Free? Free things are the most expensive! Zhou Mingrui muttered silently, planning to firmly refuse any additional services later.

If you have the ability, you can predict that I am a time traveler!

Thinking of this, Zhou Mingrui followed the woman with red and yellow oil paint on her face, bent down and entered the low tent.

It was very dark inside the tent, with only a little light seeping in, dimly illuminating a table covered with cards.

The woman in the pointed hat was not affected at all. She walked around the table in her long black skirt like floating on water, sat opposite and lit a candle.

The tent was dim and swaying, and it seemed to be bright and dark, instantly adding a sense of mystery.

Zhou Mingrui sat down calmly, glanced at the tarot cards on the table, and found the main cards he was familiar with, such as "The Magician", "The Emperor", "The Hanged Man" and "Temperance".

"Comrade Roselle is really a 'senior'. I wonder if he is a fellow countryman of my Great Foodie Empire." Zhou Mingrui's mouth twitched slightly, and he was in a trance.

Before he could finish looking at the cards turned over on the table, the woman who claimed to be "good at divination" had already reached out, gathered all the tarot cards together, stacked 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.

"Let me wash it?" Zhou Mingrui asked subconsciously.

The fortune teller's face was flushed with yellow and yellow, and he smiled faintly and said:

"Of course, only one can predict one's own destiny. I am just an interpreter."

Zhou Mingrui immediately asked back with caution:

“There’s no extra charge for interpretation, right?”

As a keyboard folklorist, I've seen a lot of tricks like this!

The fortune teller was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he said sullenly after a while:

“It’s free.”

Zhou Mingrui felt relieved, stuffed the revolver a little deeper into his pocket, then calmly stretched out his palms and skillfully shuffled and cut the cards.

"Okay." He placed the shuffled tarot cards in the middle of the table.

The fortune teller clasped his hands together, looked at the cards carefully for a while, and suddenly said:

"Sorry, I forgot to ask, what do you want to divine?"

When he was chasing his failed first love, Zhou Mingrui also studied Tarot cards and said without hesitation:

"Past, present, and future."

This is a divination layout in the 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. Only then can you shuffle the cards that have real symbolic meaning."

Were you kidding me just now? Why are you so stingy? I just emphasized that it's free. The muscles on Zhou Mingrui's face twitched. He took a deep breath, took back the Tarot cards, and reshuffled and cut them.

"Is everything okay this time?" He placed the cut cards on the table.

"No more." The fortune teller stretched out his finger, picked up a card from the top, and placed it on Zhou Mingrui's left hand. His voice became increasingly hoarse, "This one symbolizes the past."

"This symbolizes the present." The fortune teller placed the second card in front of Zhou Mingrui.

She picked up the third card and placed it on Zhou Mingrui's right hand side:

“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 for a moment.

The fortune teller nodded slowly and turned over the card in front of him.

This card depicts a young man wearing gorgeous clothes and a gorgeous headdress, carrying a cane on his shoulder with luggage hanging on the top of the cane, and being pulled by a puppy behind him. The serial number is "0".

"The Fool." The fortune teller read out the card softly, his gray-blue eyes fixed on Zhou Mingrui.

The Fool? Tarot card number zero? The beginning? Contains all possible beginnings? Zhou Mingrui is not even a beginner tarot enthusiast, so he can only make a rough interpretation based on his impression.

Just as the fortune teller was about to speak, the cloth door of the tent was suddenly opened, and strong sunlight shone in, causing Zhou Mingrui, who had his back to the tent, to instinctively squint his eyes.

"Why are you pretending to be me again! Fortune telling is my job!" A female voice growled angrily, "Go back now! Remember, you are just a beast tamer!"

Animal trainer? Zhou Mingrui adjusted to the light and saw a woman at the door wearing a pointed hat, a black skirt, and red butter paint, but she was taller and thinner.

The woman sitting in front of him stood up quickly and said unhappily:

"Don't mind, I just like this. I have to say, sometimes my divination and interpretation are quite accurate, really."

As she spoke, she lifted her skirt, walked around the table from the side, and quickly left the tent.

"Sir, do you need me to interpret it for you?" 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," the real fortune teller replied.

“Forget it.” Zhou Mingrui put his hands back into his pockets, held down the revolver and banknotes, bent down and walked out of the tent.

What the hell, they actually hired a beast trainer to do Tarot divination!

A tamer who doesn’t want to be a fortune teller isn’t a good clown?

Zhou Mingrui quickly put the matter behind him and bought a pound of not-so-good lamb for a penny at the "Lettuce and Meat" market. He also bought green peas, cabbage, onions, potatoes and other items. Together with the bread he had bought before, he spent a total of 25 copper pence, or 2 soli pence.

"Money is really hard to spend, poor Benson." Zhou Mingrui not only lost the two banknotes he brought out, but also lost a penny that was originally in his trouser pocket.

He sighed casually, thought no more, and hurried back home.

With the staple food, you can perform the luck-changing ritual!

After the tenants on the second floor left one after another, Zhou Mingrui did not rush to perform the ceremony. Instead, he first translated words such as "Fusheng Xuanhuang Xianzun" into ancient Fessac and Loen. 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 differences between the two worlds and adapt to local customs.

As for translating it into the Hermetic language used for ancient prayers and sacrifices, Zhou Mingrui found it difficult to complete due to his insufficient vocabulary.

After doing all this, he took out four loaves of rye bread from the paper bag and placed one in the corner where the coal stove was originally placed, one on the inside bottom of the dressing mirror, one at the top of the cupboard where the two walls meet, and one on the right side of the desk where miscellaneous items were piled.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Mingrui came to the center of the room. He calmed down for a few minutes before taking a solemn step and walking in a square counterclockwise.

Taking the first step, he whispered:

"Blessings to the Immortal Xuan Huang."

The second step was to sincerely recite:

"Blessings to the Heavenly Sovereign Xuan Huang."

In the third step, Zhou Mingrui held his breath and whispered:

"Blessings beget the God of Xuan Huang."

In the fourth step, he exhaled and silently recited:

"Blessings to the Heavenly Master Xuan Huang."

After returning to his seat, Zhou Mingrui closed his eyes and waited for the result, feeling anticipation, uneasiness, hope and fear in his heart.

Can you go back?

Will it work?

Will there be any unexpected situations?

The darkness before his eyes was tinged with the deep red brought by the light, and thoughts in Zhou Mingrui's mind surged and were difficult to calm down.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the air around him seemed to stop flowing, becoming sticky and strange.

Immediately afterwards, whispers that were sometimes soft, sometimes sharp, sometimes unreal, sometimes alluring, sometimes manic, and sometimes crazy rang in his ears.

Although he couldn't understand what the whispering was saying, Zhou Mingrui couldn't help but listen and try to understand.

His head hurt again, as if a steel drill had been inserted into it.

Zhou Mingrui felt like his head was about to explode, and his thoughts were tinged with psychedelic colors.

He knew something was wrong and tried hard to open his eyes, but he couldn't complete this simple action.

The whole person was becoming more and more tense, and it might break at any time. Zhou Mingrui inexplicably had a self-deprecating thought:

"Don't commit suicide and you won't die"

He could no longer bear it, and when the string in his mind was about to break, the noisy and overlapping whispers of countless voices faded away, and the surroundings became very quiet and the atmosphere was quite erratic.

Not only the atmosphere, Zhou Mingrui felt that his body was also feeling vague.

He tried to open his eyes again, and this time it was very easy.

The diffuse gray fog reflected in his eyes, hazy, blurred and boundless.

"What's 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 fog flows like water, dotted with crimson "stars". Some of them are big, some are small, some are hidden deep, and some float on the surface.

Looking at this holographic scene, Zhou Mingrui stretched out his right hand half confused and half exploring, trying to touch a deep red "star" floating on the surface on the right, looking for a way to leave.

When his fingers just touched the surface of the star, water ripples suddenly surged out from his body, causing the "deep red" to explode like a dreamy firework.

Zhou Mingrui was startled and hastily retracted his right hand, accidentally touching another "deep red".

Then, the "star" also began to shine brightly.

As a result, Zhou Mingrui felt his head was empty and his mind was distracted.

In the Queens District of Backlund, the capital of the Kingdom of Loen, in a luxurious villa...

Audrey Hall sat in front of the dressing table, stroking the bronze mirror with an ancient pattern and cracked surface.

"Mirror, mirror, wake up!"

"In the name of the Hall family, I order you to wake up!"

She tried one statement after another, but the mirror showed no reaction.

After more than ten minutes, she finally gave up, pursed her lips in grievance, and muttered softly:

"Dad is really lying to me. He always tells me that this mirror is a treasure of the Black Emperor of the ancient Solomon Empire and is a special item."

Before she finished her words, the bronze mirror placed on the table suddenly emitted a deep red light, enveloping her.

On the Sonia Sea, a three-masted sailing ship that was clearly outdated was sailing through the storm.

Alger Wilson stood on the deck, his body rising and falling with the turbulence, maintaining his balance easily.

He was wearing a robe embroidered with lightning patterns and holding a strangely shaped glass bottle in his hand. Sometimes bubbles were rolling inside, sometimes frost turned into snow, and sometimes there were traces of wind.

"We still need the ghost shark's blood," Alger whispered.

At this moment, a deep red burst out between the glass bottle and his palm, instantly flooding the surroundings.

Audrey Hall regained her sight above the gray mist, and looked around in fear and confusion. She saw the man with a blurred head and a hazy figure across from her doing the same thing.

Soon after, they almost simultaneously discovered a mysterious man shrouded in gray-white mist standing not far away.

The "mysterious man" Zhou Mingrui was also stunned.

"Sir, where is this?"

"What do you want to do?"

Audrey and Alger were stunned at first and fell silent, then they spoke at the same time.

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