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【How could this be?
The young man was puzzled. Countless people visited those temples every day. Do people know that the statues they worship contain the heart and lung organs of their neighbors?

Did they know that the god they were worshiping actually killed five people where they landed?

And could he really kill five people for his mother?

But they should also be the children of other mothers. It is so painful to lose their own mothers. What will those mothers do if they lose their own children?

Will the child come back?

Then the mother must be willing to come back and kill someone for her child, right?

With this back and forth, there probably won’t be a single person from this tribe, no, even from all the parties involved in the land, right?
Is this really right?
For the first time, the young man had doubts about the tribe he had lived in since he was a child. He was so angry that he couldn't sleep because he was scratching his head.

The young man's old mother didn't even dare to look at the long-dead spiritual witch, let alone follow the current witch to observe the situation. Naturally, she didn't see what happened this morning.

She was aware of the child's gentle temper, but she only thought that her child was worried because he could not learn the complicated skills and could not pay for food.

She looked at the child who was tossing and turning and said with relief:
"It's okay, kid."

"My mother has lived for a long time. Now I just come back to see you. I am satisfied to see you well, so there is no need to think about making a statue of me."

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In the old mother's mouth, these words were comforting and considerate, but in the young man's heart, they were nothing more than adding fuel to the fire.

'Let's go and see again. '

The young man thought:
'What if the owner is just a little different? '

'Maybe there will still be hope for my mother. '

The young man did guess that it would be different, but he didn't expect that it would be this different.

The same thing is that they all use humans and animals, but the difference is that this time the host family only used one person.

A relatively healthy person took out the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys respectively.

Wait, doesn’t that mean these things are necessary?
Do gods really need these things?
But then there is another question. Why did the previous owner kill five people when he could kill one person to pretend to be dirty?

For the sake of the host’s face and financial resources?
But, those are five lives!

What's the point of this?
The young man completely collapsed and returned home with his head hanging low.

The old mother didn't dare to say much, she only asked him to eat
After the young man reacted, he was dumbfounded:
'Can't I touch things? How come you can still cook now? '

The old mother listened to her child's question and answered honestly:

'During this period of time with you, I wonder if it's because he learned from the great witches to worship the statues of gods, and knelt down to worship her, that his health actually got better. '
'Before death, I was weak and weak. After hearing your voice, I stopped coughing. After this period of kneeling and worshiping, I can actually move things with a wave of my hand.'

The old mother explained her situation one by one. When her voice stopped, she realized that her child had already burst into tears. The old mother was very panicked and asked repeatedly: "What's going on?" ah? '

The young man had already made up his mind, and immediately knelt down and told his mother everything he had seen from the wizard. Both mother and son were horrified.

The young man burst into tears and said that he was going to hire someone to pretend to be a god for his mother.

The old mother is also a kind person. When she heard this, she objected repeatedly:
'How is this possible? If you want to kill other people's children because of me, you might as well let me die directly. Even if a statue of a god is built for me, I won't stay! '

The young man cried blood:

'I am not killing other people's children, they are my own. I am happy that I can be well, and I have no memories of this world. In order to repay the kindness of giving birth, please let me use my own liver to pretend to be dirty for my mother. '

The old mother was shocked. Although the mother and son did not really meet or touch each other, they buried their heads and cried loudly.

The old mother wanted to die again, but the young man insisted on using his organs in exchange for the mother's "recovery", and the two were in a stalemate.

The old mother suddenly said with tears in her eyes:
'Son, if this is not the case, my mother-in-law doesn't want her bloody internal organs to look dirty. Why don't you put the clothes, dishes and chopsticks that my mother-in-law wore during her lifetime into the statue? Is that okay? '

The young man was stunned and then heard the old mother continue:
'Actually, after I came back, I have been staying on those clothes that were stained with my breath. You also know that my mother-in-law doesn't want to see blood. Let alone you, even if you really have the heart to kill someone, my mother-in-law will die again on the spot. '

'The great witches have methods, so we can also have our own methods. Some people can eat rice and millet when they are born, and some people can only eat squid. If people are really born different, why should they expect to be the same after death? '

'My grandma likes clothes and dishes. Even the straw from our roof is better than the liver. If you really can't bear to part with me, let's not use theirs. Let's make our own, okay? '

The young man cried loudly, knowing in his heart that his mother was trying to comfort him, but he could not resist the stern look of his normally gentle mother, so a few days later, he built a small statue of the god according to his mother's instructions.

The inside of the little statue is certainly not the five internal organs.

Instead, there are five kinds of hobbies that the mother had during her lifetime, including wild rice, linen cloth, spices made from astragalus rhizomes, a few thatches from the thatched house, and a little tar oil stored at home.

Everyone knows that this is the false five internal organs.

The young man felt sour in his heart. He had already guessed that his mother would die soon, so he secretly cried several times in a place far away from home, where his mother could not see him.

But what happened next was beyond everyone's expectations.

The young man originally planned to stay with his mother for the last time, and then follow her away, but his mother is getting better and better!
There was no thought of passing away at all, from washing vegetables and cooking at the beginning, to washing clothes later, to running the house as before, plowing the land and feeding the chickens.

There was even one time when the young man was hunting for a young deer. The young deer jumped into the water in a hurry. When the young man followed the water and fell into the undercurrent, he felt the water around him and made an old mother's voice. He pushed it to the shore.
Everything is so good and everything is thriving!

But, how could this happen?

The young man's heart was in a mess, not because he wanted his old mother to leave, but because he was wondering about another thing -

Why does it seem that the five internal organs used by rich people when they create statues of gods have the same effect as the fake five internal organs in their own homes? 】