The night before leaving Herat City, I couldn't help Qin Chong's soft grinding, Liu Zhen'er, Shamihan, and Qin Chong secretly hid from Gulando, and came to the Canaanite wine shop that I had been to the night before.

They are all in their early twenties, and it is the time when they are full of passion that cannot be vented, and the temptation of foreign beauties is irresistible.

Qin Chong and Liu Zhen'er were desperate to accompany me to the rivers and lakes, for such freedom.

If you can't do what you like, these guys may really rebel and scold me, a young master, who is full and hungry.

We were overjoyed to come back and the hospitality was doubly hospitable.

After the palace dance, it was the auction of the right to stay overnight for the Canaanite beauty.

Although we could not understand a single word of Egyptian or Persian, as soon as we raised our hands, the other guests were as polite as if they were courteous, and no one participated in the competition.

When I came on stage to pick up tonight's stunner, I had a beautiful waist and a lot of charm, and I forgot everything in the world.

May the Buddha forgive my sins, and my wife, Kurina, who is far away in the homeland of Qingfengze, will forgive me for my infidelity.

On the business road, many times it is involuntarily, and following the flow is actually a part of the rivers and lakes.

The great river we saw outside the city flowing westward, known locally as the Heri, is a continuous oasis on both sides of the river, and is the richest area on the northeastern border of Sassanid Persia.

It was Alexander the Great of Rome who came to the city of Herat by bypassing the western mountains and going up the river Heri.

The rest of our itinerary is the opposite of that of the Roman emperor, and we will go down the river along the oasis.

In the valley of the Kahn Mountains, my mother's brocade map marked a place called the West Ran Pass.

It would have taken about a month to climb over the Karn Mountains from there than to go north up the Great Herry Mountains.

Then follow the ancient Persian road in the desert of the plateau to the second ancient city of Spahand, which we will pass through in the territory of the Sassanid kingdom.

In the past few days, the matter of leading the guide has not been implemented, and I finally met a Byzantine caravan returning from the poisonous country to purchase spices, but they were all camels, and we could not accompany our horse caravan that traveled hundreds of miles a day.

Faced with a dilemma, I decided to go on the road first, and then I would say that in the oasis, people and animals would neither starve nor get lost if they went west along the river.

When we arrived in the Kahn Mountains, we asked the local natives to take us over the mountains.

Since there is Qingluan who knows the way, the need for guides is actually no longer so urgent.

On the morning when we were about to depart, an honored visitor came to the inn, Demir, the daughter of the governor of Herat.

It was the Persian woman who regarded me as a "messenger of light" of Zoroastrianism and was willing to dedicate herself to me.

It is completely different from the charming dress of the short-sleeved and short-sleeved robe when they first met, the white wide robe, the head wrapped in a light-colored silk scarf, and the whole look of going out.

Behind her was a lightly armoured Persian knight and a light carriage drawn by two horses, loaded with the things used on the way.

I didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the governor's daughter, so I had to ask Gulandot to lead her into the front yard of the inn.

There we have all our bags in place and the cost of the accommodation has been settled.

Qin Chong and Shamihan sat on their horses one by one, with Persian long knives hanging horizontally in front of the saddle and curved bows and arrows hanging on the sides, and their majestic and free and easy momentum attracted Miss Demir's exclamations again and again.

"Miss Governor, we're about to hit the road, I don't know what Miss is doing?" I bowed and greeted in a calm manner.

Knowing that this beautiful lady of the Governor had come to my door, I would have postponed my departure for a day.

But now it's ready to fly, and it has to be sent.

"I heard that Mr. Lightbringer has been looking for a guide?" The Persian woman asked with a bright smile, and Qulandau translated from it.

"yes, it's a pity I didn't find the right one! Hehe, we're going to look west over the Karn Mountains and then look for it from the local natives! In addition, I am not a messenger of light, the great name Yi Jincheng! ”

Looking at Miss Demir again, I couldn't help but laugh dumbly, this governor's daughter is not here to be our guide, is he?

"Yes, Mr. Kaneshiro. I'm also going back to Babylon's hometown, so we might as well go together and take care of them on the way! I have also traveled many times with my father's guards on the official road from Herat to Babylon, so I can be your guide! ”

Sure enough, when translating this original sentence of Miss Demir, Gulando's eyes widened in horror, and Qin Chong on horseback gave me even more nervous looks.

The seven of us galloped through the road with our own families, and if we were to walk with this viceroy's daughter, who did not know the hardships of the journey, and needed to be carefully served everywhere, it would be like carrying a package that could not be shaken off, and when would we arrive in Rome!

"Miss Governor! I'm just a passing merchant, and I don't dare to drive the governor's daughter with 10,000 guts! Miss Demir, please take it back! ”

I hurriedly bowed and said, I can't get on my horse and leave this place of right and wrong.

"Hahaha! It seems that Mr. Kaneshiro still doesn't believe me! The Romans and the Orientals are different, those Roman merchants are willing to give a thousand dollars to invite me to accompany them, but the gentleman obviously likes me but avoids it! It's fun! Well, the avenue leads to each other! Since Sir is a messenger of light sent by the Venerable Mazda gods, as a protector of the Zoroastrians, Demir is at his disposal at any time! Farewell! ”

Seeing that I was so embarrassed, Miss Demir laughed out loud, and even threw out the mysterious identity of the Zoroastrian protector, which made me stunned.

"Miss Demir! Again, I'm not the Lightbringer of your religion! ”

"Is it the Lightbringer who is not something that Mr. and I can say, it is the will of heaven! It's the hearts of the people! ”

Demir smiled seductively at me, gave Gulandot a warm hug, and rode away with a soft whip.

"Brother, what should we do?" After translating Demir's last sentence, Gurandot sat down on the steps in frustration.

"The road is facing the sky, go to each side! Let's go! ”

At the critical moment, the strength inherited from my grandfather and grandfather came up, and I stepped on Dawan Wuqing and gave the order to set off.

Along the masonry road leading to the west gate of Herat, seven men and fourteen horsemen lined up with a caravan and slowly passed through the street.

No one followed, no one cheered, and the pedestrians on both sides of the street, whether they were merchants, beggars, monks, farmers, men and women, stood still and saluted us, as if they had been agreed in advance.

People prayed silently, and time seemed to stand still at this moment, and only the sound of horses' hooves stepping on the brick floor and the sound of our heartbeats and gasps could be heard.

Leaving the city of Herat, there is a horse road that runs west parallel to the Heri River, flanked by green fields and maroon, bare hills.

As far as the eye can see, there are endless peaks and mountains, as well as farmers and herders busy in the fields.

Such a scenery is very similar to Liangzhou in the west of the Middle Earth River, and my ancestral hometown in Longxi.

"Young master, it seems that the Persian people really regard you as the messenger of our Mazda gods!"

Along with the Heri River rolling westward, we galloped on the undulating stone road for nearly two hours.

The city of Herat was already a hundred miles away, and the population was gradually becoming scarce, and there was not even a sharp restaurant on the side of the road near noon.

Ahead was a low-lying flat beach, and the river overflowed the causeway and flowed shallowly across the meadows on the right bank.

Our horsemen stepped through a thin mist of water that broke the thousand-year-old silence of the wasteland.

The horse's speed gradually slowed down, and the eldest brother of Langton stepped forward to join me, and also expressed the doubts in his heart.

"How so?" I asked, knowingly, as I looked around at the high ground where I could camp.

"The atmosphere in Herat City was different from usual when we set off this morning, young master, as you know, the men, women, and children of this city-state are all Fire Zoroastrians!" Langton Road.

"I also think the atmosphere in the streets is grotesque, but since I am the messenger of light, they should have sent us off together as we did when we first arrived in Herat!"

"It must have been due to the oracle of the bishop and priesthood that these low-level believers should not be allowed to be too close to us. But these disciples have already decided that the young master is the messenger of light who can lead them out of the sea of suffering, which is why the scene like this morning appeared! Langton voiced his guess.

"Looks like that priest still doesn't trust me! Hehe! I patted my horse and laughed.

"It seems that the Holy See of Herat already knows about the collective departure of the priests of the seven tribes of Leandar! If nothing else, the Zoroastrian Flame Order in Persia should have been sent everywhere! And the self-proclaimed Zoroastrian Protector Miss Demir must have come for this matter! Langton said worriedly.

"Leandar, their exodus, the Holy See of Herat won't be counted on my head, will it?"

After listening to Langton's analysis, my heart sank.

"Father Leandal, when they came to find you, the young master, someone must have seen them, and then the next day these priests disappeared out of thin air, no matter how stupid people are, they can guess that this matter was instructed by you!"

Gurandot, who had been listening from the back, interjected.

"Miss has a point! Our doctrine of fire is a serious crime punishable by burning at the stake to incite believers into apostasy or rebellion! If that were the case, we should not be able to get out of the city of Herat. Leandar must have left something behind before he left for the East, proving that they were not teaching, but were inspired by the Lightbringer to preach in the East! If this is the case, then we are the nobles of the Fire Zoroastrian Sect, although it may cause the displeasure of the priests, who think that the young master is not lifted up and does not keep his promises! But we can basically worry about it all the way! ”

After such a dismantling, Brother Langton, who was familiar with the inside story of the Fire Zoroastrianism, stretched his brows.

"And what about the Holy Fire Order? Big Brother Langton? Gulandau asked.

"The Holy Fire Decree is an edict issued by the bishop or high priest within the limits of our Fire Zoroastrian diocese, and is quickly passed on in all the dojos and rudders! Only in the event of a critical situation in the Church will the Bishop issue this decree, and the Dharma Protector will be responsible for organizing the transmission and enforcement of the family law. However, this time the content should be to ask the congregations everywhere to pay attention to our whereabouts and prevent the recurrence of the mass exodus of priests! And the Protector of Demir must have also accepted the Holy See's assignment to supervise us! Langton let out a long sigh.

"Young master, you should promise Demir to go with us when you are at the inn! With her, it is equivalent to having a guard to protect the Dharma, and neither the Persian government nor the Zoroastrian church can help us! Langton smiled ruefully.

"The end of the world is destined to meet! Aren't they here? ”

I laughed happily as I pointed to the ridge in front of me, and Demir and her carriage were standing under a towering ancient pine, waving at us below.