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Chapter 144 A divine tree falling from the sky?

half year later.

Peter parked the car and faced Smallwell Square.

The entire square seemed to be bathed in the glow of the setting sun.

Citizens stopped and watched as the drop of orange sherbet melted into the orange ocean of milkshakes—drinking, singing, watching skits, and buying all the tacky, worthless trinkets they could find.

Trained cats performed pantomime, pirates juggled rum bottles, magical men breathed fire, and men stretched like taffy lifted barbells.

The annual harvest festival brings together almost everyone in the town.

Peter brought A-Zu and Star-Lord to participate in the festival celebration.

Star-Lord, who was participating for the first time, was extremely excited and looked around curiously.

Peter walked forward, looking down at his watch.

The hands of the watch are getting closer and closer to the finish line.

According to his estimation, the third baby would be delivered in about a week.

I wonder what type of baby the system will send this time?
Is it male or female?

He actually hoped to send a magician so that he would not be too passive when facing enemies like witches and "Lucifer".

but
I have already done some research and found that there have been no meteor showers in the Kansas area in the past month.

Is it possible that this upcoming meteor shower will not be detected by the weather system?

Peter stared at the hands on his watch, lost in thought.

"Hi, Uncle Padraic."

He was lost in thought when he heard a voice greeting him.

I looked up and saw that it was Lana and Nelle.

Lana, who was wearing a green dress and had a slender figure, had grown taller in just half a year.

"Good morning, Peter."

Nell came over to say hello to Peter.

"Good morning, Nell, and Lana."

Peter greeted the two men.

"Star-Lord seems to have lost weight recently."

With a smile on her face, Neil touched Star-Lord's head.

Being praised by Neil, Star-Lord held his head high with pride.

But after taking a look at his protruding belly, his whole body quickly deflated like a punctured balloon.

"Cough cough."

Peter glanced at Star-Lord, who was in a bad state after being hit, and thought to himself, you are talking about something irrelevant.

"How's business at the Talon Club lately?"

Peter changed the subject and asked Neil about the bar.

"So-so."

Neil shrugged at him. "But business in town hasn't been very good recently. Compared to that, this bar is actually pretty good."

Peter was talking to Neil and Lana, while Star-Lord and Zu slipped away together.

In the crowded square, Star-Lord found a sign: Psychicism - Tell Your Future.

Thinking of the last time when the fortune teller said that he would choke to death, Star-Lord had another fortune-telling idea in his mind.

Having made up his mind, he looked at the owner of the sign.

It turned out that the other person was a woman with a gypsy scarf wrapped around her head.

The woman saw Star-Lord coming over and said, "Hey, kid, I'm so sorry, I'm not open yet!"

"Well, it's okay. I'll give you the money."

Star-Lord said very confidently.

He waved a ten dollar bill in his hand. "You can read my... omens, or my cards, or sniff my pheromones, or whatever you want."

In response to Star-Lord's request, the woman shrugged, as if she could easily achieve her goal without any effort.

"Well, I am conquered by your money."

She sat cross-legged and lifted up a tie-dyed cloth covering a crystal ball, then opened a carved wooden box and pulled out a stack of tarot cards.

A Death card stood up. Behind the inky black cloak on the card was a jagged wooden head, holding a long-handled scythe like a human, harvesting wheat.

"You can call me Miss Hannah, and I can tell fortunes through this crystal ball."

The other said to Star-Lord, "Or, I can read your cards, or your palm lines. It's your choice, kid."

"I can do either."

Star-Lord said as he threw ten dollars at the woman.

This was his few pocket money, and it hurt a little.

The lady with bleached blonde hair took the banknotes handed over by Star-Lord with practiced and experienced movements, and then took out the tarot cards.

She took out a small bag, and Star-Lord smelled the strong stench of herbs. "This is a bag with purification function. I have put sage, angelica and fennel in it--"

As she spoke, she suddenly made an exaggerated gesture and looked at Star-Lord in surprise: "You are in danger of your life now, child."

The woman suddenly looked nervous, and Star-Lord was also intimidated by her.

She cleared her throat and began to shuffle the tarot cards, then handed the deck to Star-Lord, "Cut the cards, kid."

At the edge of the square the sun had melted into a sticky line of gasoline that converged on the horizon.

Star-Lord, feeling a little nervous, swallowed his saliva, carefully divided a stack of tarot cards into two halves, and put one of the stacks back upside down.

The gypsy woman took the deck of tarot cards and began to flick them apart. "This is what is called a Celtic cross—"

Star-Lord asked him puzzledly, "What does it mean?"

The woman turned over the first card.

"Seven of Wands," she said with a hint of beguilement. The image on the card was a man with curly hair standing on a hill, holding a staff that looked like a multi-sectioned object of a cave monster.

He was trapped in a prison shaped like a knotty stick.

"what does that mean?"

"This means that you will soon face enormous difficulties in all aspects—"

Star-Lord thought for a moment and said, "Dad said that everyone faces great difficulties. This is what people often say, 'Hey, look, this is reality.' We are all surrounded by annoying people and shortcomings."

He thought it was no big deal.

"Uh"

The woman paused and continued to turn over the next card.

The card shows a goddess gazing up at a pentagram above a meadow with sheep grazing nearby.

"Star coins."

The gypsy woman said in amazement, as if Star-Lord had just won the metaphysical lottery, "When you encounter difficulties and obstacles in your life, hope and faith will be with you, and you will find that you will embrace optimism like this goddess, embracing the stars."

Star-Lord felt that this card was in line with his life.

He said to the other person, "When I encounter difficulties and obstacles in my life, my father is usually with me."

The gypsy woman looked at Star-Lord in surprise, thinking that this little fat man in front of her unexpectedly had his own understanding of life.

Then she turned over the last card.

Star-Lord looked at the card in surprise and asked her, "What card is this?"

The card showed another little boy with a flowery haircut hanging upside down by his heels, dangling from a tree.

She said to Star-Lord: "This is a Hanged Man, he expresses the moment of difficulty, pain and powerlessness, which means that your life will encounter a powerful setback."

Star-Lord: “.!”

"Why, what's on your mind?"

Peter asked a sullen Star-Lord as they drove back from the festival.

"He went to divine."

A Zu was "telling" to Peter nearby, "Dad, now Star-Lord himself can be considered a senior divination enthusiast."

"No, I am not."

Star-Lord quickly explained to Peter, "I just, Dad, I just want to confirm with her whether I can lose weight successfully."

"So what did she say?"

"She didn't say anything, she just said I would encounter a setback and it would be dangerous."

"Did she really say that?"

Peter didn't expect the other party to be so unscrupulous.

Is it really okay to scare children like this?
Isn't he afraid that he will ruin his business?

"She's not telling the truth, Star-Lord."

Peter comforted him, "This so-called spiritualism, they just look at the cards and then use the most mediocre explanation to fool you. Even if it's not Tarot cards, they can use a flashy crystal ball, or observe the lines on your palm. In fact, the things they observe are the same."

"Dad, I'm not afraid."

Star-Lord said to Peter, "Because I believe my father will help me, everything will be fine. We trust each other and will not be defeated by setbacks."

Star-Lord flattered Peter a little.

"That's good."

Peter said as he stroked Star-Lord's hair.

A-Zu, who was leaning his hand against the car window, snorted when he saw this scene.

night.

Peter has dinner with Star-Lord and Zu.

In addition to being busy searching for spacecraft in the Arctic, the Martian Manhunter has also met a fellow Martian, which has led to his seldom appearance on the farm recently.

Suddenly!

The ground shook violently, and the things on the table were shaken to pieces.

If a bottle of juice falls over, the juice inside will spill out.

At the critical moment, A Zu grabbed the container with lightning speed.

"dad."

Star-Lord swallowed nervously while eating and looked at the shaking ceiling above his head.

"Is it an earthquake?"

Although it was an earthquake, he was not nervous.

Whether it is my father or my grandfather, even if an earthquake occurs and the house collapses, he believes that everyone will be fine.

"boom!"

Before Peter could say anything, a dull "bang" sounded.

Then smoke and dust came into the room from the yard, as if something had fallen on the farm.

Peter immediately moved to the courtyard, and Zu and Star-Lord followed Peter as quickly as possible.

The moment he entered the courtyard, his sight was attracted by a lush ash tree that suddenly appeared.

The ash tree that inexplicably appeared in the courtyard gave people a feeling that it had existed here for a long time, emitting a hazy glow that was impossible to look directly at.

Peter blinked and saw that the ash tree had returned to its ordinary state.

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