No, Buddy, Is This Sand Sculpture Really a God?

"When we get here, young man, it's ten yuan in total." Jiang Yi was stunned for a moment. Where did he get the money and he didn't have a mobile phone. Suddenly he pointed toward the sky and said, "Look, there is a saint wearing red pants flying in the sky!" The driver looked up at the sky. There was no cloud in the sky, not even a bird. Where did the saint wearing red pants come from? Also, which saint would wear red pants outside? The driver turned his head and found that Jiang Yi had run away. As he ran, he shouted: "Master, I will pay you back if I have money!" The driver was furious and yelled: "You little bastard, don't let the labor and management catch you. If you get caught, I'll give you something good to eat!" "Jiang Yi, the driver said he wanted to treat us to some fruit, why don't we go back?" Goudan was attracted by the good fruit. "Haha, I'll give you some good fruit to eat tonight." Jiang Yi rolled his eyes. "Really? Great! You've got good fruit to eat." Goudan's delighted voice came. Jiang Yi suddenly didn't want to talk to Goudan anymore. He was a pure fool. If all demons had such virtues, then they would still be afraid of the chicken-feathered demons invading him. With Goudan's IQ, Jiang Yi can deceive eighty people a day! Is this guy really a god? (This is a story about a silly god and a silly host who likes to play tricks.)