wear it lord god

Chapter 924 The Cat's Revenge 15
Killing is not the purpose, how can life be wasted.Life is very precious, even if it is the life of scum, we should try our best to make the best use of it.

"Okay." Nightmare's words were simple, he was a working god.Disappeared in the video, should go to rest, have to work late night shift, continue to give this guy nightmares.

Xining stood up and stretched.I looked around, and the porridge disappeared again.This guy must be messing around with scum again. He seldom sees Ying every day during the day, and he and Nightmare are very hardworking. How fulfilling the scum's life is.

It is full, too full! F heard that this place is very adopted and the incense is luxuriant, so after going to the church to get the holy water, he ran here, and for this reason he also imitated others to burn incense and kowtow.

Above the head is a set of large incense trays hanging down. After being lit, the fragrance slowly wafts out repeatedly. In the dim small temple, each incense tray glows with a little scarlet light.

He knelt on the futon and held three incense sticks in his hands. As for what he was worshiping, he himself didn't know.I was so tired that my eyelids drooped.After a while, I fell asleep.

Suddenly, a plate of incense fell from above his head, and the incense as big as a basket fell on him.With a sudden blow, he woke up.

The incense is not heavy, but the terrible thing is that after the burning incense head broke off, it rolled down the neck and rolled into the clothes. It is rare to wear a white shirt today, and the hem of the shirt is tied in the belt.

Now the incense head that was still burning could not fall off, it was blocked behind, it was so hot that F jumped and screamed, making the few people in the small temple look sideways at it.Is it possible that this person is dancing the Great God?Can all white people dance the Great God?
In embarrassment, he pulled the hem of his shirt out of his trousers, and then shook off the fragrant hair.

At this time, the back was already burned, and there were two burning pains. As soon as the fingers touched it, the pain was so painful that I dared not touch it again.

The person in charge of the temple, who can also be called a layman, came over, wearing an antique robe and a gray cloth cap of the same color as the clothes.

The layman looked up at the coils of incense on the top, and just like that, one plate fell off, and the others were fine.Then he looked at F's disheveled face, which had not slept well for several nights, and after thinking about it, he saluted F.

"Pilgrim, it seems that you have encountered a lot of unlucky things, please come to the side and talk." The layman spoke in a fairy-like manner, and just confused F to the side.

You must know that the law of this country stipulates that if you are injured, the owner of the place where the injury is located is also responsible.Someone once slipped and fell on the soaked soap in the rented house.First, the landlord lost money, because the lease contract did not state that the fall would be at your own risk.Then the soap factory lost money, because there was no warning written on the soap box, and the soap would slip if you stepped on it.This is a weird law!
F gave a general account of his frequent nightmares at night, his lack of sleep, and his unlucky days.

The layman said calmly and gently: "Everything happens for a reason, did you do something you shouldn't do?"

F shook his head quickly, of course he did it, he did it many times, more than 100 times.But this matter can't be said, once said, isn't it exposed?Cruelty to animals is punishable in this country.

The layman looked at F: "Your eyes are red, your eyes are wandering, your cheeks are thin, and your complexion is gloomy. It is obvious that you have encountered something bad. It seems that being hit by incense today is not accidental, it should have happened before, right?"

He tried his best to push away the responsibility, because he was hit by incense because he was possessed by evil spirits, and it had nothing to do with the small temple.

F nodded and asked anxiously: "Is there anything I can resolve?"

Sure enough... the layman who pretended to be calm was relieved: "Today's accident is not due to the fact that you provoked something serious, but the gods are reminding you. There are peace talismans for sale next to you, you can ask for one first. I will write another talisman myself , put in the peace amulet."

"Is this all right? I won't have nightmares anymore?" F seemed to see hope.You must know that not sleeping well is more unbearable than being unlucky during the day.Every night, as long as he closes his eyes, his soul will be scared out of his body.

The layman smiled benevolently, with an unfathomable appearance: "Everything follows fate, fate arises and originates, fate ends. If you still can't stop it, you should find the reason, resolve your grievances, and break the situation."

"Yes, yes~" F echoed. In fact, he didn't know what the layman said at all. Thinking about it, he should find a way to find the reason for his nightmare. As long as the reason is found and solved, he can sleep well.

F went to buy a small sachet with a piece of yellow paper written in red inside.The yellow paper was only the size of a piece of chewing gum, and the writing on it was very complicated, and I didn't know what it was written on.The layman wrote another one, put it in together, and sent him out of the temple gate.

"Please go away, everything has a cause and effect, sow good causes to reap good results, sow evil to reap evil. Remember, remember!" The layman fooled this guy away.Hurry up, as long as you get out of this temple, when you think of calling the police or asking for compensation, you will deny it. There is no monitoring here, and there is no evidence at all.

F returned home, and took out all kinds of things that he "begged" today from the paper bag.

First came the holy water. He took the holy water and poured it into the room while holding the holy object while chanting words of praise from the gods.

After finishing this, he took out the garlic strings he bought from the witchcraft store and hung them in the center of the room, and put the skull essential oil candles on the bedside cabinet.

Then take out the gossip mirror and the mahogany sword, and put them on the dining table next to them...

The rice porridge was floating in the air, just watching F take out something and place it everywhere.Is this guy crazy, what is this pile of stuff for?
After everything was ready, F took out the hamburger and Coke from the paper bag, devoured it, and planned to go to bed without taking a bath, even though it was still daytime.

Maybe if you sleep during the day, you won't have nightmares. After all, all dark forces are afraid of the light of day.

He took off his clothes and found some small holes in his shirt.The edges of those sesame-sized holes are pitch black or burnt yellow.

He stretched his hand behind his back and touched it carefully, and there were blisters.And some of the blisters have burst, sticky blood sticks to the fingers, and the wounds are burning and painful.

F still went to the bathroom, wet with a towel, and wiped his lower body.In the mirror, I tried my best to twist my body and look at my back. It was okay, and the injury was not serious. Compared with the calf and knee, this injury can only be regarded as a sesame mung bean.

Before going to bed, light a skull essential oil candle.The witch-like woman in the store said that the candle can help sleep and exorcise demons when lit.

When the candle is lit, it emits a burst of lavender fragrance. F closed his eyes, he was really sleepy, he didn't sleep well for several days, and soon snored like thunder.

Porridge squatted on the bedside cabinet, looking at F in deep sleep, his bright and clear eyes did not blink, following the dancing light of the candle from time to time, reflecting the faint green light.

It suddenly swiped its paws, and the burning skull candle on the table was swept to the bed, and the "head melon" was lying on its side, the flames licking the quilt...

(End of this chapter)