Being favored by evil gods, I became sick and weak and became the 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, why don't we go back to the headquarters to have a chat?"

No matter how many sects there are in the Sanskrit sect, anyway, if you follow Leader Zhang, you are from the leader's sect.

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

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

Alas, this god really doesn’t look like a serious god.

After pondering the picture of the six-armed monster god (Brahma God) on the wooden table for a moment, Sun Qi had a look of worry on his face.

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

Ferocious, spiteful, and hateful, as if all the negative emotions in the world were condensed.

"Magic Candy"

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

"kindness......"

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

"Although it was carved like this, what he really wanted to carve seemed to be another way."

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

As they continued to draw, the faces of the Sun family members who were watching became increasingly weird.

When the little girl finished the painting, Sun Qi couldn't help but said: "Isn't this the Thousand-legged Bodhisattva?"

Drawing according to the picture of Brahma on the table, for some reason, Tangtang actually drew the appearance of the Thousand-legged Bodhisattva.

“Can’t go wrong”

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

"..."

Things seemed to become paradoxical, and everyone looked at each other. Finally, Sun's eldest son said, "We don't have to worry about Brahma affairs. We just keep our promises."

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

"Brother, do we really want to worship that weird-looking Brahma God in all the shops in Sang Kingdom?"

The night was getting darker, and just when everyone was about to take a break, Sun Qi knocked on his eldest brother's door.

“Brahma is not something to be trifled with.”

Signaling Sun Qi to sit down in the room, Sun's eldest son sighed and continued: "Besides, the Master Gu invited by the Sanskrit Cult succeeded in getting his father's soul to possess him... Don't say that we had already There is no need for him anymore, you and I are businessmen, there is no reason to go back on our word."

This is the truth, but if a ferocious-looking 'evil god' is enshrined in the shop, will it really not ruin the fortune of the Sun family?

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

"..."

After a long time, Sun's eldest son murmured: "It's hard to break the contract, but maybe we can compromise."

"How to compromise?" Sun Qi asked quickly.

"After worshiping Brahma God, we cannot worship other Bodhisattvas, otherwise it will be disrespectful to both parties."

Sun's eldest son thought deeply and said, "But we can worship the Little Master. The Little Master is a living person rather than a god. It is not a bad rule to worship the Little Master and Brahma at the same time. And the Little Master is kind to the Sun family. It is reasonable. It makes sense.”

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

Are you afraid that the Brahma wood carving will bring bad luck?

Then if you worship a person with profound magic power, it will be fine if the two cancel each other out.

The only thing to worry about is...

"I don't know if Master Tangtang's magic power can suppress the Brahma God."

Hearing this, Sun's eldest son couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "If the little mage can't do it, then the other mages will definitely be even more incompetent."

Chapter 100

"Want to carve a wooden sculpture for Tangtang?"

The next day, after the little girl exchanged all the Wu money she had on hand, she heard Sun Qi talk about enshrining wood carvings.

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

Sun Qi asked cautiously: "I wonder what Master Tangtang wants?"

"OK"

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

She said thoughtfully: "It turns out that Sang State also has this habit. It likes to carve statues for people to express their gratitude."

Sun Qi was immediately surprised: "Master Tangtang, have people in other countries also erected statues of you?"

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

Although it was just a brief explanation, Sun Qi also understood that Tangtang had also saved a whole city of people.

There was admiration in his eyes, feeling that this little mage might actually be able to attain the legendary Arhat status when he grows up.

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

After Sun Qi's enthusiastic solicitation, Tangtang stayed in Sun's house for two more days.

But all good things come to an end. On a sunny morning, the little girl put her parcel on her back and set off.

"No need to send it off, goodbye everyone!"

After turning around to say her final farewell to everyone in the Sun family, Tangtang hummed a tune and planned to go to the market.

"Mushrooms, mushrooms, delicious mushrooms~"

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

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

Of course, the mushrooms sold are non-toxic.

Sun Qi said it casually, but Tangtang took note of it.

The mushrooms from Sangguo were very delicious when cooked, and the little girl wanted to eat them several times.

"It doesn't matter if you eat poisonous mushrooms?"

"That seems to be the case, but Tangtang doesn't want to eat poisonous mushrooms. It always feels weird."

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

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

"That's what dry food is like. Once you put it in water and boil it, it's no different from freshly picked food."

The stall owner was a handsome young man. After he explained, he asked with a smile: "Would you like to buy some? The chicken stewed with mushrooms will make your tongue chewy."

In order to make this deal, the young man took out a clay pot after speaking.

As soon as the jar was opened, the delicious aroma overflowed, making Tangtang's mouth water.

"I didn't lie to you, did I? This is made by my...neighbor. The chickens are home-raised chickens, and the mushrooms are the mushrooms I sell here."

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

"There is a blacksmith shop in Chiyan Village, and the blacksmith inside is my neighbor."

After hearing this, Tangtang nodded repeatedly, saying that her neighbor was good at cooking and she wanted to go find him/her to stew mushrooms.

"Ha ha"

The young stall owner smiled and put the matter behind him. After all, how could a child's words be taken seriously?

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

His energy level was good in the morning, but he was not so good at noon. By the afternoon, Ma Hong was almost exhausted.

I'm not actually very tired physically, so is this a kind of mental fatigue?

On the way back, people in the same village were talking about all kinds of trivial matters. From time to time, they would joke about their chicken soup and ask when he married the girl from the Yao family.

Although he responded with a smile, Ma Hong was bored in his heart.

Not only am I bored with this topic, but I am also bored with my own life.

Picking mushrooms, making dry goods, selling them in the market, leaving early and returning late.

It's like this every day, every day, like a zombie.

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

In the morning she watched her leave, and in the afternoon she waited for her return at the entrance of the village.

If so, life might feel a little different.

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

After returning to the village, he was pushed by someone unknown, and Ma Hong came to the girl's side numbly.

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

Only one thing...

"Does the chicken soup taste good? Return the clay pot to me and I will make it for you in a few days."

The girl who easily took the pot with one hand and whose muscles on her arms were two rings thicker than her own said with a smile.

The Yao girls are really nice.

Her family has been in the blacksmithing business for generations, both men and women are no exception.

Alas, female blacksmiths and slimness have nothing to do with each other. After all, my fantasies are just fantasies.

"Hello there!"

An energetic voice sounded from behind his childhood sweetheart, and Ma Hong was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

"Why are you here?"

"Because I'm looking for Sister Yao to stew mushrooms." Tangtang replied matter-of-factly.

He had never thought that a little girl could be so powerful, and Ma Hong was speechless for a while.

"Then, then I'll go back first."

Maybe she should be advised to go home early, but the mental exhaustion made Ma Hong not want to meddle in other things. He waved his hand and walked towards his home.

"Well, I look so listless."

"Doing business will be very tiring, just take a night's rest."

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

Maybe, I have been really tired these past few days.

Go back and rest early, ah, I almost forgot that there are guests at home, and I have to prepare dinner by myself, it's really troublesome.

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

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

Wearing seamless clothes, there is a black spot between the eyebrows.

He is enthusiastic and has some magic skills.

This is all Ma Hong's impression of his guest. Ah, he almost forgot that this guest is also a Buddhist, and his level seems to be quite high.

Taking the wooden ladle from the man's hand, I was probably dazzled. Why was the well water inside so red?

Blinking hard, the water is just ordinary well water.

"Drink"

The urging sound sounded, and Ma Hong took the wooden ladle with a numb expression.

After drinking all the liquid inside, he suddenly emerged from his sleepwalking state.

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