Chapter 24, the exotic style of the holy city

In the next few days, I crossed the rotten water river, took the avenue and crossed the path, and reached the center of this poisonous tribe. Sure enough, as the young man said, there were boats specializing in collecting leather cattle. It seemed that it was not a merchant ship, but an official skin wanted by the poisoned country.

As a rest messenger, the northern saint asked them to take them to meet the king and Asdu, the guardian of the country. Vulcanism is also a state religion in rest. Although it is not like the king that can be abolished in Daxia, it is definitely not an adjective for the powerful use of fire religion. There is no problem for the northern saint to pretend to be an envoy. When the official ship heard that he was going to meet the king, he couldn't help but be extremely hesitant to hear that he wanted to see the guardian. For respect.

Looking at the dress of these people, they are also Buddhists, but they are not as bald as Mokotou Tuo. Fu Jiezi guessed that they are practicing with hair.

Since it is on the ship, the four horses can't accompany them. Fu Jiezi loves horses, but now he has no choice but to bear the pain and sell them in the city, because as long as the ship is loaded, and the cowhide in other places has not arrived, so the ship will not sail for the time being, at least one day or two days.

After selling the horse on the town fair, the star saint wanted to buy something. It was very inconvenient for him to go out as a girl, so Fu Jiezi accompanied her. The northern saint was very untimely and had a lively time. The three of them went together. Fu Jiezi went to the city to find information and actually let him find Shu Jin here, but from that store Zhen Judging from the degree and price of storage, there is no source of goods here.

If a silk is equivalent to the price of a horse, it is about 50 times that of the Central Plains and five times that of the Loulan Silk Road, and there is no price. Because I asked too much, Fu Jiezi actually bought the silk by himself for the information, which cost 50 times the price of the Central Plains.

But as a result, there is still no way to Shu. This silk is a non-sale product brought back by merchants from Daxia. After buying such a large piece of silk, Fu Jiezi can't do needlework, so he can only hold it.

The star saint and the northern saint were so excited that they bought a lot of things and didn't show it to Fu Jiezi. Fu Jiezi knew that the star saint could not make clothes, and even if the elders knew how to do it, they could not invite them by themselves. It seemed that this silk was bought to do good.

He rested at night and was also on the boat. Fu Jiezi lived in the north for a long time. He couldn't sleep on the boat, and he was even a little seasick. The star saint came to accompany him for a while, and at least let Fu Jiezi go to bed first. She took that silk and was very difficult in her heart. She had never learned to make clothes. Now although Fu Jiezi asked her, she always felt that she would not be ashamed to do these things for her wife, so she wanted to take it back without a teacher.

When Fu Jiezi was dizzy the next day, he did not find that the silk was missing. When he went to dinner with the star saint, he found that her fingertips were broken and there were several blood holes. When asked, the star saint was a little embarrassed to tell her that this saint began to learn female workers.

Fu Jiezi advised her not to toss around. At that time, if the clothes are not sewn well, it will not be cost-effective. The female son of Xingsheng is a little stubborn and doesn't agree with anything. Fu Jiezi has to give up. Isn't it just a piece of cloth? Anyway, I can't make clothes by myself.

The next night, the boat was loaded, and the boat sailed at dawn. Fu Jiezi slept dizzyly. The star saint came to guard him. Fu Jiezi saw that there were a few more needle holes on her finger and said sadly, "Don't do it again. These are not the things you should have learned.

The star saint looked very depressed and said, "I really can't do it well. The northern saint is doing it now. Am I useless?"

Fu Jiezi laughed and said, "How can you have a saint who plays needle and thread in your fire religion? Forget it if you don't know. Where are you going now?" The star saint said, "On the river, there are still about two days to go." Fu Jiezi sighed as soon as he heard that he had to suffer for two days. He couldn't have a big head and sighed.

When eating on the boat the next day, the northern saint suddenly called him over and said that his clothes were ready. The star saint was a little frustrated and let him go faster. The northern saint stayed up for a day and a night to finish it. Fu Jiezi followed the North Saint to the room in the boat. The North Saint still had blood in the corners of her eyes, and her fingers were red and rubbed a few bubbles. At a glance, she rarely worked as a female worker.

But the clothes are still ready, and they are exquisite. They are still the clothes of the Han Dynasty. Fu Jiezi wore them for a while, and the clothes fit very well. He smiled and said, "Thank you for staying up for a few nights. Thank you." With that, he grabbed her little hand and looked at it. Sure enough, she didn't do anything, but this time she did it for him.

The Northern Saint was a little panicked and hurriedly withdrew her hand and said, "I made it with your clothes. Anyway, it's okay. It's my sister's mind. After saying that, he looked up and down again, turned around and ran away.

Fu Jiezi asked her to eat, but she didn't eat. Fu Jiezi couldn't do it, so she had to go back alone. After seeing it, the star saint looked very frustrated. She made a dress for her husband, but in the end, it was sewn by another woman.

After two days of dizzy life in the boat, I finally arrived at the holy city of Varanasi.

These officials who escort cowhide are all minor officials with sesame and mung beans. Officials with slightly higher positions will not have anything to do with cowhide, because in a poisonous country, in addition to Buddhism, there are many other sects with their own totems, such as cows, snakes, elephants, monkeys, pigs, etc., but cows are the biggest gods and generally have bodies. Officials will not have anything to do with cowhide.

Fu Jiezi immediately felt dizzy when he heard what the northern saint said. When he was in that village, he clearly saw that they respected cows and elephants, but they did not have much respect for snakes, and they ate fish and killed chickens. When he asked the star saint, he knew that there were many poisonous religions. Although Buddhism was the state religion, it also combined with animals. More than a dozen sects are not as exclusive as in the territory of fire religion. Moreover, since hundreds of years ago, the poisonous country has been divided into four characteristics: Brahman, Kshatriya, Vaish and Shudra. For slavery, the people of that village should be slaves of that poisonous tribe. Because they peel cowhide for a living, others are afraid of bad luck, so they let them live alone.

Because of the strict hierarchy of the poisonous country, several small officials can't see senior officials, so they can only take them to meet the disciples of Asdu, the Zen master of the Protectorate. Those people are Buddhists and pay attention to the equality of all sentient beings, so they can see them. It is also for this reason that Buddhism has the largest number of believers.

Varanasi is a holy city in the eyes of Buddhists who are poisoned. Thousands of Buddhists from all over the world come here to worship every day, and their greatest wish is to bathe in the "Holy River" Ganges, wash away their sins, ask for God's blessing, and be cremated in Varanasi City after death.

Cremation of corpses is a taboo of fire religion, which is also the key to the incompatibility of fire religion with Buddhism. But now is a critical moment. Elders have already reminded them that fire religion has the customs of respecting it, so they should have a peaceful attitude towards cremation.

There are 8,000 pagodas in Varanasi City, full of solemn and gorgeous temples, towering pagodas and majestic Buddha statues.

When he arrived here, Fu Jiezi obviously felt a strong religious atmosphere, which was difficult for Taoists to beat horses in the Han Dynasty.

Because there are so many pagodas and temples, the officials asked the four to wait for a few days. They were soft and had to find a way to see the abbot of the temple. Fu Jiezi thought that Moke and Pan Youyun had both been poisoned and must also be in this city, but it was not easy to find them from eight thousand pagodas. So he gave the officials some money and asked them to look for it with all their heart.

I had to find a postshop to sit down first, but I couldn't find it. Instead, I saw many young women dressed in beautiful saris (ps) in the city. It is also a strange thing to see so many women appear on the street. Fu Jiezi knew that in the Han Dynasty, any woman like this would definitely be regarded as **.

Since the Song Dynasty, there have not been many requirements for women's clothing since the Song Dynasty, so during the Tang and Han dynasties, women's clothes could be extremely exposed. In the Han Dynasty, wives could even only wear prograde clothes. Of course, it is limited to home.

And these women in saris clearly only wore profanity clothes and walked on the street, showing their navels, cleavage and calves, which made Fu Jiezi fight with heaven and man from time to time, thinking of catching a place where there was no one and extinguishing the star saint.

I went around and asked a seductive woman with round drums and eyes to know that they had never heard of the post house at all. Only the temple, where all the foreigners here stayed in the temple.

The woman blinked the star saint and the northern saint, a little disdainful, straightened her big belly and buttocks, and walked away.

The star saint didn't have a good impression when she saw her fat figure like a pig. What's more, she was so provocative. The most hateful thing is that Fu Jiezi's eyes hit her fat buttocks and sea bowl-like ** several times and said angrily, "Haven't you seen enough? Let's go after seeing enough."

Fu Jiezi whispered, "What's going on? Look, all the women in this city are as fat as pigs.

The star saint said sourly, "It's better to be fat." After saying that, he muttered in a low voice, "There is also a sense of flesh when you touch it." This is a love story between them, and they don't even talk about the alien star saint.

Fu Jiezi smiled and said, "What kind of crooked reason is this?"

The star saint said, "You don't know, it is said that the women here are all beautiful with fat. They worship pigs, but because the pigs are too dirty, they have created a kind of pig god as a totem. So these women are all fat." The star saint is rude to speak.

Fu Jiezi smiled and said, "I still only like ribs and don't eat fat." After saying that, he took the little hand of the star saint and pinched it twice. The star saint was afraid of being seen by the difficult elders and the northern saint, so she hurriedly said, "You are going to die. So many people are unruly."

After saying that, he hummed again, "Do you want to eat fat? The eyes are too dishonest.

Fu Jiezi smiled and said, "I'm thinking that it's cost-effective to marry such a woman." The star saint hummed very cooperatively. Fu Jiezi continued, "Think about it, marry back, one of them..." Speaking of this, the star saint couldn't help laughing and scolding, "You should cut your mouth if your mouth is so damaged."

Fu Jiezi glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention. He quickly kissed the star saint and said, "Who are you going to kiss?"

The star saint really panicked and quickly got out of her way. Instead, she saw her as a northern saint.

Now that you know that you want to live in the temple, it's easy to do. Fu Jiezi thought that there were more monasteries here than in the Han Dynasty. It turned out that they also made a living as a post house, so they were not in a hurry because there were so many temples. Along the way, Fu Jiezi found that in addition to people, there are also elephants and horses on the street, but most of them are cows, and the most unbearable thing is that these cows are more beautiful than girls, with colorful silk on their backs, red flowers on their corners, some hoofs with hoofs, and the beautiful (face only) Sari girls here Not as gorgeous as them.

Fu Jiezi thought that these animals who were going to land in the Han Dynasty had such courtesy when they came here, and he couldn't help sighing that the world was big and his knowledge was short.

At this time, several gods dressed in "fashionable" and "beaster" were like street gangsters in the Han Dynasty, swaggering across the market, and the people they met gave way one after another. Fu Jiezi said, "What if these animals are so rampant that they hurt people?"

As she was talking, the star saint quickly pulled him aside and respectfully gave way to the three divine cows. She said, "If you hurt, you will be hurt. What can you do? Save people." Fu Jiezi suddenly had an impulse to "three catties of beef, a jar of old wine".

At this time, three divine cows came to the front of a vegetable countryside. Fu Jiezi saw them eat a basket of cabbage rudely, then soaked in shit and went away.

Fu Jiezi suddenly realized that the ancestors of the Han people were still smart. He chose a dragon that no one had ever seen as a totem, at least he could suffer less of this crime.

Seeing this, Fu Jiezi was not in the mood to turn around again. The four of them found a restaurant to eat something first. They had exchanged silver and jade for some local money.

Fu Jiezi talked about vegetarian food for a period of time and was about to eat something meat. He asked the three people what they wanted to eat. The northern saint wanted to eat fish, and the star saint wanted to eat beef. Fu Jiezi left the Han Dynasty for a long time and wanted to eat pork, but the elder told them that they had nothing to eat. They would be beaten out to eat these things. They knew on the street. If there are too many people, they will be beaten to death.

Fu Jiezi felt a chill in his heart, and he guessed that he was going to dry with green vegetables and tofu again. The two saints of Xing and Bei also wanted to have some meat for a long time, and they couldn't help listening to the dishes.

Fu Jiezi held the last glimmer of hope and said, "What can I eat?" The elder said, "We can only eat chicken. Most of the others can't be eaten.

Fu Jiezi can't help but be relieved, and it's also good to eat chicken. In my hometown, except for pork, it is chicken and dog meat. Dogs are sacred objects of fire religion. If they dare to eat dog meat, the three of them must eat themselves, and they can only be chicken.

Fu Jiezi asked the shopkeeper if there was a person named Moke and a woman beside him. Because he mentioned that he was a disciple of Asdu, a Zen master of Protecting the country, the shopkeeper felt that he had suddenly met a nobleman, and he was so happy to call a few. An idle guest came to ask questions, because Moke had seen the current king and used it as a golden signboard to attract incense for the temple, and eradicated a local giant in one fell swoop, so there was a lot of movement, and a gossip came out in a moment.

Hearing the name of Mokotou Tuo, the four people were immediately excited. They thought it was difficult to find Moko from 8,000 temples, but they didn't expect that Moko was also famous in the holy city of Varanasi. It is said that Zen Master Asdu has 27 disciples, and this Moko is one of them.

Fu Jiezi asked everyone to eat faster and go on the road after eating.

Although the northern saint has the highest status, she has the lowest qualifications and does not have this consciousness at all. The difficult elders are easy-going. Fu Jiezi is used to being the leader, and the star saint is naturally used to listening to her future husband, and she is naturally the leader here.

The star saint leaned slightly and whispered, "Are you so excited? Are you in a hurry to see Miss Pan?" Fu Jiezi touched the star saint's thigh under the table and smiled, "I don't like bald ladle. Besides, didn't she teach you all that, uh-huh?

When the star saint thought of Pan Youyun's dragon and tiger postures, she immediately was confused and didn't know what to do.

According to what the shopkeeper said, it will take a while to walk in Dongcheng Lingguang Temple, which is more than ten miles away from here. Taking advantage of the early weather, he will go on his way after eating. Along the way, there are still divine cows in charge. There are many temples and high towers passing through the clouds. Fu Jiezi whispered a sentence in his heart, and there were many women.

On the way, we have to pass through a big river. This is the "Holy River" Ganges River in the mouth of Buddhists. Because it carries too much reputation, the Ganges River is no longer anyone. Beasts can jump into it. There are special monks to build a port here to guard it. Guardrails and pagodas are built by the river, and there is a special station square. Pray.

Thousands of people worshiped here on the square. A large number of monks chanted and beat around, and there were also special monks to maintain order like bodyguards. Many bare monks bathed there, and the scene was extremely grand.

When I came to Lingguang Temple, I saw that the temple here was slightly larger than other places, but there was nothing special about it. However, today's temple was guarded by a door, and outsiders were not allowed to enter. Fu Jiezi asked and learned that someone was holding a wedding here. Master Moko was the latest upstart of Varanasi, who was personally given by the king. The three words "Lingguang Temple" are three words, so adult men often hold weddings here.

Fu Jiezi asked the doorman to go in and inform him, that is, a friend from the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Sure enough, Master Moke came out in person in a moment. He changed his previous depression. Today, he looks really like a master. Several disciples followed him and took Fu Jiezi in. After a while of greeting, Master Moke asked his disciples to invite Pan Youyun to come out. His wedding was still in progress. He had to continue and treat them in person later.

Fu Jiezi thought that it was other people's lifelong happiness and urged him to go quickly.

When the two disciples saw that the great man respected by their master came, they also seemed very enthusiastic and asked the four of them to go to the guest room in the back to rest. Originally, monks should not have these snobbish ideas, but there are too many temples and too much competition in Varanasi City. There are always these snobbish things. Besides, since ancient times, people have respected them and dogs have bit ugly, which is understandable.

Fu Jiezi wanted to see how this poisonous wedding was held. The star saint thought that she would have such a time, and she also wanted to see it in her heart. She had this thought for longer than Fu Jiezi, but it was difficult to put it out. Since Fu Jiezi mentioned it, she immediately agreed happily.

So I followed the two disciples to take a look at the room, put down their luggage and went to the Daxiong Hall in front to see Master Moke's wedding.

Poisonous weddings are very special. When young people reach the marriageable age, their parents will look for objects that can be matched by social class, language, region, * and stars.

The wedding ceremony is quite cumbersome. Before marriage, the parents of both sides will discuss the dowry through the priest acting as the matchmaker. The woman must promise the amount of dowry proposed by the man and woman before the two sides choose the auspicious day and start preparing for the wedding. Fu Jiezi originally thought that the bride price was made by the man, and dared to go to the poisonous country, and the woman could not get married without a dowry.

In this case, if a man marries more wives, won't he get rich?

As soon as this idea was told to the Star Saint, she immediately received a burst of contempt.

Fu Jiezi saw that the groom was dressed like a ghost and asked the disciple. Only the day before the wedding, the bride must start to apply oil, bathe, change clothes, comb her hair, draw eyeliner, rub lip sand, and apply red on her feet, point red Tika on her forehead, point black moles on her chin, and then Paint Hanna patterns on your hands and feet with vegetable dyes, then sprinkle perfume, wear jewelry and hair accessories, and finally dye your teeth black, chew betel nut, and wipe lipstick.

On the wedding day, the groom rode a white horse to the bride's house. At this time, an altar of fire had been set up in the woman's house, and relatives and friends of both sides walked around the altar of fire to pray in the auspicious truth recited by the priest. After that, the bride walked to the front of the fire altar surrounded by her female companion, and the priest tied the bride's sari with the groom's scarf, representing a long marriage.

The wedding dinner was held at the bride's house, and a couple sat at the wedding banquet to receive blessings from relatives and friends. On the night of the wedding, the groom spent the night at the bride's house and married the bride home the next day.

This wedding is really great for men, with standard wealth and color.

Fu Jiezi secretly thought that why there was no such rule in the Han Dynasty? Well, this rule should be carried forward.

The star saint guessed that Fu Jiezi must be thinking about this beautiful thing, secretly pinched him with a "salted pig hand" and said, "Don't think about such a beautiful thing. Even if I promise that your father is as adulterous as a ghost, he will not agree.

Hearing her tone, Fu Jiezi agreed to serve Su Qiaoer. His heart was very beautiful, so he didn't care about her and said, "At that time, I don't want you to pay any dowry, as long as you are willing to marry me."

The star saint pooh said, "It seems that it's up to you if I can't get married." After saying that, his voice sank again and said, "Besides, I don't know whether to marry or not." There is always a pimple in her heart.

At this time, a beautiful woman behind her came over, dressed in a light and elegant saree, wearing a light purple scarf, and her figure was thin and graspable. Her bright eyes and teeth were like jade. She stepped forward and said with a smile, "Marry, of course I'm going to get married."

is a standard Chinese.

Ps: Sari is a favorite clothing worn by poisonous women. It has a status in the minds of women (called poison in the Western Han Dynasty, Tianzhu in the Eastern Han Dynasty, today India), a bit like the cheongsam that Chinese women liked to wear in the past. It is solemn, elegant, generous and beautiful, and is often worn on formal occasions. It is also a national uniform of India. If you want to know more, you can ask Aunt Baidu. There are pictures and introductions, which are very beautiful.