Francis was stunned when he heard this, "twelve" happened to be the number of scimitar dead. For some reason, he is particularly sensitive to this number today.

"No, no...... Those people are supposed to be from the Western Regions......" Francis muttered to himself.

"What did you say?" Monk Yuanjue looked at him suspiciously.

Francis said: "Oh, nothing. I'm being rude, so please continue. ”

Yuan Jue smiled: "Master Fang, the poor monk has been talking for a long time, how about you talk about it?"

Francis was stunned again: "I? I'm just an ordinary Nestorian Christian, what is there to talk about?"

Yuan Jue said: "Hehe, I'm afraid it may not be." In the past, the poor monks traveled to the Western Regions, and there was a big country called Fula, or Haixi Kingdom, which was extremely rich and powerful, not inferior to the Great Liang. Its monarch is also the head of the church and is called the 'Pope'. ”

Francis crossed his hands and said, "Senior Brother Yuanjue, I have more and more respect for your erudition. I can't imagine that you are in Middle-earth, but you know everything about the countries of the Western Regions thousands of miles away, and I really admire you. ”

Yuan Jue said: "Master Fang is falsely praised, and the poor monk knows more than that. The pope set up seven yamen in the center, each with a prefect in charge, roughly equivalent to the three provinces and six departments of the Han people. But in addition, there is a yamen that stands out and is independent, and only at the disposal of the pope. The people also know very little, can Director Fang know its name?"

Francis said: "Although he is a clergyman, he is only a grass people, so naturally he is not clear. ”

Yuan Jue said: "The name of the yamen is 'Inquisition'. It is an institution dedicated to the arrest of important criminals and the execution of heretics. It is not subject to the control of any department, and it has the right to cut first and then play, and it is extremely powerful. Their trials were often accompanied by numerous tortures, most commonly the burning of people to death on a log. It is said that the screams often lasted for half an hour, and everyone who heard them was terrified. ”

Francis frowned: "What is the purpose of the monk telling me this? I don't think that I am a member of the Inquisition, right?"

Yuan Jue smiled slightly mysteriously: "Master Fang, don't be in a hurry to deny it, and listen to me slowly."

The most effective man in the Inquisition was called the 'Hunter', and he regarded the officials and the people as birds and beasts, and waited for them with a bow and a net.

But in recent years, some thieves have appeared out of nowhere, and even they can't handle them. There were 12 men in that group, and they roamed the Western Regions, coming and going like the wind, and they were called 'scimitar dead soldiers'. ”

Francis felt the cold hairs all over his body stand up, and he lost his voice: "Who are you?"

At this moment a procession passed them noisily by the lights on, and both of them were armed when they left. In his left sleeve was a half-foot-long silver spike, and in his right hand he pressed the short sword of the cross behind his waist.

Yuan Jue put his hands into the fat monk's robe, as if grasping a short sharp weapon.

He smiled: "The 'fate' thing is really wonderful, once the two people who sympathized with each other just now are separated, they will be like fire and water." Director Fang, we have time to be enemies, so let's cherish the last time we have to be friends. ”

As it is said, Francis was the top hunter in the Inquisition of the Kingdom of Whisk, who had come by papal decree to hunt down the thief "Scimitar Dead".

He possessed the characteristic attachment of a seeker, following his trail from the country of Fula to Middle-earth. But even so, the Franciscan priests have never seen the true face of the Scimitar Dead. He made countless assumptions that they would be the Fula, the Dayue, the Wusun and even the Persians, but he never thought they would be Han.

This is a blind spot in his psyche.

She focused all her attention on Hu Ren, but she didn't expect that these cunning robbers had unknowingly blended into the ranks that were only a hundred steps away from her.

Francis's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his voice sank: "So, the foot is indeed ......"

"Oh, I can't say, I can't say. If you say it, you're going to use the knife!"

Yuan Jue waved his hand and said with a smile: "Let the poor monk finish that last bit of karma." That Junhan...... Ahem, don't play dumb riddles, it's down.

The poor monk shuttled through the battlefield with the eleven people who were rescued, saving the dead and helping the wounded, and he didn't dare to say how many good things he had done, but he had accumulated some merits. At that time, Mr. Zhang was very courteous to us and deliberately promoted.

But unexpectedly, an old acquaintance of a poor monk in the barracks knew that I was on the run for wounding someone. At that time, I was still wanted, and my head was worth three taels of gold, and reliable information could be exchanged for one tael of gold. That guy didn't have the guts to kill me, so he went to the government to tell the truth. So I was arrested and put on death row. ”

Francis suddenly said: "It's a pity, it's a pity that the Great Liang Kingdom didn't kill you for this scourge!"

Yuan Jue was not annoyed, but smiled: "Yes, the poor monk also thinks so."

If they really cut off my head with a knife, I wouldn't have to see all the injustices in the world, let alone watch Shu fall into the hands of Yidi!

Priest, seriously, when I was caught, there was no panic at all, but rather a serenity that I had never experienced before. It's like looking at the other side in the vast waves, and the heart is no longer floating.

'Ask the husband the way forward, hate the morning light. Others see me as the waning sun, but I say it's about to dawn. But those of my buddies don't think so. ”

Yuan Jue suddenly smiled bitterly: "They, they, they just don't want me to have a peaceful birthday." Among them are military men, ruffians, homeless people, and teachers. Just like that, a group of people robbed the government court, killed hundreds of soldiers, and rescued me by force.

If I seek death again, will I not be sorry for everyone's good intentions? ”

Francis snorted, as if mocking Yuan Jue's hypocrisy.

Yuan Jue didn't think about it, and continued: "After we escaped, the sin is great, and robbing the prison and fighting the prison is a big crime for the three clans. Daliang couldn't stay any longer, so we had to go far to the Western Regions.

One day, the seventh child, the only teacher among us, said, 'If our brothers start a trouble, we must have a banner so that we can subdue the enemy in the future.' ’

The big guys applauded one after another, and they all said that the seventh child was highly knowledgeable. Yes, yes, but no one can say why. You can't blame them for this, they're all a bunch of coarse people, and what do they know?

But I suddenly had a flash of inspiration and cried out, 'Scorpion!'

The big ones looked at each other and said, 'This scorpion is poisonous, and it likes to hurt people, and it is very sinister by nature. Why do our men who stand up to the sky use it as a banner?'

I laughed and said, 'You don't know. Legend has it that when the Buddha was speaking in Lingshan, he had a scorpion lying on his side. He didn't care and pushed it with his hand, but the scorpion was so bold that he actually erected a poisonous needle and stung my Buddha. The Buddha was in unbearable pain, and the scorpion fled. ’

They still didn't understand what I meant, and they stared at each other and asked, 'What happened later?'

I said, 'No later. But then he explained to them: 'Da Liang, Bai Hufan, they are all big countries. But as long as he dares to touch our brother, even the Buddha must let him know the pain!'"

When Yuan Jue spoke, two murderous auras suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he tilted his head and shook off the collar of his robe. I saw that under the reflection of the firelight, there was indeed a lifelike poisonous scorpion tattooed on the edge of his neck.

"Although Emperor Daliang has been mediocre in these years, the people have been able to get by. And he didn't trouble our brother, so we didn't trouble him.

But the barbarian White Tiger enslaved the children of my Han family, and caused countless killings, which is simply too much to write. When we heard it in the Western Regions, everyone's hearts were uneasy. In addition, someone happened to be matchmaking, so I came here.

Our scimitar dead scorpion, it's time to let the white tiger know that it hurts. ”

Francis shouted: "Shut up, it's clear that they are a gang of robbers, but they still use strong words! You dare to say that you have never done anything that hurts heaven and reason?"

Yuan Jue smiled: "Director Fang, you have been tracking our brother for many years, so you should know us best." Can you tell us which time we killed someone we shouldn't have killed, and took money that we shouldn't have taken? On the contrary, St. Peter's Almshouse in the Holy See receives anonymous donations of 12 gold coins every once in a while, and who donated it?"

Francis, who had also been in charge of the almshouse, was stunned when he spoke. What Yuan Jue said is indeed true, if it were not for the donor himself, he would never have been able to say such details.

He muttered, "Could it be that you really ......"

Yuan Jue nodded: "Yes." Our brothers have always regarded themselves as chivalrous, and we have a clear conscience in our work. Although you have not met us, we know you well, and you are one of the few good people in the Inquisition.

Think about it, how many powerful people have we assassinated? Why don't we leave you alone? Tonight's business has nothing to do with you, so you should leave it alone. ”

Francis thought for a moment and finally removed the silver nail from his left sleeve, but still holding the crosssword. "Monk Yuanjue, it's okay if you want me not to make a move. Unless...... Unless you tell me your plans. If I don't hurt the people, I'll leave at once, and I'll never hunt you down again. ”

He thought that Yuan Jue would agree, after all, he had already said this. The subtext is: as long as you scimitar dead soldiers don't shoot at the common people, you can get along with whoever you want.

But Yuan Jue said calmly: "I'm sorry, I can't promise you." ”

"What?" Francis thought he had misheard.

Yuan Jue said: "I naturally don't hurt any of the people of the Han people, but I not only want to kill the people of the Fan people, but also kill them fiercely." It doesn't matter what he does, whether it's a docile citizen or a ruffian, it doesn't make a difference to me anyway. As long as it's a high nose and a deep purpose, it's going to kill things!"

Francis exclaimed, "Wait, what's the difference between you and the people you hated the most in the past?"

Yuan Jue snorted: "Why is there no difference? It was the White Tiger who offended my Han people first, and it is only natural for us to take revenge!"

"But the people are innocent!"

"Aren't we Han people innocent?"

"You can say it, you are bastard logic!"

"Enough!" Yuan Jue shouted: "Just think that these people planted evil karma in their previous lives, and come to repay their debts in this life!"

And they must die.

Because only in this way can we plant the mud bodhisattva and provoke the dissatisfaction of the other nobles, and then infighting. Only if they are infighting, can we Han people take back Shu, do you understand?"

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Chapter 132: Jincheng Buddha's Light (5)