"Maybe my words and deeds are a little sharp, but everything I do is for the good of the whole Wu clan. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info The general trend of the world is like a surging wind, and the seasons change. Among them, there are also man-made forces. It's like when it's dark and we have to light torches, and when it's cold we have to add clothes. In the face of irresistible forces, we must follow the trend and wait for the opportunity to move. Now, the whole world has changed drastically, and if you continue to rest on your laurels, you will really extinguish the last flame of the Witch Clan. ”

Although Yang Mucheng was surrounded by the natives, he was not panicked, and after the natives shouted a little quieter, he spoke in a deep voice. His voice was not loud, but at this time, he deliberately used his internal strength to speak, and every word was clearly transmitted to the ears of the big witch in the hut.

"Go with the flow?!"

After a long time, the words of the Great Witch slowly rang out. Said: "It's a good one to follow the trend, now it's going to destroy my home, and people have to follow the trend?" ”

"Great Witch, would you like to listen to my class tell you some of my insights on the will of the gods and the inheritance of the Dharma?"

Yang Mucheng spoke indifferently and put on a posture of wanting to make a long speech.

"The Wu clan has been inherited for thousands of years, and every time there is a trouble, it can turn evil into good fortune, and the reason is that there are nobles who appear to help. Whether your Excellency is a noble person or a disaster star, we must study it carefully. If you have something, please say it. ”

After the voice of the Great Witch came out, the other people who were fussy also quieted down.

"In our Celestial Empire, there are many faiths. Some people believe in Buddha, some believe in Taoism, some believe in God, and some believe in gods. What I want to tell you today is a legend about the belief in the Buddha. ”

Yang Mucheng paused for a moment and said: "It is said that the Buddhist master Shakyamuni Buddha is alive, and he has been preaching the scriptures for forty-nine years, and those who deserve it will be saved. The demon king Bo Xun saw that Shakyamuni Buddha had saved many people, and he felt very uncomfortable, so he came to see the Buddha and asked the Buddha to hurry up Nirvana, telling him that he had crossed many people and could nirvana. The Buddha also felt that his fate with the sentient beings had arrived, so he agreed to the request of the demon king. ”

Speaking of this, Yang Mucheng deliberately paused, wanting to see if the Great Witch could understand what he said and whether he was interested in such a story. It's a pity that the big witch sat in the dark hut, always with his eyes closed, silent, with no joy or sorrow on his face, and he couldn't guess any of his thoughts.

"The Buddha wants to be destroyed in Nirvana, and the Demon King thinks he has attained the Tao, and the two have a very classic dialogue."

Yang Mucheng saw that Da Wu didn't say anything, so he continued. Said: "When the demon king saw that the Buddha promised Nirvana, he said, after you become Nirvana, I will definitely destroy your Dharma." The Buddha said that the Dharma is the Dharma and no force can destroy it. The demon king also said that justice will always exist, and evil will not disappear. Human nature is evil, and it is easy to learn bad and difficult to learn. You have perished as a Buddha, and there will naturally be fewer and fewer people who believe in you. When the time comes, I will be able to completely cut off your incense and inheritance. ”

"The Buddha said, I have Buddhist scriptures left for the world to pass on. The demon king said that the classics are dead words, and if you want to educate all living beings and future generations, someone needs to explain them. The Buddha said that I have a Sangha treasure to leave in the world and educate the world. The demon king said, "I will let my descendants mingle with your Sangha treasure, put on your clothes, destroy your Dharma, and distort your scriptures." When the time comes, you can naturally cut off your Dharma and lineage. ”

Speaking of this, Yang Mucheng paused again. Although the Great Witch was still silent, his brows had already wrinkled inadvertently, locked together.

Finally, the Demon King laughed and led the crowd away.

Yang Mucheng let out a long sigh and made an end to this story.

"A boy from the East, is this the end of your story? Justice and the inheritance of the gods, destined to be broken? ”

After another moment of silence, the Great Witch finally spoke.

"Nope. The Buddha also left a sentence and taught it to the descendants of the Sangha. ”

Yang Mucheng saw that Da Wu was interested, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, knowing that he had begun to impress him.

"What did the gods leave behind?"

The Great Witch asked again.

"If there is really the end of the Dharma on the day of the end, I will lead my disciples to change their clothes, enter the world to practice, and revise the Dharma!"

Yang Mucheng spoke word by word, loudly.

For such stories, in fact, there are also Western countries. Pandora's treasure box is opened, and endless disasters fly out of it. However, the last elf who came belatedly was called Hope. Despite the pain caused by the disaster, people have been able to live with strength because of hope.

Yang Mucheng believes that there must be many such stories circulating in the land of Africa. He just hopes to use this way to awaken Dawu's flexible thinking.

Sure enough, after a long time, the Great Witch finally spoke slowly, "Do you mean to say that if you reach the era of the end of the law, you have to let go of the faith in your heart in order to survive?" ”

"It's not."

Yang Mucheng said: "I think the meaning in this story is that when the era of the end of the Dharma comes, we must insist on the faith in our hearts, but in another way to adhere to our beliefs. Even the gods must be able to adapt to various environments and forms of survival. With good thoughts, everywhere you go is a witch clan, why stick to this barren forest and landscape. ”

"Be flexible! Even if it's a god, you have to be flexible......"

The Great Witch was silent for a while, and then said, "Young man from the East, come here, let me see you." ”

Yang Mucheng nodded in agreement, looked at the two black men who had been slightly out of the way from the door although he was a little reluctant, and walked to the door of the hut.

It was only at this time that Yang Mucheng really saw the appearance of the Great Witch. It was a black man with a body of about one meter eight tall, a very uniform figure, not fat, but also not thin. His complexion was good, with a faint glow, and he looked healthy, even a little sacred.

Yang Mucheng couldn't guess how old he was, but when he saw his eyes, he felt as if he had touched a touch of cool lake water, pure, peaceful, and without a trace of distractions.

The Great Witch was dressed in a colorful cloth robe, and held in his hand a string of beads made from the seeds of unknown trees or the bones of animals. Behind him was the little girl named Ava with an angry face holding a knife.

"Young man from the East, can you walk with me, an old man, in this barren forest?"

Yang Mucheng was stared at by the Great Witch for a full two minutes before hearing him speak.

"Everything is at the command of the Great Witch."

Yang Mucheng did not refuse.

"Let's go."

The Great Witch reached out and picked up a smooth cane from the side, supported his body to stand up, and walked out of the hut.

When the natives outside saw the big witch appear, they all bowed slightly, saluting as if they had seen the emperor.

"The young man from the East is our honored guest, I will take him for a walk, don't disturb you. As for the matter of staying at home, I will make my own arrangements, so everyone does not have to worry. Under the protection of the gods, the Wu clan will not be destroyed. ”

The Great Witch waved his hand around and spoke solemnly.

"Ahh Ahh ――”

"Ahh Ahh ――”

"Ahh Ahh ――”

Hearing the Great Witch's words, the natives all screamed excitedly. It was as if the dark clouds of invasion that had hung over the barren forest for days had vanished, and the entire Wu clan had regained its light.

With another wave of his hand, the natives dispersed and soon disappeared into the primeval jungle. Everything is as plain as the silent mountain forest.

After all the onlookers had dispersed, the Great Witch walked to the back of the hut with his cane. Behind him, not only followed Yang Mucheng, but also Ava and Raymond with knives, and Razor two bodyguards.

Yang Mucheng didn't speak, didn't even look around too much, watched all the surroundings and movements, just quietly followed the big witch and walked forward.

Although there are rocks and trees around the trees from time to time along the way, ditches and ditches, ups and downs, but the big witch seems to walk slowly, and shuttling between the mountains and forests is actually like walking on flat ground. Ten minutes later, Yang Mucheng figured out that they had walked a full five or six miles of mountain road.

It wasn't until he came to a very quiet pool surrounded by mountains and rivers that the Great Witch stopped. Next to the waterhole, there is a very simple gazebo. It is said to be a gazebo, but in fact, it is just a few pieces of wood put together, barely blocking the sun, and the wind and rain are categorically unable to block it.

The Great Witch sat in the pavilion, Raymond and Razor habitually stood outside, while Ava went inside, crouching on the Great Witch's knees like a kitten. The Great Witch reached out and stroked the top of her head, his eyes full of love. Sitting down in the pavilion, the big witch beckoned and motioned for Yang Mucheng to walk in.

Yang Mucheng stood beside Dawu and bowed slightly to show respect.

"What do you see?"

Da Wu pointed to the waterfall opposite with his cane and spoke to Yang Mucheng.

Yang Mucheng followed the direction pointed by Dawu, and when he looked at it, he saw that there were large reliefs on the hanging cliff that was more than ten meters above the ground.

Those reliefs are extremely rough, but if you look closely, you can see that they are scenes of gods descending into the world, exorcising demons and subduing demons, and blessings and blessings. Not to mention the quality of these paintings, just to say that such paintings can be completed on this hanging cliff, which is already amazing.

"This is the sacred place of the Wu people for thousands of years, and the gods have left miracles here to guide us to survive. Wouldn't it be blasphemy against the gods if we gave up this place lightly? ”

Dawu looked at the paintings next to the waterfall, and his eyes suddenly became complex and profound.

At this time, the sky was approaching dusk, and the sunlight, which was no longer hot, fell a faint halo from the gaps between the leaves, shining on the old man sitting in the gazebo, adding a bit of solemnity.

Yang Mucheng looked at the face painting on the stone wall, and then looked at the solemn Dawu, but did not speak. All he wanted was to help the Wu Clan and Rosa mediate, settle the matter peacefully, and avoid disputes, but he didn't know that there was such a secret story hidden here.

"Although I am an old man who is dying and has never been out of the woods a few times in my life, I also know that the outside world is changing. Blind stubbornness will make the entire Wu clan pay the price of blood. So, it's not like I haven't thought about being flexible. But if we abandon the entire wilderness and the miracles of our ancestors thousands of years ago, our generation will become traitors to the gods and outcasts of the heavens. This matter really bothered me too much. ”

Da Wu looked at the silent Yang Mucheng, frowned and said a long sentence.

Facing the mural next to the waterfall, Yang Mucheng sighed deeply.

Now he suddenly feels like he saw the tree of life called Eva in the movie "Avatar", the witch people regard it as life, but they can't help but be bombarded to pieces by life, Yang Mucheng is very sad in his heart. Suddenly, he felt like a sinner.

In his heart, of course, he hoped that he could keep the peace of this land. However, after looking at the map on his mobile phone, he knew that it was impossible for the Ruth family to let go of this land.

In the event of a clash between modern civilization and an ancient homeland, where should we go? (To be continued.) )