Ye Luoli: Go ask the magical tarot cards

The two fairies were chatting animatedly, but their masters were a little reserved. On the way, Qi Na had been talking and Feng Yinsha had been listening, but now the situation was reversed.

"When did you catch up? Weren't you in a hurry to go back? And... why did you hold back on me? I think we are enemies!"

Zina was somewhat at a loss. She had never considered anyone as an absolute evil person who must be killed. Mandola was not one of them, and Feng Yinsha was even less likely to be one. How could she go against the mindset she had built up over the years and easily label others as either black or white?

"It's actually pretty urgent, but I'll still come if you're going to hurt my companions!"

"It seems that we will face off as enemies many times. I hope you won't show mercy just because I'm your friend."

How can someone still ask the opponent to go all out? Wouldn't it be more beneficial for you if I let him go? Zina felt a little disappointed. She seemed to have no deterrent power whether among the protagonists or the enemy. She really wasn't someone who couldn't be happy.

"I'm not sure. Who can predict the future? But I can be sure that we are not enemies at this moment..."

Zina lifted the transformation, the world barrier disappeared, and the anchor card flew out of the card pack. She pinched the card with two fingers, covering one eye, and the magic of the tarot cards surrounded the two of them.

"Anchor, teleport!"

Purple light flashed, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw an unfamiliar garden. Various flowers bloomed against the season, and the colorful flowers competed for beauty, but they could not hide the specialness of the two card spirits.

"Now that you're here, I have something to give you...Who is he?"

The Fool’s words were still so direct and firm. Faced with the almost commanding tone, Zina forgot what to say for a moment. By the time she realized what was going on, she had already missed the best opportunity to explain.

The magic light flashed for only a moment, and all of Feng Yinsha's memories appeared in the Fool's hands. Human memory is an important part of spiritual consciousness. Losing memory is like losing spirituality. The gray memory ball seemed to reflect the other party's unhappy life, the torture of illness and the indifference of relatives. The other party had all the conditions for blackening and looked very dangerous.

"What are you doing! He's not an enemy, at least not yet!"

Zina reacted and became a little anxious. She snatched the Fool Card and started fighting for the ownership of the memory. She brought him here on her own initiative, so she would never let him get hurt here, whether it was his body or his soul!

Facing the sudden toughness of Zina, the Fool was stunned for a moment, and in that moment, the light ball was snatched away by Zina. The magician rushed out from behind, wanting to keep the memory ball, but was restrained by the stressed Zina with a card.

The Magician and Fool cards were both in Zina's hands, emitting dangerous fluorescence, and red magic burst out from Zina's body. At this moment, she only had the memory that she had to protect at all costs. As for whether touching other people's memories would cause irreversible damage to herself, to be honest, she never cared... about being cruel to herself.

Gray memories permeated Zina's right hand. The two distinct forces were clearly in confrontation, but the powerful emotional force was like a timid giant, constantly escaping.

The purple power of fate turned back time, and in a moment, an umbrella seemed to appear from the void. After returning her memory, Zina's right hand tightly grasped the umbrella handle. She prayed that this undefined mysterious paper umbrella could save her, but the reality was the opposite. This umbrella was just like an ordinary oil-paper umbrella, which only blocked the moonlight.

[The intersection of memories will make people forget who they are...

Qin Yin's past was the same as Feng Yinsha's, she was a sickly growing alien flower, and her excessive kindness caused her to be hurt.

She saw that she had taken on the responsibility of the group leader, but was helping her classmates conceal the late submission of assignments; she had chosen to compromise between responsibility and integrity countless times, but in the end, only she, as a good student, was responsible; why couldn't she say no, but the other me could!

He saw that when he was walking on the road, someone would come to pick a fight with him; his world was foggy, and there was an absolute gray area in the unreality. This was the way the world really was; why was it always me who was hurt? What was the meaning of living when no one cared about me! 】

Memories are blending, sufferings are piling up, and the gray soul power touches a certain node, causing the memories sealed by the god of death to seep out a little.

[So… I was in this state before the college entrance examination~

It is normal to feel depressed for a while, it is just a temporary setback. But why do some people want to commit suicide after a year of depression?

Whenever I think of the memories of that time, I can't help but want to cry, but what am I sad about? Why can't I remember it...】

With broken memories and incomplete personality, Zina should have gone crazy, but she managed to hold on. When she opened her eyes, Zina saw the concerned eyes of three men and two women. This was no longer the garden, but the sofa in the villa.

"I...seem to have remembered something..."

Zina's tears couldn't stop flowing. She should be smiling, but this made her look even more fragile.

"The God of Death sealed your memory. I think that memory contains despair and pain. It is better not to remember it..."

The magician wiped Zina's face with a tissue. There were many paper balls on the ground. It seemed that she had been unconscious for some time.

"I still want to explore what needs to be forgotten. After all, the me with all my memories is the real me~

By the way, are you okay? Having your memory extracted must be a very painful thing."

"Me? I was just in a trance, I didn't feel anything."

Zina wanted to say, how could this be possible, but the Fool spoke.

"The owner of the tarot cards is the mysterious god. She has done a deep study of memory. It won't have any impact if the memory is taken out and checked. Even if it is modified, as long as it does not violate the other party's underlying logic, it is absolutely true."

"Really... such a terrifying power~ No wonder the license holders need to be carefully selected..."

"Yes, but once you are chosen, there are only two paths you can take. Either you become a god or you go crazy. There are no exceptions."

The Fool's tone was full of helplessness. He really wanted to comfort this little girl who was bound to have a bad ending, but he had never comforted anyone before. In the end, he could only remain silent.

"Wait, what do you mean, does Xena's power come at a price? Why must she go crazy in the future?"

Feng Yinsha was a little anxious, and he didn't know the reason, but he really cared about this female classmate who showed kindness to him. Unconsciously, she had become his motivation to go to school, and one of the few people he cared about.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. As I said before, the future is still uncertain. Let's talk about what's going on between us!"

The silence was broken by Zina, whose smile was extremely contagious, but the three men were thinking about different things and didn't pay any attention to what she was saying. Zina didn't get angry, and just chatted with the two kids about the construction plan of the fairyland.

The three who came back to their senses also listened to Zina's narration. Everything in the fairyland seemed to have a happy ending in her fantasy. This dreamlike sense of unreality made people intoxicated, but after waking up, they felt a little absurd, but according to Zina's description, it seemed worth a try.

"So, Wonderland is your territory now, right?"

Feng Yinsha asked a very difficult question. Zina felt that the fairyland belonged to all the fairies, but as the absolute leader, she couldn't say it out loud.

"Preliminary preparations require an absolute person in charge, and centralized and unified leadership is a must. If power is dispersed layer by layer, it will only continue to degrade, and in the end nothing can be accomplished..."

Zina kept arguing, her tough tone revealing her arrogance. She had confidence in the knowledge brought by the other world, and her ideas would not waver.

Feng Yinsha's problem disappeared in front of the confident Zina, which made the two card spirits smell something strange. This scene was like two high-spirited and like-minded intellectuals discussing a certain trend...

Oh no, Zina won't fall. I just asked Zina to come here to discuss the next plan, and suddenly found that the house seemed to have been robbed...

Or was it stolen by someone from Mandola? This world is a little crazy (*￣m￣)

Mini-theater: What are the three men thinking?

Let’s first talk about our guardian card spirit, the Magician.

What he cares about is Zina's future. After all, it is well known that using a power that does not belong to you must have a price, not to mention the mysterious and powerful Tarot cards!

Feng Yinsha’s idea is relatively simple. He just wants to help this girl who is good to him, no matter what he does. Perhaps this is the purest affection!

The Fool's thoughts are very complicated. He has doubts about the predictions of the God of Destiny, feels guilty about Zina, and is more confused. Where should the mysterious power go? The Tarot cards that have lost their target still need to look for the holder. What is the meaning of creating a god?