Folk Card Maker: Starting from Painted Skin

However, after the purchase was completed, Zhang Jingtian saw a prompt, still in red:

[Please rest assured and wait at home, the goods you purchased will be delivered immediately!

The City Security Bureau reminds buyers not to go out casually.]

The moment he saw this prompt, Zhang Jingtian felt his heart leap into his throat.

It was a strange prompt, clearly implying that there was danger outside.

Could it be that the Scourge Legion's monsters were on the move again?

The more Zhang Jingtian thought about it, the more likely it seemed, but this wasn't something he, someone who wasn't even a reserve card maker, could worry about.

With so many card makers in Lanruo City, wasn't this their job?

"Knock, knock, knock!" Zhang Jingtian suddenly heard a knock on the door.

When he went to the door and tried to see who the messenger was through the peephole, he only saw a paper bird flying away.

"This is the messenger?"

Zhang Jingtian was very surprised. When he opened the door, he saw the package hanging on the door.

Inside were three cards, exactly the materials he had just bought online.

[Wicked Woman] (Blue), [Complete Human Skin] (Green), [Evil Spirit Brush] (Blue). The three cards all exuded a gloomy aura.

Zhang Jingtian slowly put them down, and the whole process of making cards left by the original owner had already appeared in his mind.

When Zhang Jingtian was about to release his mental power and start making cards, he suddenly heard a loud noise from outside.

In the pouring rain, there was also the intermittent crying of a baby.

Outside the window was completely dark. The streetlights, which should have been on, were now all blown out.

Danger is coming!

Zhang Jingtian took out his mobile phone and found messages being sent in the owner group of his community:

[The Scourge Legion is causing trouble again. This time, many ghosts and monsters crawled out of Joy Lake!]

[I heard that too. It seems that several card makers have gone over there!]

[What does this have to do with our community? Aren't we quite far from Joy Lake?]

[It seems that an owner in our community works near Joy Lake, and a ghost followed him back.]

[What an idiot! Why doesn't this kind of person die! He's harmed the entire community!]

Zhang Jingtian quickly stepped on the table and took down the leather suitcase placed on top of the wardrobe.

That was a relic his mother had left him.

Opening the suitcase, there were 30 spell cards inside.

The advantage of spell cards is that as long as you have mental power, you can use the corresponding spell card, even if you didn't make the card.

Wealthy people often have many spell cards at home.

He took out two spell cards that could be used to save his life in critical moments and placed them by his side.

"I have to speed up. It seems that the situation is becoming more and more unstable. The Scourge Legion has been making small troubles in the past few years, probably to prepare for a big one!"

"If I can make my heroic spirit card, my chances of survival will be much greater."

Zhang Jingtian sat cross-legged on the bed and completely entered the state of card making.

From an outsider's perspective, he looked like he was asleep.

But in reality, Zhang Jingtian was not resting.

He was just like other card makers, entering his consciousness space through mental power.

His card making would be completed here.

Floating in the air were his card drawing pen, blank card, runes, and three materials.

Zhang Jingtian used his mental power to grasp the card drawing pen, and then began the first step of card making.

Determine the true name of the card.

He picked up the pen and forcefully wrote three words on the blank card:

[Painted Skin Ghost].

Each word penetrated the paper, as if to seep into the card.

After writing the name, Zhang Jingtian seemed to hear a female ghost laughing, as if something had quietly crawled into his room.

Instantly, the three materials floating in the air all drilled into his card.

The first step was successful.

Then what he had to do was write the story on this blank card.

[A man encounters a beautiful woman. The two hit it off and spend a good night together for several days.]

[A few days later, the man meets a Taoist priest on the street and is told that he is entangled by evil spirits and will not live long. The female ghost who is entangling him is the woman he is having an affair with!]

[The man doesn't believe it. He meets the woman again, and the door is closed. He tiptoes to the window and peeks in. He sees a hideous ghost, with a green face and jagged teeth like a saw, spreading human skin on the couch and painting it with a colored brush. After a while, he throws down the brush, raises the skin as if shaking his clothes, puts it on his body, and transforms into a woman.]

Zhang Jingtian finally wrote the story of Painted Skin one by one.

This story, which has been circulating for hundreds of years, has no problems in terms of plot or logic.

Without much effort, the image of a Painted Skin female ghost has already jumped onto the paper.

In an instant, the story he wrote sank into the card face.

This meant that his story had passed!

Next was the card face!

Zhang Jingtian began to gradually copy the image of Painted Skin in his mind onto the card.

Throughout the process, Zhang Jingtian wanted to give up many times because of the splitting headache.

But he was still gritting his teeth and persevering, because he knew that if he gave up now, all his previous efforts would be wasted.

Slowly, a ghoul wearing human skin appeared on the card. A hideous ghost face grew on the back of its head, smiling evilly at Zhang Jingtian.

And in the mirror it was facing, a stunning face emerged, with eyes that sparkled. Even though it was just a painting, it could hook people's souls away.

In the dark and obscure background, you could also glimpse the human skins that had not yet been painted with human images hanging on the beams.

As a game designer, Zhang Jingtian's art foundation was good.

But he didn't expect that he could draw so exquisitely and so vividly!

If this were used in his game, it would definitely be a hit!

With the card face, only the last step remained, which was to write his name on the back of the card.

This was both declaring sovereignty and injecting mental power, which was very important.

Zhang Jingtian was not impatient, and finally completed the last step.

Then what Zhang Jingtian had to do was wait.

His mental power began to scurry around the entire space until it was absorbed by the card, and then gradually subsided.

"Success!"

In an instant, the room Zhang Jingtian was in disappeared, replaced by a woman who had hanged herself, her eyes full of resentment.

In an instant, she turned into a ghost, a powerful ghost who could change her appearance.

So she transformed into beautiful young women, specializing in seducing men with evil intentions and killing them.

Zhang Jingtian saw the back of a woman standing at the head of his bed.

Turning her head, it was a half-human, half-ghost face.