Chapter 2 2

Hassan has been waiting for this sentence, and upon hearing the Persian's order, he rushed to his shop like a gust of wind, picked up the tools, and then hurried home to put the tools in front of the Persians.The Persian took out a conical paper bag seriously and said: "Hassan, I swear by our friendship, if I didn't treat you as my own son, I would not teach you alchemy. To be honest, I only have a bag of elixir left. I will make the potion, you Be careful. My child, you must know that a ten-pound piece of copper can be smelted into pure gold by putting a half-dollar elixir into it. My child, this paper bag contains the elixir of Sanwugouye①. After you use it up, I'll make you a new one."

Ha Sanan picked up the paper bag and took a closer look. The elixir inside was yellower and more delicate than what he saw last time, so he asked, "Mr., where can I find this kind of thing? How did you make it?" "I know what you're thinking." The Persian smiled slyly, then picked up a copper bowl, smashed it into pieces, put it into a crucible, sprinkled some elixir, and boiled it on the fire.Only a cup of tea is refined into a piece of pure gold.Hassan witnessed this spectacle for the second time, was ecstatic, and couldn't help staring at the gold in a daze.Taking advantage of the situation, the Persians took out a pack of anesthetic enough to numb an elephant, broke off a piece and stuffed it into a cookie, and said:

"Hassan, you are like my own son. I value you more than life. I plan to marry my daughter to you." "I am your old man's servant. You have shown me great care. May Allah reward you." "Hassan, don't worry, there are better things waiting for you!" Hassan took the cookie from the Persian, kissed his hand, and ate it defenselessly.As soon as he swallowed the cake, he felt dizzy, light-headed, fell to the ground, and fell asleep.When the Persian saw that he had caught the trick, he smiled triumphantly and said, "Hassan, you Arabian bastard! I have been looking for you everywhere these years, and today you finally fell into my hands."

He stood up, fastened his belt, tied Hassan into a ball with a rope, found a box in the room, threw away the clothes inside, stuffed Hassan in, and locked the box.Then he opened another box and packed Hassan's belongings and the newly refined gold into the box. Then he hurried to the street and hired a porter to pick the two boxes out of the city, drove them to the seashore, and boarded a ship. Docked to wait for his big ship.When the sailors saw him coming back, they hurriedly carried the two boxes aboard.When it was all done, he raised his voice to the captain and said: "You're done, I've got the man." Then the captain shouted: "Anchor! Sail! Set sail!"

The boat gradually went away from the shore. Because Hassan's mother avoided her son's guests, she didn't come home until dinner time. She saw the door was wide open, but there was no sign of her son. She also found that the boxes and belongings were gone. .She stamped her feet in anger, and shouted heart-piercingly: "My son! My darling! . . . " She wept bitterly until the next morning.The left collar and the right house came to ask what happened.She cried and told about her son being abducted by the Persians.The neighbors sympathized with her and advised her to wait patiently, maybe Hassan would come back suddenly.So, she stayed alone in the empty room, crying day and night, calling Hassan's name.After a while, her tears dried up, but there was still no news of her son. She finally had to build a tomb in the house, and engraved Hassan's name and the time of her disappearance on the tombstone.

Since then, she has sat guarding the solitary tomb every day, as if waiting for the call of Allah. The Persian who kidnapped Hassan was actually a despicable and treacherous cultist who hated Muslims extremely.All Muslims who were abducted by him could not escape death.This man was called Heramu, and every year he would rob a Muslim, send him to the altar to kill, and sacrifice it to the god of fire.He paralyzed the silversmith Hassan and took him to the boat. After setting sail, he ordered his servants to bring out the box containing Hassan, opened it, carried Hassan out, poured vinegar for a while, and blew some powder into Hassan's nostrils.Hassan sneezed several times, vomited, and woke up slowly.He opened his eyes and found himself in a boat, adrift in the sea, with the Persians standing by, knowing that he had fallen into a trap and had been duped by evil cultists.He let out a long sigh and said, "I can't think about it. I just hope that Allah will show up to save me. We all belong to Allah, and we all want to return to Allah. Allah! Please sympathize with me, help me, and give me courage. Make me bear the pain!"

Then he looked back at the Persian, and asked calmly: "Father, what's the matter? Your promise and our friendship? Where are they?" "Dog! I've killed hundreds of Muslims, and you can't escape. What friendship do you want?" The Persians hurled insults, and Hassan was so frightened that his face turned pale, knowing that the god of death had come to him.The Persian ordered the servant to untie the rope on Hassan's body, handed him some water to drink, and said with a triumphant smile, "I swear in the name of fire, light, shadow, and heat. I really didn't expect you to be caught so easily. Menghuo With God's help, I managed to capture you and make my wish come true. When I get home, I will offer you as a sacrifice to the Vulcan, and ask him to bless us."

"You treacherous fellow!" Hassan yelled, resentful in his heart. The cultist raised his fist and knocked Hassan to the ground with one blow.Hassan slammed his head against the plank of the boat and passed out.After a while, he came to his senses, and burst into tears.The cultist told someone to light the fire, and Hassan asked: "What are you doing?" "Fire is the master of light and darkness, the supreme ruler. If you can worship it like I do, I will give you half of the property and marry my daughter to you." "You damned bastard!" Hassan scolded. "You are an evil heretic! You have turned your back on Allah, the great Creator of the universe, and worshiped fire. You are a traitor to Muslims."

The cultists couldn't help being angry, and cursed: "Arabian bastard! Don't you submit to me? Don't you believe in Vulcan?" As he spoke, he stood up, kowtowed to the fire, told the servants to push Hassan down, picked up the whip, and beat him hard, until Hassan's head was bleeding and his body was covered with cuts and bruises.Hassan endured the severe beatings, moaning in pain, and prayed to Allah, the Almighty God, for mercy and help. The cultists beat Hassan severely, and their anger subsided. They asked the servants to help him up and gave him some food.Hassan angrily refused.Since then, the cultists have brutally tortured Hassan all the way, day and night.Hassan endured the physical torture and kept praying to Allah in his heart, hoping that Allah would save him in the dark.

The ship sailed at sea for three months. On this day, a hurricane suddenly broke out, setting off flying waves, the sky was dark, and the sailboat might sink to the bottom of the sea at any time.The captain and the sailors looked at each other and murmured to each other: "Allah testifies, it must be that the heretics have committed too many crimes. They have been abusing that Muslim for three months. Allah sent this disaster. We will all be implicated!" So they saw The wind turned the rudder, and the crowd attacked the cultist, killing his servants and henchmen.Seeing that the situation was over and their own lives were at stake, the cultists panicked and quickly untied Hassan, and then dug out a good suit of clothes for Hassan to put on, expressing their reconciliation with him, and promised to teach Hassan alchemy and send him away. go home and say:

"My child, I treated you badly in the past, so don't take it to heart." "Things have come to this point, how can I trust you anymore?" "Son, if there is no sin, there is no forgiveness. I only treated you like this to test your patience. You know, everything is God's arrangement." Hassan was free again, and the captain and sailors were happy for him.Hassan prayed for everyone, thanked them from the bottom of his heart, and praised Allah for His blessings.At this time, the storm also stopped, the sea and the sky opened up, and the crisis was turned into safety.The ship sailed on.Hassan asked: "Persians! Where are you taking us now?" "Son, I plan to drive to the cloud mountain where the elixir grows. We still need to collect some raw materials for alchemy." He pointed at the fire and swore that Hassan would never be harmed again, vowed firmly. Hassan couldn't help believing it was true, so he drank and ate with him confidently and boldly.