I was a charlatan in India

Listening to the three boys' plans, Shenhe's head suddenly felt buzzing.

Luckily, I heard the news, otherwise, who knows how far things would have gone.

Of course, if he knew about the Vaishya merchant's decision, he would probably be even more troubled.

It's a foregone conclusion that Mina's marriage will become the center of the storm.

Nobody's getting away!

"Artti, stop playing around and come do an experiment with me!"

He needs to quickly develop his own power, and to do that, he first needs a physical body.

His journey as a doctor made him realize that the behavior of others is ultimately uncontrollable.

He can't stay behind the scenes forever.

At that moment, Arti was by the riverbed, scooping up water to wash his ankles.

Ever since she got her own house, she has been extra careful to keep it clean.

Hearing the sound of the Shen River, she quickly shook the water off her feet, steadied herself, and then looked around warily.

This was because she was afraid that her brother would suddenly abandon her in an unfamiliar place and make her eat mud.

Thinking about what happened last time, she was still a little angry.

However, he still responded honestly.

"I'm ready, Brother Datian."

Seeing that Arti had regained her footing, Shenhe pulled her back into the space.

After all, having a little girl talk to herself in the air is bound to attract attention.

"Arti, I'll try to get a lot of incense ash next."

"You help me make a human-shaped shell, like sculpting clay."

After realizing Arti's confusion, Shenhe decided to make her cooperate with all these degrading things.

The doctor's execution ability is certainly good, but if he were to help me create the incense ash body, he would most likely find that he is not facing the Great Heaven, but the evil spirit of Mina's family.

Moreover, he had already promised the doctor that he would not let the evil spirits bother him anymore, which was the doctor's wish in the ascetic system.

What might happen if this is violated is anyone's guess.

"Hey, like molding clay? I'm really good at that!"

Arti proudly raised her little face.

"...Yes, it's as simple as kneading clay."

To be honest, Shenhe didn't have high hopes.

It's good enough if it's barely usable. As long as it allows him to actually take physical action, that's a victory.

At the same time, his consciousness began to sweep through the territory he had already occupied, scavenging incense ash from house to house.

Since all this ashes are offered to myself, it's not unreasonable!

He made excuses for himself while carefully checking the quantity.

If those believers knew that the deity they worshipped had stolen incense ash, I wonder if they would convert on the spot.

No one in Shenhe could take anything; each family only took a small amount, as if it had been blown away by a breeze, to avoid leaving too obvious a trace.

With rumors circulating outside, he didn't want to attract another trouble like that of Maha Tathagata.

Because of the worship relationship, these incense ash are relatively easy to manipulate.

Entering the range of Mina's luxurious linga was effortless, requiring almost no exertion.

Perhaps in the future, when I see a good linga, I can...

cough cough.

Soon, the incense ash piled up to Arti's knees.

This amount is definitely not enough for a truly dedicated person, but fortunately, Shenhe didn't intend to do that.

He only needs a shell, or even just part of his upper body.

Within the lingam, incense ash can float in mid-air.

When the time comes, put on a long robe, and have Arti hold up Linga and hide him underneath. He'll be responsible for walking and talking, and that should be enough for a while.

At worst, I can wait until I've collected enough incense ash before slowly replenishing my body.

Ok……

Shenhe has already planned to regularly plunder incense ash.

Since it's going to be thrown away sooner or later anyway, I might as well use it myself.

Your God has become stronger, so believers can see the benefits, right?

Quickly create a reusable shell so that you can personally get involved and organize the scattered believers.

Even if they can't provide the power for ascetic practice, being a laborer is still excellent.

You know what, Arti is really good at sculpting clay.

After all, for a child from a disadvantaged background like her, there wasn't much else to play with.

Upon hearing Shenhe's needs, she quickly formulated a plan and began to take action.

First, use branches and burlap to create an inner lining, then use branches to build a cross-shaped structure underneath to support the torso and shoulders...

However, the moment the cross took shape, Shenhe suddenly had a feeling of being watched.

The feeling was fleeting, but he didn't ignore it.

The cross shape can indeed be considered a symbol of some kind of extraordinary power, and among the most elite ones at that.

After a moment's hesitation, he instructed Arti to take a short break and reshape the skeleton into the Chinese character "士" (shi) to avoid offending anyone.

After the skeleton is formed, the incense ash should be mixed into mud, and then sculpted little by little with stone slabs...

Stone flakes...

This tool is far too crude; it is truly inappropriate to use it for believers.

Shenhe brought over another small knife.

As for where it came from, that's none of your business.

Under Shenhe's guidance, Arti painted a thin layer of chest cavity and shoulders onto the skeleton.

The interior is almost empty.

Originally, to make it more sturdy, Shenhe had her add some linen inside, hoping to simulate the role of steel bars in construction.

However, he found that these strips of cloth were actually a burden to him.

The feeling of manipulating it was as if he was holding the strip of cloth, rather than the strip of cloth helping him stabilize his body.

So the two of them removed the excess strips of cloth one by one, leaving only a small portion inside the frame to maintain the most basic support.

Soon, the upper half of the body began to take shape.

The two men only pinched the head, torso, and forearms; the rest of the body was empty. If necessary, adjustments could be made based on the clothing.

As for the chest...

Arti took a picture of himself and pinched two thin dots on it.

After seeing this, Shenhe remained silent for a moment, then asked her to apply a few more layers.

After all, in the plan, it was Artie who was standing inside speaking up for her, so this body still needed to have some womanly features.

After air drying, the incense ash gradually takes shape.

Because of its material, it is not as hard as ceramic sculpture; instead, it is as soft as freshly cooked dough.

With regular watering and maintenance, it should last for quite some time.

His features are somewhat rough, and he certainly wouldn't be able to fool people during the day unless he wore a mask.

But at night, I should be able to barely pass.

Lighting in this era was expensive and wouldn't be as bright as day.

However, Shenhe was already very satisfied.

After all, Arti is just a child, and it's already quite impressive that he's achieved this much.

It's not a big problem. As mentioned before, I can fix it slowly in my spare time.

He's done this kind of thing many times: get the project up and running first, then optimize it little by little.

As long as the idea works, it's a good thing.

I don't know if there are any usable paints in this era. If I have the chance to collect some, I might be able to sculpt a lifelike shell in the future.

After finishing, Shenhe carefully immersed his consciousness into it, trying to manipulate the body as if he were manipulating incense ash.

He is very cautious.

After all, Arti had been working on this for so long; it was a labor of love for her.

The child will be sad if it gets broken.

The good news is that the incense ash body is not difficult to manipulate, although it feels somewhat strange.

There's a sticky, sluggish feeling when it comes to taking action.

After all, Shenhe can manipulate incense ash, but he cannot control the moisture inside.

Moreover, maintenance will also be a task in the future.

Without its own maintenance, this thing must be kept moist to prevent it from drying out and cracking.

We have no choice but to leave it to Arti.

Her fingerprints were all over her body, and Shenhe could even detect such details under his control of the incense ash.

There is a small dent behind my left shoulder, which must have been accidentally pressed.

"Arti, lift up Linga and stand below."

In any case, we need to let her get used to it. Everything should be prepared in advance; Shenhe doesn't have the habit of cramming at the last minute.

As the body slowly floated up, Arti curiously crawled inside.

"Big Brother Tian, ​​it's a bit dark in here, but it's like a small shack."

The sound is somewhat hollow, but it's usable.

Of course, this is on the premise that she is dressed.

Next...

The Shen River senses the scattered lingams of Varanasi.

It's time for these believers to do something for their gods.

"So..."

Shenhe listened to the breathing of Arti within his body, a heartbeat unique to him.

"start!"