The green mountains serve as screens, the white stones serve as couches, the red sun serves as a candle, and the yellow dust serves as a veil.
Under the East Mound, the Zoroastrian believers all cover their faces with white scarves, wearing Uighur clothes inside and various lotus robes on the outside. The guardian Dharma King surrounds the saint, and the saint stands on the hill with her face, and the three temples of mages follow closely behind them.
Later, the missionary envoys lined up in a row, and more than a hundred believers lined up like a military formation.
The group of beggars, with holy belts tied around their waists, thin pouches tied around their arms, and righteous robes, were lined up aside under the guidance of their palm belts, acting as "corpse brokers." They silently watched the Zoroastrian holy burial ceremony, and their hearts were filled with emotion.
Although it felt weird, no one made a sound.
There was a solemn atmosphere at the foot of the hill, and the birds and animals were silent. Only the wind passed through the rocks and surged up to the tower of silence, bringing with it a subtle rustling sound.
Everyone stood in silence for a long time before they heard a high-pitched and cold female voice. Every word was audible, but it was Saint Liu Xiaomu: "Ahura bless the Lord of God! The prophet Suo Luo Ya Shi has given grace to the deceased! Fifteen
On the first day of the war, I will teach the saints to bathe in light and blood, eliminate evil and eliminate evil, and protect the saints when they come to the capital of the gods. This is my Zoroastrian edict to transform the Chinese land, spread the holy way, eliminate evil spirits, and be a sign of good fortune. You also tell me
The people in the teaching correct their desires, regulate their words and deeds, spread the teachings of the "Three Good Deeds", and spread pure etiquette.
However, the evil god Angola lurks in the shadows and hides in the black abyss, causing harm to the world and doing evil, and his thief will not die! He drives out evil people, blocks my good ways, kills my saints, and exposes the corpses! There are Chishui protectors, conquest envoys, advocating food envoys, and advocating literary envoys.
, the chief of staff, died of exhaustion! There were also Shuangge Guards, Lily Guards, Qianjiao Guards, Iron Cable Guards, Golden Scissor Guards, Scale Steel Guards, Flail Stick Guards and more than half of the followers, and they died of exhaustion of blood! Two hundred and seventeen people
Eighteen people, now their clothes, crowns and bones are collected, and they will go to Dongqiu for a holy burial ceremony. They will report to Hu Tian and come down to comfort their relatives. Where are the ceremonial officers?"
At this time, Saint Xiaomanlian walked solemnly, with a solemn face, and walked to the side of the holy aunt. She put her hands together and made a flame and said: "Shayla Worthy, on behalf of He Guini, the master of the Luoyang main altar, the ceremonial officer
Duty." After saying this, he turned his head and looked at Mage Road, the third temple, and said, "Cultivation of Mage Kangsaiin Temple, chanting edicts."
Mage Kangsai came out solemnly, holding a jade slip in his hand, and recited loudly:
"The Lord of God sends a decree and manifests it in words; I send this message to those who have passed away, do not regret or be hurt.
I took off my clothes and boots and washed them with holy water; to preserve my good spirit, I gave up my skin.
The stone letter supports each other, and the divine dog stares; climb the hill and enter the tower, and go to the fairy hall.
The body is held by a spiritual vulture, which dismantles the bones and analyzes the flesh. Flying up on the wings, the good spirit is immortal.
The bones are silent, and the rain turns into the east hills. Those who send this message may be pious and worry-free!"
After reciting the edict, Xiaoman continued: "On the festival day, go to Magominapu and lead the believers in reciting the Avesta Sutra."
Magominapu also walked out slowly, opened a sutra with both hands, and led hundreds of congregants at the foot of the hill to sing a verse of the "Avista" sutra. His voice was obscure and his teeth were bent, but he was
The sound resounded throughout the heaven and the earth. The beggars did not understand even a single sentence, but after having been begging in the city for a long time, they all knew that it was Sogdian.
The sound of chanting stopped for a long time. Xiaoman raised his eyes again and said: "Li De Temple Mage Stone Pagoda Ceremony, leading the believers to mourn the deceased."
"Magu!"
After hearing the words, Mage Shitali obeyed and walked out decisively. Facing the corpse guarded by the beggars, he knelt down on one knee, held his hands together to make a flame, raised it high above his head, and shouted in a deep voice, "All the spirits in the three realms, please serve me as the Lord God. The evil-eliminating cloth
Goodness brings prosperity to the king's land. The holy fire is blazing, driving away evil things. Liberate all our people and escape from all suffering!"
Inspired by it, hundreds of congregants also knelt down on one knee, made flames with their hands, and raised them above their heads. They sang this well-known hymn over and over again.
Many people's eyes were red and their voices were choked, but there were corpses of fathers, brothers, children, close friends and relatives among the 278 corpses on display. Because the Zoroastrian burial customs are different from those of the Han people, they can only offer blessings from a distance, but cannot lie down on the corpses.
Weeping bitterly. Therefore, even though these believers had tears streaming down their cheeks, none of them rushed forward to pay homage to his body like the Han people did.
Although the hymn was short, I did not know how many times it was sung before it gradually stopped.
Xiao Man seemed to be affected by the atmosphere, his beautiful eyes were reddish, and he suppressed the sourness in his nose and said: "The corpse broker, take off the clothes of the deceased, and wash the body with holy water, so that all filth will not be stained!"
The beggars who acted as "corpse brokers" had already received instructions from their respective bowls and brought several water trucks. They also received wooden barrels and received the muddy yellow and unpleasant "holy water" from the water trucks. Then two
A team of people were divided in front of the corpses. They were still covered with thin bags. Regardless of the corpses of men or women, all the clothes, boots, hats, bras, etc. were removed, revealing the naked and hard bodies.
Immediately, the corpse brokers dipped their hand towels in "holy water" and scrubbed the body. The dirty holy water, mixed with blood, flowed down and soaked the stone slabs below. The putrid smell seemed not as strong as it was at the beginning, but it increased even more.
The smell of the cowshed and horse pen lingered and spread in all directions.
But the Zoroastrian believers only felt sad and indifferent to this.
Xiao Man's voice was slightly hoarse: "The missionary envoy... takes the divine dog to exorcise evil spirits! His body is clean and he climbs the hill and enters the tower!"
"Magu——!"
Six voices responded in unison. But it was the six missionary envoys of Guangming, Justice, Fengde, CaoDao, Shengyan and Xuanyi, each leading a strong black dog and coming towards the morgue.
There is a stone path under the east hill, which leads directly to the stone steps on the top of the hill. Six black dogs squatted on both sides of the stone steps, tongues trembling, dark pupils deep, canine teeth fierce, staring straight at the busy corpse brokers.
I don't know what I'm thinking about.
Every time the corpse brokers clean a body, other corpse brokers will carry it away and place it in a shallow stone container. This stone container is more than eight feet long and about three feet wide, and weighs hundreds of kilograms.
It is so heavy that it requires the combined efforts of six people to lift it. Iron arms are installed on all sides of the stone letter, which are used by the corpse brokers to lift it.
There are only about ten square stone letters like this at the foot of the hill. The corpse brokers organize themselves, the thinner ones are responsible for cleaning the corpses, and the stronger ones are responsible for carrying the letters and "bringing the corpses."
Xiaoman looked at a familiar thin figure among the beggars, and smiled imperceptibly. When he turned his head, he saw Liu Xiaomu staring at her teasingly, and his cheeks felt slightly warm.
When a corpse is placed in a stone letter and is lifted up by six corpse brokers and climbed up a hill along the stone path, the six black dogs focus on the stone letter, like a god staring at it, making people's hearts tremble. It seems.
After the dog's gaze, the evil spirits hiding on the corpse will be able to escape without any trace.
The ceremony of the holy burial was rigorous and long. The corpse brokers were busy going up and down without talking to each other. The Zoroastrian people were silent and showed no sign of impatience.
Suddenly a dog barked, breaking the silence.
Soon, six black dogs started barking one after another, all of them strong and fierce, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Everyone looked in the direction of the dog's head and saw a cloud of smoke rising outside the city wall. Then there was the sound of hoofbeats, from far to near, from light to heavy, like rolling thunder, shaking the ground!
"Swish! clank! clang clang..." The sound of swords being drawn out instantly became loud.
Both the Zoroastrian believers and the Beggar Gang members all had their pupils shrunk and their expressions solemn. At this moment, who can’t figure it out? Who dared to come with such great power and force, who sent it!
The good ones don’t come, and the ones who come are not good!
Saint Aunt Liu Xiaomu gave a clear shout: "The corpse broker, please stay back and take care of the body. All the protectors do not move to protect the saint! The missionaries and the warriors on guard will follow my aunt to face the enemy!"
"Magu!"
Everyone agreed in unison, and the formation was immediately divided into three groups: one group retreated, with its back to the east hill, sticking to the left and right sides of the saint; one group stayed still, blocking in front of the cart to prevent the corpse from being attacked; one group moved forward, forming a formation of wild geese.
, intercept the invading enemy.
After a while, the huge smoke and dust cleared, and more than a hundred mail-armored cavalry halted their horses and appeared twenty feet away. They were all holding iron-tied repeating crossbows, with horizontal swords on their waists, long bows and quivers, and their mail armor was like scales.
, Douchun is glowing with murderous intent!
The leading general suddenly took off a coarse cloth baggage from his waist and threw it casually. The baggage drew an arc in the air, and its momentum did not decrease after it landed. It rolled and jumped and landed in front of Liu Xiaomu and others.
The general's lips raised in a sneer: "Holy Zoroastrian saint, may you be blessed! I was entrusted by the palace envoy to meet you for the first time, so I offer you a little greeting. It's not respectful!"
The three Mages and several missionaries looked at the holy aunt one after another. Seeing her slightly nodding her head, showing no emotion or anger, Mage Shitali took a step forward, waved her staff and picked it up. The thick silk cloth immediately opened,
It was actually a bloody head!
Shitali was shocked and angry, and slowly turned the head straight, but it was He Guini, the master of the Luoyang altar!
He Guini's eyes were wide-eyed, his mouth was wide open, and his face was full of anger. His forehead, cheekbones, mandible, etc. were all covered with whip marks as thick as his fingers. The most outrageous thing was that a pair of iron rulers were slanted from his temples on both sides.
It was inserted and revealed from the broken part of his neck. It turned out to be his unique weapon! The broken part of his neck was neat, and there were still blood stains oozing out. It was obvious that he had been killed not long ago.
The eyes of the three mages were cracked: "Who is the altar master!!"
Fairness made He Yunzheng pounce on the head, hold up the head and cry: "Father!!!"
The three Mages shouted angrily, but they all unanimously rushed towards the general, dragging their staffs.
He Yunzheng heard the wind and shadow passing by his ears, and he came back to his senses. He immediately lowered his head and jumped up. His maces flew out from behind and fell into his hands. He charged forward with fury. His speed was no less than
Three mages!
The general took his time and grinned ferociously: "Fire the arrow!"
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The crossbow arrows pierced the air, making a harsh sound, and arrived in front of him in an instant. Some of the missed crossbow arrows were mostly submerged in the soil, which shows that the iron tire crossbow is so powerful that it can be seen in both arms!
Magok Kangsaiin, Mina Pu, and Shita Li rounded their staffs with both arms and tried their best to deflect the incoming crossbow arrows. Not only were they forced to stop, but they also stepped back. He Yunzheng swung his mace with both hands and smashed them away.
When the arrow is fired, although the body is hindered, it does not retreat but advances!
Liu Xiaomu's face was as heavy as water, and he threw out the white jade flute with his hand. The jade flute grew in the wind, and it actually grew to the size of a rafter. He swung it at the densely packed crossbow arrows. Perhaps the jade flute felt that it was difficult to support a lonely tree.
Just like before, one turned into two, two turned into four, four turned into eight... After a few breaths, there were dense flute shadows in front of the formation, like an airtight shield wall, blocking all the crossbow arrows.
The general raised his eyebrows slightly and shouted hurriedly: "Hold your bow!"
The crossbow arrows suddenly stopped. The mail cavalry put away their iron-tied repeating crossbows and stood upright like iron statues.
The jade flute was also put together, shrunk to about the length of a foot, and fell back into the jade hand. Liu Xiaomu said coldly: "Three temples of mage, fair envoys, will come back first." After saying that, the murderous intent in his eyes was as real as ever.
He shot towards the general and said, "You guys will kill my altar master and stay here today!"
Although the general was accustomed to killing, he still shuddered and said with a forced smile: "Holy aunt, please don't misunderstand me! Your Majesty, the palace envoy, sent me here, but I came here with sincerity, hoping to turn our hostility into friendship with the holy aunt."
Liu Xiaomu sneered, and Yudi pointed at He Guini's head: "Is this sincerity?! You can go down and accompany him later!" After that, he started to take action.
The general was decisive. He waved his hand, and immediately there were six armored guards, carrying more than a dozen identical coarse cloth bundles, slowly walking towards this side. There were no long bows or iron crossbows on them.
There is no quiver or sword, only daggers hanging vaguely on the belt on the side of the waist.
Liu Xiaomu winked, and immediately several believers came out and took the more than ten baggage with full vigilance. When he opened it, he saw that it was filled with lime, and it turned out to be the heads of the brothers in the church who died in the battle a few days ago.
The military general cupped his fists and said with a smile: "The heads of the members of the noble sect were brought back by the palace envoy. Since today is the holy burial ceremony of the noble sect, it would be better for the brothers in the sect to have their whole bodies. In addition,
Your sect still has sun guardians, building and wooden guardians, spreading good envoys, getting rid of evil envoys, recruiting virtuous envoys, and some brothers and sisters from the sect are guests in Taiwei Palace. They enjoy wine and meat every day, for fear that the reception will not be good..."
Liu Xiaomu's phoenix eyes stood upright and she shouted in a clear voice: "Are you threatening my aunt?!"
This sound was full of anger, and the "Nine Shao Eight Sounds Technique" was activated, bringing with it seven points of Yin Yuan Qi! The sound was like a wave, pushing flatly towards the front of the formation, and it arrived in an instant!
The six armored guards closest to them felt their hearts twisting and their ear points felt severe pain. They immediately became unstable and fell down. Two streams of blood seeped out from the ear holes, and some of their bodies even twitched several times unconsciously. It was obvious that they had
Suffered heavy losses.
The general and the hundreds of mail cavalry were not having a good time either. Some were dizzy, nauseated, as if they were poisoned, and most of their fighting spirit was immediately cut off; some fell off their horses directly, with crossbows and sabers hitting them.
There was a clanking sound on the mail.
After a few breaths, the general barely managed to stabilize his body, straightened his body, clasped his fists and laughed strangely: "Hahaha! How dare you, general! The palace envoy asked me to bring a message to the holy aunt, 'If Zoroastrianism is willing to attach itself to Taiwei Palace,
, not only are all the guests in the sect safe, but past events can also be forgotten, otherwise, it will be the disaster of destroying the altar and destroying the sect! I hope the holy lady will think twice and give an answer to the palace envoy within seven days! Haha! Let's go!"
The general said this, but regardless of whether the six mail guards were alive or dead, he decisively turned his horse's head and led the hundreds of mail cavalry who came in force and headed towards the city.