Chapter 47 Chapter 47 Bai Tianming gave it with a snap...
Bai Tianming slapped him across the face, grabbed his collar, pulled him up from the ground, and asked, "How can I stop?"
"Drag me into the room." Although the slap was excruciating, Boaz still smiled, looking pleased with himself no matter how hard he tried. His body trembled slightly from the pain, and the trembling only made the pain worse. But this didn't dampen his excitement. On the contrary, the pain seemed to be a catalyst for his excitement. He squinted his eyes and said, "Just tell me."
Bai Tianming was skeptical. He raised his head and searched the space for the scent of Boaz. He dragged Boaz into the room where he had been before he came out.
When I opened the door, I saw countless tiny cracks in the space. These cracks flickered like eyes, and it was pitch black inside and out. They filled the entire room, but fortunately they were not wide enough to fit anything except fingers.
"Let's start." Bai Tianming stood at the door and looked at Boaz.
Boaz struggled, opened his mouth, coughed twice, and in a voice reeking of blood, spoke to the room filled with dimensional cracks, "Stop! There's no need to open any more dimensional cracks."
After he finished speaking, he coughed twice again, and a distorted expression appeared on his smiling face. Like a whirlpool, it turned inward twice, then outward twice, and finally lay on the ground. He finally stopped, and the muscles on his face gradually relaxed. His expression was a smile with a hint of confusion.
The cracks in the space in the room gradually recovered, revealing the dark furry carpet inside. The carpet squirmed for a while, and spit out a dark bow pillow at the edge against the wall. The pillow fell out with a puff and finally landed on the carpet. It was still furry, as if nothing had changed.
Bai Tianming looked at the various things in the room and finally looked at Boaz lying next to him. Boaz had come to his senses and smiled, "Isn't it time yet?"
"I'm leaving." Bai Tianming said to him.
"You're not taking me with you?" Boaz asked anxiously, taken aback. It would be incredibly difficult for him to follow them in his current state. But if he had to wait here, what could he wait for?
Wait until he recovers and then go back to the temple? Then he won't be able to complete his mission! Even if he doesn't mention the mission, he still wants to follow Bai Tianming. He wants to know where Bai Tianming lives, what he is doing now, and whether there is really a demon around Bai Tianming!
If Bai Tianming didn't take him away, he wouldn't be willing to stay here quietly! It's even more impossible for him to go back after he gets better!
"What do I want to bring you with me?" Bai Tianming looked at him and asked with a bit of disgust.
What can you do? Make trouble?
"If you don't take me with you," Boaz said calmly after his impatience. He smiled lightly, his voice still hoarse, but he seemed to be deliberately lowering the volume, so it was difficult to hear what he was saying. "When I get better, I want to do it again!"
"Okay." Bai Tianming frowned.
If he doesn't cause any trouble if I take him with me, then there's nothing wrong with taking him with me. Leaving him here alone, who knows what he might do? It's strange. He's in so much pain, how can he still have so much strength?
Bai Tianming reached out and lifted up Boaz who was lying on the ground.
Although Boaz was in so much pain that he would tremble at the slightest unnecessary movement, he still couldn't help laughing like a cabbage worm being picked up by tweezers when Bai Tianming reached out his hand.
"What are you laughing at?" Bai Tianming shook him.
He swayed like a paper man, spitting out blood in pain, but he narrowed his eyes in a smile and said with a trembling voice, "I have seen someone who even the priest hasn't seen. Shouldn't I be happy?"
At this time, Apos sat on the stone, looking up at the sky, blinked his eyes, and finally felt a little tired, so he stretched out his hand, supported his chin, tilted his head, and blinked again.
He rarely had such leisure time, so when he realized that he had done nothing but stay on the stone, he felt as if ants were crawling all over his body.
He really wanted to scratch his head, his neck, his back, and then scratch all over his body, as if he had suddenly degenerated from a human being into an ape, and hair was about to grow out of his skin, turning him into a hairy monkey. He would raise his head and scream, jump onto a tree, and start climbing up and down, grabbing vines, swinging in the forest, and regaining his most primitive animal instincts and wildness.
But there is also a Sadar next to it.
No matter whether he regarded Sadar as a stranger, a simple demon, or a demon king worthy of admiration, Apos could not scratch himself all over in front of him.
Because that was too rude, too inconsistent with his expectations of himself, and a bit too shameful.
He closed his eyes for a moment, and in the darkness, he felt the sunlight shining on him, and his whole body was warm. He tried hard to control himself, and unconsciously, he thought of Boaz.
They had a good relationship when they were young, so they often played together, ate together, and slept together. Suddenly one day, the house collapsed and they moved into the temple.
The temple assigned an ordinary priest to take care of them. That priest had many people to look after, and they were just two of them, so they didn't receive any extra attention.
When choosing a name, the priest said that Boaz was a good name and would suit a good child. The name was originally intended for him, but Boaz snatched it away. Boaz became that good child, so he had to be called Abos.
However, he later realized that this was not true. Although the name Apos seemed perfunctory, it was very smooth for the priest. Boaz was indeed a good name, but it was just a good name. Apos received more attention than Boaz.
Later, for some reason, Boaz became more and more detached and drifted further and further away from him, and their relationship went from distant to irreconcilable.
He occasionally wondered if it was his name. But he didn't know. Boaz wouldn't tell him. So the days passed.
From time to time, he would think back to when he was little, when Boaz would comfort him when he cried, when he wanted to buy something, Boaz would pay for it, and when he was in trouble, Boaz would help him find a solution. How did they get to this point now? He had no idea.
Maybe he didn't want to know, but he couldn't figure out why. Maybe it was for no reason, he just suddenly remembered it and did it.
To others, this situation might seem absurd, but to Boaz, it was completely normal; this was his life, and there was nothing strange about it.
Once, Boaz assigned a task to Abos. After Abos completed the task, Boaz knocked on it and said that the hardness of the beast bones submitted in the task were not right, the sound was not right, the color was not right, and the ashes from the burnt bones were even more wrong. He must have not been serious and he wanted to punish him.
He denied it, but Boaz's status was higher than his. If he really wanted to punish him, he had a reason and there was nothing he couldn't do. It didn't matter whether he admitted it or not.
He had no choice but to be punished.
Another time, Boaz asked him to find a grave for the dead. He found one, and Boaz took a look. He walked away in front of him with his hands behind his back, turned around and said to him, "That's not right."
He asked what was wrong, and Boaz said it was not good. In the end, he could only swear that if he did not do this seriously, he would go to hell after he died.
Boaz jumped up and said, "You belong to the temple. If you die and go to hell, won't that bring shame upon the temple? How dare you speak like that? How dare you do that to the temple? You're so bold!"
Boaz then charged him with dishonoring the temple.
He finally understood that Boaz just disliked him. Everything had its reasons, and everything was unpleasant to the ear. There was no point in arguing.
Unless, their positions are reversed.
But he had no intention of doing so, and Boaz was already in such a high position, so how could there be any possibility of reversal?
Apos opened his eyes, looked at the unchanging sky, and counted the time silently.
Compared to him, Sada is much busier.
Sada was walking around, wearing glasses on his face, holding a pen in one hand and an open book in the other. The book looked very thick.
The cover is made of hard cardboard with a black background and gold-stamped words, but the words are not in common fonts, but in artistic fonts, making it impossible to recognize what is written. Perhaps they are just some symbols used for marking.
Sada walked back and forth while writing and drawing on the book. He would stop from time to time, look up at the sky, remain calm, then lower his head and continue with his work.
Except when he is in hell, Sada generally does not like to use the form of a demon, as it seems exposed and does not match his disguise, so Sada is now in human form.
Pale skin, dark eyebrows, dark blue pupils, dark red thin lips, a handsome face, the corners of the lips are slightly raised, there is no smile in the eyes, still a half-smile look.
The man was concentrating on reading the book in his hand, which made people extremely curious about what was written inside. However, if you looked at it without his permission, you would only see a blank space without a single word.
He was so busy that it seemed as if he was not near the flower fields, but in the laboratory, taking notes and attending meetings at the same time. He was busy as usual and had no worries at all.
After putting down a stroke, his eyebrows moved, he raised his head, stopped writing, and just stood there with the book in his hand, looking at the sky not far away, squinting his eyes, as if thinking about something.
The sun was like a golden ball of seaweed, furry and blurry, soaked in the soft white clouds, as if it would melt in the next moment and turn into a pool of golden liquid.
A door opened next to it.
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