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"Donor... Donor..."

A soft call came from my ear.

Qianrui girl squatted beside her, anxious, and trembling, she put her hand under Lu Li's nose, and she was relieved to see her breathing steady: "Lang Jun is not awake for a long time, it's not a solution. Why don't you send him to a nearby medical clinic? ."

You should know that during the Lantern Festival, various accidents are prone to occur, so all the medical clinics are standing by, staying open all night, waiting for the injured to come.

"No, this is the dojo of Aloha Tianzun. No one dares to harm the distinguished guests of this teaching."

"Furthermore, nobles are powerful and capable, and they are not so easy to be victimized. It must be Tianzun who called for something and used some means."

Hearing this, Millis shook his head, said the most likely situation, and calmed the emotions of the girl Qianrui.

In this way, the two waited silently in the narrow and dark compartment.

But as time went on, Lu Li, who was lying on the ground, finally opened his eyes, and he felt as if he had been asleep, right in the confession room in front of him.

Is that a dream?

It is too absurd and weird.

I don't know how long ago, anyway, as soon as Qianrui Girl Yi walked out of the confession room, he went in and closed the door of the room.

There is no light coming in, and there is darkness all around, but this has no effect at all.

What is the purpose of Zoroastrianism giving away gold coins engraved with the holy flame?

Tian Zun said that the cross wooden sign given will be used in the future. Can you tell me the details?

Lu Li remembered that after he had asked these two questions in his heart, he felt a trance before him, too late to react, the darkness faded, and the light reappeared in front of him.

"Shangyuan Ankang."

A sound came into the ear.

I can't see the specific appearance of the speaker, but the other party lacks a dungeon robe.

Aloha Tianzun...

Isn't he a western deity?

Why wear a gown?

In the worried gaze of Qianrui girl, Lu Li sat up with a pinched eyebrow. He couldn't remember what the figure said to him, anyway, his attitude was extremely kind, and the first sentence of his words 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 hands, like a burning flame, and frowned subconsciously: "This is?"

At the same time, the Zoroastrian gold coin previously held in the hand and engraved with the holy flame disappeared.

hiss!

In fact, Lu Li was about to forget when he last felt a headache, and he almost forgot that feeling.

But it seems to remember a little.

This Zoroastrian keepsake is not a good thing, and Tianzun wants to light it up.

Seeing that he was unwell, Miss Qian Rui took the initiative to knead his temples.

Immediately afterwards, the Nestorian boy whom he met when he came rushed to the confession room and greeted: "Deacon Millis, two distinguished guests, dinner is ready."

Lu Li realized that as long as he didn't remember, the pain would be relieved, so he controlled himself not to recall the scene of talking with Tianzun, and asked, "How long have I been in?"

"About two moments." Millis replied in a deep voice.

One moment is about fifteen minutes.

For two moments, I didn't expect the consciousness to stay in that wonderful world for so long.

In other words.

He also talked to the Tianzun for two full moments.

It stands to reason that when this unknown thing happened, he should be extremely anxious, but after recovering, Lu Li was unexpectedly calm.

He doesn't know why, anyway, he doesn't worry at all, it's like...

The former self kept the present self and talked about a business with others. After finishing the business, he took the initiative to forget everything and left a sentence in his heart:

I do business, you can rest assured.

"There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain. If you are pitted by yourself, Lao Tzu will recognize it."

Having said that, Lu Li sighed lightly, feeling pretty good.

The three people next to him were unidentified, so when he saw him, he was stunned for a while, and then showed a dumbfounded expression, and now his expression was relaxed.

Demon stunned?

It shouldn't.

Both Millis and the young monk believe in their own deity. Regardless of the fact that there are not many enshrines and believers in the temple, they are quite efficacious. They are not inferior to the Buddhas enshrined in Baotang Temple and Qinglong Temple.

"Langjun, why don't we go to the clinic? The slave knows an old genius doctor..."

"fine."

Lu Li looked down for a moment, restrained all his emotions, chose to believe in his intuition, and said: "Deacon Millis, the saint will be in the government office tomorrow night to feast on the ministers. At that time, the official will intercede for your temple and ask the saint to rectify the name of Nestorianism. ."

Persian monk.

Bosho Temple.

For Jing Seng, these two humiliating titles have been with them for hundreds of years. If they can be completely resolved, even if Lu Li is unwilling to enter the church, they will write a stele for them.

Haishi.

The moon and stars hang high.

Don't urge the jade leaking silver pot, the iron gate and the golden lock are clearly opened. Who can sit idly by seeing the moon?

The daytime is quite lively, but the people of Chang'an know that it is nothing at all, and the night is the most anticipated time.

King Wu is banned and allowed to travel at night.

Going to the streets to watch lanterns, participate in singing and dancing activities, watch acrobatics, dance the great gods, do whatever you want, a small violation of the Tang law is not a big problem, as long as the government sends someone to arrest it before running away.

Don’t you see, in storytelling such as "Said Tang", "Water Margin", and "Xue Jiajiang", this plot often appears: heroes make lanterns.

Heroes of Wagang make lanterns, heroes of Liangshan make lanterns, Xue Gang makes lanterns against Tang...

As for why it was chosen at this time?

Without it, there are many people.

After eating dinner from Jingsi, Lu Li put aside all distractions and concentrated on enjoying the fun.

The lights are everywhere in the city, and the songs are everywhere.

Along the way, there are lanterns everywhere, tens of thousands, and there are too many people to count. Traffic jams are a common occurrence.

Under the fire tree and silver flowers, countless bright lights dotted the star bridges on the canal water. In the beautiful scenery of the night, the beautiful singing girls sang the tune of "Plum Blossom Fall" to their heart's content~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The air was filled with rich and greasy candle fragrance. The city burns.

Egret turns flowers, yellow dragon spits water, golden mallards, silver swallows, Fuguangdong, Cunxing Pavilion, various types of lights, each with its own characteristics.

Under the skillful hands of the craftsmen, there was even a shadow lamp rotating with the lantern. A gust of wind blew the lamp, and the shadow of the paper-cut inside was projected. The horseman, the girl in the boudoir...

In the colorful lights and the noise of the golden drum, the sparks of love between young men and women deep in their hearts are also illuminated.

Looking around, Lu Li saw several pairs of men and women who had agreed to elope together. In fact, he had no intention of eavesdropping on such private affairs, but when he passed by, he could always hear some touching words of love.

Tonight's Chang'an, staged unexpected encounter, staged love at first sight.

"Langjun, I heard that the saint has set up a large lamp wheel in Anfumen, which is twenty feet high. Let's go and see it with the slaves."

Miss Qianrui put aside all her worries, riding on the back of a black mane horse, slowly looking at the surrounding scenery, taking a peek at Lu Li from time to time.

She knew that Liang Ye was still growing.