Chapter 878 Wizard Zhu Tang
"Don't look, don't speak..."
Aiwass nodded with interest: "Mr. Mu and Zhu Tang Wizard... May Sizhu bless you."
It sounded like a very memorable feature, but he didn't know these two people.
To put it the other way around, at least they are not BOSSes, so at least they cannot be very dangerous people.
Zhu Tang closed his eyes, placed his right hand on his chest, and nodded slightly as a casual greeting. He then said in a slightly awkward dialect, "Thank you, Mr.
That was not the etiquette of the Taichu people, but the etiquette within the Helasar cultural circle.
Aiwass switched to the Taichu language: "Are you two coming from Anxi?"
It was the first time he had seen a Primordial Man, which made Aiwas very excited.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Tang's face suddenly showed astonishment.
His eyeballs moved, as if he wanted to open them to see. But in the end, he remained closed, his tone becoming surprised and high-pitched: "Sir, you can speak Taichu language? You are quite knowledgeable."
Compared to Aiwass, his Taichu language is not very standard, with some Nanjing dialect mixed in.
Aiwass listened, but smiled and said, "I understand a little bit, but I'm afraid my expression is not very standard."
He also mixed in some dialect, which made Zhu Tang laugh and become visibly more relaxed.
And when he was relaxed, he had a faint sense of arrogance - it was a sense of confidence that was obviously a result of coming from a big city and being in the same cultural circle.
But just as he was about to say something, he suddenly shuddered and was stunned.
He tapped his right thumb against his other fingers a few times quickly, then said cautiously, "Can I touch your horns, sir?"
He hadn't even opened his eyes, but he knew that Aiwass had grown horns.
Hearing this, Cardinal Galatea suddenly turned around and looked at Aiwass.
She clearly understood Taichu's words, and now she was asking Aiwass if this was appropriate.
"No problem."
Aiwass comforted Galatea, then lowered his head slightly: "Why not."
He then lowered his head slightly. Although the Zhutang wizard couldn't see, he seemed to have a vague sense of something. He felt around briefly and confirmed the antler on Aiwass's forehead, its strange warmth... and the strange feeling of being healed by holding it.
This seemed to startle him, almost as if he had been electrocuted. He immediately stood up and saluted Aiwass - different from the chest-touching salute that Xingti and Narcissus had popularized before. This time he was extremely upright, bowing with both hands in front of him, then kneeling three times, kowtowed three times after each kneeling, and muttered something in a low voice.
That was the ceremony of three bows and nine kowtows - this kind of etiquette was rarely used even for the monarch, and was only used for the emperor and gods.
And Aiwass didn't stop him.
This etiquette is in line with the sacred number of the candlelighter. This is obviously the etiquette for the candlelighter.
Now that he is the son of Sizhu, he can really bear it.
After all, the Nine Pillars are universal. With the exception of the Silver-Crowned Dragon, all of them predate humanity, and every ancient civilization that survives to this day has at least one guardian. It's just that each nation calls them by different names... Their true and honorific names aren't fixed by nature. For example, "Candle Master" and "Twin Mirrors" are names given by the elves, and they also have different names in different places.
For example, the name "sand clock" was given by the elves, while the people of Helasil would call it "hourglass," and the Taichu people would call it Zhuanxu. Although according to Aiwass's understanding and speculation, the Way of Devotion should not be too popular in the Taichu Empire... Taichu should mainly adhere to the Way of Balance, but it is still a pillar god after all.
In the Herasil cultural sphere, the main reason why Sizhu is the Supreme God is not because he opened up the nine source rivers... but because the elves revere him as the Supreme God. The main reason is that the elves are the children of the giant tree, and the giant tree is the apostle of Sizhu.
The Herasil Empire is too close to the Theocracy, and the entire Herasil civilization is basically dependent on the elves, so their naming style, language, culture and beliefs are similar to those of the elves.
But outside the influence circle of the Church, Sizhu is not necessarily the Supreme God.
However, one thing remains constant: nine is the ultimate number, the most sacred number. The principles of sacred numbers brought about by the Nine Pillars of Deity are universally applicable.
After the grand ceremony, the wizard Zhu Tang became obviously much more obedient.
He kept his eyes tightly closed, not daring to open them. Instead, he lowered his head and spoke slowly and word for word in the most standard Taichu dialect possible: "Mr. Mu and I met from Anxi, but we are not from Anxi.
"The Parthians...are suffering, especially lately. It seems they're suffering from a drought, with a severe water shortage and, consequently, even limited food. I saw bodies of people starving to death, exposed in the desert, dried to a horrible state by the wind. I also saw people cannibalizing each other. Even in years of great disaster, this wasn't the case. Yet, these benevolent rulers went so far as to build fountains in the heart of their cities...but anyone who tried to drink or steal the water would be captured, sold into slavery, or used for rituals.
"In Anxi, the words of the good masters are the only law. If you disobey the 'good masters,' you risk being captured and sold as merchandise. If you obey the good masters, you lose your dignity and are forced to commit immoral acts.
"I couldn't stand it, and so did Mr. Mu. So we wanted to help these civilians, at least to keep them alive. But we offended the local philanthropists, and were surrounded. Luckily, we all had skills, so we were able to break out. But we went in the wrong direction in the desert, and it's not easy to go back... so we had no choice but to continue west."
"Do you want to go back?"
Aiwass asked.
Zhu Tang smiled bitterly. "Like fallen leaves returning to their roots, who wouldn't want to go home? Besides, if I don't, something might happen to my family. That's why I wanted to come here... Once I have enough money, I can hire a team to cross the desert and take me back."
Upon hearing this, Aiwass suddenly fell silent.
Zhu Tang continued, "To be honest, I was once a criminal. The emperor exiled me three times, and I ended up in a small border town near Parthia. The winter solstice is the Parthian 'Dark Night Festival,' where they would stay up all night together to endure the 'longest night of the year.' From that day on, each night would be shorter than the previous one, and thus 'everything would be better.'"
"I was invited by a friend of mine to come and watch the ceremony. It was all because of my meddling that I ended up like this."
"If you were given another chance," Cardinal Galatea suddenly asked in a rather archaic Primordial language, "would you still meddle in this matter?"
"……Tube."
After a brief silence, Zhu Tang said firmly, "A gentleman in the world has his actions and his refrains. Turning a blind eye is also unrighteous!"
Although Aiwass didn't know what he encountered, he had a rough idea.
"I see."
Aiwass nodded: "I will help."
He may not have time to go to Taichu, but he will definitely go to the ancient Parthia later.
Wizard Zhu's primary concern was whether he would be ambushed and trapped by the charitable leaders he had offended upon his return—a very real concern. After all, while the charitable leaders might have fought against one another, they were essentially members of the same class. Such "rebellious people" who openly opposed their charitable leaders would likely be publicly exposed and collectively punished.
Even if he was a great wizard who had transcended the Dao, it was still the same. The ancient country of Parthia was very rich and even had powerful people at the fifth level.
Not to mention the fourth energy level...even at the fifth energy level, it is not that easy to fight against the malice of a country.
Not to mention that he is a moral person. A moral person is more restrained in his actions.
...But it must be said that if he wanted to earn money to hire a team to send him back, he probably wouldn't be able to return even after all his family members died. In a situation where all the benevolent masters might be hostile, it would take at least multiple fifth-level powers to send him safely.
The Pope's words might help, but they might not. Especially since Aiwass had already told Cardinal Belisarius to "go for it," the relationship between the Theocracy and the Parthian Empire was likely to deteriorate.
It's really only Aiwass who can help him with this.
But all this is based on the assumption that this relic can be developed normally...
But seeing that the people recruited by Master Chongbo were becoming more and more influential, Aiwass had realized that this relic was probably not that simple.
He has made up his mind—
What kind of purple equipment was dug out from the ruins this time was secondary.
The main task is to protect these people... and not let any of them be killed.
It seems difficult.
But for the Eternal Pope, this is not difficult.
"We'll be leaving tomorrow," Aiwass said, looking at the people, raising his hand and offering a calming blessing. "Get some rest tonight, everyone."
Before they knew it, Aiwass, who joined last, became the captain of the team.
(End of this chapter)
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