"Donor...Donor..."
A soft call came to my ears.
Miss Qian Rui squatted beside her, worried. She tremblingly put her hand under Lu Li's nose. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that his breathing was steady:
"It's not an option if Lang Jun doesn't wake up for a long time. It's better to send him to a nearby hospital."
You should know that various accidents are likely to occur during the Lantern Festival Lantern Festival, so all medical clinics are on standby and stay open all night, waiting for the injured to come.
"No need, this is the dojo of Aloha Tianzun, no one dares to harm our distinguished guests."
"Furthermore, the noble man is very powerful and can't be harmed so easily. It must be that Tianzun summoned him for something and used some tricks."
Hearing this, Milis shook his head and told the most likely situation to calm Miss Qianrui's emotions.
In this way, the two of them waited silently in the narrow and dark compartment.
As time passed slowly, Lu Li, who was lying on the ground, finally opened his eyes. He felt as if he had slept in the confessional room in front of him.
Was that a dream?
It's too ridiculous and weird.
I don't know how long ago it was, but as soon as Qian Rui walked out of the confession room, he went in and closed the door behind him.
There was no light coming in, it was dark all around, but this had no effect at all.
What is the purpose of Zoroastrianism giving away gold coins engraved with the sacred fire?
Tianzun said that the wooden cross sign given to him will be of great use in the future. Can you tell me the details?
Lu Li remembered that after he asked these two questions in his mind, he felt that his eyes were in a trance. He had no time to react. The darkness faded and the light reappeared in front of his eyes.
"Shangyuan Ankang."
A voice came into my ears.
The specific appearance of the speaker was unclear, but he was wearing a robe.
Araha Deva…
Isn't He a Western god?
Why wear a robe?
Under Miss Qian Rui's worried gaze, Lu Li pinched his eyebrows and sat up. He couldn't remember what the figure said to him. Anyway, his attitude was extremely cordial, and the first thing he said was:
Shangyuan Ankang.
"How does the donor feel?" Millis asked in a deep voice.
"nothing……"
Lu Li was about to answer when he saw a little more light in his hand, like a burning flame, and subconsciously frowned: "Is this?"
At the same time, the Zoroastrian gold coin that was previously held in his hand and engraved with the sacred fire disappeared.
hiss!
In fact, Lu Li had almost forgotten the last time he had a splitting headache, and he had almost forgotten the feeling.
But I seem to remember something——
This Zoroastrian token is not a good thing, and Tianzun wants to light it.
Miss Qian Rui noticed that he was feeling unwell and took the initiative to help him massage his temples.
Immediately afterwards, the Nestorian boy he met when he arrived rushed to the confessional and greeted: "Deacon Millis, two distinguished guests, dinner is ready."
At this time, Lu Li realized that as long as he did not recall the pain, the pain would be relieved, so he controlled himself not to recall the scene of the conversation with Tianzun, and asked instead:
"How long have I been in here?"
"About two moments." Millis answered truthfully.
A moment is about fifteen minutes.
For two moments, I didn't expect my consciousness to stay in that wonderful world for so long.
In other words.
I also talked with the Heavenly Lord for two full moments.
Logically speaking, when such an unknown thing happened, he should be extremely anxious, but after regaining consciousness, Lu Li was surprisingly calm.
He didn't know why, but he wasn't worried at all, just like...
My former self negotiated a business deal with others without telling my current self. After the deal was done, I took the initiative to forget everything and left this sentence in my heart:
Don't worry, I'll do the work.
"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain. If you are tricked by yourself, I will admit it."
Having said this, Lu Li sighed softly and was in a pretty good mood.
The three people next to him didn't know what was going on. They saw that he was dazed for a while, then showed a dumbfounded expression, and now he looked relaxed again.
The devil is stunned?
It shouldn't be.
Both Milis and the young monk Jing believe in their own heavenly deity. Although there are not many worshippers and believers in the temple, it is quite effective, no worse than the Buddha enshrined in Baotang Temple and Qinglong Temple.
"Mr. Lang, how about we go to the medical clinic? I know an old miracle doctor..."
"fine."
Lu Li lowered his eyes for a moment, calmed down all his emotions, and chose to trust his intuition, and said: "Deacon Millis, tomorrow night the saint will hold a banquet for all ministers in the Qinzhengfu building. At that time, I will intercede on behalf of your temple and ask the saint to rectify the name of Nestorianism. .”
Persian monk.
Boshu Temple.
For Jing Seng, these two shameful titles have been with them for hundreds of years. If they can be completely resolved, even if Lu Li is unwilling to join the religion, they will inscribe a monument and write a biography for him.
Haishi.
The stars and the moon hang high.
Don't rush the jade leaking silver pot, the iron gate and the golden lock are clearly open. Who can sit idle when they see the moon? Who can hear the lamp but not look at it?
It is lively enough during the day, but the people of Chang'an know that it is nothing at all. Night is the most anticipated time.
King Wu released the ban and allowed night travel.
Go to the streets to watch the lanterns, participate in singing and dancing activities, watch acrobatics, dance, and do whatever you want. It doesn't matter if you violate the laws of the Tang Dynasty a little, as long as you run away before the government sends someone to arrest you.
Didn't you see that in storytelling such as "Shuo Tang", "Water Margin" and "Xue Jiajiang", this plot often appears: heroes making lanterns.
The heroes of Wagang made lanterns, the heroes of Liangshan made lanterns, and Xue Gang made lanterns to rebel against the Tang Dynasty...
As for why you chose this time?
Without it, there are many people.
After having dinner at Jing Temple, Lu Li put aside all distracting thoughts and concentrated on enjoying the scenery.
Every house is lit with lights, and music and music are played everywhere.
Along the way, there were tens of thousands of lanterns everywhere and too many people to count. Traffic jams were a common occurrence.
Under the fireworks, countless bright lights decorated the star bridge over the canal. In the beautiful night, the colorful singing girls sang the tune of "Plum Blossoms Falling" to their heart's content. The air was filled with rich and greasy candle incense, and the whole city was burning.
Egrets turning flowers, yellow dragons spitting water, golden ducks, silver swallows, floating light cave, and star-building pavilion. There are many types of lights, each with its own characteristics.
Under the skillful hands of the craftsmen, there are even shadow lanterns that rotate with the lanterns. A gust of wind blows, and the lanterns spin like flying, casting the shadows of the paper-cuts inside. The knights on horseback, the women in the boudoir...
Amidst the colorful lights and the noisy sound of golden drums, the sparks of mutual love deep in the hearts of young men and women are also illuminated.
Looking around, Lu Li saw several couples of men and women who had arranged to elope together. In fact, he had no intention of eavesdropping on such private affairs, but when he passed them, he could always hear some touching words of love.
Tonight in Chang'an, unexpected encounters and love at first sight are happening.
"Mr. Lang, I heard that the saint set up a large lamp wheel at Anfu Gate, which is twenty feet high. Come and see it with me."
Miss Qian Rui put aside all her worries. She sat on the black-maned horse and slowly looked at the surrounding scenery, peeking at Lu Li from time to time.
She knew that the good nights would still last.
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