"Are there people in the world who are so stupid to fulfill their wishes without being worshiped?" Wang Bin couldn't help but laughed, "Only young girls like you who are inexperienced in the world can believe it!"
"You are not allowed to say such things to Mr. Sumo!" Zhu Yulu's face suddenly fell and she glared at Wang Bin.
"You heretic!" Seeing Wang Bin in a daze, Zhu Yulu scolded unwillingly.
"Calm down, calm down," Zhou Wensheng glared at Wang Bin and pushed Hongdou in front of Zhu Yu's face, "Don't be like him. He has read little and is ignorant. Don't talk to him. Follow me." Tell me, I am very interested in this Lord Soma."
Zhu Taolu looked at the red bean pie in front of her, hesitated for a moment, glanced at Wang Bin who was sitting next to Zhou Wensheng and said: "Well, seeing that you are older, I won't argue with you. After all, we are The generation gap between us is too big. As a disciple of Master Soma, I should be more generous and not argue with you."
"You..." Zhu Taolu's words almost made Wang Bin's nose become angry.
"What are you!" Zhou Wensheng couldn't help but said, and hit Wang Bin on the head, "I asked you to read more books, but you didn't. Lord Somo is the God of Moon and the God of Wine! What the hell do you know! Shut up! Listen to her!"
"Oh~ you also know that Master Sumo is the moon god!" Zhu Yulu's eyes flashed, and there was a smile on his face.
"I know a little bit." Zhou Wensheng smiled modestly, "But I only know that he is a moon god who exists in mythology."
"Lord Sumo is not just in the story!" Zhu Yulu playfully interrupted Zhou Wensheng, "He is in this world, at the same latitude as you and me, but only the most devout believers can do it at a specific time. See him." Zhu Taolu said, with a look of admiration on his face.
"Have you seen it?" Zhou Wensheng looked at Zhu Taolu in disbelief.
"Of course!" Zhu Taolu's proud expression was palpable.
"What do you look like? Are you handsome?"
"How can a mortal look directly at the gods?" Zhu Taolu showed a look of contempt again, "We all have rules when meeting Lord Somo, and not all believers can meet Lord Soma. I am just lucky. , it didn’t take long for Lord Believe to be selected and given a chance to meet.”
When Zhu Yulu's words fell to the ground, Zhou Wensheng couldn't help but feel alarm bells ringing in his heart.
It may be a great luck for the believer to be chosen soon after the believer, but when these words fell into Zhou Wensheng's ears, he felt that there was something wrong with it.
He looked Zhu Taolu up and down, wondering what was so special about the girl in front of him that could attract the attention of Lord Somo in her mouth.
"What are you doing!" Zhu Yulu screamed.
Zhou Wensheng's X-ray look made Zhu Yulu tighten her collar instantly, as if if she slowed down for a second, her clothes would be ripped off by Zhou Wensheng's eyes.
"Sorry, sorry," Zhu Taolu's scream made Zhou Wensheng realize that he had lost his temper, and he couldn't help but apologize again and again, "I just want to know why Master Sumo chose you who just became a believer."
"What? You don't believe it?" Zhu Yu showed displeasure.
"No, no, no, I just want to study in advance," Zhou Wensheng saw that Zhu Yu was wary and hurriedly explained, "I also hope to be summoned by Lord Sumo to see him as soon as possible!"
"You...you also believe in Master Sumo?" Zhu Yulu looked at Zhou Wensheng with suspicious eyes.
"I've always wanted to believe it, but I haven't found a way yet!" Zhou Wensheng lowered his voice and sneered.
"You should be public officials... aren't you all atheists..." Zhu Taolu still didn't believe it.
"You know freedom of belief, right?"
"Oh..." Zhu Taolu thought for a while and seemed to feel that Zhou Wensheng didn't need to lie to her, so she lowered her guard and said, "Your leaders don't care..."
"If I don't tell, no one will know." Zhou Wensheng smiled.
"Then he..." Zhu Taolu looked at Wang Bin worriedly.
"Don't worry about him, he doesn't dare!" Zhou Wensheng flew towards Wang Bin with a killing look, and Wang Bin couldn't help but tremble.
"Oh, okay, then I'll tell you." Wang Bin's cowardice and Zhou Wensheng's faint domineering attitude completely dispelled all Zhu Taolu's worries.
"Lord Somo has many followers, but not all of his followers' wishes will be fulfilled by him. Only believers whose wishes have been fulfilled will have the opportunity to meet Lord Somo." Zhu Yulu was eating red bean pie while carefully explaining to Zhou Wen The two Shengs explained the Master Soma they believed in.
"Then what kind of wish can be fulfilled by Master Soma?"
The process Zhu Yulu said was like a screening process, and Zhou Wensheng decided to clarify the requirements of each link step by step.
"I don't know." Zhu Yulu pulled the second red bean pie in front of her.
Zhu Taolu's answer almost made Zhou Wensheng unable to breathe. But looking at Zhu Yulu who looked innocent and focused on eating red bean pie, Zhou Wensheng had no choice but to suppress the anger in his heart and squeeze out a smile.
"I don't know what it means?" Zhou Wensheng asked patiently.
Perhaps she was a little thirsty after eating the red bean pie. Zhu Yulu drank most of the glass of milk in one breath, breathed a sigh of relief, and then slowly said: "I don't know, I just don't know... No one knows Lord Sumo." Some people are really pitiful and in urgent need of help. We all thought that Master Sumo would choose, but Master Sumo chose another person’s wish that was indifferent, so my wish was selected because it was my fundamental choice. Something I didn’t expect.”
Zhu Taolu's words made Zhou Wensheng fall into silence.
It seems that Lord Somo's selection criteria have nothing to do with whether the person making the wish is poor or not.
Since it has nothing to do with life experience, will the screening criteria be the difficulty of wish fulfillment?
"What wish did you make?" Zhou Wensheng asked calmly after thinking for a moment.
"At that time, I had just been dumped, and I wanted Master Sumo to help me take revenge!" Zhu Yulu's eyes revealed a trace of hatred.
"Then what? Are you selected?" Zhou Wensheng's brows frowned slightly, and a bad feeling arose in his heart.
"That's right!" Zhu Taolu raised her eyebrows, "Master Sumo sent me an email directly, and then sent him the name and photo of that scumbag."
"Have you sent it?" The ominous premonition in Zhou Wensheng's heart became stronger and stronger.
"Send it!" Zhu Taolu said with a matter-of-fact expression, "Why not send it! He cheated my people and my money! I can't wait to cut him into pieces!"
Zhou Wensheng almost heard Zhu Yulu's gnashing of teeth.
"Then what? The wish... came true?" Zhou Wensheng suppressed the anger in his heart.
"Yes! Of course it happened! Master Sumo is an omnipotent god!" Zhu Yulu smiled proudly, "I told you, don't catch me!"
"Say." Zhou Wensheng's voice was slightly trembling.
He could almost guess what Zhu Yulu was going to say to him next.
"On the seventh day after I sent the photo, I received a video. In the video, I saw with my own eyes that scumbag being hung upside down, beaten with a whip, and finally had his throat cut with a dagger."
Zhu Taolu became more and more excited as she talked, and did not notice Zhou Wensheng's gradually gloomy expression.
