Folk Card Maker: Starting from Painted Skin.

Chapter 277 The Sealed Gate Opens
"Grandma, what is the Sealed Gate?"

A little boy sat on the sofa and asked in a low voice.

On the TV wall opposite him hung two black and white photos.

A photo of his grandfather, whom he had never met. He had heard that his grandfather had been killed by the Scourge before he was born.

From childhood, the little boy had always deeply hated the Scourge.

He felt that the Scourge was responsible for his family's current disintegration.

There is also a photo of his mother.

His mother was just an ordinary person, but she suddenly disappeared last year when she was coming home from get off work.

At first, the little boy, like his grandmother, thought that his mother was really missing.

Later, he learned that his mother had not disappeared, but had been sucked into a secret realm while passing through it.

Now, my mother is dead.

The gray-haired grandmother shook her head: "I don't know, I've never heard of it. You can wait for your father to come back and ask him."

The boy nodded. When his father was mentioned, he immediately perked up, and the fear on his face vanished.

His father was a card maker and a role model for boys from a young age.

For him, as long as he can be with his father, he won't be afraid no matter what happens.

A moment later, the sound of a lock being opened came from outside.

The boy's eyes lit up immediately, and he excitedly ran out:

"It's Daddy! Daddy's back!"

Grandma smiled and nodded. She was very happy to see how much her grandson loved her father.

It's a pity that life hasn't been very peaceful lately.

The news is no longer filled with songs and dances; instead, it reports on all sorts of bad things happening in every place.

For example, she knew that many countries had already fallen.

This elderly man, who had lived for decades, did not actually understand this approach.

She believes that news should report things that make people happy.

Now, every time she watches the news, she feels like she's about to die.

What's the point of living like this?
The elderly man felt helpless when he thought about how the school had been closed indefinitely.

Sigh, I don't know what the situation is now, whether these people can still live a normal life.

Fortunately, she has a son who is a card maker. As long as he is there, her family should not encounter any major dangers.

"You're back."

The mother also sat up from the sofa. Now, the whole family was relying on her son.

The man nodded: "Yes, we're back. Um, we might have to leave here."

However, the man's words immediately stunned the two people in the room, one old and one young.

"Leave? Where to?"

They couldn't help but wonder if they had misheard.

The little boy ran to his father with some worry, hugged his arm, and murmured:

"Dad, what happened? Can you tell me? Is something bad going to happen?"

It must be said that children's intuition is quite sharp.

The man picked up the child and placed him on his shoulder.

Then, his gaze passed over his mother, and he said in a low voice, "Mom, let's pack our bags. I probably won't be coming back."

The mother's eyes widened again.

She originally thought that they would have to leave for a while, and that was the limit.

However, upon hearing her son's words, the mother suddenly realized that her son meant that they, they actually wanted to leave this place!

Never come back!

"Why?" The mother finally looked confused. The man shook his head, his eyes urging, "I... I don't have time to explain."

In short, we must leave here immediately!

The mother still believed in her son, especially since he looked so anxious.

"Okay, I'll go pack my things right away!"

The little boy standing nearby didn't know what to do either, and could only hug his father in fear.

However, as soon as they left the house, the ground beneath their feet began to shake violently.

The earth shook violently, and the house seemed about to collapse at any moment.

"What's wrong, Dad! Is it an earthquake?!" The little boy's eyes were filled with panic; he knew something was definitely wrong.

“There was no earthquake.” The man shook his head. “It’s…it’s the sealed gate that has been opened.”

I heard the name "Sealed Gate" again, a name that was all too familiar.

The little boy's face, however, was so numb.

"Dad, what exactly does the sealed gate mean?"

The man looked at the soles of his feet, where a black hand was slowly crawling out.

The man knew that what crawled out of there was actually the Scourge.

"The sealed gate was our barrier to another world. But now, that barrier has been opened, and the Scourge can come up through this passage."

We might die here very soon.

The little boy turned ashen-faced upon hearing this.

From childhood to adulthood, he knew what the Scourge was and understood that when he actually encountered the Scourge, there was only one word: death.

The boy still had a deep fear of death.

"Dad, that..."

However, before the little boy could finish speaking, he was killed by a Scourge legion that had just emerged.

"Ah! Baby!"

The mother began to scream in pain.

However, before her mother could finish speaking, her head flew off.

The mother felt that this was a very special experience.

Because she felt that her head, like a balloon, separated from her body, and she still had a brief period of consciousness.

She saw her son's heart-wrenching pain.

But she felt relieved.

At least I don't have to live in constant fear, worrying about when something might happen to her.

Because now nothing will ever happen again.

Death might be better than living in such a terrible world.

The man suddenly knelt on the ground, letting the Scourge tear his body apart.

He cried out in anguish to the sky, to those decision-makers:

"Why, why did you open the sealed gate!"

……

The whole world has finally remembered a living hell.

Zhang Jingtian sat blankly in his room, the death toll rapidly updating on the television screen.

Although the host kept telling everyone that it was normal for the death toll to be so high at the beginning.

As time goes by, it will gradually stabilize, and then fewer people will die.

However, the general public still finds it unacceptable.

In particular, those around them all sacrificed their lives because of this incident.

(End of this chapter)