Nightfall Chapter 137: Look at the sky and hide the face of Buddha

Ning Que stood up with a dazed expression, and then spouted a mouthful of blood.

With a pop, blood dripped on the wall.

Blood stains the gray wall of the Zen room, and the shadow on the wall is naturally also in the blood.

Shadow closed with one hand, seeming to be extremely happy, then turned around and walked towards the depths of the blood sea, gradually disappearing.

Ning Que looked at this scene and suddenly felt very sad, as if he would never see him again.

The shadows are scattered, and the gray wall gradually disperses. It turns out that this wall is fake.

He looked back at the candle on the table. It turned out that the candle was also fake.

He looked at the wooden door of the Zen room. It turned out that the door was fake and the threshold was fake.

He looked at the roof of the Zen room, his eyes shone through the beams and fell on the gloomy sky.

The Zen room is fake, and the temple is also a fake Fujin.

So Chaocheng Yangcheng? Where is this sky?

Ning Que pushed open the wooden door of the Zen room and walked out. At this moment, the clouds in the sky suddenly disappeared, revealing the sun, and the world suddenly became extremely clear, and the Baita Qinghu Lake was picturesque.

The sun fell on his face, he squinted slightly, and the clouds in the sky floated again to block the sun, and then a cold autumn rain fell and wet the map of the lake.

Sangsang is not outside the Zen room, he should watch the sky by the lake as he did in these years.

Ning Que walked towards the lake, his expression calm, as if he was relieved.

The green board monk stood under the willows by the lake to take shelter from the rain. He looked at his expression on his face and was slightly startled. Then his face showed genuine joy, and he asked happily: "Senior brother understands it?"

Ning Que looked at the foolish monk and said, "Yes, I have all realized."

The green board monk opened his eyes and eagerly asked: "What did the brother realize?"

Ning Que said: "Everything is fake."

The green board monk is puzzled, and repeats subconsciously: "Everything is fake?"

"Not bad." Ning Que stood by the lake, looking at the white pagoda on the opposite side, which was being constantly washed by autumn rain, and said: "This pagoda is fake. The rain falling on the pagoda is also fake."

"This lake is also fake."

He pointed to the lake in front of him, and then continued: "The temple is fake, the city is fake, the country is fake, so is the man, Xueyonglanguan is fake, the seventy-two in the misty rain The temple is also fake."

The green board monk scratched his head and was very anxious, unable to understand. I wanted to understand what he was talking about, and suddenly thought of something, and took out a steamed bun from the monk's clothes.

"I am real."

The green board monk spoke in a naive way, took a bite of the steamed bun and chewed hard. Vaguely said: "I'm eating steamed buns, so naturally this steamed bun is real."

Ning Que looked at him with pity in his eyes, and said nothing.

The green board monk held the steamed buns and pointed to the lake in front of him, the white pagoda on the other side of the lake, grieved: "Obviously these are all there, I can see. How can you be fake? You don't make sense. "

Ning Que looked at him, was silent for a long time, and said, "You are fake too."

The green board monk looked at him foolishly, completely ignorant of what he was talking about.

Ning Que said: "Many years ago. In fact, you were already dead. You are just a trace of Buddhahood... The monk in the temple said that your Su Hui is of course not wrong. You were a Buddhist monk in the previous life. It’s a pity that you were killed just after you joined the WTO. Otherwise, you might really become a great virtue in the Hanging Temple."

The green board monk was a little confused, and asked: "I was killed? Who will kill me? Who will kill me?"

Ning Que looked at him quietly and said, "I am the one who killed you."

"Your name is Dao Shi, your mother is the sister of the Lord of the Moon, and your name is Qu Ni Ma Di, and your father is the first master of the treasure tree in the Xuankong Temple Discipline Academy. Because I once humiliated your mother, you left After the Xuankong Temple, first achieved the Dharma name in the 72nd Temple of the Moon Wheel, then went to Chang'an City to find me, and then I was killed."

"Later, your father, Master Baoshu, wanted to avenge you. Of course, the most important thing was to suppress the daughter of Hades. He killed me by the way, took Yulanling and left the Xuankong Temple, and made a walk with the Buddha In the end, the game was cracked by our academy. If your father died in the hands of the academy, it is equivalent to death in my hands."

"Later, she and I fled to Chaoyang City, and were besieged in this White Pagoda Temple by countless believers and powerful men of Buddhism and Taoism. Your mother Qu Ni Madi was here to clean up and was taken captive by me. Hostage, I was planning to release her later, but for some reason, I ended up killing her aristocratic daughter."

Ning Que looked at the Qingban monk and said calmly: "I killed you, and I killed your whole family."

"But...but, why are you killing me and my family?"

The Qingban monk didn't listen to Ning Que's words carefully, but felt very confused. He scratched his head and said, "Moreover, my name is Qingbanzi. I am not Daoshi. Did you make a mistake?"

Ning Que said: "The blue board...is the paving stone, the road stone."

"Brother, this is a joke."

The green board monk said with a smile: "My name is green board, because that year when the abbot and the abbot played mahjong all night, I finally heard a clear board, but because I heard me crying on the stone steps, I ended up playing With a shake, I threw out the one and two tubes I touched, so I am called the green board."

Ning Que didn't say anything, since he didn't believe it, why bother to make him believe?

The green board monk refused to give up, followed behind him, and kept asking: "How do you prove?"

Sangsang has been sitting by the lake looking at the sky, listening to the conversation between the two of them clearly, and looking back at Ning Que, his expression is a little dazed, suggesting to inquire.

Ning Que doesn't need to prove anything to the Qingban monk, but he must prove to her that only by letting her believe can she really wake up and they can leave here.

"Where is Chang'an City?" he asked.

Sangsang sat by the lake, pointing somewhere in the east.

He unfastened the arrow box, assembled the iron bow in a short time, then drew the bow and set the arrow, aiming at the distant place where her finger pointed, and suddenly let go when the bowstring was like a full moon.

A circular white turbulence appeared at the tail of the arrow, and the dark iron arrow disappeared on the lake, not knowing where it went. After a long time, there was no response.

"Look, I said it was fake." Ning Que said.

Sangsang asked: "Why?"

Ning Que said: "If Chang'an City is there and the iron arrow shoots past, the academy will definitely know."

Sangsang thought for a while and said: "Then?"

Ning Que said: "After such a long time, the big brother has not come, indicating that there is no big brother in this world. Then this world is naturally fake."

Sangsang was a little puzzled, and asked: "Li will come slowly?"

Ning Que said: "Yes, he came back then, and he will come now."

Sangsang did not speak.

Ning Que pointed to the lake and the white pagoda in front of her, and said: "Many years ago, before we entered the chessboard, the white pagoda and the lake reached the Xuankong Temple, why are they here?"

Sangsang said: "We have left the Hanging Temple, and Tahu will naturally come back."

Ning Que's arrow. Ning Que's words still couldn't convince her that she hadn't woken up yet, or that she was a little unwilling to wake up. Just quietly watching the sky reflected on the lake.

"Actually...I don't want to wake up, especially the moment I wake up, I am very disturbed, even very scared, physically and mentally cold, spiritually agitated, and even vomiting a lot of blood."

Ning Que walked over to her and sat down. Gently holding her hand, looking at the gloomy sky, said: "Although this world is illusory, but these years...especially the first years. It is really happy, those days are really good, It’s really reluctant to leave and don’t want to leave."

Sangsang leaned against his shoulder evil campus. Looks dazed.

Ning Que stroked the little white flower on her temple and said, "Do you think this day is pretty?"

Sangsang hummed softly.

Ning Que said: "You think the sky is very familiar. It's very close, so I want to see it?"

Sangsang looked towards the dark and high sky, knowing the answer, but didn't dare to say it.

Ning Que hesitated and said, "You were born in the sky, where you grew up, and there is your home. That's why you feel familiar and close. You always want to go back."

After listening to this sentence, the confusion in Sangsang's eyes gradually faded, and gradually returned to calm, just like the lake that was disturbed by the autumn rain in front of her, gradually calming, and the reflected sky became clear.

She blinked, and the lake shook like her eyes.

The sky reflected on the lake surface was cut into countless pieces of light and shadow, and the original appearance of the sky can no longer be found.

The lake water evaporated and the white pagoda disappeared. Since it is in the Xuankong Temple, it can't be in front of her.

Sangsang looked towards the sky, the rain clouds suddenly dispersed, revealing the clear blue sky behind, but this was still not the sky she wanted to see, several cracks suddenly appeared in the porcelain-like blue sky.

It's like a piece of beautiful porcelain being thrown on the ground, and the sky is broken.

She watched the sky quietly for hundreds of years in the small courtyard and by the lake. Today, with the help of Ning Que, she finally saw through the sky and saw the darkness and nothingness behind.

Yes, this world is fake or real, but in any case, this is not her world, this is the inside of the chessboard, this is the Buddha's world.

She stood up slowly, holding her hands on her back.

Looking at the sky that suddenly turned black, the green board monk panicked, clutching Ning Que's sleeves, and his voice trembled and said, "Brother, what's the matter?"

Ning Que said: "We are going to leave here, you go find a place to hide."

The green board monk said: "Where are you going?"

Ning Que said: "We are going outside."

"Outside...Where is it outside?"

The green board monk stared at him blankly, and suddenly said sadly: "Could it be that I am really dead."

Ning Que did not speak.

The green board monk kept crying, using the monk's sleeves to wipe it, but it couldn't clean it.

Ning Que's expression suddenly became serious.

The green board monk wiped his tears with his sleeve, but the tears could not be wiped clean.

He wiped his face with his sleeve and wiped his face very clean. When he wiped it with his sleeve, his eyebrows were missing. Then he wiped his nose and wiped his eyes.

He seemed to feel a little embarrassed. He hid his face with his sleeves and said honestly, "I don't want you to go."

The green board monk wiped himself into a masked Buddha with his sleeves.

He said he didn't want Ning Que and Sangsang to leave.

He would not let Ning Que and Sangsang go.

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(Chapter Three)