Nightfall Chapter 57: I don’t know the true Buddha in front of my eyes

It was the first rain after the drought in Hebei Province. The rain was very cold. When Ning Que found the little baby girl from under the corpse pile, she was covered in bruises and was starving to death. That is to say, since that rain, Ning Que's heart has been hiding a lot of psychological shadows. As Sangsang became seriously ill and died several times in his childhood, the shadows became heavier and heavier, and he was also hidden more and more. The deeper.

With the passage of time, the number of Sangsang's illnesses became less and less. Although the army doctor in the city wall could not completely cure the cold air in her body, he still prescribed some symptomatic drugs. Except for ensuring that there is spirits by her side and letting her keep doing housework to invigorate her muscles and blood, Ning Que almost forgot about it.

Especially after Sangsang began to practice the Xiling Taoist magic arts, the cold air in his body was like meeting the thin snow in the spring. Ning Que thought it was completely better, but who would have thought that Sangsang would actually Suddenly fell ill again, and the illness was so severe that it seemed more dangerous than the few times when I was a child.

The shadow hidden deep in Ning Que's heart floated again. During the journey, he thought hard, worried, and the Master couldn’t cure Sangsang’s disease. Can Lanke Temple really cure him? ? Is Sangsang's illness really just sickness, or is it destined to have a cold future waiting for both of them?

Because of these psychological shadows, Ning Que has not discussed that aspect with her since she was very young. At this time, Sangsang seemed to want to say something, but he didn't want to listen.

But he didn't want to listen, Sangsang wanted to say.

"Master, do you know why I often stare at you lately?"

For some reason, Sangsang started calling him Master again.

Ning Que said with a smile: "Because your young master is good-looking."

Sangsang said: "You are not the former prince Longqing, where is worth watching."

Ning Que was slightly angry, and said, "I have said that you are not allowed to mention this."

Sangsang knew that he was pretending to be angry to hide something, and said softly: "You know the reason."

Ning Que knew the reason, but he refused to say it. At this time, he looked like an angry little boy, stubborn, naive, naive and irritable. Or cry easily.

At this time, Sangsang, like a gentle and sensible big sister, looked at him quietly and said in a gentle voice: "I am worried that I will never see you again."

Finally heard the word from her mouth, Ning Que's body trembled slightly.

Sangsang looked at the tomb in front of the two and asked with some curiosity: "Where will people go after they die? Whether it is turned into ashes or rot. It is sealed by stone and bricks. But is that still me?"

Ning Que didn't want her to stay in this kind of emotion for a long time, because this kind of emotion or thinking things are very unhealthy for people who are seriously ill. He wanted to change the subject, but he couldn't move.

"Some people say that death is nothingness. Some people say that they will go to the underworld after death."

"I prefer to go to the underworld."

Sangsang looked at him and said seriously: "The Underworld sounds terrible. But I can wait for you there."

Ning Que looked at her pale little face, untied her coat, put it on her shoulders, and said in a low voice: "People in the underworld will forget things in this world, then you won't remember me, so Don't go."

"How does it feel to die?"

Sangsang looked at him and asked, there was no sadness or fear on his face, just curiosity, like a child.

She is very thin. Wearing Ning Que's clothes, he did look like a child who had stolen an adult's clothes and was wearing it. It looked a little ridiculous, but rarely showed a cute feeling.

"Seeing that your face is a little pale from being frozen, please go back." Ning Que said.

At this time, although autumn is deep, the surroundings of Lanke Temple are not so cold, and Sangsang's small face has become a little pale. Naturally, it was not frozen, but the coldness inside her body made her chills hard to stop.

Sangsang knew this very well. She stretched out her hands and handed it to Ning Que.

Ning Que was startled, remembering how Sangsang, who was a little girl, occasionally acted like a baby many years ago. My heart felt a pain for some reason, and he slapped a few mouthfuls of heating towards her palm.

Sangsang retracted his slightly warming little hand. Caressing on both sides of his cheek, he said with some regret: "Since I was a child, you have said that I am an ugly girl. I know that I am really black, and you always say things like white to cover the ugly, so I always want to change myself. It's whiter. After I arrived in Chang'an City, I spent so much money on buying Chen Jinji's powder, but it was still in vain. Now it is really white, but it can't make you happy."

Ning Que hugged her tighter and said: "Whether it is black sangsang or white sangsang, as long as it can be as greedy and fierce as before, it is a good sangsang that can make the young master happy." /

Listening to this, Sangsang laughed happily, showing two white teeth, looking like some kind of small animal in the forest of Minshan Mountain, very cute.

Now Sangsang is very cute, often cute.

That's because she used to think it was unnecessary to be cute in front of Ning Que, and she didn't need to be cute in front of others, but now she wants to make Ning Que feel cute.

"You have not answered my previous question."

"What's the problem?"

"How does death feel?"

"I haven't died yet, how do I know, do you want me to dig out the little sister from the tomb and let her tell you?"

Ning Que said a joke with no taste, and then realized that it was not very funny. He looked down at a dead autumn worm in the grass under his feet, and said after a long silence: "In fact, I still I know... death is a very uncomfortable thing, so don't die."

Sangsang looked at him and said seriously: "Well, I'm working hard not to die."

Ning Que touched her head and said, "Work hard together."

In the mist-shrouded forest, a drop of water suddenly fell, and then a few drops of water. The droplets were very small, even as fine as powder, falling on his face and eyes, some Wet.

Ning Que said: "Go back."

Sangsang shook his head and said, "I want to go shopping again."

Ning Que said: "You can't get the rain out of your body now."

Sangsang took off the **** umbrella from behind and said, "It's hard to get in the rain."

Ning Que smiled, took the **** umbrella and opened it, holding her hand to the front hall of Lanke Temple.

In the morning, it started to rain in Lanke Temple, and the mist gradually dissipated. The temple eaves and pagodas that were looming in the fog before became clear, and the kingdom of Buddhism returned to the world.

Ning Que looked at the ancient temple in the slight autumn rain and saw a Buddha statue on the top of the mountain behind the temple.

The material used for the Buddha statue should be some kind of precious white hard stone, which is ancient but well-rounded. At this time, the rain fell on the peaceful and peaceful face of the Buddha, like tears, adding a bit of compassion.

Apart from this distance, the face of the Buddha statue is still clearly visible. You can imagine how huge this Buddha statue is. When the believers look up at it under the mountain, it is easy to feel worship and admiration.

He pointed to the giant Buddha on the top of the mountain and said: "It is said that this is the Buddha who founded the Buddhist sect."

Sangsang glanced at him and asked: "Would you like to worship? You can also worship here without going up the mountain."

"The Buddha is a human. I am also a human. The Buddha has read the Ming scroll, and I have also read the Ming scroll. What do you worship him?"

Various voices of people and wheels came from the main hall. This fashion is early in the morning, Lanke Temple will not receive tourists, so it must be like Ning Que. Official envoys or representatives of spiritual sects who stay in the temple.

Ning Que would not pay attention to these people, and said: "Of course, if the Buddha can really show his spirit and heal your illness, why should I come to worship him for three days and three nights afterwards?"

Suddenly a voice came from the main hall.

"To ask the Buddha to heal a disease requires piety. You can be a doctor everywhere when you become a Buddha? If you are not sincere enough, even if the Buddha can cure your wife's disease, it will not be cured."

Several luxurious carriages. Coming around from the main hall of Lanke Temple, this accusatory and incomparably cold voice came from one of the carriages.

Ning Que originally thought that only those Lunar Kingdoms who believed in Buddhism would say such things, but when his eyes fell on those luxurious carriages, he unexpectedly discovered that the other party should be from the Southern Jin Dynasty.

Even though it was raining in autumn, driving a carriage in the quiet ancient temple still seemed a bit arrogant. And since I was staying in the temple, I would naturally not be an ordinary person.

Looking at the carriages, Ning Que thought that if the people in the carriage were not from the Southern Jin Dynasty mission, they would probably be the disciples of Jiange, no matter who they were. They are not the people he wants to see now.

The carriage that had heard the sound before stopped not far in front of the two of Ning Que. The curtains were lifted, revealing a pale and handsome young face.

The young man looked at Ning Que and said displeased: "In a Buddhist temple, you should be worshipping Buddha. I don't even understand this kind of truth. I don't know why the monks in the temple let you stay in the temple."

Ning Que asked: "Do you know me?"

The young son said sarcastically: "I need to know you?"

Ning Que let out a cry and said: "I thought you recognized me, so I deliberately said this sentence to let me hear, but then sincerely apologized to me, and finally achieved the purpose of getting to know me."

Listening to this, the young man was taken aback for a while before he understood what Ning Que wanted to express, and asked inconceivably: "You mean I was approaching you on purpose?"

Ning Que smiled and said, "In recent days, many people have indeed thought of many weird ways to get to know me. I thought you deliberately teased me, but you also have this idea, but you didn't expect it. ."

There is a very mean ridicule hidden in the very calm words.

Since the Sangsang disease, Ning Que has been restless, but after the First World War in the Red Lotus Temple, because of those very strange things, the mood is extremely depressed, although the joy of breaking through the border and knowing the life is slightly eased , But he still needs a channel to vent or speak out.

At this moment, he saw the carriages and heard the sound from the carriages.

The young man was furious, pointing at Ning Quehan from the window and yelling: "What are you!"

Ning Que was delighted when he heard the words, tilted his head and clamped the **** umbrella on his shoulders, and then began to roll up his sleeves.

At this moment, a hand appeared in the window of the car, pulling the young boy back vigorously.

Ning Que was very disappointed, wondering who is so boring and ignorant?

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(If you don’t drink high in the evening, write some more, but it is estimated that it will be high, but, well, when I didn’t say it, let me die!)

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