atmosphere cultivated by the alliance over the years, the bosses do not dare to make things difficult for the workers.

In the months at the end of the year, migrant workers still have a few days of extreme cold vacation.

But as the fusion of the secret realm intensified, the climate of Qingshan became more and more strange.

Although it is cold and sticky every day, the temperature is relatively "suitable" for migrant workers.

then……

"Made, 2500 a month, no holidays, this boss really deserves to die."

Huang Rui threw the briefcase on the cheap tea table purchased by Ka Xixi, and leaned lazily on the sofa, like a salted fish.

As early as this day last year, he, who was concurrently the monitor of the class and the vice president of the student union of the college, was still high-spirited and consciously prepared, and he would definitely pass the entrance examination.

No matter how bad it is, with my many years of hard work in school, I can find a good company.

It's just that the reality is full and the ideal is very skinny.

The wheels of the times rolled forward, and the raised dust fell on everyone's head like a mountain.

I don't know which great god is too idle to worry about root pain, wantonly pulling the puppet rope of the world.

The evil spirits of Jingdi became more and more wise, and they no longer acted on instinct, so obtaining materials became a big problem.

In this regard, the Card Masters Alliance decided to adopt a resource centralization system, that is, to use limited resources to fully promote some talents, and at the same time vigorously carry out unified training, provincial competitions before the college entrance examination, star rankings and other invisible screening modes.

After layers of selection and concentration of resources, the outstanding monsters such as Ji Nian, Goldman Sachs, and Ren Wang can earn as much as a year's work of former geniuses in a few months.

In contrast, are those "poor worms" who have been screened out.

They used to be among the top ten in the college entrance examination class and a few thousand in the province, but in the face of the torrent of the times, they can only be drowned bugs.

Some people shouted "30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor", clenching their teeth, wanting to prove the "destiny" again;

And the final outcome of these two kinds of people is to flow into the market.

It sounds pitiful, but when it comes to job fairs, it is still "above others".

With cultivation base and skills in hand, he will always surpass those students who only take cultural courses.

And because of professional reasons, he didn't go to university, and entered the market in high school. He was younger than Huang Rui's cultural college graduates.

then……

Huang Rui was rolled up in this cold and damp rental house, five hundred and fifty in January.

"Ugh……"

Huang Rui sighed half helplessly and half weakly, and collapsed on the sofa, his muscles and bones softened a little.

Overtime work, rent, blind dates...he was overwhelmed by mountains.

It's just that life has to go on. He took out his mobile phone and ordered himself a yellow braised chicken. Huang Rui flicked his shoes and started to vibrate.

[Fan Lei, the vice president of the Taoyuan City Card Maker Association, and Su Wen, the secretary, were attacked by monsters at the end of this operation, poisoned their bodies, and rescued for six hours, but they are still not out of life crisis. At present, the young card masters in our city Bai Ziliang was sent to the Night City for medical treatment. 】

Seeing the blessing candles flashing across the screen, Huang Rui scratched his nose, casually clicked a red heart, and relied on his muscle memory to blindly comment on the comment area, which mostly contained comments with IP addresses in Qingshan.

"Woc, Lao Fan and Lao Su are both offline, is this the end of Taoyuan? Is it too late to run now?"

"It's okay if they're gone. Taoyuan was originally managed by Xie Wenyuan, but... that person doesn't seem to be in the city now."

"Ah? Then who is in charge of Taoyuan now?"

"The president of the War Card Masters Association surnamed Wang."

"How can an ordinary card master be better than a card maker? It's not a mess."

"It's better than nothing. Qingshan has no virtue now, so let's not pick it?"

Seeing this, Huang Rui yawned. The accident in Taoyuan may not affect the provincial capital.

Then swipe your thumb and continue to swipe the video.

"I have also experienced the pain of kneeling and begging for a word on a cold and rainy night."

A clear human voice floated out of the sound port.

"Ji Nian, this kid is a bit interesting."

Huang Rui thought to himself, and randomly clicked a red heart.

He has seen this kid's battle card collection, it is quite decompressed, and it is also his favorite electronic mustard recently.

As for the content of the speech, he didn't believe a word of it.

It can only be said that this kid is quite good at fooling around, and most people really like him.

"Ah."

Looking at the flattering comments in the comment area, Huang Rui couldn't help but smile, not to mention whether the content mentioned in the annual speech can be achieved, even if it can be achieved, it will also benefit the card master, and it has nothing to do with ordinary people like them.

Huang Rui laughed again, feeling a little tired, followed by the speech video of Bai Ziliang, the first freshman of Ye University.

In the video, Bai Ziliang's eyes sparkled and he spoke with great enjoyment. Huang Rui pulled out his ears and didn't even bother to listen.

The next article is about girls dancing, and then there are recent hot searches: Zizhou barbecue, what else is there to dig, dig, dig.

There is also Taishan Tourism, there are not enough parking spaces, the staff carefully counted and found that a Mercedes-Benz S has been parked at the foot of the mountain for 13 years.

The owner of the car is said to have come to participate in the class reunion, and he was "disappeared" after climbing a mountain. After so many years, his parents and relatives have accepted his untimely death.

Only the security guard back then had a stubborn temper. He firmly believed that he must be alive, and vowed to receive the sky-high parking fee.

Further down is the news from the same city, saying that many ghosts from Taoyuan have fled to Dushuo City, I hope all citizens should be more careful.

Born in such a "dead place", since he was a child, he has seen similar news countless times. With the protection of the alliance, there is basically nothing wrong, so he doesn't care.

So continue to brush up the video.

"The Great Wall inscription "Song of Righteousness"..."

A very charming female voice echoed in the room, with the unique heavy charm of the Shenjing host.

"Heaven and earth have righteous energy, mixed with manifold..."

Intertwined with the grand singing and the BGM of orchestral drums, Huang Rui felt an inexplicable force in his heart.

In the past, he would just skip over such old-fashioned videos.

But today, somehow, I suddenly became interested, so I listened patiently and sang a few lines along with it.

There is one thing to say, this background song is a bit vulgar, it doesn't match the good words and sentences, but it can't stand it.

Huang Rui listened to it a few times, clicked on favorites, and then hummed and slid to the next video.

They are all explanations of the allusions in "Song of Righteousness", with comics and copywriting. Although the background of the story and the names of the characters are not clear, the abundant power of the spirit still easily penetrates thousands of people in the world of literary famine. heart and lungs.

Coupled with a sensational ditty and high-praise comments, there are more than a dozen consecutive brushes, which can't help but make people's eyes flush.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

The low sound of knocking on the door echoed in the humble room, the old energy-saving lamps began to flicker, and the air conditioner that had been turned on for many times suddenly blew the wind, blowing a cloudy and cold wind, and the faucet continued to flow automatically without turning it on. non-stop.

Huang Rui shivered, looked around, and shook his head.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

The man was still knocking, heavy and dull.

Huang Rui swallowed his saliva. Being able to live to his early twenties in Qingshan proves that he has some survival wisdom, and he is by no means the kind of child who lowers his intelligence and reaches out to find the clown in the sewer.

Seeing that something was wrong, he hurriedly dialed the emergency hotline. After briefly explaining the situation, he picked up a bracelet made of dog teeth, garlic, and glass beads filled with chicken blood and a disposable defense card, and slowly approached the door. .

The anti-theft door vibrated very rhythmically, and the dust scattered, and the cold wind swept it on the skin, and the gritty feeling was clear and sharp.

Huang Rui frantically took out a ruby ​​chip from his pocket, opened one eye and closed the other, and approached the cat's eye through the chip, but saw the darkness outside the door.

It was a darkness as thick as ink, as if some kind of monster had swallowed up all the light in the world, and the green escape route lights flickered on and off, sometimes dimly lit, and then quickly submerged in darkness.

As time passed, the knocking on the door gradually stopped.

Huang Rui wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and suddenly heard cursing outside the door.

"What the hell is this? I don't come when I knock on the door. The line is still busy. When the meal gets cold, I'm going to give me a bad review. Why do I meet this weird person every day? It's so annoying."

Huang Rui suddenly remembered that when he just came home, he ordered braised chicken and rice, and it should be here by now.

The corridor light also returned to normal at this time, and it was not a voice-activated light. The light was very stable, and a thin back was reflected very clearly.

The man's back was facing him, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but the dark blue takeaway clothes and the little devil's helmet on his head still revealed his identity.

The takeaway boy seemed to be out of breath, his shoulders shook, and he was cursing at the beginning, but at the end of the cursing, he sat down at the entrance of the corridor, crying with his face covered.

The collapse of adults is like an avalanche.

Any little thing may be the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

Huang Rui suddenly felt guilty, so he put his hand on the doorknob slowly, wanting to move but not daring.

When he was hesitating, he saw that the takeaway boy took out a piece of yellow braised chicken from the thermal bag. Once the chopsticks were removed, he was about to eat it.

It seemed that he wanted to "revenge" regardless of losing money.

Lively and full of breath of life, there should be no ghosts in the world who are so smart and good at imitating human thinking.

Seeing this, Huang Rui couldn't help it any longer, exerted strength with his wrist, twisted the doorknob, and rushed to the entrance of the corridor in three steps at a time.

"I'm sorry, little brother, I just watched the video... Well, I passed out..."

Huang Rui was explaining illogically, but saw that the takeaway boy stuck his head into the lunch box, eating extremely ugly.

Huang Rui curled his lips in disgust and sighed helplessly.

Why is it so hard to be a worker? After thinking about it, he went back to the house to get a bottle of water, turned back to the corridor, squatted down, reached out and patted the little brother on the shoulder, and said "eat slowly".

"Thank you."

The little brother Xu did not lose his strength, his voice was a little hoarse, and he was inexplicably excited. He only slowly raised his head, half of his face was still buried in the rice bowl, but two shiny green eyes were exposed.

"I get together!"

Huang Rui burst into foul language, but he didn't expect that the ghost would play tricks, and almost bounced back into the house.

He only closed the anti-theft door heavily, and pasted layer after layer of disposable defense cards on the doorknob, sweating profusely.

Before he could make any further movements, he felt his left shoulder sink, and a hoarse voice lingered in his ears, full of hunger: "What are you doing when you close the door, I'm not full yet."

Huang Rui turned his head abruptly when he heard the words, and for some reason, the sound of flames extinguishing suddenly sounded in his ears, but he didn't care so much, he just flicked the bracelet, hit the door knocker's face hard, and slammed it from the doorknob. Pulled off the defensive card that was glued together, and stuck it in front of him.

The door-knocking ghost just waved his hand, and the beads were smashed to pieces, green ghostly eyes stretched across, and the cheapest gray-grade defense cards burst into pieces.

Life and death are only a moment away.

Huang Rui's mind was moving fast, throwing the ruby ​​piece and the evil charm on the key chain with one hand, fiddled with the phone with the other, and swiped a dozen videos backwards in a row.

——If he remembered correctly, the marketing account said that "Song of Righteous Qi" had the ability to ward off evil spirits, but he didn't know if it was true or not, but when things came to an end, he had to be a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

But after searching for a long time, he still couldn't find that video. With another slip of his hand, it automatically refreshed. Huang Rui glanced at the knocker in despair, and read the lyrics aloud: "There is righteousness in the world, mixed with manifolds..."

Gold threads that were barely visible to the naked eye poured into the house, slowly entangled the treacherous siblings who knocked on the door.

Huang Rui didn't see this scene clearly, and when he saw that the knock on the door was slow, he wanted to continue reciting poems, but forgot the words, and suddenly remembered the allusions, and even skipped a few sentences.

Knocking on the door became slower and slower, but his eyes became more fierce. Seeing that Huang Rui couldn't read another sentence, he couldn't help showing a cruel smile.

At this moment, a helpless sigh suddenly echoed in the room, and a nearly transparent phantom appeared on the sofa at an unknown time, and he only opened the feather fan, knocked on the door and then stayed in place.

In just one or two seconds, the people from the city defense army broke into the door and subdued the knocker.

After this life-and-death calamity, Huang Rui panted heavily and sat slumped on the ground, recalling the scene just now, wondering if he had hallucinations.

I only knew that "Song of Righteous Qi" was definitely a good thing, so I read it aloud in front of the city defense army, and memorized every minute and every second.

Seeing this, several city defense soldiers couldn't help looking at each other.

As the fusion of the secret realm intensifies, similar things will happen many times a day.

Someone like Huang Rui who can successfully make a distress call is considered lucky. How many people have been caged into the ghost domain, and the message cannot be sent out.

In just a few days, no less than 500 people died in Dushuo City.

To this day, some well-meaning person, in the form of a short video push, spread the treasures such as "Song of Righteous Qi" that should be monopolized by the book card master, and saved many people invisibly.

The luckiest thing is a female anchor who wipes the edge.

When crying and sorrow came, she was learning this "popular song", vowing to eat up this wave of enthusiasm.

Thus, a poem was recited from the beginning to the end, and this was repeated ten times. Only Bai Pin, a one-star cultivation level newborn crying and mourning, died violently on the spot as soon as he appeared.

She herself seemed to have been electrocuted several times, and her goosebumps fell all over the floor. She somehow became very upright. Before the city defense army arrived, she hurriedly packed her luggage and moved to the study room.

Ready to pick up the books, take an academic qualification test, and participate in the [Great Wall Stories Contest]...

　The last transitional chapter, there will be a big chapter tomorrow during the daytime, the first big copy of this book, Gaizi will go to the Federation of Literary and Art Circles for a meeting on Friday, and the update will be during the day for these few days, try to keep it stable at five or six thousand words.

　　
　
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