Ye Luoli: Go ask the magical tarot cards

"Liang Cai, do you think we were too..."

"Master, I also feel something is wrong..."

Jianpeng and Liangcai looked at the dreamlike sea of ​​flowers and rainbows in the distance, but they had no intention of appreciating them. Mandola should have come by now, but why didn't anything happen this time? Could it be that the mirror array and the undead were all their imaginations? But how could it be possible? It was like this every time.

"Are you still doubting yourself? You are the kind of person who always doubts yourself at the critical moment. Where is your indomitable drive just now?"

As if in a joking manner, the Hanged Man summoned vines to wrap around the dilapidated metal cage and sighed a few times.

"It seems that they are having a lot of fun. Let me see... The one who did the most is my weird sister Yue. The demons seem to be just going through the motions. As for the shabby atmosphere here, there is no doubt that it is the guy who is eager to cause chaos in the world who died.

Don't look at me, I'm not familiar with them. In the Tarot, I have a better relationship with the Hermit, but he is more patient than me, and he probably won't participate in this reconstruction. "

Jianpeng was a little confused. He totally couldn't understand the complicated relationship between the card spirits. However, one of the advantages of single threading is that it simplifies complex problems and avoids easy crashes.

"That means you are not in the same group with them, so you can help us but you don't want to get involved. Oh, by the way, and the one you just mentioned... um... the Hermit is also a partner worth winning over, right?"

Jianpeng's eyes were sparkling, and his anticipation was about to turn into reality, like a pure little bun with a lava filling.

Liangcai was like that too, as if to say that he was worthy of being my master. And this obviously put all the pressure on the card spirit. If it were other card spirits, they might be considered. Unfortunately, the meaning of the Hanged Man is sacrifice. Who said that helping your master bear the pressure is not a sacrifice?

Thousands of emotions and endless thoughts finally turned into a sigh, and the Hanged Man was also impressed by these two funny guys. However, Jianpeng was right in one respect, he really didn't want to get involved and meddle in other people's affairs. Unfortunately, things didn't go as he wished, and now he was also in the game.

"Once you obtain the double card spirit, you will have to bear the card meaning restrictions brought by the double card spirit, but this may not have any impact on you. After all, with your...slightly human intelligence, introspection will not cause internal friction. Although you may not be able to exert your brother's full power, the side effects can be ignored."

After he finished speaking, the Hanged Man sketched out a series of complicated runes in the void, as if he was praying to the starry sky, and the mysterious sky also responded to him.

The off-white cloak almost covered it, leaving only a pair of bright eyes like gems sparkling under the light.

His voice was a very soft, adult voice, but with a hint of the insecurity of a young boy. However, he hid it very well, as if he was born an omniscient and omnipotent wise man, and his every move was full of pride and grace.

"Nice to meet you, Jianpeng and Fairy Bright. I am the Hermit, the number nine in the Tarot. Although our card spirits' strengths are ranked from high to low in accordance with our rankings, unfortunately I am not a card spirit that is good at fighting, so it is difficult for me to really help you."

Jianpeng scratched his head in confusion, feeling like he was at a loss. Was he speaking Chinese? Or was he speaking simplified Chinese? Why did he know every word, but when they were put together, he didn't understand?

After being hit on the head, Jianpeng came back to his senses in pain and wanted to find out the hateful villain who took advantage of his misfortune.

"I have to say, you are really stubborn. That's right, you are always the one who takes the initiative to attract hatred. If you don't have some defense, you won't know how you got it."

The Hanged Man retracted the vines, looked at the somewhat depressed hermit, and held his forehead helplessly.

"Brother, what attracted you to Zina? Can't I learn from her?

Look at me, she is just the former owner. I am the one who can accompany you until the end of time, okay?

Forget it, you go ahead. But before that, how about we exchange some information? "

The hermit's eyes gradually focused, he looked the three little ones up and down, and finally did not say that you don't know anything at all and want to get something for nothing.

Protecting the self-esteem of the little ones is what the elders should do. Besides, this Ye Luoli warrior is a guy who is gradually marginalized. Even if he knows everything, he cannot interfere with the outcome in any meaningful way.

But if I just know it and can't change anything, won't it make him even more sad?

The hermit was once again in a dilemma, but was awakened by Jianpeng and Liangcai's cheers. He was surprised to find that the two little ones didn't seem to care whether the information they wanted to know was disadvantageous to them. Both of them were full of enthusiasm, full of energy and vitality, just like the rising sun, which always attracted the long-dormant sunflowers.

"Perhaps you will be a variable, but variables cannot change everything..."

The hermit muttered something in a low voice, but finally shook his head and smiled bitterly. Why did he start to feel conflicted, hesitant, and timid?

"This is the last reincarnation."

"what?"

Just one sentence made the three little ones stunned. The hermit is really a spiritual card spirit.

"Don't be so surprised, and don't look at me with questioning eyes. This matter was appointed by the God of Time, and the Mother of Life has also agreed. And the one who presided over this last reincarnation is the one you are familiar with... Well, maybe it's quite unfamiliar to Jianpeng and Liangcai, the Spirit of Contract."

Jianpeng and Liangcai couldn't close their mouths at all. The shock couldn't show on their faces at all. They were just like the ice in the Arctic, frozen directly.

"Brother, I really don't know how to petrify..."

"I know, but I don't believe (?w?)hiahiahia"

The two card spirits joked with each other for a while, and when Liangcai came back to his senses, they stopped. The three of them just stared at Jianpeng who was blinking madly, smiling without saying a word.

"In other words, how is this world heading for destruction? If that's the case, why did you show up? Can't you just sit back and watch us disappear like this?"

Jianpeng seemed angry, but he also looked a little aggrieved.

Sure enough, no matter how brave or carefree he is, he is just an ordinary primary school student, just an innocent child, just a Ye Luoli warrior who has not experienced insurmountable hardships.

The card spirits looked at each other, and the Hanged Man ultimately took on the burden of explanation and comfort.

"As expected, I am destined to sacrifice hard work. Jianpeng, although you really can't change the decision of those people, you are not completely without a chance."

"what chance?"

"Although my brother and I have been reshaped, it was a long time ago. We are now in our prime and don't mind making a scene with you.

The previous owner wanted an absolutely perfect world, but how could there be anything perfect in this world? He wanted everything to be like what he saw and thought in his dreams, full of dreamy scenes, like heaven.

So use your recklessness to prove to her that this world is not hopeless. Perhaps there is no need for proof. Perhaps you only need to give her a possibility, a thought, and her path to redemption will continue, and it will be endless..."

Jianpeng didn't understand what was said at all, but somehow, he remembered all these words. Perhaps the great terror between life and death can inspire people's infinite potential. A certain impulsive boy actually grew up extraordinary.

There is a connection between the card spirits. Those who keep moving forward may eventually achieve great success, but the ending is often a sacrifice...

The story should have ended there, but the cooperation between Du Xifei and Mandola did not stop there. They made a decision that both of them found terrifying, and gave the final judgment to mankind in the name of telepathic voting.

They are confident that they can get the majority of votes. If this is true, then the fairies who voted against it will definitely be the opposition. But what they want is not another fairy war, but to prove the fairy they love.

Prove that humans are untrustworthy, prove that existence is meaningful...