Under the sky

Chapter 131 Fire as Light

Kunlun Summer April 90
Maybe the terrain is low, or maybe the temperature is getting warmer. The snow on the road has melted into thin ice, and you can fall if you don't pay attention. The mountain walls are mottled with green, gray, and white spots, all of which are moss and moss. snow.Although there were no cliffs and deep valleys like before, Yang Yan and Wang Hong's journey was not smooth. They had to climb up and down, and there was almost no flat ground for a mile.

"Fuck! What a broken road!" Yang Yan cursed.He looked up and saw Wang Hong looking around, and asked, "How many more days will it take to get down the mountain?"

"About...two or three days." Wang Hong bit her lower lip and replied, climbed up on the rocks and looked around, then said, "It's getting dark soon, let's find a place to rest first."

It was a flat land with no snow, the ground was wet, covered with weeds, and there were short shrubs in the distance.Yang Yan gathered firewood and started a fire, and the two sat in front of the fire and shared the dried meat.The two of them had been fighting for a long time. Now that they had the goal of being together, they couldn't find a reason to argue, and somehow they became a little embarrassed.Yang Yan wiped his hands on his body and picked up the wild fire. His foot injury was better and he immediately started practicing martial arts.Wang Hong stood up and picked up the oil lamp, walked around the area without knowing what she was looking at, and then got into the tent.

Although his movements were slow and the leap was difficult, Yang Yan still endured the routine of the Five Tigers' Door-Breaking Knife. He stuck the knife on the ground and practiced the EMI Fist again. He was so exhausted that he was sweating profusely and grabbed a handful of snow. Put it in your mouth before entering the tent.Wang Hong walked out again, and Yang Yan couldn't help but provoke her, saying: "If you don't sleep, what are you doing in and out? Visiting the market?"

Wang Hong said: "Sit down, I have something to tell you."

Yang Yan sat down next to the fire and said, "What farts do you want to fart?"

Wang Hong said: "Let me remind you, when you are away from the mountain, when you meet people, they will scream like a demon. A word can kill you."

Yang Yan snorted and said, "I understand. I also want to ask you what your plans are. Do you really think that I can be your shaman with my red eyes open?"

Wang Hong plucked the firewood and was silent for a long time, not knowing what was going on in her head.Seeing that she didn't answer, Yang Yan said, "I'm asking you something."

Wang Hong only replied: "Anyway, just follow my arrangements. I'll teach you some rules of Shamanism first. Learn them carefully and don't violate any taboos."

Yang Yan muttered: "I don't know whether I should believe you or not."

Wang Hong said: "Since you follow me, you have to trust me. It's pointless to continue arguing like this. Just listen to me."

Yang Yan snorted, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "What does Ye Bang have to do with you?" When he went to Qingcheng, he heard Qi Zigai on the boat talk about how he and Li Jingfeng met the Ye Bang when they were looking for a secret passage. Bang used them to take the blame, which was obviously collusion.

Wang Hong frowned and said, "Why do you ask this?"

Yang Yan said: "I just want to know who was the mastermind behind tricking us into going to Kunlun Palace."

Wang Hong suddenly became alert and asked, "What do you want to do again?" Then she realized that Yang Yan still had revenge when he asked about this matter.

"Uncle Tian's death is not your fault. I won't let anyone get away with bringing Uncle Tian in." Although Yang Yan's tone was calm, his resentment was palpable.

Wang Hong thought for a while and said: "Okay, it will be beneficial if we cooperate. I won't hide it from you. Let's talk about it. Laoyan will do business with the night list. I don't know if anyone has sneaked into the night list, but the night list It has nothing to do with the Shajiao. I guess Laoyan didn’t bother with Ye Bang when he did this, so Ye Bang didn’t help with this matter.”

"The one who found us was Ye Bang." Yang Yan asked, "Who is Lao Yan?"

"Those people are definitely not the real night list, they are fake." Wang Hong said, "This matter has been planned for several years. It is not easy to communicate information inside and outside the customs, and the secret passage is blocked. Not everyone can take the road of hero, and I don't know how to send it. How many people came, how many fell and died on the road, but finally the big event was not delayed."

"Lao Yan is the leader in the customs. All major matters are his orders and we follow them. I can't see him because of my identity. I only know that he has been in the customs for many years." Wang Hong said.Yang Yan then asked how many barbarian spies there were in the pass, but Wang Hong didn't know anything about it. When Yang Yan asked how many spies there were in Kunlun Palace, Wang Hong said, "I only know two. One is named Xu Shengchang, and the other is named Zhou Xiong. They are the leaders. We all listen to him. Order."

Yang Yan didn't know these two people.He silently remembered the name Lao Yan, who was also one of the culprits who killed Uncle Tian.

Wang Hong said: "You have finished asking, let me tell you. Remember carefully, after Salhajin's death, the people of the Salha sect were in chaos for a while..."

Yang Yan interrupted her and asked: "Who is Sarhajin?"

"'Hajin' means the king of kings in the Sa language, which is close to the Chinese emperor. 'Sa' means light and fire, 'Er' means prince, and 'Sa'er means the prince of light and flames. . 120 years ago, that Salhajin, the Son of God of Fire, the Emperor of All Living Beings, died in the battle at Sanlong Pass."

"Isn't he the Barbarian King?" Yang Yan curled his lips.

"You will die again if you say this!" Wang Hong said sullenly, "Don't say anything about barbarians from now on. Outside the pass are all the people of God Sa, the Sa tribe."

"I know." Yang Yan said, "Continue."

"After Salhajin's death, the Sa tribe was in chaos for a while. Just like you were divided into nine families, the Sa tribe was also divided into five tribes. I am from Nabu Batu, and the Sasi of Batu is Chel."

Yang Yan was confused and asked: "What Baba Dudu Bubul?"

"'Batu' means tribe. You can think of it as a sect or a sect, such as the Diancang sect, the Kongtong sect, etc. Nabu Batu is the Nabu sect. 'Sasi' is the priest and the god of Sa. The messenger of the will, just think of it as the leader, Chel is his name."

"The words of his mother are different. What do I go to say? Sasahahahakha scum? It looks like chickens!" Yang Yan angrily said.

Wang Hong said patiently: "I will teach you slowly."

"How long will it take to teach your mother?" Yang Yan scolded, "By the time you learn it, your beard will grow!"

Wang Hong was also anxious and cursed: "Isn't this teaching? It doesn't matter if you can't speak it. You have to learn these important words first. You can also speak Chinese normally."

"Speak Chinese?" Yang Yan was stunned, "Don't you speak the Sa language?" "The Sa people are combined by religion, not by ethnicity. The Sa people are a tribe that believes in the Sa religion. As long as you believe in the Sa religion, Under the control of the Sa religion, all tribes are Sa tribe." Wang Hong said, "I can't count how many kinds of people there are. There are more than a dozen dialects, and Chinese is the main language."

Yang Yan sneered and said: "That's good. The sparrow is talking to the chicken, and there are ducks interrupting next to it. They are all talking bird language."

"There are more dialects in the Pass!" Wang Hong said, "Use your stupid head, if you still have brains in it! If you can't speak Chinese outside the Pass, damn, won't those of us who are sent into the Pass reveal our secrets as soon as we open our mouths?"

Yang Yan thought this was reasonable and couldn't help but ask: "So all of you can speak Chinese? What's going on with these weird words?"

"This has to start with the origin of the Sa people. Two thousand and two hundred years ago, the prophet Yanavata..."

"Yeah, it's another duck quacking." Yang Yan sneered.

"You bitch, I've been putting up with you for a long time!" Wang Hong stood up abruptly, "If you say something to contradict me, if you don't listen, I'll stop talking!" After that, he kicked over the firewood.

Yang Yan was about to retort, but when he saw her angrily return to the tent, he followed her in. He saw her nestling in a corner of the tent, curled up, as if she was aggrieved.He was a person who would succumb to weakness just as he encountered strength. Feeling sorry, he stepped forward and pushed Wang Hong's shoulder.

Wang Hong cursed: "Don't touch me!"

Yang Yan didn't know how to coax a girl, so he was speechless for a long time and had to go to sleep on the other side.After a while, Wang Hong asked: "When will your disease attack?"

"After a while," Yang Yan said, "It won't hurt so much now."

Since Peng Xiaobei's death, when erysipelas broke out, Yang Yan would think of the incident in Jiangxi when Xu Fangge's son ran away because of his erysipelas attack.He felt that he had killed Brother Peng, and he also felt that it was this remote cause that later led to Uncle Tian's death.

He regretted that he should not have coveted the master's elixir, which caused him to suffer from this disease.He regretted that he was useless and could not kill Yan Feixi to avenge Uncle Tian and avenge his family.

Then the pain won't be so unbearable.I don't know whether the erysipelas gradually subsided over time or whether it was just getting used to it. Now when it attacks, Yang Yan can even endure the pain and move.

It will be fine. One day the erysipelas will slowly fade away, just like the scar on his face. He will be healed, but he will always remember this unforgettable pain.

Early the next morning, the two of them packed up their luggage and set off again.Yang Yan thought of yesterday's quarrel and spoke first: "Yesterday, you were half-sentence. You go on and I listen."

Wang Hong knew that he had given in and couldn't help but said: "Would you like to hear it or not! If you don't know anything, going down the mountain is asking for death!"

As soon as she opened her mouth, Yang Yan was annoyed again, and she replied: "You have to make me lose my temper?"

Although Wang Hong regretted that she started arguing again, she did not give in.The two walked in silence for a while, and Wang Hong said: "I thought about it, you don't know anything, so let's start with the origin of the Sa tribe."

According to Wang Hong, the origin of the Sacred religion was 200 years ago. The first prophet, Yanavata, was born in a distant ancient country in the West and heard divine prophecies in light and fire.

"Yanabhata is the prince of the Western country of Dosuo. Dosuo is a small but wealthy country. There are many classes in the country. Each class is only allowed to do the work that that class should do and receive the remuneration they are allowed. The poor They were naked and squeezed out everything they earned, while the nobles were squandering excessively and engaging in lustful pleasures. The Doso Kingdom not only worshiped false gods, but also worshiped the work and painted it on rooms, walls, and even shops Follow the road..."

"That job?" Yang Yan opened his red eyes wide, "You mean...they...obey..." At this point, Yang Yan couldn't help but laugh, "Are you fucking kidding me? Do you want to do this?" It wasn't because he disliked vulgarity, Yang Yan almost pointed at his crotch and asked.

He thought to himself, Doctor Zhu would ask here: "How do you worship? Will you be bigger than anyone else if you take it off?" He also thought of the penis painted on the door of every house. That scene... should I say it is disgusting or interesting?I couldn't help laughing.Finally, this time he was afraid that Wang Hong would be annoyed, so he just laughed a few times and suppressed himself, saying: "Continue talking."

Wang Hong said: "It's not surprising that you laugh. The clan preaches doctrines. At this point, many children also find it funny. After listening to it for a long time, it's just that." She continued, "Although Yanavata is a prince, he has nothing to do with him. Those nobles were different. They had kind hearts since childhood. When Yanavata was very young, he asked his father: Why should we take from the poor, why should we give to the rich, why should we worship stone statues and puppets as gods? Showing your wife’s pride to others?”

"The king of Doso City replied, it is taken from the dirty and given to the clean. It is not a stone statue, it is the support of the gods. It is not the pride of the wife, but the sharing of the man's joy with the woman."

"Yanabhata thought this was an unjust act. He refused the offerings of the poor, abandoned his royal status and went into poverty. He demolished ineffective temples and offended the priests of false gods. He was removed from the status of a prince and was He was driven out of the country. Yanavaduo hiked up the mountain and gathered a group of believers who farmed and fed themselves on the mountain. The mountain is called Sapo Mountain, which is thousands of feet high. The mountain is like spring all the year round."

"Mom, is there such a mountain? It's thousands of feet high and it's like spring all year round? Is there a fairy setting up a stall selling sugar cakes up there?" Yang Yan cursed again.Wang Hong turned around and gave him a sideways look, and Yang Yan complained, "Can't you even ask me a question?"

"Yanabhata prayed every day. He did not eat or sleep, and prayed devoutly. He asked the world if there was a true god. If there was a true god, please give him instructions and let him see. He spent 18 years praying."

"You haven't eaten or slept for 18 years and you haven't died yet?" Yang Yan asked again, "You can't say I'm being arrogant!"

"Because he is a prophet, he was born with a mission, which is different from ordinary people." Wang Hong said, "He is protected by the God of Sa."

"Do you believe it?" Yang Yan asked.

"If I don't believe it, I can talk to you here?" Wang Hong retorted.

"Okay, keep talking, keep talking." Yang Yan said, "Actually, I quite like listening to it. It's like my grandpa holding me and telling stories when I was a kid."

Wang Hong snorted and suddenly staggered. He was only focused on arguing with Yang Yan, and almost sprained his foot.Yang Yan originally wanted to say a few words of concern, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them.

(End of this chapter)