Poor Brand has only accepted two and a half-believers of the Lord over the past year. It’s not that people don’t believe in the Lord, but that they feel that two gods suddenly appear under this sky, and they can’t accept it in their hearts at first, so they naturally chose to nourish the Buddha under this sky, and threw another foreign Lord behind their heads.

The first disciple was Ayong, the man whom he snatched back from the demon. In fact, Ayong agreed with the Buddha more in his heart than the Lord in Brand's mouth. Out of repaying kindness, Ayong devoted himself to the Lord's disciple.

The second one is Duanmu Xiong. Since he came back from Tubo, he has not only gone to see the White Wolf King who is increasingly content with the status quo and is regarded as a stallion. He is always absent-minded. Once, Brand came back from a medical treatment around him and met Duanmu Xiong who was staring blankly on the slope.

"Father Bu, can the Lord help me forget someone?"

"My child, the Lord warns us to love the Lord your God with all our hearts, souls and minds, and to love the Lord your God, and secondly, to love others as oneself."

"It seems that the Lord and Buddha are both selfish. Your so-called doctrine makes us love God and respect Buddha. If we have problems ourselves, we will eventually solve them ourselves. So what's the point of I believe in you?"

Brand replied cleverly: "The Lord is actually very busy. In your words, it is 'All the kings under the world are kings, and all the kings in the world are kings. People all over the world are making wishes to him almost at all times. Some unstable people even change these wishes every day. If you are the Lord, what should you do?"

"Get lots."

"Is that fair to those who have made wishes first? Actually, I may have had many wishes to the Lord over the years, but I have never been fulfilled. You will definitely ask me why I still believe in this for so many years? Just because when I looked back many years, I can't remember all the memories of wishes from a distance. Maybe this is the main thing. When he found that we didn't care so much about our past persistence, he took away all the wishes we made. In my opinion, he is more like a poor worm who always follows us to wipe our butts. So as long as you think about this, the Lord is nothing great. He is actually the shadow in our hearts."

Duanmu Xiong has been following Brand as his follower since then, but he would be muttered by him every night before going to bed. At first, he didn't think anything was wrong, but then it made Duanmu Xiong a little miserable. Brand's skeleton was already big, and he stood side by side with Brand. He was a head shorter than Brand. Every time they came back to the gathering point of the Tubo people around him, Brand, who had no legs and feet, had to stop and rest for a long time. Duanmu Xiong knew that he would not rush back to Gangcha City before dark. They were likely to be eaten by the wild wolves that were secretly following around him at night. Duanmu Xiong had no choice but to carry the heavy Brand on his back. When they returned to Gangcha City, Duanmu Xiong was already exhausted and had only half his life left.

"Master, can't you find a place with a smoother road to preach? Then I can at least drive a mule cart, and we will come and go easily and enjoy it. You can also order me the scriptures."

Brand took out the booklet he called the Bible and continued to fly around like a buzzing fly as usual in the confused and groggy Duanmuxiong's ear.

In the following days, Brand was still stubbornly continuing to treat and preach in a low-lying area with a huge gap from Gangcha. Because they were about to come back that day, Duanmuxiong could not drive a mule cart, so he had to work hard to continue to work hard in front of Brand's mule.

"I'm afraid you can no longer remember the shadow in your heart?" Looking at Duanmu Xiong who could fall asleep while listening to the Bible, Brand smiled and continued to say to himself: "Actually, I am your Lord. I have helped you take away the memory in your heart for the time being. You are also my Lord. I have you with you to have the opportunity to go to that place to preach."

Half of them is Jiumo Xuankong, the host of the Golden Buddha Temple where Brand is both a teacher and a friend. On the first day of every month, the two always chat in Brand's empty house for a long time, but Jiumo Xuankong was worried when he came today.

"I confess to your Lord today. Your only disciple, Ayong, ran to me to listen to Zen today."

"The Lord taught us to love people and God, and did not let us restrain their hearts and beliefs. He did so and followed his truest thoughts. People have the right to choose. I respect his choice. If he is willing to continue to come here to receive the gift one day, I also welcome his lost little lamb."

"Look at your tone, you still have resentment towards me."

"I am not the Lord, nor God. I am a living person. Why can't I have some joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness?"

"I'll discuss something with you today. If you don't want to, just pretend that I haven't mentioned it. If you want to, just give me some words of pleasure."

"What's the matter?"

"I see that your place is empty, and my place is really too crowded. Look, we have been neighbors for so long, why don't we tear down the wall between us and put a bamboo curtain in the middle? When I preach the Zen scriptures, I will lend you the place for use. At the same time, you can see if you can cover your Lord with a piece of black cloth at that time. It seems that your Lord and our Buddha face to face are not good for both parties, and it is like a striking stage. You don't have to worry about the black cloth. I will arrange for the people below to do this. Don't worry, one day you have more believers, I will also move my side to you for use, and I will also cover the Buddha with black cloth."

"You have a game called chess here. Chess pieces on both sides of the Chu River and Han Realms will never be able to live in harmony. Just like after the 'General' and 'Ship' are on the same line, you will either die or I die. Your Buddha and my Lord are on the central axis from north to south. If you really tear down the only wall that prevents conflict between them, are you not afraid that the two of them will fight in heaven? You must know that those who suffer like that are the world."

"Amitabha, why don't you move your master into a nest?"

Jiumo Xuankong was immediately swept out by Brand, but the two still had a meeting every month similar to the two major religions that ended up in an unhappy manner in order to compete for a place.

"Brand, how are you doing recently?" When Wu Yonglin appeared at the door, Brand seemed to find something wrong. Jiumo Xuankong had just left. Why did he come again? Could it be that he is here to tear down the wall to be a lobbyist?

"No, Buddha is bullying my Lord."

Brand's face was embarrassed and told Wu Yonglin all the way through the whole story, Wu Yonglin had already laughed out loud.

"How about this, I'll give you an idea, lend me somewhere to you, and I'll help you develop your believers at that time."
Chapter completed!