Conquer the World

Chapter 970 Do You Know Who He Is

Fang Xie glanced at the granary on the side of the hillside that had not been damaged a little, and then looked at the awful Yan Zeng, who was standing opposite the white face.

"It is not your fault to lead the soldiers. It is merit not to burn the granary, so I will not kill you. If you are willing to stay in my Black Flag Army to do something, I will arrange a suitable place for you. If you are not willing to stay, Leave with you. "

"Yan Li is really dead?"

Yan Zeng asked again.

"Yes"

Fang Xie nodded: "He and Mu Guangling's only son, Mu Xianjun, took 5,000 soldiers and horses to guard Penglai Island. They were besieged by foreign sailors, and the sea route was cut off by foreign sailors. The Mufu on the land could not help them. The two took their soldiers to death for more than a month, and they heard that all were killed, and none survived. "

Yan Zeng smiled bitterly: "I always thought that I was more responsible than him, and he would be more successful than him, so I would stay away from Dongjiang. What does it mean for him to die even if I have success in the future? His death, Death at such a height can only make me look up. "

He looked to Fang Jie: "Eastern Xinjiang is fighting hard, why are you leading the army north?"

"I have sent 100,000 troops to Dongjiang to aid Mu Guangling. The reason why I did not bring all the people eastward is because you know how much the Black Flag's movement will affect. If I take all the forces of the Black Flag to the east I'm afraid that the southwest that I worked so hard and hard will be occupied by others. And wherever I lead my troops to the east, those people will be assured to let me pass hundreds of thousands of troops? "

After Yan Zeng was silent for a while, his face suddenly changed: "Do you think Dongjiang can't keep it?"

Fang Xie didn't answer, just looked at Yan Zeng.

"I see. The Gongzheng Town expected Dongjiang could not keep it, so you led troops to attack Chang'an."

"Chang'an City has no meaning to Da Sui now, even if no one has attacked it, but Chang'an City is not Chang'an City of the Yang family for a long time. It would be best to block foreigners in Dongjiang, if not Live, Chang'an City is the last line of defense. Once the foreigners break through Changan, in a sense, the Chinese are lost. I can't believe others, so I want to guard Changan by myself. "

Fang Xie said slowly.

Yan Zeng thought for a while and said, "Can you return the men and women in Liyin City, I will go back to Dongjiang."

"With you ten thousand people, you can't reach Dongjiang at all."

Fang Xie shook his head: "Even if you really return to Dongjiang to fight foreign enemies, how many people will be regarded as a piece of fat on the way back by your ten thousand people? Not everyone is willing to put their own strength They are all used to resist foreign enemies, and the number of bystanders may be more than those willing to throw their heads to shed blood. "

"The Central Plains ..."

Yan Zeng shook his head: "Why can we never have one mind at this time?"

"Not just us."

Fang Xie said: "This is not only the Han people in this world, it is also true of any nation. Some people are willing to protect their homeland without regrets even if they die. Some people feel that no matter who sits on the river, it is enough for them to be peaceable people. Not all of them are easy to meet, and those who have influence in the family do not necessarily understand the national justice. In another place, if we are a country where we have invaded foreigners, then some people will resist and some will surrender. "

Yan Zeng asked: "The town's grandfather would not let me go, but he wanted me to lead soldiers to help you attack Chang'an?"

"I have no shortage of troops for you and no one like you."

Fang Xie glanced at Yan Zeng: "People like you can be regarded as generals. It's really a pity to let you go. But the husband is still unstoppable, and I don't mean to leave you forcibly. There is one more you, in my heart Naturally happy. Without you, it won't make me sleepy. "

"it is good"

After being silent for a while, Yan Zeng nodded: "I can assist the Grandpa Guo to go north, and the defenders who go north to Sanguan and Sixteen Cities will be more familiar with me. If I write a letter to advise surrender, several people will agree. "

Fang Xie nodded: "If so, it is not only a great contribution, but also a great virtue."

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Western Region

prairie

Dalunsi

Kuoktai Mengge has boarded this magnificent temple many times. In the past, the temple roads will be filled with monks to welcome him. Some people will play beautiful music and some will sprinkle bright flowers. But this time, when he walked up to Dalun Temple, he seemed a little lonely.

There are no people on either side of the road, it looks like a temple that has been abandoned for a long time.

A huge scar runs through Dalun Temple. If Dalun Temple is regarded as a huge sand sculpture, then this scar is smashed by a naughty man with a wooden stick on the sand sculpture, destroying this perfectly magnificent building appearance. It used to be an irreplaceable sacred place in the hearts of hundreds of millions of herders on the grassland. If they can enter the Dalun Temple, they will never forget it.

The war did not destroy the temple, but it more or less destroyed the faith of some people.

"I know you will come sooner or later."

The sound didn't know where it came from, as if it were in the far sky, and it seemed to be in the ear. When Kokotaimunge heard this voice, he shivered involuntarily. At that time, he had ambitious intentions to destroy Buddhism and bring the dominance of the Golden Family to unprecedented heights. However, when the war seemed to end, he learned some secrets, so that now he has any ambitions, as if he had lost his mental body.

"I don't know who you are, but I don't believe you are God."

Mengge paused, looked up at Dalun Temple: "God is ruthless, but now you are mocking me. You seem to be waiting for me to appear in front of you like a defeated man, accept Your satire. "

"If I am not God, then who dares to say that I am God?"

The ethereal sound seems to come from another world, not with a little anger. This was the second time that Mengge heard this voice. The first time was the day he thought he was going to break the Dalun Temple.

"What is your understanding of God?"

The voice asked.

"universal"

Brother answered.

The voice disappeared for a while, and then said with some emotion: "I am not omnipotent. After all, there are still things in this world that I cannot do. You say that God is omnipotent, but it is actually a wrong understanding. God is not omnipotent, if it is If it does, then I will not deliberately reshape the world without doing anything. "

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Mongo asked.

"I want the world to go in the right direction, not to go through the mistakes again."

"one more time?"

Brother Meng didn't understand.

"Yes, again ... what I have experienced is something you will never imagine. Exhausting your best efforts to imagine what **** looks like, you can think of it as less than one ten thousandth of real hell. .If you've ever seen that kind of hell, you won't doubt my decision. "

"I don't even know what your decision is."

"You don't need to know, you just have to obey."

"What if I disobey?"

Mengge asked seriously.

The sound disappeared for a long time, before it appeared. At this time, the temple door was squeaked open from the inside, and an old monk who seemed old enough to die at any time came out slowly with a cane. The threshold that was not too high seemed to him an extremely difficult mountain to climb over.

"come in"

It took a long time for the old monk to step out of the threshold. After saying a word, he actually went back again, and then lifted his foot again hard. After a long time, he stepped over the other foot.

"So difficult to come out and just say a word and go back, why do you come out?"

Mongo asked.

"Some things can't be escaped."

The old monk glanced back at him: "Everyone has a threshold in front of you. You don't feel the need to step over because you see the scenery outside the door in the door and feel it's the same if you can't get out. The door is open, you think You can see clearly. Actually you didn't see clearly because the door is very large. "

What he said seemed a bit introductory, and then he smiled, "This is what the last person told me, I always think it is a fart ..."

"Last person?"

Mengge feels more and more mysterious about Buddhism.

"Who was the last person?"

"Who was the last person?"

The old monk seemed to think about it carefully, and then naturally answered: "The last person is the last me, the next person is the next me ... why are you so stupid?"

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"Do you know why I stepped that threshold?"

The old monk asked Meng.

"I don't know, you explained for a long time, and I didn't understand."

Brother answered.

"Everything I said just now, the evil I said was his answer when I asked the last person. I asked why he was so eager to cross that threshold. That's what he said, and I didn't understand it at the time. But I'm different from him. The reason why I crossed that threshold is because I want to know how long I can live ... When I can't even reach a threshold, I guess it's not far from death. But I don't Fear is not sad ... there are so many people in the world, how many of them are really dead without any desire? "

Brother Meng wants to say that you are really boring, but he is too lazy to say anything in a bad mood.

"Ask you one more question."

The old monk squinted and looked at Mengge, it seemed that he did not care about Mengge's thoughts: "Do you know why Buddhism exists?"

"why?"

Mengge repeated it, and then thought carefully: "To control the people?"

"Well, it's a pretty standard answer."

The old monk nodded: "In fact, if there was no King of the Great Wheel more than a thousand years ago, the Buddhism would still appear. I heard that there was a country called Nanyan in the Central Plains. I forgot the name of the monk. Maybe the buddha of the great monk is the real buddha. The Buddha of the Buddhism is not the real buddha ... specifically, I cannot fully explain it. "

"He asked you to come out and pick me up?"

Brother Mongolia is not interested in the topic of the old monk.

"he?"

The old monk thought for a moment: "Yes ... do you know who he is?"

"Can you not always ask, can you answer my question?"

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The old monk shook his head and said seriously: "I have lived for so many years. I don't think I can find more answers than you have. I may be dying, so I think more urgently than you Know the answer. Simply put ... why should I answer you? "

Then he asked: "Do you know, what is Buddhism? Do you know who he is?"

"You are really confused."

Meng shook his head and stopped talking.

"He ..."

The old monk murmured softly: "It's the demon ... the demon who wants to dominate the world."