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The answer was expected, the thought process clear, and he could understand human speech, yet he seemed enchanted.
"Then why did the deity send you to Jingjing City?"
Because...
The man paused after saying just two words, looking at Chi Chen'an with suspicion. The deity had instructed him not to reveal any information about God's Descendant to strangers before finding them.
Chi Chen'an assessed the man's dusty face and changed his approach. "What should I call you, sir?"
The man replied irritably, "Zhao Qing."
"Oh, then I'll call you Zhao Uncle. Although we are strangers, I'm not a bad person. Do you see this badge? It's issued by the Government; I specialize in catching criminals."
"Look at your disheveled state; it must have been tough on your journey. How about I find a place for you to freshen up and have a good meal first?"
Upon seeing the badge, Zhao Qing's expression relaxed a bit. However, when he heard Chi Chen'an's suggestion, he waved his hand and said, "No, no! The deity has given me tasks that aren't finished yet; how can I indulge myself?"
"How can this be called indulgence? I see that Buddhists and believers bathe and change clothes before praying to show respect. Although I haven't seen the deity you mentioned, I believe respect is universal. It would be better to clean yourself up before meeting God's Descendant."
Zhao Qing hesitated but soon shook his head again. "No, no! The deity said to hurry; if I'm late, God's Descendant might be in danger!"
Mentioning danger made Zhao Qing anxious. "It's all your fault for chasing me! How long will this delay me?"
Chi Chen'an quickly reassured him, "It's my fault. To make up for my mistake, Zhao Uncle, how about I call for a carriage to take you to find someone?"
"No, no!" Zhao Qing waved his hand again. "We can't take a carriage; the deity said we must bow three times and knock our heads nine times."
"Uncle, you didn't come from Pengzhou doing that, did you?"
Zhao Qing sighed. "Well, I should have done it that way originally, but saving lives is more important. The deity calculated a good location right here in Jingjing City; I just need to start bowing and knocking my head from that spot."
"Where is that location you're talking about?"
As soon as Zhao Qing heard this question, he became furious again. "The deity showed me a picture in my mind! Wasn't I just looking for it? You startled me! After running so far, I'm all confused now and have to waste time searching again."
"Don't worry, Zhao Uncle; I'm familiar with Jingjing City. Just describe that picture to me, and I'll help you find it."
Hearing that someone was willing to help him find the way, Zhao Qing immediately began describing the image in his mind. The image wasn't flat; it was actually a real scene. Zhao Qing's description was rather abstract, but Chi Chen'an managed to extract several key points from it—Zhao Uncle was looking for the entrance of the Confucian Temple.
The Confucian Temple was a gathering place for scholars and intellectuals; outside it were many small vendors eyeing business opportunities. Its most notable feature was simply the crowd.
Not only did Chi Chen'an provide guidance, but he also accompanied Zhao Qing under the pretense of protecting the citizens. This earned him several praises from Zhao Qing: "What a good young man!"
On the way, Chi Chen'an asked many questions about the gods.
"Uncle Zhao, what do you mean by gods? I've never seen one and I'm curious. Can you tell me about it?"
"Alright, let me explain it to you properly!"
As soon as the topic of gods came up, Zhao Qing's demeanor changed entirely; his eyes were filled with reverence and gratitude. This story goes back more than ten years. In our village, there was a young man who excelled in his studies. He went to Jingjing City and earned the title of Second Place Scholar. When he returned home in glory, it caused a sensation throughout Pengzhou City.
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