Nightfall Chapter 107: Sit on the well and watch the sky

When I came to the cliff, Ning Que remained silent while looking at the giant peaks of Tiankeng and the temples between the peaks. This was the second time he saw the true face of the Xuankong Temple, but he still felt very shocked.

The cliff was very steep, and it suddenly sank from the surface of the wasteland. Looking at it, Ning Que left the **** horse and carriage on the ground and followed Sangsang down. He and Sangsang had been here before, and they turned away after looking at them from a distance. They didn't dare to go down at all. The situation now is naturally different from the past.

The feet are full of gravel, Sangsang looks calm, walking slowly with his hands on his back, like a snow lotus falling in the wind, but Ning Que can't help but look a little embarrassed behind him.

It is noon, the early autumn sun is bright enough, and the smooth cliff wall and the intestine path made of gravel can be seen very clearly, but the cliff is several thousand feet deep, and the lighter gets dim as you go down, and the temperature gradually decreases. , It was very cold, and there was snow between the cliffs and rocks, which made people feel very magical.

Continuing on in the cold world of ice and snow, the two of them didn't know how long they had walked, and finally walked out of the wasteland projected in the sinkhole, and came to the bright sunshine, under the sun there is an endless wilderness.

The field at the bottom of the tiankeng is very wide. Even with Ning Que’s keen eyes, there is no way to see the distant picture clearly. The field is scattered with all kinds of felt houses, and the ground near the cliff wall is hardy. Meadows, dragging long woolly cows and sheep in the meadows bow their heads to eat.

Contrary to the process of walking down the cliff, the two of them walked towards the middle of the Tiankeng Wilderness, the temperature became higher and higher, as if they were going from the cold winter to the warm spring, the natural grass growing in the wilderness. Gradually replaced by artificially cultivated species, the ears of the field swayed in the breeze to say hello.

Ning Que went to the field to pluck a branch of ears, rubbed the outer shell with his fingers, and found that the grains inside were much smaller than the common rice in the Central Plains, and the fragrance of the grains was a little strange. He pulled out one and found that the root system of this plant was quite developed, guessing that it was probably a special kind of rice that could resist the severe cold by drawing on the floor heating. Looking at the shape of Inaba, there is probably relatively little demand for light.

This underground wilderness, far away from the human world, is naturally not as full of light as the surface. Fortunately, Haotian is always fair. The temperature of the wilderness soil itself is a bit high. The large and small rivers flowing through it are also peaceful. Unlike the cold river in the imagination, it was full of faint mist, like a hot spring.

This underground wilderness. For Ning Que, it was a completely new world. Of course, because of his poor background and the influence of academies, what he cares most is what he eats.

At this moment, a faint bell suddenly rang from afar, and then, the pious buzzing sound from all directions in the field attracted his attention.

He looked into the distance and vaguely saw countless people kneeling down in the distance in the wilderness, knowing that it should be the farmers who worship the Xuankong Temple. After hearing the bell, chanting began.

The bell started farther, coming from the huge mountain in the middle of the vast wilderness, but I don't know which monk in the yellow temple between the peaks is beating.

Sangsang walked towards the mountain, Ning Que suddenly thought of something, but missed it, and couldn't remember it anymore, and shook his head regretfully. Hastened the pace.

The mountain is very majestic and tall. From countless miles away, you can feel the pressure on your face, as if you are right in front of you. But in fact the mountain is still on the horizon.

Sangsang did not speak, and walked towards the mountain.

Even though she and Ning Que did not deliberately, they were extremely fast, but if so, they still walked for a long time before they reached the mountain peak, when it was already dusk.

The world at twilight should be warm, but for the world in the sinkhole, there is only darkness and cold. The sun setting in the west couldn't shine here at all. The vast field at the bottom of the pit and the entire mountain peak were shrouded in shadows, but the highest peak was still in the twilight, like a candlelight.

Looking at the mountain road in the night, Ning Que adjusted his breath silently and was ready to fight. Although Sangsang was too strong to imagine, the first lecture was only a rock at her feet, but on this mountain peak The Xuankong Temple, after all, is a place unknown to Buddhism. It has been passed down for countless years and has a profound background. Who knows what dangers are hidden in it?

Sangsang suddenly stopped and turned around to look at the road.

Ning Que was a little strange. Following her gaze, she saw that the cliff that came down at noon today has become an extremely remote scenery, and the snow between the cliffs has long been invisible.

The cliffs around the tiankeng are extremely far away from the bottom of the peak. According to ordinary thinking, the cliff should become an inconspicuous black line, but at this time it is still so high.

The long cliff is too high-the mountain where the Hanging Temple is located is higher than any mountain in the ground world, but the top of the mountain can only be level with the wasteland surface, showing a small section, which shows that The cliff surrounded by the tiankeng by Tao is as high as the peak, and higher than all other peaks in the world.

Ning Que and Sangsang stood here and looked around. They felt that the tiankeng was a huge dry well. The dangerous cliff was the wall of the well. The person standing at the bottom of the well was blocked by the wall. .

People who live here have seen the sky round for generations, but the fields in the wilderness are square and very regular. Is this the sky round place?

Ning Que looked at the picture in front of him, thinking a little shocked.

Sangsang was unconsciously shocked, and only commented on this magical world created by the Buddha.

"Sit on the well and watch the sky."

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The two did not continue to stay. They walked directly to the peak by the night. The mountain road hidden among the flowers in the night forest was no longer as steep, but it was long as if it had no end.

The **** horse and the carriage were left on the ground, and the things that could not be separated from the body were naturally carried by Ning Que. The moment Sangsang Haomai decided to come to the Xuankong Temple to confirm the life and death of the Buddha, he became clear about his identity. ——He is a handyman, porter, cook, foot washing technician and bed warmer.

He has no opinion on this. As a couple live, there is always a need for someone outside and inside. Since the wife has the ability to dominate the outside, why not do it?

The heavy arrow box and iron sword, the **** umbrella and the very obstructive Buddha chessboard were carefully arranged by him and packed into the luggage, which is now on his back.

The luggage is too heavy, and the mountain road between the peaks is so long, even after he has practiced awe-inspiring, his body is so good and his strength is great, he still feels a bit hard.

This mountain is too big, and there are too many yellow temples hidden in the mountains and forests. It is said that the Moon Kingdom is a flourishing age of Buddhism, and there is a view of the 72nd Temple of Misty Rain. He and Sangsang are half an hour , Has seen more than this number of temples. Since Sangsang is here to find people, naturally every temple has to go. This means that he has to travel a longer distance, which means that Ning Que is carrying a heavy baggage to travel a longer distance, and he is climbing a hill. Uphill.

When passing by each temple, Sangsang didn't look closely, and couldn't see how she was looking for it. When the two walked to a certain cliff, Ning Que finally sat down on the rock.

"Take a rest and leave."

He wiped his sweat and gasped and said, "I don't think it's a problem to look for it like this."

Naturally, Sangsang will not be tired, but like the way after leaving Taoshan, she feels a little tired and a little tired. She actually walked with her eyes closed for most of the time walking between the peaks. It seemed to be sleeping, of course, it looked like a blind man walking.

Listening to Ning Que's words, she said with an indifferent expression: "Do you want me to die that way?"

Ning Que understands why she is eager to confirm the life and death of the Buddha. If the Buddha is still alive, it is the only human existence that can threaten her. She must kill the Buddha while she is still strong enough, or wait until The day she goes back to the kingdom of God or becomes a mortal, it will be extremely dangerous.

In that case, her words made sense, but he felt very boring, and he covered his forehead and said: "Can you say something different? You've said it so many times, and you're not tired of it? Can you just keep moving? Looking for life and death? Although we are husband and wife, you can't really treat yourself as ordinary women."

Sangsang ignored him and said, "I want to find someone, so naturally I want to find someone. Where is the person you want to find?"

Ning Que came to Xuankong Temple mainly to accompany her, but also to find someone.

Outside the academy, Senior Sister Seven had specifically confessed to him and asked him to come here to see if the proud man is still so proud now that he bows down in front of the Buddha.

Walking all the way from the foot of the mountain, Sangsang searched the hundreds of yellow temples in the lower half of the mountain, but he just followed and couldn't see that he was looking for someone.

He said: "Senior brother will definitely not cultivate Buddha here, so why bother."

Sangsang asked: "Why?"

Ning Que said with certainty: "Senior brother, who is such a genius figure, who is qualified to teach him in Xuankong Temple? He must read Buddhist scriptures by himself in the Peak Temple, and how could he hang around in these ruined temples below the mountain."

Sangsang thought for a while, looked at him and said, "Idiot."

Ning Que thought that his reasoning was so reasonable, you could not think of it, and even call me an idiot? This is really unbearable, and Aunt Xiao can't bear it either.

"What idiot am I?" he asked angrily.

Where would Sangsang pay attention to him, carrying his hands on his back, continue walking up the peak.

Ning Que picked up the heavy luggage and ran behind her, angrily asking herself where is the idiot? Obviously knowing that your man likes to scold someone idiot, how can you scold you man idiot unreasonably?

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All the way to search, the night temple is deserted.

The two searched all the hundreds of yellow temples in the dozens of cliffs below the peak, but still did not find anything, and finally came to the top, and the night had passed.

The new rising sun is still lying on the surface of the wasteland. The morning light first illuminates the cliff wall to the west, followed by the peak, as if a candle wick that has been extinguished overnight is lit, and then the light is visible at the speed of the naked eye , Spreading from the top of the peak to the bottom, the bell rang, and the sound of Sanskrit singing, the Buddha country woke up.

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(Chapter 1. Another: I haven’t had time to revise it recently. There is something rough, everyone didn’t see it in the blink of an eye. I’m sorry, keep writing.)