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Chapter 10: Renting a House in Yidu

Three days later, outside Yidu city.

The road intersection here had noticeably grown larger. The flow of people had increased, and the ground was totally covered with horse hoof prints and deep wagon ruts. Song You could already see a first glimpse of its prosperity.

He was sitting under the tent of a roadside stall at the city entrance and eating wontons. The calico cat lay beside his bowl, eating a ball of meat filling that Song You had bought from the stall owner.

The stall was packed with traveling merchants, and their voices were noisy.

“Have you heard? The fog spirit at that part of Liangshui Hollow has been eliminated.”

“Really?”

“The news came from Zhengwei Armed Guard Agency, and even the Wushan tea merchants are spreading the word, saying that part is now safe...The Wushan tea merchants are trustworthy. As for Zhengwei Armed Guard Agency, they make a living doing this and certainly wouldn’t lie!”

“Did Nanhua County hire a master again?”

“I heard it wasn’t like that. It seems that a young Daoist priest passing by eliminated it easily. There was no scuffle but the fog spirit was gone just like that.”

“Oh my! That's incredible!”

“Even the masters at Taian Temple don’t necessarily have this ability!”

“Taian Temple? Taian Temple is just famous and has grand buildings! How many masters does Yidu have? What master will practice cultivation in the city?”

“That’s true. If you’re looking for masters, you have to go outside the city.”

Slurp!” Song You slurped his hot wontons.

With each bite, the umami of the meat filling and green onions filled his mouth. He tilted his head back and closed his eyes with a long-lost sense of satisfaction.

Although he had arrived in a relatively backward era, Song You had never neglected fulfilling his culinary appetites during these years in the Daoist temple. He even sought out many ingredients he couldn’t eat in his previous world to make up for other deficiencies. If he couldn’t get chili peppers or tomatoes, he’d get bear paws and Chinese giant salamanders.

He had had enough of steamed pancakes and steamed buns these past few days.

“Is it tasty, Lady Calico?”

“It’s tasty.”

“That's good.”

He had promised to let Lady Calico taste the local delicacies of different places, but she had not gotten to eat meat until that day. He felt really ashamed.

Those merchants were still discussing him and the fog spirit.

Traveling merchants earned their living by traveling, so the safety of the route was certainly their top concern. Bandits were still fine as they only wanted money, but spirits were life-threatening.

Song You wasn’t very interested in this and continued to eat while thinking about his accommodation problem in Yidu.

He planned to stay in Yidu for a few months.

Firstly, to stop and rest here to experience the prosperity and culture of Yizhou’s seat of local government, the third-largest city in the realm. He could visit famous mountains, scenic spots and temples in the surrounding areas.

Secondly, the largest temple fair in the whole of Yizhou will be held in a while. It was held once a year and the liveliest event. He might be able to see something genuinely marvelous in this world worthy of his interest. It would add some delight to his boring life.

Buying horses and mules at the fair would also be cheaper.

In that case, he needed to find a place to stay.

Inns typically catered to long-term stays, which was convenient but might not be very economical.

Renting a house might be cheaper.

Slurp!” Song You finished his last wonton and lifted his bowl to finish the last drop of soup. After waiting for the calico cat to finish the meat filling, he poured water into the palm of his hand and carefully let Lady Calico drink until she had enough. Then he paid the bill and left.

The total was twenty wen.

A bowl of wontons was ten wen. The stall owner said he would charge the same price for the ball of meat filling as a bowl of wontons. The water came free with the wontons.

A few steps away was the city gate.

The city gate was built of green bricks. It was pitted and weathered with the marks of history.

There were soldiers standing at the side checking those entering and leaving the city. Notices were posted on the walls. They were mainly wanted posters and notices seeking masters to eradicate demons and ghosts in various places.

These notices were somewhat interesting. Among the wanted, there were skilled martial artists and Daoist figures. Song You had a look at those notices about local demons and ghosts. Most of the rewards for eradicating them were quite substantial. However, the demons and ghosts listed on these notices pasted here were probably not easy to deal with.

In addition, there were many brokers and idlers waiting here. In this era without navigation systems, they offered travel guidance, casual labor, and intermediary services. However, they rarely seemed to target Daoist priests as customers. Perhaps they feared that Daoist priests wouldn’t pay up or would lecture them about karma. In short, they didn’t approach Song You.

As Song You reached the gate, debating whether to call for a broker to help him rent a house, he suddenly ran into an acquaintance.

“Mister!”

He turned to see that it was the merchant surnamed Li and his party.

It seemed they were leaving the city to return to Wushan.

“Greetings.” Song You bowed to him.

The cat at his feet also stood on her hind legs like a human, imitating him and bowing to the merchant surnamed Li.

When did this start? It seemed to have begun three days ago after he bought her small fish as a friendship gift. She started occasionally mimicking Song You’s words and actions.

Oh my!” The merchant surnamed Li hurriedly returned the bow, surprised by the bowing cat at his feet. Then he bowed again after he recovered from the shock, not daring to ask about or to slight the cat. “Mister, have you just arrived in Yidu?”

“I was delayed on the road for a few days.”

“If you had arrived a day earlier, we would have hosted a banquet for you.” The merchant surnamed Li said with great regret, though it was uncertain if he really meant it.

“If I had arrived a day earlier, we would have missed each other.”

“That’s true!” The merchant surnamed Li paused. "How long do you plan to stay in Yidu? Where are you staying?”

“I'm planning to find a broker to rent a house and stay briefly for a few months.”

“We have a small courtyard house behind our tea store. It’s a bit cramped. However, if you want to stay for a few days and can put up with it, you could save some rent money.”

“I won’t trouble you.”

“I figured you might not find it suitable. However, Yidu’s brokers can be tricky to deal with. I have a brother-in-law who works in this line of business in Yidu. He’s honest. If you need, I can bring him over to meet you right now.” The merchant surnamed Li said with a grin, “When the time comes, it would be convenient for me to visit you again too.”

“That would be helpful.”

“Please wait a moment!”

The merchant surnamed Li turned and ran over. He returned with someone who was nearby, explaining to him along the way. When they reached Song You, both bowed. “Mister, this is my brother-in-law.”

“I’m Wang Ji, pleased to meet you.”

“I’ll entrust this to you.”

“I will do my best.”

The merchant surnamed Li and his party soon left the city again. Their figures grew smaller and smaller along the yellow dirt road and the distant green mountains.

Traveling merchants and porters continued to arrive in the distance.

Song You followed Wang Ji into the city.

Yidu, like most cities of this era, was laid out in a grid pattern with criss-crossing roads. It was hard to get lost but easy to go in circles in the alleys.

Wang Ji indeed seemed to be an honest person. He showed Song You several houses. However, either the price was beyond Song You’s expectations, or the quality of the houses and the surrounding environment didn’t meet his requirements.

Great Yan’s city real estate prices were not only the highest in history but also more than ten times higher than in the previous dynasty. The main reason was that Great Yan had abolished the "Equal Land System," no longer allocating land and house plots to every person. The simultaneous development of the commercial economy promoted population movement, leading to population concentration in cities. This caused what was possibly a historic city housing price surge.

At the moment, a house in Yidu started at a thousand guan[1], and rents had also soared accordingly.

Song You, helpless, resorted to a method his master had mentioned before. “Are there any haunted or unlucky houses in the city?”

Wang Ji was taken aback upon hearing this. He sized Song You up. “You don’t mind such houses?”

“Are there really such houses?”

“There are indeed! Quite a few! Some cause illness and bad luck to those who move in, some ruin fortunes, and some suffer from hauntings every night. Which type do you want?”

“The cheapest one.”

“I know a house that’s in a quiet location but convenient when it comes to buying groceries. It’s rumored to be haunted. Several families have rented it but moved out within days. It used to be a thousand wen a month. If you’re interested, I’ll take you to see it first. If you like it, it will help the landlord out as well.”

“Thank you.”

“Please come with me.”

Wang Ji found out that it was the first time Song You had come to Yidu and that it was his first time renting as well. Thus he explained some rental regulations as they walked.

Great Yan’s brokers were quite particular, mainly due to strict official control of house rentals and brokers. Rentals had to go through brokers, and only brokered contracts were recognized by the authorities. Every broker had to be registered with the authorities, and commissions were also fixed. The authorities even launched many laws to protect the rental market, such as the principle that buying and selling does not break the lease. This principle was already in place in this era.

In addition, the rental market includes the Housing Bureau, a government agency that manages housing resources, specifically public rental housing.

Ordinary people come to the city for work, to take up posts as local officials, or from other places to study and prepare for exams. What do they do if they cannot afford rent in the city? They could rent houses from the Bureau.

Many things amazed Song You.

He wasn’t surprised they existed, but that they already existed in the present era. Immediately after his response, he realized his surprise seemed to carry a kind of superiority and arrogance due to coming from a more advanced civilization. It was truly inappropriate and he couldn’t help lapsing into reflection.

Two hours later.

The two, along with the cat, arrived at a small courtyard house.

This courtyard house was in the north of the city, a relatively valuable location with flourishing commerce and easy access to water.

The courtyard house was in the middle of a small alley. Not far from the entrance, there was a large tree with stone tables and stools underneath for resting in the shade. The wooden door’s red paint had faded with age long ago. The trees that were originally planted in the courtyard extended their branches over the top of the courtyard walls.

Passersby looked oddly at them when they saw that a broker had brought someone to look at the house again. It seemed that the house indeed had some problems.

“You must be skilled...” Wang Ji repeated, seemingly to comfort himself.

The door was unlocked with a rustic metallic clink. As Wang pushed open the creaky door, the courtyard appeared in front of Song You’s eyes.

“You can go in and take a look.” Wang Ji said but he remained standing at the door.

Song You didn’t mind. He nodded and stepped inside.

It was evident the courtyard had originally been exquisite, with plum trees and bamboo. It had just been uninhabited for a long time so it was thick with weeds. The bamboo forest behind the house had grown into the courtyard.

“The landlord said that if you are willing to rent, the contract can be written for just one month. According to the law, rent is paid monthly from the sixth day. The first five days are for you to move in and put the house into order.”

Song You strolled around the courtyard and then turned to ask, “What’s the price?”

“Still a thousand per month.”

“I’ll take it.”

“Great.”

After signing the contract, the agreement came into effect.

Song You sent Wang Ji off.

Lady Calico wandered around the courtyard, seeming uneasy in the new environment again. She sniffed here and there, apparently sensing something. She suddenly turned her head and asked Song You softly, “Are we staying here today?”

“We'll stay here tomorrow too.”

“And the day after?”

“We’ll stay here for a while.”

“This house really seems to be haunted.”

“Yes.”

“Why are we staying in a haunted house?”

“Are you afraid of ghosts?”

“I am a Cat God, and Cat Gods are not afraid of ghosts.” The calico cat followed him like a shadow. “But this is a ghost’s house.”

“We’re short of money, so we have no choice but to disturb it.”

“I don’t know what being short of money means.”

“It means we don’t have much money.”

“I also don’t know what money is.”

“It’s what I used on the road to buy pancakes, steamed pancakes, and steamed buns. I also used it to buy meat for you. Renting a house to live in also costs money. If we spend less on the house, we will have more money to buy fish and meat to eat.”

Oh...” Lady Calico seemed to understand somewhat.

Just as she was about to ask what to do about the ghost, she saw Song You turn to face the courtyard. He bowed and calmly said, “Yidu’s housing prices are really high and we’re short of money. We have no choice but to stay here for a while. If we cause any disturbances, please forgive us.”

The calico cat hurriedly bowed too, and stuttered, “Please forgive us...”

The courtyard remained quiet, with only the sound of the wind rustling the bamboo. It was near dusk, but the sunshine still lingered, casting a slanted glow on the roof tiles. The Dunce Caps[2] between the tiles were like colorful flowers.

Ignoring the overgrown weeds, it was indeed a beautiful little courtyard.

1. A string of 1000 wen. ☜

2. A type of flowering succulent herb native to China which commonly grows between roof tiles. ☜

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    Lady Calico would probably get along with Yoruichi well
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    The cat at his feet also stood on her hind legs like a human, imitating him and bowing to the merchant surnamed Li.
    The calico cat hurriedly bowed too, and stuttered, “Please forgive us...”

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    If something bad happens to this adorable kitty there will be blood hlst
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    Damn even the ghosts be chill. Everyone is chill satisfied
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    I’d love to see a cat standing and bowing like a human lol
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    Why is it still 1000 wen?
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    Ghost : Understandable have a nice day ✌
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    House ghost be like shocked3
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    Chapter 9


    The mountain wind howled like ghosts wailing in the night.

    Song You sat back in a safe spot.

    This spot was about four chi wide. Based on Song You's personal estimation, one chi in Great Yan was roughly equivalent to thirty centimeters in his previous world. Thus this spot was about the width of a bunk bed in a boarding school. The height was also about the same, meaning that he couldn't stand up.

    One side was the stone cliff wall, and the other was the precipice.

    The lantern filled with twilight glow was placed on the ground. It illuminated a small area of the little trail carved into the cliff. Despite the narrowness, it actually gave a sense of coziness.

    The calico cat was running around, sniffing here and there. Occasionally, she even went to the cliff’s edge. She stuck her head out to look around, and fell into contemplation.

    He could see that the cat felt somewhat uneasy in this unfamiliar place. Eventually, she seemed to realize that the person beside her was the most familiar thing here. Hence, she looked up at Song You several times with her brow wrinkled. Tentatively, she moved closer little by little to Song You’s side and finally lay down.

    Song You had already closed his eyes, meditating quietly.

    Mountains and rivers have spirits; mountains have mountain spirits and rivers have river spirits. Each mountain has its own spirit, each different, requiring careful contemplation.

    The mountain wind wailing in his ear, the reverence of the people below the mountain, the countless poems and famous literary works left behind by the literati over more than a thousand years, every inscription carved into the cliffs to ensure peace by humans more than a thousand years ago, every person that has passed by here, and even those who lost their footing and fell to their deaths here; all these are part of the mountain spirit's profundity.

    The spiritual qi in the mountains was blown by the wind and gathered here.

    The calico cat had originally stayed by Song You’s side because she was timid. Now, she seemed to have found something more comforting and moved even closer to Song You.

    The stars and the moon appeared one after another as the night deepened, and the temperature dropped gradually. The calico cat had no choice but to move closer and closer to Song You. Finally, she snuggled up against him. She felt the heat from his body warm her and a kind of comfort filled her heart.

    The lantern's twilight glow continued to shine.

    If someone were traveling below at night and looked up, they might have discovered this unusual point of light between the cliffs a thousand chi above.

    Around midnight, Song You opened his eyes.

    He raised his hand, and a wisp of spiritual energy floated above it. It looked like a stream of light, pale yellow with a hint of green. It was composed of two layers. The inner layer was a ray of highly-condensed light and the outer layer was transparent like air and diffused like smoke.

    This was what he had gained from this phase.

    Song You practiced the Four Seasons Rotation Method which is a cultivation method related to seasonal changes and the solar term cycle. The spiritual energy cultivated often carried seasonal properties.

    In contrast to the effects of the Five Elements Method practiced by his master, it extended longevity but was not good for keeping fit and healthy. At the same time, each wisp of spiritual energy had its own unique uses. However, it lacked the inherent destructive power of spiritual energy cultivated by other methods such as the Yin-Yang Method.

    In this world, spiritual energy looked like this: an inner spiritual core, surrounded by spiritual qi. Only the spiritual qi is expendable. The spiritual core is the origin and cannot be used. Once the spiritual qi is depleted, the spiritual core will regenerate it with time and through meditation. Cultivation through meditation not only increases spiritual energy but refines the spiritual core. One just had to find a balance between the two.

    “Huff...” Song You exhaled a long breath, dispersing this wisp of spiritual energy into the mountains in passing. Only the glowing yellow spiritual core which was like a fine thread remained, burrowing back into his body.

    Turning his head slightly, he saw the small cat snuggling against his side.

    Song You stared at her without moving.

    A cat's body temperature is higher than a human's. It's hard to say whether the calico cat had borrowed his warmth or he had borrowed the cat's warmth. Either way, she was snuggled up tight against him at that moment. It gave him a sense of being depended on and trusted which he had not experienced for a long time. Seeing her sleeping soundly, seemingly without any worries, his heart seemed to feel much more settled.

    He could not bear to disturb her so he decided to sleep like this that night.

    During the second half of the night, there was vague activity from mountain demons. Yet, none came to bother Song You. Places where humans are rare often became paradises for demons and monsters. However, without humans constantly coming and going, harmful demons and ghosts also disappeared.

    Despite being woken up by the cold innumerable times, it was still a peaceful night for Song You.

    There was fog in the mountains early the next morning, but it stayed below the cliffs.

    Song You sat with his back leaning against the cliff wall, eating breakfast while watching the calico cat play with stones using her paws at the side.

    That day's meal was tastier than those of the past few days.

    He had passed a checkpoint yesterday, and it was a rather lively place. Song You had bought some steamed buns, picking only those with meat fillings. Some were filled with pork and some with eggs. Although he had finished growing at his age, he still needed meat.

    The calico cat suddenly seemed to notice something while playing. She ran to the edge of the cliff, looked out, and then turned back to Song You saying “They’ve turned red!”

    “What?”

    “They were still green yesterday!”

    “What?”

    “The trees!”

    “Yes...” Song You followed her gaze. Sure enough, those trees growing on the cliff had all turned red overnight, as if it was already late autumn. The pale cliff walls and the rolling white fog below set off by contrast the red foliage on the steep cliff and made the scenery much more exquisite.

    Song You did not appear surprised and just looked at the scenery. “Today is Beginning of Autumn.”

    “Beginning of Autumn?”

    “It means autumn has arrived.”

    “Cold season.”

    “More or less…” Song You pried apart a new steamed bun, “Do you eat steamed bun fillings? They’re made from meat.”

    “Hmm?” The calico cat looked back at him.

    She was pushing a stone to the left with her right paw, intending to catch it with her left but missed. The stone fell off the cliff and made her freeze for a moment.

    “It fell down!”

    “Do you eat meat fillings?”

    “I went over there and caught a little bird to eat this morning while you were still asleep.” The calico cat said with a bit of regret, “Unfortunately, I only caught one.”

    “Well done.” This was a very self-sufficient cat.

    Song You quickly finished his steamed bun. He got up, bent over and said, “It's cold on the mountain. Let's go down.”

    “I feel cold too.”

    “Let's go.”

    Song You started walking while bent over. The calico cat crawled along at his feet, looking up at him as she crawled. “It's so cold here, and it’s so hard to walk. Why don't you walk below?”

    Song You smiled but didn't answer.

    At the time, the mountain fog hadn't cleared yet. One side was the cliff carved with ghosts and deities, and the other side a bottomless abyss where only white clouds were visible.

    On the stone wall beside them, someone had inscribed a poem. “Even if I die nine times in the southern wilderness, I do not regret it. This journey has been the most extraordinary in my whole life.”

    It was still early, and the morning light was golden. There were thousands of li of misty mountains and rivers, flowing water under small bridges, and glimpses of villages. Such a primeval mountain village landscape was rare in the future. Such beautiful scenery made him forget that he was in a backward place.

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    Hearing the distant shouts of peddlers hawking their wares, Song You knew that he and Lady Calico had the good fortune to come upon the village market here.

    Such village markets usually open only every few days, ten days or even half a month.

    Arriving at such a lively place, the calico cat was inevitably a bit reserved. She lost some of her bouncing liveliness on the mountain path and stuck closely to Song You's feet. It made him worry constantly about stepping on her paws or tail.

    Unfortunately, they had arrived a bit late after all and the market was about to close. Although there were still some peddlers who were reluctant to go home, he couldn't find any fish sellers.

    Hearing the same sales pitches again meant he had circled back to where he started.

    “Daoist priest, what are you looking for?” The calico cat looked up and stared at Song You.

    “I told you I'm not a Daoist priest.”

    “Then what are you?”

    “It's complicated.” Song You thought for a moment and explained to her, “I just grew up in a Daoist temple. Although I practice magic and read Daoist classics, I neither follow Daoist doctrine nor worship Daoist gods. Even my master is at most a fake Daoist priest.”

    “I don't understand.” The calico cat was very honest.

    “It means we are just cultivators who occupy a Daoist temple and wear Daoist robes.” Song You said.

    “Why occupy someone else's temple?”

    “We built it ourselves, or at least our elders did, and they passed it down.” Song You explained helplessly, “The purpose was to enjoy the preferential policies of the imperial court towards religions. Some lazy previous masters could also live the lives they wanted through it."

    “I still don't understand.”

    “Then call me Daoist priest if you want.”

    “Okay, Daoist priest.”

    “Let's go…” Song You said helplessly and regretfully.

    Just as he was about to leave and turned around, the near midday sunshine dispersed the fog. He saw rows of willow trees by a distant riverside. Under a willow tree, an old man wearing a bamboo hat was sitting by the river. He was holding a fishing rod and reeling it in.

    “Lady Calico, please wait here for me.” Song You passed through the willows along the river, and quickly reached the old fisherman. He said respectfully, “Elder, greetings. May I ask if your catch is for sale?”

    “I only catch small fish for myself to eat. You should buy from the market.”

    “I recently formed ties with a calico cat and agreed to travel with her on a journey. However, I have not yet given her a friendship gift[1] and feel guilty. Passing by here today, I wanted to buy her two small fish as a gift. However, I strolled through the entire market just now, but I couldn't buy any.” Song You said respectfully, "I have no choice but to seek your help.”

    “In that case, what's the harm in giving you two fish?”

    “How can I accept such a present from you? I should buy them at the market price!”

    “I prefer to give them to you.”

    “In that case, thank you.” Song You dared not refuse further as the old man had already given him the fish. In return, he should also repay the old man by accepting graciously.

    Not long after, Song You came back through the willows carrying two small fish. He found the calico cat sitting properly there and waiting for him. She held a cicada in her mouth which she had just caught.

    Seeing him approach, she lowered her head and spat out the cicada onto the ground. “Daoist priest, I just caught a cicada. Do you want to eat it?”

    “Thanks, but no.” Song You was unusually solemn. As he refused, he bent down and offered the small fish to her. He said sincerely, "Lady Calico, I wish to form ties with you. This is my friendship gift to you. Although it's a small gift, it carries my heartfelt sincerity and it’s a Great Yan tradition. Please enjoy it.”

    The calico cat lowered her head and looked at the fish. Then she looked up at him. “I don't know what a friendship gift is.”

    Song You straightened up and explained softly. “It's like when a normal household wishes to keep a cat. They have to give a gift to the kitten's mother, the cat’s previous owner, or the kitten itself. It means that they are inviting the cat to their home to help catch mice, and it is a reward for its hard work.”

    “I understand.”

    “Please enjoy it.”

    “If I eat your fish, will I become your cat?”

    “No.” Song You said, “Lady Calico is still her own cat and will always belong only to herself. We will just travel side by side for a while in the future. We will keep each other company and support each other. In some areas, I might need your help or rely on your tolerance. Thus I am giving you this food in advance as a gift.”

    “It’s like the offerings I used to eat.”

    “It’s a bit similar.”

    The calico cat stared at him, looking pensive.

    1. In the Song Dynasty, there was a unique tradition for acquiring a cat. The person who wanted to take a kitten home would have to present the owner with a bag of salt or offer food to the mother cat as a "betrothal gift," which we referred to as friendship gift here. They would even write a proposal letter, formalizing this exchange. This custom is referred to as "hiring a cat." The title of this chapter originates from a poem titled Begging for a Cat written by the cat-loving poet Huang Tingjian. The poem describes how he desperately wanted a cat because his cat died and mice kept pestering him. Upon learning of a cat recently giving birth to a litter of kittens, he bought fish, tied with willow, and presented the "betrothal gift" to the mother cat. This gesture symbolized his intent to hire the kitten and bring it into his house.
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    Why not stay at a local temple? nose
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      I'm just going to assume the temples in the city aren't like those on the outside where passerbys and just spend the night. The traffic throughput is probablly so much higher. Also, he probablly doesn't want to have to keep walking to and from a temple outside the city.
      And the most likely reason: MC wants to expereince the city life in this world.
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