Sifang Village of the year

After the second uncle and grandfather left, the fat man sat on the spot and fiddled with the empty jade jar in his hand, and carefully stuffed the peeled child corpse found from the ancient tomb into it, "Plus this is exactly 1,000," the fat man muttered in a low voice, and then shook the dust on his body and prepared to get up and leave the boundary of Sifang Village. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"You've finally got it," said a dark figure from behind the grass pile in the mountain stream clearing, and said coldly behind the fat man.

"Tell him that the price is good and the delivery can be made tonight", the fat man said without replying.

"Hahahaha, okay, refreshing, but I let your brother go today, if he comes back, I don't guarantee what he will do, when the matter is over, you guys get out of here, don't show up again, do you understand" The black shadow grabbed the fat man's collar at once, and said viciously.

"Naturally, when the matter is over, I won't show up again, you can rest assured," the fat man said and turned to leave. If handing over the jade jar from the fat man was the first step in the development of things, then the whole plan officially began at that time.

on the carriage

The fat man saw that he was getting farther and farther away from Sifang Village, so he forcibly ripped off the mask from his head, then changed into clean clothes, and took out a photo from his arms and held it in his arms. The carriage drove for several days and nights, and finally stopped in front of a small village in the middle of nowhere, and the fat man who took off his disguise walked straight to a family in the village.

As soon as I reached the door, before I could set foot in the door, I saw a naughty child burst out of the back room, who was not too big compared to his peers, and kept asking for hugs. "Oh, little Aiguo, do you miss grandpa," the fat man said. In fact, the fat man who took off his disguise, oh no, can no longer be regarded as a fat man, and it is no longer the greasy and greasy character shown by the fat man, but full of righteousness, heroic posture, straight waist, walking with a gust of wind. But here we still call him fat, because this does not affect the whole story, the fat man got married early, and the fat man's son took the partner back to the village early, and it didn't take long for the partner to marry the partner as a mother-in-law.

"I thought about it, I thought about it, I love the country, I miss my grandfather" The child looked like he was five or six years old, but he looked very clever.

"Where's grandma, did you make something to eat? Little patriotism, come over and let grandpa kiss him" said the fat man who picked up the child and went to the back room.

"Dad, you're back, how many days can you stay, do you want to leave this time?" A man sitting in the back room asked.

"I want to go, stay for a day or two, and I'll come back to see Aiguo and you," the fat man replied, "but this time I need you to follow me, I can't handle it alone," the fat man continued.

"I said at the beginning that our family should not get involved in this matter, but now, Mom worries about you every day, you can't eat, you can't sleep, Dad, or let's leave," the man said.

"It's too late to say anything now, once the plan starts, you can't stop, now you can only hope to end it all quickly, don't implicate the patriotic life," the fat man shook his head as he spoke, and looked dotingly at the little patriot who was eating on the kang.

Carved ancient buildings

I exhaled deeply, and finally walked down the last hanging coffin, the second uncle and they followed behind, I don't know what method was used on the left and right, but the left and right second uncle stopped convulsions when they opened their eyes again.

My father once said that there are three kinds of death flowers in the world, the first is called the other side flower, the second is called the unrighteous grass, and the third is the black mandala that we see in front of us at this moment. And these three kinds of flowers, as the name suggests, the flower of the introduction, blooming in the Yellow Spring, the fragrance of the flower has magical power, can make people in the underworld recall the past in the mortal world, "Myoho-renge-kyo Sutra Doubts" once believed that the mandala is the meaning of the grass is what is called today or the mandala and the manju sawa does not actually refer to, are attached to the posterity, but also some people believe that the black mandala is a flower cursed and abandoned by God, blooming in the netherworld, legend has it that when the black mandala flower blooms, Desperate love, unpredictable death, will carry the wounded heart to the path of no return, and no one who finds the mandala flower will be able to leave the underworld safely.

The Buddha said: "A flower and a world, a leaf and a come, the mandala is originally in Buddhism to represent the pure and aura of things, "Miscellaneous Treatises on Buddhism" is recorded in the "Miscellaneous Treatise on Buddhism" from the end of the second century to the third century, the rise of Mahayana Buddhism, "Pure Land Sutra", "Lotus Sutra", "Huayan Sutra" and other Mahayana classics gradually established, and there are many Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and Buddhas Pure Land descended to the world, bringing a very quiet land and bright hope. But no matter which way I say it, when I really saw the black sea of flowers in front of me, I couldn't stop shivering, as if there were a pair of eyes in the darkness that had already seen our past, present and future.

The second uncle walked over and looked around, at this moment, we seem to have entered the depths of the Jiangduo Sacred Mountain, but there is no exit or entrance around the platform halfway up the mountain, the hanging coffin stopped abruptly here, without the steps made of the hanging coffin, we can no longer go down, we can only go down to this flat ground first, but the open space in front of us is full of black mandalas, each petal is facing up, layer by layer wrapping the innermost stamens, there is no photosynthesis, I don't know how these mandalas surviveHowever, everything has a fate, and the flower stems of these black mandalas have long been unable to see the emerald green color, but have become purple-red and purple-red, and the flowers are all falling in the direction of the darkness below the cliff platform, as if they have been sucked by something magnetic.

"Why are there so many black mandalas here?" and "Where the hell is the exit" I was surprised when I saw the scene in front of me, "Is it possible, we have to climb up again?" But it's no rut to go up, there are female insects staring at the ancient river, and there are insect cocoons blocking the entrance, let's not talk about these for the time being, that is, I will meet this "Hundred Flower Snake" and children on the way, even if the second uncle they go crazy again, we can't stand it, and now it's really not up, and it's not down.

I was thinking about it distractedly, at this time, there was a sudden loud noise in the middle of the black sea of flowers, and I rushed in directly to see what was going on, I didn't care too much, and then rushed in left and right, I heard the second uncle and the fat man shouting loudly behind me and the left and right, but this open space is so big that it is full of flowers, and there is no way back when standing there, so I don't care about the second uncle and them, and I have been running behind the left and right.

Running left and right and suddenly stopped, fortunately I reacted in time, followed by the immediate brake, only to see that the mandala in front of me was densely tied with a lot of threads, to be precise, it was like a spider weaving a web, and it stretched out in a regular circle.

", left and right, we won't meet that red-eyed spider again", to be honest, I was really scared by the red-eyed spider, since I came out of the mud cave, every time this red-eyed spider appeared, I was supposed to protect the hairs all over my body stood up, and my stomach couldn't stop turning over the river and the sea, remembering the way the left guy looked at me before he died.

"No, these are not cobwebs, but threads, which others tie in circles," replied left and right.

"Why do you tie it, is it to fence it up and tell others that this land is his?" I asked, puzzled.

He didn't speak for a while, but he thought for a while and looked up at me and said, "If, I mean if, we think the other way around, maybe this land is fenced by whom."

"What are you doing in a circle?" I still didn't understand.

"Circle it and tell us it's going to be different here," he said.

"What's the difference, where is the difference, it's all black flowers" I don't understand why the left and right can be so confident and calm in the tomb to do everything, thinking about every problem, maybe, it really seems to be left and right, he has been here, although I have a lot of questions about the left and right in my heart, but these questions are not in the tomb and have no time to ask, so I think to wait until the outside to say, provided that we can still go out.

"It's not that the flowers are different, it's this piece of land," he said, bowing his head and carefully stepping into the place where the coil was up, stepping on the gaps one by one, and after a while, he walked into the middle of the circle. At this time, the second uncle and the fat man also rushed over, and asked me and the left and right if they found anything, I just told me about the speculation and the second uncle and they repeated, at this time the left and right asked me to hand him the shovel and the lamp and the rope, and got the tool, only to see the left and right made a knot on the rope and put it on his waist, and then threw the other side over for us to pull, put the lamp on the ground next to him, and squatted down and shoveled down to shovel down several mandalas.

At this time, the ground under my feet suddenly began to shake, especially the place where I stood left and right kept sinking, I and the fat man hurriedly pulled the rope up and left, but the middle sagged, both sides were constantly lifted high, and the mandalas on both sides also turned up with the ground, we kept pulling up and left and right, for fear that one would accidentally fall down, only to see the left and right squatting on the ground and picking up a handful of messy and wet mandalas with the roots running out of the sinking place three times and two times, At this time, the ground on both sides of us also stopped shaking, and the mandalas on both sides of us were turned up with the roots, and the black pressure was overwhelmed, but I found that the roots of the uprooted mandala were very strange, black and black, I leaned over and took a flashlight, and suddenly saw a rotten human head dangling in front of my eyes.