Chapter 319 Vultures pecking bones, black dogs licking meat
The yellow dust chases the horse away, and the green grass grows around the feet.
Saint Aunt Liu Xiaomu stood proudly in front of the formation, her embroidered shoes submerged by grass stems, covering most of the flowers. She looked at the six armored guards who were gradually waking up, with an uncertain look on her face: "Bring them here for questioning!"
A team of double-armed guards responded in succession and ran out from both wings to tie up the six armored guards. The six men just struggled to sit up and found it difficult to get away, so they simply pulled out their waistbands one after another.
He thrust the dagger into his throat with his backhand. Immediately, his body collapsed, blood splattered on the grass, and his life was gone.
The Shuang Gewei returned in disappointment, and Mage Kangsaiin on the other side had the courage to say: "Holy aunt! Does Wang Jin really want to surrender to my religion?"
Liu Xiaomu squinted her eyes and sneered: "Is Kang Mage tempted?"
Kang Saiyin was so frightened that he knelt down and clasped his hands to make a flame: "I dare not. Wang Jin killed so many of my brothers, how can I treat him well?"
Liu Xiaomu's face softened slightly and his eyes were full of meaning: "How could Wang Jin not know what you can think of? Today's move is, firstly, to frighten our religion and use the Yaori Guardians as hostages, so that we can throw the rat into a trap; secondly, it is also a test.
Really or not, if I am seriously injured and cannot recover, and they come in force, if I don’t kill them all, how can I retreat hastily?"
Kang Saiyin still knelt on one knee, raised his head and asked: "What is the decision of the holy lady? If you humble yourself, you will die for it."
Liu Xiaomu said proudly: "We have been spreading the sacred fire of Zoroastrianism in China for more than two hundred years. We have been respected by all dynasties and have widespread believers. How can we bend our knees at the feet of a jester? Wang Jin has such an idea, which shows that he is at the end of his game. He wants to
We need to keep some feathers to protect ourselves. My aunt never refused on the spot, but she wanted to give up doubts and buy a few more days of relaxation for the Zoroastrian religion. Once the plan is finalized and the results are beginning to show, the Dharma protectors and the others can turn the danger into safety."
After hearing this, Tang Saiyin and others felt a little relieved. They all prostrated themselves, clasped their hands together and said, "Holy Aunt, you are so wise, I am so humble and admire you so much!"
Liu Xiaomu didn't take this kind of compliment seriously and said calmly: "The deceased is not in peace, so empty courtesy can be avoided. The funeral ceremony will continue, so please don't make any more noise."
However, at the foot of Dongqiu, a group of beggars acted as "corpse brokers". When they saw more than a hundred mail-armored cavalry being shouted away by the holy aunt, they couldn't help but be shocked, and their hands became busy again.
After all the two hundred and seventy-eight corpses were washed by the "holy water" and they climbed up the hill and entered the tower, the beggars all exuded a pungent smell. Although my sense of smell had long been numbed, I watched the believers avoid them.
From the look on his face, he knew that the smell must be unbearable for ordinary people.
The yin energy in Liu Xiaomu's body circulated, temporarily blocking her sense of smell, and then she walked towards the group of beggars who had finished their work. She recognized the leader of the Beggar Gang, Long Zaitian, so she clasped her hands to make a flame, showed her face and smiled: "Thank you, leader Long, lead the way.
Help everyone to find the corpse of a Muslim believer for our Zoroastrian religion, and enter the pagoda safely according to the religious rituals. My aunt would like to thank you!"
Xiaoman followed beside him, endured the pungent smell, and performed the holy fire ceremony in a proper manner.
Only today did Long Zaitian find out that the woman he had made a bet with that day was actually a Zoroastrian saint! While he was shocked, he instantly understood why Tan Xiangchu looked strange at that time and was somewhat respectful to the woman.
So he hurriedly waved his hands and said: "It's easy to say, easy to say! Get people's money and silk, and eliminate disasters with them! Our beggar gang is not afraid of dirty, smelly and hard work. If there is something useful in the future, we can send people to find old beggars again.
Son."
"Oh? Then I'd like to thank Gang Leader Long for his generosity. I'll give you a lot of money for this trip. But," Liu Xiaomu smiled half-heartedly, looking at Long Zaitian and said, "The bet between you and me still counts. I don't know.
Has Leader Long found a suitable poor household?"
Long Zaitian's expression suddenly changed, his eyes uncertain as he said: "The old beggar has only been busy with his affairs these days, and has not sent anyone to look for him yet. Holy aunt, don't worry! The old beggar spat out words and nailed them. What he said,
I will never regret what I have done."
Liu Xiaomu did not chase after him, but said lightly: "Then we will wait for the good news." After saying that, he looked at Yang Chaoxi who was hiding and tucked aside, and said charmingly, "Little Taoist, what are you doing sneakily, sneaking into begging?"
From Erbang, come to Dongqiu, a Zoroastrian sect, to spy on you?"
Seeing that the holy aunt had revealed the identity of the skinny beggar, Xiao Man couldn't turn a blind eye and hurriedly saluted and said: "Well, Mr. Yang!"
Yang Chaoxi had no choice but to scratch her nose and said: "I have been hiding out in the Beggar Gang these past few days. I heard that Miss Xiaomu was making such a big fuss about collecting the bones of the sect members, so I became very curious, so I came here to take a look. But I didn't know about the 'holy water'
After the washed body was put into the tower, how was it buried?" As he spoke, he glanced at the small half bucket of yellow liquid at his feet, "What is this 'holy water'? Why does it smell so weird?"
Liu Xiaomu raised the corner of his mouth, but before he could answer, he saw Xiaoman burst into laughter: "Sir, that 'holy water' is cow's drowning, just like the Taoist cow's tears, it also has the effect of channeling spirits and warding off evil spirits. Geez!
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Yang Zhaoxi suddenly showed a look of tears: I dared not believe that I and the beggars had been busy for a long time, and they actually dipped their hand towels in the cow's drown and scrubbed the body covered with bruises and missing arms and legs. Immediately, there was a surge in the stomach, almost to the point of
Vomited out all the overnight fast food.
Liu Xiaomu also smiled: "Since you are curious, you might as well see is believing. If you are wearing a righteous shirt, you are still a corpse broker. Even if you enter the tower to take a look, it does not violate the religious rules. Auntie will take you up the hill and enter the tower.
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Yang Zhaoxi pressed her lips and nodded repeatedly, wanting to get away from these cattle drownings as soon as possible... Oh no! Stay away from these "holy water". The corpse odor is forgivable, but the "holy water" is unforgivable! I really don't know who founded the Zoroastrianism in China.
Senior, what revelation did you receive from the Lord of God? And under what circumstances did you create these strange and bizarre ordinances!
Within a few breaths, his thoughts turned around. When he looked up again, Liu Xiaomu, Xiaoman, and Long Zaitian were already several feet away.
Yang Zhaoxi hurriedly took three steps and then two steps to catch up. He stayed behind a few people and walked up the stone path. The black dogs that were guarding both sides of the stone path just now had no idea where they had gone. Thinking of that feeling, it was like staring into the abyss.
His eyes were like those of a dog, and he still had a shuddering feeling in his heart.
In a short while, the four of them arrived in front of the Tower of Silence. They saw that above the short stone steps, outside a transparent doorway, the small cast iron door had been opened. Looking up, they could vaguely see the gray shadows flickering inside, as if there were thousands of them.
The sound of a thousand beatings and breaking drums came out through the door, dense as raindrops.
Liu Xiaomu stopped in front, turned around and said seriously: "Little Taoist priest, are you sure you want to see it?"
Yang Chaoxi suddenly felt a bad feeling, welling up from the bottom of his heart. It seems that the result of curiosity may not be as wonderful as expected, maybe it will be another shocking and unexpected... However, the body shape has arrived
In front of the pagoda, if you don't go up and take a look, you will feel dissatisfied after all.
So he nodded firmly: "It took half a day to wash away the corpses, so I wanted to go up and take a look." Then he turned to Long Zaitian and said, "Will Gang Leader Long come with you?"
Naturally, Long Zaitian did not show any timidity. His beard trembled slightly and he replied calmly: "What's so weird about it? You'll know only after seeing it. My friend, please!"
After saying that, the two of them climbed up the steps one after another, and entered the Tower of Silence in just a few breaths. The scene in front of them made the two of them crazy with horror:
I saw that the ground inside the tower was flat, paved with stone bricks, and a patio with a circumference of four or five feet was sunken in the middle. The corpses that had just been brought in by the corpse brokers all had their feet facing the patio, their heads toward the wall, and their backs facing the sky.
Staring at the sky, I laid out several neat circles.
Countless vultures, like black clouds, flew up and down among them, pecking at the naked corpses. The sound of beating the drum just now was the sound of countless hooked beaks pecking away the skin and flesh, and hitting the bones.
And the six black dogs were also wandering around, licking the splattered flesh and blood, feeling so uncomfortable...
It’s really a field of corpses and a sea of blood, just like the purgatory of dead souls!
The rotten stench was overwhelming, mixed with the strong smell of blood, and it was disgusting! As far as the eye could see, there were countless vultures feasting, and countless black dogs eating orgies...
The two of them just looked at each other for a few times before they couldn't stand it anymore and ran out. They were pushed and shoved, and their hands and feet rushed down the stone steps in panic. Their stomachs were already in turmoil. Their heads tilted to the side and they began to vomit.
Xiao Man walked forward considerately, slapped the two of them on the back, and urged them to spit out their filth. He then took off a small wine bag from his waist, stuffed it into Yang Chaoxi's hand, and said with a smile: "
Young Master, please rinse your mouth quickly! And Leader Long, please drink some wine to reduce the filthiness. Haha!"
When Liu Xiaomu saw that the two men had recovered a little, he said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Little Taoist priest, this is the most sacred step in my Zoroastrian burial ceremony, 'the vulture pecks the bones and the black dog licks the flesh.' Wait for the spiritual vulture and the sacred dog."
After eating all the flesh and blood, the bones will be thrown into the well in the tower, where they will be exposed to the sun, wind, frost and rain, and then return to heaven and earth."
Yang Zhaoxi's face was still pale, and she reluctantly clasped her fists and said: "Miss Xiaomu, Xiaodao has had an eye-opening experience today. Everyone in the world says that Zoroastrianism is secretive and unbelievable, and it is indeed well-deserved! If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who could have imagined seeing such burial customs?"
After that, he and Long Zaitian supported each other and walked crookedly down the east hill.
The believers under the Qiuxia stood as solemn as before. Only the beggars from the Beggar Gang were ready to take off their righteous shirts so that they could be returned to Zoroastrianism. However, they saw the holy girl Xiaoman stepping forward and bowing politely: "Master Long Gang! Please leave some.
The 'corpse brokers' are here. When the spiritual vultures are gone, they must collect the bones to the tower well. I will teach Anren to lead dozens of believers to guard here to keep them safe."
Long Zaitian understood and immediately explained to Niu Zhang Bo. Then he asked the rest of the gang to take off their righteous shirts and put them all under the east hill.
The Zoroastrian believers immediately took kerosene and poured it on the righteous shirt. The thick black liquid, like strange vines, quickly dyed the righteous shirt into a black and white mountain.
I saw Holy Aunt Liu Xiaomu making a secret with her hands, muttering something, and suddenly pointed towards the righteous shirt, and a ball of fireworks suddenly burst into flames. The fireworks spread and quickly covered the righteous shirt. The righteous shirt, which was like a small mountain, gradually became smaller and smaller.
Small, eventually reduced to a fluffy pile of ash.
The believers looked at the fire, made flames with their hands, and began to chant the familiar hymn over and over again: "All the spirits in the three worlds, serve me as the Lord of God. Eliminate evil and spread good, and bring peace to the king's land. The holy fire is blazing, sweeping away all evil things. Jiewu
All peoples, be freed from all suffering..."
The clear sky is like a wash, and the setting sun is like a wheel. There are only a few clouds left, hiding on the top of Beimang Mountain, entangled secretly.
Seeing that everything was done, Long Zaitian took Yang Chaoxi with him and led most of the gang to bid farewell to the Zoroastrian people. But at this moment, a red shadow came flying from the south. When it got closer, it turned out that
He was a believer wearing a crimson lotus robe, his face was red, he was sweating like rain, and he was panting like an ox.
When he saw the holy aunt, he immediately bowed and said: "Hello, holy aunt! An hour ago, the armored guards of Taiwei Palace raided the Qin Mansion and took away all the gold and silver, old, young, women and children, as well as all the servants and maids in the house! I'm humble.
, humble and risk death
When I got closer to investigate, I saw that Tianji Protector was not among those detained. I don’t know if he had died as a martyr or had fled elsewhere... Now in Yongtai Square, there are chainmail guards everywhere. Please... please look for the Holy Aunt elsewhere.
Shelter!”
"Bang!"
A hundred steps away, a large boulder about a foot high suddenly exploded, and stone fragments flew like snow sleet. A white light flew from the empty place and flew back to the jade hand, but it was the translucent white jade flute.
Liu Xiaomu's phoenix eyes were blazing with fire, and her eyes were about to burst: "Wang Jin is a dog! You are bullying me too much! You are pressing me step by step, asking me, the Zoroastrian Cult, to surrender quickly... Huh! If someone is killed or injured in the Qin Mansion, my aunt will bear the pain with all her strength."
Thunder punishment will also turn Taiwei Palace into a bloody ground!"
When Yang Chaoxi heard this, he suddenly became worried. I wonder if Qin Qing is still in Linji Temple today, or has he returned to Qin Mansion? Has he been detained by the armored guards? If the situation is extremely bad, he will take risks and explore at night.