mythical card maker

Chapter 106 Black Impermanence's Head-Finding Path
There was only a "creak" sound, and Yan Chixia opened a gap in the ancient and heavy temple gate with one arm, revealing half of an old cheek and a cloudy eye.

The visitor was obviously not young, and he still smelled of dry herbs.

Yan Chixia seemed to see something, and after a few laughs, she welcomed the old man in, and even took the heavy basket.

"Thank you, hero."

The old man coughed twice, his back was bowed, and his head was lowered, so that people could not see his face clearly, but his figure was very thin and stooped.

And the most impressive thing is the goatee on his chin, which makes people feel like a herbal picker living in poverty or a local doctor in the ancient countryside.

"It's a person." Hei Wuchang whispered to Zhou Chuan on the side, and then added: "But not exactly."

"This old man exudes a stench that can only be obtained from practicing heresy techniques. He even tried to cover it up with vanilla, but he didn't know that the smell on his body was so strong that he could smell it hundreds of miles away."

"The technique of heresy?" Zhou Chuan couldn't help asking after hearing the words.

"It's unorthodox spells. Ninety percent of them are dirty tricks that damage one's health and bad luck. I have seen monsters who trade the blood of young people for their own immortality. The fifth and sixth brothers have even met people who are willing to fight to prolong their lives. The ruthless master who won the fate of Kyushu and the pre-chaotic times."

"In the past, such a method seemed to be concealed and clever, but it couldn't hide the book of life and death at all; but now, the sect is in power and the demons are dancing..."

Hei Wuchang looked at the old man who was talking with Ning Caichen, and after a moment of silence, he said: "My duty now is not to hook the soul, but to protect your safety."

Zhou Chuan glanced at Eighth Master, did not speak, but guessed the identity of the old man.

The ruins of Montenegro, the herb pickers, heretics, human beings and not human beings...

With so many undisguised clues here, it is already obvious who the old man is.

If the prediction is correct, this old guy is probably the ancestor of Wang Laoguai.

According to legend, he obtained a large number of ghost-type spirit cards in the ruins of Montenegro. After being killed by a chivalrous man, he used "cursed" cards to overshadow the other party.

It turned out that this guy hadn't died from the very beginning, but lingered on with such an old attitude.

So is he the Ghost King of Montenegro?

According to Zhou Chuan's guess, it is at least [-]% possible.

Thinking about it carefully, "Ghost King" does not necessarily refer to a powerful ghost. It is not an exaggeration for a card player who is good at making ghost cards to call him "Ghost King"?

Not long ago, he also saw a master named "Ma Zong" on TV because of his main horse deck.

Second, there is the spiritual issue.

He has always been skeptical about this.

But if the "Black Mountain Ghost King" is given the identity of a master, everything will suddenly become clear.

Then, it is also a more critical point.

If the other party is really the old sixth ancestor of Wang Laoguai, with his profound foundation after eating the first wave of bonuses after the arrival of cards, it seems that it is not difficult to win Montenegro and City of Death without "tigers".

This is actually the same as the rise of the Kyushu Five Courtyards.

Near the water tower, get the month first.

Finally, it is also the simplest logical question. They are in the city of death in vain. In such a world of the underworld, how can there be so-called "herb pickers" haunting it?

"It looks like it's really him."

Zhou Chuan spoke softly, and suddenly felt a little hesitant about the plan he had made earlier.

He originally treated the so-called "Black Mountain Ghost King" as the "Black Mountain Old Demon".

But as we all know, the old Black Mountain demon is the king of demons and the king of ghosts, dominating one side with hard power.

But this old guy is a real king of dog ways.

Not to mention that he has a certain strength, but he also seems to have a hole card that can cast a curse of death on the person who killed his life after his death.

This gets a little tricky.

"Ba Ye, is this guy really visiting?" He couldn't help asking.

"A powerful and condensed soul and a body that should have collapsed a long time ago... are a perfect match." Hei Wuchang caressed his chin with a very professional tone, and then asked: "Do you think this guy is the one who has been there for so many years?" The dove occupying the magpie's nest who attacked us for the first time?"

"Ba Ye thinks so too?" Zhou Chuan said.

"From the beginning, I have this feeling, but if that is the case, things will be a little difficult. Such an old ghost who cheats the sky and prolongs his life, probably has saved... much more cards than you. We don't have an advantage."

Hei Wuchang calmly analyzed, and after a little thought, he continued: "In this case, it is definitely unwise to fight recklessly. My suggestion is to find a way to obtain the authority of the city of death, and use the power of King Bian to crush him to death!"

"Is there anything Eighth Master can do?"

Zhou Chuan immediately became serious when he heard it.

Although Ba Ye is not considered a particularly powerful god in Chinese mythology, after all, he has witnessed life and death in the world, and fate is unpredictable for a long time. His on-the-spot reaction to crisis scenes must be stronger than him!
At this time, his advice must be listened to.

"No matter how you say this guy, he is just a stealer. As long as you can invite a higher-level Yin God, you can take back the authority of the city of death from him. And if you want to support this big city, at the very least you have to be a Judge."

When Hei Wuchang said this, he and Zhou Chuan looked at each other with a smile, and said in unison: "Old Lu!"

"But now I almost have something on hand..."

"You mean the head of the statue of Lao Lu, right? Although my mind was still a little confused before, I can also perceive that the thing you are looking for is not in the world, but in this dead city."

"Over the long years, I have been here many times, and I am very familiar with everything here. I believe that it will not take long to find the 'Old Lu's head' for you, and probably bring back some other things. Objects, used to increase the possibility of success of 'Invite God'."

"Here... In my opinion, the field you created is already perfect. Even this old guy will be at your mercy for a short time, and with the protection of my five elder brothers, it will definitely be a problem if he persists for a while." no problem……"

Having said that, Zhou Chuan had no reason to refuse, so he said: "Then Eighth Master, hurry up and come back, whether you can win this crucial battle depends on you!"

"Definitely live up to expectations!" Hei Wuchang patted the armor on his robe and said firmly.

"If it succeeds this time, Ba Ye will be my number one hero. When I become prosperous in the future, I will choose the best clothes, weapons, magic weapons and other things for you to make up for!"

Zhou Chuan smiled lightly and drew a big cake for Ba Ye, but the other party's expression was a little strange, he only took a deep look at him, then stepped on the ground with both feet, rose into the air, and quickly disappeared into the yellow sky .

"strangeness."

Zhou Chuan felt a little strange.

(End of this chapter)