Author: Mao Senlin

Due to the presence of Tian Yi and other medical experts, Zhao Fang managed to save her life even though she was seriously injured. After being in a coma for a day and a night, she finally woke up. When she saw Lin Hu and others for the first time, she couldn't help but be startled.

"Why am I here?"

Lin Hu pulled up a chair and sat next to Zhao Fang and said, "Miss Zhao, you don't have to worry. This is our temporary residence. You will not be in any danger here."

Zhao Fang's thoughts gradually became clearer at this time, and she seemed to understand what was going on: "So it was you who saved me?"

"It's mainly him, we're just helping each other." At this time, Nangong Shaoqing said with a somewhat sour tone in his tone.

Zhao Fang suddenly realized at this time, and struggled to sit up, but as soon as his body moved, his face showed pain. Lin Hu saw this and said quickly: "Your injury is quite serious, don't move around, if you have anything to say, just lie down."

Just say it.”

Zhao Fang had no choice but to lie down and said, "Thank you so much to Lin Qianhu for saving her. I will definitely repay you for this kindness in the future."

"You're just talking about this. By the way, Miss Zhao, haven't you returned to the Western Regions? Why are you still showing up in the Ming Dynasty? Who are the people chasing you?"

Zhao Fang was slightly startled when he heard this, with a troubled look on his face. When Lin Hu saw that the other party didn't want to say anything, he immediately smiled and said, "If it's not convenient to reveal it, then forget it, I'm just asking casually."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Fang looked guilty and said, "Lin Qianhu, you have saved my life. There are some things that I should not hide from you. In fact, the people who are chasing me are people from the Ming Cult."

Lin Hu understood Zhao Fang's details and was slightly startled when he heard it: "Aren't you a member of the Ming Cult? How could you be hunted down by one of your own people?"

Zhao Fang sighed: "It's a long story."

"Then keep your story short." Nangong Shaoqing said at this time.

Zhao Fang hesitated for a moment and then revealed the truth to everyone. It turned out that the cause of the incident was Zhao Fang's aunt Ayim. She was originally a saint of the Persian Ming Cult. She later fell in love with An Siyuan who went to do business there. Unfortunately, she eloped in the end.

Attempt.

According to the rules of the Persian Ming Cult, a saint will be burned at the stake once she loses her virginity. Fortunately, Ayim managed to save her life with the help of relatives and friends. After that, she hid in Tibet for decades, looking for opportunities to take revenge on An Siyuan.

, and finally succeeded.

Lin Hu knew about this grudge, but things changed after An Siyuan died. Originally, Ayimu wanted to return to the Western Regions, find a place to hide, and spend the rest of his life quietly after his great revenge was avenged.

Unexpectedly, the Persian Ming Cult somehow found out that she was still alive and sent people to hunt them down. Diliguli, Zhao Fang and others were also implicated.

The two sides fought several times, causing casualties on each other. In the end, Ayimu and his party were forced to return to the inland of the Ming Dynasty. However, even so, they were blocked by the Mingjiao people near Chengdu. A fierce battle broke out between the two sides. In the end, Ayimu

The others were either dead or captured. Only Zhao Fang managed to escape under the cover of his companions, but the pursuers of the Ming Cult were still chasing after him. This led to the series of events that had happened in the alley.

After listening to Zhao Fang's story, Lin Hu and others suddenly realized that the rules of the Persian Ming Cult were quite strict. Even after decades, they still refused to let Ayim go. At that time, Lin Hu asked Zhao Fang: "

So what are you going to do in the future?"

"Of course I want to find a way to rescue my aunt and companions. If they are taken back to Persia, they will only die."

"Can you do it on your own?"

"As of now, I can only do my best."

Lin Hu nodded after hearing this, and after a few words of comfort, he asked Zhao Fang to continue to rest. The latter's injury had just stabilized a bit, and he was still relatively weak, so he didn't show off at that time, and fell asleep again soon after.

Afterwards, Lin Hu and Nangong Shaoqing came out of Zhao Fang's house. The latter asked, "What are you going to do now?"

"You mean?"

"Is this the end of Miss Zhao's matter?"

"What else? In fact, they and I are not even friends. It was because we had dealt with An Siyuan in the past and even fought against each other at one point. Although it is not a life-or-death battle now, there is no need for me to help them."

"Sincerely?"

"Absolutely sincere, why do you ask that?"

"This Miss Zhao is quite beautiful. Even though she is seriously injured now, I still feel pity for you, so why are you not moved? If you could help her rescue her aunt and others, maybe she would sacrifice her life out of gratitude.

Promise."

Lin Hu couldn't help but feel happy when he heard this. He thought that Nangong Shaoqing's thoughts were quite far-reaching. He immediately said half-jokingly: "If I really think that, will you allow it?"

"I don't care. In fact, you should ask the third lady about this and see if she agrees."

Lin Hu smiled bitterly: "Let's forget it. Now I still have a lot of troubles that I can't shake off. I can help whoever wants to help. Anyway, I don't care."

Nangong Shaoqing looked at Lin Hu and smiled: "I'm afraid you don't mean what you say."

"You don't believe it? Then I can swear it."

Before Lin Hu could finish speaking, Pu Sheng hurried over.

"Master, I have found you. Two barbarians from the Western Regions have come outside. They asked to see you by name."

After hearing this, Lin Hu couldn't help but look at Nangong Shaoqing. The latter smiled slightly with schadenfreude: "You think trouble is coming? I'm afraid this matter is not up to you."

Lin Hu couldn't help but feel a little confused when Nangong Shaoqing said this. At that time, the two of them came to the gate. Sure enough, there were two Western Hu people waiting there. Their clothes and appearance were completely different from those of the Central Plains people, which annoyed the passers-by.

They all looked sideways.

"These two are Nangong Zhenfu and Lin Qianhu you are looking for." Pu Sheng introduced them immediately.

The two barbarians who came here are a man and a woman. The man is about forty years old, with a high nose and deep eyes, and a big beard. At first glance, he looks like a typical Central Asian. The woman is wearing a white robe, and her whole body is

The man was wrapped tightly and his face was covered with a veil, so he couldn't tell his true appearance, but judging from his stance and other aspects, he was probably not very old.

After listening to Pu Sheng's introduction, the bearded man immediately stepped forward, put his hand on his chest and bowed in salute: "I see you two officers, little man."

He spoke Chinese fluently, but it seemed a bit pretentious, reminding Lin Hu of the so-called translator accent in the original world.

"No need to be polite, I haven't asked you two yet?"

The bearded man smiled and said: "I am Aziz, the Miaofeng Master of the Persian Ming Cult. Of course, you can also call me by my Chinese name Qi Zhiyuan. This is Hasna, the Liuyun Master of my religion."

"Well, even the three Persian envoys are here. This really inherits the world view of "The Legend of Heaven and Dragon Sword"." Lin Hu complained secretly in his heart at that time. Of course, he could not say these words in front of Qi Zhiyuan.

"It turns out that you two have come from afar and why are you looking for us?"

Qi Zhiyuan smiled: "Qianhu, you are asking questions knowingly. You rescued a person from our congregation the night before yesterday. You don't want to deny this, right?"
Chapter completed!