Chapter 926 Cat’s Revenge 17
F was so frightened that he thought of the words of the layman in the small temple: "Everything has a cause and effect. If you sow good causes, you will get good results, if you sow evil, you will get evil results." Is this retribution?
He hugged himself tightly, trembling all over. Those eyes seemed to be filled with vicious hatred. Under the eyes, sharp teeth were exposed, like black cats in the dark, showing their fangs.
"No, please, go away..." F was so frightened that tears flowed down his face and he kept shrinking.
Suddenly, two pairs of eyes with two mouths showing fangs rushed towards him...
"Ah~" F's bloodshot eyes widened in horror, and he could only watch helplessly as they rushed towards him.
Suddenly a bright light flashed from the chest, and the two pairs of eyes in the leader screamed as if they were stepped on the tail, and retreated back to their original position.
What's going on? He looked down and saw that the talisman hanging on his chest was glowing.
Is this thing effective? He quickly raised the peace charm and faced those terrifying eyes. His voice was trembling and weak, but he finally had some confidence: "Get out, get out!"
"Meow, meow~" The cat meowed continuously. A pair of eyes glared at him fiercely, but they seemed to be afraid of this peace charm.
F held the peace charm in both hands and was trembling all over.
But not long after, those "cats" began to attack one after another, pairs of eyes with fangs, rushing towards him. The ones in front were bounced back far away, and the ones behind continued to follow. If there were fewer cats, they could resist it, but there were more and more "eyes" here, densely filling the whole room.
It was him who killed too many cats. Hundreds of cats came to seek their lives one by one.
Finally, several of them broke through the light of the Peace Talisman, and then swarmed up and bit him on the face and body like leeches...
"Ah~" F screamed and fell off the bed. The cold ground finally made him wake up completely. Looking at the empty room, it goes without saying that it was just a dream again.
"It's barking again, what's it called? It's always barking in the middle of the night. If it continues like this, I'll call the police. If you're sick, go get it treated immediately. Who can stand this barking every night?" The neighbor next door expressed his dissatisfaction again. He has a very loud and rough voice, he should be like a burly man.
Is he really sick? I have nightmares every night, one after another, one dream within another, until dawn.
But he can't go to a doctor. On the one hand, a psychiatrist is horribly expensive, and the fee for half an hour is comparable to that of a lawyer. On the other hand, the doctors couldn't know what he had done. You must know that according to the laws of this country, although doctors must protect the privacy of patients, they are obliged to call the police for violations of laws and disciplines. If he goes to the doctor, he won't be able to afford it, and he doesn't want the police to know about it, and then go to jail.
But he couldn't sleep well like this, which caused his physical strength to drop extremely, and he felt like he was about to die. If this situation continues for another week, he will probably be dead!
Something suddenly occurred to him. Although he did not dare to recall these dreams, the light from the peace talisman in the dream blocked some time.
He took the Peace Talisman off his neck and opened it with trembling fingers. Unexpectedly, I discovered that the two talismans were gone, leaving only a handful of ashes.
It seems that if a spell is broken and becomes ineffective, it will burn or turn into ashes directly.
The next day, the layman got up early as usual. Practitioners do not covet comfort. They open the temple door at dawn every day and clean it to welcome pilgrims.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw the person from yesterday.
Most of the people here come from the East to pray for blessings, and there are very few white people who sincerely pray for blessings. Moreover, this guy was unlucky enough to be hit by a falling incense coil yesterday, so he must have been burned. Therefore, the layman recognized him at a glance and secretly complained that he was probably here to settle accounts.
When the layman was thinking about how to deny it, the other party grabbed his hand and said earnestly: "Do you still have the peace charm you bought yesterday?" What's going on? The layman was stunned for a moment, then nodded. He raised his hand and pointed behind him when F rushed in.
Peace Talisman does not call for buying, it calls for supplication. Well, the person in charge of the Peace Talisman hasn't come yet. The person in charge of the Peace Talisman is not in good health and needs to sleep until nine o'clock. Generally speaking, there are not many people coming early in the morning. With just one or two people, the layman can collect the money and give out the sachets.
The main reason is to save money, and let those who want to do good deeds take responsibility. They are regarded as volunteers, so they don't need to be paid.
But the layman was still shocked when he saw F's appearance.
His bloodshot eyes were wide open, his thin cheeks were slumped a lot, and his whole person looked either crazy or like a zombie. And this guy also grabbed all the sachets currently hanging out, about a dozen of them.
She clenched her withered fingers tightly and looked at him with wide eyes: "I want all of these. Please help me write the talisman again, and add an extra talisman to it."
"You want so many?" the layman asked in astonishment. Is this guy crazy? Why does he want so many peace charms back? Is he planning to open a store?
"I want it, give it to me, write it to me. I'll pay... no, I'll pay for the talisman." F put a hundred dollars of colorful banknotes into the layman's hand.
The layman looked at the money in his hand: "I don't have any change this early in the morning."
"No need to look for it, when..." F couldn't find the right words for a moment. After all, it couldn't be called a tip.
The layman hurriedly said: "Penny for the sesame oil."
"Yes, it's money for sesame oil, money for sesame oil." F didn't understand how to make money, but he did so many tricks. Anyway, this talisman is useful, so long as it works.
While the layman was writing the talisman, he regretted it and wanted to put more emphasis on it. The temple here is small and only worships one god. At most, five or six people can go there a day to maintain the normal expenses of the small temple.
If it is necessary to repair or reshape the statues, you can ask the faithful men and women to donate money to dispose of them. Poverty is what a temple should have.
But this does not mean that if you increase your income, after all, with more money, you can add another dish in the evening. And he wanted to buy a good robe to wear during festivals or when going out to pray, to support his appearance. People rely on clothes, horses rely on saddles, and Buddhas all need gold clothing. After all, if he cannot cultivate, he will still be obsessed with the world.
After you finish writing, put them into the sachet one by one. The layman saluted: "It's done. Is this donor really in trouble?"
F directly pulled apart the strings of the sachets and put them around his neck: "No, no trouble!"
It's like going crazy like this, no trouble? Only ghosts believe it.
After F hung all the peace charms around his neck, he breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking about it, this is a temple, and those group friends and fans will definitely not come, and if they don’t tell anyone, who will call the police?
So he followed the example of a layman and saluted: "Excuse me, if I ask you to exorcise demons and subjugate demons, how much will it cost, that... sesame oil money?"
The layman was secretly happy, he had indeed encountered a problem, haha, big business is coming!
(End of chapter)