With yesterday's experience, climbing the vine bridge is no longer a difficult task.

We followed Miss Tian Lu and a few Kushan natives in a row, and arrived on the opposite bank almost at the same time as Uncle Su and their long platoon.

A few soldiers who looked like monks quickly surrounded them, muttering words for a long time, and their words and deeds were quite friendly, but they were all in Nantianzhu Sanskrit, and they couldn't understand what it meant.

"Uncle Su, big brother! These soldiers said that we came from the mountains of the Northland, and that we were the messengers of the god of all mountains, and the most precious guests of the priests. The tribal chief Anandu and the priests are burning incense and offering incense in the temple square, waiting for our visit! Tian Lu and the eight old people who sent the sacrifice must also go together! ”

Fortunately, there was a companion who was proficient in Sanskrit, and he was able to communicate with these monks.

"Hehe, when will we become the messengers of the God of Ten Thousand Mountains again?"

I can't help but think of the time when I was in Herat City, when I was revered as the "Messenger of Light" by the local Fire Zoroastrians, and the beautiful Demir Protector.

"Young master! What's wrong with the messenger, the Brahmin priest is also the messenger of God, so the previous things are much easier! Let's just say that the god Shiva on the mountain has an order, so let the priest not embarrass Miss Tianlu and the old people of Guishan who sent sacrifices! ”

Shamihan chuckled under his breath, and seemed to make sense.

Throughout the ages, in the eyes of the Western Land nations of these foreign lands, our rich and prosperous Oriental Han Land is a god-like country.

The merchant envoys from the Western Regions who went to Chang'an and Luoyang all had the heart of pilgrimage.

Therefore, whether it is in Herat, Beroeia, Babylon or now in the northern Tianzhu, it is reasonable for the local people to regard us as "messengers of God".

What's more, my caravan has just come down from the glacier of their "God of Ten Thousand Mountains", Buzhou Shen Mountain.

"Yes, big brother, you can pretend to be a heavenly immortal again, so that Sister Tianlu and they will be saved!"

Duo'er grinned, and while she was talking, the bags of goods on the row had been unloaded, and Qin Chong helped Uncle Su to stagger over from the shore.

"The young master can't make mistakes, pretending to be a ghost and playing tricks, if there is any flaw, he will lift a stone and hit his own feet! The task of controlling the water cannot be done by one person, but by using the authority of the priests and chieftains, and the manpower of the whole clan can be accomplished! Now that you say that you are an immortal, you have to have some magic skills to become a mountain of stones and call for wind and rain, hahaha, do you have it, young master? ”

Uncle Su stared at me and laughed, the silver whiskers on his face floated in the wind, which made people feel sour.

It's all my fault that I'm still walking on the rivers and lakes when I'm so old!

Miss Tian Lu and Uncle Hemu

Facing the tribal monks and soldiers, they were already dying, and seeing that we were laughing and laughing, I didn't know what to do.

People are swordsmen and I am fish and meat, they must be in such a state of mind at this time.

"What Uncle Su said is very true, we just want to save people's lives, go and talk to that Brahmin priest about the conditions, there is no need to act like a great enemy! Tell these soldiers, Dor, that when our mounts have crossed the river, we will go with them to meet the priests. ”

I turned back to Duo'er and instructed the guy next to me to take out a few pieces of stone salt from the bag and give them to these Tianzhu soldiers who were shaped like dry wood.

When I was in the homeland of Khotan, I heard from the merchants in the past that the official temples and gentry of the Tianzhu Buddha had no hobby for gold and silver goods, but they liked the silk and pond salt of the east and the north, and the resin of the southwest countries.

Therefore, the men specially prepared some more salt ponds in Puli country, so that they could bribe the officials of other countries on the way.

The monks were overjoyed when they saw the salt stone, and greedily added two mouthfuls and put them into the belt around their waists.

Then fold your hands together and give us a reverent thanksgiving.

"Hahaha! Young master, these soldiers of Tianzhu are too far behind the Romans and Persians! I can join forces with the old man to kill him without leaving a piece of armor! ”

Looking at the withered and weak appearance of these Tuoli monks and soldiers, Qin Chong smiled at me in disappointment.

I also feel the same way, how can he kill the enemy in battle in such a dry and obscene, is it because of what kind of magic trick can't be used.

But Uncle Su was on the side, so I didn't dare to talk to Qin Chong and them wantonly, so I could only take out the wine bag behind me and take a sip to show the disdain in my heart.

Qin Chong was very bored, so he invited Shamihan and others to go to the river and wait for the long row of horses to be transported.

Half an hour later, more than 50 Dawan Wuqing crossed the river safely.

We found our respective mounts, put Miss Tianlu and them on horseback, and followed the group of monks and soldiers towards the temple square deep in the woods in the distance.

Soon these rookie soldiers were left far behind, and they had to wait for them.

"Miss Tian Lu, you are both from the Tuoli clan, why is there such a big gap between you and these soldiers?"

Miss Tian Lu rode between me and Duo'er, and seemed to have found support, and the person came to life.

"These soldiers were brought by the priests from the country of Capricorn Buddha, and their hometown is thousands of miles away from our Daliluo River, which is said to be a rainforest that does not see the light of day all year round!"

Miss Tian Lu had already regarded me as her guardian and smiled at me.

"No wonder they're one

It looks like a macaque in the southern woods! Hahaha! ”

After Duo'er translated Miss Tian Lu's original words, she unscrupulously commented on the monks and soldiers behind.

"They weren't like that when they first came to Dalirogawa, I heard from the adults that the temple buys a lot of ** resin from a Sassanid merchant every year. There is a kind of resin that ignites the smoke like auspicious clouds, and people who have smelled this strange fragrance will be fascinated, drunk, and infatuated! The priest said that this incense is a ladder connecting the Shiva gods, just like the rattan bridge that crosses the long river of Tianzhu! ”

Miss Mai Tian Lu answered our inquiries in the form of an anecdote about the priestly temple, rather than directly stating the results.

"Could it be that the withering bodies of these monks and soldiers have something to do with this strange fragrance?"

Recently, I have been more and more interested in the spices of Tianzhu Buddha, but I will go back to the roots of any topic related to it.

"Yes, it is said that after smelling this incense, you will be able to meet anyone you want, including deceased loved ones! Be able to go anywhere you want! You can also talk to the gods! ”

Miss Tian Lu's dialogue style is very strange, and you need to guess from it to understand what she means.

"Oh, it's because it's too hard! While worshipping gods and Buddhas, working to make a living, and driving the clouds and fog day and night, shuttling between the Three Realms and the ancient and modern. It's so exhausting and laborious, and it's strange not to be thin! Hahaha! ”

I suddenly realized that this strange fragrance is exactly the same as the "Five Stone Powder" we met in Zhongnan Mountain.

"Tian Lu, what is this strange fragrance called?" Duo'er asked curiously.

"Forget the worries." Miss Tian Lu replied faintly, the Brahmin temple was already ahead, and her mind dimmed again.

"Have you ever seen this spice? Where can I buy it? ”

"The incense of forgetting worries can only be enjoyed by the Brahmins Kshatriyas, and we Vaishyas and Shudras must take a detour if we encounter the flowers of forgetting worries, otherwise we will invite endless calamities!"

"Aren't you the incense maid in front of the temple? How come you haven't seen the Forgetfulness Flower? ”

I was skeptical of Miss Tian Lu's words, and I became more and more curious about this strange fragrance called "Forget Worry Flower".

"What I worship and burn in front of the Shiva altar all the year round is the humble bero incense and **, as well as sandalwood, which are given by the devotees. The fragrance of the Forgetfulness Flower could only be smelled from a distance when the priest was presiding over a major sacrifice, but he had never seen what this spice looked like. ”

Miss Tian Lu looked at me sadly and said, as if it was her fault that she had never seen the Forgetful Worry Flower.