Tianbao Fuyao Lu: 65|The coming of the world should be robbery

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On the third floor of Mogao Grottoes, fine pieces of snow fell from the sky, and the ghost king fluttered in his cloak. When Hong Jun was looking up, a ghoul guard came behind him.

"His Royal Highness." The guard said, "Ghost King would like to please."

"You can speak!" Hongjun said in surprise.

"We will all." The guard replied, "It's just that unless necessary, don't speak in front of mortals, please."

Hongjun: "But why call me "His Royal Highness"?"

The guard did not answer, but was polite, leading Hongjun to a higher place, passing the stone staircase of Mogao Grottoes, when Hongjun looked down.

Mo Rigen was in a daze on the second floor, Ash Naqiong went in and out to see the murals in Mogao Grottoes.

There are thousands of caves in Mogao Grottoes. Many painters gather in groups of three or five in the corridors on each floor, listening to Artai playing the Barbat, and the music is melodious in the wind. In front of the nine floors below the cave, a large number of Yumen Army soldiers gathered. Only then did Hongjun discover that there were so many people in Mogao Grottoes? ! I didn't see it when I arrived, but they all came out at this time.

People are noisy and lively, it is as prosperous as a small town.

Hong Jun was worried about what would happen to the ghost king and his guards when they came here, but saw Li Jinglong talking to a group of soldiers in front of the nine-story building, expecting that he should be able to solve it, so he no longer worried.

The guard of the ghoul and Hongjun passed through the second floor and passed many painting caves along the way. When the painters resting outside the cave came, they put their hands together and made a salute. Obviously, they had already seen a ghoul.

Hongjun turned his head to look at the painter, and then saluted. The guard just nodded, then went up one level, and took him to the center of Mogao Grottoes and into one of them.

A painter is drawing a statue of a Bodhisattva. His skin is white and gentle, and his eyes are compassionate. Behind him is a flying statue of flying colored clothes. The artist is a younger brother who is about the same age as Hongjun. It is in the midst of the cold winter and the fire in the cave is booming. He is bare-shouldered, wearing only a pair of loose trousers, bare feet, sitting cross-legged on a high shelf with a full expression. In order to be piety, stroke by stroke, depicting the arm of the bodhisattva.

"Do you know him?" said the ghost king.

Hongjun shook his head, marveling at the age of the painter. There are thousands of painters in Dunhuang, or one person and one cave, or several people and one cave. There are statues or wooden clay sculptures in the caves, and the murals are colorful and majestic. Can not help but stand in awe.

It was a tremor deep into the soul, which made Hongjun almost unable to breathe. Standing in front of the Bodhisattva, he only felt that in that inaccessible but true world, the gods and Buddhas were full of compassion. Scrutinized his mind.

When the painter saw a guest coming, he put down his paintbrush, folded his hands towards Hongjun, and left the cave temporarily.

"The great power is to the Bodhisattva." said the ghost king, "to liberate all living beings with blood, swords and soldiers. Mogao Grottoes also call the "Thousand Buddha Caves". After mortals have spent a life of inaction, they will spend their wealth and hire these children as painters. , I carve the body of the Buddha in the cave, draw the Buddha's image, and seek Purdue. Every time I make a pilgrimage to the Mogao Grottoes, I often wonder whether the Bodhisattvas also protect our demons."

Hong Jun: "These painters don't seem to be afraid of you. They all know you?"

"Yes." said the ghost king, "the people here call us ‘Asura’."

The ghost king bowed his head, looked at Hongjun's appearance, and said: "You are like a person I have met, but forgive me for having seen too many people in my life. My memory has long been blurred, and I can't remember who it is."

Hongjun untied the peacock feather, held it in his palm, and showed it to the ghost king.

The two were silent, the ghost king stretched out his fingers, picked up the jasper peacock feathers, and muttered: "Five-color light, you are Kong Xuan's child, that day..."

Hongjun shook, and the ghost king turned his eyes to look at him.

"Have you met my father?"

The King of Ghosts frowned, and Hongjun knew that King of Ghosts must have been related to Yaojin Palace. He gasped and said, "King of Ghosts, what kind of person is my father?"

The ghost king turned around and left the cave. Hongjun chased it out immediately. The King of Ghosts climbed up the stairs in front of the stone ladder and came to the temple of Mogao Grottoes. The setting sun slanted westward and descended into the winding Great Wall and vast desert outside Yumen Pass.

Hongjun’s heart was full of urgency. He did not ask his uncle Jia Zhou, just because his former father was just like a mortal in front of him, and he didn’t ask Zhongming and Qingxiong, just because their meanings were already silent. Yu: You have to find it yourself.

In front of the ghost king, Hongjun felt more like finding a friend from the father's generation who had been in the demon race for a long time.

The King of Ghosts sat down on the top of the Mogao Grottoes and motioned to Hongjun to sit too. Therefore, Hongjun didn't know, he stared at the King of Ghosts in a daze.

"When you mentioned Chongming on the road." The King of Ghosts replied, "I vaguely felt that maybe it was the son of an old man who came here, how are your parents?"

"They are all dead." Hongjun replied sadly. He knew that the ghost king always slept in the coffin and didn't understand the world, but the five-color light in his hands meant that his father had already left.

Sure enough, the ghost king was not surprised, he just nodded and said in a daze: "He came to Hexi to find me that day. We are sitting here."

In an instant, a strange feeling rushed into Hongjun's heart, but the ghost king thoughtfully said: "Unconsciously, it has been so many years since I woke up."

"In the beginning...what did he come here for?" Hongjun asked.

The ghost king pondered, looked at Hongjun, and replied: "He wants to give you to me, and Liu Fei and I will raise you up."

Hong Jun: "..."

"I'm such a lone grave." The ghost king said to himself, "Liu Fei really likes you, but living in an ancient tomb is always depressing. Fortunately, I think about it now. Let you stay."

"I am a burden to him." Hongjun whispered.

"No." Realizing Hongjun's loss, the ghost king said immediately, "Why do you say that? You have a special physique when you are young, so there will always be a monster watching you. He needs to free his hands to deal with the prison, I am afraid it will be difficult to protect you and Your mother is comprehensive, so..."

Hongjun understood, and nodded gratefully.

Speaking, the ghost king stretched out his hand and put it on Hongjun's shoulder.

"Chongming raised you very well." Seeing that Hongjun still seemed a little lost, the ghost king added and said, "Of course, if you stay with me, I must be more white now."

Hongjun was sad, but laughed when he heard this.

The King of Ghosts groaned again: "That year, he hid from your mother and left Yumen Pass to see me. Bailu can have a soul and soul, and it must be due to your fate..."

"What?!" Only then did Hongjun know that Bai Lu's life back then had some connection with his father!

"You don't know?" The Ghost King said lightly, "After he met me in the past years, he felt Ha Prison wanted to capture the white deer, so he intervened and interrupted Ha Prison's spell."

Hongjun could not help gasping violently. No wonder Lu Xu always felt a different feeling when facing him.

The ghost king heard Hongjun's description and replied: "That's it. When Bailu reincarnated, he must have seen your father in the soul body, and your appearance is similar to your father, so he often remembered it. "

Hongjun took a deep breath and nodded.

"Why..." he asked again, and his heart jumped violently, and said, "The monsters...will come to me?"

In his dream, his parents have been moving, just to avoid the troublesome intrusion. When he was young, he even said, "In my body, there is a monster."

The ghost king pondered for a moment, and then replied: "I think you should ask your adoptive father about this. Maybe he is the one who understands the consequences of this matter best."

Hongjun never expected that he would get such an answer.

"Tell me, Ghost King...Uncle Shi." Hongjun said nervously, "You must know, you must know!"

The ghost king was silent again, Hongjun furrowed his brows, looking at him anxiously, and the ghost king gave him an inexplicable glance.

"They asked you to come down the mountain to find the kid with a heart lamp?" The Ghost King asked suddenly.

Hongjun was even more puzzled. He grabbed the arm of the ghost king and recalled the past. He told him how Qingxiong let him go down the mountain that day, handed him three tasks, and handed the light of his heart to his hands. .

"So...I think, maybe they don't intend to hide it from you." Ghost King said solemnly, "So..."

"Why?!" Hongjun said anxiously.

The ghost king just looked at Hongjun in silence, and said after a moment: "Little Peacock, you are still not ready to accept it."

Hongjun almost begged: "I just want to know what happened to me."

The King of Ghosts suddenly said: "If time goes back to the past and gives you the right to choose, would you be willing to come into this world?"

Hongjun has lost his patience and said: "I don't want to listen to this anymore! You know everything, why don't you tell me?!"

"Answer me." The Ghost King said earnestly. In those words, there was a faint majesty, as if Zhongming stood in front of Hongjun and taught him every time.

"I..." Hongjun's heart was utterly confused. I don't know why, but he remembered the happiness when everyone in the Exorcist Division got together.

"Of course this is good." Hongjun replied.

"Then even if you die tomorrow, you will never regret it?" Ghost King said again, "This is very important, Little Peacock."

Hongjun said helplessly: "What can I regret? I..."

The King of Ghosts nodded and replied: "Since this is the case, I might as well tell you. Eighteen years ago, you were born for your father."

Hong Jun: "!!!"

Immediately afterwards, the King of Ghosts raised their sword fingers together, touched the center of his eyebrows, and then slowly left, with a gentle blue light on his fingers, and then lightly tapped the center of Hongjun's eyebrows.

With a "hum", Hongjun's consciousness was instantly pulled into the memory of the ghost king.

Eighteen years ago.

Kong Xuan sat cross-legged at the top of the Mogao Grottoes, where Hongjun was sitting. The setting sun fell. The young Hongjun leaned his back on his chest, tilted his head, and fell asleep.

"The prison is always looking for the devil seed." Kong Xuan muttered, "I have used all methods, and I can no longer take it out of Xing'er's three souls and seven souls."

"Seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence." The ghost king said solemnly, "Isn't this just the guidance given to you by your two elder brothers?"

"I don't know." Kong Xuan's eyes became confused and his voice became hoarse, saying, "Being the father of man is such a happy thing..."

Ghost King: "It should be you who will become a demon."

Kong Xuan: "Yes, in two hundred years, I will become a demon. It should be me."

The golden light of the setting sun casts on the Mogao Grottoes, illuminating the body of one hundred thousand Buddhas in the thousands of caves, showing compassion for all beings.

"You still need to tie the bell to untie the bell." The ghost king said solemnly, "Don't ask your brother, what's the point of staggering in the world?"

Kong Xuan sighed, and replied: "Chongming and Qingxiong, only let me find a mortal woman, teach her the art of yin and yang injection, and inject my god-devil into her, and cast it into a devil's tire. , And the rest, they don’t care anymore."

"After all, in their eyes, only my life is the most important... Nowadays, maybe even they can't expect that I am actually deeply rooted in love, can't give up Yuze, and can't sit and watch the stars. My child is in a demon, and now I seek medical treatment everywhere..."

The ghost king replied: "It’s not that I don’t want to help you, Kong Xuan. Even if you turn your child into a ghoul, the devil seed cannot be eliminated. The only thing that can remove the devil seed is the Fudo King’s Faxiang, the six weapons. One time."

"Heart lamp may be possible." Kong Xuan sighed, "I have to find the heart lamp."

"It can't be done." The ghost king said in a deep voice, "A person who enters the devil, the devil energy in the soul can be expelled by the heart lamp, but the devil in your child's body is the seed of the devil. He is the introduction to the devil energy in the world. The mission you have shouldered since you opened the world, the gods and demons are one, the calamity of birth and death..."

There was a loud noise, the white light flickered, and the ghost king's finger left Hongjun's forehead.

Hong Junru was in a dream and muttered: "This is all true."

"Your father often blames himself during his lifetime." Ghost King said, "I regret that there should be no difference in thought..."

"Why?" Hongjun trembled, "Why?"

The ghost king replied: "There is hostility between the heavens and the earth, so there are demons. The years go back and forth. If the demonic aura is overwhelming, there is always a way to purify. The demonic species in King Peacock Daming attracts this demons. The seed of qi. After he enters the demon, the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp shines through the world with the heart lamp, and the immovable king of Ming combines the power of the six tools to remove the heavenly demon, Kong Xuan re-enters the cycle of reincarnation, reincarnation, and so on."

The ghost king said solemnly: "Now, answer my question again, little peacock."

Hong Jun: "..."

"If you are destined to die in this life, will you still regret that you have come to this world and have gone through it?"

Hongjun stood up, a little trance in his eyes.

"All beings are always mortal." The ghost king said again, "Now, presumably you understand what your adoptive father said."

Hongjun was unconscious, walked slowly down the steps, turned around, staggered, and walked along the path towards the end of Mogao Grottoes. His heart was full of lightning and thunder, violent wind and snow waterfall, but his expression was extremely calm.

The light of the setting sun plunged into these thousands of caves and thousands of Buddhas. He passed each cave entrance. The statues of Buddhas in the heavens looked peacefully, watching his figure quietly, and he was just one of these three thousand worlds, who didn’t know where to come from or where to go. A lonely passerby.

In the evening, Li Jinglong walked quickly out of the nine-story building. Artest whistled down and asked, "Where to go?"

Li Jinglong did not answer. As the day was approaching the west, a group of people came forward on horseback. When they got closer, they dismounted and saluted Li Jinglong, saying: "The general said that Yumen's defense is very important, so I dare not leave without authorization. , Order your subordinates to bring wine and vegetables."

Li Jinglong said: "Thanks for your hard work, just send it in."

The soldiers moved the supplies into the nine-story building, and Li Jinglong replied from the heights: "The New Year is almost coming. I will spend a year here this year, so I don’t have to worry about it."

Only now did Artai remember that there were still three days before the end of the year, Ashnaqiong said: "I didn't expect to be here this year for your Han Chinese."

Li Jinglong replied: "The most unfortunate thing is that Yongsi didn't come, otherwise everyone would be there. Morigen! Come down and help!"

Mo Rigen was still in a daze on the third floor. He glanced down and sighed.

Before night, Li Jinglong collected the supplies and handed it over to the soldiers for a reward. The accompanying people wanted to see the young nephew. Taking into account that Hongjun and the ghost king were in the same place before, Li Jinglong sent them back first. Yumen customs declared safe.

"Hongjun!"

Li Jinglong ran up and down, looking for Hongjun everywhere, but in front of Lu Xu's sleeping cave, he saw Mo Rigen standing like a wooden stake.

"Long history." Morigen said, "After talking, when is the time, do you still have the heart to celebrate the New Year?"

Li Jinglong replied: "There will be a way."

"You mean?!" Morigen said anxiously.

Li Jinglong was silent, and stood side by side with Mo Rigen, facing outside the Mogao Grottoes. The moon rose and the sand dunes were bright.

"What can I do?!" Li Jinglong glanced into the cave. Under the mural, Lu Xu was still asleep, and whispered to Morigen, "Why would you teach me?"

Morigen said: "The wolf and the white deer are destined to be a pair."

"Yes." Li Jinglong patted the railing and said, "Either you go up?"

"Hey, excuse me for interrupting, did you two ask Hongjun what you mean?" Before the next floor, Artest stretched out his head and said to Li Jinglong.

The carp demon interrupted and said: "Ask what? Don't ask, Changshi, you really are a match made in heaven!"

Ashi Naqiong said: "I don't understand. In your eyes, is it possible for feelings to come as you want? That's not right, the surname is Li, you are so confident? Let me teach you how? "

"I didn't say that!" Li Jinglong said irritably.

Mo Rigen said angrily: "Turkic, do you want to fight?"

Li Jinglong pointed to one side, motioned to Mo Rigen to go to the corner and said, pushing him away.

Morigen said: "Come on, what can you do this time? Don't you reassure us every time? What we promised will be done, right?"

Li Jinglong said: "Yongshu, do you know? Or ask the ghost king and monsters if there is any magic that can make you look like me, and I will become like you again..."

Mo Rigen said: "But is there a difference?! Even if you change your content, I go to talk about love, in the end it is not the same?!"

Li Jinglong thought about it, and asked: "Either you will be replaced at the end? I'll be here..."

Morigen said: "I don't interfere with you the whole time, and finally put a light on the side, what's the difference?"

"This is just a possibility!" Li Jinglong said seriously, "Can't you try it?"

Morigen didn't want to answer.

Li Jinglong couldn't make a plan, but made a living, thought for a while, and said: "Either go and inquire, can we two move our souls? Attach my soul to your body..."

Morgen said: "Long history, is there a difference?"

"I said," Li Jinglong said bitterly, "You are still you, just attach my soul to you for a short time."

Murigen suddenly thought that it seems possible to have two souls in one body, but how can this be done?

"Is the light of the heart in your soul or in the meridians?" Morigen asked.

Li Jinglong remembered instantly, and immediately Yaguchi said: "In my meridian, no, no, no!"

Morigen: "..."

Ashi Naqiong glanced curiously, shrugged at Artest, and spread his hands.

Artest smiled and said, "Should be used to the wind in the past to give Chang Shi this confidence?"

Ashi Najun moved Artest, motioning him to look.

Under the moonlight, Hongjun walked along with a sigh, seemed very tired, and looked around.

Ashi Naqiong smiled and said, "Hongjun?"

Hongjun did not answer, and entered one of the caves.

Lu Xu lay quietly in front of the mural. The guards of the ghost king lit seven lamps on the ground above his head, shoulders, waist and abdomen.

"What spell is this?" Hongjun asked.

The guard replied: "Your Highness, this is a seven-star lamp to soothe his soul."

Hongjun nodded, and suddenly remembered that the Plague God and Profound Girl had not been eliminated. At this moment, they don't know where to hide, whether they are planning to make a comeback. But since the ghost king is awake, not afraid of the plague, let alone the cold, and not dreaming, presumably these two monsters are not too stupid to provoke him again.

He leaned against the mural, sat next to Lu Xu, stretched out his hand and placed it on Lu Xu's forehead.

Back then, his father originally wanted to save his son's life, but unexpectedly, he saved Lu Xu instead. For some reason, he hoped that Lu Xu would wake up and let him return to his dream again, seeing his father and mother, and saying a few words to them, even if the dream was all his own memories.

He made this decision, did he regret it?

Does the mother know what happened behind this?

Although these are long gone and no longer have much meaning, Hongjun still persistently wants to know every bit of the past. His past is a cloud of fog, and the future seems to have nowhere to fall. When will he replace his father and become a demon, and where will the Fudo Myoji who will kill him by then be?

The words of the ghost king made him confused, as if he lived in this world, which had no meaning for a long time, and his value was just a sacrifice of this great world.

"Lu Xu." Hongjun whispered, "My father is a good person, isn't he?"

Lu Xu lay quietly, still sleeping.

Hongjun smiled bitterly: "He saved your life, but left the most cruel thing to me."

He turned his head to look at Lu Xu. At this moment, he didn't know who to tell, but he knew subconsciously that when Lu Xu let him dream, he must have seen everything in his memory, including his past and His life experience.

Lu Xu's eyelashes moved lightly, Hongjun frowned, approached him, and looked carefully.

He opened his eyes and replied to Hongjun: "Your destiny is far more cruel than the one in front of you."

Hong Jun: "..."

Suddenly, Lu Xu grabbed Hongjun's arm and dragged it suddenly. Hongjun shouted: "Let go!"

A monstrous black air surged and wrapped the two of them, Hongjun pushed Lu Xu away violently, and shouted: "Your horn has been broken! You have no mana!"

Immediately after Lu Xu sneered, he said hoarsely: "I still have a soul." Then, the black energy burst into bursts, rolling from Lu Xu's body to Hongjun, Hongjun suddenly suffered a severe heartache , When I lowered my head, I saw the black energy on Lu Xu's body connecting with his chest, and then the black energy erupted and swept the entire cave!

At the same time, Li Jinglong grabbed Morigen by the collar and was fighting with Morigen. Li Jinglong shouted, "Morigen!"

Suddenly Mo Rigen let go, and the two of them turned their heads instantly and looked at the cave not far away.

A monstrous black air exploded from the cave, and the ghost king, the guard, Artest, and Ashina Joan all had a meal at the same time.

"Hongjun went in!" Ashnaqiong shouted.

Black Qi rushed out of the cave with a violent hoarse cry, erupting!

Li Jinglong and Morigen ran almost at the same time, rushing to the cave mouth quickly, saying that it was too late, then it was fast, the majestic cave mouth bursting out of black air suddenly closed inward!

"Lu Xu!" Morigen roared.

Li Jinglong: "Hongjun!"

In the cave, Lu Xu and Hongjun lie side by side, but the black energy is rapidly reclaiming, and can't help pouring into the mural, and is instantly sucked into the mural, the light flashes and all disappears.

Li Jinglong: "..."

Morigen: "..."