Ye Luoli: Go ask the magical tarot cards

Zina calmed down and walked into the depths of the forest with Fei Ling. She was wondering where she should go. The mother of life, Princess Ling - Hua Ling, was an extremely gentle and kind fairy. She cared about life but loved living things too much, so would it be wrong to let the god of death find her...

——Forest Exploration Team

Death: Is it over on the moon?

Zina: Yes, it went very... smoothly. How about you?

Death: I found it a long time ago. Why is she in a...cage? As the master of life in the fairyland, why does she look...so...weak?

Zina: This... I don't know either_(:3」∠)_. In the animation, the ability of the King of the World is evolution. He is the biggest threat to the fairyland that I know of. There is also a tenth-level Dharmadhatu who is a microorganism. They should be a branch under life, but for some reason, the mother of life is the one that dominates life...

Death: ...Okay, wait a moment. I'll talk to her first. If you want to listen, just follow the direction I point you to.

Xena: Can't you teleport?

Death: Did the moon teleport you there? That is the ability of the three siblings. My ability is mostly about the cycle of life and death, similar to the Wheel of Fortune. So I can't teleport directly across time and space. I'm not sure you can withstand short-distance teleportation. After all, humans are fragile artifacts.

Zina: Okay, I'm really heading there, please don't offend Princess Ling too much.

Death: How could that be? Life and death are an endless cycle. How could I not care about my other side and offend her?

Zina: Thank you~ We'll be there soon...

Death: Don’t worry, it seems like she can’t leave here.

——Flower Sea Tide

The God of Death looked at the Mother of Life sitting in the exquisite cage, and didn't know what to say for a moment. He looked at Princess Ling who was concentrating on doing something with some complicated feelings, and finally did not disturb her.

"Yelori magic, the spirit of life, the heart of the soul. I give you soul life, fly freely."

There were countless psionic butterflies flying around her, they were flying happily and freely, making people who saw them feel happy. But they could not take away the fairy who created them, the locked heart...

The fairy in the cage is beautiful, but also very sad. Death knows that what is really in the cage is not the flying butterflies, but another caged bird...

Gently knocking on the hanging cage and quietly leaning on it, Princess Ling seemed to be at a loss. The spirit butterfly easily flew out of the cage and scattered like birds and beasts, leaving only the fairy with a sad face.

"What are you thinking? My power is the opposite of yours. You should have sensed it long ago, but you didn't. It wasn't until I made a sound that you noticed my presence.

As the mother of life, she should be in control of life, but she is controlled by living beings, trapped in a cage and grieving alone..."

Death took a deep breath. He really didn't know what to say... Every ruler of life is kind, powerful and wise. But this one... She couldn't see any extra qualities except kindness. She was simply a paranoid saint. Zina must not be allowed to see such a life, otherwise the corresponding death would also be implicated.

"I... am not the ruler of life, nor am I a master. I am just a fairy who loves living things, that's all..."

Princess Ling was a little overwhelmed. She felt a force that was completely opposite to her own, several times stronger than her own. She was afraid of angering the other party. She was not sure if she could protect the creatures in the sea of ​​flowers. But if necessary, she would do everything she could to stop him!

"Don't look at me with such a determined look. If I had any bad intentions, you would have died long ago. Why would I have to say so much to you?"

The God of Death was speechless. This life didn't seem very smart, and at the same time, had an excessive sense of responsibility. It was such a headache.

"It seems so... I am Hua Ling, the mother of life in the fairyland, also known as Princess Ling. What about you?"

"The God of Death is the spirit of a person who is on his way here. You can think of it as a specific worker on a certain day. Anyway, you'd better adjust your state now. I really can't afford to lose this person."

The God of Death is now very introverted. He feels that this spiritual princess is too weak, and it seems that her life can be easily controlled by others.

"Death? Are you the fairy who controls the power of death? No, if fairies are related, the time of their birth would not be too different, so you are not a fairy..."

Death was helpless. Was he going to praise Hua Ling for learning to think or ask him back, "Do you have a hearing problem? Didn't I say that myself?" He was a card spirit, and he could still think of her as a fairy...

"Then, card spirits are another form of life that is different from fairies and relies on laws. So you are a new fairy! Not... a creature from the human world or other worlds!"

The God of Death was somewhat relieved. It turned out that life could think. Perhaps it was just that a person had been locked up for too long and was a little dull. He could infer that he did not belong to the fairyland just by a name. This was worthy of recognition.

"Yes, I come from another world. I am a tarot card born in the boundless universe. It symbolizes ending, acceptance, rebirth, change, and sublimation. Life and death are an endless cycle. As the only fairy in this world who is related to life, you represent more than just life."

Death: Another destructive level of life. Without this mechanism, life cannot be reborn. It can be said that Death clears the space to give the soul a chance to be reborn.

"Okay, enough talking, my licensee is here, let's watch her performance!"

Death shut up silently and gave the stage to Zina who came with the Star card. She was very smart and knew that the Moon card could not be used. The Sun was mostly aggressive, and the Star was indeed a good hand at rushing.

Zina was a little out of breath. Not only did she run, she also used magic, and the key was that she brought someone with her. She felt that her body no longer completely belonged to her. She didn't feel grounded at all, as if she was stepping on soft soil.

Zina looked down and found that it was indeed mud. Her feeling was correct. She breathed a sigh of relief and was completely relieved.

"Hello, Princess Ling. I am Zina, the Ye Luoli warrior chosen by Fairy Xin Ling."

After Zina finished speaking, she looked at the card spirit vigilantly, fearing that she would be attacked by a fierce opponent.

Death:? What are you looking at me for (＊?◇?), I didn't think of what to say when I came here (ー_ー)!! Never mind, I have something to ask you.

"Life, as the mother of life in the fairyland, you have never considered magic such as life deprivation, which is the power of death corresponding to life."

"Yes, Brother Death. My rainbow ribbon can extract a certain amount of life force, but I usually don't use it..."

"Because you think this is harmful to living beings and violates the authority of life, right?"

Princess Ling nodded slightly. She also wanted to fight back against the fairies who hurt her, but as the mother of life, shouldn’t she be tolerant and tolerant of everything about living beings?

The God of Death wanted to laugh. He seemed to know why life was so weak. Because her kindness and tolerance had no boundaries, this was no longer kindness. This was self-torture...

"Are the fairies in Wonderland worthy? Or do they really love and respect you to the extent that you must give everything you have to repay them? Are living beings really worthy of the complete devotion and absolute preference of the authority of life?"

"They have always respected me, and I am also one of the most powerful Saint-level fairies in the fairyland!"

Princess Ling was a little angry, and said that she could, but not her loved ones (▼皿▼#)!

Death quietly looked at the life in front of him who could only talk back to him in the cage, and smiled. She was just like the paranoid self she used to be. It was a pity that life and death were reincarnations, and abandoning either would not bring her to the extreme. Perhaps this young life agent cared too much about her responsibilities.

"Hua Ling, can I call you that? We had some unpleasantness just now, but as the Fairy of Life, perhaps you should be tolerant of living things. But, what does death look like in your eyes?"

"Death... I don't know how to describe it. But life seems to be afraid of it, but sometimes it longs for it..."

Princess Ling was feeling the response of the living beings. She once thought that the messenger of death should be cruel, but it seemed not to be the case.

Brother Death has a very strange affinity, but when you want to get close to him, you feel a chill. Why does life have no aversion to death? Aren't we natural enemies?

The Grim Reaper smiled a little roguely, and took advantage of Princess Ling's inattention to blow her head off. He could have avoided being discovered, but he just maintained the action just now, quietly waiting for the other party's reaction.

"Ouch (T ^ T), that hurts. Brother Death, you are such a bad guy!"

Princess Ling covered her forehead, pouted her lips angrily, and looked at the bad guy viciously.

"Haha, as expected, the new life is the briefest pure white in the world. I didn't believe it at first, but now I have seen it. Even when angry, it is so cute. It is indeed a treasure given by the gods!

How do you feel now? Is it still painful? I gave you some strength, can you hear clearly now? "

Princess Ling nodded. It was only after her heart was sealed that she began to listen carefully to the prayers of living beings, but she had never been able to hear them clearly. Now that she had this power, she could hear them all at once.

"Listen! These are the prayers of living beings. Some long for the afterlife, some pray for a new life, and some cherish today's fate...

They all live in the gap between life and death. When do they start to be born and when do they start to die?"

"When you are born, you live. When you live, you live. Only at the end does death end your life. Does the god of death want to embarrass me with this kind of question?"

Hua Ling replied confidently, waving her hands, like a student who wanted to be called by the teacher, lively and agile. In response, the Grim Reaper looked at Zina.

Zina: ??? What does it have to do with me???

"License holder, what do you think about this issue?"

Zina: I stand and watch with my eyes! But why do I feel like I'm being called on for questioning because I was absent-minded in class? It's so strange. Am I not in college?

Oh (′-w-`), I remember now, my life has started over again, and I am still in elementary school...

But I'm not blind, how can I find the highlights?

“I have heard a saying before that when a person is born, he is constantly moving towards death, which is ‘birth and death’.

For us humans, "living towards death" is our destiny. Even if technology can make people live forever one day, no power can achieve immortality in the end, not even the universe! Everything in the world has its own laws of growth, and as long as we are in this world, we cannot escape the laws set by the universe. Birth, aging, sickness, death, spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Therefore, in my eyes, there is no clear boundary between life and death. I cannot predict when I will die, but I can decide how I live. This is the point of view that I understand and agree with, that is, live in the present moment. "

After saying that, Zina looked at the God of Death with a guilty conscience. She didn't know if it was right or not, but she just knew that there shouldn't be a correct answer to such a philosophical question...

"Teacher" please speak, if you don't speak I will sit down on my own accord~ No (~_~;) I seem to have been standing the whole time...

Shit! I was so stupid at school that I forgot to ask myself, not which subject the teacher was, but a card that was smart...

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