Global Cards: I Create the Oriental Mythology Card Group

By this time the rain had stopped, but it was still terribly dark, and the visibility was as low as at night.

Occasionally, the thunder and light will be extinguished, accompanied by pedestrians passing by in a hurry, it really feels a bit bleak.

Ji Nian was riding the Nian beast, feeling heavy in his heart, and couldn't help but look up at the sky, but there was nothing above it except for the black clouds like fish scales.

Even the most birds on weekdays returned to their nests early.

After all, in such a city, if the wings get wet by the rain and fall to the ground without being able to fly, it is easy to be picked up by the sixth child, roasted and eaten.

In such extreme weather, not only small animals are dangerous, but even pedestrians are not safe.

Due to the disturbance of the magnetic field, the ghosts and ghosts hiding in various parts of the city came out one after another.

In that extremely low visibility, you can't even tell which is a human and which is a ghost.

I don't bother to distinguish the year, I only care about galloping through the year.

Along the way, the mountain ghost spends money to mobilize continuously, destroying countless little ghosts and demons who were waiting for the opportunity.

"Gray board materials that are not worth a few dollars." But Ji Nian still picked them up.

In this way all the way back to the hotel.

After simply tidying up the year, I started to make cards.

Regarding the plug-in of [Red and White Collision], he has already made plans, that is the part of [Death of Daiyu].

In fact, many people say that this part was not created by Cao Gong.

But as long as its legendary and mythic qualities are in place, and it can be connected with these good cards in Ji Nian's hand, it will be a good story material.

Since it is just a plug-in and a small field card, there is no need to prepare any additional materials for the Chronicle.

As a "genius in Taoyuan", he always has everything needed for the funeral.

What kind of coffin (the coffin made of Chongyin incense that Brother Zongzi doesn’t use), lantern (I got it in the old house of Gu’s family, and I planned to hang it in the toilet, but it’s too ugly), wreath (made by the mountain ghost, I originally planned to exchange it for money) ...

All good.

It is enough to send off masters of the level of Lao Fan, Lao Xie, and Lao Su.

And it's still pretty.

"Isn't this going to come in handy?"

Ji Nian smiled, called Brother Zongzi out to protect the Dharma, and then sat down cross-legged, his consciousness soared, and soon reached the sea of ​​consciousness.

But what he didn't know was that the moment he closed his eyes, Brother Zongzi gently pushed open the coffin lid and turned out of the hanging coffin.

Then he jumped to the window, opened the curtains with a slightly stiff movement, and looked at the long sky through the window of the room that occupied one wall.

Looking at the branch-shaped purple-black thunder that pierced the sky from time to time, it couldn't help but move slightly, a cold and hard face revealing unspeakable longing and excitement.

Worse than seeing raw blood.

"Ho ho."

A dry call came from its dry throat, and a strong will was fed back to the sea of ​​consciousness.

It is calling the big brother at home.

The next moment, a ray of dark blue and purple light flew out from between Ji Nian's eyebrows, and Qi Ye slowly emerged.

After a gentle smile, he waved his hands, signaling Xiao Zongzi to do what he wanted to do, and he would take care of him here.

Seeing this, Brother Zongzi gave two joyful "ho ho"s to show his gratitude, opened the window, and flashed out in a few vertical jumps.

"rustle……"

The cold and fine rain took the opportunity to break in.

Seeing this, Qi Ye shook his head slightly, and stepped forward to close the window.

Then he didn't practice as usual, he just stood by the window, looking at the sky, his eyes were bright and dignified.

At the same time, in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The annals is in the process of [addition of information].

Because as early as when Daiyu was created, he injected all the information.

Therefore, until now, it only takes a few strokes to pass the review:

[In this year, the two major backers of Jia's mansion collapsed one after another, Baoyu went mad, and Jia Zheng was released from the grain road. 】

[In its heyday, the Jia family, like a raging fire cooking oil and blooming like a brocade, seemed to have come to the end. The formerly festive and lively Grand View Garden was shrouded in haze all day long. 】

[On the second day of February, in order to celebrate Baoyu, Jia's mother discussed with Jia Zheng, Mrs. Wang, Wang Xifeng and others that they would use the "transfer plan" to fulfill the "golden and jade marriage". 】

[On the fourth day of the lunar new year, when Daiyu learned about this, she became very anxious and joined Baoyu in meditation for the last time. 】

[During this period, Daiyu asked: "Baoyu, why are you sick?" Jia Baoyu replied: "I'm sick because of Miss Lin.\