Nightfall

The Taoist Temple was very quiet, only Ning Que's footsteps echoed in the corridor.

Walking down the stone ladder to the upper level of the Taoist Hall, he looked towards the stone window on the side of the corridor. A light rain floated from outside the hall, and gently spilled on Sang Sang's green clothes and expressionless cheeks.

Looking at this scene, Ning Que's emotions are a little complicated. She who was washed by Chun Yu seems to have become a lot lighter, and her breath has become a lot clearer. She seems to leave the world at any time.

After seeing the broken stone statue of Buddha in Lanke Temple, Sang Sang became ill and began to be tired like human beings, occasionally coughing, but she became less and less human at the same time.

Was it left behind by the world's red dust, or returned to the kingdom of God, this is the problem facing Sang Sang, and also the problem that the college wants to solve. There will be back and forth, so he is a little nervous, but he doesn't care.

He walked over to Sang Sang and looked at the capital of Qi State outside the stone window in the rain. The two did not speak, standing silently side by side, seeming to engrave the streets in the spring rain.

The street was washed very clean by rain, but after a while, the rain on the area was gradually reddish. Seeing the shade of the color, a lot of blood should have flowed from the temple.

The Taoist Temple was still dead. The cavalry commander of the Xiling Temple and his subordinates executed Ning Que's request perfectly, and there was no sound during the slaughter.

After another period of time, the sound of the opening of the main entrance of the Taoist Temple sounded below. Ning Que saw the cavalry of the Shuqi Temple, rushed into the spring rain at a very fast speed, and then ran off in several directions.

These cavalrymen will rush back to Taoshan and report the latest situation to the adults in the temple. In addition, they will also notify the temple cavalry and principals stationed outside the capital.

Two thousand Xiling Temple cavalry followed, and Ning Que had always been curious about who the principal was.

The cavalry of the Xiling Temple rushing towards the south street of the city suddenly raised a banner in his hand like a blood streamer. Shouting loudly, as if admonishing the people on the street.

Although Chun Yu was not violent, but so far apart, the voice of the cavalry became a little vague, but Ning Que felt how sharp she was and clearly heard that sentence.

"Those who disrespect the light will be condemned!"

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Ning Que is very clear that Tian Xun is just a statement. He and Sang Sang have been together for 20 years. When will I see her to criticize who? What's more, it takes effort to stab someone with a knife.

In the history of mankind, on behalf of Haotian condemned and slaughtered, or condemned and slaughtered in the name of Haotian. It will always be the Xiling Temple, and Haotian doesn't even know those things at all.

Sang Sang was a little tired. He went to rest. He stood by the stone window and looked at the capital city of Qi in the rain. Listening to the crying and shouting of the rain, there was no expression on his face.

In the far distance of the wind and rain, there was a shout of killing. Every once in a while, a cavalry squad from the Xiling Temple came to the Taoist Temple, untied the bag under the saddle, and poured the contents of the bag on the stone steps in front of the temple.

The bags contained human heads.

Day and night passed like this, and the number of people on the stone steps in front of the Taoist Temple became more and more. The **** smell became stronger and stronger, and the rain couldn't dilute half of it.

There are several counties around the capital city of Qi, and the deacons of the priests who had participated in the **** cleansing of the previous Daomen, as well as ordinary Taoists. A total of 180 people were decapitated by cavalry in the Xiling Temple.

The heads on the stone steps are piled up like a hill, and some heads open their eyes unwillingly. Some heads are full of expressions of repentance and fear, regardless of whether the masters of these heads are distinguished priests in red. The little man who was forced to get involved in the torrent now has blood on his face and can't see any difference.

Sang Sang woke up and ate a bowl of white porridge and two steamed buns filled with beef and radishes under his service. Then he walked to the stone window and looked at the head of the hill piled up in front of the temple.

The morning light was so fresh, and the face painting in front of the temple was so bloody. The holy flame ignited on the head pile and quickly became violent. The rain could not be quenched. Instead, it helped the fire.

In the blazing flames, you can vaguely see the burned deformation of those head faces, as if those who have died can still feel the pain, the facial features are twisted, angry and frightened.

An unpleasant smell of burnt smell permeated the Taoist temple.

In the spring rain, thousands of Qi people were looking at the scene in front of them. The expression on their faces was finally not as numb as usual. It seemed a little frightened, and more of it looked at the excitement.

"I am Haotian."

Sang Sang looked at the pile of heads in the fire and said blankly: "My will, humans must obey."

Ning Que thought about it and said, "Or you can change obedience to another description."

Sang Sang glanced at him and said, "For example?"

Ning Que said: "Although I have no faith, but I want to come here, there should be an element of love."

Sang Sang said: "Humans will never love me."

Ning Que looked at the tearful middle-aged priest in front of the temple and said, "I brought you to Qi Kingdom, just to remind you that someone has been loving you, even if it dies."

Sang Sang said: "That's because I am Haotian."

Ning Que shook his head and said, "In order to save you, Chen Cun died, Hua Yin died, Song Xixi died, and many people in the Temple of Light died. At that time, you were not Hao Tian, ​​but the daughter of Hades."

Sang Sang said: "That's because they believed Wei Guangming's words."

Ning Que said: "But is this belief not precious?"

Sang Sang was silent.

Ning Que said: "You said that Master Qishan saved you just to save all beings, and you are not among all beings, so he didn't really love you, what about the people in the temple of light? What about your teacher Wei Guangming? You do n’t know that you are Haotian, they love you, and when you know you are Haotian, they love you too, they love you unconditionally, so why ca n’t you give them the same love? "

Sang Sang said: "So I should love the world?"

Ning Que said: "The first article in the Xiling Temple said: God loves the world."

Sang Sang said: "I don't love anymore."

Ning Que said, "Because it's too tiring?"

Sang Sang glanced at him and said, "Your joke often has no logic."

Ning Que said: "Otherwise why don't you love?"

Sang Sang said: "Why should I love the world?"

Ning Que thought about it and found that it was indeed a problem.

No matter which world it is, all questions are afraid to keep asking, just like the love word that human beings always remember. Once asked, where will there be an echo?

Yeah, why must love? Why do mothers love their children? Why do women love their men? Why do people love their country?

Even if it seems that there is no conditional love, looking at the deepest point, you can only get a cold and cold answer that is difficult to breathe.

Ning Que does not know how to answer this question. Just as in Dahe Kingdom, he and she did not explain love clearly, so now, he cannot explain to her what love is.

at this time. Over the long street in the spring rain, a shrine came slowly. The mantle around the shrine is dark red, and when it is wetted by rain, it seems to be bleeding, appearing to be killed.

Ruling the constellation. Come to the land of the earth again.

Ning Que had no accidents. When he was on the bank of the South China Sea, he had vaguely guessed who the main cavalry of the Xiling Temple was. The **** cleansing of this day and night confirmed his judgment.

In such a short period of time to make such an important decision, and has the ability to implement, there are only a few people in the Xiling Temple, and she directly governs the Temple Cavalry. the most possible.

"I don't want to see these people."

Sang Sang turned and walked into the room, his voice looked tired.

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"The three counties of Qi, all those who disrespect the light are dead."

Ye Hongyu said: "The official decree of the temple should be sent to the countries in the near future, ruling that the temple has been dispatched in advance. I believe it will not take long for this cleaning to end."

Ning Que looked at her and frowned slightly, always feeling that this matter was not so simple.

Ye Hongyu plucked the divine crown. He looked at him and said, "I want to see Haotian."

The scene at this time is really similar to the autumn a few years ago.

Ning Que is the same as then. Reaching out to take over the crown of God in her hand.

Ye Hongyu did not give him.

Ning Que said, "I'm earning so quickly? I think you still ..."

Ye Hongyu said: "Don't be slick, I'm not the idiot Mo Shanshan, I don't want to rob men with Haotian."

Ning Que said: "Aren't you not a slick tongue?"

Ye Hongyu wiped off the raindrops on her black hair and said, "Stop talking nonsense and quickly lead the way."

Ning Que Bu Yue said: "Knowing that I am Haotian's man, I do not know to respect it."

Ye Hongyu threw the divine crown casually on the table and said, "How can one be respected if he eats soft rice?"

Ning Que said angrily: "You say it again!"

Ye Hongyu tightened his slightly wet black hair and said, "You're the one who eats soft rice."

Ning Que suddenly understood Chen Pipi's previous feelings.

He said angrily: "It is not so easy to eat Haotian's soft rice!"

Ye Hongyu said, "It's not easy to eat soft rice."

It ’s not easy for the two to say that it ’s not obvious that Ning Que is very embarrassed, and there is no way to continue this topic, saying, “She does n’t want to see the people in the temple.”

Ye Hongyu thought for a while and said, "Alright, I don't want to kneel down on her."

Ning Que said: "It seems that your faith is not as firm as you said before."

Ye Hongyu was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Faith and hatred ~ www.readwn.com ~ Which is more important?"

Ning Que didn't understand why she asked this question, thinking about the revenge in Chang'an City, thinking about the murder in Xuehu, he said: "If it is me, naturally revenge is more important."

"Of course, that's because I don't have any faith."

He looked at Ye Hongyu and said solemnly: "As for how you choose, I can't give specific suggestions. I just want to say, what can make you happy, you just do it."

Ye Hongyu thought about it and said, "This is the truth from the heart?"

Ning Que said: "Yes, instinct and instinct are always the most powerful."

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(If the sky is old, I am old, so I am sick. I am a mortal. I am still a middle-aged fat man who rarely exercises. I ca n’t get a little sick. , I want to hurry up, 200,000 this month, still looking at me on the last day, I wish you all good health and everything goes well.)