Global Cards: I Create Eastern Mythic Card Deck

The mountain used to set up the anchor point is actually very small.

There is only one way to the top.

Although it is very wide and relatively flat, with his arrangements, once outsiders come in, they will either continue to walk up and go straight to the top of the mountain, or they will be blocked by various strange things, making it difficult to come back down.

In this case, use [Red and White Collision], and the two teams will go up and down to trap the intruder on the mountainside.

I can't go up, and I can't come down.

Not only was he panicked, but he also felt "disgusted" about this dirty routine.

"Just thinking about it makes me feel emotional."

Recalling the scene at that time, Ji Nian once again showed an inappropriate smile.

He has led his team to practice this card [Red and White Collision] twice, and the Kalings are all very familiar with the specific process.

Needless to say, the starring roles such as Yingtai, Daiyu, and Zongzi Brother, even the seemingly unrelated Shangui, have also made "temporary guest appearances".

——In the match against King Ren, she was the "female ghost" who sat on the coffin and sang folk songs.

She is obviously a "goddess", but she usually looks like a "silly sweet girl", but at the critical moment, her appearance is worse than anyone else's.

A few simple lyrics, paired with suona music, are more atmospheric than the [Chu-Renmei exclusive bgm] produced by Ji Nian using a voice changer and a loudspeaker.

"He is a great talent." Ji Nian commented.

With the presence of these four generals, plus [Red and White Bumping Sha] as a trump card, it is not difficult to hold the ground if you come at a critical moment.

But Ji Nian was still a little worried, so he led a few Kalings up the mountain, and arranged a lot of "surprises" for Goldman Sachs with the materials "gifted" by others during this time.

How about reading more books?

There is a wealth of knowledge in the world, and Ji Nien can make a well-informed young card master like Goldman feel "fresh" by casually pulling out a few classic routines and traps from the stories of monsters.

"Friendship first, competition second."

"I think classmate Gao Sachs is also stumbling upon me right now."

"As the old saying goes, no disrespect comes back. I'm a person who 'emphasizes' feelings, and I will repay others' kindness even if they show me kindness."

"If someone makes three or five traps, if I don't make them dozens or hundreds of better ones, it's 'inferiority'."

Don't get me wrong, Ji Nian doesn't have any "phobia of lack of fire power", he is just a simple bad guy.

So I rolled up my arms and sleeves, and with the help of four Kalings, combined with the characteristics and terrain of this hill, I created a lot of interesting things, which I believe will definitely satisfy Goldman Sachs.

Then come to the top of the mountain.

This place is relatively flat, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Ji Nian stroked his chin, thought for a while, and decided to expand the [Duruo Mountain Ghost Temple].

Now this one is really too small.

"Open up!"

Ji Nian said, patting Brother Zongzi on the arm.

Old Zongzi, who originally thought he could hide in peace, immediately lowered his head and started carrying wood and stones with great efficiency.

Whether it's vigorous work or delicate work, you can do it with your hands, and this is the result of careful cultivation over the years.

"Mythical cards should be made by me, unyielding talent."

Ji Nian laughed and said, and then asked the "new woodworking expert" student Daiyu to make a rocking chair and coffee table for herself.

The mountain ghost knew about plants, so he asked her to pick some fresh and nourishing leaves and make tea - the supervisor was the most tiring and her throat was dry.

Yingtai is not idle either. Designing architectural drawings requires a lot of mental effort. It is not good to have no one to help with massage and relaxation. It is easy to lose hair when you get old.

"Try harder, look at how lazy you are."

Ji Nianpin sipped her tea, crossed her legs, and instructed Brother Zongzi to do this and that, and soon fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes in a daze, and a spacious and ancient temple suddenly burst into view.

Poor old Zongzi is leaning against the pillar to recover his corpse energy.

Building a house is much more tiring than a one-sided battle.

"Well done, Brother Zongzi, I will say that you are the most promising in our family."

Ji Nian leaned down and patted Brother Zongzi on the shoulder, not shying away from his kind words.

He values ​​​​fetters and has always been kind to Kaling.

"It's really good."

Pushing open the lacquered red wooden door and entering the small temple, the first thing that catches the eye is a lifelike stone sculpture.

A plaque with the four characters "Du Ruoshan Ghost" engraved on it hangs on this side.

This was all his previous design, but it was amplified by the mountain ghost.

In addition, Daiyu also used her exquisite craftsmanship to create a batch of "furniture", all of which are very designed.

Yingtai also made full use of his experience and wisdom gained from the game and made subtle adjustments to the small temple. The blind spots and secret passages were all made very professional.

Seeing that none of the four Kalings were lazy, but each performed his duties and worked hard, Ji Nian couldn't help but feel happy.

"It has to be me, who knows how to cultivate and educate!"

"Mythical cards can only be fully effective if they are in my hands."

Ji Nianxin said, checking it carefully again and adding some of his own designs.

Although there is a chance that Goldman Sachs will not make it here, he is a "kind-hearted" person. Maybe at that time, he will "soften his heart" and put the other party here.

In that case, it was not enough to rely on his four generals, mutated plants, wild beasts in the mountains, paper man coffins, bearers, suona team, and the mountain spirits and wild ghosts subdued by General Zeng. He had to arrange several more tricks.

After thinking for a long time, she didn't have any good ideas, so she asked Daiyu to make several more "spiritual energy gathering and launching devices" and fixed them at various locations in the small temple.

This is the last "surprise" left for Goldman Sachs.

"almost."

After doing all this, Ji Nian waved goodbye to the four Kalings.

Before leaving, don't forget to let the mountain ghost part with some of his divine power and spirituality, and spend it on [Mountain Ghost Spends Money].

Useful when capturing anchor points.

"Then I'll leave first. See you in a few days, everyone."

Ji Nian said, reaching out and patting Yingtai on the head.

As if she guessed that they would be apart for a while, this little girl had been clinging to his sleeve since he woke up.

Daiyu turned her head deliberately, pretending not to care, but every once in a while, she would steal a glance at him, her eyes full of reluctance.

The mountain ghost seems careless and careless, humming songs and playing with the "cat" leisurely, but from time to time he looks at the money hanging around his neck and smiles slyly.

Brother Zongzi was already "asleep" at this moment, and the hanging coffin hanging in the temple was shaking slightly.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ji Nian felt somewhat reluctant to give up, but he still went down the mountain without looking back.

"Is everything arranged?" At the entrance of the secret realm, Su Wen leaned on the transport vehicle, with a cigarette between his fingers, and asked with a smile.

"Yeah." Ji Nian nodded.

"Then go back." Su Wen said, flicking the cigarette butt away with his fingers, pulling open the car door, and leaving the secret realm with Ji Nian.

Under the familiar sign, Ji Nian took a deep breath of the cold air of Taoyuan, and took the bus back to Dushuo without making any further stops.

The city is getting colder and colder.

Ji Nian rubbed his hands, carried his luggage bag, and returned to the hotel to retreat and settle down.

Two or three days later, the finals finally arrived.

The Cheng Nian Beast came to the entrance of the Qingshan Secret Realm. Ji Nian looked at the familiar figure in the crowd and couldn't help but smile.

Xie Wenyuan, whose face turned slightly pale, also smiled and waved to him.

Although he knew that Sai Fang's back-up men were there and there was no need to worry about Ji Nian's safety, he still came.

After all, I still feel uneasy.

"Are you ready?"

The middle-aged referee with a slicked back hair rubbed his hands.

"Ready."

Ji Nian nodded solemnly.

"Then...from now on, the timer starts. The anchor point you want to attack is [Shijie Town]. There are three days in total."

After saying that, the middle-aged referee waved his hand, and someone immediately stepped forward and wrapped Ji Nian's eyes with a black ribbon that could block most of his perceptions in a short period of time.

Ji Niandeng immediately felt like he was plunged into a void of darkness.

Although it can be easily broken out, it will also destroy the black belt.

Realizing this, he sat down and waited quietly.

In the darkness, time seemed to pass very slowly.

After an unknown amount of time, the Zhenyuan Army soldiers standing by finally helped him untie the ribbon.

"The game begins." The warrior reminded in a low voice.

"Ah."

Ji Nian nodded and raised his hand to pull open the tarpaulin, only to see dark clouds and lingering rain outside.

The dark and lonely scroll of heaven and earth is slowly unfolding towards him.

The mountains and seas of trees are rushing and rustling in the wind and rain.

The pitifully small town stands between two mountains, as if it will be buried in darkness at any time.

In the dark, Ji Nian seemed to hear the weak chirping of insects hidden in the soil.

He slowly leaned down and dug out the poor little insect from the mud regardless of the dirt.

Hiding in the ground on rainy days is indeed a good idea.

It's just that the rain is dense and the wind is blowing, and this layer of soil is pressing on the body, which will only make the death worse and faster.

"I'm sorry, I'm not 'your' savior."

Ji Nianxin said as he fed the little insect, which looked like it would never survive, to the golden silkworm Gu.

Then, wearing a yellow robe and holding an ordinary nine-section bamboo stick, he walked alone in the rain, and stepped into the green mountains without looking back.