Nightfall Chapter 4: Another dream
Volume 3 Eventful Autumn Chapter 4 Another Dream
Not long ago, in the study of the Bachelor's Office, the conversation between Ning Que and Zeng Jing started in this way. At that time, Zeng Jing drank half a cup of tea and was silent for half a cup of tea. He suddenly said: "Listen to Sangsang, you will be ready to go out after a while."
Ning Weixing nodded and said: "The Yulan Festival is in autumn, Lanke Temple is a little far away. If you want to see it, you will have to leave during this period of time, otherwise you will miss the time."
Lanke Temple sent the Yulan Festival invitation card to Chang'an City in the spring of last year. The sea-watching monk handed it to Ning Que’s hand. However, because of some considerations, Ning Que did not plan to go. However, his idea was not approved by the academy.
The academician of Zeng Jing said: "The journey is far away, so I should go together. But Sangsang is after all my biological daughter of someone Zeng, and he is also the descendant of the great priest of Xiling Guangming. He can't be the same as in previous years. Follow you as a maid...Have you considered this issue?"
Ning Que really didn't think about this issue, and said, "Then what do you mean?"
Zeng Jing looked into his eyes and asked: "How old is Sangsang this year?"
Ning Que said, "Sixteen."
Zeng Jing could not refuse to say: "Since it is sixteen, what are you waiting for? You quickly get the marriage done. It is easier to get along with husband and wife during the journey, and the Academy will not be laughed at."
Ning Que said helplessly: "Are you in a hurry? Planning for it in a few days."
Zeng Jing looked into his eyes and said: "You two have been together for sixteen years, how can it be considered anxious? However, you must not neglect the important matter of marriage. In this way, you can get married first."
It was just a few simple conversations. In front of a father who loved his daughter, Ning Que had no power to fight him, so he agreed to the engagement in a muddle.
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Looking at the starlight outside the window, watching Sangsang in her arms, watching her gradually unfolding eyebrows, watching the smile on her dark little face, Ning Que couldn't help smiling. If you go to get married, you can get married. There is always the day when you get married. Is it still afraid of getting married? It's just that when the dying baby was dug out from the corpse sixteen years ago, how did you think that one day she would become a big girl and become his own wife?
Thinking about these things, Ning Que gradually fell asleep.
For most people, falling asleep is a consent word for falling asleep, but this does not apply to Ning Que, because he lives on the edge of life and death since childhood and needs to save the smallest physical strength and energy, so he has always fallen asleep extremely fast. Sleep is very deep and sweet, and it only takes a short time to refresh yourself.
This situation continued until he started to practice. That year, he took Sangsang to the fair and bought a Taishang induction recording. After returning to the small courtyard in Weicheng, he began to practice according to the method written in the book. Trying to meditate, that night, he had a very warm dream, dreaming of an ocean.
He then started dreaming one after another, often after meditation, there will be warm dreams, but those dreams have no specific content, and there is no lifelike picture, until that spring three years ago, he followed With Princess Li Yu's motorcade leaving Weicheng for Chang'an, they had a conversation with the elderly Lu Qingchen during the journey, and had a strange dream with his arms around Sangsang's little feet in the middle of the night.
In that dream, he was standing on the cold and dark wasteland. He saw the cavalry of the Tang Empire, the warriors of the Yue Kingdom, the crossbowmen of the Southern Jin Dynasty, the barbarians looking for needles in the grass and the haystack, and saw that dyeing the wasteland red Countless corpses, saw three black smoke and dust in front of the wasteland, and saw the night gradually occupying the sky. People looked at the direction of the night in fear, and a tall man said beside him that it was going to be dark...
After killing the tea master Yan Su, Ning Que fled on Suzaku Avenue. The blood and the **** umbrella on his body shocked the magic rune. That is, in the early morning, the snow-capped mountains he knew nothing about were rebuilt. Finally officially embarked on the path of spiritual practice, that is, at that time, he had another dream.
In that dream, he returned to the cold and dark wasteland, and the night was still encroaching on the sky, so he looked up at the sky, and countless people beside him did not look at the sky, but looked at him indifferently and sadly. , And at this moment, a thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, a light door slowly opened, and light came back to the world, a huge golden dragon protruding out of the dragon's head in desert, looking down at the crowd on the ground.
During the exam on the second floor of the academy, as he climbed the rock from the top of the mountain, Ning Que once again entered the dreamland that could not be distinguished between reality and illusion.
The night is still invading the wasteland. The light is hidden behind the clouds, but it has become brighter and brighter. People in the wilderness are still watching him, including the butler and the young master who were killed by him many years ago. The tall man asked him how to choose. He said he didn't want to choose. The tall man said if he had to choose? At the end of that dream, Ning Que killed the housekeeper and the young master again, and then walked towards the night with the knife on his back.
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Ning Que looked at the three black smoke and felt the smell of indifference from them, and his body became very stiff. He knew he was dreaming, but he didn't know how to wake up from the dream.
The night is getting colder, and the light is getting more blazing, dividing the entire sky into two halves. The huge dragon head looks ruthlessly at the people on the earth, slowly opening its mouth, and the soldiers on the wasteland are still there. Fighting with each other, but can't tell who is fighting with whom, countless blood is soaking countless corpses.
He looked at the tall man next to him, his white hair draped over his shoulders, his heart beating faster and faster, as if it were those war drums that had been beaten in the wasteland, which might burst open at any time. Because he finally confirmed this time that the tall man on the wasteland in his dream... is the Master.
The Master did not turn around, and looked at the sky quietly, watching the war between light and darkness. However, Ning Que knew very well that the Master was waiting for his choice. He did not want to make a choice. More precisely , The last time he was able to make a choice was because he was ignorant and therefore fearless. Now he vaguely understands some things, so he is no longer so fearless. What makes him most puzzled is, why did the Master let himself choose?
Ning Que wanted to escape from this dream, this blood-stained wasteland, so he turned and ran towards the periphery of the wasteland. He ran faster and faster, his heart beat faster and faster, his breath became more and more rapid, his face More and more pale, so he ran into a pale sea, which was full of white lotus.
The sea is no longer warm, very cold, the white lotus petals are frozen into ice sculptures, and then scattered into jade, sinking into the sea, and his body also sinks to the bottom of the sea, into the layer thick like blood In the sea, the blood made him difficult to breathe. No, he couldn't breathe. He began to struggle desperately, trying to free himself, but found that his hands and feet could no longer move. The struggle only made him conceal deeper.
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Ning Que opened his eyes, woke up, panting quickly, cold sweat all over his body, and horrified expressions in his eyes, like a dead person. He looked at the calligraphy paper stuck on the roof, and after a long time, he finally confirmed that he had left the dream and returned to Lao Bi Zhai.
These dreams are his greatest secret. He has not told Chen Pipi, nor did he mention it to the master and other seniors. Although these dreams are full of the truth he wants to discover, he dare not be right. Anyone said, because he always feels that these dreams hide something terrible.
The Xiling Temple sixteen years ago and the current Buddhism are speculating whether he is the son of Hades.
Ning Que used to think these were completely nonsense, but whenever he thought about returning to Chang'an from the wasteland, he heard Sangsang's retelling of Wei Guangming's words, and when he thought of these dreams, he felt terrified again—if the legend The son of Pluto in, refers to someone who has traveled from other worlds, so isn’t it just yourself?
Night is coming, the invasion of the underworld, although it is only a legend, it is a legend that has made the world's practitioners wary and uneasy for thousands of years. He does not know the specific details, but understands that this must be a major event involving the destruction of the world. If he is really a Pluto Son, then what will you face?
No matter how the master can be indifferent to all rivers, even the little uncle and his enchantment will not care about it, but he will definitely not care about this matter, otherwise, why is there that tall figure in his dream?
No matter how quiet and warm the mountains behind the academy are, they will not be soft-hearted in the face of such big questions of right and wrong. If he were the son of Pluto, the senior brother would not know what to do, but the second senior brother would definitely take off the ancient crown and kill him with a hammer. , And then jumped off the cliff to commit suicide, with full sympathy.
If he falls into the hands of the Xiling Temple, he will definitely be tied to the torture table and burned to charcoal. If he falls into the hands of the Buddha, will the monks shave their heads and let themselves be chanting in the Xuankong Temple lifetime?
So, the best ending is to become a monk?
Ning Que leaned on the bedside thinking about these things. The clothes dampened with cold sweat were dry and wet, and his face became paler and paler. It was impossible to imagine what would happen in the world if he were really the son of Pluto. , By that time, the whole world will abandon him, and he is the only one who wanders in the world, living a life of wandering and wandering again, avoiding Haotian's glory like a mouse.
At this moment, Sangsang moved in his arms, frowning, as if dreaming of something bad, or feeling Ning Que's emotions at this time.
Ning Que looked at her dark little face and gradually calmed down, because whether he became a traitor or said he was really the son of Pluto, there is always a little maid who will follow him, even if he wanders again. It will not be the wandering of one person in the world, but the wandering of two people. This is good.
He lowered his head and kissed her between her brows lightly, trying to loosen the kisses there.
However, Sangsang seemed to feel uncomfortable, and his brows became tighter.
Ning Que suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Sangsang's face became paler and paler, coming out of the darkness, heart palpitating like snow, frowning brows looked particularly painful, and body getting colder and colder.
Ning Que was shocked and shook her awake hurriedly.
Sangsang opened his eyes with difficulty, looking extremely weak, a biting chill came out of his clothes, and Ning Que couldn't help but shiver.
Sangsang trembled in pain, clutching Ning Que's clothes tightly, trying to say something, but unable to speak.
Ning Que even dared to delay, got up, blew a very loud whistle, pulled a thick bedding around her body, hugged her between her arms, and rushed out like this.
He kicked open the wooden door of Lao Bi Zhai and ran to Lin 47 Lane.
It was darkest before dawn.
Ning Que looked at the alley and shouted angrily: "You pig! The action is so slow!"
The big dark horse in his sleep was suddenly awakened by the whistle. Just about to express his dissatisfaction, he looked at Ning Que’s Tieqing face, and immediately knew that something serious had happened. Ning Que was in a very bad mood at this time, and it might be true at any time. He killed himself, hurried his four hoofs, and dragged a heavy carriage to Lao Bi Zhai.
Ning Que jumped into the carriage and panted and said, "Go to the college."
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(I would like to report a good news to you. The big plot of the third volume basically works, and the small one will do it again tonight.)
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