When one person gets angry, several people respond.
When the other Zoroastrian guardians and missionaries saw this, they all stood up suddenly and started cursing Li Shaochen. The whole room was full of obscenities for a while, and it took a long time to stop.
The acting leader Wang Bing then stood up and said with a sad face: "Li Shaochen, this son, is also a person with a blood feud! Back then, he was chased by Yuan Zai's minions all the way and almost died in Luoshui. It was the brothers in the sect who acted righteously and saved his life.
I killed him, taught him martial arts, and invited him to join our sect.
Unexpectedly, he raised a tiger to gnaw at itself, and grew an anvil into a snake! This man, despite his great wings, actually harbored heretics, repaid kindness with hatred, and did such... a shameful thing that was outraged by both humans and gods! If the Holy Maiden hadn't been clever, wouldn't he have tainted our Zoroastrianism in vain?
Sacred ritual?! Alas! Misfortune arises from Xiao Qiang, evil arises from greed, and I share this warning with you all!"
"The leader's admonition, please bear it in your heart!"
Tianji Dharma Protector Qin Xiangchu took the lead in making flames with his hands and responded respectfully. Hearing the words, the other Dharma Protectors and missionaries also imitated the words, and the sound in the hall was like thunder.
Wang Bing nodded slightly, pressed his hands down to signal everyone to be silent, and then said loudly: "As the saying goes, 'A family scandal should not be made public.' Li Shaochen teased the saint and tried to escape. I hope you will all send your hands to conduct a secret visit. Pleasant
Catch him quickly and teach him! You must keep your mouth shut to the outside world and don’t make any noise!
I am old and dying, but the great cause of building religion still has to fall on you brothers! Therefore, I hope that you will put aside your grudges in the future, work together, and always work together to help each other, and never act like brothers to fight against each other!"
After hearing this, everyone put their hands together to make flames and saluted in unison: "The leader is so wise and benevolent, I humbly express my gratitude to him!"
Seeing everyone like this, Wang Bing felt a little warm in his chest. He pondered for a moment and then said: "There are two other important matters, so I took this opportunity to tell you all about them together!
First, if our religion wants to revitalize, we must first re-select the site and build the main altar. Instead of the old practice of using the three temples to worship the protector, the altar owner, and the missionary in turn, the main altar is the main trunk, the Zoroastrian Temple is the side branch, and the main altar is the main altar.
Teach everyone to use one to hold ten thousand flowers and leaves, and to lift up the eyes.
Secondly, if you want to promote the teachings, you must prepare a ceremony to rekindle the sacred fire. The Zoroastrian god and gods must re-cut stones to make statues, build platforms and temples to house them; build additional fire altars and fire houses, and store more tamarisk trees.
Wood, to be used as fuel when the saint performs her magic."
After hearing this, all the guardians knew that Wang Bing, the acting leader of the cult, had made such a statement and must have thought about this matter in detail. Moreover, these two important matters were both long-term plans for the whole cult, and there was no hidden secret.
Therefore, Di Guanfa Ye Sanqiu was the first to respond: "Our religion has not carried out any major construction projects for several years. People who don't know the inside story would say that Zoroastrianism has declined! This method of the leader not only makes it clear that religious rituals are superior and inferior, but also strengthens the prestige of our religion.
Diwei must die to save him!"
Protector Tianji was unwilling to be outdone, and immediately expressed his position: "Tianji is mediocre for half his life, and it is only thanks to the blessing of the Lord God that he can earn a small amount of money. Since the leader has this intention, Tianji is willing to spend all his wealth to make this happen. In order to call the Lord Hu Tianji
Ahura Mazda, it is clear that all of our followers in China will sacrifice their lives in worship, and all of them will be sincere!"
Shuangyue Dharma Protector Li Xiaoman knew that the "Relighting the Holy Fire" ceremony was expected by everyone, and his role was crucial. He immediately waved his arms, touched his forehead, and made a secret with his hands, which was shaped like fireworks, and his mouth seemed to be murmuring in a dream.
Reciting the formula, he recited a string of strange Sogdian words.
Everyone didn't know what was going on, but they heard a soft "pop" sound, and a few yellow and blue flames appeared on Xiaoman's slender, catkin-like jade fingers!
The flames were light and faint, and they quickly merged into one flame, which was wonderful and extraordinary.
Xiaoman then looked at Wang Bing, with bright eyes and a pious voice: "Shayla Worthy swears an oath to the Lord of God and all of you! I wish to burn my heart as a candle and my body as a fire to illuminate my religious rituals, spread good and eliminate evil. If I violate it,
This oath is like a knife, a mountain, and a wok, no matter how hard it is!"
After saying this, he moved his fingers, and the flame swayed, floated into the air, and gradually extinguished into a wisp of blue smoke.
Wang Bing and others were actually astonished for a long time. Of course they knew that the "fire control technique" was a secret that was not taught to the saint Liu Xiaomu, and no one in the Jilai religion had learned it. When they saw Xiao Man showing off his skill,
Naturally, I thought of this technique. The respect and fear for Xiaoman in my heart became even deeper.
Wang Bing was the first to kneel down on one knee, put his hands together to make a flame, and said with a solemn face: "All the spirits in the three realms serve my divine master. Eliminate evil and spread good, and bring peace to the king's land. The holy fire is blazing, sweeping away all evil things. Liberate all our people and escape from all evil.
bitter!"
The rest of the protectors and missionaries also knelt down and chanted hymns, piously and solemnly. The neat and loud voices poured out of the main hall and floated into the air, with a momentum like a rainbow, and the sound shook the rubble!
The protector of the sun, who was mixed in among them, suddenly had a sly smile on his lips.
The stone chamber is as dark as night, and the candlelight is as bright as a firefly.
Yang Chaoxi suddenly felt burning pain on the knuckles of both hands. It was as if invisible insects and ants were hiding in the wound and biting it, burning endlessly.
With the help of a candle, he raised his hand and took a look, only to realize that his fist was covered in blood and flesh. There was a lot of dust and gravel embedded in it, which made his heart twitch and regretful.
The fishy smell that constantly came between his two strands made him even more embarrassed. However, the replacement robe that Fang Mengde had just promised him had not been delivered yet, so he had to breathe in and out slowly as much as possible to get rid of the nauseating smell.
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Fortunately, his limbs had been released, and the situation was much better than before. Yang Zhaoxi endured the pain in his hands, picked up the candlestick, and walked around the stone room to look at it. What was frustrating was that the stone room was exactly what he expected.
There is not much difference:
It is narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. The sky is round and the circumference is only eight or nine feet. It is built with stone bricks more than five feet wide on all sides. The seams in the stone are so thin that a needle cannot be inserted. I don’t know where the skilled craftsman is who can do this.
Such detailed fortifications!
Only at the corner of the wall, there are two rows of finger-thick holes, through which the cool breeze can penetrate, making the stone room not feel stuffy. The stone door is located in one corner, not more than seven feet high, slightly recessed by more than half a foot, but it fits perfectly.
There are more than a dozen bloody fist prints on the door, which are his masterpieces.
Turning his head and looking around, he saw that the stone couch where he had been tied up before was located diagonally across from the stone door, close to the wall and integrated with the stone floor. Apart from that, there was nothing in the stone room. It was said that it was "a family with four walls".
Very appropriate.
Yang Zhaoxi couldn't help but sigh. It was torture for him to stay in such a dark and boring stone room for two days. If he didn't find something to do, I'm afraid the deathly silence alone could drive him away.
Crazy.
Just as he was thinking this, something suddenly moved in his mind, and he hurriedly moved towards the stone couch with a candle.
After a little exploration, he found the key that Fang Mengde had left behind just now on the side of the stone couch, still inserted sideways in the keyhole. Yang Zhaoxi became curious, and immediately grasped the key and tried to pull it out.
Unexpectedly, the key seemed to be firmly embedded in the stone bed. No matter how he turned it left and right and fiddled with it several times, he couldn't pull it out!
Just when he was about to give up, the key suddenly trembled, and a slight vibration seemed to come from the stone couch. Soon there was a sound of iron and stone grinding together, and the cracked half-moon-shaped iron lumps on the stone couch suddenly all moved together.
As soon as he moved, he quickly returned to the appearance of the iron hoop. If he was still on the stone couch, he might still be trapped by the iron hoop.
Then I felt my hands loosen, and the key had popped out of the lock and landed in my palm. A closer look revealed that the key was made of bronze, with a green body and cold tentacles. The handle of the key was decorated with a pattern of a winding dragon, and the carving was simple.
, but lifelike; the key stem is straight and eight-sided, just in line with the keyhole. The key stem is covered with many key teeth shaped like window panes, like a miniature copper whip.
Yang Zhaoxi sat back on the edge of the stone couch and rubbed the bronze spoon in his hand, feeling that it was indescribably delicate and weird.
However, after looking at it for a long time, I couldn't see any clues. I had to bend over and pick up the candlestick, and put it together with the copper key in the corner of the stone couch against the wall. Then I sat cross-legged and started to practice Qigong to spend the next two days.
The boring scene of the day.
I don't know how long it took, but after a short "buzz" sound, the dragon-breaking stone door, which was untouchable by thunder, lifted up a gap five or six inches high!
Yang Chaoxi immediately jumped up and was in front of the crack in the door in an instant. Without any hesitation, he leaned down to the ground and tried to get out from the crack. Who knew that the crack in the door was still a little narrow, and he couldn't even fit his head in.
Go in, let alone the whole body.
While frustrated, he saw a pair of dark brown feet from outside the deep crack in the door. The feet were covered with boils and calluses, and were so thin that there was only a layer of skin left. There were rusty shackles on the raised ankles.
.It shows that the owner of these feet is at most a rough slave in this dark place.
While he was distracted, the owner of the footboard had bent down and slowly pushed a flat coarse cloth bundle in with a wooden stick. This was obviously to prevent his hands from being grabbed by the person in the stone chamber and making it difficult to escape.
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Yang Chaoxi's heart was as clear as a mirror. This was the person Fang Mengde sent to bring him a replacement. He immediately kept an eye on it, and when the wooden stick huddled behind the bundle gradually came closer, he immediately took hold of the wooden stick with lightning speed.
, and yanked back, trying to bring the man's arm in.
Unexpectedly, the man was so frightened that he let go of his hand, and Yang Zhaoxi took the wooden stick and the bundle in. However, his hand knocked on the corner of the stone door, and a bloody mouth suddenly appeared, causing the man to cry out in pain:
"Abba! Abba...Abba!"
It turned out to be a mute slave.
Yang Chaoxi felt a trace of guilt in his heart, and immediately apologized. Unexpectedly, the mute slave ignored him and quickly pulled the trigger. With a muffled sound, the stone door was lowered heavily again, and dust fell on his face.
Yang Chaoxi returned angrily. He took off his wet robe in front of the stone couch, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it far away by the stone door. Then he picked up the two biscuits sandwiched in the robe.
And a gourd of water, let go and chew.
After having enough water and food, I sat cross-legged, but I felt sulky in my heart. I couldn't calm down for a long time and "sit in a circle and keep quiet".
As he glanced around, he suddenly caught a glimpse of many tiny holes on the stone couch near the candlestick!
Using both hands and feet, he lay down and took a closer look, only to find that these holes were very strange: the holes seemed to be arranged according to the positions of the Nine Palaces and Bagua, the five elements and the four directions. It was similar to the "Luoshu Diagram" arranged by Master Chang Yuan before, but there were seven
Eighty percent similar. What is even more bizarre is that these holes are the same as the keyholes just now. They are all chiseled into an octagonal shape, as if they are waiting for the bronze key to open.
Yang Chaoxi felt excited. I wonder if there might be some kind of treasure or secret passage hidden under this stone couch. If I could get one of them, I wouldn't have spent two days sitting in this stone room in vain!
He immediately couldn't help but grab the bronze key and poke the holes. However, after working for half an hour and sweating profusely, he still couldn't find any clue. On the contrary, the blood scab that had solidified on his hand broke again.
Come on.
Blood dripped down the fingers and dripped near the hole, making the hole that was originally unclear suddenly become much more messy.
"Wear nine shoes on one, three on the left and seven on the right, two and four are shoulders, six and eight are feet, and five are among them..."
Yang Chaoxi murmured in his mouth and recited the formula several times. But the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the arrangement of these holes did not look like Luoshu. It looked a bit like a river map, but the location and number did not correspond...
By some strange combination of circumstances, Yang Chaoxi used his finger pen and blood instead of ink to outline the holes. He forgot where he was and the pain in his knuckles. It was not until a long time later that his eyes finally lit up:
These many irregular holes actually embed "River Map" and "Luoshu" together!
There is a name called "He and Luo depend on each other"!