Nightfall Chapter 55: The blazing sacred fire, burn my remains

Someone bid farewell, and more people were still on the court, struggling in the yellow sand, and wandering in the lost.

Ye Su and Long Qing sat opposite each other, like an old Zen monk sitting and drinking tea, and like a national player sitting and playing chess. They didn't speak or stare at each other. They were covered in blood and looked a bit miserable.

The wind and sand under the stage had long stopped, and the sand on the stage was about to stop. The two of them were covered with gravel and blood, and their clothes were so tattered that they seemed to fall at any time.

Long Qing watched Chen Pipi and the others leave. The strange thing was that he didn't seem to care. Some of the temple cavalry had escaped from the chaos, but he didn't hear his command to pursue.

He just sat opposite Ye Su, waiting for the wind and sand finally stopped.

The wind is the cold wind of the winter, and the sand is the gravel in the rivers and mountains and the sand scrolls, relatively vigorously blowing, roaring, continuing as if there is no end, but in fact, everything has an end.

With a snap, the river and mountain plate on Ye Su's knee broke.

The sand scroll in Long Qing's hand still has many pages. The thick one is like a tombstone blowing constantly in front of the grave. The gravel in front of the monument is fake, and you can see that it is a jade-like circle. stone.

The cobblestones are small and transparent. They are not like jade, but they seem to be the best jade. At this time, they are thickly paved in front of and behind Ye Su, like a beautiful sea of ​​pearls.

Long Qing stood up, blood dripping from his body, falling in this sea of ​​pearls, dyeing this sea of ​​pearls red.

The yellow sand in the river and mountain pan rustled down from the crack-it was real yellow sand, there was only a shallow layer in the pan, and it fell on the ground in front of Ye Su, only shallow pile.

Like a wild grave unattended. Was short by wind and rain.

The square was stained red by the blood flowing from the temple crowd and Protestant believers.

The temple cavalry is regrouping. Some of the Protestant believers have died, some are dying, and many others are still alive. It must be a massacre later.

Ye Su looked at Long Qing and said, "Let them live."

Long Qing said blankly, "I didn't want them to die."

Ye Su was a little surprised, silent, thinking about the implications.

Long Qing raised his left hand, the temple cavalry, whose eyes were red, eager to slaughter the Protestant believers to vent, dare not make any more moves. Forcibly suppressed the rapid breathing. Waiting for the order.

The Protestant believers in the field are Ye Su's most loyal followers. Nearly half of them followed him from Linkang City to here, and there were even the earliest students in the back alley.

People knew what was going to happen in the next moment, and they rushed there desperately. Want to protect their leader. But the temple cavalry rudely stopped and knocked down. For a while, crying shook the sky.

"Actually, you and I know it all, as I said at the beginning...it is meaningless, the pain of your followers. The cry of those women, everything is meaningless."

Long Qing looked at Ye Su and said, "From last night to this morning, these things happened have no meaning. I need this ending. You are waiting for this ending, why bother?"

Ye Su didn't look at him, but looked at the poor believers in the room, silent.

"When I was very young, I entered the Tianyuyuan and learned of your existence from her and the teacher. You have always been the object of my worship, or the target that I am afraid of and dare not pursue, but in fact, until these few It’s only in the year that I really think that you are an amazing person, because you have embarked on a new path completely different from ours."

Long Qing looked at him and said, "You are not a fanatical religious trafficker. Your Protestantism is not just empty talk. You didn't use those **** words to spur your followers. On the contrary, you are very calm. I preached and did a lot of specific and subtle things. Many people only noticed that the Protestant doctrines are fresh, or rebellious, but no one understands what organizational skills and strategies are needed to spread Protestantism. You do those things silently, calm to perfection. , Not like a saint but more like a businessman."

"I have spent a long time in the Temple of Judgment. I know many things. She is of great help to you, but it is you who really play a decisive role. Your organizational ability is really strong. Your There are no loopholes in your thinking. You did not lose your composure after the Dao Sect began to clear up. You used yourself to attract all the attention of the temple, but secretly sent the seven disciples including the first disciple Huanhuan to various places. I think they are now hiding. But after a while, you will come out again to continue the mission you delivered."

Yes Su remained silent.

Long Qing looked at him quietly and said, “You can always keep silent for my praise. You don’t need to be identified with these worldly abilities other than the sacred. You can deny all this, but can you tell Me, Cheng Ziqing, where did he go? Why are there only a few of the Jiange disciples who came here from Linkang with you? Where did they go? These details that no one noticed are what I admire you most. Place,"

"You have arranged the future, you have spread the fire all over the world, then even if you die now, no one can stop the Protestantism from spreading, so you can leave this world without worry, even me I suspect you have been waiting for death to come."

Ye Su finally spoke: "Death is the most dangerous and terrifying stream for everyone."

Long Qing shook his head and said: "But everyone will die. It only depends on whether to go to the kingdom of God or the abyss. You can't go to the kingdom of God, and you don't want to go to the abyss. How to die becomes the most important thing. To die in obscurity is still like now To die in front of thousands of believers and ordinary people like this? This choice is not difficult."

"Dying in front of the whole world, righteous, peaceful and joyful, seeing death as home, showing the new faith, the power of that faith to every life as a representative of one's own death, this is good."

"There is no sacred empire, there is no sacred in the world, and no sacred can be found everywhere. It is the Master, who has to go to the genius to turn into the moon. You and I are mortals. If you want to be holy, how can you not die? There are saints..."

Speaking of this, Long Qing paused for a moment, looked at Ye Su's eyes, and said with a complex expression: "The saint is not dead, the road is not good, you have to die."

Yesu's expression is calm, pale in the temple. I don't know when there is a puff of residual snow that has not melted for a long time, as if the heat in his body has been captured by the heavenly book, and the breath will disappear.

"Actually, I have been thinking whether Ning Que also thought of this."

Long Qing turned around, and the blood-colored sea of ​​pearls scattered when he touched the skirt of his clothes, and collapsed like a wave at low tide. He looked towards Chang'an City. Said blankly: "Otherwise he won't stop coming."

Ye Su and his Protestant. It was extremely important to Tang Guohe Academy. Daomen made a vow to kill Ye Su, and Ning Que should be prepared for it, even if he could not come. Iron arrows should also come.

Ye Su said: "Or. He didn't expect the teacher to make such a decision."

This is indeed a possibility. Before last night, no one—including the temple teacher Xiong Chumo—thought that the master would not be afraid of the danger of the division of the Daoist and directly chose to kill Ye Su and Ye Hongyu.

"Li is slow or unable to count the teacher's thoughts. Why are Ning Que and Yu Lian not counted? Even if they can't, how could they not make arrangements here based on their temperaments and habits?"

Long Qing said: "Ning Que did not come, Tie Jian did not come, and Yu Lian and Li slowly did not come. It only means that they knew you wanted to die, and they... also missed you very much, even hiding from Li Man. Slow, waiting for you to be killed by me."

After saying this, he smiled, his smile was restrained, only confined to the small area of ​​the corner of his lips, so he looked very mocking. From the beginning to the end, Ye Su was very calm. It was clear that his death was near, but he was still so calm. Although this was a tacit agreement with each other, he still felt a little unpleasant, so he wanted to expose the academy’s intentions, thinking This can break Ye Su's mood.

Ye Su's reaction was still not as he expected, and he calmly said: "I have been enemies with the academy for twenty years. I know how those people live. I don't think they will be so realistic and indifferent."

Long Qing’s words are actually very reasonable. Ye Su died and became a holy. The disciples had already gone to various places. The fire of Protestantism was well preserved. Under the protection of Tang Guohe Academy, with the help of the hot oil of his death, Protestant’s The spread is bound to become more rapid. From this point of view, his life and death are not important to the academy.

But he still thought that the academy would not do that, because it was not in line with the academy's interest.

"Li slowly naturally couldn't bear to see you dying in the fire, but Ning Que and Yu Lian are different. They will not only split the Dao Sect, but also let the Protestant rebirth in the fire, they will be very happy."

Long Qing said: "If Master and Ke Haoran were still alive, the academy would definitely not do this, because they would not think so, but you must not forget that Ning Que and Yu Lian... are both demons."

Yes Su was silent.

Long Qing continued: "Yu Lian is the Sect Master of the Demon Sect, the person whom Liansheng values ​​most, and Ning Que is a disciple of Liansheng. They have the unscrupulous temperament of Liansheng. Beyond Liansheng’s knowledge, things that Liansheng could not do, they may not want to do it, they cannot do it."

What did Liansheng want to do? He wanted to let the world turn into a sea of ​​blood, let the heaven and the earth turn all living beings, let the Taoist door fall into ashes, and turn this world into a brand new world.

The academy actually thinks this way, but the former academy would never use such a cold method, but what would the pair of seniors and brothers who really preside over the academy think?

Ye Su doesn't want to continue. How the academy chooses to make no sense to him at this time. He raised his head with difficulty and looked at the blue sky, which is getting higher and higher but getting shallower. Chaoyang said: "No matter what the academy thinks, I must continue to do what I do."

Long Qing looked at him, and after all he showed some respect, and said: "Turn himself into a torch to light the whole world? I heard that Jun Mo is also burning Xuankong Temple. They are all lunatics."

Listening to Jun Mo's name, Ye Su showed a smile on his face and said, "In the end, he and I were doing the same thing. I am very proud, and he will feel proud if he wants to come."

This sentence itself is very proud. I am proud that Jun Mo was once his opponent, proud that I surpassed myself, proud that I stood taller than before, and I can see farther scenery.

Or because he was standing in the small courtyard at this time, standing on the pyre, he was tied to a cross-shaped wooden frame, not fastened tightly, unable to leave, and he could see the world from a distance.

Long Qing stood in front of the pyre, looked at him and said, "I will light it myself."

Ye Su no longer looked at the sky, his eyes narrowed by the thorn of the sun, looked at him and asked: "What I don't understand is, since you know everything, why do you come to light this fire for me." /

Long Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "The teacher is dead. I have to follow."

The two people up and down the pyre have the same teacher. Ye Su looked at the fragment of the heavenly book on his waist and said: "The teacher will understand even if he wants to come, why bother this innocent book."

Long Qing was silent, and then said: "Since people can write, then there will be no need for heavenly books in the future."

Listening to these words, Ye Su understood something.

He and Long Qing have never heard of the conversation between Guanzhu and middle-aged Taoist priests on the cliffs of Taoshan Mountain, but they are disciples of Guanzhu and great figures of Taoism. Read the classics since childhood. At this time, it was just a very simple conversation, and the true intention of the subject was accurately understood, and the emotions became a little unstable.

Ye Su looked somewhere far away, wondering whether it was Zhishouguan or Linkang City. Said leisurely: "Know its male. Keep its female. It is Tianxiaxi. For Tianxiaxi, Changde will not leave and return to the baby."

Long Qing listened to this passage. After being silent for a long time, he chanted: "Knowing the white, guarding the black, it is the world style. It is the world style, Changde is not eager, and returns to the Promise."

Ye Su said: "We ourselves are the road, truth, and life, walking with ourselves, we will surely walk out of the gloomy valley and have the greatest joy... So this is also known."

Long Qing lowered his head, wondering whether he was looking at the horrible and ugly hole under his clothes or the thick ground. His voice seemed to flow from his lips: "We can also be Haotian."

Ye Su smiled and said: "It turns out that it was like this from the beginning."

Long Qing raised his head, looked at him in the sun, and said, "You are right."

Ye Su said: "There is no right or wrong."

"The teacher thinks you are right, and that is right."

Speaking of this, Long Qing paused. He thought he would have some jealousy, but he didn't expect his mood to be so peaceful, but he was a little emotional: "In the end, you are the most proud of him."

Ye Su thought for a while, and said: "Right or wrong, after all, it depends on the final outcome."

Long Qing said: "What you do, what the teacher and master do, what will end, is no longer doomed."

Ye Su said: "Yes, there is no sky, naturally no sky is destined."

Long Qing glanced into the distance and said, "It's been long enough."

Ye Su said: "Since the people you are waiting for have not come, it seems that they will not come."

Long Qing took the torch from a priest, walked to the pyre, thought for a while, after all, he said nothing, put the torch to the edge of the pyre, and then backed away.

Fire is one of the most miraculous phenomena in nature. It can be contagious or copied. It can change from the most subtle fireflies to the wildfires of a prairie prairie fire. This is definitely not what water can do.

The flame on the torch licked the dry wood next to me. After a while, the edge of the dry wood was blackened and scorched to produce blue smoke and bright flames. When this continued, the fire gradually spread far away.

Most of the dry firewood piled in the small courtyard was chopped by Long Qing himself. He chose very carefully. No matter the length or thickness, they were all suitable for burning. The fire soon became bigger.

In the previous battle, the courtyard wall had collapsed a lot. At this time, with the crackling sound of the firewood, all the wall tiles fell, and the picture of the firewood burning fell in everyone's eyes.

Tens of thousands of Protestant believers and the people of the Song State who were ordered to observe the punishment before. Watching this scene, some people felt extremely sad, some felt very intolerable, and gradually cried.

Yesu's clothes began to burn, and the bright yellow flames gradually passed over his knees and swallowed his people.

I don't know who knelt down first, probably a Protestant believer. Despite the intimidation of the shrine cavalry, he knelt down at the burning stage, and repeatedly bowed his head.

Immediately afterwards, more people knelt down, and even the tens of thousands of people from the Song State who came to watch the punishment were shocked by the quiet person on the torture stage, and they knelt down uncontrollably.

The crying became louder and gradually merged into a torrent, straight into the sky.

Ye Su suddenly said: "When the eternal night comes, the sun's brilliance will be obscured, and the sky and the earth will be plunged into darkness. People will rejoice for it, because that is the real life."

He was in the fire at this time, suffering the baptism of pain.

He repeated his prediction calmly.

Because he doesn't want believers to cry, people grieve for themselves.

The Protestant believers outside the small courtyard wanted to rush in to rescue him. They were severely chopped down by the temple cavalry with a knife, and fell into a pool of blood. They heard his voice in pain, and instinctively started to follow.

The Protestant believers in the distance began to repeat this sentence, because they were originally his followers, and the rest of the Song Dynasty people, or sympathized with his experience and pityed his ending, listened silently, but didn't know Why, attracted by the meaning of this sentence, I finally started to read it.

"When eternal night comes..."

"The sky and the earth are plunged into darkness..."

"...That is to live truly."

The voices of tens of thousands of people echoed in the square.

It used to be crying, but now the sky seems to be trembling in reality. The clouds that had been driven away by the sun and flowed to the four fields were shaken back, like clear water flowing into the bottom of a bowl.

But it gives people an extremely quiet feeling. The pious and focused singing voice, just like when Ye Su said this passage before, like a cicada in the forest, like a waterfall in the wind, let the whole world follow The silence.

Long Qing did nothing, did not let the temple cavalry suppress or stop, even if Wanmin’s chanting clearly represented his support for Protestantism and his dissatisfaction with Taoism.

He just looked at Ye Su on the pyre in silence. His emotions were so complicated that he couldn't even figure out what he had experienced and whether what he knew could make him truly calm.

The sound of Wanmin's reading is getting more and more orderly and louder, just like a drum on the battlefield, but it is not blindly inspiring. Gradually, there is a sense of sacred and solemnity, covering the entire city, and even the wider world.

Ye Su's voice is getting weaker and weaker and more and more disorganized. When he repeats it for the third time, the words and sentences on his lips have been fragmented, and his muttering is vague, and he can't hear it clearly.

Because the ruthless flame has crossed his knees and plated on his chest and abdomen like golden light, his body is burning, and he is suffering the most painful punishment or baptism.

Long Qing looked at him in the fire, as if he heard him say: Look, they didn't pray.

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(The chapter name comes from memory, and the maoni1118 I said the day before yesterday is my weixin's name.)