Chapter V: Ceremony
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Gratis? Free stuff is the most expensive! Zhou Mingrui muttered silently, intending to wait for any additional services, but firmly refused.
If you have the ability, you will divinate that I am crossing!
Thinking of this, Zhou Mingrui followed behind the woman with a red face and butter color, and bent down into the low tent.
The inside of the tent was very dark, and only a little light seeped in, faintly revealing a table full of cards.
The woman in the pointed hat was unaffected, and her long black dress floated around the table like water, sat down opposite her, and lit a candle.
The dusk swayed, and the inside of the tent seemed to be light and dark, and it instantly felt a little more mysterious.
Zhou Mingrui sat down quietly, his eyes swept over the tarot cards on the table, and found that there were familiar main cards such as "Magician", "Emperor", "Hanged Man" and "Moderation".
"Is Comrade Rossel really 'senior'... I don't know if it's my fellow countryman of the Great Food Empire..." The corners of Zhou Mingrui's mouth moved slightly, and he was in a trance.
Before he could finish reading the cards opened on the table, the woman who claimed to be "very good at divination" had reached out and gathered all the tarots together, folded them into a pile, and pushed them in front of him.
"You shuffle and cut the cards." The circus soothsayer said in a low voice.
"I'll wash it?" Zhou Mingrui subconsciously asked.
The soothsayer's face squirmed red, and he said with a faint smile:
"Of course, everyone's fate can only be divined by himself, and I am only an interpreter."
Zhou Mingrui immediately asked vigilantly:
"There's no extra charge for interpretation, right?"
As a keyboard folklorist, I have seen similar tricks a lot!
The fortune teller was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said dullly for a while:
"It's free."
Zhou Mingrui felt relieved, stuffed the revolver a little more into his pocket, then calmly stretched out his palms, shuffling and cutting the cards skillfully.
"Okay." He placed the shuffled tarot cards in the center of the table.
The fortune teller clasped his hands together, looked at the cards carefully for a while, and then suddenly said:
"Sorry, I forgot to ask, what do you want to divine?"
When he was chasing his first love, Zhou Mingrui also studied tarot cards and said without hesitation:
"Past, present, and future."
This is a divination card array in Tarot. Three cards are arranged in sequence, symbolizing the past, present and future respectively.
The fortune teller nodded first, then raised the corners of his mouth and smiled:
"Then please shuffle the cards again and understand what you want to ask, so that you can shuffle the cards with truly symbolic meaning."
You were playing tricks on me just now... Are you so stingy? I keep insisting that it's free... The muscles on Zhou Mingrui's face twitched. He took a deep breath, took the Tarot back, shuffled and cut the cards again.
"Is it okay this time?" He placed the cut cards on the table.
"No more." The fortune teller stretched out his fingers, picked up a card from the top, and placed it on Zhou Mingrui's left hand. His voice became increasingly hoarse, "This card symbolizes the past."
"This card symbolizes the present." The fortune teller placed the second card directly in front of Zhou Mingrui. ,
She picked up the third card and placed it on Zhou Mingrui's right hand:
"This one symbolizes the future."
"Okay, 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 briefly.
The fortune teller nodded slowly and turned over the cards in front of him.
This card depicts a young man wearing gorgeous clothes and a gorgeous headdress, carrying a cane on his shoulder, luggage hanging on the head of the cane, and a dog pulling behind him. The serial number is "0".
"The Fool." The fortune teller read out the card softly, looking at Zhou Mingrui with his gray-blue eyes.
Fool? Tarot card number zero? start? Include all possible starts? Zhou Mingrui was not even a beginner Tarot enthusiast, so he could only make a rough interpretation based on his impressions.
Just when the fortune teller was about to speak, the tent's cloth door was suddenly opened, and strong sunlight shone in, so harsh that Zhou Mingrui, who had his back turned, instinctively squinted his eyes.
"Why are you pretending to be me again! It's my job to tell people divination!" A female voice roared angrily, "Go back! You have to remember, you are just an animal trainer!"
Tamer? Zhou Mingrui adapted to the light and saw a woman at the door who also wore a pointed hat, black skirt, and red paint. She was just taller and thinner.
The woman sitting in front of him quickly stood up and said sadly:
"Don't mind, I just like this. I have to say that sometimes, my divination and interpretation are quite accurate, really..."
As she spoke, she lifted up 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 sincerely:
"Is it free?"
"...No," replied the real fortune teller.
"Forget it." Zhou Mingrui put his palms back into his pockets, held down the revolver and banknotes, and bent down to walk out of the tent.
It’s true, I actually found an animal trainer to do tarot divination!
Wouldn't an animal trainer who doesn't want to be a fortune teller be a good clown?
Zhou Mingrui quickly put the matter behind him and bought 1 pound of not-so-good lamb at the "Lettuce and Meat" market for 7 pence. He also bought tender peas, cabbage, onions, potatoes and other items, plus The bread before serving cost a total of 25 copper pennies, which is 2 sores and 1 penny.
"You can't help but spend money, poor Benson..." Zhou Mingrui not only lost the two banknotes he took out, but also lost a penny in his trouser pocket.
He sighed casually, no longer thought about it, and hurried back home.
With the staple food, you can perform the transfer ceremony!
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When the tenants on the second floor left one after another, Zhou Mingrui was not in a hurry to perform the ceremony. Instead, he first translated the words "Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal Lord" into ancient Fusak and Rune scripts, planning that if the original spell failed to work, Then change the local language and try again the next day!
After all, we have to consider the issue of two worlds being different and doing as the Romans do.
As for the translation into the Hermes text used for ancient prayers and sacrifices, Zhou Mingrui had difficulty completing it because of his insufficient vocabulary.
After doing all this, he took out four loaves of rye bread from the paper bag. One loaf was placed in the corner where the coal stove was originally placed, one was on the inside of the bottom of the dressing mirror, one was on the top of the cupboard where the two walls met, and one was on the other side. The place to the right of the desk where clutter is stored.
Taking a deep breath, Zhou Mingrui came to the center of the room. He calmed down for a few minutes before taking serious steps and walking in a square direction counterclockwise.
Taking the first step, he chanted in a low voice:
"Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal Lord."
In the second step, he sincerely recited:
"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun."
In the third step, Zhou Mingrui held his breath and whispered:
"The God of Blessing and Prosperity Xuanhuang."
In the fourth step, he exhaled his turbid breath and said silently:
"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun."
After returning to his position after walking, Zhou Mingrui closed his eyes and waited for the result. He was filled with expectations, uneasiness, hope, and fear.
Can you go back?
Will it be effective?
Will there be any unexpected situations?
The darkness in front of him was stained with the crimson brought by the light, and thoughts in Zhou Mingrui's mind surged and it was difficult to calm down.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that the air around him seemed to have stopped flowing and became thick and strange.
Immediately afterwards, whispers that were sometimes thin, sometimes sharp, sometimes illusory, sometimes seductive, sometimes manic, and sometimes crazy sounded in his ears.
Although he clearly didn't understand what the whispering was saying, Zhou Mingrui couldn't help but listen and distinguish.
His head hurt again, as intensely as if a steel drill had been inserted into it.
Zhou Mingrui felt that his head was about to explode, and his thoughts were tinged with psychedelic color.
He knew something was wrong and tried his best to open his eyes, but he couldn't complete this simple action.
His whole body became more and more tense and might break at any time. Zhou Mingrui had an inexplicable self-deprecating thought:
"no Zuo no Die……"
He could no longer bear it. When the string in his mind was about to break, the noisy and overlapping murmurs of countless voices receded, and the surroundings became very quiet and the atmosphere was quite erratic.
Not only the atmosphere, Zhou Mingrui felt that his body was equally erratic.
He tried to open his eyes again, this time with ease.
The diffuse gray fog reflected in his eyes, hazy, blurry and boundless.
"What is going on?" Zhou Mingrui looked around in shock, then lowered his head and found himself floating on the edge of an endless gray fog.The gray mist flows like water, dotted with dark red "stars". Some of them are large, some are small, some are hidden in the depths, and some are floating on the surface.
Looking at this holographic image-like scene, Zhou Mingrui stretched out his right hand half in confusion and half exploration, trying to touch a dark red "star" floating on the surface on the right side, looking for a way to leave.
When his fingers just touched the surface of the star, water ripples suddenly poured out from his body, causing "deep red" to explode, like a dreamy firework.
Zhou Mingrui was startled, and he retracted his right hand in a panic, accidentally touching another "Crimson".
As a result, the "star" also shined brightly.
As a result, Zhou Mingrui felt empty-headed and distracted.
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In Backlund, the capital of Loen Kingdom, in the Queens District, inside a luxurious villa.
Audrey Hall sat in front of the dressing table, stroking the bronze mirror with ancient patterns and cracks on the surface.
"Mirror, Mirror, wake up soon..."
"In the name of the Hall family, I order you to wake up!"
…
She tried one explanation after another, but the mirror showed no reaction.
After more than ten minutes, she finally chose to give up, pursed her lips in frustration, and muttered in a low voice:
"Dad is really lying to me. He always tells me that this mirror is the treasure of the Black Emperor of the ancient Solomon Empire and is an extraordinary item..."
Before she finished speaking, the bronze mirror placed on the table suddenly burst into crimson light, covering her.
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On the Sunian Sea, a three-masted sailboat that was obviously behind the times was sailing through the storm.
Alger Wilson stood on the deck, his body undulating with the bumps and maintaining balance easily.
He was wearing a robe embroidered with lightning patterns, and he was holding a strange-shaped glass bottle in his hand. Bubbles sometimes rolled inside, sometimes frost turned into snow, and sometimes there were traces of wind blowing.
"Still missing the ghost shark's blood..." Alger whispered.
At this moment, deep red burst out between the glass bottle and his palm, flooding the surrounding area in an instant.
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Atop the gray fog, Audrey Hall regained her sight and looked around in horror and confusion. She saw the man with a blurred head and figure diagonally across from her making similar movements.
Immediately afterwards, they almost simultaneously discovered a mysterious man covered in gray-white mist standing not far away.
"Mysterious Man" Zhou Mingrui was also stunned.
"Sir, where is this?"
"What do you want to do?"
Audrey and Alger were startled for a moment and fell into silence, then spoke in unison.
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