Nightfall Chapter 4: I love the world (Part 1)

"Bacon, it will take a full month to smoke it with pine smoke to be delicious."

She looked at the butcher and said the second word in the world. With these words, the butcher shop became quieter, the expressions on the faces of the alcoholic and the butcher were very complicated, some were shocked and a little confused-first praise the wine and then the bacon. In their imagination, this is full of human fireworks If you are angry, how can you hear it from this person?

She frowned slightly, she probably didn't expect that she would say such a sentence, and she couldn't understand why she still remembered those very meaningless things in her consciousness, and even said it.

Following these two sentences, the natural sound full of sacred meaning in her body gradually became ordinary, still empty and quiet, but no longer so complicated and difficult to understand.

The drunkard asked her three questions. Those were three questions that he had never understood in his long life. They were also the answers that many philosophers and priests in human history were still pursuing until they died. The reason why he asked her , I hope she didn't want to understand these three problems, which appeared to be a bit secular and in fact, because they appeared too many times, so that she was a little bit distracted so that he could escape again.

However, as he later sighed silently in front of Chang'an City, since Haotian has come to the world, how could he and the butcher not be found by her?

In fact, she never thought about why the alcoholic would ask those three questions. She had already found the answers to the three questions, or that the three questions had no meaning to her before, just At this moment, it had meaning, so she looked into the distance thoughtfully.

Finally, she made a decision. Looking at the alcoholic and the butcher, without any emotional fluctuations, she said: "If the first question refers to the pronouns between relationships, you can call me Sangsang."

She is called Sangsang, she is Sangsang, but after she made the decision to use this name. Suddenly, a great disgust came into being, just like disgusting with the two words related to wine and meat.

Hearing this name, the alcoholic and the butcher completed the final confirmation. Unwillingness and panic gradually subsided, turning into a bitter smile piled up by tens of thousands of years of wrinkles on their faces.

The drinker respectfully said: "I heard that you have returned to the kingdom of God, but I didn't expect to be still in the world."

Sangsang said: "Some things need to be done."

The butcher glanced at the alcoholic, who seemed to be unaware, and refused to take the conversation as he wanted.

Sangsang said: "You two are willing to act for me?"

The drunkard said in a weak voice: "It is a great honor to do things for the sky. It's just that the two of me have been hiding under your eyes for tens of thousands of years. We are already exhausted."

She looked at the butcher shop's furnishings with her hand held down, and said, "You two are strange species among ants. You can fly very high, but you still live in such a tattered ant cave. It's really stupid."

The alcoholic said: "The Haotian Kingdom is your residence, we dare not bother."

Sangsang said: "I give you eternal life."

The alcoholic and the butcher were silent. If faith can achieve eternal life, they would have already plunged into the arms of the Taoist school before the last eternal night. Become the most devout Haotian believer.

Sangsang looked at them and said indifferently: "True immortality."

The alcoholic and the butcher saw her eyes, and could not leave again.

The eyes are transparent and beautiful. Without any impurities, there are real stars in the deepest part, and each star is an independent kingdom of God. In those kingdoms of God, it is composed of the fascinating world, and there is an eternal beauty endowed by time. No matter how the world changes, it is so solemn.

What shocked them the most was that they saw the existence of self-consciousness in the kingdom of God. With the fluctuation of self-consciousness, the perfect lines composed of rules changed countless lights and shadows.

The drunkard and the butcher knelt down and knelt in front of her,

They avoided Haotian for tens of thousands of years, but were finally found by Haotian. They saw the kingdom of God bestowed by Haotian and were convinced that it was a real existence, so what else did they ask for?

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Sangsang walked out of the butcher's shop, and the alcoholic and butcher followed her humbly. She waved her hand, and the reins tied around the neck of the **** horse fell like petals and separated from the carriage.

She took out the **** umbrella from the carriage and held it in her hand, turned around and looked at the alcoholic, and said without emotion: "Tell him that every death in the world is a long-awaited reunion."

After saying this, she led the **** horse and left the town. The alcoholic and the butcher stood at the door of the butcher shop, watching the people and horses drifting away. They did not speak for a long time, because their emotions at this time were still extremely shocked, and some even suspected that what they saw today was false. of.

The descending of Haotian to the world is something that has not been recorded in all religious books, even myths and legends. In the description of Daomen, Haotian is the beginning of all things in the world. It is invisible and shapeless. It can have countless shapes. It can be as large as the universe can be as small as gravel. It is unimaginable, but the alcoholics and butchers still find it difficult to accept this reality, because they can't imagine that Haotian can actually be in the shape of a human, because they can't imagine themselves actually having a conversation with Haotian.

I don't know how long it took before the alcoholic and butcher woke up from shock. The butcher looked at the heavy carriage and said, "This is a long way to Chang'an, this car is too heavy, and Haotian refuses to allow me to help you, so you will have to work hard."

The alcoholic said: "There was no resistance and no evasion, so there was no punishment. Although I did not dare to resist, I tried evasion. This is punishment. Punishment I was most proud of."

Who can walk without distance with a steel carriage that is as heavy as a hill?

After a moment of silence, the butcher said: "You go to Chang'an to visit the academy and look at the man named Ning Que. Since Haotian values ​​him, there must be a reason. If he can't, kill him."

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The white, fat and tall girl, led by some thin black horses, walked among the mountains, forests, lakes and rivers of the world. No one knows who she is, no one knows where she is from, and where she is going.

She wore a blue floral dress, because it was a little smaller, or the body was much plumper than in the design, so the clothes were always stretched tightly, and the soft but elastic curves were very clear.

She took the dark horse to some places, small towns, big cities, and rural villages. Some men occasionally looked at her body with strange eyes. She didn't care. Some women twisted in disgust when they looked at her. After going too far, she still didn't care, no one would care about the comments of the ants.

When passing through a certain county in Song State, she suddenly felt a little hungry and wanted to eat a bowl of noodles.

For her body, the feeling of hunger is not unfamiliar, but to her, this feeling is still unfamiliar, and it is full of a lowly biological nature, which makes her feel very disgusted.

More importantly, based on the impossible to go wrong, even if she is now fatter, she needs to add more substances, but she drank more than a dozen bags of mare kumiss in the wasteland, and she became a drinker in the small town. She drank all the thousands of barrels of wine in the hip flask, and she should not need to add substances for at least six months.

Then why are you hungry? She pondered this question in silence, but did not notice that she had already come to the front of a noodle stall with the dark horse.

It was deep winter at this time. The streets of the county seat were covered with thin snow, and then they were trampled into black mud by pedestrians. After she came out of the broken mountain, she hadn't been wearing shoes, her bare feet like lotus. Heishui is particularly eye-catching.

There are two stoves behind the noodle stall. The water in the pot has already boiled, and it is exuding the pleasant faint taste of the pasta after being cooked, and the cilantro powder on the noodle stall is more intense.

Sangsang stood in front of the noodle stall for a while and decided to eat a bowl of noodles.

No one paid any attention to her, and the stall owner did not receive her, just as no one noticed her naked jade feet stepping on the black slush, but she didn't show the slightest fear of cold.

The noodle stall is very lively and noisy at this time, not because the business is too good, but because someone is making trouble here.

The stall owner has a twelve-year-old girl who is in charge of ramen noodles. There is a green-skinned girl who asks her to follow her. She molested that the girl’s food is the best below, so there is this quarrel, the stall owner’s father is angry. Shaking all over, but didn't have the courage to pick up the kitchen knife to make sense, the voices of several ground ruffians grew louder and louder.

"I want to eat noodles."

Sangsang looked at the stall owner and said, her tone was a bit awkward, because she felt that the matter of eating noodles was very awkward in itself, and the stall owner was more awkward than her at this time, and naturally ignored her.

Sangsang was a little unhappy, and said with a majestic expression: "I want to eat noodles."

Still no one paid any attention to her, and the few ground screamed and started to set up the stall. There was chaos in the room. Pots and pans were thrown everywhere, and a pot full of coriander fell on the ground like this.

Sangsang lowered her head and looked at the coriander powder mixed into the black snow mud, feeling a little pity, and then she began to hate her reaction again, because it was a pity that the mood was also very low.

The sound of the smashing became louder and louder, and the stall owner was bleeding and sitting on the ground. The little girl squatted beside her father and cried non-stop, and the gangsters seemed to have no intention of giving up.

Sangsang forgave the noodle stall owner's disrespect, and felt that the sesame seeds across the street seemed very fragrant. However, just when she was about to leave, she heard the painful prayers of the stall owner.

"God, if you have eyes, why don't you collect these craps!"

Sangsang stopped and bowed his head slightly.

The **** horse looked at her, vaguely aware that he was about to witness the most famous picture in religious history with his own eyes, and couldn't help getting excited, spraying white mist.

The stall owner’s curses and prayers continued, and Sangsang’s face did not show any expression.

She turned and looked at the ruffians.

The rascals were smashing things, and one of them was holding a kitchen knife, brandishing and hacking there, swearing swear words, and looked very excited.

"Fuck you, even Haotian can't save you today!"

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(This is the second chapter, it is really hard to write, so it is late, and there is the third chapter, continue to write, try to come out earlier, but it is estimated to be difficult, anyway, I will go to bed after writing.)