Tomo-sama's Rescue Plan - Hell Chapter

All the evil karma created in the past are all due to beginningless greed, hatred and ignorance;

All the good deeds done in the past will surely be rewarded with good fruits.

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She knew from an early age that she was special.

When she was three years old, she asked her mother: Ah Shi, who is in the kitchen, why is he always crying by the well these days?

The mother's face turned pale in an instant, and she ran away to say something to her father. She was slapped on the face, and ran back crying, twisting her mouth and cursing: "Call you nonsense! Call you nonsense!"

Nonsense, nonsense, a group of monks came to the house the next day, making a lot of noise until late.After that day, she never saw Ah Shi by the well again.

Later, when she grew up a bit, she vaguely saw the humble status of her mother in the family, so she shut her mouth sensiblely.

Although my father is the servant of the general in Edo City, a hereditary nobleman with high position and authority, and the family has no worries about food and drink, my mother is only the last of my father's four concubines. None of the father's surnames are entitled to it.The mother could only name her "Bai" on the grounds of the heavy snow on the day she was born.

As she grew up, she gradually got used to the grotesque world in her eyes. Those things were like flowers and trees, but they looked a little special.Some are more frightening, such as the bleeding woman next to the art shop on the street, or the child or old man who always appears beside his father and cannot see clearly.But as long as she ignores them and pretends not to see them, they won't bother her either.

At the age of four, my grandmother fell ill.She went to visit with her mother and saw that her grandmother was covered in a thick layer of gray mist. After all, she couldn't hold back and said, "The light is gone."

Her father happened to pass by and asked her to come to her side and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"It's light." She looked at her father innocently. "Everyone has it. Father's is red, and mother's is yellow like homespun. But grandma's light is gone."

Her father stared at her with deep eyes.

Grandma passed away within a few days.The mother was called away by the father and did not come back for a long time.When he came back at night, his eyes were red, and he looked at her weakly and said:

"Bai, your lord father said, you should live in the Arakawa Shrine in autumn, and don't make him angry again during this time."

She nodded ignorantly and asked, "Will your mother go with me?"

The mother shook her head and turned away from looking at her.

She had seen too many things since she was a child, so when she saw the big blue snake in the water at the courtyard of the shrine that day, she didn't feel scared at all.After all, animals would never hurt her, nor would they show her the eyes of a father and mother.

That snake is called "Huang", but she prefers to call it Xiaobai.She felt that she was very similar to it, without the control of her father and mother, she was free from restraint, and she could do whatever she wanted, and no one would care.

Time just passed.One year, two years, three years... She grew up in the shrine, read books, chanted scriptures, and learned Kagura in the shrine, but her favorite thing was going to the back mountain to catch fireflies.The big snake followed her, always very quiet, only occasionally I could hear its voice, those voices were broken and only had simple intentions, but she was still very happy, because besides the maid, this was the only creature willing to talk to her.

Until an early spring four years later.The weather that year was a bit special. The early cherry blossoms were already in bloom, but it snowed.When she opened the door in the morning, she saw that the cherry tree outside the door was covered with a layer of white frost and snow, reflecting the sunlight, and the colorful colors were very beautiful. But rare things, before, only on her birthday, the mother would buy her.But now no one will buy it for her, so she made the biggest decision in her life: buy it herself.

When walking on the wide streets of Edo Castle according to her memory, she saw cherry blossom petals flying all over the sky, which were a kind of transparent pink-white under the sunlight. On someone.

They were a few teenagers in luxurious clothes. The boys from the samurai family had grown up early and had reached the age where they could wear swords.The leader glared at her fiercely and pushed her.

"Where is the stinky girl, don't you have eyes?"

She recognized at a glance that it was the youngest son of her father's wife, Mrs. Fujitsuki, who was always favored at home, and her father even said that he would inherit the position of the general's servant after he became an adult.But she is now the miko of the shrine, and she is no longer the little girl he said.

She stood up, patted the dirt on her body, and bowed to the child: "Brother Asong, it's my fault for bumping into you, I'm sorry."

"Who am I? That little monster born by that bastard Ah Zi." The boys laughed, and the leader reached out and pinched her cheek, "He's still alive, and he looks pretty good."

She struggled to push the boy's hand away, "Please show some respect, I am now the shrine maiden of Arakawa Shrine."

The boys laughed louder.The boy named Asong slapped her on the face, "What a witch, that's the bait for snakes, it's quite suitable for you, a little monster." He hissed and imitated the snake's voice, "Thrown Go into the water and be eaten alive bit by bit from head to toe, didn't those people tell you?"

It was the first time she was so angry, she jumped up and reached out and grabbed the skirt of the boy who was much taller than her.

"You're talking nonsense! Xiaobai is my friend, so it won't eat me!"

The eight-year-old girl was too short, Ah Song grabbed her hand, pushed her to the ground, pulled out the scabbard around her waist, and began beating her head and face.

"Little monster, how dare you offend me? What are you? You bastard's bastard! Why are you pretending to be a witch when you're clearly evil? It's ridiculous!"

She gritted her teeth fiercely, her mouth was filled with the taste of soil and blood, and there was only humming in her ears.

"stop."

From nowhere, there came a clear and clear voice, not loud, but exuding an inexplicable dignity.

She heard Asong say forcefully: "Who are you, what's none of your business?"

The clear voice said unhurriedly: "It's very rude to hit a girl on the street. Didn't your parents teach you the basics of words and deeds?"

"Huh? Where is the wild boy? How dare you act wild in front of me?"

The voice still said unhurriedly: "I am the son of God of the Bliss Sect of the World, and I am here to attend the ceremony of the shrine at the invitation of the general's servant. How about you?"

A servant beside Ah Song said in a low voice: "There is such a thing. I heard that the master invited some god son from the mountains on the other side of the capital, and he could hear the voice of the god. The mansion has been preparing for this these days. They all said that the god son Naturally born with white oak hair and colorful pupils, he looks the same as this one in front of you, Mr. Asong should stop entangled with him."

A Song cursed viciously, and quickly left with the people.

She struggled to support her body from the ground, the sand blinded her eyes, and everything she saw was blurred, as if someone was walking towards her, and a strange halo appeared in her field of vision instead of the spring sun.

"Are you all right? Poor, can you still stand up?"

The clear voice was so close at hand, she rubbed her eyes and saw a beautiful light she had never seen before.

It was pure light like the ice and snow on the top of the mountain, shining with beautiful colors like a rainbow.

It was the light she hadn't seen in her father, her mother, her grandmother, or anyone else.

But it was obviously just a child about her age, with a beautiful face like a girl, but he was wearing a solemn black robe, a Pilu hat, and a giant clam rosary hanging on his chest.Under the sunlight, the child's eyes turned rainbow-like colors, like the messengers from the high heavens in ancient legends.

God?It must be a god.

She forgot what to say for a moment, and only murmured:

"It's so beautiful...your light."

The child smiled and held out a hand to her.

"Your face is full of dirt, stand up and clean it up. Are there any injuries? Be careful."

So she took that hand, and the child helped her up, and patted the dust off her clothes intimately.

"That's it, it's great that it looks all right. Where do you live? Do you want me to take you home?"

Only then did she notice a few black sedan chairs parked by the roadside, with golden lotus patterns adorning the sedan doors.A woman poked her head out of one of the sedan chairs and looked here impatiently.

She blushed suddenly.Why did you say you were a witch just now?The child in front of him probably didn't hear it.This disheveled look also said that she is a priestess of the shrine, which is simply too embarrassing!

So she shook her head and said, "I live nearby, thank you for your help, I can walk home by myself."

"Then there will be a period later, please take care." The child said with a smile.

She waved her hands in a panic and ran into the side alley.

Her heart was still pounding until she ran back to the shrine.He sneakily washed his face with clean water and changed his clothes, but when the maid came in, she still saw the clue.

"Master Bai Ji, what's wrong with you? Why is your face swollen?"

She said hesitantly: "I fell down when I went down the mountain, it's nothing."

The waitress frowned: "This is impossible, the nobleman invited by the daimyo is coming soon, how can you meet people like this? Use makeup powder to cover it up, and I will help you."

She had to ask the maid to put on makeup for herself. In the end, she was so smeared that she couldn't even recognize her own face, and then she put on the whole body of the maiden's white clothes, and put on the Chihaya who embroidered her father's family crest - Yagyu hat.When dragging a whole body of heavy clothes and being brought into the main hall of the shrine by the maid, she felt sweat all over her body.

The copper bell at the gate of the shrine was rang, and with the sound of sutras, six waitresses in white filed in from outside the gate, holding the incense burner lit with incense, and sprinkled the dewy lotus petals on the ground.Then came four male attendants in white, carrying a chariot made of ebony and decorated with gilt lotus patterns on all sides, and slowly entered the main hall.

"It's a big battle." She heard Mrs. Fujiyue sitting next to her father whisper.

But at a glance, she saw the child sitting on the chariot, with white hair, lowered eyebrows, and a quiet smile like a god or Buddha on his face.When he opened his eyes under the skylight in the middle of the hall, those radiant iridescent pupils instantly snatched away all the small voices present.

After a moment of silence as expected, she heard Mrs. Fujiyue sigh softly again: "...you are such a beautiful child."

The chariot landed on the ground, and the son of God who was not much taller than her was supported by the attendant and walked down slowly. A woman in a blue kimono followed behind him.They walked up to her father and Mrs. Tengyue, first performed a full set of ceremonies, and then the son of God said in a clear child's voice:

"Wan Shi Bliss Sect came to pay homage to Master Liu Sheng and his wife today. It is a great fortune to be able to spread the Dharma under your rule. The gods will definitely bless your well-being."

Her dignified father gave a rare smile and began to say some polite words.The son of God listened with a smile on his face, and when he answered, he was also fluent in Mandarin, and the answers were fluent, without any fear or shyness of a child.

Then they began to talk about scriptures.Sitting under the altar, although she could understand the divine way and the allusions in the Buddhist scriptures, she couldn't quite understand the way of bliss proclaimed by the son of God, she just felt a little bored.

But his light is so beautiful.she thought so.It is bright even indoors, like a rising white rainbow.Why can't my father see it?What a pity that no one noticed such a beautiful light.

I was distracted, but I didn't expect the child of the god to suddenly say: "I have heard the name of the shrine maiden Shirahime of Arakawa Shrine for a long time, and seeing it today, it is really extraordinary."

Extraordinary?She felt that the paste on her face was about to fall off.

The next sentence made her panic even more.

"I heard that the shrine maiden of the desert is famous for her ritual dance. I wonder if I have a chance to enjoy Lord Baiji's Kagura dance today?"

God... Kagura dance?Although she has been studying since entering the shrine, she never knew she was so famous!

"That's very good." Father agreed, "Then invite Maiden Baiji to perform a dance for the Son of God of the Bliss Cult."

Shenzi added thoughtfully: "It's just a performance, not a sacrifice to the gods, so you don't have to worry too much about it, Miko."

She had no choice but to bite the bullet and went down to change her clothes, holding a paper fan and rattle painted in gold and silver, and danced in the hall to the rhythm of the taiko drum and flute.She entered the shrine at the age of four, and has only studied for four years at best, and she only loves reading scriptures and playing on weekdays. She really feels that her movements are very jerky.

The god son of the Bliss Cult watched with extreme concentration, and even beat the time for her.

Someone must have recognized her wandering in the street and made a fool of her on purpose.

On the first day, until she was lying on the bed with back pain, she was still thinking so angrily.

The morning and afternoon of the second day were still boring lectures.The father went back to the mansion first due to official business, and Mrs. Fujiyue and her servants stayed behind. She seemed to be quite interested in the god child. It may be that the child's voice was extraordinarily clear and sweet, as if it had some convincing magic power. It may be because the eldest son died young, she held the hand of the son of God, and she shed tears while talking.

The son of God held his wife's hand, shed tears as well, and comforted her all the time: "Your son has been led by the gods to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, and everything is fine. You are so kind, and the gods said that he will protect you, madam. "

Madam looked very comfortable after crying, and asked someone to bring a large plate of gold, silver and silk, saying it was an offering.The woman in Tsing Yi behind Shenzi took it with gratitude, and the room was full of mutual compliments.

Only she felt very unhappy.Why did the child's light obviously dim after Mrs. Fujiyue held his hand and cried?It was obviously still such a beautiful color yesterday.

At night, she sneaked to the side hall to get some snacks back to eat, but found someone there.She tiptoed over and found that it was the Son of God in front of the altar.In the candlelight, his light returned to a soft white color. Although it was not as dazzling as when we met that day, it looked a lot more normal, and she was inexplicably relieved.

She was hesitating whether to go up to say hello, but saw the child do something completely unexpected to her.

He reached out to a burning candle on the altar, slowly pinched the wick, and extinguished the flame of the candle.

His hand was scorched by the flames, but he didn't respond. Instead, he tilted his head, looking extremely calm, and stretched out his hand to the next one.

He just extinguished the candles in the hall one by one with his hands, as if he was so engrossed in playing that he didn't notice the stunned girl.

It wasn't until he snuffed out the sixth candle that she realized that she rushed forward and grabbed his hand.The child seemed taken aback, but immediately showed a quiet smile, and while retracting his hands into the wide sleeves, he said in the very soft tone of the scriptures:

"Good night, Miko-sama, what are you doing here? Haven't you rested so late? Don't wake up the others."

Looking at the pair of eyes that were clear and transparent even in the dim candlelight, she was at a loss for words, so she could only whisper, "What are you doing? It will burn you! Show me!"

"What are you talking about? I can't quite understand it." The child looked innocent and kind, but it seemed that she was making trouble for no reason.

"Your hands will be burned by the candle!" She couldn't help raising her voice slightly, "Show me, hurry up!"

"Ah, did you say that, no, I am the son of the gods, so I won't feel pain." The son of god said quite calmly, while taking a step back, "There will be a sutra lecture tomorrow, I have to first Go back and get ready, Miko-sama, please rest early."

She stubbornly grabbed Miko's hand and said, "No, if you get hurt at the Arakawa Shrine, I, I will be troubled too! Show me, or I'll call the maid!"

Perhaps because he was afraid that she would really call out, Shenzi could only slowly stretch out his hand.

Only then did she realize that the other party was also a child who was only seven or eight years old. The hand was very small and soft. On the white and delicate skin of the palm, there were already some deep and shallow scars for unknown reasons.

"What won't hurt? It's already hot red, and it will blister!" She felt her heart tighten for the first time, and then she didn't know where the courage came from, and threatened him, "You stand here Don't move, I'll get the scald medicine. If you dare to run away, I'll tell the waitress right away, and I'll tell Lord Yagyu, right? He's my father!"

She herself didn't know why she used her father's name for the first time to scare another child who had never met.In short, my lord father really played a role this time. When she ran back to the main hall with the ointment, the child really stood obediently under the altar and waited for her.

"You trouble me a lot." Seeing her, Miko whispered, "I still have a lot of things to do."

She ignores him.I just forced him to stretch out his hand and apply the ointment with a cotton cloth.

The child didn't respond, just watched her actions with a little confusion.

"It'll be fine this way." After finishing it, she exhaled, "It won't be red and swollen tomorrow, no one will notice it."

"You are so kind." Shenzi said politely, "May I go back?"

She suddenly realized how impolite she had done, and regretted her impulsiveness for a moment, so she hurriedly explained: "I, I just want to thank you for helping me on the street yesterday, nothing else! I won't Tell other people! You, don't be angry!"

"I won't be angry." The child showed a gentle smile, "The son of the gods will not be angry. It is fate to meet you on the street. If I know that you are Lord Baiji, I will send you Back to the shrine. Why did you run away like that?"

"Ah..." She was a little at a loss, lowered her head, and simply stammered, "I, I sneaked out yesterday to buy some snacks, and my appearance was out of order, so that's why..."

"That's not your fault."

She raised her head sharply.The child's eyes reflected the candlelight, which was a warm color she had never seen before.

"It's not your fault, but someone deliberately bullied you." He repeated, "So don't blame yourself. You were very brave yesterday, and I saw it."

For some reason, tears rolled down her cheeks instantly.

it's not your fault.

No one had ever said that to her before, not even her mother.

Although she never knew what she did wrong, she would attract the cold eyes of her parents, the disgust of her brothers, and the taboo of her servants.

She was about to cry, but suddenly thought of the dim light of the child in front of the weeping Mrs. Fujiyue, and immediately restrained herself.

Then she rubbed her eyes and tried her best to show a bright smile to the child.

"Thank you! It's great to meet you! What's your name?"

The child froze for a moment, as if he heard an extremely strange question.

"I have no name," he said. "A child of a god does not need a name."

On the morning of the third day, Mrs. Fujiyue came again, and she brought many novelty gadgets, even a western chime bell, which she had never seen before in her mother's courtyard.After that, Mrs. Fujiyue dragged the god child into the inner room again, saying that she wanted to repent of past sins.It was already past noon, and when the maids began to take turns delivering refreshments and seasonal fruits, they came out of the side hall.Mrs. Fujiyue was very excited, saying that she had met the favor of the true god, and she wanted to dedicate a new temple to the Bliss Sect of Wanshi.

not good at all.She thought sadly, the child's light dimmed again.

She really didn't know how to explain this matter to people. The last time she mentioned this, she was sent directly to the shrine by her father.No matter how dull she is, she also understands that she is different from others, except for Xiaobai, no one can understand her words, just like only herself can understand Xiaobai's words.

People who don't understand will be afraid and loathe her.

But he will understand?she thinks.He is so smart and gentle, he must understand.

But what if, what if he doesn't understand and stops talking to her like everyone else?

In the afternoon, when she was so entangled in passing the courtyard, she was surprised to see that god child took her paper fan and practiced Kagura dance in the spring sunshine.

It was a beautiful sacrificial dance she had never seen before. Even though he was wearing a pure black cassock, he was still a boy of only seven or eight years old, but he jumped out of the dust like ice and snow.His pure white hair seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of gold under the sun, but his eyes were empty.

Like the first snow.she thinks.Also like the last snow of winter.

She found that as long as he stayed in the sun for a while, the light on him seemed to become brighter.This discovery made her very happy, so she came up with a little ghost idea, she walked over and said actively:

"You dance really well, can you teach me?"

The child wiped the thin sweat from his forehead, maybe the movement in the sun made his snow-white face a little pink.He smiled and said, "Okay. Then, Mrs. Miko, please dance for me first."

She danced again with the fan, deliberately slowing down the movement in order to delay the time.

"It's a good dance." The child praised, "It's just two wrong beats. Let me demonstrate it to you."

After dawdling back and forth several times, the two children stopped dancing until she was too embarrassed to pretend to be stupid again, and went back to the porch to drink matcha and eat chestnut pancakes.

But that son of god seemed to have never seen chestnut cakes, holding a small plate and looking at it curiously.

She picked it up, took a bite, and smiled happily: "It's so sweet, try it, it's from my father. It's not easy to eat autumn chestnuts in this season."

But the child said flatly: "Mrs. Qingzi won't let me eat sweets. I appreciate the kindness of Mr. Liusheng and you."

"Huh?" It was the first time she heard of such a thing, "Why? Is there any child who doesn't like sweets?"

"It's because I'm afraid that eating will damage my teeth, and it won't look good when I smile." The child said seriously.

She never thought that this was the reason, and immediately burst out laughing.

"What! Then what do you eat at home on weekdays? You don't even eat snacks, do you?"

"There are only vegetarian food and fish in daily life." The child thought for a while and said.

"...Is this gone?"

"There is no need for anything else. Mrs. Qingzi said that the son of God should be an example and should not be extravagant in food and drink."

She laughed like crazy: "No wonder you are so short! How old are you this year?"

The child seemed completely unaccustomed to such daily problems, and even his expression became confused: "I...will be eight years old by winter."

"Should?" She was shocked, "You don't even know your own birthday, do you?"

"There are birthdays, but there are other days. I heard from Mrs. Qingzi's maid that she gave birth to me in winter." The child held the teacup and took a sip in an extremely elegant manner, "But the son of God Your birthday is determined by the gods, and it is a festival for the congregation, so you can't do anything according to your own intentions."

"Ah..." She didn't know what to say, "What, that Mrs. Qingzi...is your mother! Why do you use such a strange name? Mother is mother!"

"The child of the gods was only born with the help of a human body. I don't have a mother." The child said calmly, "Mrs. Qingzi doesn't allow me to call her mother."

No name, no birthday, no mother, not even favorite food?

For the first time, she felt that there were some things in this world that she would never understand.

Thousands of words were stuffed in her chest, and she felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

Even if he is a child of the gods, this is obviously just an ordinary child.

She thought that she was the only child rejected by her parents, but she never thought that there was a mother by her side, but she would never be able to call her mother's child.

"You... so pitiful." Finally, she sighed softly.

The child looked as if he had heard something surprising, but he immediately smiled.

"No, I misunderstood you. The meaning of my existence is to help the suffering people in the world and lead them to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. This is my duty as a child of God, and I feel very happy about it."

"Where is the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss? Why do you want to go there?" She asked in confusion.

The child smiled even more gently: "I have lectured on the scriptures for the past two days, you must not have listened carefully."

She felt her face heat up, and said falteringly: "I, I was listening, but I can't understand..."

"It's okay, I'll explain it to you." The Son of God said patiently.

So he repeated what he had said in the past few days in simple and easy-to-understand language.After listening to it, she probably understood a little bit, but she was still at a loss.

"So, it's a place where everyone can go after death?"

"No, there is nothing after death. Only by believing in the salvation that the gods have given through me, and by believing in the Bliss Religion, can you go to the Pure Land of Bliss. There will be no more suffering there, and you will be very happy."

"but you…"

She almost said about Guang, but she swallowed it after thinking about it.

"You...can't you listen to people make some confessions?" She tried hard to choose the right words, "They seem to be crying all the time, crying in front of a child, I always feel...I always feel that this is not fair to you. "

"No, why did Miko-sama say that?"

The child lowered his eyes, showing an extremely pure smile that belonged to the child of the gods:

"It is my duty to help people who are suffering in the world. The believers are suffering because of delusion. Although they will cry in front of me, every time I shed tears, or smile at them, and say some words of comfort , they will be able to smile again, which is the best reward for me, and I don't need anything else."

"I hope everyone can get happiness from me. This is the meaning of my existence in this world."

That night, she lay on the couch and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

What went wrong?she thinks.

What the child said is obviously correct, but why does it feel that something is wrong?

The next day, she found out that Mrs. Kiyoko was a woman in kimono who followed Miko. She always had a serious look and only smiled when facing Mrs. Fujitsuki.This is also expected, the two of them are very close to the color of the light.

It's just that she and Shenzi are completely unrecognizable as a mother and son. Although she speaks in a soft voice, she uses honorifics, always behaves in a proper manner, and never looks directly into the child's eyes.

On the same day, Mrs. Fujiyue came again, and brought her beloved youngest son, Asong, saying that they wanted to receive the blessing of the Son of God together.When she saw her arrogant elder brother enter the door, she knew that things would not be good today.

Sure enough, when the two parties had just sat down in the hall and exchanged a few pleasantries, the 12-year-old boy in Chinese clothes squinted at Shenzi and sneered.

"It's you, I saw you that day."

Shenzi bowed slightly to him, smiled quietly and politely: "Indeed, I was lucky enough to meet Mr. Asong that day on the street in the city. I will never forget your heroic figure."

Mrs. Fujiyue asked happily: "Have you met before? Why didn't Ah Song tell me when he came back?"

A Song probably never expected that he would suffer a secret loss from a seven or eight year old child when he came up, so he could only endure it through gritted teeth, and turned his head to the side fiercely.

When the blessing was about to begin, several servants were putting the ceremonial utensils on the table, Ah Song rolled his eyes and started to attack again.

"Hey," he thrust his hands together, "Why should I trust you?"

Mrs. Fujiyue held him awkwardly: "A Song, what are you doing? The Son of God came from afar to pray for us. How could you be so rude?"

The young man shook off his mother's hand impatiently: "If you say you are a god, you are a god? I think you are just different from ordinary people in appearance. Do you know any spells? Show me one and I will believe you."

Mrs. Qingzi frowned, but said nothing, but turned to look at Shenzi beside her.

"Okay, I wonder what kind of performance Mr. Asong wants to see?" Shenzi of the Bliss Cult still kept a quiet smile.

The boy thought for a while, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

He untied the Taidao on his waist, pulled out the gleaming blade quickly, and threw the sword on the mat.

"If you cut off your finger with this, I will believe you."

Mrs. Fujiyue slammed the table: "A Song, I think you are becoming more and more unruly! This is a distinguished guest invited by your father! How dare you be so presumptuous?!"

"Mother, maybe Father was also deceived." Asong leaned back nonchalantly, "If he dares to cut him, I will believe him right away and apologize to him, otherwise he is a liar, and I will tell Father Your Excellency, go."

"you really…"

"it is good."

I only heard Shenzi's voice clear and clear, "It's just that the things Mr. Asong said are too rough, and I'm afraid it will make Mrs. Fujitsuki uneasy. But your request is very reasonable, and you are Mr. Yagyu's noble son, so I will use my blood to pray for you."

After all, the beautiful child picked up the Taidao on the table without changing his expression, pointed the blade at the palm of his left hand, and slashed down fiercely.

There was silence in the room, and she only heard a slight ticking sound.

Tick, tick, tick...

After her mind went blank for a while, she realized that it was the sound of Miko's blood dripping on the tea table.It was dark red blood, which looked no different from ordinary people, but no one could believe that a child who was only seven years old cut his hand with a sharp knife and saw the blood flow into a river without pain or fear. With a sweet smile, there is only silence in the colorful eyes.

"I pray for you, Mr. Asong. May you live in good health."

Mrs. Fujiyue was the first one who couldn't sit still. She stood up and slapped her youngest son hard.

"A Song! It's too much! You apologize to the Son of God!"

The boy was obviously frightened by the blood on the table and by his mother's rage, he hesitated a few times but couldn't speak, and finally he just stammered: "I...I...how do I know..."

"Get out of here!"

She stood up and overturned the tea table in front of Ah Song, the delicate tea set was broken to the ground.

Mrs. Tengyue stared at her dumbfounded, probably never thought that this young girl from concubine who dared not even talk much at home would suddenly get angry with her wife and son-in-law.

She felt that her whole body was shaking, never shaking so much, but her voice was firm and strong like never before.

"In the name of the shrine maiden of the god of Arakawa, I order you to leave my shrine immediately! The god does not welcome you! You have defiled its dojo!"

Ah Song was obviously also frightened, but when he saw it was her, he still stuck his neck and said: "How dare you..."

"If you are not afraid of being cursed by the gods, you can stay as long as you want." She looked at him contemptuously, "Let's see if your whole body will fester and die!"

These words obviously had a deterrent effect, and she was known as an ominous person at home on weekdays, which made Mrs. Fujiyue, mother and son feel terrified.After the luxurious woman repeatedly apologized to the Son of God, she dragged her son away in a hurry.

Only then did she rush over, grabbed a tea towel from the table to cover the child's bloody left hand, and screamed in a crying voice, "Come on quickly! Call the doctor!"

The matter continued until the afternoon before ending.The cut was deep, and it took a long time for the blood to stop, but fortunately no bones were hurt, and the doctor left after applying medicine.She couldn't care less about the astonished gazes of the maids, sobbing so hard that she couldn't make a sound.

Instead, the child smiled and comforted her.

"Lord Bai Ji, don't cry, it doesn't hurt at all."

"I...I...I didn't cry." She sniffled, but couldn't hold back her tears, "I didn't cry."

"Why are you crying? This is a normal prayer. Did it scare you?" Shenzi said sincerely, "I'm really sorry."

she glanced at him