Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythical Card Groups

Chapter 220 [Red and White Collision] 3.0, Goldman Sachs lost (two-in-one)

"Strong man, strong man!"

The urgent call, with a hint of naivety, echoed in Goldman Sachs' ears.

He turned around to look and saw a ghost hidden among the trees, looking towards him.

"Liang Shanbo?"

Goldman Sachs held his painful forehead and glanced at him up and down: "Are you still 'alive'?"

"Marvin was anxious to get married. He couldn't find me for a while, so he left in a rage..."

Seeing Goldman's embarrassed look, Liang Shanbo said cautiously: "Did the strong man go to the [Du Ruoshan Ghost Temple]?"

"Yeah." Goldman Sachs said angrily.

"Hey, Shangui and Jiangzhu are both..."

"How dare a young man deceive his benefactor?" Liang Shanbo said sincerely.

Then there is [The Terracotta Warriors Protecting the Tomb of King Qian of Yuanxi].

"Audiohallucination..."

Goldman Sachs snorted coldly and continued: "Then tell me, what are the consequences of happiness and sorrow colliding?"

"Having this friendship is enough."

"The front is taller and the back is shorter than a long box..."

"That's true."

"You can build beautiful things in a cold window, but it's hard to achieve your ambitions just by leaving them alone."

After that, he took a long breath and looked at the ghost with a gloomy look: "I don't care whether you are an NPC derived from a card or a clone of the calendar. The rules of the field card are there, and you should provide me with help and guidance. "

Goldman Sachs adjusts the saddle to a height that suits him.

That creepy laughter sounded from the coffin.

At this time, a familiar call suddenly came to his ears.

"It's too dangerous to have happiness and sorrow collide. Brother Gao really doesn't have to take such risks for a lonely ghost like me."

As a result...it's all cheap.

"I am walking my dog ​​here..."

Goldman Sachs tilted his head, looking at the appearance of the longevity tree, he was stunned on the spot:

"The front is taller and the back is shorter than a long box..."

"Woo——"

The rather sharp sound of the suona sounded extremely heavy at this moment.

"Liang Shanbo?"

Due to the serious loss of blood energy, Goldman became a little tired after not pedaling for long.

From such a close distance, one can even clearly see the smile on the face of the paper man, the blush, and the scratches on the coffin.

There are two white gauze lamps in front of the sedan and three thousand paper silver ingots behind the sedan.

Liang Shanbo encouraged at the side.

"I call you Brother Liang, and it hurts you as if you were pierced by thousands of arrows."

Just thinking about it, he left the key and kept the motorcycle on so he could escape at any time.

When Liang Shanbo heard this, he raised three fingers and pointed at the sky.

"It's hard to change the fate of two people. How can we marry Ma Wencai?"

"It originally meant that you pulled the red rope to climb the magpie bridge. Unexpectedly, the magpie crowed before the crow did."

Goldman Sachs fell silent for a moment, saying nothing and only pedaling faster on the shared bicycle.

Once taken away, it cannot be brought back.

Instead of calling him "Strong Man" as before, he changed his name to "Brother Gao".

"The front is taller and the back is shorter than a long box."

"Strong man, please buckle this knob and then try to lift off the seat."

"Why should I guess riddles with you here? Talk in human language!"

Before Liang Shanbo could finish his words, he was interrupted by Goldman Sachs: "I've already been beaten, what's the use of your nonsense?"

In his mind, this place should have been looted, and Ma Wencai was sitting in a "blank" with an evil smile.

At this time, Liang Shanbo, who was guarding the door, suddenly spoke and bowed his hand to him.

He said to himself and sat on the ground.

Normally, as soon as Goldman Sachs obtains these materials, it should transform them into its own cards.

Goldman Sachs's lips moved, and he froze on the spot for a long time without saying anything.

"I thought I would ride in a sedan when I passed your door, but I didn't expect that I would come here wearing white clothes to pay my respects."

Goldman screamed subconsciously, took a few steps back, and hurriedly waved his knife to block, but only an afterimage passed by.

"You actually still tell me the truth..."

I heard an overwhelming sound of suona, and copper coins and paper money fell on me one after another.

Then he ordered the tomb protector to open the window, thinking of ventilating it first.

While singing, he pointed his fingers and shook his shoulders.

I was so anxious that I squatted there and studied for a long time, and I didn’t even know how to adjust the car seat.

[Fanjiang Fish Scale Armor] lost two pairs, and [Patterned Heart Diaolong Fire Gun] also lost three pieces.

Goldman Sachs closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Just like that bicycle.

Ordinary card masters have to spend a lot of time and energy to cultivate bonds, spirituality, and touch to strengthen their connection with the sea of ​​consciousness. It is not too difficult at all.

The next moment, there was a mountain breeze blowing.

Goldman Sachs asked coldly.

In fact, it's easy to say that these are all his own fault after all.

No matter how careless you are about dating, there is always a bottom line.

It has to be said that before Liang Shanbo disappeared, the sensational scene, which was not very good, really touched his heart.

"If you leave with black hair and leave with white hair, how can you be called Gaotang?"

"Isn't this just a coffin..."

The only regret is that even in the end, he failed to solve the riddle left by "Brother Liang".

This is also true.

He took out the hook and safety rope again and tried to fall from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain.

"Now at the top of the mountain, now on the mountainside, now at the bottom of the mountain..."

Goldman Sachs rubbed his chin, and a face full of sincerity suddenly flashed in his mind. It was like being poured cold water on his head, and a chill spread throughout his body.

"The front is taller and the back is shorter than a long box... So what exactly is it?"

only……

It was originally just a fresh idea, but I didn't expect it would be useful one day.

And this is the biggest problem.

After saying that, he raised his hand and turned out a gray framed vehicle card.

"A strong man should know that the Ma family and the Zhu family have made a marriage contract. As long as this contract exists, Yingtai and I will be strangers in the legal sense. We will collide in joy and sorrow, causing disasters of our own. But if...

"

He subconsciously said something, and after reacting, he immediately turned his head and saw Liang Shanbo floating behind him.

"Brother Xie Gao is willing to fulfill my marriage to Yingtai."

"We have a strong man to work with."

"The back is short and the front is tall and the box is long."

Soon after arriving at the bottom of the mountain, Goldman Sachs couldn't help but fall into deep thought when he looked at the iron house with a high front and a short back.

Two suona tunes, rising and falling, sounded in his ears at the same time. Goldman Sachs paused and slowly loosened the half-tied safety rope.

"Tell me, where is your funeral procession?"

It was obviously his first time riding a bicycle, but he still looked like a young man chasing the wind.

Seeing this scene, Goldman Sachs took a few deep breaths and felt a little heavy for some reason.

Seeing that the spirit team was less than ten meters away, it was about to crash into the iron house.

In just two or three days, it would be great to be able to modify the bone nails, and the rest can only be used directly.

To make the "material" take its own shape, you only need to make up a reasonable story.

"The coffin has arrived, and the soul has returned. Xiaosheng can only accompany Brother Gao to this point."

Goldman Sachs looked around, but still couldn't determine where the singing was coming from.

As honest and rough as ever.

"It didn't take long to climb up again..."

The calendar seemed a little helpless. If he kept writing like this, he would not be able to catch the first train back to Qingshan.

Countless paper money with round square holes passed through the tin roof and landed on his shoulders.

Without saying a word, Goldman Sachs climbed over the wall and rushed straight up the mountain.

"We say goodbye to each other in the mountain temple, but we have no chance to grow old together in this world."

He smelled the smell of corpses and decay hidden in the mountain wind.

But where can we go next?

The bride-to-be team seemed to be targeting him.

Since the funeral procession was at the bottom of the mountain, why did he go all the way to come up?

"I received two severe beatings in vain."

Just like what his brother knew from the ruins and often chanted: "If you are surrounded by an army, you must be surrounded, but if you are poor, don't force the enemy."

There are cracks in the border of the blue card with the bald old man on the cover.

"In the end, I still lost to Ji Nian."

A bone-piercing coldness rose from the soles of his feet and reached the top of his skull.

Yingtai and Daiyu are actually products of this kind of thinking.

"Is this...a hallucination caused by insufficient mental power and blood?"

"Brother Liang, you are so cruel."

He rented this card from the parking lot downstairs of the hotel for thirty yuan, covering half a year.

"Ma Wencai? What does this have to do with him?"

"Isn't the shape of this house in line with the saying that it is tall in front and short in back? Maybe Ma Wencai is here."

After a while, the team was left behind.

From the outside, it looks like a 24-meter shared bicycle with adjustable seats.

If you want to use it again, you must cultivate it mentally for a long time.

Although the card surface is a bit bleak, it hasn't suffered much damage, and it can hold up well to the scene.

"I just don't know where Marvin is..."

Goldman opened his eyes subconsciously, but only saw a heavy coffin.

"I barely believe you once."

Goldman Sachs was thinking about it until he tied a safety rope to his body.

"I thought people in Tiansui wanted a happy couple, but I didn't expect that the name was not marked in the marriage book."

"I don't care whether you are vain or not, just tell me what your 'life' is. There is so much nonsense."

"Chronicle..."

"..."

"Ma Wencai himself? Where is he now?"

A cold wind blows in the mountains, the sedan curtain rises, and the bride's lips move.

But at the corner, they ran into a bride-to-be team.

No matter where he goes, stick to him and follow him wherever he goes.

"Strong man, why don't we go in and take a look."

"Um."

"I can't get the marriage contract back. I just got a beating. I didn't even look at the marriage contract." Goldman Sachs was quite candid.

"That 'life' is tied to Ma Wencai."

Ever since he fell into this field, he has been counted on to death.

The saying "Materials never last" has been integrated into the blood of card makers since the dark card maker era that lasted for hundreds of years.

In the eyes of card makers, it is just a "part". In a professional term, it is "material".

"Woo——"

I just felt a huge dark wind coming from all directions of heaven and earth.

Liang Zhu gathered together without him leading the way.

"Then I will record the entire reunion between you two..." Goldman Sachs paused slightly.

Subconsciously, he turned around and saw the bridegroom, who was wearing a bloody robe and hanging red flowers on his front, looking at him with a smile. His face suddenly changed and he suddenly waved his sword...

Others say "it's easier to go up the mountain than it is to go down the mountain", but he went down the mountain faster, much easier than when he came.

When Liang Shanbo heard this, he fell into melancholy. He looked up to the sky and sang softly: "I only thought that two hearts would make a couple. Who knew that it would be difficult to marry Zhu Yingtai in this life? I am full of sorrow and anger and have nowhere to complain... Infinite joy turns into ashes!"

Goldman, who was born into a wealthy family, drove a customized children's electric car when he was a child. When he was older, he drove a home-made sports car. He basically had no chance to touch bicycles.

Zhi Zha Pu leads the paper flower horse and moves forward slowly step by step.

This card is far less cool than the hoverbike.

The sound of sadness is suddenly near and far away, sometimes it seems close to the ears, sometimes it seems far away in the horizon.

They are already the luckiest group.

"If I don't see Brother Liang and see the tomb, I will cry out to the sky and the earth will mourn."

Suona, rely on the leader, and the servants follow.

Now there is no room for turning around.

"ah."

"Ahem!"

The song that sounded like a reminder was always echoing in his ears:

"Brother Liang, you are so young and cruel..."

You can identify people with just one key.

He immediately consumed part of his mental energy, recited the card's true name, and forcibly recalled the bald old man's natal magical weapon: [Black Wind Evil Arm Bone Nail], holding it firmly in his hand.

It’s not that he was very moved, but he had only had his brother by his side since he was a child and had few friends. He had never seen such a scene before, and it was quite strange.

A cry and singing suddenly rang out between heaven and earth, which made people feel sad and frightened when they heard it.

Liang Shanbo replied: "A narrow escape from death."

Now that things have come to this, he only blames himself for not making up the story so quickly. As for the chronology...

"Brother Liang!"

What really made him uncomfortable was the motorcycle.

There is no so-called "bond" at all.

Perhaps due to an illusion, he always felt that the "driving experience" of this shared bicycle was better than that of a hoverbike.

Goldman Sachs said in a deep voice, stepping on the pedals, pounding and turning, with natural movements.

During this process, nothing unusual happened.

"It's over."

"Then why do you say that my protection money was smashed by that Ma Wencai's copper plate?"

What followed was a cold, damp, white and gray fog.

Liang Shanbo looked at him steadily and said: "Down the mountain."

"Woo——"

Unfortunately, time is limited, and not everyone has the ability to keep track of time, and their brains are comparable to a mythological knowledge base.

It usually runs smoothly, but in critical moments, it tends to fall out of control.

Just accumulating it won't have much effect, you also need to supplement it with high-quality materials of the same category.

Goldman Sachs coughed twice subconsciously.

As Liang Shanbo, I made some remarks from the side.

"The collision of happiness and mourning is a very evil situation, and there may be disaster." Liang Shanbo put his hands on his knees and answered honestly.

"Can you let go of your relatives, friends, elders, and classmates?"

This card was made by himself. It is connected to the sea of ​​consciousness and can be recalled.

It's a pity that he overestimated the quality of the calendar and underestimated Kaling's determination to protect the card maker to the death.

Fortunately, Goldman Sachs reacted quickly enough, turned over nimbly, and quickly put away the bicycle.

"I……"

The sedan chair is dark red and looks like a coffin.

The voice was extremely cold, as if a gust of cold wind was blowing from the back of his neck, making Goldman tremble.

But as the saying goes, you must be on guard against others.

Listening to the singing that was getting closer and closer, he gritted his teeth and pedaled with all his strength.

After looking at the cards in my hand, it turns out that Blood Core Kao is in good condition and can be used as a bodyguard.

But that's what bicycles are like.

"Happiness and mourning..."

Except for the collapse of half of the iron house, the other layout is the same as before.

"Ma Wencai does have some money to protect himself, and Xiaosheng is absolutely telling the truth!"

The two symptoms struck at the same time, and Goldman Sachs really couldn't hold on.

When he came back to his senses, there was no trace of the groom anywhere. Only Liang Shanbo, who was full of concern, was standing by the door, motionless.

But now, everything is normal.

No matter what happens, there are still experienced people guarding him outside. With his strength as a blue four-star leader, he won't miss the motorcycle, right?

"Even if I lose the cards in my hand and go to the river to find a fish, I will smash his head in!"

Goldman Sachs gritted his teeth and raised his hand to turn over several cards.

Swallowing, he held a long knife in one hand and a bone nail in the other. Under the protection of the Blood Flower King and the five tomb-protecting figurines, he kicked open the twisted door.

This so-called hoverbike is an industrial creation based on the card technology tree and is inherently devoid of spirituality.

"How do you adjust this car seat..."

After briefly adjusting his mood, he turned to look out the window and saw a black coffin with the words "Fu" and "Longevity" written in red pen slowly emerging from the white mist.

"well."

After saying that, it turned into white smoke and drifted away.

Goldman Sachs pressed his temples, which were throbbing slightly, and sat on the chair that had not been smashed yet, with a soft buzzing in his ears.

Therefore, after a card maker gets a good material, he will often immediately come up with a story that suits his style and characteristics and turn it into his own card.

After humbling and chatting all the way, Goldman Sachs has somewhat improved its trust in "Liang Shanbo".

"If we really can't get the marriage contract, we can also find Ma Wencai himself and ask him to unilaterally tear up the contract. This can also dispel the evil spirit."

As for the rest…

This surprised him quite a bit.

"Brother Gao."

My body is like a lonely boat in the stormy waves, capsized at any time.

【Circle of the Dead in Cataclysm】Not to mention, being burned and poked by Brother Zongzi, his roots were damaged.

Looking at the half-shattered tin house in front of him, Goldman Sachs also flashed a hint of relief in his eyes.

I’ve never seen it before, everything is new.

"How the hell did you get so many dramas? Let's get down to business!" Goldman interrupted sharply.

This was the tent he built after it was burned by corpse poison. It should be a very regular rectangular shape.

"Liang Shanbo, Ma Wencai."

This behavior is also called "shuffling."

But now... half of it was crushed by an uprooted tree.

Goldman Sachs, who was almost exhausted, finally realized the truth.

Goldman Sachs shook his head and felt that the whole world turned into black, white and gray.

"Then there is still a one-tenth chance of winning. Tell me, what is your life like?" Goldman Sachs' eyes lit up.

He subconsciously turned the front of the car and kicked his feet violently.

"Uh." Liang Shanbo reorganized his words after hearing this: "The strong man may have misunderstood. The 'nine' mentioned by the young man is an imaginary number..."

"Leaving without leaving anyone alone makes Yingtai's heart heavy."

Liang Shanbo chuckled and landed on the back seat, weightless, like a gust of wind.

The [Human Refining Pill and Medicine Pestle], [Qian Wangling’s Silver-lined Bronze Clothes], and [Black Wind Bronze Bell] were all things he had recently acquired.

Plop! Plop! Plop!!!

Under extreme tension, his heartbeat gradually became faster. Goldman Sachs took a deep breath, let a few Kalings enter the room first, and then moved slowly while he was in the middle.

Goldman Sachs slowly closed his eyes.

Goldman Sachs gritted his teeth and couldn't help but feel angry when he thought of the equipment that had been taken away.

He had tried his best and had nothing to say even if he lost, so he naturally felt a little relaxed.

"Originally, I meant that you came to meet Shengxiao on horseback, but unexpectedly, your soul returned to Naihe Bridge overnight."

In the eyes of ordinary card masters, it is an equipment card that is urgently needed to establish a spiritual feel and strengthen the connection with the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Thank you."

The joy brought by the freshness and sense of achievement dissipated the fatigue on the face in just a moment.

"Where did you go wrong?"

"Under the mountain..."

"Brother Gao!"

"Hehehe."

"Okay, that's so good."

At this moment, Goldman Sachs understood everything.

Just like teaching him to adjust the bicycle seat before, Mr. Ji, who was lying down, was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see him regret it, so he took the initiative to announce the answer to the puzzle...

Goldman Sachs, defeated.

(End of chapter)