Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythology Card Group

Chapter 94 Plan to upgrade, 【Sangmen Mortuary Bed】

Even if they are both mythical cards and are of the same quality star level, there is an insurmountable gap between them and the seventh and eighth masters.

Maybe it's a real name, maybe it's something unclear.

It seems that this gap will be narrowed only after it breaks through the flying stiffness, is given a real name, and awakens its natal supernatural powers.

For now, it is still the little brother in the chronicle team.

"Roar!"

Thinking of this, Brother Zongzi couldn't help but roar at Yue.

He has clearly advanced, but he still hasn't improved his status.

This can't help but fill it with grief and indignation.

From a long distance, Ji Nian can feel a condensed resentment from it.

"Why do you work hard like me but you are always the weakest?!"

The vague sentences came along with the feedback from the sea of ​​consciousness, and Ji Nian almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Are you trying so hard? Is there anyone better at fishing than you?"

But when he thought of the emotion of resentment, which is a very good tonic for monsters like zombies, he still kept the words in his heart, and fed back along the sea of ​​consciousness against his will: "You really work hard, but sometimes, talent The gap in the world cannot be bridged by hard work..."

"It depends on opening and hanging."

Before Ji Nian could say these four words, Brother Zongzi shook his white hair violently, with a look of "I don't listen, I don't listen", and then slapped the corpse demon king's skull.

Tons of strange power, combined with strong corpse and yin energy, turned the oppressive Corpse Demon King into meatloaf and springs in just a split second.

Brother Zongzi turned his head and walked away without even looking at it. The huge amount of Yin Qi accumulated in the body of the Corpse Demon King turned into a licking dog in seconds, chasing and chasing it, pouring into its body.

Feeling the power surging in its body, it couldn't help clenching its fists.

This night, it has a lot of harvest.

But as soon as he saw Master Qi with a smile on his face and standing by Ji Nian's side, that little complacency disappeared in an instant.

"You still have to work harder."

Through the Sea of ​​Consciousness, it conveys similar emotions to Ji Nian.

"Ah."

Ji Nian couldn't help chuckling.

As a card maker, he couldn't see the smallness in Lao Zongzi's heart.

——This is because the [Chongyin Fragrant Fir Coffin] is not worthy of its current "worth" and wants to change to a better and more spacious coffin.

If this was done in the past, he would most likely say "baby, our family is poor, so you can just use this coffin" to perfuse the other party.

But now, he has some money on hand, and some reasonable requests that are not out of the ordinary and beneficial to himself can still be satisfied.

"When I go back, I will upgrade the coffin so that Brother Zongzi can study hard." Ji Nian solemnly promised.

Brother Zongzi couldn't restrain his happiness, and even automatically ignored a title he didn't like very much.

"Speaking of..."

Ji Nian looked down at the slightly shiny square-hole copper coin hanging in front of him, and said in his heart, "It's time to buy some coin-like materials, and spend money to upgrade the mountain ghost."

"Counting in [Paper Man Carrying a Sedan], as well as the materials needed to create the [Yin Soldier] and [Pretend God] series... a few hundred thousand is still not enough."

"The road to making money has a long way to go."

Ji Nian thought about it, then turned and walked towards the funeral home.

But after taking a few steps, he stopped.

This funeral parlor has been in disrepair for a long time, and there were some activities, but it was knocked out of a hole by the corpse demon king just now.

Maybe he walked inside with his front foot, and the room collapsed in the next second.

As a "dump truck brave", no one is more safety conscious than him.

"Go, Brother Zongzi, take out the corpse demon and the canopy bed inside."

A pat on the sturdy arm of Brother Zongzi.

He didn't intend to instruct the other party, but he just felt that moving things, which required the muscles of the whole body, would be very helpful to the zombies.

"Go."

Brother Zongzi scratched the white hair on his head, ducked into the funeral parlor, and moved things out.

To be honest, it doesn't like this kind of work, but who made Ji Nian promise to change it to a big coffin?

In order to have a better fishing experience, it must do this job well.

Facts have proved that its good body was born for hard work.

The wreckage of more than a dozen corpses, plus dozens of hundreds of canopy beds, were all moved out by it in a short while.

"Encapsulation failed?"

A few minutes later, Ji Nian couldn't help frowning as he looked at the blank card that didn't respond.

This was the first time he encountered such a situation since he became a card maker.

"Is it because the 'core' inside has been swallowed up by Brother Zongzi?"

Ji Young stroked his chin, and tried to enclose the Corpse Demon King lying on his back on the street, his whole body dried up into the shape of a monkey.

In the end it undoubtedly failed again.

He could only signal to Yingtai next to him to come forward and take pictures to testify.

"It's a good thing these beds work."

He said softly, and looked at the material card named [Sangmen Mortuary Bed] in his hand.

One white and one gray, a total of two.

Introduction: [The canopy beds worth more than a dozen yuan each in the flea market have been influenced by Yin Qi and corpse Qi for many years, almost turning into demons. 】

"It's interesting."

Ji Nian did not encapsulate the remaining canopy beds, but used spiritual power to attract the hidden yin and corpse qi, and poured them all into the [Chongyin Fragrant Cedar Coffin].

"better than nothing."

Ji Nian commented, waved his hand, and signaled Brother Zongzi to move these canopy beds back.

After a while, come here again to harvest Yin Qi and Corpse Qi.

"What is sustainable development?"

Ji Qingnian laughed, and with the cooperation of Master Qi, Yingtai, and Brother Zongzi, he barely blocked the wall.

After patting the ashes on his hands, he sent a text message to the old lady, and then went straight to a small hotel two kilometers away.

When you get to the place, pay to get the key.Opening the door, the musty smell immediately hits the face.

But when he was away from home, he couldn't ask for too much, so he fell asleep when he was a little tired.

In the next second, Qi Ye's figure slowly dissipated, and he didn't forget to wave his hands to Brother Zongzi and Yingtai when he left.

And Yingtai also yawned after sorting out the photos in the camera, and returned to Consciousness Sea to replenish her yin energy and spiritual energy.

Seeing his teammates go home one by one, and his card master sleeping soundly beside him, Brother Zongzi suddenly felt a little bored.

It’s just that the coffin couldn’t fit in the narrow standard room, so it could only curl up its tall and strong body, bathed in the moonlight, and dealt with it on the window sill all night.

Time passes quickly.

Early the next morning, it was still dark.

Under the influence of the biological clock, the calendar wakes up from a dream.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Brother Zongzi who was trying to shrink himself into a ball.

Seeing this situation, he couldn't help laughing, and then took this "best bodyguard" into his sea of ​​consciousness, letting him rest in the coffin.

The bodyguard was replaced by a young girl from Yingtai—her mana consumption was far less than Seventh and Eighth Masters.

"Let's go."

Ji Qingnian said a word, led the other party on the morning bus, and returned to the place where Bai Ziliang left them off last night.

Fan Lei, who had been waiting here for a long time, saw him walking this way, and a complex emotion of embarrassment and guilt flashed across his face.

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