158 Make you three wishes (3)

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Although these tasks are very strenuous for small children, there is no way.

My family is very poor, and it would be difficult to make ends meet without fishing.

My little hand was so painful that I couldn't feel it, and even my vision was a little blurry.

Slater paused for a moment, blinked blankly, and then bit his lower lip hard.

The pale lip was bitten by him, but he didn't feel any pain. Only the smell of blood made him wake up and continue to put the fish into the basket.

It took Slater a long time to put everything away.

At this time, he accidentally glanced at the oil lamp in the corner. The strange thing is that no snowflakes fell on it, as if it was deliberately avoided.

It is in the shape of a golden pot, with complicated dark patterns engraved on it, and the line outline is similar to a charm or something like that.

The appearance is exquisite, it should be something used in the palace, and ordinary people like them will probably never touch it in their lifetime.

Slater looked calmly, his blue eyes as cold as ice and snow.

He was about to get off the boat with the bamboo basket on his back, but his thin body could barely hold on, as if he would be crushed in the next moment.

"Boom!"

The sound of hitting the wooden board was clear. Slater quickly put down the things and backed away cautiously.

A pair of eyes stared at the oil lamp without blinking, and he was very sure that the sound just now was caused by it.

He pursed his lips and slowly picked it up. Logically speaking, such a weird thing should be thrown back into the sea immediately.

But he didn't know what to think, so he wiped it with his clothes.

"boom!"

The mouth of the lamp spouts thick white mist.

Slater was caught off guard, his hand loosened, and the lamp rolled to the ground not far away.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and a young and beautiful woman appeared in the sky.

A white dress floats gently against the white snowflakes.

Her blond wavy hair is smooth and shawl-like, and her delicate facial features look like a snow-white elf in the cold winter.

Her eyes were as bright as stars as she looked at him like this.

"..."

Slater opened his eyes wide and his long eyelashes trembled. He held the harpoon vigilantly and took a few steps back. He said in a deep voice:

"do not come."

The soft voice was a little weak, but firmly guarded against anything unfamiliar.

The child pursed his lips, his blue eyes clearly wary.

The woman's sweet and gentle chuckle came to his ears, and the other person's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Master, I can grant you three wishes."

The boy didn't respond, so Suna continued minding his own business:

"I am the demon spirit of the magic lamp. The master just rubbed the magic lamp three times and signed a contract with me."

There was a gentle smile on the woman's lips.

The other party's expression was cold, and the hand holding the harpoon had turned white. Even though he was wearing a rough and worn gray robe, his face was abnormally pale. It does not affect the tenderness and cuteness of children's cheeks at all.

Slater pursed his lips and lowered his long eyelashes without saying a word.

He was abandoned by his parents when he was a child. It was the old fisherman who took him home because he felt sorry for him.

The conditions at home are not good, and I am often bullied and looked down upon for no apparent reason.

Even though he did nothing wrong from beginning to end, others always treated him with malice.

Therefore, he has long known the warmth and coldness of the world and will not easily believe anyone's words.

Not to mention the unknown origin of this oil lamp, he called him master when they met and said he would grant his three wishes.

How can there be such a good thing in the world for no reason?

Slater stepped back a little, grabbing the harpoon numbly with his small hands, and the momentary confusion had subsided. The meaning of rejection is self-evident.

Totally unbelievable.

Suna faced the sharp thorn of the harpoon in his hand and sighed helplessly.

My little boyfriend is less than ten years old and doesn’t understand things like love, so he can’t open the back door for the time being.