In the meadows, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, a small river flows slowly, the water is sweet goat's milk, and the meadows are dotted with a puddle of springs and yellow honey, and Truce walks through the green grass, attracted by the sight around him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The lion roared, and a golden lion cart appeared in his field of vision, it was the goddess Cybele returning from her inspection.

The goddess Celebele, who conceived humans and animals, stood on a chariot with a sacred crown on her head, and wore a heavy and solemn robe, holding a bowl in her right hand and a drum in her left hand, and her eyes were like torches, and she made her eyes round the left and right.

In front of Sybele stood the driving saint, whose beautiful wavy hair was pulled up high, and wore a thin, flowing sleeveless dress with a pair of swan-like wings glittering.

Her high nose and slightly raised chin proclaimed the beauty and dignity of the saint, who held the reins of the lions in one hand and a long golden whip in the other, driving the lions forward.

Pulling the cart for the goddess are a pair of male lions. Their huge front paws are raised high, and their manes are as thick, flamboyant and golden as a burning flame, and even when they are pulling a cart, the two lions are still imposing, especially the flaming mane, which sets off their own royal momentum.

Everywhere the lion cart went, the grass glowed with golden light, and countless four- and six-petaled flowers bloomed one after another, and Trus was shocked to realize that this was not an extraordinary realm, but a sacred sanctuary.

Saluting respectfully, the lion cart passed in front of him and disappeared into the distance, and just as he was stunned, another lion cart with a famous woman ran towards him.

It was a wonderful young woman, handsome and graceful, dressed in a rich garment, with a slender waist, glittering gold shoes on her feet, and a rich, pleated robe.

Her plump and white arms, adorned with precious and dazzling ornaments, like the plump shoulders of a horse, holding golden branches, and wearing an octagonal golden crown on her head, with refined rings standing at the top, like ribbons tied on the wheels, inlaid with a hundred pearls shining with silver light.

Wearing quadrangular gold earrings in her ears, a collar around her beautiful neck, and a red belt around her waist, her already plump breasts bulged, making her more and more graceful, enchanting and charming.

The pure and kind Anahita, guarding the ships and crews sailing on the rivers and lakes, Trus was so excited that he covered his mouth, lest the filthy gas he exhaled would defile the sacred goddess of rivers and seas.

The lion cart stopped in front of him, and the goddess invited him to ride with him, drive the golden lion together, and slowly hug each other affectionately.

The medicine fork elves surrounded them, playing pleasant music with their instruments, and the goddess Trus and Anahita were entangled, and although the two were not in a wisp, they were shrouded in countless lights.

The indescribable pleasure, as endless as the waves of the sea, as strong as the sea breeze, Trus was overwhelmed by a great sense of satisfaction, and wanted nothing more than to stay with the holy goddess Anahita, never to be separated.

The Medicine Fork Elf laughed and chanted incantations, and the murmur turned into invisible hands, lifting him and the goddess to the sky to the sanctuary created by the main god Ahura Mazda, where Trus and Anashita would have countless descendants.

The red-eyed crows suddenly appeared, stopping between him and the Sky Sanctuary, gathering in a flock and rushing downward.

The medicine fork elf turned into a Valkyrie with a human head and an eagle body, wielding a weapon that emitted golden light, and the bright sky was instantly covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and a violent wind.

The valiant Valkyrie was torn apart by a pitch-black crow, and her golden feathers were stained with blood and scattered with the fishy wind.

Cracks appeared in the sky, and within the cracks was a dark world of endless fear and despair, and black blood rained down, hitting Trus and Anahita, and a rancid smoke rose from it.

With a wail, the holy Anahita was burned beyond recognition, turning into a decaying skeleton and dissipating in the wind, while Trus found that his skin had been corroded, revealing a blood-red subcutaneous body.

The rain of blood did not stop, and he only felt the pain all over his body like fire, and those crows swarmed and pecked at the flesh and blood on his body, and the unbearable pain made Truss wail in pain.

Muscles are decreasing, internal organs are being eaten, Trus is gradually turning into a skeleton with blurred flesh and blood, and the great pain even makes his soul begin to shatter, and the beauty that was once unforgettable has now disappeared without a trace.

A huge face appeared in the crack, black hair fluttering like countless poisonous snakes wriggling, yellow face like a desert under the scorching sun, hot and dry, and dark eyes like an endless abyss, trying to devour his soul.

The evil god Angela Manuel appeared before Truss and caused him to fall into the dark world of evil, eternal despair.

"Welcome to the world of darkness, Trus, O Ctesiphon, and remain here forever, to be my slave, to become a dark raven, to cover the light of the sun and the moon."

The evil god spoke in Chinese, and his voice was like a leaky bellows, hoarse and gloomy.

"Nope! No!! "Truss endured the pain and howled desperately;" Dark God, please spare me! ”

He has been united with the pure and good Anahita, and is about to have the happiest life on earth, and he does not want to become a slave of the evil god Angela Manuel, with no soul, no hope, only despair.

"Give your blood relatives, the people who love you, or the people you love, if the souls of these people are heavy enough, maybe I can consider it and let you return to the world."

Without much thought, without hesitation, Truss howled: "My parents, my brothers and sisters, can be dedicated to you!" ”

"The soul tainted by money is too light, hand over your soul to make up enough weight!"

"Nope! No!! Trus struggled in horror, "I offer Agnès to you, Dark God!" ”

"She's not your blood relative, you don't love her, and she doesn't love you, does she?"

"But, but she is much purer than me, purer than most people in the world, she is like a perfect sapphire, without a single blemish, her soul must weigh enough!"

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Turning out of the room, Yu Wenwen took a pot of water handed by his entourage, drank it all, wiped his mouth and said, "Take good care, no one can see him or talk to him without the permission of the widow." ”

"Yes, my lord."

When night fell, the evening breeze blew, and his back was cold, Yuwenwen was torturing Truth in the room just now, under the effect of opium addiction, the other party was close to a mental breakdown, and he regarded him as "the evil god Angela Manuel".

And he also pushed the boat down the river, and came to a "Trus of Ctesiphon, welcome to the dark world", this kind of line of some middle two is quite emotional, causing Yuwen Wen to play the evil god almost went crazy.

After tossing for so long, sweating all over, and getting cold when the wind blows, he quickly put on his cloak and walked out of the courtyard.

The refined opium is an evil drug made by Yu Wenwen himself, in order to protect everything, from pulping to purification, he does it himself, except for the live experiments on death row prisoners, the finished product can only be used by him.

In the spirit of being prepared, Yuwen Wen took some opium with him when he went on the expedition, so he came in handy when he tortured Trus, and although it took a lot of effort, he still got the confession he wanted.

The drugs made by Trus are just purified Diyaga, and the 'raw materials' are inherently ineffective, and even if they are purified, the efficacy cannot be compared with Yuwenwen's refined opium.

Sure that the other party just accidentally discovered the side effects of Diyega, and did not share this secret with others, Yuwen Wen breathed a sigh of relief, and the various secrets that the other party said in one go recorded dozens of papers.

The customs and customs of Persia and other contents are not interesting, but Trus's ancestral experience and experience in navigating the eastern route for hundreds of years, including the route between Persia and the Central Plains, the hydrology along the way, the monsoon and other important information, that is worth a thousand gold, and Yuwen Wen has already got it.

In order to prevent fraud, he asked more than ten times, and only after confirming that it was correct did he put away the records for later use, and he also got the answer to the most critical question.

As soon as he walked out of the courtyard, several people came quickly, it was a few people left by Yuwenwen in the guards, listening to Zhang Dingfa's dispatch, the other party appeared here, indicating that something might have happened to the house.

"What's going on??"

"King Qiqi! Cui Changshi wanted to enter the house but was refused, and he transferred soldiers and horses to break through, and now he is confronting Zhang Sima! ”