At night in the desert, the night is as cold as ice, which can directly freeze people to the point that even the blood stops flowing. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The trembling prefect could no longer sit still, the night had just begun, and it seemed that the air was frozen in the air. He cheekily tried to get close to the hazy firelight, but there were already three layers inside and three layers outside, and there was no space at all. When the prefect tried to squeeze in and find a little warmth in the fire, he was confronted with a bright sword, merciless invective, and ridicule.

The prefect could only retreat, and wanted to find a place in the sand cave to escape the cold of the night wind. But in addition to refusal, it is a resentful face and a vicious curse. The prefect could only return to his original sand dunes and quietly watch the moon alone. He knew he couldn't just sit, and it was easier to get killed by the cold. But he no longer had the strength to get back on his feet. The moonlight is bright and the starry sky is brilliant. The prefect was getting colder and colder, and a deep sleepiness came to his heart.

Is it all over? The surroundings are so peaceful! The prefect, who had fallen into a coma, seemed to have returned to his hometown, back to when he was a child, and his mother took him to the temple more than ten miles away to offer incense.

It's so lively! It was full of people, bustling, noisy and noisy. His mother hugged him, who was only a few years old, and held a few pillars of high incense, and walked towards the top of the mountain step by step. There was a temple there, and the mountain road was crowded with pilgrims, and in the mist of incense, a Taoist priest received them, talking to his mother.

"Fat boy, come here." The mother was calling his nickname with a smile on her face, her left hand waving softly, waiting for her son to come to her side.

"This is my son, and he is about to be enlightened. He's smart! When I took him to meet my husband, he was full of praise. I'm so happy! The mother said proudly to the Taoist, her face full of pride for her son, as if she could emit light.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! The small Taoist friends are full of heaven, the earth pavilion is round, the blessings are profound, and the fortune is prosperous. In the future, there will be a day when the title of the gold list will be inscribed, and the poor road will congratulate the lady and the little son in advance! The Taoist said with a smile on his face.

At this time, the mother's happy face was full of smiles, and she left a lot of incense money, which was enough for the whole family to use for many days. The prefect was distressed. staring at which Taoist priest closely, I always felt that this Taoist priest was so young and familiar. It's like I've seen it somewhere.

The mother and her son knelt down in front of the gods reverently, praying reverently, and the young prefect looked at the mother with a serious face, bowing once, twice, and three times. Then I also picked up the stick holder and started shaking. A bamboo skewer fell to the ground. The mother picked it up a little nervously. He immediately walked out with his son. When the prefect left, he looked back at the statue of the god on the main hall, and felt as if the god was about to say something to him.

It was still the Taoist priest who unsigned, and his mother respectfully handed over the signature to the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest took it and looked at it, smiled and said something to his mother. When the mother left with her son, she even walked much more briskly.

When he returned home, his grandfather rarely drank 2 taels more wine for dinner, stared at his eldest grandson with a red face, and said, "Fat boy! In the future, you must remember to study hard and glorify your ancestors. If it is true as the Taoist chief said, our family must return three sacrifices to God and thank God for his grace. Even if I sell my land and sell it, grandpa, I'm happy! ”

A few years have passed, and the young prefect has really been proud all the way, from a child to a showman, lifting people. After killing many levels, it is time to enter Beijing to take the exam. But at this time, my mother fell ill.

When the dying mother still wanted her son to go to the temple to thank the Taoist chief, and ask the gods to bless her son from high school in one fell swoop, the title of the gold list. The young man's righteous prefect tearfully agreed. But until he saw his mother off, he never remembered his mother's instructions.

After three years of filial piety, the prefect completely forgot his mother's words. It wasn't until on the way to the capital, in the crowd of people who came to see him off, that a Taoist priest smiled at him that the prefect realized that he seemed to have forgotten something!

The prefect has forgotten a lot, forgotten that ten years have passed, the Taoist looks the same as before, he has forgotten his mother's advice, and he has made a promise with his mother when he is busy. The title of the gold list is located downstream. High-ranking officials have to do it, but they are always on the border. The prefect likes money, and he is desperately trying to make money, just to have enough money to work up and down, and for himself to enjoy all the glory and wealth even if his career is not smooth. He carefully devoted himself to becoming an official and making a fortune to keep his black yarn. He disdained the resentful eyes of the people under his rule. The arrogance of the **** under his rule, he swallowed his anger. As long as there is peace. I've taken care of everything, and I'm going to move around at the end of my term and leave this ghost place. Continue your career.

He still came to this desert, but why is there no one in the desert, under the moonlight, the whole desert is dead and silent. What about their own men, the officers and soldiers they brought? Where are they all and where have they gone?

Emptiness, silence, cold, hunger, thirst, exhaustion, loneliness, fear.... The prefect finally remembered what the Taoist had said after congratulating his mother.

The sky is high and the clouds are clear, and there are several weights before and after, if you forget the grace of God, you will fall into the sand and mud and fall nine! When my mother left, I seem to have told myself! In that reluctant gaze, he was obviously full of expectations for himself, why did he forget?

"You don't want to die, you unconscious!"

"Have you forgotten that you are a Han Chinese?"

"Why are you favoring them, they are not your own people!"

"I don't accept it, you dumb official, you will have retribution...."Countless questions sounded in the ears of the prefect, as if countless people were scolding, questioning, and cursing in his ears...

These were once regarded as jokes by him, and the breeze passed through his ears, and he laughed at them, and he would be left behind in the blink of an eye.

The deep darkness, the endless loneliness, the solidified cold, the hunger, the thirst, the death. Is this your own retribution?。。。

The prefect's consciousness became more and more blurred, and he fell more and more towards the darkness. In the moonlight, the prefect was motionless, like a statue, cold and lonely.

"Will you repent?" A familiar figure suddenly sounded in the boundless darkness, waking up the consciousness of the prefect, who was already about to fall into a complete sleep.

"Who are you?" The prefect finally came to his senses and asked.

"Don't you remember me?" The voice remembered again, and a Taoist appeared in front of the prefect's eyes.

"It's you!" The prefect looked at the smile in front of him and the Xidi Taoist, and looked at the face that had never changed, all the memories came to his heart at once, all kinds of tastes, thousands of regrets, indescribable.

"I was wrong, I really know I was wrong... The prefect finally couldn't help it and cried again, this time he was really sad and repentant.....

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" The Taoist priest smiled and bowed. It's exactly the same expression and the same action when we first met. But gradually disappeared in front of the prefect. The prefect was frightened and just wanted to stay. only to find that all the darkness around him was gone.

Light! Infinite light, infinite light, endless light. The prefect felt that he was in a sea of light, warm, kind, and comfortable.

"Master, master, wake up, wake up!" The prefect felt someone calling out to him in his ear.

The prefect slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was also light, the light of the sun. Then there are the worried faces of their own entourage.

"Help me up!" The prefect commanded.

A moment later, the prefect spoke.

"Where are we?" The prefect asked. (To be continued.) )