Before seeing the name with his own eyes, Jonah first "heard" the presence of Quvisti, the noisy sounds of mechanical movements, valves, forging, and steam jets, which the astrologer felt familiar to the astrologer, as was the cacophony of Ecbatana, the volcanic country where the Heart of the Furnace began.

"Poke, poke, poke. Asai pointed to his face in a humble manner, "Let me poke it as compensation for scaring you." ”

Jonah gave him a blank look: "Forget it, it's not you who poked, but your 'armor'......"

"It feels the same! Come on, come on. The Oriental said with a grin.

At this time, one of Za's doppelgangers appeared outside the window: "The coachman Sammanda said that our destination is the town of Qu Vishtizo, where there is a branch of Kuligara. ”

"I remember your hometown is here, za. Asai waved at him.

"Yes, I'm home......" With no joy on his face, he retracted his head with a thud.

Jonah looked out of the window, and as it was nearly dusk, the eastern horizon was illuminated by the setting sun as it was a rather large city, and as the distance drew closer, Quvisti became clearer. It was a very strange city, cut in the middle by a deep rift valley, and the buildings on the left side were mostly made of gray-white limestone, quiet and lifeless, and the black basalt buildings on the right side of the canyon, with strange pipes, chimneys and pendulums, and the noise came from here. Three pontoon bridges span the canyon to connect the two cities, one black and one white, and the bottom of the rift valley is bottomless, and blue-blue smoke billows at the valley floor.

"Oh!" the 7-year-old boy let out an exclamation, and then peeked at the opposite side of the Venerable Gao Wusha, the Star Picker, and the Zu Ta, he was embarrassed to ask again, and secretly took out the "Geographical Measurement of the Southern Continent" from his bag, and flipped through it in the afterglow of the setting sun. The chapter on the city of war is surprisingly short, and the author writes with respectful luck:

"The reconstruction time of the Ninth Quvyshti is the longest in the history, the aborigines who wandered the ruins of the old city spent a full six months to build this city that was destined to not last long on the scars of the earth, the earth scars that destroyed the eighth Quvishti destroyed the landscape, the inhabitants naturally divided into two camps, the ancient family used limestone to build white houses on the left side of the rift, the steam puppeteers could not stay away from the active volcano, so the black buildings were built with basalt on the right side, the co-consuls were elected to work in the center of the pontoon bridge that communicated the two sides of the city, and as has been repeated countless times before, the Ninth Quvishti rebuilt a powerful armed force, quietly waiting for the next war in the Vedic wilderness. ”

"Scars of the earth?" said the astrologer to himself, turning a few pages to find the explanation for the entry.

"In that war, which we do not want to name, one side was favored by the legendary sword of the Black Dragon King, 'Kuligara', which wiped out 20,000 soldiers with a single swing of the Excalibur, and completely destroyed the Eighth Quvyshti with a second swing, leaving a deep scar three hundred miles long in the Vedic Wasteland. The side that won the war decided to seal this terrifying sword, and this was the last time that the name of Kuligara appeared in the long river of history, and we can forget the past of blood and fire, but the scars of the earth will always be hideous. ”

Different from the previous frivolous tone, the author of "Geographical Measurement of the Southern Continent" seems to be much more dignified when telling this period of history, I don't know whether it comes from the writing of another writer, or touches a certain period of empathetic past. However, the name Kurigala was quite familiar, and Jonah couldn't help but look up and ask, "Is Kuligara the name of a sword?"

"Kurigara is the legendary ancient weapon entwined by the black dragon, the wisdom and fire sword of the Fudo Ming King. Zuta replied, a sonorous voice that made people's eardrums tingle, "The Resistance uses this name to use the power of the Black Dragon King to remove the pagan rule and restore the glory of Buddhism. ”

"Are the dragons of Buddhist legends the same thing as the ancient dragons we usually call them?" the astrologer asked, scratching his head, to Asai beside him.

"The dragons of Buddhism, the dragons of the East, the dragons of the West, the dragons that have died and the dragons that have survived to this day are all creatures of the same race. "There are many ancient legends about dragons in our East, and unlike your Western culture, we think that dragons are not evil, but holy, noble, great, and a symbol of royal authority." ”

The Star Picker suddenly spoke, "By the way, have you ever heard of the Usang Cult, an evil religion that has countless secret members in the Western and Southern Continents and worships the god of death. As one of the seven main gods, the god of death, Umang, is a deity rejected by the Anglican Church, and there are many bloody conflicts between the Umang cult and the Anglican Church every year...... I heard that one of the seven great artifacts, the mark of the god of death, Usmang, is a long sword entwined with black dragons and flames, and I think it is the same weapon as the Kurigala in Buddhism,—— apart from the mark of the gods, what other sword can have this kind of terrifying power that changes the heavens and the earth?"

Speaking of the sigil of the gods, Asai couldn't help but glance at Jonah, and the astrologer couldn't help but tighten his staff and tie the silk belt wrapped in gold thread. If the news of a mere third-level astrologer possessing two artifacts spreads, the swarming thieves would naturally eat the 17-year-old boy alive without the Red Brotherhood taking action.

Venerable Gao Wusha raised his eyelids slightly, his cloudy pupils reflected the remnant sun, Jonah was most afraid of making eye contact with the old monk, he always felt that in front of the high monk, he was like **, and Venerable Gao Wusha could see every fold on his body clearly through his clothes.

The elephant hissed ahead and struggled forward, the road under the wheels began to slope, and when it climbed up a hill, the town of Quvisti appeared in front of him. The city had no actual walls or battlements, and the roads went directly into the complex, perhaps because the defenders of the City of War, accustomed to destruction and reconstruction, simply built the Ninth Quvyshti into an undefended city. However, the armed guard, known as the strongest civilian city defense force in the Southern Continent, was a strong city wall in itself, and even Brahma did not provoke this guard, armed to the teeth with steam puppet technology and ancient bloodline ability, and chose to solve the problem peacefully.

"It's safe for the time being, Quvyshti is an independent city, Tanva won't enter the city to search us, just be careful of the Vedic agents. The star picker patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

Jonah couldn't help but ask him, "Are the Brotherhood going after me at any moment, and where are we going next?"

"I don't know, one step at a time. The Star Picker replied with a fluttering look in his eyes.

Grey-and-white buildings pass through the windows, the tallest buildings here are no more than two floors, the houses are square-shaped, devoid of ornaments, and look like mass products guided by the principles of pragmatism. There are not many people on the street, and the shop signs are generally written in Southern Continental, Western Continental, and Sanskrit, "Tavern!" Asai suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "How about a drink, everyone?" I heard that the taste of Vedic wilted leaf wine is unique in Southern Continent, and the high grade wine made from red wilted leaves is not only sweet and delicious, but also makes people feel happy and energetic all day long without getting tired!"

Jonah thought for a moment and asked, "Assai, what's the fun of your drinking?" If you think about it, it's just the body of the long-dead child drinking." ”

The Oriental was stunned for a moment and scratched his head: "I haven't thought about this question, but the aroma of the wine, the taste that stays in the mouth, the sweetness of swallowing the throat, and the warmth of the stomach I drink are really felt through the 'armor body',—— although the real me may be chewing maggots in that stinky world." ”

Saliva began to secrete from the astrologer's mouth, and he held back his nausea and sat away from the Oriental.

"Just kidding, Brother Jonah!" the Oriental laughed and patted Jonah on the shoulder: "I will never eat maggots from the other world, the deworming of that world is small and difficult to catch, and the taste is sour and numb, and it is not delicious at all!"

"That's good......" Jonah let out a long breath and suddenly felt that something was wrong: "...... Wait, if you haven't eaten it, how do you know that the taste is sour and numb?"

Night is slowly falling. While they were talking, the car pulled into an alley, and the false wall at the end of the alley crackled and opened to both sides, revealing a hidden passageway. The wheels were unloaded, the elephants were taken away, and several figures flashed from both sides, pushing the carriage on. "The place we're going to is too narrow for the elephants to enter, so it's been changed to a human push, so please be patient. The voice of the three mantras came.

"I wish there was wine at the welcome party. Asai muttered quietly.

"Buddhists are forbidden to drink. "The Three Mandas mercilessly shattered the illusions of the Orientals.

Ten minutes later, after a few dizzying turns, the car was pushed into a small courtyard, "Please get out of the car." The driver jumped out of the car and opened the door.

Jonah's eyes lit up with the lights outside, and he pulled Arsaydam out of the carriage first, taking a few seconds to adjust to the bright courtyard, and then he was startled. The courtyard was full of men, women, children, old people, all with their hands folded and their heads bowed respectfully.

"What is this—What is this? Don't do this, get up quickly......" The astrologer hurriedly stretched out his hand to support the nearest man, and the Oriental said leisurely behind him, "Brother Jonah, I don't think these people are waiting for you." ”

The gray robe hung to the ground, and the figure of Venerable Gao Wusha slowly stepped out of the carriage. Everyone in the courtyard bowed to the ground at the same time, making a five-body bowing ceremony, and the red-faced Jonah saw crystal tears on countless buried faces. His Holiness did not stop or support these abandoned believers, but walked slowly towards the brightly lit place, like a true king who was inspecting his land.