Life and death come and go

Shedhead puppet

When the first line is broken

Down

- Ami "Flower Glasses"

The poem is inscribed on the mottled pale grey stone walls, and any visitor to the Brahma Myoja Temple will first pass by and see it.

Someone just glanced at it and strode by, with a puppet under his armpit, hurrying to take a good place for a blessing ceremony later.

Some people stopped for a while, not to have an understanding, but to stand in front of it and ask their friends to quickly take a few photos so that they can post them on social networks to show off.

There are also people like Zhu Jue, standing in front of the wall, silent for a long time, stunned for a while.

It was the man I had seen in the mask shop before, the man with the cloak next to him, to be exact, he just stood by and whispered something about it.

"The meaning of this poem is that life is nothing more than a puppet manipulating the body of the body through the thread of the soul, and when the soul leaves the body, the remaining body is just scattered waste like a puppet with a broken string"

There were tour guides nearby who were explaining to the tourists who were following them, and those people seemed to understand what they were listening to, and soon some people shouted to hurry up and visit the Brahma Mingwang Temple, instead of analyzing it outside around a stone wall.

"Brahma Myungwang Temple is such a magnificent building. ”

Li Qinglian's gaze also didn't stay on the stone wall for too long, and soon shifted to the building behind the wall, shocked, I really couldn't think of any gorgeous words to describe, I could only smack my lips and sigh again and again, and Wu Tong and Olivia next to me were the same.

When they arrived, it was nearly dusk, and the sunset was thousands of miles, and the orange light and the deep blue sky reflected the world.

The overall octagonal layout of the Brahma Mingwang Temple is like a heavenly palace standing between the clouds and mist, which is a kind of magnificence that cannot be described in words, because it cannot be taken into the eyes at a glance, no matter from which angle you look at it, in the end you can only be left with infinite emotion.

"We may have to go in early, otherwise the square inside will probably be crowded with a lot of people later, and the ceremony should be about to start, let's go." ”

Zhu Jue finally glanced at the man and the cloaked man over there, and unexpectedly found that the cloaked man seemed to be looking at him as well, because his body was on the sideways sideways, but Zhu Jue didn't care much, and led a few people to follow the crowd into the Brahma Mingwang Temple.

In the square in front of the Brahma Temple, a considerable number of people have gathered, and in the center of the place, some costumed performers are holding some plastic swords, guns, swords and halberds parade back and forth.

Zhu Jue relied on his strong body, and forced a lot of people to move forward.

"You see, they all have dolls in their hands. ”

Li Qinglian stood behind Zhu Jue, pointing at the person in front of her, either grasping it, or holding it under her armpit, or carrying it on her shoulder, she mentioned this problem on the way here, but she never said that she wanted to buy two puppets to burn.

"They started preparing. ”

Zhu Jue's gaze had been on the other side of the square, separated by two empty roads separated by colored ribbons, and at this time, someone was driving a tall mechanical horse covered in colorful satin and charms pulling two iron basins with a diameter of nearly ten meters.

It's the first time I've seen such a scene.

It should be that the iron basin is too big for ordinary horses to pull, but if it is replaced by something like a wagon, it will make people feel discordant, after all, it is this kind of solemn blessing ceremony at the moment, and if two large trucks really have to be driven, the atmosphere here is estimated to be disturbed at all.

So I don't know who came up with this method, specially built two mechanical horses, and they are not ordinary sizes, not counting the horse's head, but the height of the horse's back is nearly three meters or so, which is a huge mechanical horse that can be used as a prop to pull the iron basin.

It stands to reason that this form of things should also be a little weird, but the miscellaneous things on this horse completely cover up the original technological elements on its body, or use these bright things to divert people's attention.

The sound of the horse's hooves and kicking seemed to be in line with some kind of pattern, and several people in bright robes and oil paint on their faces stood on the horse's back and made various movements, holding white stripes in their hands, some of which looked like the spirit sticks of the Chinese legend of the Hell Soul Messenger, waving them constantly, and chanting at the same time something similar to the scriptures that Zhu Jue did not understand at all.

And their performance is also extremely effective in taking people's attention away from the mechanical horse.

At first, it was the local residents of Rongxia City who stopped talking, and then this silence quickly spread among everyone as if it was infectious, and in just a minute or two, the originally crowded square was quiet and a little panicked.

At this time, Zhu Jue saw several people wearing gray cotton robes beside him looking up at a certain place, and looked at them in curiosity, and saw a stone pillar standing in the center of the square, the top of which seemed to have a statue, but because of the perspective, it was not very clear, Zhu Jue recalled the scene he saw on the plane when he first came.

Maybe it's the statue of Guan Erye?

The iron basin was erected in the central square, followed by another ceremonial performance, but this time it began to be more religious.

Some people are holding two pieces of copper cymbals and constantly beating them, some people are holding a staff with a strip of paper tied to the top of the prismatic paper, and some people are holding a bell high and shaking it.

During this time, Zhu Jue has been staring at the pillar, as time goes by, the sunlight that can reach the bottom of the stone pillar at first continues to move upward, and the shadows continue to spread across the entire square from the Brahma Mingwang Temple, and the night is about to fall, the light on the square is getting darker and darker, and those remnants of the sunset sun finally turn into a somewhat decadent, gloomy golden brown.

When the sun did not reach the middle of the pillar, several men divided into two groups, the foremost of them holding a mechanical club with fire at both ends, and the chanting of those behind them became mournful and long, and they circled around the iron basin, and their mouths were chanting incessantly.

Not only them, but after a while, the locals on this side of Rongxia City also began to chant words, the same as the previous silence, at first it was only a small area of chanting, and soon spread to the whole square, the content was not a dry prayer, but a melodious singing like a ballad:

Even if there is no moonlight day and night

The tiger thrush cries as before

Suddenly looking back at the remnants of a hundred flowers

It's like a sigh of relief

The Gods and Goddesses of the Ocene

Luminous tiger thrush cries

Flowers bloom and pray to the gods

Floating empty self-mourning

The dream is gone

Hate drifts away

These people are not humming indiscriminately, more like exercising for a long time, only the skills that only the locals will show at a fixed time a year, quite an ancient style of singing with a strange and sad style, such as Zhu Jue, a foreigner, just listen to a short period of time and can't extricate himself from the complete indulgence, and then the whole person's spirit is a little relaxed, into this decadent sacred atmosphere.

Yes, Zhu Jue privately thought that this atmosphere was decadent and sacred, and what happened next deepened his thoughts.

As the ceremony progressed, the iron basin suddenly burst into flames.

The darkness that had been waiting for a long time was illuminated by the firelight, like a light rekindled in the darkness or a symbol of new life in the last days

At this time, everyone began to wear masks quite solemnly.

Zhu Jue looked around, and what he saw was a hideous ghost face and a demonic face under the firelight, and somehow, he felt that it seemed normal for such a scene to appear at this time.

But the so-called normality here is actually normal in line with the surrounding atmosphere, and in his opinion, this is still a slightly strange ritual behavior.

Of course, he also wore a mask at this time.

The most important part of the ritual begins at this time, when waves of people come forward and throw dolls containing their sins and desires into the brazier, hoping that the fire will completely destroy them and accumulate good fortune for themselves.

Even this kind of prayer itself represents a certain desire

Zhu Jue stood quietly in the crowd, his eyes fell on the dolls in the brazier, those delicate-looking, lifelike puppets were stripped of their gorgeous shells under the scorching flames, revealing the gray-brown body underneath, and the long hair like a waterfall was burned all the way early.

The so-called burning of iniquity is for them to bear it on their behalf.

Zhu Jue always felt that something was wrong.

"Why should you burn them?"

Someone asked.

Because these people are unwilling to atone for their sins, they want these dead things to atone for their sins in exchange for comfort in their hearts. ”

The young man looked at the cloaked man beside him, his eyes full of love.

"They are not puppets, how do they know that those puppets are soulless dead creatures I remember that you humans once said that there is such a saying: Zi is not a fish, the joy of Anzhi fish?

"Haha, how can dolls be confused with fish, they are inherently lifeless, they have no emotions at all, and not every puppet is the same as you. ”

In his eyes, only the "person" in front of him is unique, and the others are lifeless dead things.

"Is it different? In my eyes, you are the other, and I am the same kind as them, and will one day you throw me into that brazier to atone for your sins?"

"Of course not!Suzi, you are my beloved wife, this is a destiny, since you suddenly have a sense of self, can't you still see my love for you, I will not allow you to leave me, absolutely not, even if you do everything you can, I will not let those people take you away from me!"

Speaking of this, there was a little more determination and sadness in the eyes of the young man.

The man under the cloak did not respond to his words, but instead looked at a special mech in the brazier, which was clearly more advanced than the dolls around it, which was a driveable mechanical figure

"Do you hate?"

Whisper to yourself.

The mechanical puppet in the fire suddenly stood up in the next moment!