Magician..." Mahata uttered the word in Vaisya language. You have to know that Mahata, who came from the Brahmin clan, also had a period of "chunibyo" (middle school syndrome) when he was a child. At that time, he was very obsessed with the legends of magicians recorded in the family... If his father hadn't watched him strictly, he would have wandered around, looking for a real master with great abilities.
However, as Mahata grew up and received higher elite education, he sneered at his childhood dreams. After being brainwashed by science, he became a staunch believer in scientism...
But today, Zhou Ye once again taught him a lesson—magicians are real, not some illusory fantasy... Of course, the magician mentioned here is not the magician of the West, but the respectful name in the Asan religion for those with great abilities.
Mahata struggled to pick up a smaller gold bar, muttering the word magician... After testing that these gold bars were real and not some kind of illusion, the obsession in his heart sprouted again.
You know, as the top Brahmin clan in the caste system, their family's collection of books is very rich... After all, they were once the small group of people who controlled the national sacrificial rites and enjoyed national offerings.
"Not a magician, but a mystic..." Zhou Ye had already learned all the Vaisya language, how could he not understand Mahata's muttering?
"You are really a magician..." Zhou Ye's Vaisya language made Mahata more certain of his idea. Vaisya language is a language used in ancient classics. This language cannot be learned by non-Brahmins, and even now, few Brahmins can fully learn Vaisya language...
"I said it's a mystic, not a magician..." Zhou Ye said speechlessly.
"It is an honor for our entire family that Nisa can gain your favor..." At this time, Mahata had completely changed his appearance. Although he believed in science, the education he received since childhood also made him a firm believer. Of course, now, he is a firm believer of Zhou Ye.
You know, in ancient legends, those magicians, of course, can also be called great powers, each of them possesses the ability to destroy the world... After all, it is a myth, so you can brag as much as you want... They are the messengers of Shiva walking in the world and the executors of Brahma's will... Their status is naturally higher than that of Brahmins.
Brahmins are just servants who serve the gods. A servant and a messenger, although the pronunciation is the same, the meaning is completely different... Everyone naturally knows who is high and who is low...
"Forget it, think what you want..." Zhou Ye was speechless. Facing this guy who was brainwashed by religion since he was a child, he could only admit defeat.
Mahata had already regarded Zhou Ye's speechlessness as acquiescence. This method of conjuring more than a ton of gold out of thin air... who else but the legendary great power can do it? Rely on those magicians? Stop it, the house is his house... the territory is his territory, he can be very sure that his family's ground has never been modified in any way...
Besides, try putting more than a ton of things on yourself? Not to mention suddenly conjuring it, it would be good if you can guarantee that you won't be crushed to death... All in all, Mahata is so sure that Zhou Ye is definitely the great power described in ancient books that can only be seen but not found.
At this time, Mahata no longer struggled with the issue of the dowry. Are you discussing your daughter's dowry with a great power? Are you stupid? Would people care about this little money in the mortal world?
So Mahata can only pray that Zhou Ye will not be too harsh on his daughter, considering that she is still beautiful and cute... He wouldn't even dare to stop Zhou Ye from beating his daughter in front of him... Of course, it's just a description, how could Zhou Ye be willing to beat his own woman? He's not those stupid Asans.
Chapter 565
Just as Mahata and Zhou Ye were discussing their daughter's dowry downstairs, the conversation between the mother and daughter upstairs continued.
"Baby, tell me, how did you meet this young man..." Mahata's wife stroked her daughter's hair and asked softly.
"Just... just met... met on the road..." Nisa buried her little head in her quilt. How could she say that she met Zhou Ye, this bad guy, on the way home, and then she was inexplicably heh-heh-heh-ed by him...
"How long... how long have you known each other?" Nisa's somewhat vague words made Mahata's wife think that her daughter had known Zhou Ye for a long time... After all, in her opinion, the time they have known each other must be not short for her well-behaved daughter to be so devoted.
"Not... not long..." Nisa's answer was even more vague... How dare she tell her mother that she had only known each other for less than five minutes before she was taken advantage of by that bad guy? Although she felt a little strange when she thought about it now, Nisa didn't feel a trace of regret...
"You... you have already given it to him...?" Mahata's wife took a deep breath and asked this sentence. Although she had already guessed in her heart, she still held a glimmer of hope that her daughter was really just injured...
"Yeah..." Nisa buried her head deeper...
Mahata's wife looked at her daughter's shy appearance, and the last glimmer of hope was shattered, but it was not too disappointing, after all, she didn't have much hope from the beginning. "Then do you know him? Do you know what kind of person he is? What does his family do? Are his parents still alive..."
This series of questions almost made Nisa dizzy. Speaking of which, she only knew that her man was called Zhou Ye and was a Chinese...
Although it was a bit strange for a Chinese with blond hair and golden eyes, she could only believe it since her man insisted so much... As for what Zhou Ye's family did and whether his parents were alive, she had no idea...
Looking at her daughter who was staying in place, Mahata's wife couldn't help but feel her heart clenching... She lifted the quilt covering her daughter's face and looked at her daughter's sluggish appearance, and suddenly felt sad. Her daughter was probably cheated, how could her daughter marry again in the future... Thinking of this, she couldn't help but cover her face and sob...
You know, there are still many conservative forces in Asan country now, and a woman's loss of virginity before marriage basically means that this girl will never find a good husband's family... How could this not make her, as a mother, sad?
"Mom... why are you crying..." Nisha, hearing her mother's sobs, couldn't pretend to be an ostrich any longer. She hugged her mother tightly, gently wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said, "Mom, don't worry, Ye won't abandon me..."
"Why?" Mahata's wife, hearing her daughter's confident words, temporarily stopped her grief and asked.
"Because... he asked me... if I would like to add his surname to my name..." Nisha said, a happy smile involuntarily spreading across her face, accentuated by the two dimples on her cheeks, making her look extremely adorable.
"Silly girl... don't you know that men always sweet-talk before they get what they want?" Mahata's wife didn't feel happy because of her daughter's words. In her opinion, it must be a trick Zhou Ye was using to deceive her daughter.
"No, I believe him... he will definitely not abandon me," Nisha said firmly. She believed that her man was definitely not the kind of bastard who would run away after taking advantage...
"Hmph... even so... how can you be so sure that your father will agree to this marriage?" Looking at her daughter's confident expression, Mahata's wife couldn't help but sigh, "You must know that although our family has declined somewhat, as a descendant of Brahmins, your father still cares a lot about social status... If that boy downstairs has nothing, your father will definitely not agree to you marrying him..."
Hearing her mother's words, Nisha became a little anxious... "Then what should I do? Mom, if I can't be with Ye, I would rather die..."
Hearing her daughter's resolute words, Mahata's wife hurriedly said, "Don't worry, baby, let's secretly see how the conversation between your father and that boy is going... If it falls apart, we'll think of something else... It's not time to despair yet."
"Okay..." Nisha nodded worriedly.
She endured her physical discomfort and stepped down from her large couch, following her mother on tiptoe towards the corner of the stairs...
When the mother and daughter peeked into the living room through the gap in the stairs... Mahata's wife was stunned by the scene before her...
She saw her husband, the head of the family, Mahata, chatting with Zhou Ye... Actually, to be honest, calling it a chat was a bit of an exaggeration for her husband, Mahata. He was practically listening to Zhou Ye's instructions in a servile manner...
And on the carpet between Zhou Ye and Mahata, there was a pile of gold bars...
"Ye—what exactly is going on?" Nisha, lacking her mother's ability to read faces, thought that her father was taking money to tell Zhou Ye to get lost...
If Mahata knew what his daughter was thinking, he would probably immediately tell his daughter with a wry smile, 'Baby, you think too highly of your dad. Your dad couldn't come up with so many gold bars even if he worked hard his whole life...'"
Don't underestimate this pile of gold bars. You have to know that gold has a high density. The volume of one ton of gold bars is only one-twentieth of a cubic meter... In other words, a pile of gold bars about the size of a computer case weighs almost a ton.
Zhou Ye, seeing Nisha rushing down from the stairs, hurriedly hugged the reckless little girl and whispered in her ear, "Why are you acting so crazy? Don't you know it hurts..."
"..." Hearing her man's concerned words, Nisha felt sweetness in her heart, but this was not the time to say these things. She couldn't care less. She jumped directly into Zhou Ye's arms, hugged Zhou Ye's neck, and turned to her father and said, "Dad, I'm already his... I will never leave Ye..."
"..." After saying these words, Nisha didn't see the angry expression she had imagined on her father's face. Instead, her father looked at her kindly, with a relieved expression... "Dad's baby has finally grown up... and can become someone else's wife..."
"This... what exactly is going on?" Nisha couldn't understand what was happening anymore. Why wasn't her old man angry? Why was her man looking at her with an amused expression...
"..." Zhou Ye gently patted Nisha's upturned bottom and raised his chin towards the pile of gold bars in front of him. "I was using these things as a bride price to persuade your father to marry you to me... but you ran down. Don't you trust my ability to handle things?"
"Ah... ...?" Nisha realized at this time that she had made a big mistake...
But at this moment, Nisha's mother's exclamation came from the stairs again...
"You scared my wife..." Mahata couldn't help but smile wryly when he heard his wife's exclamation... There is no such thing as a bride price in India... Of course, there are also cases where the man gives money to the woman, but it is extremely rare... Because this is a kind of difficulty... It means that you must return at least three times the dowry to ensure your daughter's status in the other family...
Think about it, Zhou Ye gave a ton of gold as a bride price, then Mahata, in order to ensure that his daughter would not be abused by Zhou Ye, he would have to prepare a dowry of at least three tons of gold for his daughter... He couldn't get so much money even if he sold himself...
Nisha, while explaining these things in her man's ear, was so happy that her two eyes became crescent moons. She couldn't help but be happy. She had studied the traditions of the Chinese... The bride price is their tradition, and the more bride price given, the more the man cares about the girl... She doesn't care about the money, she cares about her position in Zhou Ye's heart.
Chapter 566
Three days later — — — —
In Mahata's villa — — — —
"Baby, are you up? Hurry up... otherwise we'll miss the plane..." Mahata's wife whispered outside her daughter's room.
"Okay... Mom..., I... I know..." Nisha's voice carried a hint of panting that made her mother blush, accompanied by Nisha's reply, there was also a faint plea. "Darling... I really can't anymore, let me go..."
Mahata's wife didn't dare to listen anymore... She hurriedly walked down the stairs in three steps and two steps. At this time, all the furniture in the house had been covered with a layer of dust cloth... Because Mahata planned to return to his home country, so he had entrusted the villa here and everything in the villa to a real estate agency to handle.
Meanwhile, Mahata was sitting comfortably on the only sofa not covered with a dust cloth, leisurely reading the morning paper…
"Where's our daughter?" Hearing his wife's footsteps descending the stairs, Mahata shifted his gaze from the newspaper headlines to his wife.
"Our daughter is already up… but…" Mahata's wife's expression was somewhat embarrassed…
"Ha, it's alright, they're young…" Mahata saw through the situation at a glance, dismissing it casually: "Even if the flight is delayed, we can always rebook for the next one…"
Nisha's mother didn't understand why her husband was being so tolerant of this young man, no, 'tolerant' wasn't even the right word, it was more like deliberately trying to please him. That's right, deliberately trying to please him. You have to know, her husband, who came from the highest caste of Brahmins, was always full of arrogance and had never truly taken anyone seriously…
Having bottled up this question for three days, she finally couldn't help but ask the question in her heart. "Darling, just what is Zhou Ye's background…"
"Hmm—?" Mahata's expression immediately turned displeased upon hearing his wife's words. In his opinion, his wife wasn't even qualified to ask such questions… However, after thinking about it, to avoid his wife one day being ignorant and offending the mage, causing trouble, he still needed to say a few words. "You don't need to know his true identity. You just need to know… that our daughter being able to marry him is already considered a great honor…"
"Shiva, oh Shiva…" Nisha's mother couldn't help but cover her mouth in shock upon hearing her husband's words. You have to know, although she came from the Kshatriya caste, her husband came from the Brahmin caste… Therefore, their daughter was also a Brahmin, after all, among the higher castes, this was called 'anuloma marriage,' which wouldn't lower the caste of the offspring…
And for her Brahmin daughter to be described by her husband as 'a great honor'… Just what was Zhou Ye's background? Mahata's wife didn't know what to say… Although she was also a woman who had received an elite education, she deeply believed in Mahata's words. After all, in her eyes, her husband was already a very outstanding figure.
"Close your mouth… I don't want to hear any rumors." Mahata glared at his wife displeased. "Don't neglect him…"
Just as Mahata was about to give his wife a few more instructions… their daughter's voice came over. "Dad… you guys are up so early…"
Mahata hurriedly cut off his words, stood up, and watched Zhou Ye walk down the stairs with his arm around his daughter. "Honey, why didn't you sleep a little longer? We're not in a hurry…"
"It's okay, we can continue sleeping on the plane…" Zhou Ye said, giving Mahata a meaningful look. With his hearing, even though he had slightly closed off his five senses, he still heard some of Mahata's words. He had to say… having such a father-in-law was really not bad.
"Yeah, Dad, let's hurry up and go…" Nisha, completely oblivious to the look in her man's eyes, said to her father with a smile.
"Since that's the case, let's set off then…" Mahata naturally wouldn't overlook Zhou Ye's expression, which he had been paying attention to all along. Seeing Zhou Ye's gaze, he became even more certain of his thoughts… Zhou Ye was a great being, a mage who had appeared in the ancient texts.
The family, divided into two cars, headed towards Atlanta Airport. Mahata and his wife rode in the car driven by their driver, while Zhou Ye sat in Nisha's car…
"Darling… why do we have to go back…" Nisha asked her man as she drove.
You have to know, she didn't want to return to that backward country at all. What she wanted now was to leave her parents and live her happy life with her man in this country…
"Because, I'm very interested in my Nisha's childhood life…" Zhou Ye naturally wouldn't say it was for those Indian girls. Some things can only be done, not said… Some things can only be said, not done. He still knew the difference.
"You're such a tease, always coax ing me…" Hearing Zhou Ye's words, Nisha smiled, revealing her two small dimples… She felt that it was so good to have met Zhou Ye, it was so good to not have to listen to her parents' arranged marriage, it was so good that her man could persuade her parents…
However, as time passed, Nisha's small face furrowed again. "I can't bear to part with my baby…"
Nisha was a little reluctant to part with her car. You have to know, this muscle car was the birthday gift she received when she was sixteen… She had always cherished it like a treasure.
"Actually, I've prepared a small gift for you…" Zhou Ye smiled. He had actually seen Nisha's reluctance to part with this car a long time ago, otherwise, Nisha wouldn't have personally given her beloved car one last bath yesterday when the agency came to inspect the villa and the car.
Hearing that her man had prepared a small gift for her, Nisha temporarily put aside her reluctance to part with her car and asked curiously, "Darling, what gift have you prepared for me?"
"You'll know when we get to New Delhi…" Zhou Ye smiled mysteriously… Mahata refused to accept those gold bars that night no matter what, so Zhou Ye could only entrust him to exchange those gold bars into US dollars… Now, Zhou Ye could also be considered a wealthy man…
As for gold? Zhou Ye didn't care at all… You have to know, in the universe, gold really wasn't a precious metal… Some planets had enough reserves of that stuff to crash the entire Earth's gold market into nothingness… In Zhou Ye's eyes, this gold wasn't even as valuable as steel.
"Tell me… darling." Nisha shook Zhou Ye's body playfully…
However, Zhou Ye fully displayed his rogue nature, eating the sugar-coating and not catching the bullets… No matter how Nisha behave in a spoiled manner, he just wouldn't say.
This made Nisha couldn't help but puff up her small face… However, Zhou Ye still remained calm and composed, not saying a word… He knew that this girl would come over again soon… Surprise, what's the surprise if you say it? How can there be any joy?
As expected, Zhou Ye wasn't surprised, Nisha didn't sulk for long before she snuggled up to him again… How could she bear to ignore him, or rather… How could she leave Zhou Ye?
No matter how far the journey, there was always a moment of arrival… In the end, Nisha and her group finally arrived at Atlanta Airport. After Nisha took one last reluctant look at her beloved car, she took her man's arm and followed her parents onto the plane bound for Delhi Airport…
You have to know, there are no direct flights from Atlanta to Delhi Airport, they still have to transfer at London Airport…
As the plane flew higher and higher, Nisha, sitting in first class, felt increasingly reluctant to leave. She stood up from her seat and ran to Zhou Ye's side, unceremoniously squeezing into her man's seat. "Honey... comfort me, I'm so sad..."
"..." Zhou Ye silently hugged Nisha, thankfully the first-class seats on this plane were quite spacious and semi-partitioned... otherwise, the flight attendant would have come to remind them.
But, no matter what, having a girl in his arms was better than sitting alone... Feeling Nisha's soft body, Zhou Ye's mischievous thoughts arose again... He smiled and whispered in Nisha's ear, "I have a way to make you not sad, want to try it?"
Nisha hugged Zhou Ye's waist tightly. Seeing the mischievous smile on her man's face, she was basically sure that his method was definitely not proper, but curiosity still drove her to ask, "What's the method...?"
"You come with me..." Zhou Ye didn't answer, but stood up directly from his seat, pulled Nisha up, and walked towards the first-class restroom... Before Nisha could react, she found herself being pushed in by Zhou Ye... As the door was locked... Nisha's face turned completely red. She wasn't stupid... How could she not guess what Zhou Ye's method was at this point?
But, since Zhou Ye had tricked the little lamb in, how could he allow her to run away? Not long after... faint sounds came from the restroom... A rapid journey, Zhou Ye was experiencing this feeling.
Chapter 567
Due to someone's mischief, Nisha spent the latter part of the trip completely asleep... As for the reluctance to leave her second hometown? She had long forgotten about it... Dealing with her man had already exhausted all her energy, how could she have time to think wildly?
With a violent jolt of the fuselage, the international flight landed at Delhi Airport... Nisha, who was asleep, had already been woken up by the flight attendant before the plane was about to land... However, she was still nestled in her man's arms, reluctant to leave.
Men and women in love are actually the same, unwilling to separate from their other half, Zhou Ye called it the 'glue stage'... Nisha was currently in the 'glue stage'...
"Are we there? Honey..." Nisha hugged Zhou Ye tightly and asked softly. To be honest, she only had vague memories of India from her childhood... Knowing that this was her motherland, knowing that she had grown up here when she was little... But now, really having to live here in the future, she felt a sense of apprehension.
"Yes, we're here..." Zhou Ye smiled and patted Nisha's back, "Alright, we need to prepare to get off the plane..."
"Mmm—!" Nisha nodded, but her hands remained motionless, still unwilling to let go of her man.
"Baby... I can't get the luggage if you're like this." Zhou Ye sighed. Although he had already put the large items into his bracelet, he still brought a small suitcase to disguise it...
"It's okay... Honey, you can definitely hold me and get the luggage, I believe you can do it." Nisha didn't believe that her man would be stumped by her little obstacle. You know, when they were doing *that*... her man held her as easily as holding a doll, allowing her to learn many positions...
Zhou Ye rolled his eyes, this girl... But forget it, this was really nothing to him... Facing his woman's coquettishness, he could only hold Nisha with one hand, then stand up directly and pick up the suitcase next to the seat.
The flight attendants watched this action with admiration in their eyes... An exceptionally handsome face, refined demeanor, luxurious clothes, and now powerful arms... He was simply the best choice for a golden turtle, if Nisha hadn't been constantly watching Zhou Ye, they would have rushed over madly.
Nisha glanced at those flight attendants triumphantly, this kind of invisible sense of superiority was really fascinating to her... Fortunately, she didn't know what it meant to 'show off her boyfriend', otherwise, she would probably pester her man to take some lovey-dovey photos and upload them to social networks every day.
Zhou Ye, who had been shown off in various ways by his women in the past, was already immune to this situation. No matter what world, the mentality of comparing oneself to others would not disappear among women, only more or less...
Soon, Zhou Ye, pulling the suitcase with one hand and holding Nisha, who was clinging to him like a koala, reunited with the Mahata couple and walked towards the cabin door...
Although Nisha, at 1.65 meters, was already not short, she still looked petite and cute standing next to Zhou Ye, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, so her koala-like actions didn't make people feel disgusted, but rather elicited a few kind laughs.
Seeing his daughter's actions, Mahata actually wanted to scold her, but when he saw that there was no dissatisfied expression on Zhou Ye's face, he swallowed the scolding back into his stomach. After all, the more Zhou Ye doted on his daughter, the happier he was.
However, Nisha was not the kind of girl who was spoiled and arrogant, she still knew what was important. Besides, she also felt a little embarrassed when there were too many people, so she obediently jumped down from her man's body, but even so, she still leaned tightly into Zhou Ye's arms, not wanting to separate for a moment.
After the group passed through the VIP channel specially set up for people of high castes, Nisha found that her man didn't take her towards the outside of the airport, but directly took a turn and walked towards the underground parking lot...
And her parents didn't seem surprised at all?
"Honey... are we going the wrong way?" Nisha thought that her man was lost because he didn't recognize the Hindi signs, of course, she completely ignored the fact that the signs had English translations.
"Not wrong..." Zhou Ye smiled slightly and said, "We are going to get your surprise now..."
"Ah..." Nisha couldn't help but cover her little mouth when she heard her man's words. She was already looking forward to the surprise Zhou Ye was going to give her...
After Nisha followed Zhou Ye with anticipation and turned a few corners, they arrived at a parking lot. In this parking lot, something covered by black cloth was parked in a parking space...
Nisha recognized it at a glance—it was a car, and her favorite SUV at that… She couldn't help but excitedly hug Zhou Ye's arm, shaking it vigorously, "Is… is that the surprise for me?"
"Go uncover it and see… if you like it…" Zhou Ye said with a smile, patting Nisha's Hips.
"Mmm… I love you to death, darling." Nisha happily hugged Zhou Ye's neck, kissed him hard twice, and then ran towards the SUV covered in black cloth. After frantically untying all the black cloth tied to the car, she was stunned by the SUV in front of her… It was a black, military-edition Hummer SUV that had been modified…
She was so excited that she didn't know what to say… She had only mentioned how much she loved this car two days ago while chatting with Zhou Ye… You should know that the military version is not easy to buy, especially a modified military version… Its value is definitely not cheap. In Nisha's opinion, although her father doted on her, he would definitely not spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy her this car…
But, unexpectedly, just a small complaint about her father's stinginess in front of her man resulted in such a surprise. She didn't know what to say anymore…
"Darling…" Nisha directly abandoned the monster Hummer and ran straight to her man. She jumped into his arms, held Zhou Ye's cheeks tightly with both hands, and showered him with kisses like raindrops.
Nisha didn't care much about the price; what made her happy was her man's thoughtfulness… Gifts have a price, but thoughtfulness is priceless… She truly felt her man's love for her…
Five minutes later, the two hadn't separated… Finally, Nisha's mother, who was standing behind them, couldn't bear it anymore and coughed lightly twice.
These two light coughs also woke Nisha up, and she buried her small face shyly into her man's chest.
"Don't you want to try your new gift?" Zhou Ye said with a smile, taking out a key and putting it into Nisha's hand…
"Mmm…" Nisha nodded happily, picked up the Hummer key, and ran over… She opened the car door, sat in directly… skillfully ignited, started, shifted gears, accelerated…
Zhou Ye smiled as he watched his woman playing with her new toy… Just a Hummer, just a few hundred thousand dollars… Of course, in fact, Zhou Ye paid more than just a few hundred thousand… He had asked people to work overtime to modify it and air freight it here… Calculating it, the cost was close to a million dollars… But for him, money? It's just a set of numbers…
At this time, Nisha had completed the test drive of her new car, and she was pleasantly surprised to find that the new car was much better than she had imagined… There was no way, she just liked SUVs and didn't like those sports cars…
After completing the test, Nisha stepped on the gas pedal, and with a handsome drift, parked the car in front of her man, "Dad, Mom, darling, come on up, I'll take you for a spin…"
"Hehe… I won't go, baby. You take Zhou Ye for a spin. Your mother and I have to visit some friends first… We'll see you at the Delhi Grand Hotel later…" Maharaja knew what his daughter was like when she was racing, and he didn't want to ride in his daughter's car… Especially now that his daughter had someone to rely on, he really couldn't say anything, couldn't hit her, couldn't scold her… He wasn't looking for trouble.
"Okay, then I'll see you later." Zhou Ye didn't care about Nisha racing. He was only worried about Nisha's safety. Was racing faster than supersonic speed? Faster than the speed of light? It could be said that a speed of 500 kilometers per hour was no different from a turtle crawling to him…
After saying hello to Maharaja and his wife, Zhou Ye directly threw the suitcase in his hand into the back seat, and then jumped into the car…
Nisha didn't feel anything about her parents not riding in her car. For her, she only cared about her man, Zhou Ye's feelings… Girls always look outward. Seeing Zhou Ye sitting down, she stepped on the gas pedal, and the black modified Hummer roared like a monster and sped out of the parking lot…
"Darling, our daughter like this…" After all, she was a mother, and Maharaja's wife was still very worried about her daughter's safety.
"Don't worry, with Zhou Ye by her side, she won't have any problems…" Maharaja said, he didn't believe that a powerful being couldn't handle a small car accident… Of course, if she hit someone, he wouldn't care even more. As a Brahmin, his family still had some influence in Delhi.
Chapter 568
Maharaja, who said he was visiting friends, actually brought his wife to a temple in Delhi, where he wanted to pray for his daughter and Zhou Ye's marriage… Actually, to put it bluntly, it was because Zhou Ye didn't have an identity certificate in this world, and his appearance was obviously not Indian, so Maharaja wanted to obtain an identity for Zhou Ye…
In fact, Maharaja was very confident about obtaining an identity, because one of his uncles was a member of the Elders Council. As long as he obtained the approval of the Elders Council, all problems would no longer be problems…
However, Maharaja, who came to the elder's quiet room in the temple, found that he seemed to have thought the problem too simply.
"Maharaja Sukala, are you asking Shiva for forgiveness for your daughter marrying a foreigner?" A fat old man sat in the main seat, his face expressionless, but his words were full of dissatisfaction.
"…" Maharaja felt caught off guard by the question. This guy was clearly only the Third Elder, so why was he sitting in the main seat? He couldn't help but look at his uncle sitting next to the fat old man, but seeing the unchanging expression on his uncle's face, he knew that his uncle was probably powerless…
"Yes… Elder." Maharaja, without his uncle's support, could only put his hands together and answer respectfully. He knew this guy, and the grudges between this guy and his family could be traced back to the previous generation… He just didn't expect this guy to have risen to this position now, which was truly unexpected to Maharaja…
"Tomorrow, bring him to worship Shiva… The great god will make a proper judgment…" Although the fat old man's words didn't contain any disagreement, Maharaja knew that this old guy was going to play tricks…
If it was a normal approval, he should have said, let Zhou Ye come here for a bath tomorrow, but now he said to let Shiva judge, which was a solid plan to not approve… It was too outrageous.
In this situation, Ma Hata didn't have any good solutions either. Although he was born into the Brahmin caste, he didn't have the right to speak here... Helpless, he could only turn to his uncle for help, but his uncle just shook his head subtly at him.
Ma Hata understood his uncle's meaning: don't clash with this guy for the time being. So, he could only helplessly say, "Ma Hata understands..."
When the fat elder heard Ma Hata's words, a hint of smugness appeared on his face. For a hundred years, his family had been suppressed by Ma Hata's family. Through his own efforts in recent years, he could finally suppress Ma Hata's family.
Tapa Ziang, feeling like he had done something satisfying, suppressed his smugness and walked out of the quiet room with steady steps... The other elders also dispersed one by one... In fact, they were just having a gathering, and Ma Hata just happened to run into it...
Ma Hata waited until there was no one else in the quiet room before approaching his uncle, saying with some dissatisfaction, "Uncle, this Tapa Ziang is becoming more and more excessive... Why don't you think of a way to restrain him? You are the First Elder..."
"Little Ma Hata... I can't help it either," Ma Hata's uncle said with a wry smile. "This Tapa Ziang is too smart. He has actually learned the packaging techniques of the Western world. Now, his prestige among the believers is equal to that of a living god... We can't move him at all..."
"Living god? Tch..." Ma Hata didn't take it seriously at all. If anyone could be called a living god, he would only acknowledge his son-in-law... "Didn't you notice his unusual behavior in advance, Uncle? Did you just let him make things difficult for your lovely granddaughter?"
"..." Hearing his nephew's questioning, Ma Hata's uncle said helplessly, "No one took this guy seriously before. Who knew his ability to bewitch people would be so strong... By the time we realized something was wrong, we couldn't suppress him anymore... Now he has tens of millions of believers nationwide, and we can only hope he doesn't go too far..."
Hearing his uncle's words, Ma Hata felt a pang of sadness. He hadn't returned to the country for a long time, and he didn't expect his family to have declined to this point. Having received higher elite education, he would never entrust his safety to the mercy of others.
However, since this Tapa Ziang dared to make things difficult for his son-in-law, he didn't mind telling his son-in-law everything that happened here... Thinking of this, the expression on Ma Hata's face returned to calm, and even a hint of smugness appeared in his calmness. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch into a smile. Ma Hata was already looking forward to what kind of lesson his son-in-law would teach this arrogant guy.
Seeing the smile on his nephew's face, Ma Hata's uncle asked with some curiosity, "Little Ma Hata, why are you so happy?"
No one would be happy about being made things difficult for, and Ma Hata's strangeness obviously aroused his uncle's curiosity.
Faced with his uncle's question, Ma Hata hesitated for a long time, weighed the pros and cons for a long time, before opening his mouth and saying, "Actually, Uncle... my son-in-law is not an ordinary person... I think Tapa Ziang is going to be in big trouble this time."
"Oh? Could it be that the husband our little foreign doll found is a descendant of a Western aristocratic family? That would be great..." Ma Hata's uncle's eyebrows lit up with joy upon hearing this news. You must know that that would be a strong ally for their family...
"No..." Ma Hata denied his uncle's guess.
"Then what is his identity?" Ma Hata's uncle couldn't figure out what his nephew was up to.
"He is a true god walking on the earth, an envoy of the great god Shiva..." Ma Hata said firmly, "He is the legendary great power, the mage recorded in ancient books."
"Are you kidding me?" Although Ma Hata's uncle didn't say these words, the expression on his face completely meant that.
"I don't need to lie to deceive you, Uncle," Ma Hata said with a serious face.
"This... this... could it be true?" Ma Hata's uncle looked at the expression on his nephew's face and asked with some skepticism.
He knew his nephew too well. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was an atheist, but now, this atheist had actually become a devout believer, which was a bit too shocking...
Faced with his uncle's question, Ma Hata nodded firmly.
"Can... can you arrange for me to meet him?" Ma Hata's uncle ultimately wanted to use his own eyes to verify the truth. You must know that this matter was of great importance. If what his nephew said was true, then his family would truly rise again... Embracing the thigh of a living god, if their family still couldn't rise, then it could only be said that the people of their family were all trash and there was no need to support them.
Chapter 569
After Nisa took Zhou Ye out for a crazy round of fun, she drove the car back to the Delhi
Grand Hotel...
As a result, as soon as Nisa walked into the hotel lobby nestled in Zhou Ye's arms, she saw her father waiting there early.
"Hi, Dad... Didn't you and Mom go to visit friends? Why are you back so early?" Nisa greeted her father in Zhou Ye's arms. She didn't want to leave her man for a moment.
"Baby, did you have fun?" Ma Hata asked with a smile.
"I had a lot of fun, and Ye also likes this place very much..." Nisa didn't really care about what place it was, she only cared about whether it was spent with her man.
Faced with Nisa's words, Zhou Ye just rolled his eyes speechlessly. This city, which claims to be the most modern in India... Zhou Ye really didn't like it, but some of the scenes on the road really opened Zhou Ye's eyes, such as women with a lot of things on their heads, such as... two-wheeled motorcycles that can seat six people... That's right, you read that right, the things on the woman's head were almost more than one meter high, and Zhou Ye was worried about her cervical spine, whether she would break her cervical spine while walking...
And the two-wheeled motorcycle that can seat six people made Zhou Ye exclaim even more... A long steel pipe was welded to the back seat of the motorcycle, just like a porter's carrying pole, lying across the back seat, with three swing-like hanging chairs hanging on each side... This is indeed a nation with hacks.
Just as Zhou Ye was mentally complaining about this cheating nation, he noticed that Nissa's father was looking at him with a strange expression, a bit hesitant…
"Is something the matter?"
"Well…" Mahata looked at his daughter… and hardened his heart. Forget it, he should tell them. His daughter really had the right to know.
"Actually… I went to the temple today… for your marriage…"
"Hmm? Did you run into some trouble?" Zhou Ye asked, knowing that Mahata wouldn't have that expression if everything had gone smoothly.
Hearing her man's question, Nissa forgot her shyness at hearing her father talk about her marriage. She looked at her father with a worried expression… afraid to hear bad news from her father's mouth.
"This isn't the place to talk…" Mahata looked at the people constantly entering and leaving the hotel, and said, "Let's talk inside the room."
"Okay, let's go." Zhou Ye nodded noncommittally and followed Mahata towards their reserved room… while Nissa, with a worried face, tightly clutched her man's hand. She really felt worried, knowing that in India, there was a tradition of honor killings.
What is an honor killing? It means that relatives in the family feel that a woman has tarnished the family's honor, and they will kill the woman. Generally, it's about loss of chastity or adultery, but there have also been cases of high-caste women falling in love with low-caste men or even untouchables and being subjected to honor killings.
The police in the country will not interfere with women who die from honor killings… they will even help cover it up…
Although he didn't know about this tradition in India, Zhou Ye sensed his woman's worry. He gently patted Nissa's back and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, I'm here. Nothing will happen."
"Mm…" Zhou Ye's words made Nissa feel a little more at ease.
The group quickly arrived at the door of a suite on the third floor. After Mahata knocked on the door, it was opened by his wife…
The three entered the suite's living room. Zhou Ye unhesitatingly put his arm around Nissa and sat down on the sofa. "Now you can talk…"
"…" Mahata hesitated for a moment, deciding to tell Zhou Ye everything that had happened today. He dared not hide anything from Zhou Ye. After all, in the ancient scriptures, great beings are Shiva's messengers walking in the human world, and can be said to be omnipotent. "Today… I went to the temple, wanting to seek the approval of the Elders Council for Nissa's union with you…"
Zhou Ye comforted Nissa, who was becoming increasingly uneasy as her father spoke, while listening to Mahata's words.
Even after Mahata had told him everything that had happened in the temple, Zhou Ye's face remained expressionless.
Mahata's mood was uneasy and apprehensive. He didn't know what Zhou Ye was thinking. He didn't know if telling his uncle about him would cause dissatisfaction…
Seeing the increasing amount of cold sweat on Mahata's face, Nissa felt a little unbearable. No matter what, this was her father. She hugged Zhou Ye's arm and coquettishly said, "Darling, please don't be angry, okay? Dad did it for me…"
"I'm not angry with your father." Zhou Ye patted Nissa's back with a smile, and said, "I'm just a little annoyed with that guy named Tapazi…"
Zhou Ye was telling the truth. He wasn't angry with Mahata, but he really felt annoyed with that Tapazi… A small-time swindler dared to interfere with his affairs? Does he want to die?
Hearing Zhou Ye's words, Mahata's heart, which had been raised so high, finally slowly lowered. Taking advantage of Zhou Ye's good mood, he cautiously asked, "My uncle requested to see you…?"
"Let him come…" Zhou Ye nodded indifferently. He had originally planned to play solo in this world, but he found that there were troublemakers everywhere… Then he wouldn't mind taking in some subordinates. Besides, they weren't outsiders, they were all forces from his woman's family. What couldn't be borrowed?
Hearing Zhou Ye agree to his uncle's request, Mahata was overjoyed. He quickly stood up and ran towards the door, saying as he ran, "I'll bring him to see you now."
Zhou Ye watched Mahata with a wry smile. He really didn't expect that this guy, who was already so old, could still run so fast.
Before long, Mahata brought his uncle to the suite. His uncle had been waiting in a room nearby for a long time…
Seeing Mahata leading his uncle in, his wife hurriedly bowed respectfully to Mahata's uncle, and then, with her somewhat unwilling daughter, hid inside the suite. In India, women are not qualified to stand by and listen when men are discussing matters.
Zhou Ye sat on the sofa, watching Mahata support an old fellow of about seventy years old as he came before him. He smiled, "You are conflicted. You are looking forward to your nephew telling the truth, but you are also afraid that your nephew is telling the truth… After all, why would a true god walking in the human world favor your family for no reason? You are afraid that the effort and the reward are not proportional… Am I right?"
Mahata was a little confused as to why Zhou Ye would suddenly say such seemingly irrelevant words. However, his uncle did not have the slightest confusion. He felt that at this moment, this handsome young man sitting on the sofa seemed to see all his thoughts clearly.
He had never said these inner thoughts to anyone, not even his nephew knew. The excitement of suddenly having all his thoughts revealed, as well as the awe of divine power, and the education he had received since childhood, made him involuntarily kneel down and piously kiss the ground at Zhou Ye's feet. "Oh God… Your servant, Galawa Sukala, offers you humble greetings, may your glory forever shine on the Sukala family."
The ground is an extremely filthy existence in the eyes of Indians, and kissing the ground at the other party's feet represents unconditional surrender. Generally speaking, no one would perform such a grand ceremony to a stranger, except for servants facing their masters…
And Mahata's uncle, Galawa, performing such a grand ceremony to Zhou Ye, shows that he has completely recognized Zhou Ye's identity as a god in the world. Otherwise, with his caste, he would not have to perform such a grand ceremony even when seeing the most noble person.
"Not bad, I am very satisfied with your loyalty…" Zhou Ye smiled. He had already collected a lot of information about India before coming, of course, some by reading books and searching, and some by asking Mahata and his daughter. He naturally knew the meaning of this etiquette.
In fact, after learning about Mahata's view of him, Zhou Ye had a small plan, which Zhou Ye called the God-Making Plan, or in plain terms, the Conman Plan... Now, it's time to launch this plan.
"Your loyalty makes me feel very satisfied... Now, I grant you ten years of life, and I hope you can continue to work hard and do things for me." Zhou Ye said, gently stroking Gawala's head... reversing the time of his body by ten years.
Gawala was pleasantly surprised to find that his originally aging body actually felt strength again, and his legs, which originally needed the support of his nephew to move, could actually stand up again with his own strength...
"God, you are so merciful... Your light shines on the entire earth..." Gawala, who was originally a believer, has become a fanatical believer of Zhou Ye... Time, life... This is a field that only God can set foot in. He has no doubt that Zhou Ye is a god in this world, or rather, he is more devout towards Zhou Ye than his nephew, after all, he originally believed in the existence of God.
Although Mahata was mentally prepared for Zhou Ye's omnipotence, he was still stunned by the scene in front of him. He saw Zhou Ye just casually touching the top of his uncle's head, and his uncle seemed to be going back in time, and the whole person was ten years younger. If this isn't a miracle, what is it?
Zhou Ye ignored the dull look of his cheap father-in-law, and said directly: "I... I am very angry that some people actually intend to use me as a tool to attack the Sukala family..."
"Oh great messenger of Shiva walking in the world, the blasphemer Tapaaz will surely be torn to pieces. Please calm your monstrous anger, leave these small matters to me, I guarantee that I will offer the head of the blasphemer Tapaaz as a gift to you." Gawala vowed.
"No no... Gawala." Zhou Ye smiled, "The Shiva Lord God has forgotten this world for too long, and has not shown his divine power for too long... so that some blasphemers dare to use his name to come out and swindle. Wouldn't it be too cheap for him to kill him so easily?"
"Then what do you mean, God?" Gawala asked hesitantly.
"Tomorrow, gather all the most devout believers in the New Delhi area. I want to expose the true face of his blasphemy in front of all the believers." Zhou Ye said with a smile. What is the most popular thing in A San Kingdom? Millionaire? Politician? No, it's God... In this country where religious forces occupy most of the country, of course, being a God is the most popular...
"Yes..." Gawala once again buried his head deeply at Zhou Ye's feet. He knew that Tapaaz, who had been rampant for more than ten years, was going to be in big trouble.
Chapter 570
Sahani is a devout A San Jiao believer, and like everyone else, he believes in the Shiva God. Of course, if he really belongs to a certain elder, he believes in Elder Tapaaz more, after all, in his opinion, perhaps Elder Tapaaz is really like he claims to be, the true God walking in the world, the messenger of the Shiva God.
As a business owner with some assets, Sahani's daily work is not busy, but he strictly follows the instructions of Elder Tapaaz, such as... when eating, he will take out a statue of God that Elder Tapaaz gave him and pray before meals to the statue of God. Before going to bed, he will take out another statue of God that Elder Tapaaz gave him to pray, and even when speculating in stocks, he will take out a statue of God to pray.
Of course, this is not a statue of God, but more than a dozen statues of God... Each statue of God has a different function and a different applicable range. For example, when exercising, he will take out a statue of Hanuman... When watching stocks, he uses Lakshmi...
In short, this is a recognized one of the most devout believers...
And today, Sahani, who was originally waiting to get off work in his company's office, suddenly received a call from Elder Tapaaz's secretary in charge of liaison matters... telling him that Elder Tapaaz will hold an important Puja tomorrow, and he must go to the temple.
Puja, English puja, or pooja, is a common ritual in Hinduism to worship deities. The Puja ritual must be performed by a priest. Sometimes, this kind of Dharma assembly is also held specifically for important religious leaders, clergy, and particularly important dignitaries.
Of course, Sahani agreed readily, but when he thought of his eldest daughter, who always sneered at his belief in Elder Tapaaz, he couldn't help but ask cautiously: "Then can I take my daughter with me?"
"Of course you can..." Tapaaz's secretary naturally agreed readily... He knew that from tomorrow onwards, he would no longer have to be a spy lurking beside Tapaaz... And in the world,
There will be no more Tapaaz.
"That's great, thank you so much, Mr. Pani." Sahani was overjoyed. He had already decided to take his daughter to receive Elder Tapaaz's teachings. He believed that Elder Tapaaz would definitely reverse his daughter's views.
After hanging up the phone, Sahani didn't care that he still had an hour to get off work, and went straight downstairs, while telling his secretary that he had important things to do tomorrow and would not come to the company.
Faced with such a suddenly running away boss, his secretary had long been accustomed to it. Every time Elder Tapaaz had an important Dharma assembly, his boss would always be like this, and he was not surprised...
Sahani walked downstairs, directly got into his special car that had been waiting there, and ordered: "Go to Delhi Women's High School."
"Yes, sir." The driver agreed and started the car steadily. He didn't need to ask to know that his master was going to pick up the young lady...
Although New Delhi's traffic is a bit criticized, in the wealthy area, the traffic conditions here are still very good... At least, the driver can send his master here before his eldest lady is dismissed from school.
"Wait for me here..." Sahani told his driver and walked directly towards the school. After negotiating with the gatekeeper, he was allowed to enter the school...
After all, this is a girls' middle school, and all men need to go through very cumbersome procedures to enter here...
In the classroom, Jia Ge · Jia Lai Ni was boredly lying on the desk, listening to the female teacher's speech on the podium...
To be honest, Jagge Jialaini had absolutely no interest in history... In her opinion, it was precisely because this country had a glorious history that these guys were still immersed in the past glory and unable to extricate themselves, without any ambition...
Just as she was feeling drowsy, she was awakened by a voice from behind her.
"Jagge... Your father is outside."
Jagge Jialaini said reflexively: "Call me Jiagu, don't call me Jagge..."
Because the name her father gave her was too tongue-twisting, she was often ridiculed by her classmates when she was a child, so she gave herself a short name, Jiagu...
Perhaps because Jiagu's voice was a little loud, even the teacher on the podium heard it.
"Jiagu, is there anything wrong?" The history teacher pushed up his glasses and asked.
"Ah... it's nothing..." Just as Jiagu was feeling a little embarrassed, her friend's whisper came from behind her again. "Jiagu, your father is outside the classroom..."
"Ah... my father is outside, maybe he has something to ask me, so I want to ask for leave to take a look..." After her friend's reminder, Jiagu finally noticed her father standing by the classroom window, winking at her.
At this time, the teacher also noticed Mr. Sahani standing outside the window. She nodded and said, "Then you can go out..."
After all, if a student's parent came to the school, there must be something important and urgent, and there was no need for her to stop it.
"Thank you, teacher..." Jiagu happily thanked her teacher and rushed out of the classroom...
"Dad, why are you here?" Jiagu asked as soon as she saw her father.
You know, this is a boarding school, and there is only one holiday a week... Today is only Wednesday, and it is still early before the holiday.
"Don't mention it, come home with me quickly..." Sahani said, pulling his daughter towards the outside of the school.
"But, I haven't asked for leave yet." Although Jiagu was very happy to be able to get rid of the history teacher's hypnosis, her father's sudden performance made her confused.
"I have already asked the school for leave for you..." Sahani said, dragging his daughter away, "You don't have to go to class tomorrow either..."
"Why?" Jiagu is not a school scumbag, she is a school bully. "What are we going to do? Dad."
"Tomorrow... Mr. Tapazi will hold an important Puja ceremony. As the most devout believer, I have been invited, so I decided to take you to listen to Mr. Tapazi's teachings tomorrow." Sahani said without turning his head.
"I knew it..." Jiagu rolled her eyes speechlessly...
However, whether she is willing or not, she is powerless to disobey what her father has decided... At least not now, after all, she, who has just entered high school, still needs to rely on her family...
To be honest, Jiagu didn't have the slightest affection for that chubby bald man. In her opinion, that guy was completely a swindler... But, she didn't dare to say that to her father...
After all, her father is his admirer...
Jiagu, who was unwilling, was taken out of the school by her father, and then took her father's special car... home... She knew that her father brought her back today, definitely to take a bath and change clothes... devout believers are like this.
Chapter 571
The next day — — — —
Jiagu was sleeping soundly... when she heard a bang, bang knocking on the door, no, perhaps it would be more appropriate to say it was slamming the door.
Even if Jiagu was sleeping soundly, she couldn't sleep in the face of such a loud noise... "I know, I know..."
Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she sat up helplessly... Jiagu knew that she couldn't escape today's smelly and long Puja ceremony no matter what...
Unwillingly sat up and put on her clothes... When Jiagu finished washing and walked out of the room, her father Sahani was already wearing traditional clothes sitting at the dining table eating breakfast...
"Dad, good morning!" Jiagu said good morning to her father, then sat at the dining table, ready to eat... but her father slapped her hand away when she went to get the naan. "Pray, Jiagu... you haven't prayed yet."
"Okay... okay, I know..." Jiagu helplessly put her hands together without sincerity, stared at her big eyes, and recited the prayer...
Faced with his daughter's prayer movements that were not pious at all, Sahani was also helpless... Parents always want their children to inherit everything from them, such as property, such as life experience, and such as faith...
This time, taking his eldest daughter to participate in Mr. Tapazi's Puja ceremony was Sahani's nth effort... In any case, as long as he doesn't turn his daughter's faith around one day, he won't give up.
By the time Sahani's second daughter came downstairs, the father and daughter had almost finished breakfast... Sahani directly took his eldest daughter out the door, as for the second daughter? Sahani felt that his second daughter's faith was very devout and no longer needed to be corrected... The only one who needed to be corrected was his somewhat rebellious eldest daughter.
Jiagu helplessly followed behind her father and got into her father's special car... In any case, she knew she couldn't escape... Alas, try to take a nap without being conspicuous...
Jiagu had already made up her mind that when she arrived at the venue, she would secretly take a nap... Let her listen to that fat bald man's nonsense? What a joke...
...After an hour's drive... the car carrying Jiagu and her father came to the gate of a magnificent temple. This is the largest Asan religion temple in New Delhi, and also the largest temple in the country...
Jiagu, who was originally a little dismissive, suddenly realized that today's Puja ceremony seemed a little unusual... Looking at the cars parked full at the entrance of the temple and the endless stream of people, she felt that today seemed a little different...
As a top student who aspires to get into the journalism department abroad and stay away from her father's oppression, Jiagu has always been proud of her keen observation...
In the past, she had also been taken by her father to participate in several Puja ceremonies, but there was definitely no such scale as today... Her curiosity was immediately aroused. Could it be that a head of state is visiting? But I didn't see any military police under martial law... And I haven't seen any news on TV these days about a foreign head of state visiting.
Jiagu unexpectedly felt that there must be some big news to dig up... Although she is only a high school student, this does not prevent her from exploring this different Puja ceremony from the perspective of an amateur reporter, she is already looking forward to it...
Just as Jiagu followed her father into the venue of the Puja ceremony... on the other side, Tapazi, the host of the ceremony, uh, should say, the nominal host, already felt something was wrong...
Yesterday, he just told his secretary to call a few devout believers of high caste to watch the repentance ceremony of the Sukala family's son-in-law. Unexpectedly, he just met a devout believer who said he was here to participate in the Puja ceremony...
And this news was spread by his secretary... From these sudden events, Tapazi smelled a strong conspiracy...
However, when he saw that most of the devout believers entering the venue were his believers, the whole person relaxed a little... No matter what conspiracy there is, he believes that his position will definitely not be shaken. As long as these believers who support him are here, no one can be unfavorable to him... Otherwise, those crazy believers will tear him to pieces...
Temporarily suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Tapazi just sat quietly on the high platform in the center of the venue, posing as a detached and desireless expert...
At this moment, Jiagu, who had already entered the venue with her father, also found a good position near the aisle and sat down... Of course, don't even think about seats, everyone is sitting on the ground...
At this time, she looked around with great interest...
This is the largest gathering place in this temple. This venue, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people praying at the same time, is rarely open to the public. It is only used on major holidays or important events. In this open-air venue, which is as large as four standard football fields, it is now full of devout believers... Many people who live far away have rushed here overnight.
The surroundings of the venue are surrounded by a red cloth curtain more than four meters high... On this barrier formed by the red cloth, there is a painting of the great god Shiva every nine meters...
Leaving aside everything else, just using this venue made Jiagu feel that this matter would definitely not be small... She became more and more expectant.
Gradually, the time came to nine o'clock, and the gate of the temple was also closed, prohibiting entry...
"Today, I want to be here..." Tapazi had already made up his mind to make the Sukala family lose face completely. If possible, he would also take away Gawala's elder position. Attacking his enemies must be unscrupulous. His goal has never been the little girl of the Sukala family, but Gawala, who occupies the position of the first elder. As for Nisha, it was just a coincidence and collateral damage...
However, if the Sukala family has no resistance, Tapazi doesn't mind destroying this girl... Anyway, it's just a means. When the nest is overturned, will there be any intact eggs?
However, just as Tapazi was about to finish speaking, a loud roar shook the entire venue. This voice was no less loud than Tapazi's voice on the high platform in the middle using a loudspeaker...
"Blasphemer — — — — Shut up!!!"
This roar shocked the believers in the entire venue, of course, including Jiagu, who had been expecting it for a long time...
At the first moment of hearing the sound, Jiagu stood up and looked in the direction of the sound... The scene in front of her completely stunned her...
Seeing this scene, Jiagu felt that at this moment, she had evolved from a firm atheist into a person with faith...
The other devotees, upon hearing that booming shout, had initially wanted to stand up and defend their revered Mr. Tapas, but… upon seeing who had made the sound, everyone froze in place.
Chapter 572
"Blasphemer—shut your mouth!" With this booming shout, the attention of all the devotees in the hall was drawn to a figure at the entrance…
A handsome, golden-haired youth, clad in a strange white robe, stood at the entrance of the hall, with several other elders behind him…
At this moment, these elders lacked their usual dignified demeanor, each of them kneeling behind him like the most ordinary of devotees, humbly kissing the ground he walked upon… Their devout, meticulous attitude… made it clear they were serious.
This handsome youth, surrounded by them, with golden hair and golden eyes, wore a smile on his incomparably handsome face, appearing like a deity descending into the world. His robe, though strange, felt strangely sacred at first glance, inspiring an irresistible urge to worship…
The person who came was none other than Zhou Ye, who was carrying out his god-making plan. Although he didn't like to cause trouble, that didn't mean he was an easy-going person… Since this Tapas had provoked him, Zhou Ye didn't mind slapping him hard in the face regarding the very thing he was most proud of.
Besides, wouldn't this be beneficial to his god-making plan? What plan could be better than ascending to the top by stepping on the face of a high-level swindler?
"Blasphemer… You use the name of the great god Shiva to amass wealth and eliminate dissidents. I, as Shiva's representative walking the earth, will today judge the crimes you have committed on behalf of Shiva. Do you have anything to say? Blasphemer Tapas." As Zhou Ye spoke, he slowly walked towards the high platform…
As Zhou Ye slowly moved forward, a dazzling golden light faintly emanated from behind him (the effect of the magic formula). Countless beautiful celestial maidens danced gracefully behind him, displaying their alluring figures, and ethereal, beautiful singing, like heavenly music, spread throughout the entire hall… (The song and dance were provided by the Valkyries as a friendly favor)…
He gently raised his foot and stepped forward, and a crystal-clear, blood-colored flower bud suddenly appeared beneath his feet. Immediately, the petals spread outwards, blooming in an instant, transforming the blood-colored flower bud into a crystal-clear, blood-colored lotus…
Zhou Ye stepped onto the blooming blood lotus without hesitation… As he continued to move forward, a rapidly blooming blood-colored lotus would always appear beneath his feet, and when his foot left the lotus, the blood-colored lotus would quickly wither and decay, eventually turning into blood-colored specks of light and disappearing into the air…
This blooming and withering seemed to depict the cycle of life and death in the world, carrying an indescribable sense of harmony between man and nature.
This spectacle, this scene comparable to a Hollywood fantasy blockbuster, made it impossible for the devout believers sitting in the venue to rush up and defend their idol. They believed in the god Shiva… not Tapas. When both claimed to be Shiva's representatives in the world, of course, they would believe whoever was more powerful… As for the envoy of God, how dare a weakling claim to be God's representative? To be God walking in the world?
In terms of appearance alone, the handsome and unparalleled Zhou Ye was far superior to Tapas…
In addition to the various supernatural events manifested behind Zhou Ye, who was real and who was fake… the devotees knew at a glance…
"Great God Shiva is above…" Jia Gu stared blankly as Zhou Ye walked past her… She saw with her own eyes that Zhou Ye's feet were in the air, truly stepping only on the blood lotus flowers that appeared out of nowhere… "One step, one lotus… Heavens…"
She even skeptically waved her hand between the blood lotus and the ground. She was absolutely certain that it was empty, without any support, let alone any magic props placed using blind spots of vision…
Her action of reaching out her hand and waving it under the blood-colored lotus almost scared her father to death… Sahani grabbed his daughter and pressed her to the ground. At the same time, he knelt at Zhou Ye's feet, frantically kissing the ground Zhou Ye had just walked on.
Today's trip was truly worthwhile… Being able to witness a true miracle, Sahani had long thrown his former idol to the back of his mind. For him… he truly worshiped only the great god Shiva, and he would be close to whoever could best represent God's will… Now the result was obvious, the previous one was a blasphemer…
Countless people shared the same thoughts as Sahani… They all knelt devoutly on the ground, frantically kissing the ground Zhou Ye had just walked on… To them, that was holy ground… As for kissing Zhou Ye's feet? They still felt unworthy…
Jia Gu was stunned by the changes before her… She had expected something to happen, but… she didn't expect it to be this kind of thing, a true god descending… judging a blasphemer…?
As an atheist, even though Jia Gu was born into a family where her father was a devout believer, she still believed that gods did not exist, that they were just ethereal things, just things fabricated by humans to entrust some unattainable goals…
However, everything she saw today had completely subverted her worldview… The impact of this scene was enormous…
Just as extreme confidence and extreme inferiority are only separated by a fine line, extreme atheists and extreme fanatics are also only separated by a fine line. It's just that true miracles rarely occur in reality, but when a true miracle appears, it only takes a blink of an eye for an atheist to transform into a fanatic.
This was the case with Jia Gu now. At this moment, she instantly transformed from an atheist into a fanatic… Of course, she worshiped Zhou Ye…
As for Tapas on the high platform, he was simply stunned… But soon, he regained his senses…
Thoughts raced through Tapas's mind... He was facing the greatest crisis of his life. If he could get through it safely, the sky would be the limit, and he might even take another step forward. But if he couldn't get through it?
Tapas looked at the crazed devotees in the arena, scrambling to kiss the ground Zhou Ye had walked on. He believed that if he couldn't get through today, then... he would die without a burial place... After all, Zhou Ye had already labeled him a blasphemer.
It was a matter of life and death, all hinging on this one move.
Thinking of this, Tapas calmed himself... and once again put on an air of confidence, saying, "God said that he has never had any other representatives, only me..."
"Interesting..." Zhou Ye smiled... This guy still wanted to struggle before his death. "You say you are Shiva's representative? Do you have any proof?"
"Of course, I have proof..." Tapas said with certainty, "But how can God-given things be casually viewed by others... You say you are Shiva's representative, then what is your proof?"
"Hahahahahaha..." Zhou Ye laughed wildly... This old guy really wouldn't shed tears until he saw the coffin.
The devotees below the stage also watched the debate between the two on the stage nervously... Although they had already made a decision in their hearts, after all, Tapas's brainwashing in the past was not in vain, and there were still some remnants...
Jia Gu was even more nervous as she watched the stage, she absolutely did not want her god to fail...
But, obviously, she was thinking too much. How could Zhou Ye be the kind of person who could be defeated by a charlatan? With his strength that broke through the limits of humans and gods, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a god in the world.
Zhou Ye was not in a hurry to kill Tapas now, just like a cat-and-mouse game, Zhou Ye was now very interested in playing with this charlatan. "What kind of evidence do you want?"
"..." When Tapas saw Zhou Ye laughing wildly, he was overjoyed. In his opinion, Zhou Ye's laughter was a sign of his guilty conscience. But now Zhou Ye threw the question back to himself, which made him feel a little wrong. If he didn't have absolute confidence, he wouldn't do this. Could it be that this person is really Shiva's representative?
But whether he was or not, Tapas was unwilling to wait for death, he wanted to fight to the death. "Shiva is the god of life, the god of destruction, the god of creation, the god of destruction... Which of Shiva's artifacts do you possess?"
Zhou Ye was speechless. Damn, this old guy really knows how to come up with difficult questions, but this can't stump him at all... Zhou Ye smiled slightly, spread out his palm, and a crystal-clear blood lotus flower bloomed out of thin air in his palm. "The lotus flower is a symbol of purity, a symbol of life... And this blood-colored lotus flower is the evidence that Shiva bestowed upon me to walk in the world..."
Saying that, he gently placed the lotus flower he was holding in his hand on the open space in front of him. This blood-colored lotus flower swayed and floated in the air, rising in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it changed from the size of a fist to the size of a washbasin, and finally became a blood-colored lotus flower the size of a bathtub.
(The blood-colored lotus flower is performed by the Zhan Shen Dao Pingting sisters as a friendly cameo.)
Chapter 573
"How do you want to prove it?" Although Tapas was already very guilty, he was still struggling desperately.
"I don't need to prove it, it will prove itself..." Zhou Ye said, beckoning to Jia Gu's position. "Come, little girl, how about helping me with a favor?"
To be honest, when Zhou Ye walked past Jia Gu just now and saw Jia Gu, he was stunned. Isn't this the beautiful reporter from [Oh My God]? He was so surprised that he almost lost the scene...
When Jia Gu saw Zhou Ye beckoning in her direction, she stood up and wanted to rush to the stage... But before she could move, she found herself being held up by an invisible force, flying towards the stage out of thin air...
This scene made the devotees below the stage desperately kneel down... They once again witnessed a miracle, and the most devout worshiper was Jia Gu's father, he knew that it was his daughter, definitely not a setup...
Jia Gu was also shocked by the sudden movement, but after personally feeling the telekinesis, her faith in Zhou Ye became more devout... So devout that... if Zhou Ye said he wanted to ooxx her now, she would not hesitate to dedicate herself.
When Jia Gu was lifted by Zhou Ye's telekinesis to the central steps, the first thing she did when she saw Zhou Ye was to kneel down and kiss Zhou Ye's shoes... Uh, no, Zhou Ye wasn't wearing shoes now... So it was kissing his feet...
Zhou Ye smiled slightly and held Jia Gu's shoulders. "Shiva is tolerant and never happy or angry because of these etiquettes... But Shiva is also vengeful, He will not let go of anyone who swindles in His name..."
Zhou Ye would definitely not let go of this girl. If he really let her kiss his feet, how would he kiss her in the future?
"God, your heart is as broad as the sea..." Jia Gu didn't know what to say anymore. She couldn't kneel down to kiss Zhou Ye's shoes, so she simply kissed the back of Zhou Ye's hand...
Seeing her actions, the devotees below the stage were filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred... This also included Jia Gu's father.
"This is a pure lotus, but at the same time, it is also a lotus of destruction..." Zhou Ye's voice echoed in the ears of all the devotees in the venue, "When facing a pure person, it is a pure lotus, when facing a blasphemer, it is a lotus of destruction..."
"Now, how about helping me with a favor? Little girl?" Zhou Ye said, looking at Jia Gu, who had been standing behind him, looking at him with a fascinated expression.
"Please command, God..." Jia Gu said without hesitation, she didn't care what Zhou Ye wanted her to do, she would only follow Zhou Ye's words now.
"What's your name?" Zhou Ye asked with a smile.
"My name is Jia Gu... My dad named me Jia Ge · Jia Lai Ni, I think it's too tongue-twisting, so I simplified it a bit." Jia Gu said respectfully.
Not bad, Jia Gu, I can see you're a pure and good girl..." Zhou Ye said with a smile. His words made Jia Gu's cheeks blush slightly. Pure, huh? That means she's still a virgin...
"Now, sit on it and prove your purity to the world..." Zhou Ye pointed to the blood-colored lotus flower, about the size of a bathtub, floating in mid-air.
Jia Gu looked at the blood-colored lotus flower blooming in mid-air... This lotus flower was like a real lotus flower; its petals even swayed gently in the breeze. But... it was also an incredibly illusory lotus flower. Through the blood-red, translucent petals, Jia Gu could even see the dust on the ground...
If it were someone else, they might gently press the lotus flower to see if it was sturdy... to avoid falling when they sat on it later... But Jia Gu, who already deeply trusted Zhou Ye, jumped up and sat down the moment she heard Zhou Ye's words...
Tapaiz was staring intently, his eyes wide with nervousness, at the events unfolding before him... To be honest, when the blood-colored lotus flower bloomed in front of him out of nowhere, he had an urge to kneel and beg for mercy...
However, his reluctance to give up his wealthy life, and Zhou Ye's actions that nailed him to the pillar of shame as a blasphemer, prevented him from bowing his head and begging for mercy... Begging for mercy would be equivalent to admitting that he was a blasphemer... That's no different from suicide... Even ants cling to life, let alone a once-powerful religious figure?
He could only hope that all of this was a magic trick played by Zhou Ye using high-tech methods... He widened his eyes, trying to expose the trick... But even though his eyes were dry and sore, he couldn't see a trace of magic.
At this moment, Jia Gu had obediently sat on the blood-colored lotus flower... To prove that she wasn't cheating, she even lifted her feet off the ground...
A wave of kneeling worship immediately erupted from below the stage... Some were begging Zhou Ye to forgive them for being blinded by the blasphemer Tapaiz in the past... Some were begging Zhou Ye, the representative of the great god Shiva, to forgive their sins... In short, there were all kinds of prayers.
The blood-colored lotus flower carried Jia Gu and circled the venue... At this time, all the believers were no longer confused about who was the representative of the great god Shiva. They now only had one slogan: kill the blasphemer Tapaiz, the sinner who had deceived them for so long...
Zhou Ye looked at Tapaiz, whose face was pale and sweat was dripping like rain, and smiled as he helped Jia Gu down from the blood lotus flower back on stage... Then he raised his right hand and made a pressing motion...
All the believers seemed to have practiced beforehand, and immediately stopped shouting and held their breath... The entire venue became silent in an instant.
"I said, this lotus flower is the lotus of purity, and also the lotus of destruction... Now it has proven itself to be the lotus of purity." Zhou Ye put his arm around Jia Gu and looked at Tapaiz with a smile, saying: "So... blasphemer, Tapaiz, now it's your turn to sit on it and prove that you are not a blasphemer."
From below the stage, tens of thousands of believers shouted in unison. "Blasphemer Tapaiz, sit on it—!"
"Blasphemer Tapaiz, sit on it—!"
"Blasphemer Tapaiz, sit on it—!"
The shouts were like a mountain collapsing, like a tsunami, impacting Tapaiz's mind... He looked at the crystal-clear blood-colored lotus flower in front of him, feeling a terror like a mountain of knives and a sea of blood...
The shouts of the believers below the stage made his heart clench... Along the way, the various strange methods Zhou Ye had shown made him dare not sit on this blood-colored lotus flower without any reservations?
With the tsunami-like shouts of the believers below the stage, his legs trembled non-stop... His pants... were wet—
At this time, several other elders also walked onto the stage. As soon as they came on stage, they respectfully knelt down one by one at Zhou Ye's feet, kissing the ground under his feet...
Jia Gu, who was held by Zhou Ye, was a little frightened... After all, although these elders didn't appear often, their influence was no less than that of the president... Even, even if someone wanted to be president, they had to first please them. Otherwise, if they said that someone was an enemy of the great god Shiva, then that guy would definitely be spurned by nearly a billion followers of the Asan religion... Still want to be elected president? You're thinking too much...
But Zhou Ye's arm around her gave her infinite strength...
After the elders kissed the ground under Zhou Ye's feet one by one, they stood up and said to the followers below the stage: "Today, the messenger of the great god Shiva, the representative walking in the world, has found an enemy of God hidden within us, a blasphemer... With the Lord God here, the glory of the great god Shiva will surely shine on the world again. Long live the great god Shiva, long live the Lord God."
"Long live the Lord God, long live the great god Shiva..."
The followers below the stage also shouted frantically... And Tapaiz, seeing that no one seemed to be looking at him, secretly sneaked towards the back... Just as he bent over and lowered his head to squeeze into the crowd, he heard a loud shout.
"The blasphemer Tapaiz is trying to escape..."
"Where is he? Where is he?"
"Kill him... kill this guy who deceived us..."
What is the anger of tens of thousands of people like? Zhou Ye will tell you, it's terrible, quite terrible... Anyway, Tapaiz couldn't be seen anymore. In the end, besides a pool of blood and minced meat on the ground, you couldn't find any evidence that Tapaiz had ever existed.
You say this is a crime? Don't be ridiculous. There were many devout believers at the scene at the time, and their identities were government law enforcement officers... They would testify that no one had harmed Mr. Tapaiz...
As for where Elder Tapazi went? Who knows?
Maybe he ran away because his charlatan identity was exposed…
Chapter 574
Zhou Ye then recited the Veda in Vedic again… In reality, he didn't do anything special, but the believers felt as if they were hearing heavenly scriptures, suddenly enlightened… This is probably the best portrayal of how the environment determines mood, and mood determines artistic conception.
In the end, as Zhou Ye retreated amidst the continuous pleas of tens of thousands of the most devout believers, more than half of them couldn't help but burst into tears…
As Zhou Ye was led by an elder into a quiet room in the temple to rest, he finally saw Jiagu, who had been following him all along.
"Huh? Why are you still following me?" Zhou Ye, who had just finished performing, was so focused on the reactions of the believers that he didn't notice he had a little tail following him.
"Divine Lord… Please, you must let me stay by your side, to listen to your teachings at all times…" As Jiagu spoke, she was about to kneel again… causing Zhou Ye to quickly support her.
"Do you know what you have to do following me?" Zhou Ye looked at the beautiful sixteen-year-old girl and asked with a smile.
"…Kn-know…" Jiagu looked at Zhou Ye, feeling that the Divine Lord's eyes were like they wanted to suck her soul in, so beautiful… She didn't dare to look, afraid that another glance would cause her to drown completely.
"You really know?" Zhou Ye used his hand to lift Jiagu's chin, looking at her lowered eyelids, "Then, prove it to me…"
Jiagu was immediately flustered by Zhou Ye's words, after all, it was a bit too much to expect a sixteen-year-old girl to understand Zhou Ye's implied meaning… Jiagu hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked behind Zhou Ye and gently began to massage his shoulders…
Zhou Ye shook his head and smiled speechlessly, reaching out and grabbing Jiagu's hand on his shoulder, using a bit of force to pull her slender body into his arms. Before Jiagu could exclaim, Zhou Ye blocked her lips.
With the sound of crisp glass breaking… Zhou Ye took Jiagu into the Mirror Dimension, a good place for that sort of thing, where no one would find them, and no one would see… Zhou Ye had no interest in performing in public.
How could Jiagu, a newbie who had never even been in love, be a match for Zhou Ye, a guy who had been with countless women? By the time she realized something was wrong, it was already too late… With a delicate moan… the world lost a pure girl and gained another woman of Zhou Ye.
The three hours in the Mirror Dimension were the most important three hours of Jiagu's life. In these three hours, she not only transformed from a girl into a woman, but also truly understood that there were no gods in the world, but… there were men like gods, and that was her only man, Zhou Ye.
Three hours later — — — —
A teleportation gate shimmering with golden sparks opened, and Zhou Ye helped Jiagu out of the teleportation gate.
"Bad guy…" Jiagu frowned and gently pounded Zhou Ye's arm with her hand.
"You didn't care if people could handle it or not… Bad guy…"
"It's not my fault…" Zhou Ye said innocently: "Blame it on you for being too cute…"
"You bad egg…" Hearing her man's words, Jiagu felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly…
"Jiagu, baby, how did you get here?" Zhou Ye sat on a prayer mat in the quiet room, then helped Jiagu sit in his arms.
"Ah—I came with my dad." Only then did Jiagu remember her father, looking at Zhou Ye anxiously and asking: "Honey, what should I do, I lost my dad…"
"Your dad can't be lost…" Zhou Ye was speechless at this little scatterbrain. He called over a follower who was waiting outside the quiet room and asked him to look for Jiagu's father outside…
Before long, the follower brought Jiagu's father in…
It turned out that at the end of the Dharma assembly, Jiagu's father, Sahani, realized that his daughter was missing… But after asking a few familiar fellow believers, he learned that his daughter had left with the Divine Lord, and his heart immediately settled down…
Although he knew his daughter's whereabouts, he didn't dare to rashly disturb the Divine Lord… So, he could only wait quietly in the temple… As a result, he waited for nearly four hours.
"Divine Lord…" Sahani walked into the quiet room and immediately knelt down excitedly when he saw Zhou Ye, kissing the ground at Zhou Ye's feet.
"Dad…" Jiagu wanted to stop her father's actions when she saw them, but… thinking about what her man had told her in the Mirror World, she held back… After all, now that her man was going to another place, if she wanted to follow, she could only use her father's worship… So, let it be for now… Anyway, worshiping her man was a thousand times better than worshiping that Mr. Tapazi.
At least, when her father really encountered difficulties, her man would definitely not ignore him.
"Jiagu?" Only now did Sahani realize that his daughter was actually sitting in the Divine Lord's arms… This shocked him. "Divine Lord…"