Chapter 193: Fu Lou Sha (2)

While in Canaan, he also learned a few words of the Semitic indigenous language.

But in a hurry, he couldn't say a word, so he could only turn around and call out to Sabing and Nimi to come as interpreters.

And Tian Lu has already rushed into the acre, holding the flowers and plants around him and sucking them intoxicated.

The colorful flower fields under the bright sun and this Guishan woman with her own enchanting beauty complement each other, which is simply beautiful!

But whenever a guest comes, it is worry-free and wonderful, not to mention that Tian Lu and I are full of pain, like moths to a fire.

So there is no need for any explanation at all, the two businesswomen know that we have fallen into the drug cup of forgetfulness.

They rose up to meet us and took the reins.

The Tianzhu men had already brought out a basket of banana leaves filled with the fruits of the forgetful flowers, a whole set of incense burning utensils, and a kind of red black creamy incense.

I remember that in the Brahmin temple of the Dali Luo River, I first encountered this cocoon-shaped magic fruit, but the incense used was acacia gum from the Sabbath country.

But I couldn't care about it anymore, and sat on the edge of the basket with tears in my eyes.

"Oh my God! My brother! What's wrong with you? ”

The caravan has already rushed over, and it turns out that this Sanssouci incense shrine called "Babylon" is on the side of the horse road leading to the east city gate, and it is the only place for my caravan to go to the shore of the long river outside the city.

Duo'er turned over and dismounted and ran towards me, and when she saw me looking so embarrassed, she couldn't help but smile in amazement and asked.

The first few times I was sick, I was just suffering from a splitting headache and exhaustion, and I had never been so ugly.

Qin Chong and Guo Helmet also held back their laughter, and hurriedly stepped forward to help me up.

"Forget the worries! Forget the worries! I pointed weakly to the banana leaf basket and sat heavily on the chaise longue beside me.

"Good! Forget the worries! Let's buy them all! ”

Duo'er felt most sorry for my brother, and couldn't bear to see me suffer, and she didn't know much about the medicinal properties of this forgetful fragrance, so she agreed to all my requests.

During his time as a pasture owner in the Golan Mountains of Rome, Doer, who was known for his talent for languages, had already learned the native languages of the Semitic people.

So without the help of Sa Bing and them, she bargained with the two female businessmen.

The last basket of flowers and fruits, 100 pieces of incense, was successfully sold for 50 Persian gold coins.

"Forgetting worries and strange incense is the medicine of tigers and wolves! And with myrrh as a guide, bitter! ”

Uncle Su stepped forward and took out a piece of red black incense from the basket, put it under his nose and smelled it, and couldn't help but sigh repeatedly.

"Myrrh? Uncle Su, what kind of incense is this? ”

Duo'er turned around and asked curiously, and Tian Lu had returned from the flower field, holding a bouquet of freshly picked forgetfulness flowers standing quietly beside me in both hands, and there was no gaffe like me.

"Myrrh, like ambergris and acacia, is produced in the desert areas of the resting countries. Its taste is bitter and astringent, and it is also a strange aroma of analgesia. In this incense market of Jiandra, the world also calls it: the tears of the princess of the East. Hehe, using myrrh as a guide may be able to relieve the headache of the young master. ”

"Tears of the princess of the East." I repeated softly, and I couldn't help but look at the wheat deer on the side, the abandoned Kushan woman.

Such a coincidence, I don't know what kind of evil fate will be derived.

"However, forgetting the poison of the strange incense, there is no cure in the world, and it is all up to the persistence of one's own family to get out of the sea of suffering. Young master, you have to be careful! And all of you, don't get addicted! Young master

When healing, stay away from this incense! ”

Uncle Su looked at me with concern, turned around and gave an iron order to all the guys.

"Good boy! These few wild fruits cost fifty gold coins, and if you think about a fairy addiction, you won't have this life! ”

I don't know which guy muttered a few words in the crowd, which caused a burst of laughter from everyone.

Everyone has long known the rumors of forgetting the strange fragrance of the rivers and lakes, some people say that they are devils, and some people say that they can understand the gods.

But it is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people, such a basket of spices cost five guys a year's commission.

No wonder Tian Lu once said that the fragrance of forgetting worries can only be enjoyed by noble Brahmins.

Perhaps this is the reason why the lowly Vaishyas and the Shudras, if they come into contact, bring endless calamities.

I was ashamed of the whispers of the guys, and I was secretly determined to try my best to eliminate the cup of forgetfulness from my body, so as to set an example for the whole team.

I'm a mortal, so let the priests and monks do it.

The procurement was over, and the caravan continued on its way.

Out of the collapsed and dilapidated east gate of the city-state, and faintly heard the sound of the surging waves of the Tianzhu River.

The camping place that Uncle Su said was a maroon sandstone platform on the bank of the Long River.

A row of more than a dozen cowhide tents was quickly set up, and the men cut many plantain leaves from the four fields.

They were strung together with hemp rope and laid on the top of the tent, like the grass huts of the local natives.

There is a barren green acre under the stone platform, next to which is an endless lush forest, and towering ancient trees abound like canopies, which have also become our ready-made pastures and horse pens.

In the center of the terrace, the fire pond that Uncle Su and Grandpa left behind before is still there, and with a little tidying up, they can boil water and make tea and bury the pot to make rice.

Qin Chong and Duo'er led dozens of men to work non-stop for more than two hours, and a temporary home with complete functions and shelter from the wind and rain was finally completed before sunset.

At this time, in a dim tent, the wheat field deer who had been a maid for burning incense had built a simple altar with a few pieces of dark stones.

A few pieces of myrrh were put into the incense pottery, and then gently ignited with an open flame, and finally a dozen magic fruits of forgetfulness flowers were sprinkled.

The whole process is very ceremonial, solemn and quiet.

Perhaps in Tian Lu's view, we are not healing our own wounds and expelling poison, but are performing a mysterious Brahmanical sacrifice ritual.

A wisp of pale cyan fragrance rose and slowly spread out.

After the bitter and slightly burnt myrrh**, the blurry smoke of forgetting worries and strange fragrances also hit slightly.

Tian Lu and I sat cross-legged on both sides of the pottery incense burner, and soon entered the realm of immortals and death.

When the smoke cleared and the afterglow of the setting sun filled the land, we finally fell from the clouds and walked out of the illusion.

I want to sing a song all over my body, and the pain and fatigue of the past few days have been swept away, and it is really a fairy medicine!

"Big brother, what is heaven like? Is it fun? ”

Seeing that Tian Lu and I helped each other out of the tent like a fairy couple, full of vitality like a spring breeze, everyone happily came forward.

"Heaven seems to be still on earth! Driving the colorful auspicious clouds in the mountains and seas Penglai walked around, and what I saw and heard was all the past personnel! Hahaha! ”

I stretched out contentedly and smiled at Doer.

"Personnel in the past? Fun and fun! Young Lord! Tell everyone, what kind of personnel? ”

Qin Chong coaxed, he had never seen the power of the soul-destroying tiger and wolf medicine of forgetting worries and strange incense, and everyone regarded him as the "five stone scatters" of the Eastern Taoists.

Although it has been addicted for a long time, it can help relieve sexual pain and improve the mana of cultivation.

Most importantly, I have enough money to cover these expenses.

Just as we traveled to Chang'an and Jiankang in the east, and the city-states of Herat, Beloea, and Antioch in the west.

All the way to the wine, sheng song and spend money, it is really fun!

"I have returned to our Cézanne Persia, where King Ronier has been crowned, and sixty brave men from the island of the East have taken turns to toast me! Hahaha! ”

Strange to say, the people I saw in the illusion of meditation before were as light as dust and untouchable.

After smelling the fragrance of forgetting worries, the people experienced in the fantasy world are vivid and real, as if they are in the red dust, which is what has just happened.

On the tip of my tongue, there is the mellow aroma of Canaanite wine, the residual warmth of my wife Kuzhina, and the gold coin given by King Cézanne is still in my cloth bag.

It's really the Eight Desolations for me to roam, and the Three Realms for me to roam, so I almost turned my nine-foot mortal body into seventy-two pieces to enjoy all the pleasures of the world.

"Young Master, it seems that you really went to the God Realm! King Cézanne Ronier and the Sixty Mighty Men have long since died in battle, and they will meet you in heaven? Killing people like blood debts, shouldn't it be a hell of a nose! ”

Qin Chong was serious, which caused a burst of laughter among the guys.

"If you want me to say it! Young Master, you can now become a priest of the Brahmanical religion, a messenger of communication with the divine realm! Hahaha! Pot helmet Liu also interjected.

"That's right! Didn't that Anandu priest burn incense and worship every day and talk to the gods! Today Lord Brahma told him that it was going to rain, and tomorrow Lord Shiva said that the god of all mountains would marry a wife! Young master, it's too tiring to be a mortal! It's still a fairy! ”

Everyone was chattering and chattering, and I don't know if these old fellows were complimenting me or mocking me.

Tian Lu, who was already unhappy on the side, couldn't communicate with us, and suddenly raised his arms and screamed indulgently, which scared everyone a lot.

Then the Kushan woman took me by the hand and sang and danced around the bonfire that was burning in the middle of the terrace.

At this time, the sunset in the western sky had dyed the entire dome red, and we were bathed in the light of the Buddha's compassion.

Infected by the two of us, the guys also put down the shackles of hypocrisy in the world and joined the ranks of singing and dancing.

Semites, Persians, Sabbatarians, Rouran, and Han Chinese.

Long songs, music and dances from all distant hometowns from all over the world, as well as the afterglow of the sunset and the strong aroma of barbecue, the holy water and milk are perfectly blended.

It made me feel sad and reminded me of the "Last Supper" contained in the teachings of Roman National Christianity.

Uncle Su, Menbat, and Baili Lang, the elders of the team, did not join us in the carnival.

They were sitting in a tent facing the sunset, drinking wine and eating meat and talking about the past and the present.

There was also a wisp of purple smoke rising next to it, flowing out of the tent like a spiritual snake.

The smoke clouds were so thick that even the night breeze could not blow them away.

Later, I learned that this taste ** is the best in the world.

It has a mysterious and vivid name, called "ambergris".