Ning Que's eyes passed through the stone window and fell on the snow on the opposite mountain cliff. His thoughts were a little dazed, not because of the sadness of being imprisoned in the stone cell without knowing his age, but because he was actually in the mood to see the snow scene now.
He had not dreamed for two days, which meant that he had not been tortured for two days. In this case, he would not be stupid enough to continue teasing her with his will. This strange and tragic battle suddenly became a golden thing.
Withdrawing his troops, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised, and then he became wary.
Steady footsteps sounded in the mountain path of Youge. Two deacons in black from the Adjudication Department came to the fence with expressionless faces, took out two keys, and opened the complicated twin locks.
Ning Que looked at the pushed-open fence and the road in front of him, frowned slowly, looked at the two black-clad deacons and asked, "Are you going to kill me or let me go?"
The black-clothed deacon obviously accepted the strict order, as if he didn't hear what he said and naturally wouldn't answer his questions. He held his arms from left to right and helped him out.
Ning Que was unconscious when he was imprisoned in You Pavilion. This was the first time he saw the inside of You Pavilion clearly. There were torches on both sides of the quiet mountain road. It looked no different from an ordinary prison in the world.
He couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, but he soon realized that this was because his snow-capped mountains and seas of energy were locked, and he could not sense the changes in the surrounding heaven and earth's vitality. Otherwise, he should be able to find those rumored terrifying formations.
After walking out of the You Pavilion, they came to the cliff at the top. The black Judgment Temple was right in front of them. Ning Que, who was sandwiched between the two deacons, glanced there and wanted to know what Ye Hongyu was doing now.
, what would she think if she knew her current situation.
It was late winter, and there was heavy wind and snow in the Taoshan Mountains. The cliffs were covered with a thick layer of snow, and several majestic temples looked even more solemn and sacred in the wind and snow.
Ning Que looked at his footprints on the snow and found that the cliffs were quiet. No matter in the pavilion or here, he didn't see anyone.
Before arriving at the Temple of Light, two deacons in black knelt down, kowtowed, and then left quietly. From beginning to end, the two deacons did not say a word, not even a sound.
This was the second time Ning Que came to the Temple of Light. The night he spent in the Temple of Light last time was the longest night in his life, leaving him with the most unforgettable pain.
He looked up at the Jingkuang Temple shrouded in wind and snow. There was no lingering fear on his face and he looked very calm. He knew very well that since she allowed herself to enter the Temple of Light again, it proved that she had not found a way to break the situation. He and her
The war finally entered the next stage from the stalemate stage.
He hopes to make his strongest counterattack at this stage.
Logically speaking, even if he is not a prisoner but a guest invited by the Temple of Light, he should wait for the people in the temple to come out to pick him up. But Ning Que's current mentality is very good. In his opinion, since this Temple of Light
Even the entire Xiling Temple is Sangsang's private property. According to the Tang Law Marriage Negotiation Regulations, if it is my own private property, this Temple of Light is my home. Do I need other people's consent to return to my home?
Ning Que gently patted the snow flakes off his body, and walked into the Temple of Light naturally as if he were returning home.
Sighs with different meanings rang out from the other three temples on the cliff. Some people were shocked, some were sighing, and some were confused. The sighs in the Judgment Temple were naturally laughing at him.
The Temple of Light was still so big and quiet. He walked deep into the temple for a long time before he saw the figure of the big black horse behind the hundred-foot-high column.
He walked over, hugged the big black horse's neck, patted it gently, and said with a smile: "It seems that the food here is good, and it is even fatter than in Chang'an City."
The big black horse thought to himself that this mistress is not the mistress I like, but she is the master of the whole world after all. Will there be less meat to eat if I follow her?
Looking at Ning Que, its eyes showed an expression of uneasiness and sympathy, because it was obvious that Ning Que had not eaten much meat these days, and he was so thin and haggard that he seemed to be about to float away in the wind.
Ning Que said: "Don't worry, isn't it very common for couples to quarrel?"
The big black horse looked at his lower abdomen and shook his head with pity.
Ning Que felt that his self-esteem had been severely hurt, so he stared at it and said, "When I bring you back to Chang'an City, the first thing I will do is incite you."
The big black horse raised his head slightly, disdainfully thinking that as long as he curry favor with the mistress, who are you?
There was a slight cold wind, and flakes of snow drifted into the temple, fell on the warm jade-like ground, and melted instantly. Ning Que looked where the snow came from, and saw that the curtain was lifted, and she was still on the terrace.
He walked over there and stopped about three feet behind the terrace.
She stood by the terrace with her hands behind her back, looking at the world and the mountains in the wind and snow.
Ning Que's eyes fell on her hands, remembering the gentle universe and the violent universe that he had felt through these hands, and he could not suppress the endless fear.
He didn't dare to look at her hands anymore and looked at her tall back. He found that her figure was clearer than when they met last time. Although there was wind and snow, the lines of her body were like those carved on the stone.
Generally, it appears very stable and profound, and cannot be erased easily.
This means that her imprint on the human world is getting deeper and deeper, her connection with the human world is getting closer and closer, and from Haotian's perspective, it means that she is getting weaker and weaker.
Ning Que was very satisfied with the changes that had taken place in her.
Sang Sang never said anything, but since the two of them had the same mind, as long as she thought slightly, Ning Que could hear her voice, which was the true voice of her heart.
"The fate of the world is indeed endless. The teacher left the power of the world in your body, and destroyed the gate of Haotian Kingdom so that you can't return. Naturally, it is impossible to leave you such an opportunity."
He looked at her back and said: "I don't know if the method you are using now is effective. Giving Xiaocao eternal life is like exchanging life for love. The problem is that she doesn't know. How long are you willing to wait for her to live in the world?"
A hundred years old? The more important problem is that she may not be willing to trade eternal life for the past with you. As for Chen Pipi and Xiaotang, they will not think that their ability to live is a gift from you."
Sangsang didn't speak, his expression was calm and confident.
Ning Que was silent for a moment and then said: "Even if the method you used is right, it is not enough, because there are still second senior brothers and Li Yu. The kindness they once treated you is also one of the bonds that the world has for you.
Aunt Wu next door often invites you to dinner, how should you compensate her? Don't forget those people in Weicheng City, they were kind to us, but died because of you, how should you repay these dead people? "
Sangsang frowned slightly. The mountains in the distance were shrouded in wind and snow, and suddenly several avalanches occurred, revealing the color of yellow and dead branches and wild grass under the snow.
The wind and snow on the cliff side of Guangming Temple remained the same as before. The snow on the terrace became thicker and thicker, and the wind became colder and colder, just like the look and mood on her face at this time.
"I can't give up."
Ning Que felt her will and said: "As the teacher said, human beings are born with the instinct to explore the unknown, which can also be said to be the desire for freedom, and you are the rules of this world, your existence and your life
It comes from the world itself. You will not allow anyone to break this world, so there are irreconcilable conflicts between you and the humans in this world."
Sangsang turned around and looked at him, and calmly said the first words they met today: "But you are originally a human being in this world, why do you want to be my enemy?"
Ning Que was silent for a moment and then said: "But I am a human being after all. When I come to this world, I am a human being in this world. Many years ago in Chang'an City, I went to the old library to read and read very hard. I would feel dizzy and vomited every night.
When you were taking care of me at that time, you once asked me a question: What should I do if Haotian just doesn't let me practice? My answer at the time was that in that case, I would have to go against heaven."
Sang Sang found that fragment in her human memory. The master and servant who were discussing the problem at that time did not know that the Haotian in the topic was her, which is a bit strange now that she thinks about it.
"So you must resist my will?" She looked at Ning Que and asked.
Ning Que looked at the only familiar pair of willow eyes and said, "This is probably fate, and you can't resist it."
Sangsang said: "I am Haotian, I can at least change your destiny."
"Only by going against the will of God can you change your destiny. Now that I think about it, from the day I picked you up on the side of Hebei Road, I have been fighting against you non-stop. Although I always fail, I am indeed going against the will of God."
Ning Que looked at her and said, "But you can't, because you can't fight against yourself, just like a person can't lift his own hair and let his feet leave the earth."
Sangsang glanced at him.
Ning Que's hands reached the top of his head uncontrollably, grabbing his hair, and then his feet left the ground. He looked at it hanging in the air, looking very funny.
"Is this interesting?"
Sangsang said: "Isn't what your academy is pursuing just interesting?"
Ning Que said: "But we have to be reasonable."
Sangsang said: "When did the Academy ever preach truth?"
Ning Que fell down and was a little embarrassed.
He forced himself to calm down, looked at her and said very seriously: "You are my destiny, my destiny is your destiny, how can you change it yourself? So just admit defeat."
Sangsang stopped talking and left the terrace and walked towards the temple. Ning Que looked at the increasingly violent snowstorm in front of the cliff and did not dare to stay on the terrace any longer, so he followed her back to the temple.
There is a huge wooden couch on the side of the hall, which is covered with ordinary soft quilts.
Sangsang sat on the couch with an indifferent expression.
Ning Que stood in front of the couch, feeling a little uncomfortable.
At this moment, two girls in white came over, carrying copper basins and towels in their hands.
Ning Que thought it was too early now, should he wash up and rest? He originally wanted to make a joke, like proclaiming his sex in the daytime, but thinking about his current situation, he didn't dare to talk too much.
There is clear water in the copper basin, and the temperature is just right.
The two girls in white stood aside quietly, not squatting down to serve Sangsang.
Only then did Ning Que understand.
He thought for a moment, squatted next to the couch, put Sangsang's feet into the copper basin, and began to wash them carefully.
"Is this interesting?" he said, lowering his head.
Sangsang said: "I have many earthly connections with the world, and there are many people I need to compensate for, which I am doing. But the earthly connection between you and me is that you need to compensate me, so you also have to do it."
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