They are monks from India, and their leader is called Vincente Bou. He claims to have been born in Assyria, but later went to distant India. The Indians believe in reincarnation. According to Vincent Thibaut, he was guided here by some kind of guidance and had a friendship with me before I was born. This puzzled my parents. "
Xiao Ye was also puzzled, but Vincent should be a disciple guided by Amitayus, not the Olympian gods, which made him feel a little relieved. He continued to ask curiously: "What gifts did they give you?" Jorah smiled. "I was still a baby at the time, so it was impossible for me to know. I heard from my mother that there was incense in the temple and precious gold, but the last gift was very special. It turned out to be perfume applied to the body at the time of burial. My father was surprised, but my mother later understood the meaning and gave an explanation. "
Bright Moon Night: "Oh, how did she explain it?" Jorah replied slowly: "Life is like a string of pearls strung together by a series of experiences, and the last pearl is the tears of relatives. When people come to the world, they always have to say goodbye. A gift from a faraway guest.
That should be the meaning. "
Bright Moon Night exclaimed: "What a wise remark! So what special thing happened? " Jorah: "Vincent also told my parents to take me away from the Terem Plains and return in a year. My parents did as he said and took me to the Eygut. Shortly after we left, King Herod, who had been canonized by the Maros, ordered a search for newborn babies among the people and handed them over to the mages sent by Maro to be identified. It was said that a demon came to the world, just as we Terem said, bringing plague and famine, and many children later died. " Xiao Ye's heart pounded. It seemed that Jorah had experienced a silent danger when he was born. The Olympian gods did not do nothing, but the newborn baby was lucky to escape.
Did Zeus and Amitayus notice something? This was a mystery that Bright Moon Night could not understand, and among the angels of heaven, no one's achievements could surpass Zeus'. Maybe Zeus could detect some clues that the angels did not know. Vincent Bo was probably sent by Amitabha. What was Amitabha's intention in doing this? Did he want to guide the reincarnated Amon to his Buddhist Kingdom?
Xiao Ye asked again: "Do you still want to see Mr. Vincent when you go to India this time?" Jorah replied: "Yes, I want to visit him. I have many questions in my mind, and I also want to ask this eastern sage for advice." Hearing this, Bright Moon Night, who was going by the alias of Xiao Ye, made a decision. He could not delay any longer, and had to hand over the Iron Staff to Yola before he met Vincent. Once he crossed the Indian River and left the Olympian realm, he would immediately complete this task.
After a long and arduous journey of several months, this caravan of Leng people finally left the Maro Empire and entered India. On this day, they crossed the India River and arrived at a place that even the Macedonian army had not reached. They were not far from their destination. It was already late when they crossed the river. The caravan set up tents and camped at the foot of the mountain in the wilderness. The guards took turns to keep watch. Tomorrow, they would be able to enter the city to unload the goods. That night, everyone slept soundly.
Suddenly, Jorah heard a summoning voice in his soul. "Jorah, I have been entrusted by the angels of Aloho's heavenly kingdom to confirm your identity and clarify your responsibilities.
Please come out of the tent and meet me in the forest. I hope you are the one I have been waiting for. "Yola put on his clothes and walked out of the tent. It was so quiet that no one noticed him. He followed the direction of the sound and walked into the forest at the foot of the mountain. There seemed to be a faint light guiding him. Joshua passed through the dense forest and ascended the hillside. A man stood in the middle of an open space under a stone wall, holding a tree-like staff in his hand.
Yola exclaimed in surprise, "Xiao Ye, why are you here?"
Xiao Ye held the iron branch staff with both hands and replied: "My name is Bright Moon Night, I have received the guidance of Aloho and the Angels of Heaven to deliver something to you"
Yola said in disbelief, "You, you're actually the emissary of the Heavenly State!"
Bright Moon Night turned around and waved his staff, knocking it silently on the stone wall. The staff looked like a tree branch, but the mountain wall trembled slightly, a crack appeared, and a clear spring flowed out of the crack. He held the staff again and turned to ask: "Yola, you are from Shileng and believe in Aloho. Then you should have heard the story of Moses, do you know the legend of this staff? "
Yola's soul seemed to be illuminated by a beam of light, and he could not help but shout: "Moses' staff!
The staff that Aloho gave to Moses! Moses relied on it to lead the ancestors of Lou people to get rid of the fate of slavery and return to their homeland to build a home. It is a symbol of redemption and hope! "
Bright Moon Night came over and said in a pleading tone: "Now, I ask you to pick up this staff.
Jory, who was already stunned, subconsciously reached out his hand to receive the famous staff from the legends, Small.
His heart was like holding a precious piece of porcelain. There was also an indescribable light in Bright Moon Night's eyes. When Yola picked up the staff, he had already confirmed it. This young carpenter was Amon in the cycle of life!
Bright Moon Night could sense it very clearly. This divine artifact had become perfect, and its various uses had reached the most natural state. In Jyoti's hands, it was no longer a Damasc staff fused with four parangons, but had returned to its original state. It was a staff shaped like a tree branch, and even the gods would not be able to detect any abnormalities.
In excitement, Bright Moon Night bowed to the ground and kissed the soil in front of Yola's feet.
Yola let out a puzzled voice: "Emissary of the Aloho, it is just a branch in my hands!" Why are you bowing to me like this, please get up! " Yola was holding the branch in a daze when he suddenly saw Bright Moon Night's movement. He quickly bent down and reached out to help, but when his hand touched Bright Moon Night's body, it seemed to pass through the air. Bright Moon Night's figure disappeared in front of Yola's eyes. The night in the forest was quiet, as if nothing had happened, but Yola was really holding a staff made of tree branches in his hands.
He heard Bright Moon Night's voice in his soul again: "I am the emissary of the Aloho, and also your emissary. This magical staff in your hands, no matter who sees it, it is just a branch, but it will be used according to what skills you have comprehended."
Yola looked up at the sky and asked: "Why did God give it to me?"
Bright Moon Night's voice replied: "You are the one the angels have been waiting for and searching for, the Messiah in Elijah's prophecy! Don't ask me why, the answer is in your own hands. Do you still remember the old man who told you the story? He said to you in the desert, beside the ruins of the temple, that the divine realm moves with the temple in the heart, and let the faith left by the Aloho take root in the hearts of the people. Isn't that the creation of the ideal kingdom? Open the door of the temple, and it is the path to heaven.
If someone has done this, then he is the legendary Messiah. "
Bright Moon Night's voice gradually disappeared, and Yola stood silently in the forest for a long time with the branch-shaped staff in his hand. An inexplicable, ancient sense of familiarity emerged in his soul, as if he had held this staff for hundreds of years. Although it was the first time he had seen it in his life, it was his. After an unknown period of time, Yola suddenly took two steps forward, swung the staff and hit a rock.
The seemingly ordinary branch hit the hard rock, but with a strange tremor, cracks appeared on the surface of the rock silently. The cracks spread like a spider web, and a moment later the rock turned into powder. This was the technique of Duc miners. The staff in Amon's hand was even smoother than a Damasc mine hammer. It could not be an ordinary branch!
Yola was completely convinced that it was the staff that Moses had used. In the quiet night, he carefully recalled Bright Moon Night's words, looked up at the stars and said to himself: "Am I the Messiah in the prophecy?
Messiah is not a title, but an achievement, an achievement that can only be achieved with that kind of vow and that kind of mission! If God gives me this task, I will do it! "But how shall I do it?" Next day when Joseph was seen, he had a staff cut out of a stick of twigs in his hand.
Staff was not a special item for the elderly, because the respected priests and mages usually carried a staff, so the staff was also a symbol of status, and gradually became a fashionable ornament on the continent.
Staff like this one, which retained the original appearance of a tree branch, was very popular among the Shirin people because of their unique history. It was said that the ancestor of the Shirin people, Moses, carried a staff in the shape of a tree branch and led his people back to their homeland. Therefore, many Shirin people chose to make their staff out of tough wood, and went through all kinds of processing. The expensive staff was even treated with magic, but deliberately kept the original appearance of a tree branch, to show a historical tradition.
As for the ordinary people with limited financial resources, they often found a tree branch and cut it into a suitable staff. But the Shirin merchants with good eyesight could naturally tell which were the real expensive staffs and which were simply processed. The people in the caravan were not surprised to see that Jesus the Carpenter had also gotten himself a walking stick. They just thought it was a little funny, because Joseph's walking stick looked like an ordinary branch, and it didn't even have any special treatment.
But there was another thing that surprised people. Xiao Ye, the warrior who had escorted the caravan for thousands of miles, left without saying goodbye, not even taking the last payment! Anyway, Xiao Ye promised to escort the caravan to the east bank of the Indian River. Now that they had arrived, he had saved the owner of the caravan a lot of money by leaving without saying goodbye.
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