Nightmare Card House

Not long after the call was hung up, Mu Yuxin also called.

As soon as she answered the phone, Mu Yuxin came over and asked, "Fang Tian, ​​Xue Ying is dead, was it you?"

"Since you called me to ask me, does that mean it wasn't you?"

Fang Tian asked lazily.

Mu Yuxin on the other end of the phone shook her head repeatedly, patted her chest, and said with a relieved look, "It would be great if it weren't for you. We're going to be in trouble now. Grandpa was very angry about this matter and said he wanted to investigate thoroughly. The person who took action, by the way, where are you now? Why can’t I find you?”

"The hotel I just left."

"It's best to go." Although Xue Ying's death had nothing to do with them, Mu Yuxin still felt guilty. She whispered, "Fang Tian, ​​don't come back these days. Just stay here." Stay in the card hall to avoid the limelight, and I will come find you when things here are over."

"Well," Fang Tian hummed softly, thinking that was good, so he asked, "Do you know who did this?"

"I have no clue at all. When I first heard about it, I thought it was you who did it. Grandpa thought it was someone who killed people in order to get coins from the ancient empire. But from my sister's point of view, it might be people from the Truth Society who did it. They have been I guess it may be a conflict of interest that opposes our marriage with the Xue family. My sister doesn't talk to me about these things."

Mu Yuxin paused, suddenly laughed, and said: "Now that Xue Ying is dead, my sister will no longer have to marry that disgusting man. Fang Tian, ​​you have another chance! I will help you be your wingman!"

"No need."

Fang Tian said and hung up the phone.

Thinking of the previous scene when he saw Mu Yuqian in the back garden, he seemed to be vaguely aware of something.

"Could it be..."

…

By the time Fang Tian returned to the card hall, it was already the early morning of the next day.

This time of day is always the time when the card gallery has the least number of people.

Chike was sitting on a table bored, flipping through a card book. When he saw Fang Tian coming back, he waved his hand to Fang Tian and said, "Why are you back so soon? Look at you. Did you not have enough fun? Or did you encounter some trouble and was kicked back by Heather? "

"It is true that something happened, so I rushed back as soon as possible, but I let you down, and it has nothing to do with Heather." Fang Tian had no intention of joking, he said, "Some things need to be closed down. If Chen Yu comes, tell me. "

Chike shrugged and said casually. "No problem, I'll take care of it, boss."

"By the way, do you recognize this?" Fang Tian said, turning over a card.

"Oh, well..."

Chike casually glanced at the ancient empire coin on the card, then spread his hands and said: "I don't know, I can't recognize it at all, Fang Tian, ​​I can't tell it just like this. At least the outer seal must be destroyed." How can I judge something, or can you give me a hint?"

"Well, to give you a hint, someone is willing to buy this coin for one million points."

Chike became interested and looked at the coin, "Yeah, it seems very interesting."

"Okay." Fang Tian put away the cards. Although he didn't sleep all night, his energy was very good. He couldn't wait to see what secrets this coin hidden.

Chike seemed to be very interested and followed Fang Tian back to the room.

Back in the room, Fang Tian raised his hand, and the cards once again formed the shape of coins in mid-air.

After pouring spiritual power into it, the coin shook slightly in mid-air, emitting a faint red light.

Fang Tian's eyelids twitched.

It responds to psychic powers!

Drawn by spiritual power, the coin was suspended in mid-air.

Under the gazes of Fang Tian and Chike, a shadow gradually appeared on one side of the coin.

A reflection of a demon.

"Wow."

Looking at this phantom, Chike suddenly marveled and showed an astonishing expression.

After stopping the infusion of spiritual power, the coin returned to its original shape and fell into Fang Tian's hand again, and the demon's shadow on the back also disappeared.

"What's this?"

Fang Tian asked.

"I don't know." Chike put away his expression, then spread his hands, "At least I haven't seen any similar cards. Maybe it's a specialty of this realm."

specialty?

This strange adjective made Fang Tian stunned for a full second.

"I just have to say that your luck is pretty good. You can tell from the energy attached to this coin that it is not an ordinary object. You can find such a weird thing just by going out. Tsk tsk tsk..." With that said, Chike sighed to himself again.

Even Chik doesn't know what this destiny is used for. Is this coin a unique product of this world?

Fang Tian picked up the coin and looked at it in his palm.

It's worth 1 million points, so it should have some special function.

Um? Should we ask Tom and his friends to see if we can get some information from them?

The ancient empire coin melted into a card again in Fang Tian's hand and was included in the emblem on his palm.

Then, a second card appeared in Fang Tian's palm.

An ancient altar that looks to have been around for some time.

"What is this? Is it also a specialty?" Chike's expression was a little strange.

I went out for a trip and brought back a lot of specialties when I came back.

"So you don't recognize this thing?"

"I don't recognize it. I'm not in your realm. It's normal that I don't understand these things." Chike was a little uninterested. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, study it slowly. There are things outside. Someone summoned me. I'll go out and take a look."

Fang Tian felt that Chike was becoming more and more unreliable. It seemed that he had to rely on himself to figure out the function of this ancient altar.

Thinking about it, Fang Tian pinched the dark card in his palm.

The next moment, Fang Tian appeared in the card space.

The vitality of the three evil spirits was amazing. Although they had absorbed a lot of resentful spirits, they continued to struggle and tried to tear off the resentful power absorbed on their bodies. However, as soon as one was torn off, a new resentful spirit pounced on them.

Fang Tian held the ancient altar he found in the small room before.

The two are definitely related.

But how can this altar be used to control these resentful spirits?

Is it mental power?

Thinking, Fang Tian tried to inject mental power into the altar in his hand.

The source of everything started from the spiritual power, and this guess was not wrong.

But Fang Tian did not expect that as soon as he urged the spiritual power to be injected into the jar, the jar suddenly shook in his palm.