Mount and Blade Central Asia

The smell in the stable was not bad, mainly because there were not many horses in it. When Dost gathered the power in his hands, the first priority was to obtain cavalry forces, so there were only more than fifty horses in Urfa Castle, big and small. None of them could be considered war horses, at most one-third could be considered riding horses, and the rest were poor horses.

Because of this, the spacious stable became the patrol team's primary target for pleasure. They probably decided to do something big here before dinner, otherwise the entire team wouldn't be lying here.

Li Rufeng looked at the corpses on the ground with a frown. These corpses looked like mummies in Egypt. Anyone could see that these people did not die normally.

Twelve bodies lay scattered across the haystack in the stable, each still in their final pose, forever frozen in the final seconds of their battle...

"Did you see it?" Li Rufeng asked Bater in a low voice. He used a clamp to pull from the crotch of a corpse. A small section that looked only the size of a little finger and was completely black fell off from the main body and fell to the ground.

The skin is as crispy as the crust on the outside of Wellington steak...

The inexperienced Bartel subconsciously tightened his legs, his eyes wide open: "What did you see?"

Chapter 112: Twelve Men Are Not Enough...

"These people had no idea they were being hurt before they died. They were either numbed to the pain or they were hallucinating." Li Rufeng looked at the remaining expressions on the dead man's face and was more inclined to the latter.

There was no pain on these people's faces. They even retained the "ferocious" expressions of their peak moments. Although they looked like dehydrated mummies, their expressions were still vivid. Just one glance could make people realize how happy and comfortable they were in the last moments, and they could empathize with them.

Moreover, these people did not die together, they died one after another. Li Rufeng walked around the corpses, recreating the scene in his mind, and came to an unreliable conclusion.

These people watched their companions die in a tragic way, but they still joined the game impatiently, willing to become the next victim rather than miss this moment of pleasure.

And the "murderer" may be only two or three people, or even less, just one person.

This thought made Li Rufeng shudder. Although he had seen things related to the Four Wind Gods several times, this time it seemed a little more terrifying.

What kind of rosy skull could be so captivating? This couldn't be the reincarnation of a succubus, a female bodhisattva descending to earth!

Of course, this was not the climax of the incident. Jialelhun did not tell the truth to Li Rufeng, or perhaps he himself did not know about it - that is, in addition to the twelve human corpses in the stable, there was also a horse corpse with an equally tragic death.

They were a group of old Arabian horses, well, real stallions, but now their bodies looked like donkeys.

hiss!

Li Rufeng sucked in a breath of cold air, so cold that even his wisdom teeth felt a little cold. If the evil god believer who had killed someone before still left a trace of curiosity and novelty in his mind, now there was only fear left.

"Who discovered this place first?" Li Rufeng walked back to Qinggelinayan and asked in a low voice.

"It was Baoledebagen. He was on night watch tonight. An entire patrol team had disappeared, and he was the first to get the news. He led his men to retrace their patrol route and discovered the body in the stable." Qinggelinayan continued, "How was it? What did they find?"

"If you don't want to be entangled in this kind of thing in the future, it's best not to ask too much. I will deal with the bodies, but the bodies are not the problem. The problem is the people who caused these deaths. They may still be in the city." Li Ru

Feng Tan followed the old shaman's instructions and didn't say anything that shouldn't be said, nor did he reveal anything that shouldn't be revealed.

But the problem still needs to be solved, and he must prevent any future troubles.

"Who is that person?" Qinggelinayan was not offended by Li Rufeng's words, but felt relieved. "My people are under your control. Can you find them before dawn?"

"I'll try my best. She may have left, or may be hiding in the city. I can't be sure." Li Rufeng temporarily assumed that the other party's gender was female, but after being polluted by information from later generations, Shaman Rufeng had an extremely broad vision in this regard.

There are some things that people cannot, or at least should not, do, but some people do them a lot, and they also keep innovating. Every few years, they can give netizens some shock from Europe, America, Japan, South Korea, and China. Even Li Rufeng didn't count the German-made wild tanks and Romanian underground movies.

"Shaman Rufeng, if you need help, we can help." The jurist from before stepped forward and introduced himself. "Atiq Ahmed, I have no hidden agenda. I simply want to help. In matters like this, we all have only one identity. Faith is not a wall between you and me..."

"Mr. Ahmed, please." Li Rufeng had no ill feelings towards this very polite Muslim. Even before he traveled through time, his attitude towards religion was very open-minded. He was not disgusted with or opposed to any religion, he was just against extremism.

History has proven many times that when a religion is able to develop on a large scale, at least in the spreading stage, it has, and must have, a large number of promoters with extremely high moral values. These people are either wise men in the true sense or good people in the traditional sense.

What's more, Li Rufeng had already made up his mind not to conflict with Islam in the short term, so it would be a good idea to make friends with some religious scholars who give people a good impression.

Ahmed, his apprentice and Li Rufeng checked every corpse. Both of them had serious expressions, especially Ahmed.

"This is a masterpiece left behind by followers of the Dark Powder Wind." Ahmed pulled a notebook from his small bag and flipped through it several times before finding the page he was looking for. He explained to his apprentice, "Followers of the Dark Powder Wind are the most diverse. Most of those who believe in the Dark Powder Wind are nobles. It represents the most primitive desires. Love, sexual desire, and reproduction are all its domains, but this is just superficial."

Ahmed's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, so that Li Rufeng and Bartel could hear clearly. It was obvious that he wanted them to understand as well. However, his apprentice rolled his eyes at the two guys who were trying to take the class for free.

"When a follower of the Dark Pink Wind is completely bewitched, the fangs of that evil god are revealed. He demands much more from his followers. He desires more, and his desires gradually spread to the realm of pain. His sexual desire develops into torture, and the offspring he reproduces are mostly deformed. Believers who accept all this can now be called followers of the Purple Wind." Ahmed drew the mutilated appearance of the dead on the ground in his notebook.

Li Rufeng saw that his painting style was very close to sketching. With just a few strokes, he was able to capture the features of the corpse, especially the heart-stirring expression, all of which were vividly expressed.

"You draw really well." Li Rufeng praised sincerely. It was a painting style that was completely different from the miniature painting style popular in this land. Even the knowledgeable Li Rufeng was amazed.

Ahmed just smiled bitterly and didn't answer until he finished drawing the facial expressions of all twelve corpses. Then he stood up and handed the notebook to Li Rufeng, indicating him to turn the page.

Li Rufeng flipped the page forward and found that the previous dozen pages of rough paper contained similar portraits, but the portraits became more abstract the further he flipped... He now understood why Ahmed smiled bitterly.

He was pursuing the murderer who had killed twelve soldiers and a horse, and they were old acquaintances.

Li Rufeng's heart sank. The total number of dead people drawn in this booklet alone was nearly thirty...

"Let's purify the corpse first." Li Rufeng sighed, and his longing for his brother Mengjiang increased a little bit.

Chapter 113: Give your colleagues a little Li shock

In order to keep it secret and maintain morale, Qinggelinayan agreed to Li Rufeng's proposal. He withdrew his soldiers and the defense task here was taken over by Li Rufeng's personal guards who arrived temporarily.

Li Rufeng said that his people are more professional and most of them have experienced similar things.

He was not lying. If one counted the bizarre deaths of Tairbahe and his son, the sacrificial ritual of Azadirim, and the black sheep sharpshooter who was shot into a hedgehog, they had already witnessed three extraordinary and bizarre events.

Without any additional orders from Li Rufeng, the twenty cavalry guards who stayed behind spontaneously isolated the others outside the stable, and five of them began digging a hole without saying a word.

All of this was seen by Qinggelinayan and Ahmed, and naturally they had different thoughts.

Qinggelinayan saw a personal guard team that was in tune with Li Rufeng. This was what every commander dreamed of. Only long-term life and death dependence could form such a bond. Qinggelinayan didn't know how Li Rufeng obtained such a personal guard team, but what was certain was that as long as these people were not all dead, Li Rufeng would not have to worry about his life on the battlefield.

His

I had heard some rumors before, but Qinggelinayan didn't expect that the rumors were actually true.

As for Ahmed, he saw another side of these soldiers. They were unfazed by the mummies in front of them, as if they were used to seeing these things. He had only seen similar momentum in the riders of the Eagle of Order before.

The only impression these people gave him was two words: professional!

In short, the performance of the Royal Guards earned Li Rufeng enough face. The vain Master Li especially enjoyed this feeling. After all, he had been on the grassland for so many years, spent so much money, and supported so many people, just for this moment.

The fierce Mongolian soldiers threw all the mummies and the horse's corpse into the dug pit. After obtaining the consent of his colleagues, Li Rufeng left one of the mummies for dissection. On the one hand, as a doctor, he wanted to know how these people were drained of water. On the other hand, he planned to let Azadirim take a look at these corpses to see if he could get different clues from the believers of the Four-Part God.

After all, with such a dangerous person active in the nearby area, Li Rufeng couldn't sleep at night!

Of course, Li Rufeng could not explain the latter reason to Ahmed, but Ahmed's request to participate in the autopsy was a bit beyond Li Rufeng's expectations.

"I have read many medical books. I have also dissected several of the corpses in the pictures you saw before, but I didn't find anything valuable. But I heard that you are an excellent doctor. Perhaps you can satisfy my curiosity. In return, I am willing to share all the information I know about the murderer." Ahmed made the request very sincerely. Although his apprentice still looked dead, he was a little restrained when he saw his teacher treat Li Rufeng so politely.

"I will send Bater to inform you when the time comes, Mr. Ahmed." Li Rufeng nodded, picked out the one with the fullest muscles from the twelve corpses and had it carried away, and planned to burn the rest.

Li Rufeng clapped his hands, and the soldiers immediately threw the flammable materials and torches into the pit. Then Master Li personally stepped forward and began to persuade the corpses in the pit in Chinese: "If anyone wants to complain or seek revenge, I can accommodate you. But don't pick the wrong person. Just identify the evildoer who killed you. Anyone who dares to do this will be sent to the eternal desert!"

Perhaps the success of several purification rituals in a row gave Li Rufeng confidence, and his attitude gradually became tougher when he performed the purification ritual. It was a very subtle feeling. Li Rufeng could vaguely grasp the boundary and knew what kind of language would best achieve the effect.

After Li Rufeng finished speaking, he took out a bag of fine salt from his arms, grabbed two handfuls and threw them into the fire, and then poured out the strong liquor from the wine bag at his waist, and the fire became even more intense.

"If you don't have such a big grudge, just go and say goodbye. The thing you provoked is not something that ordinary people can deal with. If you really can't get over it, look at the horse next to you. It died as miserably as you did. I'm giving you some advice here, so you'd better listen carefully and think carefully." Li Rufeng added a few words, took out the stack of paper money from his arms, counted out twelve pieces, hesitated for a moment, and took out one more piece as travel expenses for the horse brother.

After all, it suffered harm across races...

"If you have taken my toll money, then you can go on your way. If you don't want to leave, don't take it!" Li Rufeng's tone suddenly became stern, and then the thirteen pieces of paper money were thrown into the fire.

The next second, a cold wind blew, and the two pieces of paper money flew away with the wind without being burned at all by the blazing flames.

Bater didn't understand the Chinese spoken by Li Rufeng, and had never seen such a strange situation. He looked at the two pieces of paper money fearlessly, and only picked up the paper money happily after Li Rufeng stretched out his hand and hooked his finger.

"No amount of kind words can persuade a damned ghost. I have said this much now. I hope you two won't break my rules, otherwise don't blame me for not warning you." Li Rufeng actually had a bead of white sweat on his back at this time. He had been talking so much just to make a good scene.

Who knew this thing would actually respond? Li Rufeng couldn't tell whether his subtle feeling was an illusion or really effective. He couldn't be sure whether the two pieces of paper money were an accident or real. But with his colleagues watching around, he had no choice but to go on with his performance.

At this time, Li Rufeng's two colleagues were stunned. Because of their different cultural backgrounds, religious beliefs, and ways of thinking, Ahmed had never thought about how the shamans of Changshengtian performed the purification ceremony.

Every move of the other party seemed so casual, without the slightest sense of solemnity, but when he opened his mouth to speak, he aroused some invisible and intangible power. The feeling was so obvious, especially when he was throwing those straw papers, the silence in the surrounding air reached its peak.

Ahmed had never seen such obvious feedback in other purification rituals. Although he did not understand, he could tell from Shaman Rufeng's expression that he was threatening those who died unjustly and not allowing them to haunt the world.

This is simply outrageous. Ahmed is a qualified scholar of jurisprudence, but I have never heard of any powerful person being so generous. They usually just let things go when faced with such things...

So for a moment, he was not sure what kind of person the Rufeng Shaman in front of him was.

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Author's words: Today is Mother's Day. I drank a little too much with my mom and dad and felt unwell. This is the only draft I have.

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Chapter 114: Anatomy

"It's the smell left by the followers of the Dark Wind." Azadirim, the black wizard and zombie, seemed like a pervert. He circled around the mummy several times, touching and smelling it, making the scene extremely unsightly. In the end, he came to a nonsense conclusion.

"Are you who believe in the God of the Four Winds all crazy?" Li Rufeng asked sincerely. Although he didn't know what the black wizard who worshipped the Azure Wind had done during the chaos, his evil plan didn't succeed and he even got himself killed accidentally.

And here came another person who believed in the Daifen trend. You found a man, it's fine, but you also strengthened a horse. What kind of behavior is this? What kind of mentality is this? Li Rufeng didn't understand, and didn't want to understand.

He just wanted to know whether the opponent he was facing was a deliberate conspirator or someone who was just having fun.

As for the former, although Li Rufeng doesn't like being targeted, he doesn't mind exchanging moves and playing chess with others from a distance. After all, although we, Old Li, don't cause trouble, we are not afraid of trouble either. This opportunity to improve our reputation must not be given to others.

If it was the latter... Li Rufeng would be scared. Who isn't afraid of having fun? If things don't work out, he would push Ahmed forward to be the target, and he would just do some "insignificant" auxiliary work on the side.

"Then what clues do you expect me to find from such a dried corpse?" Azadirim asked angrily. He was a dignified black wizard, an expert in playing with souls, but he had been following the Mongolian army for three consecutive days and had not obtained a single soul. How could this be?

I saw a corpse that had been purified. I saw a corpse that had been purified. Now even the mummies that had been squeezed dry by the Daifen Wind had been brought here. The mummies had been squeezed dry, without even a drop of water, let alone a soul.

Doesn't this mean that in this Urfa Castle, besides him, Azadirim, there is also a believer of the Four Winds, and that the other party is eating a lot, with oil dripping from the corners of his mouth. Not only did he consume twelve human souls at once, but he was not picky about food and got a horse... Isn't this just pointing at his nose and scolding him for being incompetent!

"The time of the crime, the process of the crime, whether the murderer is a man or a woman, tall or short, you are of some value!" Li Rufeng was also unhappy. He took such a big risk to keep a wizard who worshipped evil gods and looked very dangerous by his side. It couldn't be for his rotten but not smelly body, right?

Hearing Li Rufeng's question, Azadirim's face, already beginning to show signs of giantism, couldn't help but blush. What kind of filthy mindset could ask such a question as whether the murderer was a man or a woman? With such an open mind, why don't you give Daifen some credence? Maybe you'll even rise to the top in one stroke?

You have to have dreams. You won't know how perverted you are unless you try...

"I'm very weak right now, and the power of the Dark Pink Wind has affected many of my spells. I need additional soul support." At this point, Azadirim glanced at Li Rufeng with some resentment. "And the soul power I have now is just enough to keep myself from falling apart while walking..."

Seeing he couldn't fool the crowd, Azadirim could only sigh and explain, "I've seen followers of the Dark Wind. Many nobles in Samarkand have privately encountered the power of the Dark Wind, but those people are different from this thing. If the scene you described was as grand and wild as it is, I'm afraid that follower has already begun to transcend the mortal body. If I were you, I wouldn't touch that bad luck."

"Tell me what it means to be free from the mortal body." Li Rufeng's fingers slowly drew lines along the surface of the dried corpse, rehearsing the dissection steps he would perform.

"I don't know much about Daifenfeng. If you saw my original body, you'd know I'm a eunuch." Azadirim frankly admitted his physical flaws. If someone else was so frank, he might be retreating to advance, but Azadirim's words were very convincing. He even started to change his body and move around...

"But I know that when a follower of the Defen Wind constantly satisfies their deepest desires and is rewarded by the Defen Wind, they can embark on a path of transformation. During this process, they must constantly challenge their limits, repeatedly breaking down their body and mind, and ultimately achieve nirvana, walking the world with a brand new body." Azadirim continued, "But what exactly this brand new body refers to, I don't know."

Li Rufeng nodded with satisfaction, let Azadirim go, and waved his hand to tell him to go away.

There are still heretical scholars like Ahmed in the city, so Azadilim's existence needs to be kept secret. It would be difficult to explain if he was caught having an affair with a believer of the evil god.

About half an hour later, Ahmed and his apprentice, led by Bater, walked into the dissection room that was temporarily requisitioned by Li Rufeng.

In Islam, doctors are respected as a profession and are considered as some kind of professionals. Throughout history, many talented doctors have emerged. There are many famous medical classics and books that have been preserved. Many scholars of jurisprudence have dabbled in the field of medicine.

But all this disappeared when the Mongols burned Baghdad and destroyed the House of Wisdom. To this day, Islamic jurists are very cautious about the matter of autopsies, and only those jurists with very high reputation and prestige can get such an opportunity.

Ahmed's experience proves that he holds a high position within his sect.

"Shaman Rufeng, thank you for your concern. Let us witness together the pain that the deceased suffered during his lifetime so that the murderer can be caught as soon as possible." Ahmed was still very humble, and his apprentice lowered his head and began to look for the tools his teacher needed. There was no arrogance in his words and deeds, and it was obvious that he had been educated by his teacher.

"It's a great honor to work with you. I rarely have the opportunity to exchange ideas with my peers." When Li Rufeng said this, the truthfulness of his words was beyond measure, and every word was true.

This was the first time Li Rufeng had met someone so comfortable to communicate with since the old shaman passed away. In this desert of knowledge and etiquette, this kind of dialogue and communication was like a clear spring flowing into the desert, moistening Li Rufeng's dry spiritual needs.

In return, Li Rufeng gave Ahmed the chance to strike first. He glanced around, "Bart and the apprentice, you saw it all! Ahmed was the first to strike. Don't make the wrong Transformer next time..."

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Author's words: There will be another chapter soon.

Chapter 115: Master Li is obsessed

The mummy's skin was as thin and crispy as if it had been fried. When the sharp dagger slashed across its chest, the skin began to crack along the blade like dried wax paper.

What was displayed in front of Li Rufeng and Ahmed was muscle tissue with unusually clear muscle texture. These muscle tissues did not look strong, and the poor chest muscles looked like roasted beef jerky.

Li Rufeng waited for Ahmed for a while. He was using his small board to depict the muscle structure during the dissection process. This was a rare opportunity after all. Generally, if a corpse was dried to this extent, the muscles would have disintegrated long ago.

"If you don't mind, can you proceed to the next step? I want to draw the entire chest structure." Ahmed looked at the corpse, then looked at the painting in his hand, and chose the latter. His apprentice took out a candle from his bag, lit it, and helped Ahmed illuminate.

Out of courtesy, the apprentice also gave Bater a few candles so that he could help Li Rufeng illuminate his vision.

Li Rufeng had no problem with it. He took over the rest of the process and in no time he completely peeled off the chest muscles, revealing the ribs underneath and the organs between the ribs.

Compared with the bones of normal people, the bones of the deceased are obviously yellowish, which is a sign of calcium deficiency. Moreover, the surface appears a bit rough to the naked eye, the cortical bone appears thinner, and the cancellous tissue is very sparse.

Li Rufeng broke a rib with just a gentle bend of his hand. It was obvious that the bone density and bone quality had seriously decreased, the bone microstructure had been damaged, and there were many pores inside, so the strength was significantly reduced. At the same time, the bone brittleness increased and it was very easy to break.

My goodness, even the trace elements are sucked away?

Li Rufeng gave a signal, and Bater took out a pair of large scissors and cut the ribs one by one along the joints of the ribs. Soon, a complete sternum was removed.

"That's a very good idea!" Ahmed witnessed the whole process and drew the entire process of removing the sternum with simple sketches, so that he didn't realize that Bater was imitating what he did before he became an apprentice and rolling his eyes at him.

"The heart is seriously diseased." Li Rufeng looked at the dried heart in his chest that was only the size of a grape. He carefully touched the heart with a pair of chopsticks and found that it had no resilience at all.