Nightfall Chapter 109: Really ugly

At this time, smart girls generally don’t speak, but lower their heads shyly. Smarter girls are probably snuggling into the arms of men. Only the overly smart girls will ask the question: You said it looks good. Is it because the flowers are good-looking or me?

Sangsang wouldn't ask such questions, there was no shame on her face, and she wouldn't snuggle into Ning Que's arms. She seemed to have heard nothing, and walked directly to Yaping.

Ning Que was a little disappointed, but watching the little white flowers on her temples trembling slightly in the evening breeze, and noticing that she didn't mean to pick the flowers, she felt very satisfied and very happy.

"Have you seen my second brother."

He peeled away the dense green vines, followed Sangsang and asked. In his opinion, the second brother should be meditating on the Dharma at the top of the mountain or the precepts. Sangsang should drop by when he is looking for the Buddha. Over.

Sangsang didn't turn around, and continued on with his hands behind his back, saying, "Idiot."

Ning Que didn't remember that this was the first time she scolded herself for an idiot. Her anger had already turned into numbness, and she shook her head helplessly. After seeing the picture below the mountain, she realized that she was an idiot.

The twilight gradually darkened, and the tiankeng surrounded by cliffs became extremely dim. Only in the wilderness near the mountain peak, because of the reflection of the yellow temple roof, the picture can be seen clearly.

There were countless black spots moving slowly in the field under the mountain, looking like hard-working ants. Ning Que knew that they were the farmers he and Sangsang had met.

At the side of the Tiankeng that year, based on the pictures I saw, Ning Que estimated that there were more than a thousand monks in the Xuankong Temple, and at least more than 100,000 people lived in the wilderness to maintain this Buddhist kingdom. Now when he came to the Xuankong Temple, he found that there are countless temples on this mountain, and the monks that he supports are far beyond his imagination, at least tens of thousands, so it means that there are millions of farmers who live in the dark for every lifetime In the underground world.

To maintain the existence of the Xuankong Temple, the monks must drive these farmers like livestock. In this sense. Those farmers are more like serfs that the Central Plains has long abolished.

The harder the place, the stricter the class. Ning Que looked at the slowly moving black spots at the foot of the peak, and realized that the serfs must be making daily offerings to the monks, and the expression on his face gradually became serious. It seems to have seen those tragic pictures that have not been seen in reality.

Back then, he and Sangsang only glanced at the Xuankong Temple and left quietly, and he thought about it at that time. If you are a man of great wisdom and bravery, you may climb down the cliff, sneak into the miserable world under the clouds, launch the serfs insurrection and overthrow this deformed Hanging Temple, which is like an ant cave, but he is not.

Someone has great wisdom. And brave.

That person is naturally the second brother Jun Mo.

Jun Mo left Chang'an City and traveled thousands of miles to the Xuankong Temple to cultivate Buddha. However, with his temperament and seeing the real situation of the Xuankong Temple, where can he quietly cultivate Buddha?

Buddha cultivating is not ritual to the Buddha. Seeing that the world is so miserable, Jun Mo should not ask before the Buddha. Must be angry and draw the sword. Let's kill the monk and the Buddha in the temple first!

Ning Que was looking for Jun Mo in the Xuankong Temple. No wonder Sangsang called him an idiot.

"Brother must be below." He looked at the miserable world that was darkening at the foot of the mountain. Said: "I'm going to see him there, do you want to come with me."

Sangsang came to the Xuankong Temple to find the Buddha. He thought she would not be willing to spend time with him to find the second brother, but he did not expect that she would agree.

Climbing the peak last night and then falling again tonight, due to different moods, the Huangmiao halls seen along the way naturally have a different appearance in Ning Que's eyes, there is no difference from the bone mountain in the Demon Mountain Gate,

When he climbed the mountain last night, he saw the magnificent and solemn temple, thinking that this is the Buddhist holy place, Xuankong Temple, and took it for granted, but now he knows that it is otherwise. The Xuankong Temple is isolated from the world, but it can be so prosperous. That is the peak of absorption. Under the bones of serfs, the more gorgeous the temple, the more miserable the world under the mountain.

Walking down the giant peak, far away from the ancient temple of the Buddha Kingdom, to the real tragic world, the green and gratifying wilderness in the eyes of yesterday, at this time, looked so gloomy in the night.

Ning Que’s eyes could not be completely covered by the night, he and Sangsang walked silently, their eyes slowly sweeping across the fields, they saw fields planted with heterogeneous rice, a steaming underground river, and even a few These mountains, but these mountains are too inconspicuous compared to giant peaks, just like mounds.

At the place where the river turned, he saw the place where the gold sand was rushed, and he saw many arms that were cut off with sharp tools. Behind the hill, he saw the gems and emeralds in the grass, and also saw the vultures. Pecking at the boneless corpse, and occasionally hear weird bird calls.

The wilderness is not blindly dark. You can see a lot of bonfires glowing, tents and felt houses scattered on the ground, and the fat-like pigs are hung with various gemstone necklaces and skulls in their hands. The wine utensils made of silver, with muddy feet on the girl's naked breasts.

No matter which tribe it is, there are always many powerful men standing beside the nobles. Those men have leather whips and sharp knives in their hands. The whips sometimes fall on cattle and sheep, and more Sometimes it fell on female slaves, sharp knives were sometimes used to cut lamb, and more often they were pierced into the **** of female slave men or old fathers. The blood and wine were mixed together. The nobles seemed so happy. Those The cowardly and numb serfs can only kneel and worship at the temple on the mountain, like useless ants.

Cowardice is enough, and numbness can be understood, but when the serfs used their hands to offer the most precious gold and silver and the most chaste daughters to the monks, they looked so happy.

There are not many monks in the wilderness, and they have a status that nobles can't imagine. They sit in a warm yurt, with their palms lightly on the top of the believer's head, or on the girl kneeling beside him, the picture It looks a little weird, sacred and obscene mixed, very mysterious but still dirty.

Ning Que looked at the tent in the distance and listened to the chanting and groans from there. After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said, "It's ugly."

The white flowers in the sangsang temples tremble gently in the night breeze.

He looked at her and asked: "Why?"

For the ugly and tragic side of the world, Ning Que has a very deep experience. I don’t know how many I have seen since childhood, but he cannot understand how such a social structure is extremely unstable, why it can be maintained for so many years, and why the people living here can bear it After so many years, I even seemed very happy.

"I said, this is a well."

Sangsang looked at the cliff in the night sky in the distance, and said: "Sitting on the well and watching the sky, they can't see anything. When they see the monks on the mountain, they think they are the real Buddha, and the Buddha's set is the most deceptive."

Ning Que thought for a while, and said: "The second brother is right, the monks deserve to die."

Sangsang said: "The academy always only looks at the sky, regardless of the world."

There was no sarcasm on her face, but Ning Que knew what she wanted to say, but even if she was arrogant as he did, after seeing this tragic world, she couldn't make a defense.

"You are right."

He said: "But since the second brother is here, the college will take care of it."

Because it needs to be seen, Ning Que and Sangsang walked a bit slowly until the next morning, when the morning light illuminates the Hanging Temple between the peaks, they are still a long way from the cliff.

The closer you are to the cliff and the farther away you are from the mountain peak where the Xuankong Temple is located, the lower the temperature, the more barren the products, the heavier the slavery of the serfs, and the more miserable life.

The agricultural products in the wilderness gradually became scarce, and the cold-resistant weeds gradually became luxuriant. The long-haired gray cattle and sheep were walking slowly among the meadows. There were stone piles among the grasses with broken flags hanging on them.

When he came the day before yesterday, Ning Que had seen some stone piles and flags, but he didn't pay much attention to it. When he walked up close at this time, he found scattered black blood stains and a faint smell on the stone piles.

Going further, he and Sangsang saw more disabled serfs who had been tortured. Some had their tongues cut, some had their ears cut, and some had their calf bones directly broken into pieces, all miserable. All kinds of misery, look really miserable, ugly, and can't bear to look again.

Ning Que knew that the brother must be in the hardest place, so he knew that he had not gone the wrong way. Sangsang couldn't find the Buddha, but it was not difficult to find someone, so he took him to the depths of the meadow.

The meadow is scattered with cows and sheep, as beautiful as clouds, but the color is a bit wrong. Not far from the sheep, there must be a shabby yurt house. There is often a lake behind the house. The lake water is blue. It is not salty or sweet.

A piece of lake water naturally overflowed, leaching a large wetland, and the aquatic plants were extremely abundant. A young girl in a dirty and old fur coat drove her four lambs with a whip.

Ning Que and Sangsang looked at the little girl, subconsciously thinking of Tang Xiaotang.

It was probably the first time that the little girl saw strangers, but she was not afraid at all. She smiled and waved to them. The smile on her dark little face was so clean, and her teeth were a little dizzy.

Ning Que looked at her and smiled.

The little girl drove the four lambs to them, without speaking, she took Ning Que's hand, and took him and Sangsang to the felt house, meaning they were to be guests.

This wilderness is deep underground, isolated from the world, no outsiders can be seen, outsiders can't find it here, but it is still the world.

Ning Que thought about the cruel scenes he saw that night, then looked at the little girl holding her hand, and suddenly thought of the ruins of Weicheng and the young men and women dancing by the bonfire outside Weicheng.

Hell and heaven are all in the world.

Sangsang said: "Ignorance is innocence, and innocence is cruel, can't you break it?"

Ning Que said: "Even so, why bother to say it."

At this moment, he saw the picture across the lake.

There were people kneeling down there, surrounded by a monk.

The monk was wearing a dirty khaki monk's robe, and the sleeve of his right arm was swaying in the wind.

If it's someone else, this dress is naturally ugly, but with his elegant demeanor, it looks so upright and elegant, and no one can pick out the slightest fault.

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(Chapter 3, and, before twelve o’clock, come out Chapter 4. Hell and heaven are all in the world. It is the lyrics of Dou Wei’s song, which was used by Lian Sheng. The other day, on Weibo A reader, I saw it, but I haven’t returned, and then I suddenly found out that it’s good to use here.) (To be continued.)