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Chapter Twenty-Three Broad Master Hassan (3)

Usalim is the chief Berka of the Mosque of Kanhara City. He is forty-three years old this year. He is known for his devotion to the Lord and his strict observance of the doctrine. At the same time, he is a disciple of Najmdin Grand Boka of the Tahali Mosque of Umlim. Many people believe that after he is brought to the Lord's arms, he will be the next Grand Boka, which is undoubtedly.

In the Kanhara sub-diges ruled by Usalim, everyone is a devout believer. He once proudly said that the first sentence the children here would say is parents, and the second sentence must be "The glory is all over the Lord Kara". The people here stick to the oldest doctrine and practice the strictest example. This is the best place in the Umlim Diocese.

However, just at noon today, a heresy who refused to recite scriptures loudly appeared on the street!

There are two heretics, one of which is quite powerful in combat. A short iron rod, poking and hitting, knocking over more than a dozen guards. Before Boca, who was trying to cast a spell, was beaten over by a rod before he could sing.

However, when the people around him rushed towards the heresy in anger, he actually surrendered!

This is a strange thing! There are still heresies who are unwilling to hurt the people?

The next interrogation was even more strange. This guy had a very strong mouth. No matter how he interrogated and tortured him, he only had a word "Hasan" and said nothing else.

It is actually not a great sin to refuse to recite scriptures loudly. The main reason is that a great man is coming in the capital Pagda recently. The Mosque has issued a notice long ago to build the "most pious, most orderly, and most progressive" city of Kanhara. The people below are too impatient to do things. However, if he has no secrets, how could he not say a word except the name?

While he was thinking deeply, a bolt from the blue came down. An old appraiser who had been in the industry for more than 60 years abandoned his professional ethics that had been sticking to his life and came to report the case: Someone stole the holy objects and asked him to make an appraisal! The thief was the heresy who was taken down! He even turned into ashes and recognized it!

Holy object? What holy object?

It is an annotation of the "Tongtian Jing"! Part of the full annotation of the commentary! It was written by the wise man Mahamad! It is part of the work of the wise man who was the sixth generation of the caliph Farug of the Ramaya Dynasty, who ordered his subordinates to collect from many sources and spend a lot of money to restore it!

Usalim was completely scared!

Alabo rose from the "Tongtian Sutra" and also from the different explanations of the scriptures, and his thoughts were chaotic. Every Alabo person thought of this and felt heartbroken, but he had no choice but to do anything. For hundreds of years, each school and sect had his own explanation of the doctrine, and he could always make up his own explanations, attack each other, and fight in internal struggles.

The only opportunity to unite again is to find the annotation of the last work of the wise Mahamad, the wise man who was born, "Tongtian Jing".

It is said that the annotations and comments had been completed before the death of the sages, but no one except the few close ministers around the sages at that time could see the full picture. Later, because the sages had no heirs, the close ministers fought for the throne and rekindled the war. Although it was not long, the whereabouts of the annotations and comments in the "Tongtian Jing" were unknown. Some said that they were destroyed by the war, some said that they were divided and kept by several close ministers, and some said that the sages had never completed the annotations and comments, etc. There are many different opinions, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Now, some of the notes actually appear under my nose?

Lord, great Lord, have you watched my piety?

When the haze of division once again covers the peninsula, are you willing to sow your holy voice again?

Yes, your call, I, Usalim, heard it!

Even if the heretic has iron mouth and steel teeth, I will pry open his mouth!

The door creaked and deputy McNei came in. This 35-year-old junior was smart and capable, and had a very meticulous job.

"Dear Berka, heresy still says nothing. But the guy who came with him was a coward, and he all caught it. The coward turned out to be a Mensaro."

Usalim was surprised: "Menzaro people? How could the rats in the cave crawl to the ground? There must be their hole nearby, and they must be searched carefully."

"As for the order. I scared the coward a little, and he brought everything about the heresy. The heresy is named Hassan, but I don't know any of his life history. I only know that he escaped from Umlim Port about four or five days ago on a flying carpet. The flying carpet crashed and was rescued by the Mensaro people passing by. Then he lived underground. Then, he found the commentary of the ancestors from the underground."

Speaking of this, McNey smiled: "The coward insisted that he didn't know what was in the box, nor did he know that there would be such a precious holy object in the cave, and repeatedly claimed that he had nothing to do with this heresy except business dealings."

Usalim smiled slightly and did not answer.

McKney has worked with his boss for many years and has a very tacit understanding. He knows that such an answer will definitely not satisfy his boss, so he took out a magic crystal ball and said, "I contacted the patrol team in Umlim Port and found these information from them."

The magical image casts images of Dak provoking Ebelahin at the tavern, and Usalim asks: "Who is that girl?"

"Interesting, it's Asathin."

"Asashin? Interesting, so interesting! If the purpose of this heresy is to preach the commentary, then he must have a huge plan, and he even wants to use those crazy Asashin?"

McNey said: "The girl is the daughter of the president of the Port Lachiz Chamber of Commerce, and the other man is Yiberahin, and he is the only son of the wealthy businessman in the port."

"Rich businessman?" Usalim pondered, "The rich, Assassin, Mensaro... what does it matter? What a calculating guy. Wait, stop! Bring a little bit! Go where you just entered the door."

McNey immediately cut the image back to when Dark entered the door.

"Black robe, in such a hot weather, I'm wearing a black robe? As long as I'm not stupid, it must have a symbolic meaning... Knife, I want to see his knife!"

The image immediately focused on the Yatai dry knife around Dake's waist.

"Yatai dry knife? It's not wrong, it must be Yaatai ​​dry knife, it's terrible..."

"Dear Berka, what's wrong?"

"No, just a guess. The handle of the knife, enlarge the handle and I'll see!"

The shank in the image was magnified three times, and there was a small crescent moon among the black cloth wrapped around the handle.

"Reverse crescent moon? Boka, what's wrong with you?"

Usalim frowned: "Mcney, we may have mistakenly captured a most devout saint... Hopefully, cut to the image of his prayer!"

In the image, Dark kneeled helplessly, glanced at his left and right, and his mouth began to twitch.

Usalim stared at Dak's lip shape carefully: "Glory... all return to... Holy Lord... Kara is right, the remaining lip shapes are completely incompatible with the "Tongtian Jing"! There is no more behind, no more behind!"

"Berka, he is"

Usalim's head was covered in cold sweat: "He is the saint of the apostle of the Holy Lord, the sword of the ancestors, the most brave and pious warrior of the Muslan! We may have ruined the great affairs of the saint! McNe, follow me to release people!"

"Berka! Could it be an impersonation?"
Chapter completed!
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