Wang Na's room was shrouded in green smoke.
The waiter was jumping anxiously outside the room.
I knocked on the door several times, but there was no answer, and I couldn't push it open. I wanted to force the door open, but it was hampered by my status as a guest officer of Tianzi House.
It wasn't until Ling Muyun and Huan Qin came back that they breathed a sigh of relief: "Master, you're finally back. Come and see what happened inside. Those who didn't know thought it was on fire. It's affecting business."
Seeing the anxious look on the waiter's face, Ling Muyun pushed the door open.
Not very powerful.
The door didn't move at all, but it didn't look like it was locked.
I dug into the window paper with my hands, and it was so dark inside that I couldn't see anything at all.
After increasing the strength, the entire wall shook with the door, but it still failed to open the door.
Only bursts of smoke spurted out from the gaps.
Ling Muyun did not dare to neglect, drew out the ink blade, and slashed at it.
The waiter grinned in distress.
But then, his mouth could almost fit an egg.
I saw vines growing everywhere in the room, full of life.
On the bed, a ball woven from branches hangs in the air.
"What a ghost!"
"Don't make any noise!" The shopkeeper heard the noise, climbed up to the second floor, and scolded the waiter.
If there is a rumor that the store is haunted, not only will it affect business, but if you want to sell it in the future, the price will also be greatly affected.
"Ghost!"
When a hand emerged from the tree ball, the shopkeeper couldn't hold it any longer and rolled to the first floor with the waiter as if running for their lives.
"Where did the ghost come from?"
Wang Na emerged from the ball, and what caught his eye were Ling Muyun and Huan Qin hiding behind him.
"Let Mr. Ling worry about it."
Ling Muyun looked at the lively Wang Na and felt a sense of wonder.
Taiyuan Wang's technique was so miraculous that the injury healed in less than a day. If it were me, with the same injury, I wouldn't be able to stay in bed for ten or eight days?
"Oh! I, Taiyuan Wang's Six Path Wood Kung Fu, major in the Three Good Ways. I have skills to cure diseases and save lives. Naturally, my recovery will be much faster."
Wang Na saw some envy and confusion on Ling Muyun's face, so he took the initiative to explain.
Ling Muyun suddenly understood and nodded: "In order not to disturb Brother Wang, Miss Huan and I went to Goulan to listen to music."
"Master Ling's method of evasion is quite unique."
After Wang Na finished speaking, he waved his hand casually, and all the branches retracted, and the whole room returned to its original state.
Except for the door opened by Ling Muyun.
"Brother Wang is laughing. I came here to ask Liu Li."
"Mr. Ling, Miss Huan, please sit down."
Wang Na poured half a cup of tea for the two of them and spoke.
In the two Jin Dynasties, Zoroastrianism was called Zoroastrianism and Huoyao Sect, and it was mostly preached in countries in the Western Regions.
Its predecessor can be traced back to Persia, believing in one main god and six auxiliary gods.
It is different from Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, and is also different from Zoroastrianism. It is known as the ancient Persian religion.
Liu Li claimed to be a Christian, but he did not preach the doctrine. He spent his whole day bewitching good men and women and doing things that were contrary to human ethics.
Da Jin called him a demon thief and attacked him many times.
Unexpectedly, Liu Li had three cunning rabbit holes and escaped repeatedly.
Wang Na was ordered by his brother Wang Tuo to investigate the matter. As expected, it was just as rumored: what Liu Li said was mostly evil and deceiving the people.
"I chased him all the way from Jiankang to Chang'an, but he still ran away. However, I found nothing. I have a vague feeling that it is inseparable from Zoroastrianism."
Wang Na said firmly.
"Zoro Worship Cult?" Ling Muyun's eyes widened.
"That's true. There are traces of Zoroastrianism in the techniques he uses. Let's not mention it for now. I have seen him hide in the entrance of Zoroastrianism."
"It was time to make up for some thunder."
Ling Muyun regretted a little.
Ever since Jia Nianxi said that the leader of the Zoroastrian Cult was a spirit of resentment, he had become more concerned about the Zoroastrian Cult.
"Once it enters the northwest, the land is barren of vegetation. My magic can't trace its traces. Trying to track it down again is like looking for a needle in a haystack."
Wang Na shook his head regretfully.
"There is a land in Nanyang called Huangqiu, and there is a Zoroastrian church."
Ling Muyun looked at Huan Qin who interrupted, and his eyes lit up: "Miss Huan is indeed well-informed! If we turn to Nanyang, we might be able to find some clues."
"As long as the news is useful."
"Since Mr. Ling's actions and thoughts are consistent with mine, I wonder if he is willing to go with me, so that I can have some care on the way!"
Wang Na asked tentatively.
"sure!"
The fragmentation of Chang'an is indeed different from what Ling Muyun thought.
I thought there would be some anecdotes about a declining aristocratic family that was depressed and frustrated, or some anecdotes about famous people, but no one expected it. Hao Nu and Yao Chang proclaimed themselves emperors one after another, and the whole of Chang'an once again fell into chaos.
Where is the shadow of half a sage?
Instead of wasting time, it’s better to start as early as possible.
Whether it’s a trip to the south with good clothes or a place with outstanding people, it is obvious that Jin Dynasty is the best destination.
The next day.
Ling Muyun and the others left Chang'an City.
At the gate of the city, Gao Gai prepared a four-horse canopy carriage and waited early.
"Military advisor, I have been waiting here for a long time under the emperor's orders."
"oh?"
Yao Chang knew clearly when he left the city. Presumably, the entire inn was already covered with spies.
The feeling of being watched made Ling Muyun a little angry.
"It's just a reward from the emperor, and you say something that you can't accept, which refutes the holy will."
It wasn't that Ling Muyun lowered his stature intentionally.
The carriage in front of him was more than twice the size of his own ox-cart.
I usually don't think there's anything wrong with it, and with Jia Nianxi and Huan Qin inside, there's no inconvenience.
Now, with Wang Na and two men sitting on the shaft of the car, Ling Muyun could clearly feel that Huan Qin was much more reserved.
"Commander, have a safe journey!"
Looking at Gao Gai's respectful expression, Ling Muyun cupped his hands and bowed in return.
Although Yao Chang seems to be a bit of a villain, the preparation of the carriage is quite considerate.
There are plenty of fruits and vegetables, snacks, jewelry, and fabrics, all of which are exquisitely made. At first glance, they look like they belong to the palace.
Especially the four horses, all of the same maroon color, with the same height and height. Come to think of it, some thought was put into them.
"Miss Huan, pick whatever piece of jewelry you like."
Ling Muyun drove the carriage on the road and was in a good mood.
It is much faster than the bullock cart and more impressive.
"Ling..." Huan Qin wanted to call Ling Muyun brother like Jia Nianxi, but was afraid of being too abrupt.
"Um?"
"Brother Ling!" Huan Qin took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and shouted.
"Huh? Why did you say half of what you said?"
"Then...I...I saw that Yao Chang had prepared some cloth clothes. I wonder if they fit." Huan Qin secretly rejoiced, looked at the clothes in the box, and changed his words: "After the Jin Dynasty, it is very inconvenient to dress up in foreign countries. .”
"Miss Huan is thoughtful and will change it later."
What Ling Muyun didn't expect was that the elegant feather coat and luxurious crane cloak that Yao Chang prepared for him were made of exquisite materials and the robe was grounded. No matter how you looked at it, it had a fairy-like aura.
"I made three outfits like this."
Huan Qin gathered Ling Muyun's hair and tied it up. Ling Muyun looked at the bronze mirror for a moment and said, "If you add a long beard and say it's Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain, you might be able to scare a group of people."
"See if my clothes fit me?" Wang Na felt itchy in his heart. Under Huan Qin's reluctant gaze, he took a set of red feather cloaks and put them on. However, because he was half a head shorter than Ling Muyun, he returned them. go back.
"If I had known earlier, I should have recommended myself. Maybe Yao Chang would tailor a set for me."
