"Hiss..."
Zhou Chuan gently stroked his aching temple, took the mental recovery potion handed to him by Zhu Yanbei and drank it all in one gulp.
The next moment, he felt strands of cold energy lingering around his body. The pain quickly eased, his mind relaxed, and even his mental strength recovered a little.
“It’s a good thing.”
Zhou Chuan threw the empty bottle aside, slowly stood up and said.
"This was made by a teacher in our college. Things like this are readily available in all parts of China," said Zhu Yanbei.
"He is really rich and powerful." Zhou Chuan said: "I like this kind of corrupt life."
"Oh no." Zhu Yanbei turned back to the inn, took out two rotten wooden chairs, and sat side by side with Zhou Chuan. He saw the sunlight seeping in little by little through the shade of the trees.
Morning has arrived.
There was no life at all on this Big Black Mountain. Not only was the sky gloomy, but not even the sound of any living creature could be heard.
It's a natural place to shoot a spooky movie. It's possible to sneak in when filming starts...
"I didn't want to be involved in right and wrong, but things turned out to be the opposite of what I wanted..."
At this time, the phone rang. Zhou Chuan took out his phone from his pocket and saw Mr. Fu's head jumping on the screen. He quickly swiped to answer the call: "Grandpa Fu, good morning."
"Good morning, Ah Chuan." Mr. Fu greeted him and then asked, "Did that kid Zhu Yanbei drag you to Dahei Mountain?"
"Yes, Grandpa Fu, I was just about to call you. I created the sixth purple spiritual card last night, and my mental strength has reached the gold level." Zhou Chuan said.
"Finally I made a breakthrough. Have you mastered all the abilities?"
“Still figuring it out.”
"Haha, don't be too hasty. If you don't understand something, just ask Zhu Yanbei. You see he is short, but that's because of his low IQ. This kid is full of bad intentions! Just like you! Hahahaha!"
"Mr. Fu, my head is full of knowledge, okay?" Zhu Yanbei complained from the side.
"Same as before!" Mr. Fu said quickly, and then asked with a little seriousness: "Where do you live in Dahei Mountain?"
"Ghost Inn?"
"What about Wang the Old Dog?"
"I was turned into a dog by Senior Annoying with his skill card. I thought it would be easier to just use Yangba."
"Ah Chuan, this time we are all thanks to that kid Zhu Yanbei. You may not know that the old guy's ancestor once found a card in the Black Mountain Ruins. Anyone who kills him will be entangled by something extremely terrifying."
"In the beginning, when he first spread the news, no one believed it. But later, a great hero couldn't stand the fact that Lao Gou's ancestors relied on his ghost-like spirit cards to cause trouble in the Black Mountain area, so he gathered several masters to kill him together."
"Who would have thought that within seven days, these masters would die one after another, all in the same miserable state. Later, there were rumors that the card was passed to their son, so someone went to snatch it and killed him. In the end, the card was not found and he died the next day."
"Since then, no one in the Black Mountain King's family has been killed. It is also because of this that even with that old dog's character and his not-so-strong-but-quite-scheming nature, he was able to occupy such a precious piece of land."
After a moment of silence, Zhou Chuan asked tentatively, "Curse skill card?"
"It could also be a spiritual card with more powerful characteristics." Elder Fu said patiently, "But you don't have to worry too much. Zhu Yanbei has a lot of treasures on him. Even if there is an emergency, you two can easily deal with it with your strength and brains."
Zhou Chuan nodded slightly when he heard that. He knew that Old Monster Wang would have a backup plan, but he never thought it would be this kind of method.
In his spare time, he also read a lot of novels recommended by Zhou Zhou. One of the novels had a setting called "I will be super strong after I die", which was somewhat similar to the situation of Wang Laoguai.
Being alive is not scary, dying is scary.
They can take advantage of other people's fear to act recklessly and expand wildly.
This is a typical protagonist setting.
It’s a pity that Wang Laoguai only has the setting of a protagonist, but he doesn’t have the life of a protagonist, only the life of a dog.
But speaking of it, it seems like it would be pretty good if this spiritual card fell into my hands.
Zhou Chuan was lost in thought, but Mr. Fu continued, "Oh, you are really old-fashioned. Ah Chuan, I didn't call you about this."
"Don't you have a summer camp to be held in Dahei Mountain? The children will come here one after another in the next few days, and there will be a teacher to guide you throughout the exploration of the ruins. The higher-ups have put a lot of effort into it this time, and you will definitely gain a lot."
"I understand, Grandpa Fu." Zhou Chuan said.
"You also need to get along well with them. After all, you will be together for two months. You are no longer competitors for the time being, but comrades who will fight against the Japanese Hundred Demons Pride Group together. You should try your best to maintain a good relationship with them."
"You can't always fight alone, you still have to make more friends. Those kids are the future strong men of Jiuzhou. But if you meet someone with a nose that's not a nose and a face that's not a face, you have to beat him up. You can't indulge this bad habit."
Zhou Chuan smiled helplessly and said, "I understand."
Grandpa Fu also smiled and said, "When people get old, they always nag. Ah Chuan, make more friends, otherwise when you get old, you will be alone."
"Friends... like you and Grandpa Chu?"
"What kind of stinky dog is that?" Mr. Fu muttered a few words and quickly hung up the phone.
Zhou Chuan dusted off his coat, stood up, and did some simple warm-up exercises to relax his mind.
However, when he thought of the battle just now, a huge sense of pressure still filled his heart.
"Is there no other way but to start that plan..."
He sighed softly, flipped his palm, and took out a blue-framed card with a strange pattern from the sea of mind.
This was the Legion Card that had fallen into his hands tacitly during the final.
Thinking back to that time, the scene where the little girl from the Chu family summoned hundreds of ghosts in the Peach Blossom Spring on a single thought left a deep impression on him.
He also thought about learning how to create legion cards, but because he was facing the college entrance examination at the time, he really had no time to be distracted, so he kept putting it off until now.
Until today, he suddenly realized that the F6 in his hand was a Yin Shuai after all, not a thug.
We can't just let the terrifying effect of increasing the combat effectiveness of ghost spirit cards in the same camp be applied to just them, right
That would be a waste of resources.
"Legion card, Legion card."
Zhou Chuan said softly, then returned to the room, closed the door, poured his energy into the card, tried hard to study its internal structure, and then found Yu Lao's notes for comparison.
Although it is not a complete failure, the results are almost negligible.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered what Mr. Fu had said, so he pushed open the door and entered Zhu Yanbei's room.
"Hey, my..."
There was a faint strange sound coming from the room. Zhou Chuan stood at the door a little awkwardly. Zhu Yanbei heard the noise at this time and put away the Fengyue Treasure Mirror with an embarrassed look on his face.
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