The fifth volume of the pen of magic, chapter 103, the world (1)
Since it was Liting, there was naturally a parting. Zeng Jing comforted his wife in his arms softly. The wife turned around from time to time, looking at Sangsang in Liting, unable to part with her.
Sangsang still had no expression on his face. He looked down at the tears left by Mrs. Zeng Jing on her clothes. The tears quickly disappeared and there was no trace again.
Ning Que looked at the heroic city in the distance and thought silently: How can the world achieve the law of both worlds and live up to Chang'an and live up to you?
On the threshing ground in a village dozens of miles south of the city, the drunkard slowly put down the wine pot in his hand and looked somewhere. He looked very complicated, a little sad and puzzled.
On the Taoshan cliffs countless miles south of the city, the owner was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the blue sky outside the stone window, sighed with emotion, and said, "It seems that Haotian really needs our help."
Longqing asked, "What do we need to do?"
The observer said: "In fact, Haotian knew very well what we should do. What we need to do is to prepare her for the future and welcome her arrival."
The gate of Chang'an City was closed, and the fields were empty and empty. It looked extremely deserted, but no one knew that at this moment, countless pairs of eyes were looking at the Li Pavilion in the south of the city.
Sangsang knew that there were many people looking at her and waiting for the decision she made, but she didn't care. She was Haotian and no matter what she did, she didn't need to explain it to humans.
The big dark horse consciously pulled up the heavy black carriage.
Walking into the car, Ning Que found that the academy had prepared all the things he needed, took out something from the dark grid, embedded it into the intersection of the car wall talisman lines, and with a very faint light emerging, the
The talisman array started instantly, and the steel-casting carriage turned into a book review hair on the dust.
When Sangsang walked into the car, he was tidying his luggage - a black arrow box, a black iron knife, a black umbrella, and a black car, which really looked like a night world.
The black carriage drove through the straight and spacious official road, through the cemetery of Yan Se and Wei Guangming, and through the dry reeds that were as green as wheat seedlings in spring, and came to the green meadows.
Behind the green meadow is a towering mountain, and in front of the mountain there are unique and elegant buildings. Before the building, there are newly built stone arches, and the sound of reading aloud comes from the arches.
"Do you want to go back to the academy?"
Ning Que looked at the familiar scenery of the house and asked Sangsang beside him.
Sangsang didn't say anything, just shook his head.
Suddenly, the sound of reading in the academy classroom stopped for some reason, and then two extremely clear and distant music sounded, and the flute and piano played harmoniously, as if we wanted to welcome a distinguished guest.
Ning Que walked out of the carriage and saw the Ximen holding the Qin and the Flute, and the two senior brothers in Beigong. He saw Senior Sister Qi and the remaining senior brothers, Professor Huang He, and also saw the mathematics department who was still wearing a blue cloth coat today.
The female professor, for some reason, felt his eyes a little wet.
Sangsang sat in the carriage, listening quietly to the sound of the piano and flute. After listening for a long time, he finally lifted the green curtain in front of the car and came to the meadow between the flowers and trees.
Many students in the academy ran out and looked at the black carriage on the meadow with curiosity and confusion, thinking who was the visitor? It actually alarmed the entire academy.
These ordinary students in the front yard are recruited this year. Ning Que didn't know any of them, and no one knew him. He said to his fourth senior brother: "I hope they can live longer."
In the war against the Tang Dynasty the previous year, among the students of the academy, whether they were in the army or officials in the difficult border counties, the casualties were extremely heavy. He took Sangsang to walk on the earth, enduring endless pain and torture.
I refused to give up, so I naturally didn't want such a thing to happen again.
The fourth senior brother looked at him and said, "Then it depends on you, junior brother."
Ning Que said, "Please don't worry, senior brother, I will work hard."
The fourth senior brother nodded with relief, then turned around and looked at Sangsang in the flower tree, bowed to the ground, and the disciples and teachers of the academy were bowed and bowed.
Although it is hostile to the Taoist sect, most Tang people are still believers of Haotian. Therefore, no matter where Sangsang comes, as long as anyone who knows her identity will definitely worship you, and wish you could be as low as the dust.
After all, the academy is a college, so it is natural to salute Haotian, but they will not kneel down because they have lived with her, and even more because Haotian is an enemy.
When performing rituals, you naturally cannot play the piano, and the music has already stopped.
Ximen Weiyang held the Guqin and stood up straight, his eyes had already turned red. He stared at Sangsang among the flowers and trees, and tears finally flowed out, saying, "Why are you still not dead?"
Sangsang still had a expressionless face and said, "I will never die."
Senior Sister Qi had already laid a flower cloth on the meadow and was putting the food everyone had prepared on the cloth. Hearing this, he quickly said, "Eat first, they have to continue on the road."
Just like in the shabby alleys of Linkang City, people who have experience in academy life will always think that eating is a big deal, even if that sky is Haotian.
Interestingly, Sangsang seemed to still retain the habit of living in the back mountain of the academy. Although he remained silent, he accepted Muyou's statement and walked to the flower cloth to sit down.
Ximen Weiyang wiped away the tears from her face, sat next to her, picked up the chopsticks, and then put all the jealous and soaked vegetables into her bowl, and then kept sending them into her mouth and stuffing them.
When my cheeks bulged, I remembered that I should have to chew it twice.
He chewed desperately, and the head of the green vegetables soaked in vinegar made a crisp sound between his teeth. I don’t know if it was too sour or something else, but his eyebrows were frowned very violently and seemed a little painful.
Sangsang was a little unhappy, and Ximen Weiyang became happy. He didn't care that you were Haotian. Just think about it and you will be wiped out. Anyway, you don't want to be happy today.
Farewell meals are not silences, and there is no need to eat miserable food, but this kind of scene is really not possible to eat happily. If you weren't worried, it would be difficult to see the people in the mountains behind the academy.
How could it be that Sangsang was invited to dinner? It is very likely that she would be invited to have a few knifes.
The picnic among the green grass and flowers was over soon. Sangsang returned to the carriage, and the onlookers gradually dispersed. Ning Que finished talking to his senior brothers and sisters. When he was about to leave, he was pulled aside by his senior sister Muyou.
, whispered a few words, and listening to his senior sister's advice, his brows couldn't help but frown.
"Which direction?"
Walking into the carriage, he asked as he looked at the tired Sangsang.
Sangsang said: "Western."
Ning Que was silent for a moment and said, "Why do everyone go west?"
Sangsang said, "Have Junmo gone?"
Ning Que said: "Second Brother is going to practice Buddhism. What are you doing in Xuankong Temple?"
Sangsang has no explanation.
Ning Que thought about the previous sigh of looking at Chang'an City from afar, and vaguely felt that there might be so-called fixed numbers in the dark. How could the world achieve the perfect Dharma to live up to all... or is it Buddhism?
The iron wheel gently crushed the stone path between the meadows, silently.
The black carriage headed west, as if it was going back to the past to trace it back.
And just as Ning Que and Sangsang set off, someone had already arrived in the west.
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At the west of the wasteland, there is an endless cliff.
The cliff is heading towards the ground, extremely steep, crossing countless miles to one place.
There is an extremely deep sinkhole in the middle, and the bottom of the sinkhole is an extremely wide field.
In the middle of the field is an extremely majestic mountain.
If this mountain is above the ground, it may be higher than Tianqi Peak. Because it is located in a sinkhole, you can only see the green peaks on the ground.
There are countless ancient trees on the giant peaks, and there are countless yellow temples and Buddhist temples hidden among the trees. These temples and Buddhist temples are an unknown place in the Buddha Sect: the Hanging Temple.
The drunkard stood by the cliff, looking at the huge peak in the distance, looking at the peak parallel to his sight, and was silent for a long time, and the expression on his face gradually became cold.
If we look at the time of practice, the Buddha would be later than him and the butcher. However, if we look at the foundation created in the world and the state of ultimate arrival, it would be far better than him.
As the observer said, the drunkards and butchers cultivate desires. They have reached the extreme of humanity, while the Buddha cultivates themselves. In the end, they have surpassed the scope of humanity.
When the Buddha was preaching, the drunkard never came to the Hangkong Temple. After the Buddha passed away, he had visited him twice, but he had never been in, just like he had never entered the Xiling Temple.
He has been a little uneasy.
At this moment, looking at the yellow temple and Buddhist temple between the peaks, the uneasiness in his heart became heavier and he felt that the viewer's thoughts revealed an unthinkable fact.
A clear and distant bell suddenly sounded from a temple among the huge peaks. The bell sounded through the forest and eaves. It took a long time to reach the wasteland next to the sinkhole and into his ears.
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There are two roads to go to the Western Wilderness from Chang'an City. One road is to go directly west, cross the Pamir Mountains, enter the Moon Wheel, and then go straight to the Western Wilderness. There is also a road to go north first into the wasteland and then go straight to the west.
Sangsang said to go to the west, but he didn't say how to go. Ning Que chose to go north first, because there were many familiar scenery along the route, which he thought should have touched her.
Going north, the black carriage passed Hebei County and went straight into Minshan Mountain. Passed by the road he picked her up, and passed through the forest where the old hunter lived, but her expression never changed.
Ning Que was not disappointed. He believed that one day, Sangsang would be moved by memories, let her humanity defeat divinity and become a real human being. By that time, he could sing with her.
Of course, it is not singing the black pig, but reading the poem that comes to kill people.
Ning Que kept this optimistic idea or hope. It was not until the carriage passed by Beishan Road and came to the familiar earthen city that he realized that everything had changed.
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