Principal Chen would not let him deliver the message until he had no choice, and the message that Principal Chen wanted to deliver was really horrifying.

Being entrusted by others and being loyal to others, not to mention the safety of Crazy Sanlang.

In front of the outside, the old Taoist priest dared not say it easily, and subconsciously looked at Suda Sushi and others.

Han Ping'an reacted and hurriedly said, "It's okay, Suda is my brother, they are all their own."

"It's really okay?" The old Taoist priest was not relieved.

Han Ping'an patted his arm: "It's really okay."

"Okay, when I saw Langyan yesterday at noon, wasn't it closed the city gate? The Sogdian warrior Yin Niang mentioned came to the city gate after it was dark. He usually didn't want to enter the city after it was dark, let alone encounter King Yele rebelling. The people guarding the city saw that he was injured and covered in blood, and they felt suspicious that he didn't let him enter the city."

If that Sogdian warrior doesn't enter the city, how can he follow the clues and find the mastermind behind the scenes...

Han Ping'an didn't expect that such a thing would happen and asked anxiously: "What happened later?"

The old Taoist priest took another sip of grape wine and continued, "Later, when Chief Chen saw your Yin Niang, he quickly asked a few night watchmen to pretend to go out of the city to inspect, and captured the Sogdian warrior and several Hu people who could not enter the city as spies.

He was seriously injured and only breath was left. Chief Chen asked him quickly. He should have wanted to pass the news before he died, saying that he was from the Mifatai family and that he encountered a horse thief outside the city, and that he ran back to death."

Mifat...

Han Ping'an had a little impression that the Sogdian businessman didn't look like a bad person.

Because he is kind and kind, he is even appointed as the throne of Yele City.

However, the specific matters of the Fire God Temple are Zoroastrians. It is better to say that it is a kind of reward given to him by the government, a kind of glory, and a symbol of status.

In fact, there are four Zoroastrians in Yele City, all of whom are rich and respected Sogdian merchants.

When encountering fire sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial disputes involving Sogdian merchants, or if they want to raise military supplies, the city lord's mansion will ask them to discuss and listen to their opinions, and sometimes even entrust them to arrange the matter.

Han Ping'an couldn't believe that Mifatai was the mastermind behind the scenes and asked: "Is that Sogdian warrior from Mifatai?"

"Yes, many people know him. Some people remember that he was bought by Mifatai at the market more than ten years ago with six pieces of white exercise and five cents of silver. He was about the same age as you when he was bought by Mifatai, and he was only fifteen or sixteen years old."

"Then what?"

"When Chief Chen saw that he was about to die, he could not even speak, so he sent someone to find Mifatai, intending to let Mifatai protect him first, but Mifatai's family found that Mifatai was dead."

"Die...how did he die!"

"After receiving the news, Chief Chen quickly called Shi Xianning, Bai Zuojian and Ashinashan to inspect, and found that he was killed in the evening.

I knew it was done by a master when I looked at the wound and the situation in the house. The man only used a knife and cut it diagonally from his neck to the bottom of his armpit. His head was almost cut off, and several ribs were cut off."

The old Taoist priest gestured exaggeratedly, and thought about it and added with a little horror: "His family has not left anyone for a day, and he was sneaked in and killed without anyone knowing it. If it weren't for the fact that Chief Chen sent someone to find him, his family wouldn't know that he was dead!"

Han Ping'an frowned slightly: "Can you be sure he died in the evening?"

"Although Chief Chen Yishi is not a coroner, he will definitely not mislead if he sees such things too much."

"What message did Chief Chen ask you to send me?"

"He suspected that Mifatai was related to King Yele's rebellion. It should be the real master behind the scenes that found that your father was not dead, but also made a quick decision to take over Baisha City and captured King Yele alive. He was worried that your father would follow the clues to find them, so he killed someone to silence him."

"That's all?"

"Of course it's more than that."

The old Taoist priest quickly put down the wine bag he had just raised and said in a daze: "Chief Chen said that although Mifatai is dead, the clues on your side cannot be cut off. He said that since Mifatai cannot redeem you, you might as well let your father redeem you with money. But doing this is very dangerous. Will your father redeem you or not and let you make your own decisions."

"I'll go back as the person who wants to pretend to be me, and see if the master behind the scenes will look for me?"

"It seems that's what it means."

"Okay, that's it!"

"Then you write a letter quickly, and I will take the letter of redeem for money."

“There is no paper and pen here.”

"I have it." The old Taoist priest walked to the donkey and untied a burlap bag.

Han Ping'an asked laughed and cry: "Fake Taoist Master, do you come out and send a message, and you should also bring all the outfits for eating?"

The old Taoist priest didn't think it was too embarrassing, and said for granted: "King Yele rebelled, and the people in the city were in panic. God knew if anyone would take the opportunity to make trouble. Since it was a gift for making a living, he naturally had to take it with him, otherwise what if he was stolen and robbed."

Han Ping'an smiled and said, "No one wants your rags. Besides, most of your outfits were bought by me. If I really lost them, I can buy another one for you. Anyway, it's not worth much."

"You're fine. If something happens to you, let me find someone to help you with it."

“That’s true.”

"Write it quickly, I'll help you grind the ink."

...

At the same time, Shi Xianning, who had been a translator for the Ming Mansion at the Fire God Temple yesterday, just attended the funeral of Mifatai.

The funeral of the Fire Cult believers is also called the Sky Burial. It is a bit like the Sky Burial in Tubo, but it is different.

This morning, Mifatai's family and relatives and friends transported Mifatai's body out of the city under the consent of Lord Mingfu and transported it to the "Silent Tower" two miles from Yele City.

This mottled earth tower, which was invaded by wind and sand, was built on a deserted hill. At first glance, it was surrounded by the Gobi hills.

Stone slabs are placed on the top of the tower, and there is a well in the tower.

The tower is divided into three layers, middle and outer layers, which are used to accommodate the bodies of men, women and children.

Half an hour ago, Zoropaku and several corpse-carrying corpse carried Mifatai's naked body to the top of the tower, allowing the eagles flying all over the sky to peck at their flesh.

Wait for another hour, and wait until the corpse is almost eaten by the eagle, then go up and throw the skeleton into the well hole.

In the teachings of the Fire Cult, the "Tower of Lonely" is a place where evil gods play. Believers are not allowed to enter the tower and can only sit far away.

As for those who have come into contact with the corpse and those who have entered the tower, they are not listed here, but they will perform a purity ceremony after they go back later.

Shi Xianning is not Mifatai’s family, but Mifatai’s friend.

He did not want to wait any longer, and respectfully said goodbye to the High Priest Qudu from Guishucheng. He was about to go back to his servant, but was stopped by the High Priest who insisted on waiting until the funeral was over.

"Dear Shi Xianning, do you want to go home?"

"Dear Ma Ge, I have something to do at home."

"But where is the home?"

The high priest looked at him with a smile, his eyes full of wisdom.

Shi Xianning knew what the high priest really wanted to say, and wanted to refute it but could not. Besides, he, an ordinary believer, could not argue with the high priest who was hailed as a wise man.

The high priest looked up at the "Tower of Lonely" in the distance and said meaningfully: "We should praise those who strongly support the Orthodox Church with good moral character and language. We should pray together to Mazda, the Creator, to let our brothers gather in the eternal kingdom of heaven and Zoroastrian."

Shi Xianning was silent for a moment, then looked up and said, "Mifatai will definitely go to the Eternal Heaven."

"But he still has many things to do in the world, and those things are the will of the Creator Mazda."

"Dear Ma Ge, do you suspect I killed him?"

"You are as honest as your father. You are both loyal believers of Mazda Yasna. I have heard of your good deeds that are far away from the shabby. How could I suspect that you killed Mazda Yasna's believers."

The high priest smiled slightly, then changed his subject: "But I must remind you, my dear Shi Xianning, you seem to be in confusion."

Shi Xianning respected the high priest in front of him very much, but did not agree with the high priest's point of view and said bluntly: "Dear Mag, I believe in the Orthodox Mazda Yasna, who advocates putting down weapons and eliminating wars. It teaches us sincerity and kindness and gives us order."

"Dear Shi Xianning, you are indeed as good as you think and speak as the legendary one."

"Dear Ma Ge, am I wrong?"

"That's right, how could the Creator Mazda and the Prophet Zoroastrian be wrong? But dear child, have you ever wondered where we should go? Which country is our place to stay?

Darkness lingers us, where is there sincerity, kindness and order, everywhere is oppression, cruelty, tyranny and tyrannical. Can you bear all these?"

The high priest looked up at the sky and asked several questions in a row, his voice was so vicissitudes and full of sadness.

Shi Xianning didn't know how to answer, so he could only listen silently.

After a long silence, the high priest stroked his chest and prayed devoutly: "Creator, no one will protect us except You, thank you for letting the God of Light come and give us joy and blessings.

I believe that it won’t take long to be true sincerity, kindness and order will come. Soldiers, warriors and leaders will try their best to avoid us, but we don’t know how to please you…”

"Dear Ma Ge, there is something urgent at home, it's time for me to go back."

Shi Xianning didn't want to listen anymore, so he bowed and turned around and left.

The high priest did not call him anymore, but looked at his back and said, "The comfortable life makes you confused but don't know it. Shi Xianning, my dear child, take out a coin that brings you a comfortable life and see it. You can see how to go and where is the road!"

Shi Xianning was stunned for a moment and subconsciously took out a silver coin.

Sassanian silver coins, the most commonly used money in the Western Regions, are of strong value and are more popular on the market than the Kaiyuan Tongbao of the Tang Dynasty.

The inscription on the front is "Worship of Zoroastrian, the Holy Ardashi, the King of Kings", and on the back is the altar of the Fire Cult, the holy fire, the stars, the moon and the priests.

How could Shi Xianning not know the good intentions of the high priest? He couldn't help but think of a famous saying - "The imperial throne is the pillar of the altar, and the altar is also the pillar of the imperial throne." But after thinking about it, he shook his head with a bitter smile, holding the silver coins and walking faster.

...

ps: Special thanks to the generous rewards from the book friends of "Wei Mian Wei Mian" that we have the first leader!
Chapter completed!