Zhang Lang laughed when he heard this.

I really admire Hans. It is a very good study of Chinese culture that a foreigner can distinguish Chinese spoken language.

"Hans! If you want to make the pool bigger, it is impossible to ask God! This is China, not God's territory. If you go to the main hall to give the ancestors of Sanqingdao and pray devoutly, the pool might become bigger."

"China Zhang! This joke is not funny at all! God is just a belief, a beautiful wish!" When it comes to faith, Hans became serious.

In fact, most people abroad do not believe in the existence of gods and immortals. Belief is more of a kind of sustenance to the soul.

Their faith is a very rational belief. Maybe they go to worship every week! It seems very pious, but if you discuss with them whether God exists.

They will tell you very seriously, just like Hans, that there are no gods in the world.

Zhang Lang also said seriously: "I don't know whether your God exists or not! But our Xilong Villa is blessed by gods! Gods and immortals really exist!"

"Impossible! Gods are just a beautiful imagination for people! They are the sustenance of the soul! They only exist in our hearts!" Hans argued loudly: "You said there are gods, where are the gods? How do you? Prove that gods exist?"

"Proof? Very good proof! Didn't you want a bigger pool just now? As long as you go to Sanqing Temple to snatch an incense stick and pray devoutly, you will see the results soon!"

"Impossible! I'm a Catholic!"

"Mr. Hans, you don't believe that God exists anyway, so what's the point of trying it out! Otherwise, let's make a bet! If I can't prove that God exists, I will give you ten million US dollars! If God exists, as long as you give your faith!"

"Ten million US dollars?! China Zhang, I can't understand what you are trying to do this?"

"Haha! I am the descendant of Taoism, a booked Taoist priest! I am also for the faith in my heart! Like the pastors in your country, it is my duty to spread the glory of God!" Zhang Lang said with a pious look on his face.

"Okay! I'll take this bet to prove you're right!"

The temptation of 10 million US dollars is still very great. Hans traveled thousands of miles to China and came to a small mountain village, and the green US dollars were at work.

As for what you like beautiful China and love this mysterious land, just talk and listen.

If Zhang Lang didn't give Hans enough US dollars, Hans wouldn't stay in Xilong Villa for a day.

"What should I do now?"

"It's very simple. You just need to go to the Sanqing Palace, sautumn an ​​incense stick, and then pray devoutly. The gods in Xilong Villa can be said to be answered for every request!"

"Ok!"

Hans didn't want to continue to have meaningless arguments with Zhang Lang. He wanted to use facts to defeat Zhang Lang's remarks and earn ten million US dollars by the way.

As for whether Zhang Lang can afford 10 million US dollars, Hans is not worried at all. In order to make Hans work, Ye Xiaoxian revealed Zhang Lang's background slightly.

Tell Hans that Zhang Lang is also one of the company's shareholders.

Zhang Lang led Hans into the Sanqing Palace and guided him to start burning incense and praying.

Just now, Taoist Qingyuan heard the conversation between Zhang Lang and Hans. Taoist Qingyuan blushed at Zhang Lang's deception. He had been a god for hundreds of years. It was the first time he saw someone who would like to attract believers like this.

He glared at Zhang Lang and began to close his eyes. Although his apprentice was a bit unreliable, he could not destroy his apprentice's position as a master.

I have to make this happen.

Zhang Lang communicated with Taoist Master Qingyuan with his spiritual sense and told Taoist Master Qingyuan about his thoughts.

Xilong Mountain has long been refined by Taoist Master Qingyuan. It is still easy to change the terrain and build a large pool.

Soon, before Hans finished praying, Master Qingyuan created a pool of three or four hundred square meters on a platform halfway up the mountain, and directly changed the water veins and let the spring water penetrate into the pool along the rocks.

As soon as Hans finished praying, a muffled thunder came to mind in the air, which scared Hans.

"Mr. Hans! The sky is thunderous, this is the god who responds to your prayers!" Zhang Lang said to Hans with a smile.

"real?"

Hans got up and ran out, and ran to the side courtyard to check if the pool had become larger.

When he arrived at the side courtyard, Hans was in a good mood and couldn't help laughing. Zhang from China lost, and there was no change in the water pool.

"China Zhang! Look! I said, gods do not exist! The thunder just now was just the sound of cloud collision! It was just a coincidence!"

Zhang Lang shrugged and smiled and said, "Okay! Maybe your demands are not clear enough, and there is some deviation, but no matter what, I lost. I will ask Mr. Ye to transfer it to you by 10 million!"

"China Zhang! I must admire your mentality for being really good! You can still laugh if you lose 10 million US dollars."

"Haha! What can I do if I don't laugh? Do I cry? You'll want that ten million US dollars?"

"No! This is impossible! We Germans value the spirit of contract the most!"

Just kidding that this is 10 million US dollars. It is good for him to be the world's top designer, but his annual income is only about one million US dollars, and 10 million US dollars is equivalent to his ten years of income. How could he give up?

At most, I will work harder when working for him.

"That's fine! Well, let's not discuss this sad topic. If you don't plan to stay on the mountain for dinner, it's time to go down the mountain!"

The two walked down the steps to the mountain.

As soon as he reached the hillside, Hans screamed, "God! What's going on? When I came, I didn't remember there was a pool here!"

"Yes! I swear, I've walked this road thousands of times. There was neither this platform nor a pool here before!" Zhang Lang also shouted in a pretentious manner.

A platform with more than half an acre of land suddenly appeared in front of the two. There was a huge pool on the flat head, and the gurgling mountain springs seeped out from Shiya and gathered in the pool.

"Hans! How did you pray just now?"

"I...I mean I hope the gods can give the villagers of Xilong Villa a large pool as a source of water!"

"That's right! I'll just say it! How could the gods not respond!" Zhang Lang clapped his hands.

Holding down his smile, he continued to say seriously: "Look! It's because you didn't describe it clearly! You only said that you were given a large pool in the village! You didn't say that you set up a large pool in somewhere! This god put the pool in this place!"

"Bang!"

Hans slapped himself in a big mouth, turned around and ran up the mountain.

"Mr. Hans! What are you doing?"

"O God! I just said bad things about the gods."
Chapter completed!