Folk Card Maker: Starting from Painted Skin

A week passed in the blink of an eye. Zhang Jingtian didn't go to school; he found that he learned faster in the villa.

In the evening, Zhang Jingtian would also release the three heroic spirits.

Not only could Loulan absorb the essence of moonlight, but Huapi and Yingning could also slowly acquire energy for upgrading while staying here.

Of course, Zhang Jingtian didn't forget his method of earning money. He would occasionally take the Human-Skin Drum to the lakeside to take a look, and then have the three heroic spirits catch them all in one fell swoop.

However, Zhang Jingtian found that fewer and fewer ghosts and monsters were being attracted recently.

Could it be that they had all returned to Joyful Lake?

On Saturday morning, Zhang Jingtian was sitting by the window eating a sandwich.

It was delivered by the property management of their residential area.

It tasted very good.

The sunlight sprinkled on the surface of Joyful Lake, sparkling.

If he didn't know that many ghosts and monsters were sleeping under this lake, this would really be a beautiful scenery.

At this moment, Zhang Jingtian's phone rang.

Looking down, it was a message from Tang You'ai.

"Today is my daughter's birthday, would you like to come over for a meal?"

Zhang Jingtian was a little surprised, he didn't expect Director Tang to invite him. But he had a good impression of Director Tang, and immediately agreed.

The residential area where Tang You'ai lived was not as expensive as Tianlong Bay, but it wasn't bad either.

The security guards at the entrance were all pre-card creators.

When Zhang Jingtian knocked on the door, it was a woman with her hair in a bun who opened the door.

She should be Director Tang's wife.

"Hello, sister-in-law," Zhang Jingtian said with a smile, and then handed over the milk he had bought.

Tang You'ai, sitting on the sofa, snorted: "You little brat, no respect for elders, sister-in-law? I'm almost a whole cycle older than you!"

The sister-in-law smiled and said: "That's just how he is, don't pay him any attention."

And today's birthday star, Tang You'ai's daughter, was also sitting on the sofa, secretly looking at Zhang Jingtian.

Perhaps it was because Zhang Jingtian was handsome, or maybe it was his first time here, the little girl was full of interest in him.

Seeing the girl blinking her big eyes, Zhang Jingtian also smiled.

"Little angel, hello! You look so pretty, just like your mom!"

Tang You'ai lazily snorted: "Her eyes are especially like mine."

Mentioning his daughter, Tang You'ai was full of pride.

Zhang Jingtian turned his head and scanned around, and found that there were no other guests in the house besides him.

"The others are still on their way. We're not like you, who only needs to take exams. Our Security Bureau is usually busy!"

"Hasn't there been any big news recently?" Zhang Jingtian asked suspiciously. In fact, if he only looked at the news, he would really think that the card-making world was peaceful and prosperous.

"That's because a lot of things aren't reported. It was only that time that local citizens had to be reminded. But in reality, many people don't know what happened that night."

Zhang Jingtian thought about it, that's right, the public didn't even know that a cultist had been to their city.

"Director Tang, how is your pursuit of the cultists going?"

Tang You'ai sighed from the side: "What else can it be, just like that! Two cultists have been caught so far, they have all confessed, and they are dead. But they are all small fries. As for the big ones, I suspect they have all run away."

Zhang Jingtian sighed: "Sure enough, there are still some. It seems that the appearance of peace is all just a facade."

"That's true," Director Tang nodded: "It would be great if it was really so peaceful, we could also relax. You don't know, there have been quite a few small things recently."

Zhang Jingtian asked curiously: "What things?"

"Nothing much, just sudden disappearances. But, they're all unrelated, and we've found the cause, they're all monsters wandering from the Scourge."

"Was it like this in previous years?" Zhang Jingtian was quite surprised. It turned out that in the eyes of the Security Bureau, disappearances were not a big deal.

"Not really, it's only started this year. But compared to those high-level monsters coming out to cause trouble, it's already good like this now."

While speaking, someone came to the door again.

The people who came were all Director Tang's colleagues, and everyone knew Zhang Jingtian. Everyone didn't forget to say hello to him when they came in.

Zhang Jingtian nodded one by one, and then sat aside, listening to those people recounting their experiences in handling abnormal events.

Many of them sounded like supernatural stories.

What about a girl going home and finding traces of someone having been in her house.

In the middle of the night, she heard strange noises again. It turned out that a ghost had hidden in her quilt. By the time she was discovered, she had been eaten, leaving only her limbs.

There was also a most terrifying one, an old woman selling dumplings, whose three sons helped her at home.

But later everyone found that the three sons were gone, and the taste of the dumplings was a bit strange.

It turned out that the old woman was bewitched by a ghost, killed her three sons, ate their internal organs, and then used the meat to make dumpling filling.

However, these things were all done by low-level ghosts.

Zhang Jingtian glanced at tonight's birthday star at this time, for fear that the little girl would not be able to sleep after listening to the ghost stories.

As a result, when he turned his head, he found that the little girl was listening with great interest, and didn't show any fear at all.

And the little girl's mother explained after seeing Zhang Jingtian's expression: "Since she was little, she has liked listening to her dad tell all kinds of horror stories. At first, I was also worried, wouldn't it be bad to listen to too much of this kind of thing.

But I found that she wasn't affected at all, and this might even inspire her future card-making, so I just let her go."

Zhang Jingtian hummed: "Not bad, this is considered cultivating a card maker from a young age. Other families don't have such conditions!"

Tang You'ai laughed: "Of course, come, have a drink! Zhang Jingtian, put yours down, you're still a minor, you drink juice!"

Everyone raised their glasses, and then said birthday blessings to the little girl.

The little girl's mother also brought out a birthday cake, with six candles on it.

The shape of the cake was also very special, with three cute figurines standing on it, representing their family of three.

Zhang Jingtian smelled the fragrance of the cake and actually started drooling.

So fragrant, he had never smelled such a fragrant cake.

He thought that he must ask his sister-in-law later where this cake was made.

"Happy birthday to you…"

After the birthday song ended, the girl blew out the candles.

Then the sister-in-law took a knife and cut the cake open.

The moment the knife went down, red, fishy-smelling liquid sprayed out from the soft cake crust.