I was a god in the 18th century

Xia Qingdai and Wen Renyi were about to take off, but when they were just a little distance away from the ground, they felt an inexplicable obstruction.

She thought for a moment and said, "Take that incense with you."

Unlike Owen who can open a large map by himself, the believers influenced by the stone statue must have incense to open a new map.

Wen Renyi responded to this request without hesitation, relit a stick of incense and held it respectfully in his hand.

The Qing imperial guards surrounding the wall of the Infant Protection Tower stared blankly at the huge red hand that flew out from inside, and the young Taoist priest standing on the red hand. They all took a big step back, not knowing for a moment whether they should put down the crossbows in their hands.

Everyone was wondering whether this was a god or a demon.

Wen Renyi's wide Taoist robe rustled in the wind, and his expression was as calm and stern as ever, as if everything was under his control.

He looked down at the imperial official who was obviously the leader and said loudly: "General, do you have any misunderstandings about this? God is merciful and kind. The Infant Shelter Tower was built only to protect infants in the world. It has no other purpose."

"Come down, the Emperor has summoned you. Follow me to the palace."

"Don't go." Before Wen Renyi could speak, Xia Qingdai had already summoned a trace of power of faith to refuse.

Everyone present, including the onlookers, heard the sacred female voice that came from the sky, and was immediately shocked.

The imperial guards retreated again, wishing they could leave right now.

There really are gods here. No one dares to disobey the emperor's order, nor dares to blaspheme the gods. They are in a dilemma.

"Ancestor God, let me go down and I will negotiate." Wen Renyi said in a low voice.

"No, it's too dangerous."

"It's okay. Now that the swords have been drawn, it's time to negotiate." Wen Renyi was not afraid at all.

Standing in the air, he had already seen the encirclement below, and he knew clearly where the weak spots were. If the situation was not right, even if the ancestor god did not take action, he was confident that he could break through.

Seeing that Wen Renyi was firm in his attitude, Xia Qingdai thought about it and decided to let him go.

This boy is her agent for rebellion, so he needs to have the necessary courage, and she can't rely on her to intimidate everything.

However, in order to lend him a helping hand, after Xia Qingdai put Wen Renyi down, she turned around and went to the cloakroom to get a storage bag filled with various silk scraps that cost more than ten yuan per pound.

There are so many people watching the show below, and if she just sprinkles a little silk rain there, it will be a mess here.

Xia Qingdai, clutching a handful of rags in her hand, lay on the glass jar and looked down at the ground.

A military officer of the Qing court sitting opposite Wen Renyi had already dismounted. He was being very polite in his every move and it seemed that the conversation with Wen Renyi was going quite smoothly.

However, both of them spoke quietly, so Xia Qingdai couldn't hear what they were saying through the sea of ​​clouds. She thought that Wen Renyi was probably fooling her.

There is no doubt that a young man who has lost his family and is penniless but can still gather a group of brothers to go into the mountains to become a bandit must be an excellent orator.

Xia Qingdai saw Wen Renyi begin to bow and knew that he had finished talking, so she quickly loosened her grip and let the rags fall.

No matter what they talked about or what the results were, since she has spoken, she might as well give everyone some benefits and collect some power of faith!

If there are fanatical believers who can provide pure faith, that would be a pleasant surprise.

Palm-sized scraps of cloth floated down from the sky, and in the eyes of the little people, they continued to grow bigger and bigger, and finally fell on people like a blanket.

Due to the limitation of the map, this batch of silk fell only in a circle around the Infant Protection Tower. The crowd, who were originally scared away by the sabers in the hands of the imperial guards, became excited when they saw the huge silk cloth floating down. They threw their fears behind their heads and scrambled to grab it.

Xia Qingdai sprinkled it down handful by handful, with a smile on her face, and she was in a very good mood.

These scraps of cloth, which were worthless to her, were treasures to the ordinary people of Lilliput. It was hard not to be happy seeing them so excited.

Just like when you are bored and see an ant searching for something, it casually drops some bread crumbs. Then it is quite interesting to watch the ant hurriedly calling its friends to carry the bread.

And for Xia Qingdai, there are still traces of the power of faith that can be absorbed, which is not a loss at all.

At this moment, Wen Renyi shouted with all his might: "Thank you, Ancestor God, for your gift!"

Because his voice was enhanced with internal strength, even though there was a lot of noise below, he still transmitted the sound to the ears of everyone present.

"Long live the ancestor god!"

"Long live the ancestor god!"

All the onlookers followed suit and shouted, and there were even quite a few imperial guards among them, and the leader couldn't stop them.

Looking at the power of faith that suddenly grew stronger after the roar, Xia Qingdai raised the corner of her mouth: "Haha, well done, Wen Renyi!"

She didn't mobilize the power of faith to say this, so naturally the people below couldn't hear it. But she didn't care, it was just like talking to herself.

When everyone saw this miracle, they couldn't help but have an idea in their mind - things were going to change.

Wen Renyi looked at this scene and smiled slightly, with a plan in mind.

The imperial guards did not dare to arrest Wen Renyi that day. Of course, even if they dared, they could not arrest him with Xia Qingdai around. However, Wen Renyi still made a prompt decision and left before dark.

The gates of the capital city closed when the sun set. Before the last gate was closed, he led the down-and-out craftsmen who had been recruited by the divine rice and divine mask during this period and left the emperor's feet.

Most of these craftsmen are single, and the few who are married bring their families with them.

Most of these people are carpenters, bricklayers and other tradesmen. There is a full range of trades, even a blacksmith.

Blacksmiths were strictly controlled in every dynasty, and the Qing Dynasty was no exception. Strict laws were enacted in all aspects, from household registration to conscription system, making it difficult for them to leave the city at will.

It is known how much effort Wen Renyi put in to bring out this blacksmith. In the end, he succeeded thanks to the ancestor god. Because he used the ancestor god's promise to trick the blacksmith out of the city. Superstitious people are easy to deceive.

Once outside the city, there will be people to pick up Wen Ren Yi.

Now with Xia Qingdai's financial support, Wen Renyi's stronghold has no shortage of money or food, and it is easy for them to get some donkey carts for traveling.

If buying a horse directly had not been too eye-catching, he would have bought a carriage long ago.

Not long after Wenren Yi left the capital, Emperor Qianlong sent people to the Biying Pagoda to arrest him overnight.

Without Xia Qingdai's help this time, almost all the believers inside were captured. If it weren't for the fact that only infants and young children who couldn't take care of themselves could be left behind, even the oldest old ladies wouldn't be left behind.

It was not that the imperial guards suddenly felt sympathy for these abandoned babies, but because there were gods above them, they did not dare to commit sins here.

(End of this chapter)