The Taoist temple was very quiet, with only the sound of Ning Que's footsteps echoing in the corridor.
Walking along the stone stairs to the upper level of the Taoist Hall, he looked at the stone window on the street side of the corridor. Light rain drifted from outside the hall, gently falling on Sangsang's green clothes and expressionless cheeks.
Looking at this scene, Ning Que's emotions were a little complicated. After being washed by the spring rain, she seemed to have become much lighter and her breath became much clearer. It seemed that she would leave the world at any time.
After seeing the broken stone statue of Buddha in Lanke Temple, Sangsang became ill. Like humans, she began to feel tired and occasionally coughed, but at the same time she became less and less human.
To be left behind by the mortal world, or to return to the Kingdom of God, this is the problem that Sangsang faces, and it is also the problem that the academy wants to solve. Ning Que knows that this must be a long and difficult process, just like a tug of war.
There would be a back and forth, so he was a little nervous, but he didn't take it seriously.
He walked to Sang Sang and looked out the stone window at the capital of Qi in the rain. Neither of them spoke, they stood side by side in silence, as if they wanted to carve the streets in the spring rain into their eyes.
The street was washed very clean by the rain. However, after a while, the rainwater accumulated on it gradually turned red. Judging from the intensity of the color, a lot of blood should have flowed from the Taoist temple.
The Taoist Temple was still silent. The Xiling Temple Cavalry Commander and his subordinates carried out Ning Que's request perfectly, and did not make any sound during the massacre.
After some time, the sound of the Taoist temple's main door opening was heard below. Ning Que saw several temple cavalrymen rushing into the spring rain at extremely fast speeds, and then sped off in several directions.
These cavalrymen must rush back to Taoshan to report the latest situation to the adults in the temple. In addition, they must also inform the temple cavalry and those in charge stationed outside the capital.
Two thousand Xiling Temple cavalry followed them all the way, and Ning Que had always been curious about who was in charge.
The Xiling Temple cavalryman who was running towards the streets in the south of the city suddenly raised a flag that looked like a blood flag in his hand and shouted loudly, as if he was admonishing the people on the street.
Although the spring rain was not violent, it was still so far away that the cavalryman's voice became a little unclear. However, Ning Que's perception was so sharp that he heard those words clearly.
"Those who disrespect the light will be punished by God!"
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Ning Que knew very well that divine punishment was just a term. He and Sangsang had been together for twenty years. How could he criticize someone in person? What's more, he had to go to the trouble of stabbing someone with a knife.
In the history of mankind, it was always the Xiling Temple that condemned and killed people on behalf of Haotian, or in other words, condemned and killed aliens in the name of Haotian. Haotian didn't even know about those things.
Sang Sang was a little tired and went to rest. He stood by the stone window, looking at the capital of Qi in the rain, listening to the faint sounds of crying and shouting for death in the rain, with no expression on his face.
In the wind and rain, there were faint shouts of killing in the distance. Every once in a while, a team of Xiling Temple cavalry came to the Taoist temple, untied the cloth bag under the saddle, and dumped the contents in the bag on the stone steps in front of the temple.
Those bags were filled with human heads.
As the day and night passed like this, there were more and more heads on the stone steps in front of the Taoist temple, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and the rain could not dilute it at all.
In several counties around the capital of Qi, one hundred and eighty priests, deacons and ordinary Taoists who had participated in the previous bloody purge of the Taoist sect were all beheaded by the Xiling Temple cavalry.
The heads on the stone steps were piled up like a hill. Some heads had their eyes wide open unwillingly, and some heads had expressions of regret and fear on their faces. No matter whether the owners of these heads were in front of the noble priest in red, or
The little man who was forced to be involved in the torrent now has his face covered with blood, and no difference can be seen.
Sang Sang woke up and ate a bowl of white porridge and two steamed buns stuffed with beef and radish under his service. Then she walked to the stone window and looked at the pile of heads forming a hill in front of the temple, feeling somewhat satisfied.
The morning light was so fresh, and the paintings in front of the temple were so bloody. The holy flame ignited on the pile of skulls and quickly became fierce. The rain could not extinguish it, but only fueled the fire.
In the blazing flames, one could vaguely see the deformation of the burned faces, as if the dead people could still feel pain, with distorted facial features, anger and fear.
The unpleasant burning smell permeated the surroundings of the Taoist Temple.
In the spring rain, thousands of people from Qi State were watching the scene before them. The expressions on their faces were finally not as numb as usual, looking a little frightened, but more excited to watch the excitement.
"I am Haotian."
Sangsang looked at the pile of heads in the fire and said expressionlessly: "Humans must obey my will."
Ning Que thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps obedience can be described as another word."
Sangsang glanced at him and said, "For example?"
Ning Que said: "Although I have no faith, I think there should be an element of love in this."
Sangsang said: "Humans will never love me."
Ning Que looked at the middle-aged priest in front of the palace with tears on his face and said, "I brought you to Qi State just to remind you that someone has always loved you, even if he died because of it."
Sangsang said: "That's because I am Haotian."
Ning Que shook his head and said: "In order to save you back then, Chen Cun died, Hua Yin died, Song Xixi died, and many people in the Temple of Light died. At that time, you were not Haotian, but the daughter of Pluto."
Sangsang said: "That's because they believe Wei Guangming's words."
Ning Que said: "But isn't this kind of belief precious?"
Sangsang remained silent.
Ning Que said: "You said that Master Qishan saved you just to save all sentient beings, and you are not among the sentient beings, so he doesn't really love you, so what about the people in the Temple of Light? What about your teacher Wei Guangming? They just love you
You, they loved you when you didn’t know you were Haotian, and they loved you just as much when they knew you were Haotian. They loved you unconditionally, so why can’t you give them the same love?”
Sangsang said: "So I should love the world?"
Ning Que said: "It is said in the first chapter of Xiling Temple: God loves the world."
Sangsang said: "I don't love you anymore."
Ning Que said: "Because you are too tired?"
Sangsang glanced at him and said, "Your jokes often have no logic."
Ning Que said: "Then why don't you love me?"
Sangsang said: "Why should I love the world?"
Ning Que thought about it and found that this was indeed a problem.
No matter which world we are in, we are afraid to keep asking questions, just like the word love that humans have always been obsessed with. Once asked, there will definitely be an echo somewhere?
Yes, why must we love? Why do mothers love their children? Why should women love their men? Why should people love their country?
Even if there seems to be no conditional love, if you look into the deepest part, you will only get an answer that is so cold that it is difficult to breathe.
Ning Que didn't know how to answer this question. Just as he and she didn't explain love clearly in the River Country, now, he couldn't explain to her what love is.
At this moment, at the other end of the long street in the spring rain, a sacred chariot slowly passed by. The veil around the sacred chariot was dark red, and when wet by the rain, it seemed to be bleeding, making it look particularly solemn.
The throne of judgment comes to the land of the human world again.
Ning Que was not surprised. When he was at the South China Sea, he had vaguely guessed who was in charge of the Xiling Temple Cavalry. This day and night of bloody purging confirmed his judgment.
To make such an important decision in such a short period of time and have the ability to implement it, there are only a few people in the Xiling Temple, and she, who directly controls the temple cavalry, is the most likely.
"I don't want to see these people."
Sangsang turned around and walked into the room, her voice sounding a little tired.
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"Those who disrespected the light in the three counties of Qi have all died."
Ye Hongyu said: "The official edict from the temple should be sent to all countries in the near future. The Judgment Temple has been dispatched in advance. I believe it won't take long for this purge to be over."
Ning Que looked at her and frowned slightly, feeling that this matter was not that simple.
Ye Hongyu took off his divine crown, looked at him and said, "I want to see Haotian."
The scene at this time is really like that autumn a few years ago.
Ning Que stretched out his hand to take the divine crown from her hand, just like he did then.
Ye Hongyu didn't give it to him.
Ning Que said: "You got married so quickly? I remember you still..."
Ye Hongyu said: "Don't be glib. I'm not the idiot Mo Shanshan. I don't want to compete with Haotian for a man."
Ning Que clicked his tongue and said, "Aren't you glib?"
Ye Hongyu brushed off the raindrops on his black hair and said, "Stop talking nonsense and lead the way."
Ning Que said displeasedly: "You know I am Haotian's man, but you don't know how to respect me."
Ye Hongyu threw the divine crown on the table casually and said, "How can a person respect someone who is just a freeloader?"
Ning Que said angrily: "Say it again!"
Ye Hongyu tied her slightly damp black hair tightly and said, "You are just a freeloader."
Ning Que suddenly understood how Chen Pipi had felt before.
He said angrily: "It's not that easy to eat Haotian's soft rice!"
Ye Hongyu said: "It is not easy to eat soft rice."
The two people's conversation was obviously not emotional. Ning Que was very embarrassed and could not continue the topic and said, "She doesn't want to meet the people from the temple."
Ye Hongyu thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I don't want to kneel down to her either."
Ning Que said: "It seems that your faith is not as firm as you said before."
Ye Hongyu was silent for a moment and suddenly asked: "Which is more important, faith or hatred?"
Ning Que didn't understand why she asked this question. He was thinking about revenge in Chang'an City and the murder in Xuehu Lake. He said, "If it were me, revenge would be more important."
"Of course, that's because I don't have any faith in the first place."
He looked at Ye Hongyu and said solemnly: "As for how you should choose, I can't give you specific suggestions. I just want to say, whatever makes you happy, just do it."
Ye Hongyu thought for a while and said, "Is this the principle of starting from one's heart?"
Ning Que said: "Yes, instinct and original intention are always the most powerful."
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(If God has feelings, he is also old, so he is sick. I am a mortal, and I am still a middle-aged fat man who rarely practices. I have constant ailments and there is nothing I can do about it. I feel sleepy for another day. I can only write one chapter. In fact, I am more anxious. , I want to hurry up. The 200,000 yuan this month is still looking at me on the last day. I wish everyone good health and all the best.) (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)