Give Me the Name of God

The stall owner is a man in his thirties, with curly black hair, a pair of dark green eyes, and a mask that looks like an eyepatch. He has a strong accent from the south of mainland China. He speaks in a cadence, just like singing, and has a unique sense of rhythm and rhythm.

You have taken a fancy to this stone statue? You have a good eye! The stall owner walked up to Manda, picked up the stone statue, touched it twice, and said slowly, Hestia has a different kind of beauty. Only people who are different can appreciate it.”

It turned out to be Hestia, the kitchen god, and Manda thought it was Demeter, the harvest goddess. He had always been vague about the image of the god.

No matter whose statue it is, you must accept it if you can, it is a priceless treasure.

How much is it? Manda asked again.

Don't be so impatient, tell me, what do you like about her?

I like her simplicity and gentleness. Manda said casually.

That's not a decent reason. This arrogant and artistic stall owner didn't seem to be easy to fool.

Just tell me how much it is, don't you want to do business?

If I can't find a suitable owner for my goods, I would rather not do this business.

What a strange businessman. If Manda hadn't wanted this statue so much, he would have been too lazy to talk nonsense to him.

After pondering for a long time, Manda remembered Quinta's words praising Hestia. He couldn't remember many of the sentences. He only remembered that Kunta said that the most special thing about Hestia is silence, just like this statue, her eyes are Slightly bowed, with an imperceptible smile, making people seem to be integrated into her quiet state of mind in an instant.

I like, like her tranquility. If I can have a warm home, I hope that after every prayer, under her gaze, I can quietly feel the sweetness of the food and quietly enjoy the care of the goddess. Quietly enjoy the grace bestowed upon me by the goddess.”

The stall owner was silent for a moment, barely satisfied with Manda's answer, and then offered a price: This statue costs three gold coins. I want to remind you that it does not have any magical functions, but I am sure that it has received divine light. The illumination, as you said, can give you a peaceful beauty, and I believe that beauty must come from the goddess.

Three gold coins are really not expensive. The real price of this statue is even more than three hundred gold coins. Manda was about to take out her money bag when she saw the stall owner taking out another statue from the wooden box.

Hephaestus, it's a little ugly. Do you want this statue?

God of fire and craftsman, today's harvest is too great, Manda nodded vigorously, but the stall owner's exam is not over yet.

It's so ugly, why do you want it?

Manda remembered the sentences in the Theogony and said in the deepest tone: It is not the gods that are ugly, but the eyes of the world.

But Aphrodite also betrayed Him.

God also makes mistakes. If He is given another chance, I believe He will never let His husband down.

Gods are fallible. One of the characteristics of the ancient gods is that they were human and it would not be blasphemous to point out their mistakes.

This sentence touched the stall owner. He pushed up the mask on his face and said softly: Two stone statues cost five gold coins.

She was so lucky that the same luck could appear twice in succession. However, including the drink money given by Dunison, Manda only had three and a half gold coins on her body. How could she miss such a good opportunity?

Please wait a moment. I'm going to borrow some money from a friend. Manda was just about to go find the Fat Knight when she suddenly saw the stall owner's wooden box. Would there be any surprises there?

Are there any other stone statues? I want them all.

The stall owner smiled and took out the third stone statue from the wooden box: There is another one, Hermes, do you want it?

Who are you talking about? Manda couldn't believe her ears.

The stall owner frowned: Don't use that blasphemous tone. I'm talking about Hermes, the patron saint of merchants and travelers and the messenger of the gods.

I want it, I want it, I have to have this. Manda couldn't control his emotions, and he stretched out his hand to grab the stone statue.

The stall owner drew back his hand and said with a smile: How much do you think the stone statue of Hermes is worth?

Manda remembered a fable she had read when she was studying, and blurted out: If I buy those two stone statues, can this stone statue be given to me?

As soon as the words fell, Manda rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, fell to the ground and twitched. He was sanctioned by Hermes.

During the sanction, Hermes gave him two oracles: first, that the story was false, and second, that He hated the story.

Seeing Manda suddenly fall to the ground, the stall owner was startled, and the fat knight Stanley also came over.

Mr. Poet, what did you do to my friend?

The stall owner's nickname was Poet. Poet waved his hands repeatedly and said, I didn't do anything, and your friend suddenly fell down.

After twitching for a while, Manda got up and asked, How much does this statue cost?

Perhaps because of his liking for Manda's temperament, or perhaps because of his fear of the knight, the stall owner showed rare generosity.

As you said, for five gold coins, I sold the two stone statues to you, and this is a gift.

That's not possible! Manda shook her head desperately, I'll give you six gold coins, two gold coins for each stone statue.

The stall owner looked at Manda in surprise, then saw Manda turn to the fat knight and said: Sir Stanley, can you lend me three gold coins?

I never lend money to others, Stanley shook his head and smiled, But I also don't like owing favors to others. You helped me save sixty gold coins, so you deserve 10% of the reward.

Manda looked down and saw that Stanley had already put on the belt. He only spent thirty gold coins.

Stanley gave Manda six gold coins, and Manda passed it on to the stall owner, bought three stone statues, and went to the Witch stall owner to buy some herbs for treating trauma.

After leaving the black market, Stanley sent Manda back to the tavern. After drinking two glasses of wine, Stanley gave Manda a piece of advice: Don't leave the tavern easily before the New Year. Sergeant Campora has been punished and is planning to vent his anger to you.

Who is Sergeant Campora?

He is the God's Punishment Warrior who fought against you, and you broke his battle axe. He is a non-commissioned officer of the God's Punishment Army.

The God's Punishment Army is the army of God's Punisher. Unexpectedly, that guy turned out to be a soldier.

Won't he come to the tavern to cause trouble for me?

Stanley pointed to the flag on the door: No matter how arrogant he is, he cannot change the rules of survival after all. This is Niujiao Town, and Viscount Gaisak is the master here.

Stanley left the tavern, and Worm hurried down from upstairs.

Have you bought the herbs?

Manda handed the herb to Worm. Worm smelled it, nodded and said, The quality is very good. Didn't you let that knight see it? I remember old Yaman once said that herbal medicine is illegal and can attract people. A fatal disaster.

Manda lowered her eyes and said, Why didn't I hear you talk about these things before I left?

I didn't think of it at the time. Worm took the herbs and hurried to the kitchen. Toca went to help Worm, leaving Ogg sitting alone in the corner of the hall, ignored.

Manda handed him two packets of herbal medicine: This is medicine for treating trauma. Eat one packet and sprinkle one on the wound. I don't have such a kind heart. You can take care of yourself.

Ogg took the herb, lowered his head and said: Thank you, I can't take care of the mother and son, so I can only return them to you. I will leave tonight.

Where are you going?

The great prophet told me that dreams are in the distance, and I am about to embark on a journey of spiritual practice.

Manda shrugged, ignored Ogg, found a deserted place, opened the Jurassic Dragon Island and put the three stone statues in.

That night, Ogg left quietly. Tokar cried for a long time. He repeatedly said that Ogg was a good man and begged Manda to keep him.

Manda was too lazy to explain that he was a good person and I was not a bad person, and it was not me who drove him away.

Early the next morning, Ogg crawled back to the tavern with bruises all over his body. Manda said: Is the journey of spiritual practice over?

Ogg pointed to the door and said: There is a madman outside. If he sees me, he will chase me. If he catches up, he will beat him. The great prophet told me that if I don't come back here, I will definitely be beaten to death by him!

Manda gritted his teeth and said, The door is closed.