Huainanzi has words and uses the power of everyone, and he is invincible

With the help of dozens of young warriors of the Hemu family, in the evening, more than 100 logs needed for tying up rows have been neatly stacked on the bank of the Tianzhu River.

The night breeze is coming, and the unique fragrance of sandalwood and ancient trees wafts all over the four fields, which also attracts hundreds of farmers and herdsmen who return late.

These Kushan natives had never seen so many visitors from the Northland, and they were very interested in what we said and dressed.

Miss Mai Tianlu, however, was visibly uneasy, and she squeezed out of the crowd and climbed onto a mound on the shore.

Then she sat there, looking quietly in the direction of the mouth of the Tuoli River in the southwest, as if waiting for something, and it was the person she was most afraid of encountering.

The news of our crossing of the river in the afternoon must have reached the ears of the chiefs and priests of the Tuoli tribe.

Miss Tian Lu is now waiting for the judgment of the end times, and this judge is the priest.

The timber for the rows had been prepared, and we were all sweating profusely, and we couldn't care about the onlookers of these old people in Guishan.

Everyone divided labor in an orderly manner, digging holes, throwing falcon frame wood, and creating a simple long row.

The old men of my caravan have been walking the rivers and lakes for a long time, and they are all skilled craftsmen with a variety of livelihood skills.

If there is a need for carpentry, shipwright, or ironwork on the way to the trade route, there is no need to look for it from outside, and your own men can do it.

Therefore, in less than an hour, a leaf of sandalwood with a length of about three zhang and a width of more than one zhang has taken shape, and only the last process of tying leather rope remains.

Not surprisingly, we will be able to cross the river in a long row and spend the night on the opposite bank before the first day of the new moon tonight.

At this moment, the wheat field deer ran down the slope in despair, roaring in fear, desperately pulling me along, and running wildly towards the vine bridge in front of me.

You don't have to guess to know that the priest she feared the most has come.

Tian Lu's parents waved to us with sad faces, urging us to cross the river quickly.

"Qin Chong, pot helmet long platoon, you must make a good job tonight, brothers, I will meet you on the other side tomorrow morning"

The situation was urgent, and I hurriedly commanded Qin Chong and them in a loud voice.

In fact, I am also very curious, what kind of sacredness is this priest, which can make Miss Mai Tianlu so afraid, and the old people of Kushan bow their heads.

I have also seen a lot of these senior monks and monks of Buddhism in the East and the West.

Whether it is the body poison bhikshu on the Wakhan Ice Field, or the high monk Kumaroshi of the Western Regions, the Midra Master of the Brahmana Kingdom, and the Faxian Master from the Eastern Han Land.

All of them are first-class compassionate and benevolent people in this world, practicing self-discipline, perseverance, and sticking to the good path.

And this Buddha envoy of the Tuoli tribe is more like a sloppy official slave who is desperate for people's lives, or a thief from the rivers and oceans who kills people and oversells goods, which is incomprehensible.

The rocky mountain where Fujibashi is located is the highland of the river valley, and you can see the entire Daryo River from here.

But in the depths of the distant sunset, there were two behemoths coming, and there were a few hazy figures on their backs.

"Elephants use elephants as mounts, and they are really gods."

In the early years, when I was at the Qingfeng Ze Inn, I heard from the merchants in the past that there was a mythical beast called the elephant in the southern Tianzhu Buddha country.

It weighs more than 10,000 catties and is more than a foot high, and the fur is thick and invulnerable.

Now that I can see it in person, I feel very novel, and I can't help but sigh loudly.

Even though the rocky mountain was far away from the giant elephant in front of me, I could feel the shaking of the elephant's feet as it touched the ground.

It is said to have passed

After domestication, these mythical beasts can be used as mounts, cargo vehicles, and even sharp weapons for conquering cities on the battlefield.

From a distance, you can see that our Dawan Divine Horse is in front of these giant elephants, just like an eight-foot-tall strong man and a dwarf, not the same thing.

During the Warring States Period of Eastern Soil, the Qi general Tian Dan once defeated the Yan army with the Fire Ox Battle Array.

While in Beloea, I also heard about the Greek city-states, which were subject to the Roman dynasty, and in antiquity there was a legend of the "Trojan horse" attacking the city.

And whether it is a fire bull or a Trojan horse, in front of the giant elephant battle array of this Tianzhu Buddha Kingdom, it will definitely be a little bit of a witch, and it will be full of energy

While she was in reverie, Miss Mai Tianlu had already stepped on the vine rope, urging and shouting "Young Master and Young Master".

It's as if we hesitate and lose our lives.

Walking on the rattan bridge on the way back, I was no longer as afraid as when I crossed the river in the afternoon, but I couldn't help but worry about Qin Chong and them.

The long row of leaves we had worked so hard to erect could not withstand the trampling of these giant elephants.

When we crossed the river and returned to the camp, it was completely dark, and there was not a single starlight in the dark night sky.

Miss Tian Lu and I hurriedly had dinner, and then sat around the bonfire with Uncle Su, Duo'er and others, briefing everyone on the progress of the platoon and discussing how to deal with it tomorrow.

At this time, there were several ignited rockets on the left bank, which were speeding towards us.

Because the river is too wide, they fall into the water of the long river before they reach the shore.

This is Qin Chong's signal that they are safe, and the guys and long platoon left behind over there should be fine.

My nervous heart calmed down a little.

"Miss Tian Lu, there is something unclear below, please give me advice."

I smiled at Mai Tianlu, with Duo'er's translation, the communication with this Guishan woman was much smoother.

"In our Northland nations, the Buddha represents compassion, indisputability, and forgiveness. The Buddhist monks I have met are all bodhisattva-minded and kind elders. Since you priests are the messengers of the Buddha, you must also be enlightened monks. But why do you see him like a rat meets a tanuki?"

Without waiting for Duo'er to relay, I moved out all the doubts in my mind.

It's not just me who has such thoughts, but so do Uncle Su and Duo'er.

Because in the countries of the Western Regions where Buddhism is prevalent, Buddhist disciples have always been the embodiment of kindness and compassion, and they are unwilling to harm even an ant on the ground.

"The priests are the messengers of God, who are responsible for prayer, sacrifice, and law enforcement. Whenever a major event occurs in the tribe, the priests must perform sacrifices in order to obtain the blessing and enlightenment of the gods. Our Tuoli tribe now has the final decision of the priests, whether it is farming, animal husbandry, business, or wedding, funeral, or marriage. ”

Miss Tian Lu replied faintly, looking very lost, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"I understand that sacrifice is the only bridge between the human realm and the divine realm, and only priests can do this. The more solemn the sacrifice, the more it shows its piety, and the greater the chance of conversing with the gods."

I've got a rough idea of it, and Dore's eyes widened as she translated it.

"What the young master said is very true." Miss Tian Lu still couldn't lift her spirits.

"Young master, as far as the old man knows, the sacrificial things in this world are nothing more than gold, wood, water, fire, cows, horses, alpacas, and sheep. Of course, the most pious one must be sacrificed," Uncle Su said, breaking the heavens.

"For Miss Tian Lu's tribe, the biggest thing is the annual flood of the Tianzhu River. And the one in charge of the water canal is the god of all the mountains on the Buzhou Mountain, so their priests are talented

insisted on the ancient method of female sacrifice"

I thoughtfully followed Uncle Su's words, and generally introduced the internal reasons for the old people of the Tuoli to practice female sacrifices.

"According to what the young master said, the priest that Miss Tian Lu said is not a wicked person, but a first-class living Buddha, so why can't he sacrifice his own family as a sacrifice to save these old people of Kushan from fire and water"

After listening to my reasoning, Shamihan, who had been speechless, said indignantly.

And Duo'er no longer dares to truthfully translate these conversations of ours to Miss Tian Lu.

"Tian Lu, are there any true gods that your tribe believes in that are Shakyamuni Buddha?"

After thinking for a moment, Duo'er asked Mai Tianlu carefully, while taking off the robe behind her and putting it on her back.

The night wind suddenly rose, and the bonfire on the side gradually faded, and the chill on the beach was very oppressive.

"The true god that our Tuoli tribe believed in for generations is Shakyamuni Buddha Kshatriya. Ten years ago, the priest came to the Daliragawa and told the people that the highest level of practice in this world is Brahmin, and after that it is Kshatriya. ”

Mai Tianlu glanced at Duo'er gratefully, and his state of mind just now seemed to have eased a little.

"Then the true gods you believe in are Brahma, Vishnu, Shiva"

Duo'er shouted as if she had discovered a heavenly opportunity, and everyone who was originally sleepy suddenly came to their senses and wanted to listen to her next words.

"Yes." Mai Tianlu said in a low voice, already feeling a strong sleepiness.

"Uncle Su, we almost worshiped the wrong immortals, this old Kushan people on the Daliluo River are not Buddhists, they believe in Brahmanism"

When Duoer was in Khotan, he had many exchanges and contacts with the merchants of the past, and he also knew a variety of elegant languages, so he knew a lot about the humanistic beliefs of the southwestern countries.

"What is a brahmin?" I asked, puzzled.

"Young master, Brahmanism is another sect that has existed in this Tianzhu country for a long time, and it has the same origin as Buddhism. Just like the Confucianism, Taoism, and Legalism of the Eastern Han Kingdom. ”

Uncle Su smiled and explained to me, he has been to Tianzhu no less than ten times, and he has heard about the Brahmin sect.

"Yes, the biggest difference between this Brahmanical sect and Buddhism is that it divides the world into four classes, called Brahmins, Kshatriyas, Vaishyas, and Shudras. Their followers also abstain from sexual abstinence and believe in the doctrine of animism, retribution for good and evil, and reincarnation of cause and effect, which is very similar to Hinayana Buddhism. ”

Miss Tian Lu was overworked and had fallen asleep quietly by Duo'er.

"Miss, the priest that Tian Lu said must be a Brahmin, what kind of rank should their Hemu family have in the Brahmin sect?"

"I heard from the eldest brother that Tian Lu's parents and brothers are farmers, so his family should belong to the Vaishya class, with no power or power but personal freedom."

"What is our position in this Brahmanical sect?"

I was in high spirits, but I didn't know when Uncle Su had already gotten up and returned to the tent, and most of the guys around the bonfire had left.

"The merchant is a Kshatriya, and he is of the same rank as the warrior general, and he is a superior person." Dol said.

"What is a Shudra?"

The old man and I sang and harmonized, but Duo'er answered all questions.

"Brother, the time when you, Qin Chong, and the three of you were on the Flying Fish Reef and Oriental Island in Rome were the identity of Shudra."

The little sister smiled, and her words were very joking.

I felt a chill in my body, and the wounds that I had forgotten so long ago ached.

Shudra, slave also