I was a charlatan in India

Night falls.

Shenhe manipulated Xianghui's body and, together with Arti, slipped into the alley to begin developing followers.

For believers, "faith" is the most important element.

They need to be made aware of the existence of the gods and believe that following them will bring benefits.

Furthermore, we must avoid responding to them directly through the linga.

They would be bound by the rules of asceticism and forced to get involved in those absurd desires.

...At least for now, that's what Shenhe thinks.

As mentioned earlier, lighting was very expensive in this era.

Most families were reluctant to waste oil and wood on ordinary days, so the streets were dark, with only moonlight.

Given the high probability of crimes such as rape and robbery, very few people travel at night.

Even if they go out in the dark, they won't go too far from home.

But Arti is fine.

She is his follower, and he can pull her into his space at any time, so there shouldn't be any accidents.

Shenhe tied a rope to the skeleton of Xianghui's body.

Even if they can't see what's ahead, when the rope is taut, Arti will know that Shenhe is moving forward, and can then quickly coordinate.

Like a simple game, the child adapted very quickly.

She held onto the rope below, quietly reporting the potholes under her feet.

Staying indoors doesn't mean people will just go straight to sleep.

The nights are too long, and it's difficult for them to sleep through the night. Most of the lower-class people will find simple things that don't require lighting to pass the time.

For example, people might gather together and have elders tell them stories and legends, or they might worship and repent.

The most common form of worship is repentance.

You might do some despicable things during the day, then console yourself at night, and the next day you'll have a clean life again.

See, God did not punish you.

I was right!

That's why many Indians curse and swear when they are executed, because they genuinely believe they have been wronged.

"This is absolutely absurd!"

"Even the heavens have forgiven me, so what right do you, a mere Kshatriya, have to defy God's will!"

Their protests usually revolve around this point.

However, the executioners later developed coping strategies.

"Stop screaming! My punishment of you here is also the will of Heaven!"

The logic is sound and reasonable.

Of course, most prisoners would not accept this explanation.

Reaching a consensus is indeed a difficult thing; it's much easier to just beat someone up.

And so, everything returned to normal, a mixture of wailing and cursing, which was truly a cause for celebration.

Shenhe's goal was clear: to visit believers along the distribution of the lingams, focusing on key ones, and to establish initial trust and markers.

The focus, of course, is on those relatively devout and simple believers.

In short, the lower the IQ, the more useful the person.

The Vaishya district.

The Vaishya caste primarily encompasses the fields of animal husbandry, agriculture, and commerce.

Apart from a few businessmen who do very well, most of them are just stuck in the middle.

It's a little better than just having enough to eat and wear, but the difference is very small.

However, this is enough for them to make a proper worship.

The scarred merchant from the bathhouse was now kneeling before Linga, muttering incantations.

"Great Heaven, your believers are confused."

"The city of Varanasi is currently rife with rumors and confusion, and I am concerned about future cooperation."

"We pray that you will grant us supreme wisdom to guide your followers through their confusion."

The collaboration he referred to was a scheme he conspired with two other businessmen after hearing rumors at the bathhouse, intending to capitalize on the situation and make a profit.

Shenhe quickly made the connection.

After all, during this part, his consciousness was present at the scene.

The scarred merchant's request can be considered a wish, and responding to it seems... not too much trouble?

then.

"As you wish..."

A voice, resonant and divine, suddenly echoed in the scarred merchant's mind.

He froze, staring at Linga in disbelief.

Immediately, he was overjoyed.

Great, great heaven?

The heavens have answered me!?

I did it! Hahaha, I did it! I did it!

For a truly devout believer, the response from heaven is itself a great blessing.

Just like a singer's autograph, it's useless, but fans can cherish it for a lifetime.

But... what about the answer I'm looking for...?

Nothing came to mind, and the scarred merchant was puzzled.

The heavens clearly said "as you wish."

While I was wondering...

"Knock knock knock".

A light knock suddenly sounded on the door.

"who!"

The scarred businessman spoke in a gruff and aggressive tone.

He was very unhappy with the guy who was bothering him and Da Tian.

How despicable! Is it because of your rudeness that Heaven has not bestowed wisdom upon us?

I'll make you pay later!

He clenched his fist, ready to open the door and punch the other person in the face!

however.

Arti's voice came from outside the door.

"I bring the blessings of the heavens."

The scarred merchant was immediately jolted, and the fierce look on his face vanished instantly.

He scrambled towards the door, calling out, "Hey, hey, coming!"

But immediately, he turned around and knelt down, repenting for his rashness and rudeness, before hurriedly opening the door.

Damn!

I actually had such blasphemous thoughts toward the messengers of the heavens.

God! Forgive me...

Do not!

Punish me!

These thoughts undoubtedly echoed in Shenhe's mind.

It's alright, God doesn't care.

Hurry up, don't waste my time. Your god has to go to the next store to do some door-to-door promotion later.

Da Tian is very busy.

Shenhe grumbled inwardly while waiting anxiously.

He still has a lot of linga to run.

Arti can't stay up all night; the child is at an age where he's growing, and staying up too late is unhealthy.

The scarred merchant opened the door and made as if to kneel down.

"There is no need to kneel down, we are all children of the heavens."

Under Shenhe's manipulation, Arti spoke up to stop them.

He dared not make the scarred businessman kneel down.

Arti's feet are small, making it easy to tell something is wrong.

Arti was also muttering to himself.

I'm clearly your sister, but Brother Da Tian is taking advantage of me.

In the dim light of the night, the scarred merchant was breathing rapidly.

Although the voice sounded very young, it belonged to a divine messenger from the heavens, and was naturally extraordinary!

Stay young forever! Yes, this is about staying young forever!

The figure before me may have lived for countless years!

Arti did not go inside; he simply stood at the doorway.

"Da Tian said there are potential risks involved."

"The Gupta family, who are in charge of river defense and taxation, will intervene. Of course, it is all arranged by the heavens."

"You're not on the liquidation list, so you can do some small side businesses, but don't go too deep into them or you'll bring trouble upon yourself."

This has been made very clear. If the other party still doesn't understand, then they truly deserve to suffer a loss.

Upon hearing this, the scarred merchant quickly nodded, indicating that he understood.

Then he saw the figure of the divine messenger gradually fade away and disappear into thin air.

Indeed, he is an extraordinary person!

Seeing this undeniable miracle, the scarred merchant was even more convinced!

At the same time, a surge of arduous cultivation power flowed into Shenhe's space. It wasn't much, but it was far greater than Mina's amount.

After all, this idiot had actually stabbed himself in the back.

The scarred merchant closed the door, his face beaming with excitement, unable to contain himself.

I am indeed a devout believer!

The heavens have issued a divine decree; they have approved of me!

Good heavens!

He quickly knelt back before the lingam and repeatedly prostrated himself in worship.

He even considered whether he should cut himself again and try asceticism all over again.

Oh, and ascetic practices!

We must find traces of that ascetic master and seek his guidance!

Nish!

The scarred merchant still remembered his name; he was a top ascetic who could be compared to Mahata!

I hope he's still in Varanasi!

No, he must still be there! Heaven has shown its mercy; how could that devout elder not be present for such a grand event!

Look around, and you might actually have a chance to meet them, after all, you are a devout believer recognized by the heavens!

However, the divine decree from the heavens soon sent a chill down his spine.

"The Gupta family..."

The excitement on his face was gradually replaced by lingering fear.

As a local businessman, he naturally knew the young master who had been exiled.

If this guy leaves the game, then according to the three of them's previous plan, they will all be trapped and unable to move forward or backward!

We need to remind them right away!

He was about to step out the door when he hesitated.

If they shouldn't have gotten involved in this, wouldn't Da Tian have given them a warning, just like he reminded himself?

If I were to interfere rashly, wouldn't that disrupt Da Tian's plans...?

However, he soon slapped himself in the face.

Bah! Who do I think I am to disrupt the grand plan?!

Since the idea of ​​helping them has come to mind, it must be the will of Heaven!

action!

Of course, the scarred merchant is an exception; most believers are not so easily fooled, or they have not revealed their intentions at all.

Then we need to use a different approach.