Chapter 241 The secret recipe of the temple, small but cute! (Monthly vote requested!)

Indra met this warm gaze.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head and looked at his temple involuntarily.

The entrance of the temple was brilliant.

Swish!

The bright sunlight shone in front of the marble-like white stone pillars, flashing with brilliant colors, and the sound of sacred hymns spread from the hall.

"Three heads, glorious and sacred!"

"Giant elephant, incarnation of white clouds!"

"Arabota, the king of elephants!"

"Arabota, the king of rainbows!"

...

The singing of the priests echoed continuously, their voices were pious, transmitted from the temple and echoed here.

In the singing of these priests.

A group of people were struggling to carry the stone statue.

The stone statue was tall, with three heads and six tusks, and it was the statue of Arabota.

They dragged the rope with their shoulders, panting heavily, sweating profusely, and carried a very tall white elephant sculpture together, stepping over the steps step by step, and transported it to the temple.

It was obvious that this was to replace a taller, larger, and more magnificent statue.

Indra's eyes flickered, and he raised his hand and pointed.

Whoosh~

Invisible light flew out from the tip of his index finger and gently landed on the stone statue.

In an instant, the movers felt their bodies lighten.

They straightened their backs and carried the statue, shouting excitedly and excitedly.

"Praise to Aaravata!"

"Aaravata has appeared!"

...

Surprised and excited voices kept coming, resounding around, attracting countless people around to watch.

Indra's eyes flickered, and he stood with his hands behind his back.

The stone statue of Aaravata has been replaced with a bigger one, so the tribute must be better, and the mango should be bigger too!

I can take a few in the evening and share them with Shezhi.

But...

"A statue of Arapatu is so big, it's even bigger than before!"

"Doesn't it make my statue look smaller?"

Indra thought to himself.

He blinked, pursed his lips, and thought for a moment.

The next moment, he showed a faint smile, looking relaxed and cheerful.

"I don't live here!"

"The wholehearted devotion of a believer is better than countless hymns!"

"Especially a believer who is blind but still devout!"

"Come!"

"I'll take you to see him!"

Indra said slowly.

Hearing this, Shezhi's eyes lit up, and a bright light flashed on her face. She couldn't help but smile happily. Indra was willing to take her to see his believer.

Indra trusted her more and more!

At this moment, under the bright sunshine.

Indra's body was shining with brilliance, turning into countless blue sands, floating away with the dazzling sun.

Shezhi looked happy and laughed.

She trotted up excitedly, her sari fluttering as she spun lightly, turning into countless red butterflies flying with wings, following and entwining in the golden light, and then going away.

Swish! Swish!

The two followed.

…

Outside the city of Kashi.

In a village.

The young blind man [Utama] was standing in a corner of the village.

In front of him was a group of barefoot children, blinking their big eyes, staring at Utama curiously.

“Next, I will tell you the story of the Lord defeating the great demon king with a horse head.”

Utama smiled and shook his head slightly, and said.

“No! No!”

“I have heard your story too many times, it’s boring!”

“Let’s go out. Today, the main temple of Arapatu in Kashi will give out milk porridge. The milk porridge they give out has a sweet taste and tastes better than the milk porridge in other temples in Kashi!”

As they spoke, the group of children shouted happily and ran away.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"Don't go, I have milk porridge too!"

Udoma looked around in panic, waved his hands, and quickly stood up and shouted: "It's okay if you don't want to listen, but the stories of the gods are acts of upholding the Dharma, and are sacred lira. Remember to be respectful to the gods. Not all gods are as kind as my Lord!"

Udoma shouted.

After he could no longer hear the footsteps of these children, he stood up and came to the temple behind him.

The temple is not big!

The windows on all four sides are open.

A light breeze blew in, and mottled light and shadow fell from the window, shining on the three statues.

The stone statue in the middle is more than half a person tall.

The statue looks majestic and handsome, with a majestic body. He holds the vajra in his arms and his cape flutters behind him, looking extremely heroic.

On the right is a three-headed, six-tusked white elephant, with a sturdy and fat body.

On the left is a vigorous divine dog, only half the height of a man, with four paws raised high, showing a running posture.

These three statues were carved by Utama himself, lifelike, and look exactly like the real thing.

Da! Da! Da!

Utama tapped his cane and walked into the temple with great familiarity.

"Strange!"

"The milk porridge in the main temple of Aravastu is indeed delicious, and there is a sweet taste of fruit. It must be added with something."

Utama frowned and held the cane, thinking.

He doubted that the main temple of Aravastu had a secret recipe for milk porridge.

Utama was full of doubts.

But he just shook his head, slowly came to the statue, put his hands together, and began to praise.

"Om~"

"Praise to Lord Indra!"

"Om~ Praise to Lord Indra!"

[Udama] smiled faintly and praised quietly.

Swish! Swish!

The next moment, two rays of light emerged, revealing the figures of Indra and Shechi.

At this time, the two stood outside the temple.

Although they were just standing there, people passing by in the village could not see their figures, and all walked by on their own.

"Is this here?"

Shechi blinked and looked at the temple in front of him curiously.

"Yeah!"

Indra nodded slightly and walked in with a smile.

Shechi followed closely behind.

The two figures were invisible. As they walked, the footprints left on the soft ground flashed a faint golden light under the shining light, and a sacred light emerged.

It foreshadowed the arrival of the sacred!

Tap tap tap!

The two entered the temple.

Indra saw Udama praying in the temple at a glance.

Shechi's eyes flickered, looking straight at the lifelike statue of Indra.

Under her veil.

Her lips slightly pursed, revealing a lovely smile.

"The best vajra holder who is proficient in pestle fighting, small but also very cute!"

Shezhi laughed softly.

As soon as the voice fell, Indra raised his eyebrows.

Did he just hear something strange!

Yutama was also startled at this time.