I was favored by the evil god, and I became a white-bone bodhisattva.

After a pause, Zhang Jing did not continue to explain, but extended an invitation to Gu Chengshen: "You and I hit it off right away, why don't we go back to the headquarters and have a chat?"

No matter how many sects there are in Brahma Buddhism, as long as you follow Master Zhang, you are a follower of the Master’s sect.

Thinking of this, Gu Chengshen agreed immediately: "That's exactly what I meant!"

..............

Alas, this god really doesn’t seem like a real god.

After pondering the picture of the six-armed monster god (Brahma) on the wooden table for a while, Sun Qi's face showed worry.

The six arms are not the key point; the key point is the expression of this god.

Ferocious, resentful, and hateful, it seemed to condense all the negative emotions in the world.

"Sugar Mage"

Sun Qi ran to the little girl and asked in a low voice: "Take a look at the Brahma image carved on the table. Is there anything wrong with it?"

"kindness......"

Tangtang stared at the table for a while, but the more she looked, the stranger she felt.

“Although it was carved like this, it seems that what he really wanted to carve was another way.”

Tangtang asked for paper and pen, propped up her little head and slowly started drawing while looking at the table.

As the painting went on, the faces of the people from the Sun family who were watching became more and more strange.

When the little girl finished drawing, Sun Qi couldn't help but ask, "Isn't this the Thousand-footed Bodhisattva?"

While painting according to the picture of the Brahma god on the table, Tangtang somehow drew the appearance of Thousand-footed Bodhisattva.

“Nothing wrong”

The little girl thought for a moment and said, "This Thousand-footed Bodhisattva is what the leader really wanted to carve on the table."

"..."

Things seemed to be getting weird. Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Finally, the eldest son of the Sun family spoke up, "We don't need to worry about the affairs of the Brahma religion. Just keep your promise."

.............

"Brother, do we really have to worship that weird-looking Brahma in all the shops in Sang Country?"

As the night deepened, just as everyone was about to rest, Sun Qi knocked on his eldest brother's door.

"Brahma is not to be trifled with"

Motioning Sun Qi to sit down in the room, the eldest son of the Sun family sighed and continued, "Besides, the Master Gu invited by the Brahma Sect successfully let my father's soul take over his body...Don't say that we didn't need him at that time. You and I are businessmen, there is no reason to go back on our words."

This is true, but will enshrining a hideous "evil god" in the shop really ruin the Sun family's fortune?

After Sun Qi expressed his concerns, both of them were silent for a while.

"..."

After a long while, the eldest son of the Sun family murmured, "It's not good to break the contract, but maybe we can compromise."

"How to compromise?" Sun Qi asked hurriedly.

"After offering sacrifices to Brahma, we cannot offer sacrifices to other Bodhisattvas. Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to both parties."

The eldest son of the Sun family thought for a while and said, "But we can worship the young master. The young master is a living person, not a god or Buddha. It is not a bad rule to worship the young master and the Brahma at the same time. Moreover, the young master has done a favor for the Sun family, so it is reasonable."

Sun Qi was stunned by his elder brother's brilliant idea, but when he thought about it carefully, this might actually be a good idea.

Afraid that wooden carvings of Brahma will bring bad luck?

Then if we worship a person with great magical powers, the two effects will cancel each other out and everything will be fine.

The only thing to worry about is...

"I wonder if Master Tangtang's magic power can subdue the Brahma God."

Hearing this, the eldest son of the Sun family couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "If the little wizard can't do it, then the other wizards must be even worse."

Chapter 100 Reflection

"Want to carve a wood sculpture for Tangtang?"

The next day, after the girl had exchanged all the money she had from the State of Wu, she heard Sun Qi talk about offering sacrifices to the wood sculpture.

"The mage has helped my family a lot, so my eldest brother wants to display the mage's wood carvings in various shops to express his gratitude."

Sun Qi asked carefully, "What do you think, Master Tangtang?"

"OK"

Because there was a precedent in Changle City, the girl nodded and agreed.

She thought thoughtfully, "So the Sang country also has this custom, they like to carve statues for people to express their gratitude."

Sun Qi was immediately shocked: "Master Tangtang, has anyone in another country also built a statue for you?"

"Well, when we were in Changle City, Tangtang negotiated with some rat generals to stop them from eating people. After the deal was done, everyone was very happy and said they wanted to carve a statue for Tangtang."

Although it was just a simple statement, Sun Qi also understood that Tangtang had saved the people of a city.

Admiration flashed in his eyes, and he felt that this young monk might be able to attain the legendary Arhat status when he grew up.

.................

At Sun Qi's enthusiastic invitation, Tangtang stayed in the Sun Mansion for two more days.

But all good things must come to an end. On a sunny morning, the little girl set off with her bag on her back.

"No need to see me off, goodbye everyone!"

After turning around and saying her final goodbyes to everyone in the Sun family, Tangtang hummed a tune and planned to go to the market to take a look.

“Mushrooms, mushrooms, delicious mushrooms~”

That’s right, Tangtang went to the market just to buy mushrooms.

One day when talking about the delicious mushrooms in the mountains, Sun Qi said that there was a village nearby where people made a living by selling mushrooms at the market.

Of course, the mushrooms sold are non-toxic.

Sun Qi just said it casually at the time, but Tangtang took note of it.

The mushrooms from Sang Country are very delicious when cooked, and the little girl really wants to eat them a few more times.

“Is it okay to eat poisonous mushrooms?”

"It seems so, but Tangtang doesn't want to eat poisonous mushrooms. It always feels weird."

While chatting with Sister Maru, the little girl came to the market.

After looking around, Tangtang walked to a stall and asked curiously, "Hello, why are the mushrooms sold here so dry?"

"That's what dried food is like. You put it in water and boil it, and it tastes just like freshly picked food."

The stall owner was a handsome young man. After explaining, he smiled and asked, "Would you like to buy some to try? The chicken stewed with mushrooms will make your tongue salivate."

In order to make the deal, the young man took out a clay jar.

As soon as the jar was opened, the fresh fragrance filled the air and Tangtang's mouth was watering.

"I'm not kidding you, am I? This was made by my...neighbor. The chicken is from my own family, and the mushrooms are the ones I sell."

With such a trump card, the business was naturally done. The girl even asked his neighbor where he lived.

"There is a blacksmith shop in Red Eye Village, and the one who does the blacksmithing is my neighbor."

After hearing this, Tangtang nodded repeatedly, saying that her neighbor was a good cook and she would go ask him/her to stew mushrooms.

"Ha ha"

The young stall owner smiled and put the matter behind him. After all, how could you take a child’s words seriously?

......................

He was in good spirits in the morning, but not so at noon. He barely made it to the afternoon and was exhausted.

I'm not really tired physically, so it's just a kind of mental fatigue?

On the way back, people from the same village were talking about all kinds of trivial matters, and from time to time they joked about their own chicken soup and asked him when he would marry the girl from the Yao family.

Although he responded with a smile, Ma Hong felt bored.

Not only am I bored with this topic, I am even more bored with my own life.

Pick mushrooms, make them into dried goods, and sell them at the market, leaving early and returning late.

It's like this every day, every day, like a walking corpse.

Sometimes he would fantasize that there was a slim and beautiful childhood sweetheart in the village who liked him and was a good cook.

In the morning she watched me leave, and in the afternoon she waited for me to come back at the village entrance.

If that were the case, then maybe life would taste a little different.

"Go quickly, the Yao family sister is waiting for you again!"

After returning to the village, Ma Hong was pushed by someone and numbly walked to the girl.

In fact, fantasies are not all fantasies, most of them are even true.

Only one thing...

"Is the chicken soup delicious? Give me back the pottery jar and I'll make it for you in a few days."

The girl, whose arm muscles were two times thicker than hers, took the pottery jar easily with one hand and said with a smile.

The girl from the Yao family is really nice.

Her family has been in the blacksmith business for generations, without exception for both men and women.

Alas, the female blacksmith was not at all slim, and her fantasy was just a fantasy after all.

"Hello there!"

A vigorous voice sounded behind his childhood sweetheart, and Ma Hong was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

"Why are you here?"

"Because I want to ask Sister Yao to stew mushrooms for me." Tangtang answered as a matter of course.

Ma Hong was speechless. He never thought that a little girl could be so motivated.

"Well, I'll go back first."

Maybe he should have advised her to go home early, but Ma Hong was too mentally exhausted to want to meddle in other people's business. He waved his hand and went home.

"Hmm, you look so listless."

"Doing business is tiring. Just take a night off."

Ma Hong heard the voice behind him, but it didn't feel real at all, as if he was dreaming.

Maybe I'm really too tired these days.

Go back and rest early. Ah, I almost forgot that I have guests at home and I still have to prepare dinner. It’s really troublesome.

.......................

"Are you thirsty? Drink some water, I just drew it from the well."

He was wearing seamless clothes and had a black spot between his eyebrows.

He is a warm-hearted person and also knows a little magic.

This was Ma Hong's entire impression of his guest. Ah, he almost forgot that this guest was a Brahman, and his level seemed to be quite high.

I took the wooden ladle from the man's hand. Maybe I was dazzled. Why was the well water in it blood red?

I blinked hard and found that the water was just ordinary well water.

"Drink"

When urged, Ma Hong took the wooden ladle with a numb expression.

After drinking all the liquid, he suddenly woke up from his sleepwalking state.

Of course, this is by no means a good thing, it is just a kind of spiritual "last flicker of light".