Chapter 110

"That's great. However, if you kill me, you will be executed according to the law. Aren't you afraid of death?"

Green asked jokingly.

"If I really killed the master, then I deserve to die.

It is only natural to kill someone and pay for his life. Moreover, there is the law. I am not a royal relative. There is no reason for others to protect me or sympathize with me. I know all this and there is nothing to be sad about.

Besides, the master is dead, what am I still alive for?"

Cream answered in a low voice.

Green sighed and waved at him.

He moved closer and Green slapped him.

"You said you would listen to me in everything, but it seems that you want to be hypocritical. You have turned a deaf ear to what I said before."

Green scolded him.

"I remember everything. The adults told me to stay alive, but now that the adults are dead, what am I still alive for? If the adults hate me and want me to die, can you still torture me?

I don't understand."

Cream whispered.

"That's different. You must be alive to do what I want to do. If you die, my efforts will be in vain. If you want me to waste my efforts, you can die now.

If you die, I will never see you again."

Green snorted coldly.

"I remember everything. I know everything.

I did everything the adults said.

As long as the adults don't let me die, I will stay alive and wait for the adults to come back to find me. If I can't wait for the adults to come back to find me, I will go find the adults myself. I will do whatever the adults want me to do.

My Lord, don't hate me.

Does it hurt?"

Cream asked, holding Green's hand.

"How much strength can I have? I'm not that weak."

Green said, retracting his hand.

"That's great."

Cream pulled Green's hand and rubbed it with his cheek.

"It's great that the master is still alive now."

He murmured to himself.

"Why doesn't the master ask me if it hurts?"

he asked again.

"Unless you are a mosquito."

Green sneered.

"If I were a mosquito and died in the hands of the master, it would be my great fortune."

Cream laughed.

"If you were really a mosquito, there would be nothing special for me. Do you really want that?"

Green asked him.

"Forget it then. If there is nothing special for the master, the master will definitely not remember me. If in the eyes of the master, I am no different from others, then I will definitely be sad."

Cream answered in a low voice.

"I heard that the small temple in the south of the city is very powerful. Why don't we go there to pray to the gods tomorrow. You can also draw lots there. Let's see if we can draw a good lot or a bad lot, how about it?"

Green asked him.

"Okay, I know the place you mentioned. I also heard that there is a festival every two days. During the festival, people open their doors to the public and give porridge to people who come to their door to do good deeds.

People who give them money before the festival will be counted as people who do good deeds, because the money given to them on the eve of the festival will be used by them to buy rice and grain.

If so, if we go there, maybe we can also get a little merit.

I just don't know if you are willing to play with me."

Cream said with a smile.

"From what you said, it seems that you knew about the place before. Since you know it, tell me what else you know."

Green said.

"I heard that there is a room dedicated to lighting lanterns in their place.

There are people who make, sell and light lanterns there.

If you spend a little money to buy a lantern from them, they will light it and put it together with many other lanterns. They will add fuel to the fire every day, chant scriptures and pray for the people who light the lanterns.

Although it may not be useful, since there is such a jackpot, people with a little money may not be unwilling to do such a thing when they go there. We can go and have a look and join in the fun."

Cream said with a smile.

Green nodded.

However, Green felt very cold the next day, so he did not go. He went on the third day.

Cream and Green went to that place together.

Someone was setting up a stall outside selling hot food. When I looked over, I saw a lot of vegetarian dishes with red oil. When the wind blew, the aroma could spread for two streets.

There was a big tree next to the temple gate, and the tree was covered with ropes.

A monk nearby explained that if you hang a red string for marriage, if you hang a yellow string for wealth, if you hang a green string for health, hang another color if you want other things.

Therefore, a big tree is colorful and very beautiful. If a strong wind blows over, the ropes and signs on it will rattle, as if the place is always busy.

"Do you want anything?"

asked the monk standing next to the tree.

"It seems like there is nothing to ask for, but have you brought any money?"

Green asked Butter in a low voice.

"I have money."

Cream touched the money bag in his pocket and answered.

"What do you want?"

Green asked.

"I wonder what it would be like to pray for a better future here?"

Cream thought and laughed.

"Then you can ask them and try."

Green answered.

Cream went to ask, and the monk said he had some and gave him a rope to hang on.

"If you just hang a rope, think about what you hope to achieve while you are hanging it. If you hang a rope with a sign, write on the sign, whatever you want.

If you think the tree here is not big enough or good enough, there is a forest behind our backyard that is connected to the back mountain. The forest is full of trees, and you can hang any tree.

If you ask us, this is the best place, because there are people chanting sutras and blessings every day, which can easily reach the ears of the gods. The second best place is the tallest tree on the back mountain, but that tree is At the deepest point.

Ordinary people can't get there, it's too troublesome, and the road is difficult to walk, but the scenery there is very beautiful, the wind is strong, and there is a cliff next to it, which is particularly interesting.

When the wind is particularly strong, it will blow the things on the tree to the sky, which is even more interesting. If

it blows out, it means that this wish is likely to come true. If it doesn't blow out, it's also good. If the wish comes true, you can go to fulfill it, which means that this wish is very precious and important, and it takes more time. " The

monk standing by the tree said.

"Then I'll go there to hang it myself some other day."

Cream whispered.

"How about two bracelets? Both are tied with red ropes. There are small wooden fish and gold ingots on the red ropes, both are beautiful and cheap.

Gold ingots are for attracting wealth. The small wooden fish is for turning evil into good and turning future dangers."

The monk smiled.

"It sounds good."

Cream thought about it, and finally took out the money to buy two, one for Green and one for himself.

"Which one do you like?"

Cream asked Green with his hands spread out.

In his hands were two newly bought red ropes, with small wooden fish and gold ingots on them.

The small wooden fish and gold ingots were both made of very thin wood.

"Which one do you think I need more?"

Green asked, looking at the things in his hands.

"I want to give you both, but it seems too much for you to carry two things, and you don't seem to like so many accessories.

You already have a lot of money.

Do you want this small wooden fish?"

Cream looked at him and asked.

"Okay."

Green replied.

Cream tied the red rope around his wrist.

"I hope this thing will always be with you. That way, even if I'm not by your side one day, if I want to find you, looking at the thing in my hand, it will be like seeing you.

I won't be afraid, nor will I be sad."

Cream whispered.

"We will separate sooner or later, unless, unless you are a part of me. A spiritual part. But no matter what, you can't and must not become that way. I need you to be like this.

Do you understand what I mean?

Before my business is done, you have to become stronger, but not too much. You can't be a variable in my business. I hate that kind of thing."

Green stared at him closely.

He nodded and smiled, "Okay. But after your business is done, I will definitely look for you. I want to be with you forever, and I don't want to be separated again. I can only endure it for so long."

"If you still have that ability by then, of course you can."

Green nodded and smiled.

"If I can't do that, we will die sooner or later. At least, I hope I can still be by your side when I die.

That would be a comfort to me, and I hope you can fulfill my wish."

Cream said, holding Green's hand and walking forward.

"Okay, if you can do it then."

Green smiled and replied.

They walked into the room. It was a little dark here, maybe because there were no lights, but there were candles, and there were a lot of candles. Those candles were burning, and the flames flickered, like the fallen leaves in autumn.

Green was almost a little hot, and he grabbed Cream with his backhand, not wanting Cream to leave too far.

Cream smiled and asked him, "Since you are here, can't you pray to God? Will you come with me or stand aside and watch me?"

"I'll go with you."

Green thought for a while and replied.

Cream nodded.

So they each picked a cushion, knelt down facing the tall yellow Buddha.

What Naiyou prayed for was good health and happiness, and that all his wishes would come true.

He hoped that they would see each other again after they left, and then be together forever.

What Green prayed for was that all his wishes would come true.

He hoped that revenge would be successful soon!

After that, they got up and saw a table nearby. An old monk was sitting behind the table. In front of the monk were some lottery boxes and a book of lottery interpretation, as well as paper and pen.

The old monk saw that they had found him and smiled at them: "Would you two like to ask for a lottery? It doesn't cost a lot. Whether it is a blessing or a curse, you will know it in your heart. Remember not to force it."

"What will happen if you force it?"

Naiyou asked curiously.

"It cannot be said, it cannot be said. Karma is determined by heaven. It is a sin to disturb right and wrong. It cannot be said, it cannot be said."

The old monk smiled, closed his eyes, put his hands together, and recited a few sentences like a riddle.

"Well, how about we each draw a lot?"

Cream looked at Green and asked.

"Okay."

Green agreed with a smile.

They drew a lot, Cream drew the best lot, and Green drew the worst lot.

Green looked at the lot and laughed.