After careful consideration, Zhou Jun finally asked the others to leave, leaving only the Holy Lady to speak in the hall.
Zhou Jun looked up and down at the woman in white in front of him and asked, "What's your name?"
Saint: "I chose divinity and abandoned the mortal body. I no longer have the mark of the mortal world."
Zhou Jun rubbed his forehead and said in a deep voice: "Tell me your former name... I am not your believer. It is impossible for me to keep calling you a saint like them."
The saint hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Tuoba Huaisu."
Zhou Jun was stunned: "Tuoba? Are you from Xianbei?"
Tuoba Huaisu: "It doesn't matter who I was in the past."
Zhou Jun glanced at Tuoba Huaisu, gave up his plan to ask about his life experience, took out the burnt incense stick, put it on the table, and asked: "What is this?"
Tuoba Huaisu: "Kalanhua."
Zhou Jun: "What?"
Tuoba Huaisu: "Kala flower means 'underworld flower' in Zoroastrian teachings. It is born in the cradle of the sleeper and blooms once every sixty-six years."
Zhou Jun: "So, this incense stick is actually a flower extract?"
Tuoba Huaisu nodded.
Zhou Jun: "What is its function?"
Tuoba Huaisu: "When lit alone, the smoke it releases has the effect of calming the mind and calming the soul. It is an indispensable ritual item in spiritual and ritual ceremonies. However, if someone takes licorice and wild hemp in advance,
If you use a concoction of the same type and then inhale the incense of kalan flowers, the two will react, triggering strong hallucinations, allowing people to leave their bodies and relive the most emotionally intense memories."
Zhou Jun was speechless for a while.
This stuff should be considered a hallucinogen.
Zoroastrianism was born in the 20th century BC. It appeared much earlier than Christianity. It seems that it is not a surprise to be able to create these strange things.
Zhou Jun asked Tuoba Huaisu again: "Why do you deliberately use medicine on me?"
The latter looked at Zhou Jun who was sitting in the hall and asked: "It's the eighth day of April in the third year of Tianbao. What you really want to ask is this, right?"
Zhou Jun unconsciously grasped the armrest, his eyes narrowed slightly, his body arched slightly, and his whole body looked like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed.
Tuoba Huaisu took out a piece of parchment from his white robe and presented it to Zhou Jun with both hands.
The latter was worried that there was fraud in it and said: "Put it on the ground."
Tuoba Huaisu followed his instructions and placed the parchment on the ground, then slowly stepped back.
Zhou Jun stood up and took two steps forward. He saw that the parchment was yellow and withered, but it was several years old. There were words on it that he had never seen before, so he asked: "What is this?"
Tuoba Huaisu: "My Satila is my master. She was the previous saint. Before she died, she passed this sacred object to me. It contains a legend that has been passed down from generation to generation in Zoroastrianism.
prophecy."
Zhou Jun: "Prophecy?"
Tuoba Huaisu: "Every thousand years, the comet Gotchihr will land on the earth, the heavy rain will turn into torrents, the sunlight will turn into flames, the neighing of war horses will resound throughout the earth, and the dying wails will spread across the wilderness.
.Soshyan will fall with the stars, join the battle between good and evil, and ultimately complete a great innovation."
Zhou Jun looked confused and asked: "What does this prophecy have to do with the eighth day of April?"
Tuoba Huaisu: "On the night of the eighth day of April in the third year of Tianbao, the comet Gochishir fell from the sky, which means that the prophecy has begun."
Zhou Jun was puzzled: "There happened to be a shooting star in the night sky. It was a very common thing... Well, even if that prophecy is true, then why did you come to me?"
Tuoba Huaisu: "The holy fire has sent down a sign, and you are the chosen Soshiyang."
Zhou Jun sighed and asked Tuoba Huaisu: "There are more than tens of millions of people in the world. Haven't you ever considered that maybe you have found the wrong person?"
Tuoba Huaisu: "I may make mistakes, but the Holy Fire will not."
Zhou Jun: "The holy fire can't do it? Then what sign does it send?"
Tuoba Huaisu: "This is the secret of Zoroastrian Fire Divination. Even if I tell you, you won't be able to understand it."
Zhou Jun felt dizzy for a while after hearing this.
After a moment of silence, Zhou Jun said: "After looking at this journey from Chang'an to Luoyang, from Luoyang to Liangzhou, are you so sure that I am the person of the Holy Fire Sign?"
Tuoba Huaisu: "I have always wanted to see you, and today in that alley was the first time I had close contact with you. After that, I knew that the sign of the Holy Fire was correct."
Zhou Jun's heart tightened: "Let me ask you, what did you see today? What did you hear?"
Tuoba Huaisu lowered his head and said, "It's not much, but it's enough."
Zhou Jun stared at the woman in front of him, his eyes turned cold, and he began to think in his heart. In order to prevent these Zoroastrian Christians from talking nonsense outside and attracting unnecessary attention, should they get rid of this Zoroastrian saint here?
If it is really done, how can it not trigger a backlash from Zoroastrians?
As if he had guessed what the other party was thinking, Tuoba Huaisu said: "You can kill me, but the prophecy will not be invalidated, the holy fire will not be extinguished, and the next saint will still find you."
Zhou Jun shook his head, sat back again, and asked the other party: "How many people know about the prophecy?"
Tuoba Huaisu: "Besides me, there are four other fire maidens who know. They are my maids and my apprentices. After my death, one of them will inherit the position of the fire maiden."
Zhou Jun: "What if they die too?"
Tuoba Huaisu: "Each of the four fire attendants has a maidservant. If they die, there will be corresponding people to take their place."
Zhou Jun looked up at the ceiling and sighed.
The Zoroastrians are very hierarchical and follow a pyramid structure. It is really a headache to deal with such an organization because one move can affect the whole body.
Tuoba Huaisu said to Zhou Jun: "I know you may feel confused and confused, but the teachings require every believer to make all preparations for the coming of Gochishir. On the day when the prophecy occurs, everything will come to light.
"
Facing this Zoroastrian saint who opened her mouth to prophesy but kept silent about the signs, Zhou Jun was at a loss for a while and could only ask: "What are you going to do next?"
Tuoba Huaisu crossed his hands and placed them on his chest, saluted Zhou Jun and said, "I will stay by your side, waiting for the prophecy to come true, and fulfill my duties."
Zhou Jun: "If the prediction is wrong or does not come true, then you will keep waiting like this?"
Tuoba Huaisu bowed his head and said nothing.
Zhou Jun closed his eyes, shook his head and said: "If you are willing to wait, then go ahead and wait. From now on, you and I will not be in conflict with each other. Don't mention the prophecy again... The ugly words are ahead. If I hear the holy fire outside in the future,
If there is even the slightest hint of a sign, I will uproot you Zoroastrians even if I don't have the official position!"
Tuoba Huaisu nodded and responded.
Zhou Jun waved his hand: "Go."
Tuoba Huaisu slowly retreated back and reached the edge of the courtyard. In the dim light, he saw her waving her robe, and her body disappeared in a burst of white smoke, never to be seen again.
The next day, An Bozhu, the head of the An family, and An Sishun, the envoy of the Great Dou Army, came to visit Zhou Jun with many heavy gifts.
After Zhou Jun declined, in order to reassure the father and son, he accepted the gift.
An Bozhu apologized for the banquet. Zhou Jun didn't say anything more, but just told him that the matter was over and there was no need to mention it again.
Although An Bozhu and An Sishun had doubts in their hearts, Zhou Jun was willing not to pursue the matter any further, so naturally he agreed happily.