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Lu Li stopped and turned around.

This is a wicked man in a white robe, with a big beard, and he speaks in pure mandarin: "Donor, you are destined to my religion."

Is it so sudden?

Walking on the street, a monk with a high nose and deep eyes suddenly sprang out. He didn't know what sect he was, and he said that he had a relationship with him.

"Langjun, this man seems to be a priest of Nestorianism." Qian Rui lowered his voice to remind: "In the 13th year of Zhenguan, Emperor Taizong allowed the Persian monk to preach the doctrine in Chang'an. Now it has a history of hundreds of years."

Hearing what she said, Lu Li was even more puzzled. He searched his memory all over, but he couldn't remember what Nestorianism was.

It stands to reason that Nestorianism has developed in Chang'an for hundreds of years. Although it cannot be said that there are many believers, it should be somewhat famous...

"This, Dade."

"What's the matter?"

Lu Li also didn't know how to call this person, and simply used the same way of addressing a local monk. After all, he was calling his benefactor just now.

"In Lower Millis, you have a destiny for the donor, and you are willing to come into my door." Millis sent out an invitation again, behaving very enthusiastically.

"..." Lu Li was speechless for a while, only when he met a madman, he was about to turn around and leave with Miss Qianrui.

At this time, the white-clothed Persian monk said again: "It is presumptuous."

"Two, can you take up a quarter of an hour? The little monk hopes to preach the doctrine to you."

Millis was full of sincerity.

"Langjun, there is nothing wrong with you, just listen."

There are customs in Pingkang Fang. On the 8th, 18th, and 28th of each month, girls can go to Baotang Temple in the square to listen to the nuns' lectures.

Over time, Qian Rui was also full of interest in various sects, temples and gyms, as long as they met, they would go in and add some incense money, in order to pray for the blessings of gods and Buddhas.

"Dade, we are in a hurry to go to the East Market. Why don't you talk while walking." Lu Li looked at Millis carefully and found that there was nothing strange about him, and he faintly regarded him as a deceitful person.

"My three-in-one is a wonderful body, and there is no element of God, Arahah, the cross is to determine the four directions, the primordial wind produces two qi, the dark sky is easy to open the world, the sun and the moon are fortunes day and night, and the craftsman becomes all things and establishes the first man... …"

Seeing that Lu Li was unmoved, Millis was not anxious, and continued: "Yinyin Zhenwei, my fellow generations. The gods and heaven proclaimed the celebration, the virgin's birth was born in Daqin; Jingsu tells Xiangxiang, Persia sees the tribute..."

Listen, Lu Li wondered a bit.

There is a deity named Arahah, who drew a cross to settle the square, open up the world, and create mankind.

Later, a virgin became pregnant and gave birth to a sage-like figure. Several astrologers came from afar, and they asked: Where is the man who was born king? We saw his star in the east and came here to worship...

How can there be an inexplicable sense of familiarity?

"Master, who is that kid?"

Qian Rui was particularly interested. She had never heard of a woman who had never been with a man, suddenly became pregnant and gave birth to a child who was born king.

"Tianzun should bring the cool breeze to a virgin named Moyan, and the cool breeze will enter Moyan's abdomen.

Mo Yan gave birth to a male named Yishu. Father is Xiang Liangfeng. Ignorant beings are the Tao, if the wind is responsible for production. However, there is a place where all sentient beings are willing to put a piece of paper in the world. This celestial deity lies in the sky, and the world is universal, when the rats are born and moved. "

Last Yan?

Virgin Mary.

Move the mouse?

Jesus!

At this moment, Lu Li finally understood what this Nestorianism was, and gave Millis a weird look:

This big beard is really a **** talent.

All the stories in the Bible were translated into classical Chinese. Apart from the weird names, there was no sense of disharmony, pure and elegant!

"This girl, are you interested in our Nestorianism?" Seeing that Lu Li seemed unmoved, Millis decided to change his way, his face became particularly serious: "In my religion, evil will not invade."

"Little Sengguan girl has gone dark in the Yintang, and she is afraid of blood and light recently."

Land from:"……".

Nowadays, do foreign monks know how to speak in this way?

However, Girl Qianrui was convinced of this. She was not like Lu Li's killing embryos. The strange death of Mingyue last night was really unforgettable for a while. Now, listening to what the Persian monk said, she felt like she was too. Was stared at by the weird.

"How to get taught?"

"Just send ten wishes."

No money?

Lu Li was quite surprised.

However, he had already determined that Millis was defrauding believers, so he began to think about how to expose the other party and pull the deceived and lame Qianrui girl back to the right path.

"Dare to ask Dade what ten wishes?" Qian Rui's face was pious, as if grasping the straw.

"The first wish, Tianzun said: All sentient beings, rebellious against all evils, etc., rebellious against Tianzun, are not filial piety. (Except me, no other gods can be worshipped

"The second wish, if you are filial to your parents and give it to your parents, all living beings are filial to your parents and respectful. At the end of their lives, they will be given to the house of heaven. (Honor your parents, so that you can be given to you by God. Enjoy longevity in the land of the country)”

"..."

Millis said while observing Lu Li's face in the dark.

"The seventh wisher, don't be a thief."

"The eighth wisher, all beings have money, see him rich and rich, and have farmhouses, slaves and maidservants, but no sorrows. (Do not covet other people's houses, nor covet other people's wives, servants, maids, bulls and donkeys, or other things

Lu Li said in his heart: Isn't this the Chinese version of the Ten Commandments of Moses? While guiding believers to be good, pay special attention to filial piety.

Is it really wrong to blame the Persian monk in front of you?

Neither gold, silver or jewels nor **** for beauty, as long as there is God in your heart and doing good deeds, you can be sheltered.

So, it's okay for Miss Qianrui to believe it.

Millis finished his ten wishes and asked expectantly: "Will a girl enter my door? Believe in Arahah."

"The slave is willing to donate ten taels of gold to replace this first wish, can you?" Qian Rui hesitated.

Compared with Arahah, she still feels that the Bodhisattva and Buddha in the temple are more powerful and more effective.

It's just that the Persian monk said that she can resolve the disaster...

Ten taels of gold.

Millis swallowed, he hadn't seen so many huge sums of money for a long time.

Everything was in Lu Li's eyes, and he said helplessly: Seeing the misunderstanding, he thought he was a devout believer... However, I really didn't see that Qian Rui was also stupid and rich.

"No~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Millis shook his head, the greed in his heart flashed away, and said: "Since the girl has concerns and does not want to enter my door, the little monk does not force it. "

"Meeting is a fate. Take this vest. Just leave it in your room for seven days and the evil will not dare to hurt the girl again."

When the words were over, Millis took off his white robe and handed it to Qian Rui.

The golden cross embroidered on the back of the white robe is particularly eye-catching. It is completely woven from gold thread and is expensive to make.

What kind of road is this guy?

Which liar is willing to pay such a large capital?

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