The next morning, the square was deserted.

The blood stains on the ground have been cleaned, the pit of the execution has been completely filled, and even the high platform of Burhan, the new supreme ruler of the city of Big Berca and Nehr, has been torn down last night.

Everything was so rushed that it never seemed to happen.

All the arrested officials of the city hall were acquitted, and the Holy Mosque also provided a consolation money for each person. And, of course, the City Guard captain Serim, the hero Mansour, and the clerk Bescher.

A dozen or so brand-new war golems stolen by the Fallen Burka to massacre civilians and frame allies were "returned" to the City Guard - don't think this was the Great Berkabur Khan, who was "returned" by merging the City Guard with the Holy Protector.

The City Guard, which has no strength, is in vain, it is better to cooperate with the Holy Army of Guardians, one to provide technology, the other to contribute money and people, and it can also reflect the intimacy between the Holy Mosque and the City Hall, what a perfect cooperation!

In order to prevent the doom of the Holy Mosque from befalling the City Hall, all public servants above the clerk level in the City Hall must be reviewed and approved by the Holy Mosque before they can take up their original positions.

The girls who were insulted and hurt did not escape, and no one escaped alive from the locked black cell. Burhan decided to build a memorial tower in the north of the city at the expense of the Holy Mosque to commemorate these poor girls.

The site of the former Great Sage Mosque, the Infirmary, and the Underground Mission Center, razed by the avenging angels, is to be recognized as an unclean place and permanently sealed, and the bones of the three fallen sinners are to be dismembered and thrown out of the city three days after their bodies are exposed.

Aladdin and Mansour strolled through the streets.

Thanks to Aladdin's efforts, Mansur and his comrades were released and joined the new city guard controlled by the Holy Mosque.

"The girls didn't die, they were buried alive. Maybe they can make a tunnel to escape. To put an end to a bunch of lies with one lie, what a ...... Helpless. ”

Aladdin said: "The first issue now is to maintain the stability of the city, which is already the best outcome. In fact, if those girls had come out alive, their families would have suffered even more. ”

"Damn, what kind of city are we defending! I said Aladdin, if you could get all that broken copper and iron out of your body, would you leave?"

"Perhaps, I'm not sure. After all, the city doesn't owe me anything. Besides, what can I do when I go out?" he changed the subject, "it's a nice day. ”

"Ha, what's the weather, it's all fake, we're in Kunshabi's belly. ”

"Do you believe the witch?"

"That's true. Don't kid yourself, you know it better than anyone else. After so many years, all smart people know it in their hearts, but they just pretend to be confused. There is a saying in the silk country of the East, no matter how thick the paper is, it cannot wrap the flame. I'm worried, I'm worried that the day I can't pretend, everyone will have no way out. ”

"Do you read a lot—so, what happens?"

Mansour smiled wryly, "I don't know. What are you doing over there? Holy Guardian Army?"

A team of Holy Apologists was knocking on doors, their attitudes looking friendly and polite. The heads of the households they talked to were first frightened, then surprised, then confused and helpless, but in the end, they returned to their rooms, and after a short stay, took out large or small packages and handed them over.

But the Holy Guardian Army did not give up, took the package, stacked it on the ox cart behind him, said a few words politely but resolutely, and then searched the house. They did not rob and extort, checked that there was really nothing they wanted, and left a handful of copper for the head of the household.

"What is this messing about? Aladdin, can you go and see it?"

Aladdin knew that Mansur's identity was sensitive and didn't want to cause trouble, so he answered and stepped forward.

As Aladdin, it is not difficult to inquire about the news. After saying a few words to the leader, Aladdin became angry, clenched his fists, and scolded him loudly.

The leader of the team was very in awe of him, and he listened obediently, nodding his head, and there was a pleading look on his face, but even if his legs trembled, he still clung to the things he took from the householders and did not let go, obviously he had a mission.

Aladdin glared at them angrily and walked back with a blushing face.

Mansour hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ridiculous, Burhan Daberka has an order, tonight, a ceremony will be held in the central square, and the book will be burned!"

Mansour could barely believe his ears: "Say it again, what?"

"Burn books! All books that have not been reviewed by the Holy Mosque will be burned! Ridiculous, simply ridiculous!"

Mansour's brow furrowed.

The Arabis have a tradition of learning with pleasure, and while they hold fast to their faith, they can actively learn from other countries, whether it is the Doranders in the West, the Noziks in the southern jungles, the Vicins in the North Sea, the Vedic people in the East, and even the Silk people in the legendary Far East.

The prophet of the Prophetic religion of Mahammad once said that knowledge is a lost camel in the desert of the Alabis and must be brought back. He also said that although knowledge is far away in the Silk Country, I should also seek it. This is a proverb that even a three-year-old child can memorize. Why did a book burner pop up at this time?

"Burn all the books?"

"Burn only the writings of the Phinehrs. ”

Mansour was furious: "Fart! The sages are not Nehr yet, and the Book of Babel is also burned? Damn, why don't you speak? No, you don't really want to burn the Book of Babel, do you?"

Aladdin was very helpless: "The Book of Heaven is definitely different, so only those versions that have not been reviewed by the Holy Mosque are burned. ”

"Phew, an old liar who lies, how high can his level be? His Majesty Faruger's revised rare book, if he says no, he doesn't want it, and changes it to his own one-man show? Why doesn't he just change the name of the Holy Lord with his!"

Aladdin snorted softly: "Be careful!"

Mansour knew that he had lost his words, but he did not admit his mistake, and said indignantly: "I see, this old fellow is the same virtue as the three bastards who stoned him to death yesterday! ”

Aladdin stared straight at the Guardian Saints who were searching for books from house to house, and a sentence came out of his mouth: "This is just a prelude." They burned books there, and eventually they will burn people there. ”

After speaking, he patted Mansour on the shoulder: "I'll go to Burhan and ask for an explanation." ”

Mansour was taken aback, he could clearly sense the change in Aladdin's attitude, and he called him by his first name instead of using an honorific such as "Big Bocka". "Aladdin, don't go, no matter how good you are, you're just a stinky soldier, what the adults have decided, can you change a word?"

"If the enemy is strong, close his eyes and wait for death?"

"It's not retreating, it's not weakness, it's that you can't make senseless sacrifices, what is the use of you going like this except to take yourself?"

Aladdin stubbornly shook his head: "At the very least, I have a clear conscience. If you have a special identity, don't go, otherwise, people with a heart will definitely make irresponsible remarks and cause trouble. ”

"Are you really going to touch the eggs with the stones?"

Aladdin smiled: "Who is the stone, not necessarily." If it goes well, I'll treat you to coffee in the evening!"

Aladdin walked away with a firm step, Mansour looked worriedly at his distant back, and finally, gritting his teeth, pressed the small protrusion behind his ear: "Miss Witch, are you there? I need your help!"