As dawn approached, the mountains were dark and cold, and the entire world seemed to have only a faint glow from the distant east.
After making two cards in one day and fighting several battles, Zhou Chuan tiredly parked his horse under an old locust tree with a lush crown, and sat cross-legged to restore his almost exhausted strength.
The Black and White Impermanence stood guard silently by the side with their eyes lowered, like two mottled withered statues.
"call."
After several hours, as Zhou Chuan slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, his mental strength recovery came to a temporary halt.
He patted the dew off his body, stood up, and looked up. Although it was a sunny day with not a single cloud in the sky, the mountain below, which was shaded by trees, was still shrouded in gloom.
After eating something simple to fill his stomach, he took out the map from his mind, compared it with his travel speed, and calculated in his notebook:
If nothing unexpected happens, he will probably reach the destination at this time two days later, which is half a day earlier than the stipulated three days.
But according to Murphy's Law, if nothing unexpected happens, something unexpected will happen.
Judging from the nature of the competition, trouble is about to come.
"gone."
Following Zhou Chuan's gentle call, the heroic warhorse that was originally running wildly on the side of the road immediately ran over neighing.
After giving it a pat on the head, Zhou Chuan climbed onto the horse and continued today's journey. The Seventh and Eighth Masters also opened their eyes at the same time and followed silently.
Just like that, the sound of horse hooves gradually faded away.
Just as the surroundings had returned to silence, a slight rustling sound was heard, and a strange and terrifying human face suddenly appeared on the trunk of the old locust tree.
It looked around cautiously, and after confirming that Zhou Chuan had gone far away, it let its roots buried deep in the soil emerge from the ground as if it had been pardoned. Then, it moved in the opposite direction as if it had legs, stirring up dust all over the sky.
But it didn't notice that not far away, there were three pairs of eyes looking at it from afar.
"I felt something was wrong just now." Zhou Chuan took out the bottle of Farmer's Three Punches and drank it all in one gulp, then said, "How can a locust tree have a heartbeat?"
After his mind raced, he signaled to the Black and White Impermanence to follow him, while he slowly walked behind them. Suddenly, he heard the sound of fighting.
"Take care of it, Yan Fei."
At this time, a delicate cry was heard. Zhou Chuan put away his horse and leaned against the branch of a big tree. Taking advantage of the high ground, he watched the scene.
A girl in plain clothes and a ponytail was seen commanding a ghost-like spirit card with a seductive face and fire snakes surrounding it to fight against the locust tree monster.
"If you set fire to the mountain, you will be jailed for life."
Zhou Chuan sighed and waved his hand to signal the Black and White Impermanence to come out.
A moment later, a claw was seen grabbing the face of the locust tree spirit, and then, with the help of the soul-catching chain, it was pulled back several meters away.
Then the mourning stick flew out like a white snake, and as the white snake danced, the leaves fluttered, and the ghost face of the main body of the locust tree spirit immediately showed a human-like look of pain.
The girl was obviously someone who had seen the world. She remained calm despite the accident and remotely directed her spiritual card to cooperate with the Black and White Impermanence at a distance.
After nearly five minutes of efforts from both sides, the locust tree spirit fell down with a bang. However, its eyes looked at Zhou Chuan and the girl with resentment, as if it wanted to engrave their faces deeply in its mind.
Without any need for Zhou Chuan's command, Hei Wuchang had already stepped forward quickly and punched it hard, sending it on its final journey.
Bai Wuchang shook the mourning stick, and the next moment blank cards flew out from Bai Man, with all parts of the locust tree spirit used as materials and included in them.
The battle is over.
"Thanks for your help, friend."
The girl bowed. She was simply wearing a white shirt, jeans and sneakers, but she looked elegant and graceful, like a heroine from a novel descended to earth.
"My name is Zhao Pingman," she introduced herself.
"Zhou Chuan!" She spoke before Zhou Chuan could say his name.
"Do you know me?" Zhou Chuan was a little confused. He didn't seem to know this girl.
"The elders at home have mentioned you. We are from the same hometown. I am also from Long Province!" Zhao Pingman looked at the Black and White Impermanence with stars in his eyes: "You are the only one in the whole ghost battle who has such a cool spiritual card. So handsome!"
"Long Province... Zhao surname... the aesthetic taste of Didi Prefecture..."
Zhou Chuan was smart and immediately figured out the connection: "Mr. Zhao Xuanhua... is he a relative of Miss Zhao?"
"She's my mother." Zhao Pingman squatted on the ground and looked at the soul-catching chain with some curiosity. She chuckled and said, "Don't call me Miss Zhao anymore. It sounds too weird. Just call me Pingman!"
"Okay." Zhou Chuan nodded, took the material card from Bai Wuchang, and gave half to Zhao Pingman: "This is what you deserve."
"That won't do. You're the one doing all the hard work in this battle, and I'm just assisting." Zhao Pingman waved his hand and said, "It's easier to create cards with a complete set of materials. This time it's yours, don't refuse anymore."
"good."
Zhou Chuan has always been a person who is quick to accept advice. There is no such thing as courtesy. He immediately took all the materials into his mind.
Then Zhao Pingman continued, "But I'm not giving it to you for nothing. When I have time during the summer vacation, I want to learn painting from you. I also want to draw such a handsome spiritual card!"
Zhou Chuan glanced at the Seventh Master with his long red tongue and the Eighth Master with his green face and fangs, thought for a few seconds, and said "Okay".
"Thank you, Mr. Zhou."
Zhao Pingman smiled brightly, then took out a map from his consciousness and pointed out a route for Zhou Chuan to see: "Teacher Zhou, I chose this route, what about you?"
"I'm this one."
Zhou Chuan lightly tapped on a certain coordinate, and was about to part ways with Zhao Pingman.
"Then we can't go together."
Zhao Pingman looked a little regretful, but the next moment he was full of energy again: "Then I'll leave first. Goodbye, Teacher Zhou!"
"Goodbye, goodbye." Zhou Chuan waved his hand and said.
"Don't forget to teach me how to draw during the summer vacation." Ping Man, who was pushing a small bicycle, stopped after riding a few steps and turned around to remind him.
"knew."
Zhou Chuan replied somewhat helplessly, then summoned his heroic horse and headed towards the road. When he had walked quite far, the girl's singing gradually faded away.
Zhou Chuan didn't expect that Mr. Zhao, who looked quite young, actually had such a big daughter.
But he just thought it was an episode.
They walked like this for the whole morning, and it was almost noon when Zhou Chuan found a place to rest while counting the material cards in his hand.
Including the previous inventory, he already had a lot of accumulation in his hands. Although most of them were white cards of little value, there were also about ten blue and green quality materials among them, enough to make a good card.
According to the rules of silver-level mental strength, which can control three main battle spirit cards, he can also add another member to his team, which will undoubtedly make the next journey safer and smoother.
But what object to create was a problem for him.
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