The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 36: The Wailing of Buddha Tooth (Part 2)

The demigod general's claws gradually tightened, and Yekong seemed to hear the overwhelming crunch of his skull. At this moment, he moved his lips blankly, and whispered: "...Saraswati..."

The waiting death did not come. Yekong's vision recovered a little, and he saw the demigod general froze there, motionless.

"...Saraswati..." he called again.

The armor trembled slightly.

"...Saraswati..."

"...Saraswati..."

"...Saraswati..."

Yekong didn't understand what was going on, he only knew how to shout hard, with blood foaming at the corners of his mouth.

Suddenly clicks, a few soft clicks, like the release of a mechanical spring; then the iron armor of the demigod general turned into large and small pieces and fell to the ground, smashing a piece of dust.

The soldier holding his head with one arm is an extremely strong man, but the head on the man's body is clearly the female demigod Saraswati with red hair and cold eyes.

"...Saraswati..."

Yekong's tears overflowed his eyes.

Saru's eyes gradually condensed, and finally shot at Yekong's face. She hesitated, and said in a female voice: "I seem to remember you."

"Yes...Four months ago...on the Eastern Battlefield..." Yekong coughed violently from joy and injury, blood pouring from the corners of his mouth and nostrils like spring water.

"Who am I?" asked the demigod general with male and female heads.

"You are Saraswati, the most beautiful female general. It's great to see you." Yekong raised his right hand with difficulty, trying to stroke her cheek.

"Who are you?" Saru stared at his trembling hand.

"An unknown boy." Yekong smiled.

"No, that's not right..." Saru frowned.

"Wait a minute." Jonah made a stop gesture, "I didn't understand."

"Damn it! Disturbing others and telling stories is an evil act, do you know brother?" Sibi slapped him.

Jonah covered his head: "I didn't understand why Saru became Amarama and also became a man." After speaking, he took a peek at Yekong and found that Yekong was also looking at this. On the side, it seems to be listening to the story.

"Well, I'll tell you, idiot old man." Xibi sighed helplessly, and continued to tell the distant story of the Buddha Kingdom in the Southern Continent.

The seven demi-god generals of the pagans are the nightmare of the ancient Vedic kingdom, but few people know that the seventh demi-god Amaraja is the most special one.

Originally, there were seven demigods: Lakshmi, Garuda, Sara Swati, Hansa, Nandi, Vayu, and Juna.

Lake Shimi is also a female general, but she has a very weak personality, sympathizes with the Buddha country, and refuses to fight. King Rama is very dissatisfied, so she casts spells from her and the other five male generals. Each part is extracted and combined into a new body, and given wisdom and force.

Garuda’s torso, Hansa’s left arm, Nandi’s right arm, Vaju’s left leg, Juna’s right leg, and Lakshmi’s head form the seventh demigod Maraja.

King Rama can recreate the body, so Garuda uses a new torso to live; but Lakshmi’s head carries the mind, and from the moment Amaraja’s birth, Lakshmi is completely Disappeared.

During the long battle, Hansa was lured into a trap to touch the Buddha and died. The seventh demigod general Amaraja’s left arm quickly withered and was unable to resurrect; King Rama discovered that he was slaughtering again. The mind is awake and chaotic from time to time. It must be the remaining will of Lakshmi who is resisting, so he decided to use the most ruthless demigod general, Sarasvati, to create a new Amaraja. The new demon **** did not have a hint of mercy. Thousands of Buddhist soldiers fell under his feet like harvesting rice. His serrated sword "Buddha Tooth" represents the most tragic death.

Similarly, since the birth of the new Amaraja, Sarasvati disappeared forever.

But who could have imagined that on the final battlefield, a dying enemy man who had only met once would have her reawaken a trace of her mind, take the initiative to remove her iron armor, and meet in the face of a woman.

"You really remember me, cough cough..." Yekong coughed constantly, tears of joy dripping from the corner of his eyes.

"I remembered. I remembered. You came to assassinate me that day. You have red hair like me. Your coat is full of blood." Saru's white face was splashed with blood. Extraordinarily eye-catching.

For a time, the two people were silent at each other. The setting sun was low, and the twenty-seven Buddha statues in the lake were plated with gold rims, and the sound of killing and roaring in the distance gradually rose—that's the direction of the palace in the inner city.

"...Now, kill me." Yekong said with a smile.

Saru frowned, as if a little distressed. Her strong palm from Nandi is loose and tight.

"Finally, tell me your name." Saru lowered his head.

"...Yekong." Yekong replied, closing his eyes.

At this moment, the ground trembles violently, and a black and red flame rises in the direction of the palace. A golden four-layer lotus throne slowly rises above the flame. King Rama with four heads and eight arms is standing on the lotus. In the seat, he spoke with deafening male voices, female voices, children’s voices, and elderly voices at the same time: “The king has announced his abdication, and the new king uses my mouth to announce here that the Vedas will be renamed the Vedas from today, and the Vedas are the only truth. After the Buddhist sect was converted to the Brahman sect, the believer who converted early can be a Brahman."

"My Rama, I am renamed Brahma today. Gods, Buddhas and all peoples are my heirs, and we are waiting to practice tirelessly." King Rama’s voice is still echoing, and seven huge white swans rise into the sky. Dragging the lotus seat to fly to the west, disappearing into the twilight.

The cry of killing subsided.

"The war is over." Saru looked up in the direction where King Rama had disappeared, and said in a daze.

Yekong didn't answer, his sane has gradually blurred.

"Wang, no, Brahma is calling me. No, Brahma is calling Amaraja. Do you hear the mortal named Yekong?" Saru's eyes gradually disappeared.

Yes. Yekong wanted to answer, but he didn't have the strength to open his mouth. He vaguely heard four voices calling in the void at the same time: "Amarakya, today I give you the name Yanma Luoja, in charge of punishment and life and death, and destroy the Mahalaga Temple. With the scriptures, erect a Brahma statue and accept worship."

Saru let go of Yekong and stood up, with a stalwart male body covered in scars, shielding him from the sun.

"Buddha tooth." Yan Mo Luojia stretched out his hand, and the serrated long knife Buddha tooth shot from the bottom of the water and fell into the palm of the new god.

"First come." Yan Mo Luojia said. The armor was suspended like alive, clasping on him piece by piece, clattering loudly. When the hideous beast head helmet is fastened, the heavy armored demon king only needs to put down his face mask to become an indestructible mobile fortress. However, Yan Mo Luojan's movements stopped at this time.

Yekong managed to open his eyes. Behind Yan Mo Luojia's mask, two cold eyes were staring at him. Those were the eyes of women he knew well.

"Stand up." Saru said, the female voice humming in the heavy armor.

Yekong didn't know where to find his strength, he sat up very slowly, supported his hands on the ground, and swayed to his feet, blood dripping from his forehead on the cracked marble floor.

"Extend your right hand." Saru said.

Yekong slowly raised his right hand.

"Buddha tooth, go." Saru said. The serrated long knife fell from her palm, the hilt fell into Yekong's hand, and the blade made a trembling scream.

"A mortal named Yekong, I, Saraswati, have my own pride, and I don't want to be a puppet named Yanmoluojia, can you help me." Saru said.

"...No, no matter what." Yekong coughed up blood and said.

"A knife," Saru said.

This is the last word Yekong heard her say.

Yekong lifted the long sword with the power of hairspring. The tooth of the Buddha blessed by divine power broke the air with a sad cry, and penetrated the gap of the mask deeply into the eyes of Yan Mo Luojian, Yakong involuntarily With his backhand dragging the knife, the sawtooth widened the gap like cutting tofu, and straightly split Yan Mo Luojia's iron helmet in half.

A sorrowful wailing came from every crevice of the iron armor, steam spurted out from all sides, the remnant helmet fell with blood, and Yan Mo Luojan's body, right arm, left leg, and right leg danced uncontrollably, like Funny puppet show. After a long while, the body in the iron armor lost the last bit of vitality, Yan Mo Luojian's body condensed into a strange movement, standing in the setting sun, motionless.

Saru's only remaining cold eye, watching him from the bleeding section of the top of the armor.

Yekong knelt down weakly, supporting his body with the Buddha's teeth. Sure enough, is it a momentary fate, a fate of a place, a fate of a glance?

The mage's words rang in my ears again. With the only remaining Qingming, Yekong remembered that there was a Buddhist bead gifted by the monk in his arms, and tremblingly took it out. The beads were spinning on his bloodstained hands, and suddenly dense Sanskrit mantras emerged from the beads. Suddenly Yekong’s ears sounded the last words of the monk in the circle:

Your relationship with her is too short, but your sin is long. The soul beads cultivated by this true Buddha relic can temporarily save the creatures so that they will not fall into the Hell of Abi. In the future, if you can find someone of her blood, you will collect the seven common phenomena recorded in the classics to make great magical powers. Can make her reappear in the world. Remember, in your life, you can’t see it through, and I can’t see it through, but you are too obsessed, obsessed, and tired, so stop and rest, stop and rest...

He didn't hear all the words of the high monk. Before losing consciousness, he only remembered that the beads were spinning around in the air, emitting golden light.

The ground trembled, and the destruction of the Buddha had begun. The huge Buddha statue in the distance was blocked by the pagans' belly button to eliminate the mana, and then one by one was pushed down and smashed. Reaching out in Saru's direction, his consciousness plunged into bottomless darkness.

"And then?" At this point, Sibi suddenly stopped, and Jonah asked eagerly.

"Then you can guess. Yekong was rescued and slowly healed his wounds, but his brain was seriously injured, and he has been crazy since then; he only knows that he is looking for Saru's'people of the same blood' everywhere. "Sibi sighed.

"What is a person of the same blood?" Jonah asked.

"It is said that everyone in this world has exactly the same blood as someone else, even though they may be different in age, appearance and even gender. For example, brother, you may be a fifty-year-old tea egg seller in the Eastern Continent. The blood of the old woman." Sibi blinked.

"What is the ‘seven dharmas’?" Jonah asked again.

"Is it annoying, you, listen carefully." Xibi explained helplessly.

"The seven common phenomena mentioned by the people of Buddhism are the seven "imprints of the gods" that we are talking about. It is said that they are the real artifacts left by the seven main gods in the world, with different shapes and effects.

I heard that there will be one for the Anglican, one for the Wizarding Association, one for the huge empire of the Eastern Continent, and the rest is unclear.

The twelve councillors once wanted to collect the imprints of the gods and break the walls on the edge of the world to explore the world outside the world, but because of the difficulty, they gave up. By the way, the chairman of the Magician Association is one of the twelve meeting leaders, and he himself is not willing to take the engraving out for public use. "

The twelve panelists, I know the twelve people who have the highest authority in the world. Jonah thought. The Chairman of the Association of Astrologers is one of them.

Sibi just mentioned a topic that members of the five major guilds are more taboo. The world is circular, composed of four holy rivers, the sea of ​​gods and the surrounding mountains, what's beyond the mountains? Nobody knows.

By studying the laws of the movement of stars, astrologers realized that the world should also be a star, doing complex movements in the void, but if the world is a star, what is the back of the flat world? This topic involves too many religious and philosophical taboos, so it is rarely mentioned in books, and Mr. Koshava rarely discusses it with Jonah.

"Oh! It turned out that Jonah would be so excited to see the blood, because he wanted to find someone with Saru's blood. Can he taste it?" Jonah slapped and thought about it.

"Should...can you?" Sibi was also not sure.

The two turned to look at Yekong. The silent southerner sat there wiping the "Buddha Tooth" with a long knife, with red hair covering his eyes.

"Anyway, this is the story of Yekong. After finishing the talk, I will stop working. I will sleep for a while. Don’t call me if I’m fine." Sibi yawned, walked to the snoring Toba, and lifted up laboriously. His big arm rested comfortably on the broad chest of Mr. Room Master, covering his thick arm and closing his eyes.

We are going to watch the night together. Jonah swallowed the words back into his stomach and sat boredly.

To resist the sleepiness, he took out the staff engraved with the illuminated star array from the package, stood in the middle of the camp, raised his right hand, and moved the star strings. The illuminated star array was activated, and the gentle white light filled the miracle grassland "Silva's Tears". Jonah realized that in the days when he came to Cherry Crossing, he quickly mastered the star array. Is this the potential for stress to stimulate? He thought, suddenly a pain in his head and a stone.

"Fart! How can you sleep so bright!" Sibi stared at him fiercely. Jonah sat down dingy.