Chapter 38

The tent is full of magical colors.

Noah was dressed in a nearly transparent golden gauze, covering her head and face, revealing only a pair of dark bright eyes and a small upturned nose. She was kneeling in the middle of the tent.

Opposite her knelt a middle-aged lady covered with black gauze. Lorraine could not see her face clearly, nor did she need to see it clearly.

Among them stood a low black sandalwood table, which was large and in gold ratio.

Twenty two candles are placed in the four corners at a strange and irregular distance. Two shining hollow short swords are placed on the short side. On the four corners are four conch shaped crystal cups filled with water. Near Noah, a small ball frame is used to set up a dark purple destiny crystal ball.

Purple tent, purple crystal ball, there are no other colors in the tent. Only bright yellow candles meet in the crystal ball through various refractions. After the halo dyeing of hair, they throw strange spots in the tent, either thick or light, becoming the transition between purple and orange.

Lorraine respectfully handed the box to his wife, put it on the ground, took the opportunity to exchange a look with Noah, and then silently retreated to the shadow of the tent, silent like a shadow.

Noah had a shallow smile on her face.

"Madam, please open the box, take out the big Akana inside, and wash the silver medal on the table with your prayer to God."

The lady acted according to her words and took out from the box a pair of luxurious tarot cards made of silver alloy and colored with ore pigment, a total of 22, which is what Noah called the big Akana.

She began to shuffle, devoutly scattered all the cards, folded them up and put them flat in the center of the table.

Noah reached out and gently stroked over the card. It was clear that there was no contact with the card surface, but the closed card spread out like a feather fan.

This magical scene made the lady almost kneel down.

Her breath became heavy and she was about to ask questions. Noah suddenly said, "madam, meditate. I am just the tongue of God. All glory belongs to my Lord."

The lady calmed down at once.

She looked at Noah gratefully and asked softly, "priest, do I need to speak out my questions?"

"You just need to tell the Lord. He will tell me the answer, which is on your card."

The lady became more pious and trembled. She chose three cards from them and put them flat on the table.

Noah swept them with the yarn of her sleeve, and the three cards turned up in order in front of her wife. The priestess, Queen and tower were all in reverse.

Generally speaking, the reverse position represents error and negation, and the lady's face has changed.

But Noah's voice is as soft as ever, which can calm people's mood.

She said, "it seems that you are in trouble, madam. Now please have hope, tell the LORD your thoughts and expectations, and take three more."

The lady took a deep breath and her outstretched hand trembled more and more.

She picked out three more and lined up under the original three. Noah still opened it with her sleeve yarn as usual. Her action was soft and full of mystical characteristics, unpredictable and unpredictable.

The hermit and lover in the right position, and the pope in the wrong position.

With a smile, she took back the rest of the cards, still hanging in the air, and still didn't touch any cards.

The lady knew that divination was over and her breathing became heavy again.

Noah looked at her quietly, holding her hands, and began to caress the fate crystal ball with a strange rhythm.

The dark purple crystal ball was bright and dark in her hand, dizzy with psychedelic color. Candles went out one by one, and soon there were only six left. Roman numerals were written on the candlestick, [II], [III], [v], [vi], [IX] and [v], which were exactly the serial numbers of the six cards.

Noah sighed wearily and said in a floating and ethereal voice, "I know your questions and expectations, madam."

The lady was completely convinced. In front of Noah, she lowered her noble head deeply: "please guide me, priest."

"Your love is facing challenges. It is changing. Your reason doesn't agree with this change, but you can't find a solution in your heart."

"I wanted a child, but God took away my rights."

"Don't panic, madam. The Lord will close the door and open the window." Noah's voice is more and more floating and far away. "You need to reflect and ask your inner thoughts, even if it is contrary to tradition and your upbringing since childhood. The formation of a new relationship takes time, but it will also bring hope to your life."

"What should I do, priest?"

"You will have a healthy and intelligent child. She was conceived in your blood, but now she drifted a branch along the blood river. He is your child. Don't let him slip away from your hand and catch him."

"Go and catch him?"

The candle went out!

The remaining candles suddenly went out at the same time, and the dark tent suddenly became dark. Lorraine immediately opened two thick fences inside and outside, and the sky came in, exposing everything to the light.

The cards on the table disappeared, whether drawn by the lady or never drawn.

They stacked up again and took back the mahogany box, with its mouth wide open and neat.

Noah lay weakly on the table, panting violently in her chest, with a strange ruddy face.

She still had a compassionate smile on her face. Slowly, she said to her wife word by word: "madam, I hope you can find the right way and get a happy life."

……

Everything is on track.

On the third day of divination, the beautiful miss Carmen Xavier was sent out of the country farm by the lady and brazenly moved into the Viscount's manor in the name of taking care of the frail lady.

I just don't know whether it was Carmen Xavier who occupied the magpie's nest or his wife who got a son through her belly.

Lorraine, introduced by the Viscount, attended a reception at the top of belmayo, where he had a good conversation with all six gentlemen of the management committee.

The next day, he reapplied to the Management Committee for permanent residence and was qualified with seven votes.

Two days later, at Mr. Frey's tacky exchange, his glass products were sold at an average price of ￡ 5.5 per box, and he changed hands and bought a batch of really high-quality American Tobacco at a price of ￡ 1.2 per kilogram.

The trade line of the northwest European triangle in his mind has finally been opened.

From then on, the Artemis beauty will gallop on the oil-rich offshore route of belmayo Elgin Stavanger, making huge profits for Lorraine and the future chamber of Commerce.

The new world's hot goods, Scottish spirits and Northern European luxury goods will become his capital to set sail in this era and earn the first pot of gold for him.

On a windy and sunny morning, the Artemis beauty slowly left the calm harbor of belmayo, turned around in the broad Bay of Biscay, set sail, and pointed its bow to the distant British island.

Lorraine, Noah and white ear stood side by side on the deck of the stern cabin, watching the Roma waving goodbye on the wharf disappear at the far end of the horizon.

Lorraine rubbed Noah's black hair. "You told them they didn't have to leave Spain, didn't you?"

Noah wrinkled her good-looking nose: "Roma like to wander, but they don't like to wander in strange places. We are a group of people who love freedom, not a group of people who have lived enough."

"You left them all the rewards of divination, didn't you?"

"Wandering needs money! Without money, they can only steal. They are hated by the local people and wander to strange places."

"But they tried to kill you, didn't they?"

"But it's better to make up at last." Noah rubbed her white ear's round chin and smiled into a crescent moon. "The cousins gave up the fate crystal ball and returned my dance skirt, organ and silver Tarot to me. They prayed to fate together and hoped that I could have good luck in the future wandering. It was all the credit of the captain!"

"The little girl who is easy to forget her revenge." Lorraine looked at her tearfully. "I guess your silver tarot is mixed with iron, and the gold yarn of divination is embroidered with magnets, isn't it?"

"This is... A secret."

Lorraine continued without hesitation: "however, I don't understand how you can guarantee that your wife will win the six cards, and set the pros and cons according to your requirements. I thought you hid the cards in the golden yarn by changing cards, but when I held you out that day, I found that your yarn was too thin to cover anything, even your body."

Noah's face turned red, hesitated, twisted her sleeves and whispered, "divination is the Enlightenment of fate. Don't try to pursue its skills, because it is neither the past nor the future."

"I suddenly felt that you might be a real witch."

"Witch and black cat, tut tut..." lolin smiled at his idea, waved his hand, turned and said goodbye, "white ears, dinner. Next, we'll set up a chamber of Commerce!"

[Volume I, want to smell the sea... End]