Global Cards: I Create Eastern Mythic Card Deck

The night is foggy and cold, and it rains continuously.

Ji Nian stood in front of the gate of the Gu family's old house, raised his head slightly, and looked at the two lanterns hanging at the head of the door.

Over time, the lamp body has become somewhat rotten, but a vague model of a human head can still be seen.

The most eye-catching thing is the light source inside.

It has obviously been a hundred years, and no matter how flame-resistant the materials are, they should be exhausted.

But under the wind and rain, it stubbornly released little blood-red glimmers.

"It's a good thing, take it back and use it as a night light."

Adhering to the principle of "a wild goose plucking its feathers", Ji Nian would like to say something.

Yingtai then bent her two thin legs, exerted her strength in an instant, and took off the two lamps lightly like a flying bird.

But the two lanterns were slowly turning at this moment, and the blood-colored light source covered by the lamp body exploded instantly as if it had been filled with fuel.

Two grimacing faces filled with distortion, pain, madness, and ferociousness appeared.

But before it lasted half a second, he was scattered by Master Ba.

Ji Nian took out a blank card from his pocket and sealed it, and obtained two item materials named [Human Head Lantern].

Gray quality can be exchanged for a handful of mutton skewers and two bottles of beer.

"It's better to take it back and hang it on the toilet door."

Ji Nian thought and put the card away, then reached out and tore off the seal that was somewhat damaged by the wind and rain.

As for the dark golden lock with the unknown beast engraved on it, it can be easily solved.

Only halfway through the chronological incantation, the mountain ghost spent money to split a ray of purple electricity and break it directly.

Raising his hand to open the door, a gust of cold wind suddenly hit his face, making his hair stand on end and making his hair stand on end.

Even with bronze-level mental protection, he still felt a strong sense of depression the moment he stepped into the courtyard.

He raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was 10:30 in the evening, which was the time when the Yin aura was strongest.

If the person standing here was an ordinary person, he wouldn't even need to see anything from the underworld. The negative emotions brought about by the yin aura would be enough to drive him crazy.

Ji Nian didn’t feel any particular discomfort, just quite stressed.

The aura intensity of this underworld place is at least ten times that of the Sangmen Road Funeral Home.

And through the feedback from the Consciousness Sea, he vaguely realized that this place had a certain suppressive effect on Yingtai.

If she hadn't been in the [Studying with Sword] state at the moment instead of the [Red and White Makeup] state, I'm afraid her state would have been greatly reduced.

"Does it have a suppressive effect on [marriage] units?"

Ji Nian is very keenly aware of the characteristics of [Gu's old house].

So he decisively took back Yingtai and summoned Brother Zongzi.

There was only a muffled sound, and the heavy Yin-scented fir coffin was smashed into the courtyard. The rich corpse energy that escaped along the cracks dissipated the lingering Yin energy in just a moment.

Brother Zongzi immediately opened the coffin, skillfully pulled out the flower feathers from inside, and put them on his head.

This is probably the most played day since it came out.

He was clearly lying in the coffin a few hours ago, and now he was about to come out again.

Needless to say, they are here to work as coolies again.

Sure enough, the moment the coffin disappeared from the spot, the instructions of the year reverberated in the air: "Brother Zongzi, help me break open these doors."

Brother Zongzi nodded slightly. Although the few spiritual beings felt that this was overkill, they still resolutely carried out the instructions to record the year.

After a while, all the doors in the courtyard were broken open like a zombie in an old Hong Kong movie.

The night wind instantly poured into these houses that had been in disrepair for a long time, making a "whimpering" sound, like a woman crying repressedly.

Ji Nian turned around and looked around, and saw one or two paper figures that looked like real people sitting in each room.

Men, women, old and young, tall, short, fat and thin, standing, sitting and lying on their sides, with different expressions, and different costumes and grooming.

With just one glance, you can tell who he is and what he is doing.

"Needless to say, this must be related to the Miss Bai family from a hundred years ago."

According to Qiandu, the Bai family in Qingshan Province has always been known as the "Paper Family" and is good at creating and developing various "paper" cards.

Good quality and low price, best-selling in Kyushu.

Of course, none of this matters.

The important thing is that although the paper figures in front of him look a bit broken, they are full of spirituality.

It is obviously not decorated with blood-like blush like [Paper Man Carrying Coffin] and [Paper Man Carrying Scarlet Sedan].

It's just an ordinary white paper man with two dark round eyes, but it makes people feel scared.

Ji Nian once saw a theory called [Uncanny Valley Effect] in a book:

When a thing is very similar to a natural, living person, but not completely similar, it will cause people to feel disgust and fear.

The paper figures in front of me are undoubtedly synonymous with this theory.

Given his courage, his pupils couldn't help but tremble when he saw these things.

"Butler, maid, servant, nurse..."

He said to himself, looking around.

Next to me, an old locust tree with twisted branches was swaying in the night wind.

"The Card Makers Association has cleaned up several times. Although the house was not destroyed due to various reasons, things like paper figures and ghost lanterns will definitely be taken away directly."

"If I guess correctly, these things most likely emerged from the cracks in the small world hidden here half an hour ago when the Yin Qi field gradually gained the upper hand."

"Then...according to the strength of the magnetic field, there should be a big guy here..."

Ji Nian was talking seriously, and the door of the main house that had just been kicked open by Brother Zongzi suddenly closed slowly under the blow of a gust of wind.

When Brother Zongzi kicked the door open again, two paper figures wearing ancient-style wedding clothes appeared inside.

At this moment, they were kneeling down to worship two skeletons that were luxuriously dressed, slightly yellowed, and covered with spider webs.

Just as Ji Nian was staring at it, he suddenly turned his head 180 degrees, and two pairs of black and blood-red eyes stared straight at the direction where one person and two Kalings were.

Ji Nian, who was always cautious, subconsciously turned away from looking at him. The seventh master and the eighth master also took action at this moment. Two soul-catching chains, blue and black, flew over in an instant and stabbed the two paper figures through each other.

At this time, Brother Zongzi pulled out a stone lamppost as thick as a mineral water bottle in the courtyard in the posture of Lu Zhishen pulling up a weeping willow. He held a "stick" in one hand and broke into the hall.

With just one stroke of the stick, he extended his bone claws forward and smashed the skeleton in gorgeous clothes that he rushed towards.

Another blow of the stick swept the black-and-red-letter tablets and various rotten tributes on the desk to the ground.

The strength of zombies is fully revealed at this moment.

But in the next second, the tattered lanterns hanging on both sides of the courtyard suddenly lit up one after another, reflecting a blood-red light.

The white silk and paper money covering the ground turned into broken bones, red cloth, old-fashioned coins, braziers and other things.

"Can the ghosts living here change the environment? Or is this just an illusion?"

Ji Nian thought to himself and turned around, and saw a figure with a face covered in powder, an almost sullen face, and a bloody human head hanging on his chest blocking the door.