Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythical Card Groups

Chapter 201 The anniversary of the treat, the Qinggu Festival, the "ferocious beast" is coming!

"Ahem..."

There was a coughing sound in the damp and dark cabin.

Everyone scratched at the door frame and looked inside with nervous and worried faces.

But they were all driven out by the old man with gray hair and wrinkled face waving a walking stick.

In the bedroom, five young men, including White Horse, Shitou and Huang Chong, rolled into a row with their heads lowered and their faces full of guilt.

"You guys, can you use your brains more when doing things in the future?!"

The old man took a deep breath and tried to suppress his anger, but his voice still rose uncontrollably.

"Anyone with a brain should have thought that when the Taoist priest gathers the townspeople at this time, he will definitely distribute talisman water."

"He is neither a demon nor a stranger, nor is he a card master. He has to pay the price of his life to cast spells."

"Yesterday, two bowls of talisman water produced beautiful hair. Today...this is half a tank of water!"

"Okay."

"Rural roughnecks, it's easy to make a living by giving them a cheap name like a worm or a dog." The old man explained, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Does the Taoist want to change their names?"

The old man chuckled and shook his head, leading the townspeople to prepare.

"Old man, being poor is really not a problem."

He placed the bag on the ground, his eyes shining brightly.

"Taoist Master, you..."

At this time, a slightly weak and tired voice suddenly sounded next to him: "I insist on this, please stop scolding them...cough."

Now that the other party has changed his name, he is naturally very happy.

He changed the names of these five people largely out of emotion.

It's just that Shijie Town has been gloomy and gloomy in recent times, with the "Great Ghost of Taoyuan" threatening the outside world, and the Master Gao Immortal weighing on top of his head, so he has no time to think about it.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but he always felt that after changing his name, his heart became much brighter.

Ji Nian smiled when he heard this and said to himself, "This little old man is really smart." But he said, "He does have some ideas."

"Before resting yesterday, I thought that today is the Qinggu Festival, so I handed out some bean sprouts. I might as well ask the villagers to come and eat together."

If he hadn't mentioned it in the year, he would have forgotten this date.

Of course, this does not mean that this holiday is not important.

To mark the year, he gently twisted his beard and pointed at the door: "Bai Qi, there is a bag over there. Go and bring it over."

Soon, only Ji Nian was left in the room.

The young man named "White Horse" heard the question, his body trembled slightly and he was a little nervous.

"Why not stop him?!"

Seeing the hesitation on the old man's face, he said again: "The left and right are just worthless things. If I continue to refuse, I will think that you are disgusted."

Whether it was an illusion or not, he always felt that the person next to him was not as honest as he seemed on the surface, and that the details of his words and deeds were quite cunning and clever.

It is also one of the most important festivals in this scenic spot.

In fact, this is a major folk festival that integrates bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, celebrating valleys and praying for good harvests, offering sacrifices to gods and suppressing evil spirits, and celebrating and entertaining.

Now that a broker has been mentioned, the townspeople who feel physically comfortable and relaxed in mood suddenly feel itchy and go back to prepare.

Chronology did not pay attention to the changes in the young man in front of him.

"Taoist Master, you..." the old man smiled helplessly, turned to Zhang Baiqi, Huang Long and others and said: "You guys come to find a pot. Thanks to the Taoist Master, we can have a good time in Qinggu!"

Looking at these bright-eyed young people, Ji Nian couldn't help but sigh.

"After all, without [Yellow Turban Qushuai], I, the [Great Master], would be nothing but a mere commander."

When the old man heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he could see that his gray hair had increased rapidly over time. His pupils trembled slightly, and he burst into tears: "For us ant people...it's not worth it."

Born in such a world full of spiritual energy, even a mortal who lacks food and drink still has full potential accumulated in his body, just like a volcano, just waiting to explode one day.

"Relax."

"It is indeed not simple. If it were a Blue Star person without mental strength, he would not be able to eat for several days, and would only get a sip of water occasionally. Even if he did not die, he would still be hungry."

"Do you have any instructions from the Taoist Master?"

Ji Nian's tone was sincere. He casually twisted a bean sprout and put it under his nose. He instantly smelled the earthy smell and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

The whole person was in high spirits, as if he had truly become a heroic figure.

He felt that these five young people were all smart people and worthy of cultivation. The names were just right, so he put them on them.

Something called "spiritual energy" that only exists in the story of Third Uncle also slowly emerged.

Ji Nian patted his shoulder again, as if he had thought of something, and turned to Zhang Liusan and said: "They are all good guys, but their names have no character..."

I think only with this kind of physical foundation can I survive like a "worm" tenaciously to this day in this dangerous world.

"They are all good boys."

"good."

"Think about it, how can a person who can become a master be a dull and dull person..."

Ji Nian chewed on their names and lowered his eyebrows.

As he spoke, he patted the young people on the shoulders one by one and said as he walked: "How about calling them Zhang Baiqi, Liu Shi, Huanglong, Baique, and Li Damu?"

"You...you...even if you didn't think of this when you went out to call for help, wouldn't you guess it when he brought the water tank?"

"Qinggu Festival..."

Ji Nian smiled, opened the bag casually, and showed the contents to Zhang Liusan:

These five young men also had faces full of joy.

Zhang Baiqi, Liu Shi, Huang Long...these are the names of the Yellow Turban Qushuai.

"There must be a deep meaning in what the Taoist priest does. How can an old man like me, a fool from the mountains, understand it?"

"White horse, stone, yellow worm, white bird, big eyes..."

As he said this, he couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Why don't you thank the Taoist priest soon?"

Although the customs are different, you can see from these elements that this is an important day comparable to Blue Star's Spring Festival and New Year's Eve.

Ji Nian smacked his lips and reached out to pat Baima's thin shoulder.

They themselves admired the calendar very much, and because they drank the talisman water, they had many followers and close feelings.

"But these five young men have been hungry for several days. They can run faster than rabbits and their voices are very lively when calling people. This is really..."

The young people did not dare to refute, they all lowered their heads and knelt there to be scolded.

"Taoist priests are naturally excellent."

Thinking that in the future, whether I was running errands for the Taoist priest or staying in the village, I would be looked down upon by others, and I couldn't help but feel happy: "Thank you, Taoist priest, for changing my name."

Zhang Liusan nodded slightly, feeling that these names were not much better than before, but they did sound a little better.

Ji young voiced relief, raised his hand to lift up the thin quilt made of some kind of linen, and lifted up the young men kneeling on the ground one by one.

Zhang Baiqi trotted out of the bedroom, and soon came back with a bag, his back straight: "Taoist priest, is this it?"

The door was guarded by Bai Que and Li Damu. The two young men straightened their backs and were ready to listen to the Taoist Master's instructions.

"call……"

After seeing everyone off, Ji Nian walked on the cold bed, crying softly from exhaustion.

Raising his hand to turn over a card, he saw that its border was changing from dark blue to dark purple, and the [Evil Tengu·Nian Beast] on the real name frame also slowly melted, turning into [Zodiac Suppression of Evil·Nian Beast]

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(End of chapter)