A Weird Theater That Started In London

Sai Zuo.

The folk's name for Zoroastrian sacrificial rituals attracts many people to watch every time it is held.

At this moment, a group of people from the Western Regions with high noses and deep eye sockets were playing and singing outside the Zoro Temple. Some played the pipa, some drums, some played the flute, or sitting or standing, which was called a flurry of demons dancing.

But if you compare these people with those low-profile entertainers, it would be a big mistake. Most of them are rich merchants from the Western Regions who come to Datang to operate, and they almost monopolize the horses and spices trade in the West Market.

Now there is a degree of restraint to support Anlu Mountain, and even the Buddhist and Taoist families are unwilling to suppress it, so as not to offend the Hu people in the court.

"Noble man, please."

The priest in red went and returned. He took a piece of roasted lamb loin from the grill and presented it to Lu Li with a gold plate, while the other priest handed a silver dagger with both hands.

As for Millis and Qianrui girl, the two were directly ignored.

Jing Seng is an outsider, and being able to step into this place without being expelled is already because of Lu Li's face.

In the eyes of the priest, Qian Rui was no different from ordinary Han people.

That's right, Zoroastrianism is extremely xenophobic. Even if they are in Chang'an, they still refuse to accept Chinese followers, and only spread within the Huren circle.

"Why don't you see Sabao?"

Lu Li held the plate and looked around, but didn't move a dagger.

"Sabao is taking the torch."

The red priest was extremely fluent in Chinese, but after answering, he turned his head to speak a bunch of Sogdian to the congregation.

Immediately afterwards, a big Hu man wearing a pointed felt hat and tufted lapels walked out of the crowd. He was not a businessman, but a congregation in the temple.

The Hu monk first nodded to Lu Li and smiled kindly, then drew a short knife from his waist and slammed it into his abdomen.

The sharp shout sounded from her side, and the girl Qianrui saw blood spurting from the wound, but the Hu monk didn't take it seriously, and was still trying hard to defend herself.

In this regard, the Hu people said that they were accustomed to it. They were eating barbecue while enjoying the performance.

It didn't take long for the sharp blade to break out of his back, and the Zoroastrian monk still had no plans. He took off his shirt and turned around slowly, seemingly for everyone to check.

"Western Illusion?"

Qian Rui seemed to slow down and saw the truth.

Lu Li shook his head and said calmly, "It's not an illusion, at least I didn't see that it was an illusion."

The so-called illusion is inferior to deceive vision. Those who are on the table can not only deceive vision, but also deceive the sense of smell of bystanders, or other things.

In his opinion, the Zoroastrian monk was really opening his stomach, cutting across and vertically, breaking his stomach, but it was strange that his heartbeat remained the same, just like a okay person.

At this time, the red-robed priest looked at the doorman who was washing the wound with holy water, and asked deeply, "How does the nobleman feel?"

"There are wonderful methods in Zoroastrianism."

When the words were over, Lu Li smiled and watched the broken Zoroastrian monk walk back to the crowd.

"In that case, please watch one more time."

After getting the signal, another Zoroastrian monk walked out, without a knife on his body, but took a long iron nail that was half a person tall. First he smiled at the crowd, and then, without saying anything, the nail pointed at the nail. Tian Ling Gai pierced straight away.

"The poor monk wants to go to the Zoro Temple in Suzhou. What do the nobles want? I can get it for you." The monk looked at Lu Li cheerfully, and there was a person standing next to him, carrying a big iron hammer and constantly beating the nails. Not long afterwards, the nail heads leaked out of Hu Monk's armpits, and blood ran all over the floor.

Suzhou is located in the northwestern border, a thousand miles away from Chang'an. Lu Li really couldn't guess what the Zoroastrian monk wanted.

"If you don't think about it, the nobles don't have to worry, the little monk can still hold on for a while." The bearded man looked indifferent, sitting cross-legged on the ground and waiting patiently.

"How about roasting the hump?"

Lu Li didn't feel any fear in his heart when he first came into contact with this profound technique, he just wanted to open his eyes.

The northwest is mainly used for camel transportation, which is not only used as a load force, but also can be used as food. Zoroastrian monks said that they would go to Suzhou for a trip. Bringing a roasted hump back is not too much, right?

"But, the nobleman will stay here for a while, the little monk will go and return." The bearded man with nails under his arm pressed his palms together and laughed, jumping directly into the air, really flying away.

Didn't wake up?

In the illusion?

Seeing this scene, Lu Li finally became solemn, and began to use his Qi machine to sense the wolf star. The Black Mane Horse felt a little bit, and leaned against his master.

"Don't be nervous." The red-robed priest looked behind Lu Li, his pupils shrunk slightly, "I teach that there is no malice, and the nobles have the luck of the imperial court to add to their bodies, and there is no way to invade."

"We are to show my worship of fire sect."

Subconsciously, Lu Li looked at Jing Seng Millis, and at this moment, he squeezed the cross in his hand and closed his eyes, chanting his own scriptures.

"Lang...wolf..."

Qian Rui's body trembled, and she felt that the world she had lived in for sixteen years had become extraordinarily unfamiliar.

Two monks who were pierced by a sharp weapon and survived, one of them was able to fly in the air. And Qing Dali, who had been with herself for a day, was even more terrifying, with a green wolf floating behind her, with an indifferent expression, just glanced at him secretly, and it felt like falling into an ice cave.

"The nobleman is in no hurry, the little monk is back!"

The sound seemed to come from the horizon, and in the blink of an eye, a figure appeared in front of his eyes.

The nails were still caught under the armpits, but there was an extra gold basin in his hand, which was steaming and scented.

"Today is a day of prayer, and Zoshen Temple in Suzhou has also prepared tributes, and it just happens to have the roasted hump that the nobleman wants."

In order to prove that he really went to Suzhou, the clenched fist loosened, and a handful of snow and sand that he picked up from the ground appeared in front of everyone.

"What does your teaching mean?"

Lu Li furrowed his brows tightly, in a posture of doing nothing if he didn't agree with him.

God talks about it.

However, there is also a piece of valuable information: the imperial court's luck is added ~ www.wuxiamtl.com ~ all laws will not invade.

This is most likely the reason why the evil spirit hasn't caused too much trouble.

"Da Sabao dreamed of the Supreme Lord Ahura Mazda last night. He said that a destined person came to Chang'an and told us to serve good students."

Lu Li wasn't surprised by this, after all, there was Jing Monk Millis looking for him in front of him.

"Thank you for the hospitality of Guisi. It is a great honour to have a wide-open view, but there are mundane matters that need to be dealt with urgently..."

Hearing this, the two priests in red didn't know what Lu Li meant, and said in unison: "When Da Sabao lights the holy fire and completes the blessing ceremony, the nobleman can leave."

Torch?

Burning my remains, blazing sacred fire, how happy is life, and why death is it? For good and evil, only light is the reason. Joy and sorrow all return to the dust. Pity our world, there are so many sorrows! Pity our world, there are so many sorrows!

The supreme martial arts, the sword slays the dragon, commands the world, don’t dare not follow...

Thinking of this, Lu Li felt a little out of play.