Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 125
Humans are kind of crazy too.

Baisu observed for a while, and found that those whispering humans had real feelings.

At least not casually, even if he was the one who didn't want to faint, he still wanted to take a shortcut in other ways, cross the high threshold of making an appointment, and go to see the abbot of the temple.

But this has nothing to do with Baili who finished writing the red cloth note. He left the waiting area after the crowd dispersed and the monks came to maintain order.

When walking through the crowd, Baisu vaguely heard several monks maintaining order talking in low voices.

"How could such a thing happen..."

"Not a disease?"

"No, the tourist's companion said he had no medical history, didn't you check it too, it doesn't look like he's sick, it's more like..."

Stunned.

The last few words were swallowed by the monks. It seemed incredible to them. How could such a thing happen in their temple? There is a blessing in their temple.

"So maybe he asked..."

"Shh, you can't talk nonsense about this. Didn't you send it to the abbot? Everything will be decided."

The monk stopped talking, and the black-haired young man passed behind the two and glanced at them.

All ordinary human beings.

Baisu continued to walk towards the banyan tree surrounded by people.

Due to the sudden fainting of a strange tourist, he wasted some time, and when Baili came near the banyan tree, An Xiangwen was nowhere to be seen at all.

Running too fast... Speaking of which, where is Wei Wenxue?

The flaxen-haired girl said she wanted to make a wish too, but before paying for the purchase, she said that she was in a hurry, asked the nearby monks, and then rushed towards the toilet, leaving only one sentence before joining together.

Humans are trouble.

Baisu looked around the heads in front of him, and finally chose a seat with relatively few people.

There are relatively few people, because the branches of the banyan tree here are too high, and it is difficult to reach without props or external force, so only some companions help each other here.

Correspondingly, the red cloth strips here are also sparse.

Baisu is actually not tall enough, but he has good skills.

Others were still tremblingly lifting their companion to a high place, and the black-haired youth just jumped up lightly, throwing out the red cloth strip in his hand.

Red drew an arc in midair, and landed precisely on a branch of a forked banyan tree.

The next knotting is not difficult. The red cloth strip is long enough, and the cloth strip can be fixed by standing on tiptoe a little.

Baisu thought for a while, and turned the graffitied side inside, to make sure that if no one opened it with a cheap hand, he would not be able to see what he wrote.

This is one of his few cares for fragile human beings.

After all, with the human brain...shouldn't be able to read too exciting things, right?

After finishing the last movement, Baisu withdrew his hand, but he didn't leave in a hurry.

Unlike him writing ghost symbols in the center of the red cloth strip, most humans wrote on the edge of the cloth strip, so that it is easy to see the text below after hanging it up.

Especially in those places with lower branches, several of them can be glimpsed at a casual walk.

Baisu walked around the huge and thick trunk of the banyan tree, and crowds of people bustled around him, either pious or casual, they stood there, praying for their illusory wishes.

It seems that as long as you pray, what you want in your heart can be achieved.

Baisu thought that human beings were so innocent and cute.

On the way, he touched the rough trunk of the banyan tree. Like some curious tourists, as soon as Baisu's hand touched it, he noticed some strange air flow.

Something flows along the branches of the banyan tree to the thick trunk, and then falls to the intertwined roots.

Glancing around with his black eyes, he identified them. There were too many of them, and they might be those red cloth strips.

The red cloth is associated with those innocent human beings.

Withdrawing the hand that touched the tree trunk, Baisu continued walking.

Halfway through his circle, he suddenly stopped.

A strip of red cloth floated in front of his field of vision. Judging from the stains on it, it had been hanging for a while, fluttering up and down with the wind.

The black-haired young man walked over and stood right under the cloth strip.

He stretched out his hand, grabbed the cloth strip that was blown up by the wind, pinched the end of the cloth strip with his fingertips, and pinched the words signed.

The monks in the temple said that if you want the "Gods and Buddhas" to respond to prayers faster, it is a better choice to write down the signature. Besides the first time, you can pay for it separately, which is what Baili heard from other tourists. .

But this signing... Crescent White's nails left a scratch under the surname.

What a coincidence, the name.

Baisu's thoughts went back to the time when he was hospitalized.

Many things happened during his hospitalization, including the police following him and him sneaking out late at night to steal food.

It was this sneaky meal that made him remember the center of the contradiction in the medical trouble the next day, wasn't it the one written on the signature?

So... what the angry human woman asked for came from this temple?The so-called very effective lottery-seeking and things that have been opened.

Baisu touched the red string in his pocket, thoughtfully.

But this request killed his father.

Baisu still remembered the taste of that red rope, it was delicious, and after eating it, he wanted to get a second one, but unfortunately he couldn't find it in the hospital at that time, and the search on the Internet was also fruitless.

Now I have found it, but it is only consecrated by the temple but not the taste of the red rope that absorbs human life. He still has no money.

Gee.

The black-haired young man clicked his tongue and walked out through the crowd.

Baisu saw An Xiangwen waiting there at the courtyard wall surrounded by banyan trees.

The curly-haired youth probably felt his legs were sore from standing for a long time, and he squatted there, almost finding a place to sit.

He was holding a mobile phone in his hand, but due to the bad internal network of Fuzhao Temple, he couldn't get any new news, so he could only play a stand-alone game there.

Anyway, when Baisu walked over, he saw such a scene from above.

He approached silently, and the light did not cast shadows due to the position of the sun, until the curly-haired youth finished playing a game, put down his phone and sighed in boredom.

"Brother Bai is so slow, it's so difficult to pray—"

He raised his head while talking, and was startled by the black head hanging above. An Xiangwen didn't squat down, but fell to the ground.

"Bai...Brother Bai." The human beings couldn't laugh or cry, "Just make a noise when you come out, you scared me to death."

Because of the backlight, in An Xiangwen's eyes just now, Baisu's neck was so white that it was almost invisible, so in his line of sight, there was just a black head that was bald.

In addition, when Baisu is not smiling... people feel a little distant.

Baisu looked down, and explained: "I see you are playing a game, I don't want to disturb you."

The human got up from the ground and patted his pants: "The little game I used to pass the time at work can be paused at any time."

The implication is to pat the shoulder casually, it's not a big deal anyway.

"That's right." Before leaving the vicinity of the banyan tree, Baisu mentioned the red cloth strip he saw, "The female family members in the hospital came here to pray for blessings."

The human being groaned, but didn't respond for a while.

He stayed in the hospital longer than Baisu, and the patient's female family members saw a lot: "Brother Bai, you mean...?"

"That's it, the female family members of the doctor."

Baisu stood there, half of his face was hidden in the shadow of the courtyard wall, only half of his black eyes were exposed in the sunlight.

"She prayed for her father's recovery ... but it didn't work."

(End of this chapter)