"Tarot cards can be passed down so ......"

Anna was stunned.

"Tarot ...... How could it have been around for so long? ”

Not to mention the tragedy of this catastrophe before the First Age, tarot cards were born in medieval Europe, and their graphics have not changed much in modern times.

But in the Fifth Age, after so many world annihilations in the middle, how could it be possible to still use these patterns and names.

"I vaguely remember that the tarot cards of the Fifth Age seemed to have been invented by someone, there was no such thing before, but I can't remember who invented it......"

There are two possibilities, one is that Annathan, as a worker at the bottom of society, has no time to pay attention to things like divination, and wanders on the edge of life and death all day long, and does not understand the extenuating circumstances of tarot cards.

The second possibility is that her memory has been erased about tarot cards.

And, what she looks like now.

The identity of a noble lady is the same as that of a modern Anna, and she is completely unable to recall the memories related to this noble lady in reality.

This confirms once and for all that Anna has a third memory in her mind.

Anasson, Anna, Unknown Angel.

The first memory was the clearest, almost making Anna think that she was Anason who had been transformed by taking potions.

The second one is the deepest, and only in such dreams can some fragments be seen.

The third memory of the angel is completely only a concept, without any actual picture or corresponding knowledge.

Based on this, Anna guessed even more boldly.

Anason's memories and the concept of angels both belong to the witch camp, and Anna is clearly a completely different camp.

So my memories come from the manipulation of two different gods.

One side represents calamity, the other side ...... There is currently only one tarot card as a representative.

On the card, a beautiful empress sits on an elegant and comfortable chair, surrounded by a dense forest, which makes people feel carefree and leisurely, and there is a heart next to the chair, as if she has the heart to give you these fertile land and fruits, and the perfect love should be thankful.

This card represents a bountiful harvest.

But now I am in an era when the world is going to perish.

Harvest what?

One second Anna was still contemplating the slate, and the next second, she reappeared on the bed of the RV.

Immediately after, her phone rang rapidly.

She didn't even have to look to know that it must be Yang Jian.

"Hey, did you get into that dream?"

Anna knew that the other party had probably seen something that she shouldn't have seen, but she didn't worry about anything, and the soldiers came to cover the water.

"Yes, I've seen some very strange images."

"You weren't attacked?" Yang Jian was sweating profusely, he had just suffered a terrible experience in a dream.

A group of treacherous people gathered around him, and he only had a fruit knife to defend himself.

Although this group of treacherous people no longer has supernatural powers, Yang Jian has also become an ordinary person.

He was sadly beaten by the group.

"I was attacked, but I solved it, you won't be solved, right?" Anna's tone was understated, "You're dead, so the dream is over, so this trick should be directed at you." ”

"Nope." Yang Jian's answer was unexpected, "I was stabbed, but I was saved by something, and I don't know what happened later, but that's not the point, the point is, why is it a scene in medieval Europe?" No one else can have this kind of memory except you, have you lived for many years, thousands of years? ”

"Ahh

You really think I'm a witch.

Okay, lest I have to find another explanation.

"This is my secret, and it has nothing to do with you." Anna replied, neither admitting nor denying it.

It's like a hint that I'm an old witch who has lived for more than a thousand years.

Although Yang Jian has experienced countless twists and turns in the past six months, he has a deep understanding of this treacherous and reviving world, but when a new existence appears, the shock brought to him is far greater than learning about the existence of Qin Lao at the headquarters.

Qin Lao only lived for a hundred years, and the trick in his body died when he was born.

Still a trickster in nature.

But the witch ......

"I still can't explain it...... Why ......" Yang Jian was a little incoherent, "then you guys...... Can you learn your witchcraft? ”

He thought of the possibility of solving the paranormal event.

The trickster goes to solve the supernatural incident, after all, it is to put out the fire with salary, and treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

If witches' witchcraft can be learned, wouldn't it be possible to create batches of witches and completely solve supernatural events?

Thinking of this, Yang Jian's tone was a little excited.

But the result was destined to disappoint him.

Anna had already thought of the answer to such a question.

"Our power comes from the gods, and there are no gods in this world anymore, so I am irreproducible, the only one, understand?"

"God? Is there really a god? ”

Yang Jian felt the restlessness of the revival of the eyes in his body, and he didn't know what to say.

"Wake up early tomorrow, there are still some places to investigate, and I feel that these dreams are inseparable from what my dad left behind."

Tonight is too exciting for Yang Jian.

He didn't dare to sleep, and took the initiative to withdraw the headless shadow into his body.

Without a shadow, he took the initiative to bear the influence of the trick at the moment.

Yang Jian in this state is extremely rational, he doesn't know how to be tired, and at the same time, the feelings of people will be suppressed to the minimum, or even close to none, and he is indifferent not like a normal living person.

Usually, he doesn't.

But Yang Jian wasn't sure if he would be careless and enter that nightmare again in the middle of the night.

The night passed.

As agreed the night before, Anna drank Yangjian and came to the south of the village.

To the south of the village is a fishpond, which used to be connected to a nearby river, but was later artificially transformed to form this fishpond, and the fishpond renovator is, of course, Yang Jian's father.

The water in the fish pond is clear and alive.

This fish pond was raised for a period of time after Yang Jian's father made it before, but it did not generate some income, and it was abandoned here not long after, and then it was left to the relatives and villagers in the village to borrow.

At first glance, it sounds like a bad guy who doesn't do his job.

But when you think about it, there's a lot going on here.

In any era, eating was a problem, and Yang Jian's family's economic conditions were not very good.

It is unbelievable that it took so much effort to build a fish pond and let it be abandoned.

So this became the first target for Yang Jian to explore.

Yang Jian was standing by this fish pond at the moment, looking at the fish pond left by his father.