The end of the world is coming, I became a card maker

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The paper horses were unloaded from the carriage and were drinking water and eating fodder.

To be honest, Huang Sheng didn't understand the principle of this thing, but forget it, it doesn't matter, nothing happening here is surprising.

Everyone gathered around the two carriages. They were wary of the surroundings at first, but gradually they discovered that the premium inn was quite safe, and no one was seen attacking each other, so their wariness gradually decreased.

At this moment, the paper man in blue came over with several other similarly dressed companions, each carrying a bucket of hot water.

"Dear guests, there is hot water here for free. It is not easy to travel outside. Please wash your face and soak your feet."

Several paper figures placed the barrels on the edge of the ink line, but did not leave.

Everyone was silent for a moment, and no one spoke.

Huang Sheng beckoned: "Bring it in, as long as you bring it in, I'm even willing to pay you."

The blue-clothed paper man said with a smile: "Sir, you are joking. The hot water is just ordinary hot water. There is nothing special about it. We don't want to disturb you. You can reach it with your hand."

So everyone finally understood, good guys, the ink lines on the ground are really useful. The paper man clearly wanted to make money from them, but he stayed at the edge of the ink lines and refused to enter.

The bald boy who was hanging suddenly shouted: "Put me down. Put me down and I will thank you!"

I let you down and you thank me in exchange?

"Then you're going to hang there fucking forever."

Huang Sheng smiled coldly. Such a person was occupying his purple props. He even said that he would release the person later to free up the props, but now he was deliberately disgusting him.

"Do you want to eat pears? Ten black notes each, they are innocent, clean and hygienic."

An old man came over with a pole of pears and stood outside the ink line and asked.

"Why don't you fucking die!"

Metal Man and his gang were already extremely poor, but now that they heard a pear-ten black note, which was not carried on the train, everyone became very angry.

Huang Sheng walked out and kicked dozens of pears away.

The old man slowly picked up his pears, but he was not angry. Instead, he looked bored and worried.

So all of a sudden, people who wanted to trade with everyone in various forms, at various prices, overtly or covertly came on stage one after another.

There are quite a lot of people living in this premium inn, all kinds of people, but most of them are locals from Huangci. There are also some who seem to be evolvers from other civilizations, and I don’t know why they are mixed with this group of people.

"Let's cover our surroundings."

Huang Sheng said to Fu Feng.

Fu Feng nodded and took out his spherical white paper prop. After throwing it in the air, it opened up like a yurt, and then he covered it up and fell tightly against the inner edge of the ink line. From the outside, it could be seen You can clearly see the ink line drawing across the outside of the "yurt".

"Phew, it's finally quiet!"

After waiting for a while, there was no more movement outside. Everyone gradually relaxed, and Lingzhen clenched his fists in excitement.

"It's not easy, it's so rare. Originally, I thought we were going to run all day long, but we ended up resting here for the whole day."

The metal man burst into tears and reached out to pat the little woman on the shoulder.

The little woman subconsciously shrank into Huang Sheng's arms, which made him a little confused. What's the matter? I hugged you all the way and my status in your heart has been upgraded?

Huang Sheng observed the little woman and tried to observe something, but undoubtedly failed. He did not have the ability in this area.

"Are you an evolved person?" He then asked, and the little woman shook her head.

Huang Sheng stretched out his hand, and a lighter appeared out of thin air: "Have you ever seen this ability to conjure things out of thin air?"

"Sir, are you kidding me... Aren't there people with such abilities everywhere in our deserted temple?" the little woman murmured in a low voice.

He thought about it and took out a fashionable floral little dress. Women's clothes are good, and the materials are thin and sparse. He stuffed these clothes into the corners and nooks and crannies and forgot about them. Didn't take it out to the two women.

"What a beautiful little dress..."

The little woman's eyes followed Huang Sheng's clothes, as if she liked them very much.

Huang Sheng finally felt a little unconfident. Is this woman really a normal person?

Lingzhen asked at this time: "Brother, what are we going to do next? Are we going to

Rest or play something? "

"I don't want to play anything." Huang Sheng shook his head. There were so many people with strange compositions that he didn't know what games he could play. If there were no outsiders and only two women, he could play something.

"I really want to eat something, but it seems that there are not so many ingredients in the space."

Huang Sheng frowned. He had no interest in playing, but if it was to eat, he would always be motivated to make a pot of delicious food.

Thanks to the human deer, after taking out a lot of ingredients at one time, the food in his space could only be used to ensure the basic diet of everyone, and he didn't dare to use it to satisfy his cravings.

Of course, if he was given the opportunity to release the wild hut, there would be no problem.

So everyone had to rest separately. Seeing Jing took out the tent and went in to paint, the metal man melted himself into a pool of liquid again, and Kong Shiyi dissolved himself into a group of insects, and on the ground A hole was made on the ground.

Fu Feng and Fu Yang also set up a tent and whispered something inside.

The old man Jian Zhongguo took the zombie old man Lu Laoshu to drink and eat peanuts, which he prepared at the home of the two women in Shilao Village.

He was also a ruthless person. In the limited space, the food and water were not as much as the various drinks and fried peanuts.

I don’t know if Lu Laoshu has entered the state before his death, anyway, he really drank with Jian Zhongguo in a serious manner.

In the end, only Huang Sheng and the little woman were left, and they returned to the carriage.

The paper horse was unloaded in the rear carriage It was placed on the ground in a stable manner, and the space inside the car was more than enough to accommodate four people.

There was a large altar in the middle with a spirit tablet and a rolled-up black flag placed in some kind of metal container. There were various offerings on the altar, which were no different from those placed in sacrificial ceremonies, but much simpler, but the table was also full.

As soon as he came in, he could feel the breath of his grandmother, who seemed to be sleeping. A different kind of peaceful breath surrounded him, making him feel calm.

Sitting on the seat at the back of the car, he held the two women on his left and right, and the lineage table In a sense, he represented the ancestors of the Ling family. He felt that it was not good to mess around here, so he planned to chat casually, then close his eyes and sleep to conserve his energy.

If nothing unexpected happened, something unexpected would happen tonight.

The night was the place where evil spirits were most rampant. After a day of fruitless attempts, the people in the Premium Inn would definitely use all kinds of more unexpected and extreme ways to reach a deal with them.

What these methods were, Huang Sheng didn't know.

He didn't know what the consequences would be if the deal was successful, but he definitely didn't want to try it.