Chapter 368: The Twelve Divine Envoys (3)
Tibetan Buddhism has always maintained an extreme mystical nature and does not show its true face.
There are both advantages and disadvantages to this way of circulation. The advantage is, of course, that it maintains the purity of its sect and does not mix any utilitarian factors; The disadvantage is that it is easy to cause generational disconnection, so that those subtle essences are falsely passed down by word of mouth.
With regard to the mandala, it is this very regrettable situation.
I can only describe the mental impact of the huge safe on my own feelings, but I can't convey it to anyone else.
The sudden loss of life by the god of the book and the trembling of the crowd are closely linked by this series of events. If the mutation cannot be stopped, there is a good chance that others will follow the path of the book god.
"Don't make any more senseless sacrifices, if you don't have a master who understands this container, it's better to retreat for the time being." I told the Gun God.
Since she is the leader of this group, it is up to her to give orders.
"We've found the key, or at least we've got the lead." She said.
I shook my head: "Getting ahead of the curve is a good thing most of the time, but not now." Don't risk the lives of your companions, there's no point in doing that. β
"To discover the truth, one must make sacrifices." The Spear God did not intend to retreat.
In the face of the gungod's tough attitude, I couldn't express my opinion smoothly. As she said, the search for truth requires sacrifice, and there are simply not so many elites in the world who can make sacrifices. The god of books is dead, and the remaining three gods, the god of medicine, the god of guns, and the god of death, are only enough to take three risks and sacrifice three times.
"I know the mandala." The Spear God said again.
I didn't want to discourage her, so I nodded my head lightly.
In fact, no one dared to say the words "understand the mandala". Even those old monks in Tibet who have practiced for seventy or eighty years only dare to admit that they know only a little about the mandala, and they can't even be called entering the hall.
The world of the mandala is too profound, and the human wisdom is too superficial. Therefore, it is really unashamed to say that "you understand".
"There are a thousand Hamlets in the hearts of a thousand people, and a thousand people will have a thousand different thoughts in the face of the same mandala. Whether the idea is good or bad, radical or low, joyful or sad, only the person concerned knows. Now, what I see in the mandala is the past. The gun god said.
She is very young, no more than twenty-eight years old. So, there doesn't seem to be anything traceable to her past, and it's not too complicated.
"What I see from the mandala is change, endless change, which has crushed human wisdom infinitely, and it is impossible to perceive one billionth of it." I say.
I'm not exaggerating, that's how I really feel at the moment.
"No, Mr. Long, even if you comprehend that there are so many billions, you must find a point that can be broken through. Now, we don't care about billions of points, we only need a point, a point that can give insight into the myth of World War II. The gun god said.
"Which point?" I heard her mention the "myth of World War II", and my spirits suddenly lifted.
In the capital of the great northern powers, a famous battle of defense took place in World War II, in which all the people, old and weak, women and children went on the field together, defeating the Nazi fast mechanical forces that blitzed for thousands of miles.
At that time, the Nazi commander had already seen the spire of the Capital Square and called the Berlin command to promise to plant the Nazi eagle flag in the tower overnight. As a result, the northern powers created myths and counterattacked in an all-out manner, destroying the elite forces of the Nazis in the trenches, woods, swamps, and streams of the Acropolis.
This was a 100 percent "myth", because at that time military observers around the world were already convinced that "the northern powers were about to be destroyed," and then the whole world would usher in a dark situation in which "the Axis powers would dominate the world."
There are "myths" in the world, which are extremely unreasonable and illogical, but they are real.
"The Battle of the Capital, the Mandala, the Thousand-Eyed Monk from Tibetan Buddhism, the God of War in the Snow Country, the Water Serpent of Poseidon...... These are all part of the myth. Most of the legends in the market are wrong to explain these things separately, and there is only one myth, which is the total collection of the above terms. The god of the gun said, "The beginning of all myths is in the mandala." β
She pointed forward, reverent.
It seems that she is the one who is really obsessed with the safe, and the other three are just followers.
"The mandala is there, and the time has come for you to reveal the truth of the myth." That's all I can say.
The Second World War was full of myths, some of which were beneficial to the Axis powers, such as the rise of the Nazi FΓΌhrer, whose followers believed that he was the god of food vultures in European mythology who guarded the gates of the Yin and Yang worlds, and had the ability to cleanse all old forces and create a new world; There were also some that were beneficial to the Allies, such as the London astrologers who had calculated the victory in Normandy, the fall of the solar flag in 1945, and so on.
In the northern powers, there was a myth of the "Thousand-Eyed Monk". This person comes from the snow-capped Tibetan region, has a thousand eyes under his armpits, and can perceive anything that happens in time and space, and can also see through people's hearts and calculate fate.
According to historical records, he appeared in the capital of the northern powers from about 1915 to 1960 and lived in the Tsar's bunker behind Tallinn, the capital square. The bunker still exists today and is one of the attractions to visit in the Capital Square.
In those 45 years, both in the northern countries and in the world, when the new democratic revolution broke out one after another and the old feudal bureaucratic regime collapsed one after another, everyone was full of uncertainty and fear about the future of the world, so they asked God for divination.
The existence of the Thousand-Eyed Monk played a very important stabilizing role in the regime of the northern powers at that time.
He has been consulted by all the great men of the northern powers who have appeared in history, and he has predicted everything with absolute accuracy.
When I checked the history of World War II in the archives of the University of Hong Kong, I also noticed that the Thousand-Eyed Monk had a clear view of the situation in Asia around 1945, and made clear judgments about the timing, victory and defeat of several famous battles, and the number of deaths, with very little error, as if it were a historical review. To be able to do this, he is comparable to the ancient Chinese "Hetu Luoshu", "Tui Bei Tu" and "Liu Bowen Baked Cake Song".
On top of that, he comes from Tibet, with a very mysterious snowy color. According to his own words, predicting those things is just a matter of hand, and his real mission is to quell the devastating disasters of mankind, and to do more important work than the ancient Chinese myth of "Pangu opened the heavens and the earth, and Nuwa refined stones to make up the heavens".
"It's too far away." I sighed.
We went all the way back to the capital from the Caucasus Mountains for the Ice Lady. Only by settling her body can she reorganize her mind and start a new job.
"It's not far at all, look at Lady Ice, she's going to give us a miracle." Gun God said.
The electric falcon entered the safe with Lady Ice in his arms, but nothing strange happened.
I guess the electric falcon had great hopes for the safe, but now it has received a huge disappointment.
Lady Ice did not come back to life, she had left him completely.
"God of Medicine, go and see." The god of the spear commanded.
The god of medicine got up and cautiously made a detour forward, slowly approaching the safe.
He stopped five paces away from the safe, looked inside, and then turned back and reported, "They're inside, safe." Lady Ice is indeed dead, and the electric falcon is overly sad, but with her eyes open, she is still alive. β
"I'll take a look." The Grim Reaper also stood up.
"Pay attention to the surrounding temperature, air currents, and sound changes, and withdraw immediately if there is any abnormality." I admonished.
I don't want anyone to fall victim to innocence, that would be meaningless.
The Grim Reaper walked over and stood side by side with the God of Medicine, peering into the safe.
"A safe can help people ascend to heaven." Gun God said.
At this moment, I thought of the "big change" in traditional magic, where a good person enters the box, disappears into thin air within a few seconds, and then walks out of another part of the stage. If the safe had this function, it would be amazing.
"Please try to explain?" I asked.
"Look at these two pictures." The spearman took an envelope out of his pocket and handed it to me.
The envelope was thin and contained only two black-and-white photographs.
There is a woman and a child in the photo, and their faces are somewhat similar, but the background and clothes they wear are very different.
The first photo was taken earlier, and the clarity was not enough, so it can only be vaguely discerned that the background was taken in the Capital Square. Judging from the style of the square sculpture, it should be around 1940. The Asian woman was about 30 years old, and the girl was seven or eight years old.
The second photograph was taken later, agreeable to be in the square, around 1960. The capital square of a country has a distinct sense of the times, so my judgment of the age of the photo is basically accurate.
The appearance of the two characters has not changed much, but the times have changed, and the characteristics of their costumes have changed. Moreover, the economic development of the northern powers after World War II was very fast, and the materials and styles of clothing were very fashionable, comparable to the United States and Europe at that time. Both of them were wearing big scalp shoes with neatly tied laces, and they looked quite wealthy, without the embarrassment of hunger and cold in the first photo.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"It's the same mother and daughter β the same mother and daughter, who got into the safe twenty years ago to escape the shells of war, and when they came out again, twenty years later. Twenty years have passed, and their relatives and acquaintances have all grown old and died, but they have always been young, and these twenty years are like twenty days or even twenty hours and twenty minutes for them to come to the book. In addition, the safe used to be stored in the bunker where the Thousand-Eyed Monk lived, and it was only after the mother and daughter spoke to the media about their adventures that the safe appeared in the public eye, and was transferred here by secret agents. I believe that at some point, the safe will work and send some people to another place, becoming uninvited guests through time and space. The gun god said.
This kind of plot has appeared in many movies and novels, but it is limited to fantasy stories and has no practical significance.
"Gun God, does talking about this help us what we're doing right now?" I asked.
"Absolutely." The spear god smiled, "The so-called 'Queen of the North Sea' is that girl, and the reason why she asked the Falcon for the key is to go back to the original place and save her father from the secret agents. This is her biggest regret and her greatest wish. The Falcon thinks that our goal is his state power, but in fact it is not at all, what we want is the secret of this safe, that is, the secret of the mandala. β
"It is not easy to unlock the secret of the mandala, and it is impossible to succeed with the current conditions alone." I poured cold water on the other party.