Two Men, Four Pits

Chu Danqing rather admired the Constable before him.

The man had actually dug with his bare hands.

Yet the result was exactly as he had expected. He dug up nothing at all.

The flesh slurry was in the pit outside the temple. The pit inside the temple contained nothing but rocks and dirt.

After digging around for a while, Qiao Xun likewise found nothing unusual, which made things rather troublesome.

Thus, he could only climb out of the pit and flick the dust off himself with divine power. In an instant, he was clean and tidy again.

Qiao Xun was certain that these two men before him knew something.

He could also clearly sense that their answers were true, yet perhaps problematic.

"Sir." Qiao Xun clasped his hands and asked, "May this official ask whether you have seen a precious pearl?"

"What precious pearl?" Chu Danqing asked in return.

"It is..." Qiao Xun described it. This Su Shang Orb had been left atop Fengxian Tower by Taizu of the Zhang Dynasty.

Gods had been dispatched to guard it, while constable chiefs led rotating watches every year.

It was said that the orb contained the divine power of King Su Shang, though he himself had never sensed it.

He only knew that the orb's divinity was gradually dispersing. In another eight or ten years, it might become nothing more than useless junk.

He had reported this matter before, but the response he received was that one must break before one could stand anew. After that, he said nothing further.

Yet it had been stolen during his watch. If he could not recover it, his entire family might die.

"May I ask, sir, have you seen it or not?!" Seeing that Chu Danqing had not answered for a long while, Qiao Xun