System: Card drawing in progress

The background of the card [Impermanence] is also very interesting. The background of [Idol Singer] Lin Chuxia is a grand stage, the background of [Painter] Shi Nianyi is a studio with various paintings hanging on the wall, the background of [Mermaid] Mo Ying is a scene in the sea, and the background of [Mirror] Mirror is various mirrors with palaces, fairy mountains, and lakes in the mirrors...

[Impermanence] Zhong Muming is a person who likes white, a white shirt, white pants, white shoes, short black hair, and black square-framed glasses. He has a very scholarly air and a handsome appearance. He looks like a gentleman as gentle as jade. He holds a book in his hand and looks up at the outside of the card with a smile on his face.

The background is completely different, and there is a sense of weirdness.

The illusory Zhong Muming is behind the Zhong Muming in white. The illusory one is just the opposite of the white one. He likes black and wears a black suit with blood-colored patterns on it. He has long black hair tied up with a red belt, black boots, and a black jade pendant hanging around his waist.

When you get closer, you can see the word "Impermanence" on the jade pendant. He also has a smile on his face, but unlike Zhong Muming in white, his smile is wanton and frivolous, with a hint of evil, and his eyes are deep.

Just looking at him makes people feel heavy-hearted, as if he is a lawless madman who might do anything incomprehensible.

There were black chains wrapped around his arms, and white round paper money with square holes was floating in the air and falling down. Behind him was a scorched earth. In the corner beside him were paper people, paper horses, paper villas, and paper gold ingots.

“This background is amazing, it feels eerie just looking at it, and it gives me that Chinese horror vibe.

What's going on with this Zhong Muming? Two souls in one body? Split personality? Or is the Zhong Muming in white just an appearance, and the Zhong Muming in black is the real him?

Ah, my head hurts just thinking about it. It’s just a short card, but it contains so much information.

Anyway, I have my first male character card.

Hmm? Wait, there seems to be a line of notes behind the panel. The words are so small, do you want people to see them? It's really eye-straining."

Looking closer, Chi Yu's mouth twitched and she fell weakly on the bed. She knew that she couldn't have such good luck. There was indeed a pit, and it seemed that she had dug this pit herself.

Sitting up in shock from his dying illness:

"No, I don't have the talent of a crow's mouth, let alone advanced talents like the Word Spirit. How could it come true? What a sin!"

The hole she dug ended up burying herself.

Note: Because cult members love blood sacrifices and suck human blood and vitality, causing a large number of human deaths, this has increased Wuchang's workload, so that Wuchang's favorability towards such people has dropped to negative numbers. If he meets them, he will hunt them down. Please be aware of this.

Chi Yu read it several times without giving up, but there was still no change in these lines of words. Oh my god, this means that he didn't receive the sacrificial life, so he planned to kill him personally?

What is the job of Wuchang? To guide the dead souls?

Oh, there were so many things she was curious about. This unprecedented curiosity made her so impatient to start acting.

I suppressed my impatience and checked my phone. There was no work, no calls, and no messages. In that case, let’s start the role play.

Just a gentle touch, and when you wake up again, the world has changed.

Qingcheng.

In the Red and White Alley of Elm Street, it was raining and snowing, the ground was wet, and the temperature was so low that the breath people exhaled was filled with white mist.

This alley is quite old and seems rather decrepit. It is full of businesses dealing with corpses. It is quite remote and most people consider it unlucky, so many shops in this alley are still vacant.

As we walked along the way, there were surprisingly few people and the area was sparsely populated. We let the raindrops fall on our umbrellas, making the "drip-drip" sound, giving us the illusion that we were the only one in the world.

The coolness and chill penetrated into people's hearts. Shang Huachuan turned around and looked at the man and woman following behind him. All the emotions in his heart disappeared. He knew that it was caused by thinking too much.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He walked to the end of the alley. There was a shop here that also did funerals. The door of the shop was ajar but not closed.

The style of the shop is consistent with the whole street, simple and old, and the name is quite interesting, called "The Other Shore".

The name was similar to that of a flower he had seen in a book. The flower was called Red Spider Lily, and it bloomed on the road to the underworld.

The three of them looked at each other for a long time, affected by the atmosphere. Along the way, not only were there few people, but they didn't meet a single living person.

All the shops along the street were closed except for this one shop, whose door was not closed tightly. All the horror movies I had seen as a child came to my mind, and the more I thought about it, the scarier I became.

It was still a rainy day. Although it was daytime, the weather was gloomy and the brightness was almost the same as in the evening.

Shang Huayang took the lead and said:

"Let me do it. I used to be a sports student, I have a lot of temper, and I'm not afraid of those ghosts and gods."

The tone of his voice when he said this was not very firm, and even sounded a little guilty. It was obvious that he was still afraid.

Shang Huachuan ignored his brother who was showing off, walked towards the door, pushed it open gently, put the umbrella at the door, stomped his feet, and made sure his feet were not too wet before walking in.

As soon as I entered the door, I felt a temperature that was completely different from outside. It was a little warmer, and it made my almost frozen body feel warm.

He also saw the owner of the shop, a man who was very different from what he had imagined. In Shang Huachuan's opinion, he thought that he was a very handsome and elegant man who should be holding a book in a school classroom, not in a funeral shop on the street.

He seemed to prefer white. The cotton jacket he wore was also white, as was his inner wear, pants, and shoes. The moment the door opened, he looked towards Shang Huachuan.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. After all, there were few people who would come to the funeral shop during the Chinese New Year. It might take more than ten years to see one.

"Hello, are you in the wrong place? This place is not very auspicious."

The shop owner said it was unlucky, which was still a good thing to hear. Most people would say it was unlucky and they dared not get involved with it at all.

“You’ve come to the right place.”

After the trance, Shang Huachuan reacted. He had already felt the pushing force coming from behind him, so he took a few steps forward and made way for the door.

Zhong Muming looked at the three people standing at the door, two boys and one girl. They looked young and a bit immature, about fifteen or sixteen years old. The two boys looked almost identical, probably twins, and the girl was also a little similar.

They look the same but have different temperaments. People who know them well can easily tell them apart. One wears glasses, looks bookish, and looks quiet and introverted, while the other looks more energetic and extroverted.