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

He smacked his lips and felt an odd taste in his mouth.

Maybe the well water is not clean enough?

"The food is ready and we're waiting for you to come back." said the guest with a smile.

"This, this is so embarrassing."

Ma Hong slapped his forehead and said that he would go home earlier next time.

Chapter 101 Soldiers

"Tangtang, get up and eat!"

Yao Bingshi called into the house and brought breakfast to the table.

The breakfast was simple, just two bowls of porridge and stir-fried vegetables with mushrooms, but the Yao family girl cooked very well and Tangtang enjoyed the meal very much.

After the meal, the girl paid Yao Bingshi.

It's not about the money, it's about the story.

The two parties agreed that Yao Bingshi would provide Tangtang with three meals a day during her stay, and Tangtang would tell her three stories every day.

"Today, Tangtang wants to tell you a story about the Hanging Temple."

“good good”

Yao Bingshi's face was full of anticipation. She loved listening to other people tell stories the most.

Listening to other people's stories, I feel like I have become the protagonist or supporting character in the story and am going on adventures everywhere.

The rope that reaches the sky is like the sea and the sky; the Hanging Temple and Master Guangji.

Tangtang’s story today was also very good. Yao Bing even drank two more bowls of porridge.

"Sister Yao, do you really want to go traveling?"

"Haha, you found me."

Yao Bingshi smiled and said, "My ancestor once followed a great being and traveled around. Later, he settled down in this Red Eye Village and opened a blacksmith shop that has been passed down from generation to generation."

If given the chance, Yao Bingshi hopes to replicate the experiences of his ancestors.

but......

When she thought of her childhood sweetheart, she was not sure whether she would be able to seize it without hesitation if the opportunity really presented itself to her.

After all, he's a guy who finds cooking troublesome and can't do without me around.

"Tangtang, take your time eating. I'll be out for a while."

If it was just to prepare a simple breakfast, Yao Bingshi wouldn't have to get up so early.

She walked to the stove, poured the stewed chicken soup into a clay pot, and hurried towards Ma Hong's house.

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

dong dong dong-

The door opened quickly, but the person who opened the door was not his childhood sweetheart, but a Sanskrit Christian named Liang Ping.

Yao Bingshi didn't like this man very much, even though he used magic to help villagers find many things they accidentally lost, but perhaps because of the black spot between his eyebrows, she always felt that Liang Ping was gloomy and didn't seem like a good person.

"Ma Hong is still awake?"

"I went to bed late last night and haven't woken up yet."

After the question and answer, the atmosphere became a little awkward.

"I, I saw that he was not in a good mood yesterday, so I specially cooked chicken soup today."

After handing the pottery jar to Liang Ping, Yao Bingshi prepared to leave.

"Miss Yao!"

At this time, Liang Ping suddenly stopped her and asked a strange question: "Is there any significance in the words 'Bingshi' in your name?"

"It's not that particular. My dad probably gave me this name on a whim."

"Oh?" Liang Ping showed an interested expression, but Yao Bingshi had no intention of continuing to explain.

She turned and left, but after a few steps she found that the guy had followed her.

"Some time ago I heard the story of this village from the children in the village"

Regardless of whether he was disliked or not, Liang Ping continued, "A long, long time ago, before the two Bodhisattvas came to this world, there was a red-eyed, one-horned demon who did all kinds of evil."

The devil captures men, the devil captures women.

Men are used as slaves and women are used for pleasure.

One day, Bingzu passed by here with his attendants.

Seeing the red-eyed, one-horned demon, Bingzu couldn't help but feel very happy.

The demon's horn was an excellent material for making magic soldiers. The ancestor of soldiers immediately killed the demon and rescued the men and women who were enslaved by the demon.

After getting the materials, Bingzu left, but the servant chose to stay because he fell in love with a beautiful girl here.

Later, the people here established the Red Eye Village and lived a happy life together.

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

"The blacksmith shop in the village has been passed down from generation to generation, and Miss Yao is named 'Bingshi'. I was thinking..."

Are you the descendant of the legendary attendant of the ancestor of soldiers?

If so, are there any unique family skills left behind?

The greedy eyes kept looking at the girl, and Yao Bingshi's hair stood on end.

"Stop following me!"

Yao Bingshi paused, rolled up his sleeves and shook them in front of Liang Ping.

"Follow me again and I'll beat you up."

The muscles on Yao Bingshi's arms have an extraordinary deterrent effect on ordinary people, but unfortunately Liang Ping is not an ordinary person, he has cultivated himself.

"Sister Yao!"

Liang Ping's smiling and silent expression put great pressure on Yao Bingshi. But at this moment, the little girl ran out. She was so anxious that sweat broke out on her forehead.

"what"

Tangtang looked at the seamless clothes Liang Ping was wearing and couldn't help asking, "Uncle, are you from the Brahma sect?"

"Yes, little girl, have you seen other believers?"

Tangtang nodded: "I have seen your leader, but he doesn't have the same black spots on his forehead as you."

Liang Ping's face turned pale with anger and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Master? Where did you see the Master?"

"I saw him at Sun's house a few days ago," the little girl said honestly.

Sun Mansion, isn’t Sun Mansion very close to here?

Liang Ping no longer had the heart to argue with Yao Bingshi, so he quickly walked away holding the pottery jar.

"You must give the chicken soup to Ma Hong, and you are not allowed to drink it secretly—"

Seeing Liang Ping walking very fast, Yao Bingshi yelled at him.

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

Back in the house, Liang Ping quickly drank half a can of chicken soup to calm himself down. Then he drew a bucket of well water and used the water mirror technique to connect with the headquarters.

The art of water mirror is almost a compulsory skill for the followers of Brahma religion, but the ones with the highest attainments are Zhang Jing and several of his disciples.

Liang Ping can use the water mirror technique to communicate with the headquarters thousands of miles away (exaggerated), and his attainments are truly profound.

That’s right, he is one of the several disciples that Zhang Jing personally trained.

Just because he hadn't seen any hope of achieving a higher rank for a long time, he had evil thoughts and turned to the Great Elder.

A figure gradually emerged in the well water of the wooden barrel. The person was also wearing seamless clothes, but the mark between his eyebrows was not a simple black dot, but a black seed mark.

"Great Elder!"

After Liang Ping bowed respectfully, he picked up the paper and started writing.

The water mirror technique can only transmit images, but no sound can be heard, so both parties have to communicate using text.

Liang Ping tactfully asked the Great Elder why the leader appeared in the Sun Mansion. The latter told him directly not to think too much, because Zhang Jing was not coming for him.

[I have already fulfilled my promise to the Sun family. The Sun family is very cunning. You need to speed up your actions.]

In fact, what Liang Ping is doing has nothing to do with the Sun family, but if it goes well, it may be seen as a silent warning by the Sun family?

【Yes! 】

Chapter 102 Blood of Ancestors

After finishing the communication with the Great Elder, Liang Ping couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, you don't have to be too scared. Although the leader is powerful, he has not achieved immortality after all. He will not risk offending the great elder, who is an immortal, and insist on getting rid of himself.

Wiping the cold sweat from his head, Liang Ping came to the room to check on Ma Hong's condition.

"Ma Hong, Miss Yao has made chicken soup for you again, Ma Hong!"

The young man lying on the bed seemed to have completely lost consciousness and did not respond to Liang Ping's calls.

"Okay, it looks like it will just be a matter of one or two days."

Liang Ping paced back and forth in the room with some excitement. For a long time in the past, Brahma had been tolerant and evasive towards Buddhism and had never done anything out of line in Sang Country.

However, since last year, this evasive attitude of Brahmanism has undergone a drastic change.

Liang Ping was not a real senior executive, and he had no idea what the senior executives had done.

But just from the fact that the middle and lower classes were actively expanding their beliefs and were not hesitating to engage in direct conflict with Buddhism, he knew that turmoil was about to set in in the Sang Kingdom!

"Lord Brahma does not grant favors without reason"

"Perform merit! Only by continuously performing merit, and performing great merit, will I have the opportunity to receive God's grace and advance to a higher level!"

Touching the black spot between his eyebrows, Liang Ping shifted his gaze to Ma Hong again.

"Don't resist. You are the descendant of the Red Devil."

"Follow the call of your instinct, devour other bloodlines, and become a new Red Devil!"

Then, let me take the horn from your head and bring it to the teachings to make a good magic weapon.

In this way, your sacrifice will be valuable, and I will have made a contribution to my Lord.

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

Mahone, Mahone—

Who, who is calling me?

Low whispers continued to echo in his ears, and Ma Hong's mind was gradually sucked into a strange dream.

This is where!

Looking around in panic, the man found himself inexplicably in a magnificent palace.

The handsome men and beautiful women were singing and dancing, and it seemed that no one noticed him as an "intruder".

"Where am I? You, why are your eyes all red?"

I tried to ask, but the sound was so faint that it didn't attract anyone's attention at all.

Ma Hong became more and more anxious, and at this moment, the hall suddenly became quiet.

Everyone crawled on the ground, using their hands and feet to retreat to both sides.

A terrifying figure walked straight towards Ma Hong, with red eyes and a single horn. This was not a human, but a great demon that once dominated this land!

The first time the man saw the great demon, his hands and feet turned cold and his mind was taken away.