Chapter 118 Chapter 118 Bai Tianming looked at the little...

Bai Tianming looked at the small statue. He hesitated between taking it directly and finding something to put it in the box. Then he took out a handkerchief and picked up the statue from the seat.

Afterwards, he held the statue with a handkerchief, found a square red box, padded it with soft silk, and put the statue and the handkerchief inside.

If you want to close the box, the statue will have to turn over and lie horizontally inside to barely fit inside, but the statue may not be willing to do so. There is no point in closing it by force, and accidents may easily occur.

Bai Tianming had no intention of covering the lid. He asked the palace maids, who seemed to have not yet come to their senses, to find an open space and build a small altar so that he could place the box there.

The palace maids were still a little confused. They looked around and found that everyone was in disarray. They were shocked and quickly put on their clothes, buttoned up their clothes, and tidied their hair. At the same time, they smelled the sour smell of sweat and the sweet and bitter smell on their bodies. They couldn't help frowning. Their faces were still hot and red, and they felt wet all over, as if water could be wrung out of every piece of fabric.

Some palace maids even felt that their shoes had flown away. While picking up their socks from the ground, they searched for their shoes in the corners. After finally putting them on, they looked up and their faces were still burning hot, as if they could be roasted raw.

But after receiving the order, the palace maids turned around and looked for a suitable open space. They walked hurriedly, like a group of fireflies racing against time. If they were a little slower, they would die, so they didn't care about anything else.

As for the guards, they bent over and lowered their heads, their faces flushed red, and they couldn't straighten up at all. Each of them looked like a bent iron rod, and even kicking couldn't straighten it. Their clothes were wrinkled and water was dripping down drop by drop, and no one knew what the water was.

Bai Tianming waved to them and told them to go down and clean up themselves before coming back up. After coming back, they should remember to clean the area.

The guards knelt down and thanked him profusely, then quickly turned around and ran away, holding their clothes under their tucks, with their heads lowered and their backs bent, looking very sneaky, as if they were carrying a large bag of gold and silver that had been stolen from somewhere.

At the same time, Joshua, who received the cards at home, looked at the pile of golden cards and suddenly became angry. He picked up all the cards from the table, held one side in one hand, and hit them hard with his knee.

But the card did not break, but he heard a cracking sound, as if it was his bones that were broken. He couldn't help but scream, and threw the thing in his hand to the ground and stepped on it hard. As a result, he lost his balance and fell to the ground. His knees still hurt slightly, and his forehead hit the table next to him, leaving a big bump on his head.

He fell to the ground in a daze, as if he had lost all his strength, and cried silently. Tears fell from his face, soaking his hair and clothes.

He cried for a long time, until it was completely dark. He felt a little sleepy and not so sad. Then he slowly got up from the ground, picked up the cards, rinsed and wiped them with water, and threw them back into the disgusting box.

The box made a noise, a short, sharp, sarcastic laugh.

He felt angry and exhausted, so he walked away without even looking back, but only asked the servants around him to wake him up early the next day as he had to go to court.

The servant agreed, and he returned to his bedroom, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep unknowingly.

The next day, he arrived at the palace and drew a debauchery card in front of everyone. He didn't know what to do, so he looked at the card for a long time.

Bai Tianming clapped his hands happily and had the statue brought out of its box. He lifted the red veil from the statue like untying a bow on a gift and smiled at Joshua. "If you don't know what to do, how about praying to this god? It just so happens that this god owes me a wish!"

Bai Tianming casually threw the red handkerchief on the table beside him, as if it were a rag, looked at Joshua with a smile, and said condescendingly: "I haven't used it yet."

Joshua hesitated for a moment. His intuition told him that getting close to that thing now would not end well. But he thought about it carefully. What would happen if he didn't go?

Just find someone else and kill him like an animal? It would be better to pray to the gods and Buddhas. If that really works, it would be better than turning into an animal.

He walked forward, not knowing what to do. Bai Tianming waved to the others and said, "That's all for today. You can go now."

The others quickly left, leaving a large area of ​​the palace empty. Bai Tianming, like a teacher, instructed Joshua, "Just like when you go to church, pray to God, confess in the confessional, and ask for forgiveness and mercy when you see the priest. Just do it now. It's very simple. I'll be watching, so there won't be any danger."

Joshua didn't believe what he said, but now he had no choice but to believe it. After thinking about it, he suddenly felt that he was ridiculous, so he did what Bai Tianming said without hesitation.

From the moment he touched the cards in his hand, his life had been completely ruined. Now he was just walking on the road of destruction, gradually moving forward, gradually going deeper, gradually unable to turn back, and gradually approaching death.

He should have known it long ago, he really did know it long ago. So, having come this far, what was there to doubt? What was there to fear?

Others might look down on him because of these cards, but so what? What did other people mean to him? Did other people ever care about him? Did other people ever stay with him?

Nothing, nothing at all, nothing is relevant.

Why does he have to care about what others think or see? Why can't others care about him? If others have no obligation to care about him, then he has no obligation to care about others!

If everyone has their own destiny, then he has his own destiny and others have their own destiny. If others' lives were lost in his hands, how can we blame him? We should blame ourselves and fate!

What does it have to do with him? He doesn't have the energy to care about so many things. He can't care about them! He doesn't want to care! It's useless to care!

What he should do now is to break all the cards in the box as quickly as possible and end this round of game. If everything goes smoothly after the game, he will pretend that nothing happened.

If there is another round after the game is over, he will do everything he wants to do and everything he can do before he dies, leaving no regrets.

If he died before the game was over, that would be fine too, because after death, he wouldn't have to suffer such torture, wouldn't have to endure pain anymore, and maybe he could even meet the person he wanted to see.

If that’s the case, it’s a good thing, so what’s there to worry about?

He should be faster!

He couldn't think anymore. The more he thought, the more painful it became. He shouldn't think. He wanted to be happy. If he wanted to pursue happiness, he had to get rid of the cards.

If you want to get rid of the card, you have to break it. If you want to break the card, of course the sooner the better. There is an opportunity right in front of you, so why hesitate?

Like every believer trapped in pain and unable to save themselves, he knelt on the ground, longing for hope and happiness. His face was filled with absurd numbness, and his eyes revealed a vague obsession with what he loved and desired, which could not be changed. He prayed to the statue word by word with great sincerity: "I hope to break this card in my hand!"

The statue suddenly came to life, transforming from a rigid posture into an extremely flexible, muscular beauty. It jumped down from the table and gradually grew larger, becoming like a normal person. It stood in front of Bai Tianming and Joshua, tilted its head and looked at Joshua, with its hands on its hips, and said, "Your problem is a little difficult. It's not that I can't do it, but I see that you don't seem to be willing to handle it like an ordinary person. So you prayed to me, hoping that you wouldn't break this card like an ordinary person, right?"

"Yes." Joshua was surprised. He didn't expect that the statue would be so reasonable. He was a little dazed and almost thought he was dreaming. He wondered if he hadn't woken up last night. He wanted to slap himself to try. He blinked and answered weakly.

"So how do you want to break this card?" Shabu walked around him, as if drawing a magic circle with her back to him, her eyes rolling around, and she asked with a smile while thinking of a solution.

Joshua didn't see the look of anticipation on Shabu's face. He thought Shabu was a good person and was almost moved to tears. He didn't want to make such a powerful and beautiful person feel embarrassed about helping him.

Therefore, although he felt ashamed and pathetic, he still said as frankly and directly as possible: "If I have to break this card myself, I hope it's all just a dream."

Shab raised an eyebrow, thinking of a brilliant idea, and couldn't help laughing like a little girl. "That's great! Your idea coincides with mine! I've already figured out what to do! You can take a nap now. You can go home or lie on the floor. I can solve this problem for you right away!"

Joshua originally wanted to say that he would just rest here, but then he thought again that this place might not be safe or quiet. There were so many people around him, staring at him with their eyes open. It would be quite stressful for him to fall asleep in such a situation.

Moreover, if he fell ill again, only the servants would be able to take care of him. He didn't want to lie in his own bed and see Bai Tianming again when he opened his eyes.

He was about to say he was going home when Bai Tianming said, "There's an empty bed in my palace you can use."