This is one of the twenty-two main cards of the Tarot.

"What about you, sir?" Audrey smiled and looked at the "companion" opposite.

Alger frowned slightly, then stretched out, "The Hanged Man."

This is another main card.

"Okay, then we are considered the founding members of the Tarot Society!" Audrey blurted out happily, and then looked timidly at Zhou Mingrui who was shrouded in gray mist, "Are you okay, Mister Fool?"

Zhou Mingrui shook his head with a smile: "You can make up your own minds about such trivial matters."

"Thank you!" Audrey was obviously very excited.

Then, she looked at Alger again: "Mr. Hanged Man, can you repeat the address just now? I'm afraid my memory is not deep enough."

"No problem." Alger was quite satisfied with Audrey's seriousness, and repeated the address again.

After silently reading it three times, Audrey said again with great interest: "I heard that the Tarot cards are just a game invented by Emperor Roselle, but they don't actually have the function of divination?"

"No, in many cases, divination comes from oneself. Everyone has spirituality and can communicate with the spiritual world and the information related to themselves at a higher level. It's just that ordinary people can't perceive this, let alone interpret the obtained information. 'Hint', when they use divination tools, the information will be presented with the help of tools, the simplest example is dreams and dream interpretation." Alger glanced at Zhou Mingrui, seeing that he didn't express, he denied it According to Audrey, "Tarot actually belongs to this kind of tool. It uses more symbols and more reasonable elements to help us interpret 'hints' more conveniently and accurately."

Zhou Mingrui seemed to be casual, but in fact he listened very seriously. It's just that his mental emptiness began to become serious, and his head throbbed with pain.

"Understood." Audrey nodded in approval, and then emphasized, "That's not what I mean, I'm not questioning the Tarot cards, I just heard that Emperor Roselle actually made another deck of cards, a secret one. , There are twenty-two cards in total, which symbolize certain unknown powers. After the completion, he referred to this and invented the twenty-two main cards of the Tarot as a game tool. Is this statement accurate?"

She looked at Zhou Mingrui, as if she wanted to get an answer from the mysterious Mr. Fool.

Zhou Mingrui just smiled, without opening his mouth, and turned his gaze to "The Hanged Man", as if to test you.

Alger subconsciously straightened his back, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, it is said that Emperor Roselle has seen the slate of blasphemy, and that deck of cards contains the mystery of the twenty-two paths to God."

"Twenty-two paths to God..." Audrey repeated in a yearning tone.

At this time, Zhou Mingrui's headache intensified, and he felt that the invisible connection between himself and the crimson stars and gray mist began to shake.

"Okay, let's end today's party here." He made an immediate decision and said in a low voice.

"Follow your will." Alger bowed his head.

"Follow your will." Audrey imitated "The Hanged Man".

She still has a lot of questions and ideas, and she is completely reluctant to end it.

Zhou Mingrui broke off contact and said with a smile, "Let's look forward to the next meeting."

No matter how bright the "star" was, the crimson light shrank back like water. As soon as Audrey and Alger heard Mister Fool's words, their figures became more blurred and more illusory.

In less than a second, the "projection" shattered, and silence was restored above the gray mist.

Zhou Mingrui felt that he was getting heavier rapidly, and his surroundings were erratic. First, there was darkness in front of his eyes, and then there was bright sunshine.

He was still in the apartment room, still standing in the middle.

"It's like a dream... What the hell is that gray mist world... Who or what kind of power created the change just now..." Zhou Mingrui sighed in a low voice, full of confusion, his legs seemed to be filled with lead Go to the desk.

He picked up the pocket watch he had left outside to check how much time had passed.

"One to one time flow." Zhou Mingrui roughly judged. JrNovels.com