Sai Zhen.
A folk name for the Zoroastrian sacrificial ceremony, which attracts many people to watch every time it is held.
At this moment, a group of people from the Western Regions with high nose bridges and deep eye sockets gathered around outside the Zoroastrian Temple to play, play, and sing. Some played pipa, drums, and flutes. They were sitting or standing. It was like a dancing group of demons.
But it would be a big mistake to compare these people with those low-status artists. Most of them were wealthy businessmen who came to Datang from the Western Regions to operate, and they almost monopolized the horse and spice trade in the Western Market.
Now that Jiedushi An Lushan is backing it, even the Buddhist and Taoist families are unwilling to suppress it, so as not to offend the Hu people in the court.
"My lord, please."
The red priest came back. He took a piece of roasted lamb tenderloin from the grill and presented it to Lu Li on a gold plate, while another priest handed over a silver dagger with both hands.
As for Milis and Miss Qianrui, they were simply ignored.
Monk Jing is a heretic, so being able to step into this place without being expelled is all because of Lu Li's face.
In the eyes of the priest, Qian Rui was no different from ordinary Han people. She could watch the sacrificial ceremony, but she was not qualified to receive courtesy.
Yes, Zoroastrianism is extremely xenophobic. Even if they were in Chang'an, they still refused to accept Tang believers and only spread it among the barbarian circles.
"Why don't you see Da Sabao?"
Lu Li held the plate and looked around, but did not move the dagger.
"Da Sabao is getting the sacred fire."
The red priest spoke Chinese extremely fluently, but after answering, he turned to the congregation and mumbled a lot of Sogdian.
Immediately afterwards, a large Hu man wearing a pointed felt hat and a flowered lapel robe walked out of the crowd. He was not a businessman, but a member of the temple.
Monk Hu first nodded to Lu Li and smiled kindly, then pulled out the short knife from his waist and stabbed it into his stomach.
A sharp shout rang out from her side, and Miss Qianrui saw blood spurting out from the wound, but Monk Hu didn't take it seriously and continued to kill himself with all his strength.
The Hu people said they were accustomed to this, and they enjoyed the performance while eating barbecue.
Not long after, the sharp blade broke out from his back. The Zoroastrian monk still had no plan. He took off his shirt and slowly turned around, as if for everyone to check.
"Western Illusion?"
Qian Rui seemed to have recovered and caught a glimpse of the truth.
Lu Li shook his head and said calmly: "It's not an illusion. At least I didn't see it as an illusion."
The so-called illusions are inferior forms of deceiving vision. Those that are successful can not only deceive vision, but also deceive onlookers' sense of smell, or other things.
In his opinion, the Zoroastrian monk was really disemboweling himself, slicing him horizontally and vertically, severing his intestines and rupturing his belly. But the strange thing was that his heartbeat was still as normal, like a normal person.
At this time, the red-robed priest looked at the disciple who was washing his wounds with holy water, and asked thoughtfully: "How do you feel, noble man?"
"Zoroastrianism has a wonderful way."
After saying this, Lu Li smiled and watched the disemboweled Zoroastrian monk walk back to the crowd.
"In that case, I would like to invite you to watch it again."
After getting the signal, another Zoroastrian monk came out. He didn't have a knife on him, but he took a long iron nail that was half a man's height. He first smiled at everyone, and then without saying anything, the iron nail pointed at Tian Ling Gai stabbed straight forward.
"The poor monk wants to go to Suzhou Zoroastrian Temple. What do you want, noble man? I can get it for you." The monk looked at Lu Li happily. There was a man standing next to him, carrying a big hammer and hammering on the nails. Not long after, the nail head came out from Monk Hu's armpit, and blood flowed all over the ground.
Suzhou is located on the northwest border, a thousand miles away from Chang'an. Lu Li really couldn't guess what the Zoroastrian monk was trying to do.
"If you haven't thought about it well, you don't have to worry, noble man. The monk can still hold on for a while." The bearded man looked nonchalant, sitting cross-legged on the ground and waiting patiently.
"How about roasted camel hump?"
Lu Li was exposed to this mysterious method for the first time. He didn't have any fear in his heart, he just wanted to broaden his horizons.
The northwest is dominated by camels, which can be used both as pack animals and as food. The Zoroastrian monk said that he was going to Suzhou, so wouldn't it be too much to bring back a roasted camel hump?
"But, noble man, please stay here for a while, and the young monk will come back as soon as you go." The bearded man with the iron nails under his arm clasped his hands and laughed, jumped up, and really flew away in the air.
Not awake?
Bewitched by an illusion?
Seeing this scene, Lu Li finally became serious and began to use Qi Machine to sense the Greedy Wolf Star. The black-maned horse felt something and moved closer to its master.
"Don't be nervous." The red-robed priest looked behind Lu Li, his pupils narrowed, "I don't have any ill intentions in our religion, and besides, the noble man has the luck of the court, so he is immune to all attacks."
"We are here to demonstrate my Zoroastrian mysteries."
Subconsciously, Lu Li looked at Jing Monk Milis, who was holding the cross in his hand, closing his eyes and reciting his own scriptures.
"Lang...lang..."
Qian Rui's body trembled. She felt that the world she had lived in for sixteen years had become particularly strange.
Two monks who survived being pierced by sharp weapons, one of them could still fly in the air. And Dali Qing, who had been with him for a day, was even more terrifying. There was a green wolf floating behind him with an indifferent expression. He just glanced at him secretly and felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
"No need to worry, noble man, the young monk has returned!"
The sound seemed to come from the horizon, and in the blink of an eye, a figure appeared in front of him.
The iron nail was still clamped under his arm, but there was a golden basin in his hand, which was steaming and fragrant.
"Today is a day of prayer. Suzhou Zoroastrian Temple has also prepared tributes, and there happens to be roasted camel hump that the noble man requested."
In order to prove that he had really gone to Suzhou, the monk with the nailed armpit unclenched his clenched fists, and a handful of snow sand grabbed from the ground appeared in front of everyone.
"What does your religion mean?"
Lu Li's brows furrowed, as if he would act immediately if they disagreed.
God is nagging.
However, there is also a piece of valuable information: the court is blessed with good fortune and is invulnerable to all forces.
This is most likely the reason why evil spirits did not cause too much trouble.
"Da Sabao dreamed of the supreme god Ahura Mazda last night. He said that a destined person came to Chang'an and told us to serve him well."
Lu Li was not surprised by this. After all, there was Jing Monk Milis looking for him in front of him.
"Thank you for your hospitality. It has opened my eyes and I am very honored. I just have some secular matters that need to be dealt with urgently..."
Hearing this, the two red-clothed priests didn't know what Lu Li meant, and they said in unison: "When the Sacred Flame is lit and the blessing ceremony is completed, you can leave."
Holy fire?
Burn my broken body with the blazing holy fire. How can life be joyful and death be painful? To eliminate evil for the sake of good, there is only light. Joy and sorrow all return to dust. Have pity on my people, for they are full of sorrows! Have pity on my people, for they are full of sorrows!
The supreme king of martial arts, slaying dragons with his precious sword, commands the world, and no one dares to disobey...
Thinking of this, Lu Li felt like something was wrong.
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