Chapter 5 Ceremony
Free of charge? Free things are the most expensive! Zhou Mingrui muttered silently that he planned to firmly refuse any additional services in the future.
If you have the ability, you can predict that I am a time-traveler!
Thinking of this, Zhou Mingrui followed the woman with a red butter color on her face and bent down into the low tent.
The tent was very dark, and only a little light penetrated, vaguely illuminating a table full of cards.
The woman in the pointed hat was not affected at all. The long black dress floated around the table like the water, sat opposite, and lit the candle.
The dim yellow swayed, and the tent seemed to be bright and dark, instantly a little more mysterious.
Zhou Mingrui sat down silently and glanced at the tarot cards on the table. He found that there were familiar main cards such as "Magician", "Emperor", "Upside-down Man" and "Moderation".
"Is Comrade Russell really a 'senior'? I don't know if he is a fellow countryman of my big foodie empire?" Zhou Mingrui's mouth moved slightly, and he was in a trance.
Before he could see the cards on the table, the woman who was said to be "very good at fortune-telling" had reached out and put all the tarots together, folded them into a pile, and pushed them in front of him.
"You shuffle and cut the cards." The circus fortune teller said in a low voice.
"Shall I wash it?" Zhou Mingrui subconsciously asked back.
The fortune teller's face was red and buttery, and he said with a faint smile:
"Of course, everyone's fate can only be predicted by oneself. I'm just a interpreter."
Zhou Mingrui immediately asked vigilantly:
"There is no extra charge for interpretation, right?"
As a keyboard folklorist, I have seen many similar tricks!
The fortune teller was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said sullenly for a while:
"Free of charge."
Zhou Mingrui calmed down, stuffed the revolver into his pocket a little more, and then calmly stretched out his palms to skillfully shuffle and cut cards.
"All right." He put the washed tarot cards in the middle of the table.
The fortune teller clasped his hands, looked at the cards carefully for a while, and suddenly said:
"Sorry, I forgot to ask, what do you want to predict?"
When chasing his first love, Zhou Mingrui also studied tarot cards and said without hesitation:
"The past, the present, and the future."
This is a kind of divination array in the Tarot cards. Three cards are lined up in turn, symbolizing the past, present and future respectively.
The fortune teller nodded first, then raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile:
"Then please shuffle the cards again and understand what you want to ask, so that you can shuffle out the truly symbolic cards."
You were playing with me just now. Do you want to be so stingy? Isn't it because I've been emphasizing that it's free? The muscles of Zhou Mingrui's face twitched. He took a deep breath, took back the tarot, and reshuffled and cut the cards.
"Is it okay this time?" He put the cut cards on the table.
"No more." The fortune teller stretched out his finger, picked up a card from the top, and put it on Zhou Mingrui's left hand. His voice became more and more hoarse, "This symbol symbolizes the past."
"This one symbolizes the present." The fortune teller put the second card directly in front of Zhou Mingrui.
She picked up the third card and put it on Zhou Mingrui's right:
"This picture symbolizes the future."
"Well, which card do you want to see first?" After doing all this, the fortune teller raised his head and looked deeply at Zhou Mingrui with his gray-blue eyes.
"Let's look at 'now' first." Zhou Mingrui thought slightly.
The fortune teller nodded slowly and turned over the card in front of him.
This card depicts a young man in gorgeous clothes, a gorgeous headdress, a cane on his shoulder, a luggage on the head of the cane, and a puppy behind him. The serial number is "0".
"Fool." The fortune teller pronounced the card softly, and his gray-blue eyes stared at Zhou Mingrui.
Fool? Tarot's zero license plate? Start? Including all possible beginnings? Zhou Mingrui is not even a beginner of Tarot. He can only make a rough interpretation of himself according to his impression.
Just as the fortune teller was about to open his mouth, the cloth door of the tent was suddenly lifted, and the strong sunlight shone in, so that Zhou Mingrui, who had his back to it, instinctively narrowed his eyes.
"Why are you pretending to be me again! It's my job to tell fortunes for people!" A female voice roared angrily, "Go back quickly! You have to remember that you are just a beast tamer!"
Beast trainer? Zhou Mingrui adapted to the light and saw a woman at the door who was also wearing a pointed hat, a black skirt and painted red butter, but she was taller and thinner.
The woman sitting in front of him quickly stood up and said:
"Don't mind, I just like this. I have to say that sometimes, my divination and interpretation are quite accurate, really"
As she said, she lifted her skirt, walked around the table from the side, and quickly left the tent.
"Sir, do you need me to help you interpret it?" The real fortune teller looked at Zhou Mingrui and asked with a smile.
Zhou Mingrui moved the corners of his mouth and asked back sincerely:
"Is it free?"
"No." The real fortune teller replied.
"Forget it." Zhou Mingrui put his palm back in his pocket, held the left wheel and banknote, and bent down to wear out of the tent.
It's true that he found a tamer to do tarot divination!
Don't you want to be a fortune teller? Isn't a good clown?
Zhou Mingrui quickly left the matter behind his mind. He spent a penny to buy a pound of less good lamb in the "lettuce and meat" market, and also bought tender peas, cabbage, onions, potatoes and other items. With the previous bread, he spent a total of 25 copper pence, that is, 2 sule pence.
"I can't help but spend money, poor Benson." Zhou Mingrui not only lost the two banknotes he took out of the house, but also put a penny in his original trouser pocket.
He sighed casually, stopped thinking about it, and hurried back home.
With the staple food, the transshipment ceremony can be carried out!
When the tenants on the second floor left one after another, Zhou Mingrui was not in a hurry to carry out the ceremony, but first translated words such as "Fusheng Xuanhuang Xianzun" into Gufsak and Ruen. He planned that if the original spell did not work, he would try again in the local language the next day!
After all, we have to consider the difference between the two worlds and the problem of following the customs in the countryside.
As for the Hermis text translated into ancient prayers and sacrifices, Zhou Mingrui is difficult to complete because of insufficient vocabulary.
After doing all this, he took out four pieces of rye bread from the paper bag, one placed in the corner where the coal stove was originally placed, one was placed on the inside of the bottom of the dressing mirror, one was at the top of the cabinet against the intersection of the two walls, and one was placed on the right side of the desk.
After taking a deep breath, Zhou Mingrui came to the center of the room, calmed down for a few minutes, and then walked solemnly and walked counterclockwise in the square.
Taking the first step, he recited in a low voice:
"Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal."
In the second step, he medited sincerely:
"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun."
In the third step, Zhou Mingrui held his breath and whispered:
"Fusheng Xuanhuang God."
In the fourth step, he exhaled turbid air and meditated:
"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun."
After returning to his position, Zhou Mingrui closed his eyes and waited for the result in place. There were expectations, uneasiness, hope and fear in his heart.
Can you go back?
Will it work?
Will there be any accidents?
The darkness in front of him was dyed with the crimson brought by the light, and the thoughts in Zhou Mingrui's mind surged one after another, which was difficult to calm down.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that the air around him seemed to stop flowing and became sticky and strange.
Then, whispers sounded in his ears, sometimes fine, sometimes sharp, sometimes illusory, sometimes seductive, sometimes manic, and sometimes crazy.
Obviously, he couldn't understand what the murmur was saying, but Zhou Mingrui still couldn't help listening and distinguishing.
His head hurt again, as severe as if a steel bar was inserted.
Zhou Mingrui only felt that his head was about to burst, and his thoughts were stained with psychedelic colors.
He knew it was wrong and tried his best to open his eyes, but he couldn't complete this simple action.
The whole person became more and more tense and could be broken at any time. Zhou Mingrui inexplicably had a self-deprecating idea:
"If you don't die, you won't die"
He couldn't stand it anymore. When the string in his mind was about to break, countless loud and overlapping murmurs receded, and the surroundings became very quiet, and the atmosphere was quite erratic.
Not only the atmosphere, but also Zhou Mingrui felt that his body was also fluctuating.
He tried to open his eyes again, and this time it was very easy.
The pervasive gray fog reflected into his eyes, which was hazy, blurry and boundless.
"What's the situation?" Zhou Mingrui looked around in astonishment, then lowered his head and found himself floating on the edge of a vast gray fog.
The gray fog flows like water, dotted with crimson "stars". Some of them are very large, some are small, some are hidden in the depths, and some are floating on the surface.
Looking at this holographic-like scene, Zhou Mingrui stretched out his right hand half-confused and half-exploring, trying to touch a crimson "star" floating on the surface on the right side to find a way to leave.
As soon as his finger touched the surface of the star, water streaks suddenly gushed out of him, so excited that "crimson" burst out, like a dreamy fireworks.
Zhou Mingrui was shocked, withdrew his right hand in a panic, and accidentally touched another "crimson".
Therefore, the "star" also shined brightly.
Therefore, Zhou Mingrui felt that his head was empty and his spirit was loose.
In a luxurious villa in Bekland, Queens, the capital of the Kingdom of Rune...
Audrey. Hall sat in front of the dressing table and rubbed the antique patterned and cracked copper mirror on the table.
"Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, Wake Up"
"In the name of the Hall family, I order you to wake up!"
She changed one rhetoric after another, but the mirror didn't respond.
After more than ten minutes, she finally chose to give up, squeezed her lips aggrievedly, and muttered in a low voice:
"Dad is really deceiving me. Every time he tells me that this mirror is the treasure of the Black Emperor of the ancient Solomon Empire and an extraordinary object."
Before she could speak, the bronze mirror on the table suddenly bloomed with crimson light, covering her at once.
In the Sunian Sea, a three-masted sailboat, which is clearly behind the times, is through the storm.
Alje. Wilson stood on the deck, his body ups and downs with the bumps, and he easily maintained his balance.
He was wearing a robe embroidered with lightning patterns and held a strange glass bottle in his hand. Sometimes there were bubbles rolling in it, sometimes frost gathered into snow, and sometimes there were traces of the wind.
"It's still missing the blood of the ghost shark," Alger whispered.
At this moment, there was a Crimson burst between the glass bottle and his palm, which instantly flooded the surroundings.
Above the gray fog, Audrey. Hall regained his sight and looked left and right in horror and confusion. He saw the man with a blurry head and a hazy figure diagonally opposite him.
Then, almost at the same time, they found a mysterious man shrouded in gray and white fog standing not far away.
"Mysterious Man" Zhou Mingrui was also stunned.
"Your Excellency, where is this place?"
"What do you want to do?"
Audrey and Alger were stunned and fell into silence, and then opened their mouths in unison.
Ps:/, make up a chapter, please recommend a ticket