On the real battlefield, whether a warrior or a coward can survive in the end, it depends on their luck.

There are hordes of monsters, brutal trampling, and the end of those warriors can be imagined.

The fact that the great northern country has been able to build a country, gain a foothold, and stand for thousands of years in an extremely difficult environment without falling down can be seen in its spirit of struggle and degree of unity, which is incomparable with other nations.

"What would I do if I were in that environment?" I couldn't help but ask myself.

At present, the people of Hong Kong Island are scattered, and the bigwigs of various gangs are all bent on "looking at money", and all their thoughts are used to make money in business, and they are no longer like in the past, and the five words of "benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, and faith" are enshrined as the principles of doing things. Such rivers and lakes have been reduced to a business field for businessmen to engage in flies and dogs, and they have gone further and further away from the original appearance of "rivers and lakes".

I do not admire the monarch and emperor of any country, but I am in awe of the courage of these soldiers in front of me.

"Put on this robe, and I will also take the corresponding responsibility to exterminate the ambush and protect the peace of the north." I muttered to myself faintly.

The brave are fearless, and only true warriors who have abandoned all selfishness and selfishness dare to put on this robe and re-follow the path of those warriors rushing towards the monsters.

"Seniors, please rest assured that no matter what country you belong to, what kind of doctrine and patriarchal law you uphold, I will sincerely salute you. Monsters threaten the lives of all mankind, and any person who has the belief to fight for all mankind will become your comrade-in-arms and continue your unfinished business until all mankind is liberated and any monster on the earth will have no place to die. I saluted into the void.

Those pictures slowly faded, and suddenly, the stone wall in front of it was silently raised, and a tall and burly "person" appeared on the stone wall.

Between me and him, there is only a thin stone wall, and I can already feel the sadness and vicissitudes of his heroic end.

"Between life and death, there is a dilemma. How do you do it without any obstacles? How to be selfless? How do you do it without desire? If you keep an army in your heart, you are a general; If you keep a country in your heart, you are an emperor; If you keep a planet in your heart, you are the lord of the earth. He slowly drew his sword and raised it upward.

Across the stone wall, the longsword shimmered with starlight. There are nine stars in total, and they are scattered in size and arranged like beads.

"Senpai is—" I asked.

"Forward, forward, where the nine stars landed, forward, forward......" He swung his sword, almost breaking through the wall, but the hard stone wall became so tough that it covered him so firmly that he couldn't break free.

Historically, not all heroes have happy endings. On the contrary, after creating earth-shattering achievements, many big heroes were betrayed and plotted, and collapsed with no corpses. Throughout Chinese and foreign history, those who finally ascended the throne and passed on the lineage were not heroes, but double-faced traitors and cunning traitors.

The ending of heroes often ends in pathos. I guess the robed Tsar was no exception.

"Rest in peace, senior." I bowed deeply to the "man" in the stone wall.

"Forward, forward......" His voice weakened, and he suddenly staggered a step, knelt on one knee, and barely used the nine-star long sword to support his body.

I couldn't believe my eyes as he fell to the ground, his body underwent a strange change, his back bulged abruptly, and one leg gradually lengthened......

"He's turned into a monster? He became...... Monster! I squeezed these two words out of my throat, and the hairs on my back stood on end.

I can't put into words that process because it was so cruel.

"I've been fighting dragons for too long, and I've become dragons myself. Gaze into the abyss, and the abyss will stare at you......" This is a proverb I know well, and the living example in front of me is the true embodiment of these two sentences.

The transformation of warriors into monsters is both a terrible reality and a great irony.

By the time the bulging stone wall returned to its original state, I was covered in cold sweat, and my muscles became stiff along with my thoughts, and I couldn't move or think.

It's not terrible to go to war against a monster until you die, because that's the glory of a warrior. It is the responsibility of the soldiers to wrap the body in horse leather and spill blood on the battlefield. However, if the fate of defeat is so strange, who can bear it?

I felt that the robe was cold and heavy, and it had become a great burden.

"It is a great and heavy undertaking, the glory of the Messiah shines brightly, but the fate of the loser goes to hell forever. Before putting on that robe and going out, you can regret it, you can be a coward, you can live in the world, this is not ridiculous. Not everyone is a savior, the savior is just one of hundreds of millions of people, maybe it's you, maybe it's not you......" A voice rumbled like a boulder rolling down a canyon, stirring up a burst of echoes.

I stood still, my mind recalling over and over again the moment when the warrior turned into a monster.

"The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha. Do I have the courage to go to hell for billions of people in the world? Once in hell, will I regret my choice at this moment? "I asked myself again and again, but I couldn't find an answer.

When I left Hong Kong Island, I was not confused in my heart, because Dunhuang was my only goal, and there was no ambiguity, and there was no need to think about it repeatedly. At that time, I could not hesitate to throw down the status of the rivers and lakes, the glory and wealth, the favor of the bigwigs, and the admiration of the heroes, wave my hand, board the plane freely, and go all the way north. Perhaps, at that time, I knew that I could advance and retreat, and even if I didn't get anything in Dunhuang, I would be able to return to Perak Hall and be welcomed ceremoniously.

"This time, unlike any other choice I've ever had before." I clenched my fists so hard that sweat from my palms trickled down from between my fingers.

Gradually, I heard the chanting.

The voice didn't come from my ears, but from my heart, from the depths of my chest.

"Who's there? Who's there? I muttered.

It was like a small man with no weight or volume entrenched in my chest, but "he" was able to emit a deafening chanting sound like Huang Zhong Da Lu. Inspired by that voice, I saw distant snow-capped mountains, towering temples, monks contemplating intently, and worshippers kowtowing their heads. Everything in front of us is not utilitarian, it is so calm and harmonious, perfectly integrated with heaven and earth, the universe, and nature.

"Imitating nature, heaven and Tao are one. Life and death are endless, just dedication. I told myself.

The warrior becomes a monster, because of the change of his appearance and the change of his body, not his heart. His heart is always there, his spirit is always there, and it gives generations the courage to fight.

"What am I afraid of? Is it the fear of failure or the fear of becoming a monster? As long as you fight with all your heart, then, the plan is in the people, the success is in the sky, and the final outcome is a natural result, what is the inevitable connection with whether you are afraid or not? "I saw a glimmer of light in my mental distress.

I have been thinking about this secret room for a long time, and I have experienced at least a dozen times of confusion and a dozen epiphanies. When confused, his mind is imprisoned by all kinds of shackles, he is covered in cold sweat, and his clothes are all soaked; At the time of epiphany, the whole body relaxes, and any external troubles are not a problem.

Eventually, I walked out wearing that robe and saw Sun Moon Niang again.

"I'm worried." She said.

"Me too." I smiled wryly and sighed.

"You can't get out of the 'prison of demons', and eradicating the ambush is just an empty word." Sun Moon Niang pointed to the stone wall on the side, on which a line of ancient Sanskrit characters was engraved.

"I'm trapped myself." I nodded in agreement.

Compared with the spiritual battle between heaven and man just now, the gang struggle on Hong Kong Island is just a pinch between ants, and it has no impact on human development at all, even if it is a bad one.

This is the sad thing about the gang characters on Hong Kong Island, who think that fighting for control of the nightclubs, discotheques and food courts in Causeway Bay, Tsuen Wan, Sha Tau Kok and Yau Ma Tei is a very important matter of survival, but the truth is that whoever grabs the final fruit of victory is just breadcrumbs under the feet of giants.

Just imagine, if I hadn't left Hong Kong Island for Dunhuang, I would still be an ant at the moment, fighting for breadcrumbs, how sad and pitiful?

"You've figured it out." Sun Moon Niang nodded.

"It is better to die in a moment for the future of mankind than to live for a hundred years for self-pleasure." I say.

This is what I really think, after getting rid of low-grade interests, there is only a sincere heart left to fight for the country, the people, and all mankind.

"Okay, okay." Sun Moon Niang applauded softly.

"Okay, okay......" A white shadow spun out from behind me, and seemed to applaud.

"After so many years, I finally waited for the person I was waiting for, congratulations, congratulations." Sun Moon Niang's voice was full of joy, but there were tears in her eyes.

"It is said in the scriptures that after ten lifetimes of tribulations, after a hundred tribulations, and the sand of a thousand tribulations, you can get the gold of ten thousand sands, which is the best fruit. Every sentence in the scriptures is a true Buddha motto, and there is no falsehood. Now, when he waits, my mission will be accomplished. The shadow said.

"Congratulations Master, you are about to embark on the path of reincarnation. He will be fated one day, and goodbye in the red dust. Sun Moon Niang said.

"Hahahaha, the red dust is bitter, goodbye in the red dust, there is nothing to look forward to. Okay, I'll go back to Nalanda Temple now, seek a good dream of reincarnation under the Bodhi tree, don't pass by......" The shadow rushed to the stone wall, instantly dispersed into green smoke, and disappeared.

I didn't dwell on his ins and outs, let alone ask his name and surname.

None of this matters, even if you find his name and take a seat in history, you will get only a literal answer.

History is nothing but history, and dead history does not contribute in the slightest to human progress. People who blindly make a fuss in the pile of old papers are all working stupidly, delaying themselves and misleading others.

"He's finally freed." Sun Moon Niang said with emotion.

"There is no real liberation in the world, the so-called liberation is just a stop in life. Unless you don't fall into samsara anymore, an end is a new beginning. I said.

The mysteries of "reincarnation" and "rebirth" have been expounded many times in Tibetan Buddhist scriptures, but there has never been a single sutra or person who can show up and explain these two major events clearly. All the relevant knowledge that exists is compiled after the guesses and conjectures of outsiders, and there are many fallacies, which can be imagined.

"You're not him, so you don't know he's getting real relief?" Sun Moon Niang asked.

"I'm not him, so I can see his helplessness." I replied.

I didn't elaborate on what happened in the chamber, about the robe, the sword-wielding general who turned into a monster, the physical and mental impact of the mutation...... Those are history, and the future is up to me to create. Therefore, more than do is better than too much talk, and more actions are greater than more words.

"I'm getting out of here." I say.

"Where?" She asked.

"Go to the depths of the Caucasus Mountains, where the Packs are entrenched." I replied calmly.

"Maybe it's not ripe yet, and you don't seem to know what's really going on. Deep in the Caucasus Mountains is a giant labyrinth, and no one can find the right direction—"

I shook my head and interrupted Sun Moon Niang's words: "Let me go back, I will find a way." ”

"What about Joyna? What about her? Sun Moon Niang asked again.

"After I go out, I'll look for the electric falcon to resolve the conflict and unite with the outside world." I said firmly.

The Fuda is the greatest threat to the northern powers, and the real enemy of the Denfalcon. As for other people and other things, it doesn't matter.

Joyna is the killer of the electric falcon, but she has found the wrong enemy.

The direction is wrong, and the efforts are in vain.

Obviously, what the Falcon is doing now is definitely a wrong move.

"Are you sure you want to do this? Are you sure you can make a deal with the great powers of the North? Although I don't want to hit you, the reality now is that the elite forces of the great northern powers are closing in on the Infinite Corridor. I have to take tough measures to keep these people out. Sun Moon Niang said.

"Let me out, and I'll take care of all the troubles—" I said, "and we can't let the great powers of the North go on any longer." ”