Global Cards: I Create Oriental Mythical Card Groups

Chapter 92 [Sangmen Road Funeral Home], Brother Zongzi’s gluttonous feast

Peach Garden under the night, neon lights flashing.

Maybe it's because we live in a ghost town and need a sense of security all the time. People here always prefer light.

When night comes, I like to turn on all the lights in my house to dispel the shadows in my heart and light up the whole city.

"alright."

Looking at the landmark building [Zhuotao Ghost Tower] not far away, Bai Ziliang clapped his hands, stopped the carriage, and motioned for everyone to get off the sedan.

"Teacher Fan will be waiting for you here at five o'clock tomorrow morning. Don't be late."

After another reminder, he turned back to the carriage and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Where are you guys going?"

Sensing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Jiang Cha asked proactively.

"I have to go home first."

"Let's find a place to eat first."

"I'm going to the bathhouse to take a bath."

"Internet cafe accommodation, do you want to go with me?"

After hearing this, everyone immediately started talking to each other.

"Let me tell you, brothers, although there is no elimination tonight, you don't have to mess around like this."

Jiang Cha couldn't help but speak.

"Then where are you going?"

Chen Yuan asked with his arms folded.

"Of course we go to the night market to eat grilled squid."

Jiang Cha said with a smile, then trotted to the roadside, stopped a taxi with his hand, and headed straight to the night market.

"Then... to mark the year, I'm leaving too." Youyou whispered, "I haven't been home for a long time. I have to go and tell my family that I'm safe."

"Well, okay." Ji Nian nodded after hearing this.

After rejecting the proposal of several boys to go play together, I boarded the last bus that went directly to Sangmen Road.

There were either old ladies or old men in the car.

Under the erosion of Yin Qi for many years, his face is thin and looks like a skeleton, his body is stooped, and he coughs desperately from time to time.

The clothes he wears are also dark-colored old-style Kyushu clothes often used as shrouds.

It was quite scary to be in this dimly lit, rusty last bus.

"This city is really the underworld."

Ji Nianxin said, turning to look at Yingtai, who had his hands folded on his legs and a camera hanging around his neck. He was sitting beside him as if he were a primary school student on a spring outing. There was also a man who occupied two seats and fell on the seat with his head raised.

Brother Zongzi, who seemed to have slept to death, instantly felt more at ease.

This was the first time he went to the underworld without the protection of Master Qi.

Still somewhat guilty.

It's not that he doesn't trust these two partners, it's just that the sense of security brought by the Chinese God is too strong. Compared with the two, there will inevitably be a bit of a gap.

"Let's wait until we get to the place before summoning Master Qi. It's too expensive to maintain his existence."

Ji Nianxin said and began to close his eyes and rest his mind.

With his current level of mental strength, supporting three Kalings in battle is already the limit.

We can only let Master Ba come out next time when we [catch ghosts].

"Be civilized and courteous, and traffic flows smoothly. We have arrived at Sangmen Road, please get off the bus in an orderly manner."

After an unknown amount of time, a mechanical female voice sounded from the radio on the roof of the car.

Ji Nian suddenly opened his eyes, helped the trembling old man and old lady out of the car with one hand on the left and the other on the right.

The bus drove away quickly behind me, as if I didn't want to stay here for even half a second.

"Child, are you a card master?"

At this time, an old lady who was only a little over 1.4 meters tall and with a hunched back suddenly asked.

"Yes, grandma." Ji Nian replied politely.

Apart from being thick-faced, greedy for money, and a bit perverted, he is still a very good person.

"To the morgue?" The old lady's cloudy eyes moved and her tone was firm.

"Well, I want to go there." Ji Nian nodded.

"Come from out of town?" the old lady asked.

"native."

The old lady was silent for a long time after hearing this, and then continued:

"Son, take note of my mobile phone number and remember to send me a text message when you come out later. If I haven't received the message after a quarter of an hour, I will call the Card Printers Association."

"Thank you grandma."

Although I am relatively confident in my own strength, it is always good to have multiple insurances.

Thinking like this, Ji Nian took out his cell phone and wrote down the old lady's phone number.

Then he helped the old man go home.

"What a good boy."

Seeing this scene, Su Wen, who was hiding in the dark and guarding him silently, couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "He has talent, brains, acts decisively and fiercely, but has good intentions. How could we be suspicious of such a good child in the first place?"

Fan Lei, who was lying on his back on the roof, said nothing, staring at the stars on the dome with his dark eyes.

He suddenly remembered that when he and Bai Longfei were drinking tea in the tent that night, the other party hesitated several times, implying that there was a problem within the association.

"But the association is currently short of manpower. It's just me, the president, Lao Xie, and Lao Su who are responsible for the work."

"There must be no problem with Lao Xie. Lao Su doesn't have that kind of mind, and the president is even less likely..."

"It can't be me, right?"

After thinking about it for a while, Fan Lei felt that his CPU was about to explode.

"I don't really have Alzheimer's, do I?"

He scratched his black and white hair and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. He felt that his whole body was not well.

Seeing his appearance, Su Wen opened his mouth, but said nothing in the end.

At the same time, under the protection of Brother Zongzi and Yingtai, Ji Nian walked along the street for nearly a kilometer and finally saw an antique building.

This place looks like it has been abandoned for a long time. The unknown auspicious animals carved on the beams of the house are covered with dust, and the front glass curtain wall is also foggy, making it difficult to see the scene inside.

He raised his hand to peel off the [Danger, No Entry] note that was about to fall off, and used one arm to forcefully break down the iron railing hanging at the door.

Ji Nian pushed open the glass door, and the night wind rushed in, stirring up dust all over the floor.

After passing the front room where urns and the cemetery "sand table" are placed, what comes into view is a very spacious hall.

There are dozens or hundreds of canopy beds inside, and the hanging ash is thicker than the white cloth covering them.

"Yingtai, Brother Zongzi..."

Ji Nian called softly, turned his head, and saw Yingtai looking for the light with his camera. At the angle, Brother Zongzi disappeared.

After searching around, I found it lying happily on a canopy bed next to the door.

The corpse energy in the body also surged at a strange speed.

"Brother Zongzi..."

Just as he was halfway through talking about the chronology, a gust of fishy wind suddenly hit him.

Turning around, I saw that the outline of the originally flat canopy bed appeared at some point. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a human figure.

Brother Zongzi rushed over at this moment, grabbed the incoming withered claw with one hand, opened his mouth, and spit out evil energy like the light of a sword.

Seeing the attacker turn his head to dodge, it stretched out its sharp, knife-like fingers and latched onto his face.

A fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes, dragging him forward at a ghostly speed and throwing him heavily towards the corner.

There was only a "boom" sound, and the attacker's body was rotting and his face was full of pits, exploding on the spot.

All the corpse energy emitted was absorbed by Brother Zongzi.

Seeing this scene, Ji Nian couldn't help but his eyes moved slightly.

He quickly looked at the newly summoned Master Qi and patted Yingtai on the head to signal them not to take action.

This is a gluttonous feast unique to Zongzi Brother.

"It's just... didn't Lao Fan say that these ghosts are very stable? Why did they come out as soon as they saw me?"

At the same time, this question arose in Ji Nian's mind.

In troubled times, ghosts are rampant.

Gain the ability to return to immortality.

(End of chapter)