Chapter 155

Sabao miliman, a Sogdian, naturally did not believe what Li forgot to worry about.

"Little man, what's wrong with me?"

"Sabao, is the sacred fire enshrined in your ancestral hall the fire in the fire?" Li forgets to worry asked.

Milliman didn't understand what he meant and nodded, "yes, that's it. So what?"

Zoroastrianism, that is, fire worship, divides the holy fire into three levels according to the lighting ceremony.

The lowest level is the ordinary flame, which is enshrined in the Sogdian family and can be extinguished.

The second level flame is "fire in fire", which is lit by the embers of the flame contributed by believers from different levels. The fire offering in the fire is enshrined in the Yi temples in various cities. There are full-time sacrificial priests who add wood and spices at least five times a day to keep the flame from going out.

The Yi temple in Chang'an City worships the fire in the fire. The wood used to ignite the fire is sandalwood, which is very luxurious.

The highest level of the flame is called the "fire of victory", which comes from the sky fire, that is, the flame generated by lightning. Yi temples that can worship the fire of victory are the main temples of Persians and Sogdians.

These things, along with the Sogdian Zoroastrianism, are not a secret in Chang'an city. Li forgot to worry about his plan. Just now, he asked someone to inquire about the doctrine of Zoroastrianism, so he was more confident.

Li forgot his worries and said, "Sabah, as far as I know, your Zoroastrianism has three good salvation. Say it? Good thinking, good words and good deeds, right?"

Milliman nodded again. "Yes, that's right."

Li forgetful worry suddenly became solemn, stared at Milliman and said, "Zoroastrian doctrine, good words make people not to lie or cheat. Sabao, can you tell me that today you said that the female slaves of the Qin Dynasty had been ill, is it lying or cheating?"

"This..." Milliman didn't expect Li forgetful worry to suddenly turn the topic to this, and he was speechless for a moment.

Without waiting for his answer, Li Lianyou continued, "Sabao, as the leader of Zoroastrianism, how can you lie? You will be punished by your gods! Be careful that the sacred fire in your Zoroastrian temple will be extinguished!"

Milliman was like a dragon touched against the scales. He was immediately aroused by anger. He pointed at Li forgetful and shouted, "what nonsense are you talking about? Dare you curse our sacred fire to go out?"

"Hey, hey, if the sacred fire in your ancestral hall goes out, it can only be caused by your Sabah's non-compliance with the doctrine. What does it have to do with us? I warn you, don't talk nonsense, otherwise the consequences will be serious!" several dandies immediately got excited and sprayed with Milliman.

As long as they don't smash the Sogdian ancestral hall, several top dandies in the Tang Dynasty don't take Milliman's words to heart at all.

Miriman was so angry with these dandies that he couldn't do anything about them. As soon as he threw off his clothes, he was ready to see off the guests.

But when he saw a Zoroastrian priest stumble in outside the door, he ran and shouted, "Sabah, something's wrong! The sacred fire enshrined in the Zoroastrian Temple suddenly went out for some reason! Sabah, go and have a look!"

Milliman heard this, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, which made his brain dizzy.

After half a ring, Milliman finally regained his mind, but glared at Li forgetful and worried about them. The expression was ferocious and ferocious, like a beast ready to bite people.

"It's you! You must have done it! Do you want to be enemies with all our Sogdians? You will be punished!"

As soon as they said the words that the flame was extinguished, the flame in the Yi temple was extinguished. If it had nothing to do with these dandies, Milliman would not believe that there was such a coincidence in the world.

"Hey hey, Sabao, you can eat freely, but you can't talk nonsense. We're standing in front of you. Which eye did you see us go to destroy the sacred fire in your ancestral hall? The false accusation is to sit back!" Chai Lingwu sneered disdainfully.

Wei Shuyu also said sarcastically, "Sabao Murphy thought we were immortals? Can we extinguish the sacred fire in your ancestral hall when we talk to you here? It's really not so-called. It's ridiculous!"

"Hey, hey, fortunately, we can testify to each other that we haven't been to the fire altar of Yi temple. Otherwise, it's really yellow mud falling off our crotch. It's not shit, it's shit. Tut Tut, Sabao, you can't frame others. We're so afraid, ha ha." Du Gou said with a sad face, regardless of Milliman's identity, he directly mocked.

Milliman glared at them fiercely, with the an expression that this matter was not finished with the you. He didn't dare to delay any more, so he turned and ran to fire altar of the Yi temple.

On the fire altar, Zoroastrians and priests who got the news rushed over and stared at the bronze tripod one by one.

There are seven or eight bronze tripods, large and small, on the fire altar. Originally, they were all burning holy fire with sandalwood as fuel. This is a sacred and inviolable relic of Zoroastrianism.

Now, Milliman is stupid, and the priests are stupid.

Among the seven or eight bronze tripods, all the burning sandalwood was extinguished, and only the remaining wood emitted faint green smoke.

Miriman shouted angrily at the priests in charge of guarding the holy fire in the fire altar: "who? Who put out the holy fire? Why don't you stop it?"

The Zoroastrian priests and priests in charge of guarding the fire altar were already scared out of their wits and shivered.

After a long time, you bowed down to the elder priest and replied, "Sabah, we don't know why the flame went out. No one did anything to put out the fire, so the flame went out by itself."

"Did any Tang people enter the fire altar?"

The priests shook their heads: "Sabao, no Tang people enter the fire altar. You know, non believers are not allowed to enter the fire altar."

"How did the flame go out by itself?" Milliman roared. "Check the wood on the fire altar immediately. Someone must have tampered with the wood."

The priests of Zoroastrianism were flustered and began to check the wood in the bronze tripod. All the wood that ignited the fire was sandalwood. It was dry and appropriate in size. There was no problem.

It has been carefully checked several times, and several Zoroastrians who are specially responsible for the care of the holy fire have also come to check and confirm that there is no problem with the wood.

The priests guarding the fire altar also swore to the gods that no one had ever tried to extinguish the holy fire, let alone take water to extinguish the holy fire.

Everyone can see this.

Milliman fell and sat on the fire platform. He murmured at the bronze tripods. He was not sure what he saw with his eyes.

As a Zoroastrian Sabao in Chang'an area of the Tang Dynasty, if the "fire in the fire" of the Zoroastrian temple is extinguished, his position as a Sabao will come to an end.

It is even possible that he will be escorted back to the Zoroastrian temple and burned as a punishment.

Thinking that you may lose your glory and wealth, the best result may be to be recalled to the Zoroastrian temple in Persia to be a low-level priest.

Let him leave the prosperous world of Datang, leave Chang'an, the most powerful city in the world, and go back to the western regions full of Gobi desert. It's better to kill him directly.

Milliman has presided over the Yi temple in Chang'an City for nearly ten years. Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, he has been infatuated with Oriental life.

In his opinion, this is the city where he has lived. Tang Chang'an is the center of the world.

In Chang'an, as a Sogdian Sabah in Chang'an, he lived a very happy life. He even thought that the great Sabah of the distant Persian temple was not as comfortable and comfortable as his present life.

Now, the flame of "fire in fire" is extinguished for no reason, and all his glory and wealth have become volatile with the extinguishment of the flame, which can't help but make him regret.

Milliman was sure that the dandies of the Tang Dynasty must have done all this. Although he wanted to break his head, he didn't know how they did it. In full view of the public, he let the flame go out without reason.

But consciously told him that the truth must be so, and the flame was artificially extinguished.

Miriman regretted it. He regretted why he was so stubborn and unwilling to hand over the Byzantine female slaves to the dandies.

It's ironic that a damned humble female slave could lose everything for herself.

Miriman's eyes were confused and he had completely lost focus in his pupils.

More and more Sogdians came from all directions of Chang'an City when they heard the news that the flame was extinguished in the Yi temple, and more and more people gathered outside the fire altar.

Many devout believers even cried bitterly and knelt down one after another, praying that the gods would not abandon them.

Li Lianyou, Chai Lingwu and others also followed Milliman to the fire altar of Yici temple. They all crowded around the periphery with a smile and watched the excitement.

Milliman saw Li forgetful and others in the crowd, and felt a surge of blood. Regardless of rushing over, he wanted to work hard with the dandies.

Li forgot his worries but smiled mysteriously, leaned close to Milliman's ear and whispered to him. His words surprised millimanton, and there was a complex look in Li's eyes