Eggboy's antics completely stunned the grasshopper spirit.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Young Master Chang Jie, you... you're not practicing the Master's 'Tao,' but rather those things from foreign monks?!"
Among the older generation of "people" among the grasshopper spirits, they did not understand what missionaries were, and simply called them foreign monks.
Faced with the grasshopper spirit's "questioning," Chang Jie still appeared listless and weak.
After taking out a small mirror and looking at himself for a while, he finally answered, "The master said, 'Stones from other mountains can be used to polish jade.' There are many paths to cultivation in the world, but many of them are detours."
"However, even detours have lessons we can learn from them."
"So the gentleman gave me this book so I could read it whenever I had free time, especially when I couldn't sleep."
Given the grasshopper spirit's level of cultivation and mindset, it's clear that he cannot immediately "learn from the lessons of others."
However, since it was said by the gentleman, it must be correct.
If anything is wrong, it is the world that is wrong; in any case, the master is absolutely never wrong.
"Oh, I see... Young Master Chang Jie, I haven't been getting enough rest lately either. Could I borrow your book to read?"
"Oh right, is it written in foreign language or our own language? If it's in foreign language, I can't understand it. We're not foreign grasshoppers."
Chang Jie, always a helpful and obedient boy, immediately tossed the Bible in his hand to the grasshopper spirit upon hearing this.
"Don't worry, you'll understand it all."
"This book is about Mr. fighting with several birdmen with six pairs of wings... He beat up those birdmen, and the birdmen, scared of being beaten, paid him 'ransom'."
"It's said that it was written by an older brother who was nailed to a piece of wood and died, using his mental power, so everyone can understand it."
"Oh, that's good, that's good." The grasshopper spirit was a country bumpkin, uncultured, and didn't understand the "terrifying" meaning in Chang Jie's words.
Upon hearing this, Li Mao, who had just woken up, forgot all about his dead wife and children and asked with tears in his eyes.
"Egg, Egg Boy... Egg Boss, that guy you mentioned who was nailed to the ground... that old man, could he be called Jesus?!"
Upon hearing this, Chang Jie looked thoughtful, then nodded deeply: "That's what the gentleman said, but I can't remember exactly."
Li Mao: "......"
"Hey, old grasshopper sage, could you lend me this book for a few days?"
"It's said...it's said this book can bring people back to life, just like in the movie 'The Scorpion King'..."
At this point, Li Mao suddenly stopped and abandoned his plan to borrow the book.
This guy was reminded of his grandfather, Li Lianying, the old man—wasn't it because he was preaching that he couldn't be reincarnated?
It also prevented the neighbors from being reincarnated.
It seems that those Western gadgets are useless on our land; they're just empty shells.
Just as Li Mao was feeling discouraged, he suddenly saw the Bible emitting a milky white light.
The light writhed and slowly spread, actually dispelling the deathly aura wherever it went.
What shocked the grasshopper spirit and Li Mao the most was that when the white light enveloped a dead sparrow, the sparrow actually came back to life!
After kicking its legs a few times, it suddenly flew up.
It hovered above the dumbfounded Li Mao's head and even pooped on him—how rare!
If the grasshopper spirit hadn't pushed Li Mao, he would have fallen into Li Mao's gaping mouth, which was wide open in surprise.
"No, really?! Is it that amazing?!"
"But why can't my grandfather be reincarnated because he was a missionary? And why can't my wish be granted?!"
The one who answered Li Mao and the grasshopper spirit's questions was Chang Jie, who was pricking the blister on his lip with a needle.
"Why else? Because of you, sir."
"Turn to the last page of the book and look; the teacher's handwriting is on it."
"Is that so? Your calligraphy, sir?!" Upon hearing this, the grasshopper spirit wanted to immediately flip through it, but after hesitating, she quickly put down the Bible and ran back to her room to bathe and change.
Matters involving my husband must be handled with extreme caution.
You should know... you should know that this gentleman is the most powerful "god" in terms of "or"!
No, that's not right either. Even including the "dead" immortals, the Master is still the most powerful!
After the grasshopper spirit cleaned itself with a steel wool pad and returned, it was astonished to find words on the last page of the Bible.
The characters are strong and vigorous, like swimming dragons, and they are writing something similar to a couplet:
First line: If I say you can, you can; even if you can't, you still can.
The second line reads: If I say you can't do it, then you can't; even if you can, you can't
Horizontal inscription: The Nine Tripods of the Divine Land, the rest are barbarians.
Seeing all this, the grasshopper spirit suddenly understood: it turned out that the master had given the book a "pass," which was why it was able to display its magical abilities.
Otherwise... it's just Chang Jie's hypnotic reading material.
Upon realizing this, the grasshopper felt even greater admiration for the gentleman: Could it be... could it be that the gentleman had foreseen everything that would happen today, and that's why he gave this foreign monk's scripture to Young Master Chang Jie in advance?!
Seemingly having guessed what the grasshopper spirit was thinking, Chang Jie spoke up while puffing on his cigarette.
“I don’t think so, because the gentleman wouldn’t concern himself with such trivial matters.”
"That's not right either. Sir, you are merciful. You said that life is the most important thing."
"But given his current status, he wouldn't deliberately interfere with human karma."
"Don't overthink the grasshoppers. My husband gave me a lot of similar things as toys; they're all kept in their eggshells."
The grasshopper spirit, being well-versed in human relationships, naturally wouldn't refute Chang Jie.
He nodded and pleaded, "Young Master Chang, please read this foreign monk's sutra a little longer."
"Look, if you don't recite it, the white light will shrink back, and the town is still doomed."
“Okay, I’ll recite it if it can save lives, and I’ll recite it for as long as I want.” Chang Jie was obedient and kind, and immediately did as he was told.
"Arielua, arielua... Holy crap, arielua..."
This "Holy crap!" wasn't from any scripture; it meant Chang Jie had burned his mouth with a cigarette butt again...
As soon as the recitation began, the white light indeed gradually expanded.
It first enveloped the area near the paper-making shop, and then spread into the town.
Wherever they went, the plants and trees indeed came back to life, and the small animals also came back to life.
Seeing that the Bible, which the gentleman had permitted, was indeed effective, the grasshopper spirit and Li Mao danced with excitement.
"Oh, that's wonderful! Young Master Chang Jie, please continue reading!"
"Old Immortal... Old Grasshopper, I reckon that if you chant for another hour, everyone in the town will come back to life!"
So, amidst the cheers and shouts of encouragement from the grasshopper spirit and Li Mao, and driven by his good intentions, Chang Jie forced himself to cheer up and sing loudly.
"Hallelujah, ouch, it's too hot to eat... Holy crap, hallulujah..."
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