Chapter 267: The Ins and Outs (Part II)

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Chapter 267: The Ins and Outs (Part II)

Except for Xu Changqing, none of the people around him understood what Moses was saying, but they could still tell from Moses' expression that he was preventing Guan Zheng from telling Xu Changqing the reason for his trip. At this time, Moses also flashed the puzzled looks on everyone's faces, knowing that he had made a mistake in his busy work and used the wrong language, so he hurriedly repeated what he had just said in English, and Luo Xuan translated it to the Guan family.

Seeing that the subject objected, Guan Zheng couldn't go on, smiled bitterly, and thanked Xu Changqing, but Xu Changqing turned his head and looked at Moses for a long time, and said with a smile: "Xu is very strange, I talked to Brother Guan just now in Huaxia language, and Moses Prophet seems to be able to understand it, could it be that the prophet also understands my Huaxia language?"

Hearing Xu Changqing's words, the faces of everyone around him were all stunned, and their eyes were invariably focused on Moses's body, and even Guan Poming opened his one-eye wide and stared at Moses. Obviously, they didn't know that Moses could understand the Chinese language, and they must have said something they shouldn't have said in front of Moses before, so there were a lot of uncertainties in their cooperation. On the other hand, Guanxi was also speechless for a while, not knowing how to explain, and the atmosphere in the cabin seemed to be a little solidified.

"I—I can swear to the Lord in the name of Moses that I, Moses, the Song of Solomon, will never speak Chinese. Moses quickly calmed down, explained in English, and with a solemn expression: "Just now, I just deduced from your expressions and movements when you spoke, just like now." ā€

Although Moses swore an oath, Guan Poming and the others remained skeptical, but the atmosphere eased a little, and both sides were considering how to position the relationship between them.

For Moses, Xu Changqing has neither a bad feeling nor a good feeling. Previously, in Su Chawei's shop, he appeared as Moses' henchman who had infiltrated the shop, and he also sensed the murderous intent against him from that man. At that time, as long as he asked a question that should not be asked, or Su Chawei said something that should not be said, the scimitar that the man held in his hand that was about to be drawn could be put on their necks. Although such an attack did not pose much threat to him or to Suchawei, it was clear that this hermit covenant sect was definitely not a good religion, and the prophet Moses was not a good man.

Seeing Moses' swearing, Xu Changqing felt that his demeanor was a little too determined, and carefully recalled his appearance after he got on the boat. Suddenly, a bold guess appeared in Xu Changqing's mind, and there was a hint of surprise on his face, he looked at Moses, and said tentatively: "Interesting, really interesting! Maybe you really don't know Huaxia as you said, but judging from your behavior just now, you can indeed understand our words, plus your identity and where you come from." In this case, there is only one possibility, an extremely small possibility. ā€

Hearing Xu Changqing's words slowly, the eyes of the surrounding people focused on Moses again, and Moses' unconcealable inner changes were completely displayed on his face full of surprise, and he seemed to feel that Xu Changqing might already know his secret.

"Looks like I guessed right. Xu Changqing saw Moses' expression, and the surprise on his face immediately turned into curiosity and excitement. He didn't pay any attention to the eyes of the people around him, stood up, walked up to Moses, and casually struck out a force to break through Moses's blindfolds, revealing his true face, and then carefully looked him up and down as if he were looking at something rare. Xu Changqing's unbridled and curious gaze made Moses seem a little annoyed, but he seemed to see Xu Changqing's hidden strength, so he had concerns and didn't dare to resist, so he could only sit there stiffly, his shoulders shaking from anger. Although Guan Poming and Luo Xuan on the side were suspicious and didn't know why, they still made actions that matched their current identities and stood on both sides of Moses to separate Xu Changqing.

Luo Xuan said coldly: "Your Excellency seems to have gone too far!"

"Hmph! The ninth-rate idlers of this generation are too bad!" Guan Poming glared at Xu Changqing contemptuously, and sneered: "Could it be that you still have that kind of habit of breaking sleeves, if so, you will really show your face to the ninth-rate!"

Moses seemed to be able to understand the meaning of Guan Po's words, and immediately shifted his angry gaze to the old man, and some reproaches the old man did not hold back.

"Senior, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense!" Xu Changqing didn't care about Guan Poming's ridicule, he seemed to have seen enough, he chuckled and retreated, sat in his original position, pointed at Moses, and said slowly: "The reason why I am like this is because this person can be said to be a rare thing in the world, and his preciousness is no less than that of the extinct Flood Desolation Divine Beast in my Huaxia. ā€

"What?" Hearing Xu Changqing's words, everyone was shocked and looked at Moses with curiosity, and Moses' still a little childish face looked a little pale.

Xu Changqing knew that he had aroused everyone's curiosity, so he continued: "There is a passage in the mythology of the Western Church that describes the rise and fall of a perfect and prosperous world, when all the people in the world spoke the same language, and people of all races gathered together, and they exchanged each other's knowledge, and found the essence of themselves in the knowledge, so that they began to doubt the existence of the Almighty God in the West. In order to confirm their ideas, they concentrated all their efforts to build a tower of Babel, hoping to get close to God and find out God's hidden secrets. When God knew of it, he sensed the danger and immediately sent angels down to disturb their language, and set fire to the Tower of Babel, destroying all the races that built it. ā€

"Ridiculous!" Guan Poming, who was extremely hostile to the Western Church, snorted coldly.

"Isn't our myth ridiculous now? Could it be that Guan Lao's predecessors also believe that people are made of clay by the great god Nuwa?" Xu Changqing smiled lightly, retorted, and without waiting for Guan Poming to say back, he continued: "All myths are covered with a layer of absurdity, and at the same time, their truth is hidden inside, and what we are looking for is the real part of it. Although there are many things that cannot be trusted in this myth of the Western Church, if you look at it from another direction, you can find many reasonable explanations. For example, the so-called Tower of Babel can be regarded as a magic weapon or method that can make people extremely powerful, and the effect of this kind of thing directly threatens the so-called God. And then there are those races that speak the same language, although in reality it is impossible for everyone in the world to speak the same language, but on the other hand, it is possible to achieve things like people being able to understand all the languages in the world. ā€

"Tian Ertong!" After all, Guan Poming learned a lot of things from the miscellaneous strange people who passed the three paths, and soon said the answer that Xu Changqing was about to say.