Folk Card Maker: Starting from Painted Skin

The Painted Skin painted itself so vividly that even Zhang Jingtian was surprised.

Sensing Zhang Jingtian's gaze, the Painted Skin actually stared at Zhang Jingtian with the anticipation of a young girl.

Was this an invitation for him to comment on her painting?

"It's very beautiful. I almost didn't recognize that it was me."

Zhang Jingtian said very seriously.

However, the Painted Skin shook her head and pointed to her own eyes.

Zhang Jingtian tried hard to think for a moment, and finally realized:

"Are you saying, this is the me in your eyes?"

This answer finally made the Painted Skin reveal a playful smile.

Obviously, this answer satisfied the Painted Skin.

"So I'm so handsome in your eyes." Zhang Jingtian couldn't help but hum a song: "Alright, I have to go to school."

When Zhang Jingtian walked to the entrance of the residential area, he heard the security guard at the entrance suggest to him in a very gentle tone: "This resident, actually, you can put away your heroic spirit card."

"Letting her stay outside for a long time is actually not good for her."

Zhang Jingtian suddenly realized that he hadn't remembered that heroic spirits could usually be returned to the card.

When a heroic spirit is outside, even if it is not fighting, it will consume the card maker's mental power.

Only when the card maker's mental power is sufficient can the heroic spirit stay by their side for a long time.

No wonder Zhang Jingtian found that the passers-by were avoiding him all the way here.

Even the old men and women who greeted him every day were much quieter today.

It turned out they were scared by the Painted Skin!

But Zhang Jingtian thought that the Painted Skin was obviously very beautiful, except for her feet being suspended in the air and a ghost mask hidden behind her hair.

"Then you should rest first!"

As soon as he got on the bus, the students' eyes focused on Zhang Jingtian.

"Jingtian, I heard that your residential area was attacked by the Scourge Legion yesterday? Are you okay?"

"That's right, Jingtian, you're not even a card maker. If you really encounter those ghosts, you won't be able to survive!"

The person who spoke was Zhang Jingtian's classmate. He had already been a reserve card maker last year, and he usually liked to ridicule classmates who had not yet been able to make cards.

Although everyone was dissatisfied with him, they didn't dare to show it.

Who told him to be a card maker!

"I also heard that a very young card maker solved the monster that attacked your residential area yesterday. Tell me, how can the gap between people be so big!"

Everyone's interest in the card maker was strong, and they immediately forgot about Zhang Jingtian and began to discuss this mysterious young card maker.

"My aunt is from this residential area. She told me that the person is very young, probably as old as me!"

"So young? Could it be from our school?"

"Definitely not. Our school is in Lidu Water City. Isn't Zhang Jingtian the only one?"

"Moreover, she also said that the ghost was of blue quality, but it was easily solved by the card maker's heroic spirit!"

"No way, what heroic spirit is so powerful!"

"Why is it that at the same age, some people can already deal with blue-quality monsters, while I can't even make a single card!"

"That's right, that heroic spirit seems to be very beautiful! Tsk tsk tsk, I really want to meet her!"

The students on the school bus were talking a lot, and their words were full of envy for the mysterious young card maker.

But Zhang Jingtian smiled after hearing this.

For high-level card makers, they will indeed hide a trump card and not expose it.

But for reserve card makers like Zhang Jingtian, it is impossible to keep the first card a secret.

The mocking faces of those people just now were still vivid in his mind, and Zhang Jingtian was not a good-tempered person.

Since he had the opportunity to slap them in the face, how could he miss it?

So Zhang Jingtian directly snapped his fingers and summoned the Painted Skin.

In an instant, the originally lively carriage instantly fell into dead silence.

The gloomy aura that the Painted Skin brought with her appearance made everyone quiet down at this moment.

They instinctively felt fear.

Then Zhang Jingtian walked to the classmate who took the lead in mocking him and asked aggressively: "Is she the heroic spirit you are talking about?"

That classmate's face turned dark. He never expected that Zhang Jingtian would slap him in the face in public.

Especially since the former Zhang Jingtian could only be a gray and cowardly person after being mocked by him every time.

But now, this guy is actually going to turn the world upside down, which he absolutely cannot tolerate.

He immediately summoned his own heroic spirit.

The students on the bus were all dumbfounded, only the school bus driver was driving calmly.

It seemed that the noise in the carriage had nothing to do with him.

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A monster with a pig's head appeared, exuding a stench.

However, it was only of white quality.

Regardless of level, it could not be the opponent of the blue-quality Painted Skin.

The Painted Skin lightly dodged the pig's head's attack, and then instantly appeared behind the pig's head, her nails like flying knives, cutting off the pig's head.

A puff of white smoke rose, and the pig-headed monster was killed by the Painted Skin.

Next, that classmate would have to wait three days before he could summon the heroic spirit again.

Zhang Jingtian smiled: "Your heroic spirit is too weak."

The classmate's eyes widened, but he couldn't refute a word.

Because Zhang Jingtian was not wrong, his heroic spirit was too weak in front of the Painted Skin.

The identities of the two were reversed, and the one who often bullied others knew the pain of being bullied even more clearly.

He directly knelt on the ground and begged Zhang Jingtian for mercy:

"I'm sorry, Brother Zhang!"

"I, I didn't do it on purpose!"

"If I had known earlier that you, you were already a reserve card maker, I would never have offended you!"

Zhang Jingtian didn't want to argue with the other party, it was good to vent his anger.

"Well, don't mock others in the future, be careful of being slapped in the face again!"

"Yes, yes, Brother Zhang is right!"

This little episode ended, and the conscientious school bus driver opened his mouth and said: "You two, you just destroyed 9 of my defensive spell cards, a total of 45,000 points, settle it."

No wonder the school bus was still intact when the Painted Skin and the pig's head were fighting.

It turned out that spell cards were pasted all over the body.

Zhang Jingtian immediately turned his head to look at the classmate on the ground.

The other party understood, although it was painful, he still said: "This money, I, I will pay it!"

......

At the school gate, several head teachers of the third year of high school stayed here.

Among them were also their director of education and vice principal.

Seeing this battle, everyone realized that the school had called them back, not to urge them to study hard.

It must be related to yesterday's incident.

The director of education came out and said concisely:

"Zhang Jingtian from the ordinary class, Luo Shasha and Xu Qiang from the fast class, the three of you come out for a moment."

"Everyone else, go back to the classroom."