"I don't know if I should do it...... I don't know if I should ...... or not" That was Gu Qingcheng's voice.

Guan Wen's body was light, he fell from the hallucination, and suddenly found that Gu Tingcheng was already close to the oil cylinder, and he was trembling and stretching out his hand, like Caidan Dajie and Master Sancher, to use his arm as firewood to let the flame continue to burn.

"Don't! Allure, what are you doing?" Guan Wenfei walked over, dragged Gu Qingcheng's arm, and dragged her away.

Gu Qingcheng's face had been burned by the flames, and his eyes were blurred, as if he had lost his soul.

"Don't do anything stupid!" Guan Wen shouted close to her ear.

Gu Qingcheng's shoulders trembled, he raised his head sharply, covered his temples with his palms, and asked in a trembling voice, "What happened to me just now?" What happened to me just now? What did I do?"

At this moment, she is no longer a bounty hunter, but a lost lamb who needs the embrace and care of a shepherd.

"Allure-" Guan Wen whispered her name, stretched out his arms, and hugged her in his arms.

"I realized that I couldn't let the flame go out, that it was the last fire and hope in Tibet, and as soon as my brain was hot, I walked over and threw myself into the fire. Guan Wen, what did you gain from that flame? Have you already comprehended the dying teachings of the two masters?" Gu Tingcheng clinged to Guan Wen, his arms naturally wrapped around his waist, and he completely forgot his shyness, as if the two were already lovers with a heart-to-heart relationship.

"I see—" The phantom in Guan Wen's mind spun like a marquee, but he couldn't sort it out for a while.

When they analyzed the reasons for the defeat, Princess Wencheng repeatedly mentioned the "mistake", that is, the "demon suppression" was a mistake, which was equivalent to a death blow without completely investigating the enemy's situation, and finally led to zhì, the battle to eliminate the demons became the battle to suppress the demons, and did not achieve the expected goal, but there was a defeat of "double life" between humans and demons in Tibet.

"I saw the appearance of the witch, but what I saw in my eyes was not the real her, she must have some other transformation. To get rid of demons, you have to figure out what is hidden behind the black...... Like the Deadhead Cliff black hole we've been to, it's just an entrance, and the real great crisis is hidden beneath the black hole. Guan Wen's temples tingled faintly, which was the inevitable result of overuse of mental power.

He couldn't help but raise his arms, put his palms on his temples, rubbed them vigorously a dozen times, and waited until the tingling pain subsided a little before he continued: "We have a lot more to do, maybe we will not be able to reach the end of the light in our lifetime."

Unconsciously, he was also contaminated with the sadness of a king and two princesses, his tone was low, and his face was full of wry smiles.

"It was as if I had seen a world that I had never seen before, and for a moment the world in my eyes was filled with a holy light, as if someone had called me to go all the way and give myself completely and be a part of that light. But what is that light? I don't seem to understand until you wake me up. Gu Tingcheng said.

The flaming oil cylinder was like a box with magical powers, bewildering and bewildering them. Especially Guan Wen, the qiē he felt was as blurry as a layer of window paper and a layer of frosted glass, and he couldn't wait to use a knife in his hand to cut through that layer of window paper and smash that layer of frosted glass, so that the truth of the incident was fully presented at once.

Master Sancher and Caidan Dajie rocked their chairs to their feet, and although they were both dying from severe burns, they could laugh at the same time after glancing at each other.

"Let's go." Master Sancher said.

"Gone!" Caidan Dajie agreed.

"Master, I still have a lot of questions to ask, what did one king and two princesses do? What's missing? What was their end......" Guan Wen shouted, trying to keep the two.

Master Sancher grabbed the parchment with a toe and kicked it with a bent knee, causing it to fall into the oil tank and turn to ashes.

"The past is dust, everything I can say and how I can do it is said and done. Now, I have forgotten everything, who are you, who am I, who is he...... I forgot about it. Let's go, let's go, go to a place where there are no people, and be ourselves......" Master Sancher said with a grin.

"That's right, be yourself, live like a Mani stone, a prayer flag, a yak tail, live naturally, die naturally. It's nice to feel free from the burden of the mind, it's wonderful......" Caidan Dajie laughed.

The two of them went out of the room one after the other, and suddenly sang loudly.

Their singing voices are not Tibetan, nor Chinese, or even syllables and tones that belong to any ethnic language, but they just speak with all their might and express their hearts according to their preferences.

Suddenly, the birds in the backyard of Tashilhunpo Monastery sang in unison. Later, all the birds flew down from the treetops and eaves, surrounded Master Sancher and Caidan Dajie, and went out of the small door with them, and fluttered away.

Guan Wen did not stop them, because he knew that this ending of the two was also a strange epiphany in Tibetan Buddhism, just like the rainbow transformation of Master Tree and Master Vulture, both of which were the highest sublimation of the mind and body.

The fire in the oil tank was extinguished, and only curling smoke remained in the room.

"What's next?" Gu Tingcheng asked.

"Finding a way into a black hole." Guan Wen replied.

In the swan song of rap artists, he has gained too much inspiration, but these are ethereal truths, and if you can't open the black hole, you can't play a role.

Of course, he was also a little apprehensive, as the black-armored general Songtsen Gampo said, all the combat power had been lost in the battle of demon suppression, even if he entered the black hole, what would he do to fight the Rakshasa Witch to the death?

When the two of them left the house, they found Basang still standing respectfully by the door, chanting with his hands folded.

"They had an epiphany." He said that his eyes were full of envy that could not be reached.

At that time, the backs of the two had disappeared, and the singing and bird calls should have drifted away.

"It's over, let's go." Guan Wen said.

Basang shook his head and looked at Guan Wen with an extremely confused look: "No, it's not over, I've already seen the earth-shaking demon suppression battle in the past. After the retreat and reflection, I will pass on the divine words of the rap artists forever until there is true peace in Tibet. ”

"Thank you, Guan Wen." After a pause, Basang spoke again and bowed earnestly and respectfully to Guan Wenshen.

"Thank me for what?" Guan Wen smiled bitterly.

"You are like a light that illuminates the seed in my heart. What I can't comprehend in twenty years, just the moment you stepped out of the door, it suddenly woke me up. I have learned that true practice is not deliberate, not arbitrary, not abandoned, not giving up, no matter how great or small one's strength is, and one must bravely face the dangers that come one after another in life. When the world needs it, he does not hesitate to dedicate himself, not seeking to illuminate the mountains and rivers, but to burn with all his strength. If you need me again, a letter, a word, I'll be there right away. Basang bowed again and turned to leave.

At the moment when he stepped out of Tashilhunpo Monastery, Guan Wen suddenly understood that the young Basang had also had an epiphany, jumped out of the small circle of personal life and death, honor and disgrace, and joined the torrent of "eliminating demons and defending the way". At the same time, he also figured out another truth, in the chess game shown by Princess Wencheng, the "three, three" white sons do not refer to a certain person in a certain dynasty, but to all the practitioners who abandon the small self and run to the big self. It is the dedication of countless little people that can constitute a righteous demon-eradicating force.

In other words, the elimination of demons is not something that can be accomplished by relying on one person, but the result of the unity and struggle of the four seas.

Inside and outside Tashilhunpo Monastery, monks close their eyes and chant sutras, and tourists take pictures everywhere.

Before the two of them arrived at the family hotel, Gu Tingcheng's phone rang.

"You've arrived?" She called into the microphone, looking relieved, "I'm relieved that you can come." ”

Guan Wen didn't know who was calling, but after looking at Gu Qingcheng's happy expression, an inexplicable sour feeling suddenly passed through his heart.

At the end of the call, Gu Tingcheng said: "Gao Xiang took Baoling to the Broken Head Cliff, and my friend has just arrived and has already chased them to protect them."

The two immediately stopped a traveler's off-road vehicle, gave each other 200 yuan for the fare, and rushed to the Deadhead Cliff.

"Shirt is—" Guan Wen asked.

"He was my good friend and brother, a Nepalese, who used to be a well-known killer in Southeast Asia, and then quit the rivers and lakes and lived in seclusion in Kathmandu, Nepal, where he opened a small winery. This time, I found that the Blue Dragon Society was getting stronger and stronger, so I called him in advance. I didn't expect him to come so soon. At the mention of shirts, a happy smile bloomed on Gu Qingcheng's face.

It only took half an hour for the car to reach the Deadhead Cliff.

The two got out of the car, and the SUV turned around and left, because the place was bare and had no tourist value.

Gao Xiang's SUV was parked in front of it, and another dark green Mitsubishi Cheetah SUV was parked next to it, and a thin young man of medium stature leaned on the front of the car, holding a satellite phone in his hand, waving to this side.

"That's the shirt." Gu Tingcheng said.

On the edge of the cliff, Gao Xiang and Baoling stood side by side, facing the empty valley, like an old monk in a fixed place.

The two approached the car, and the young man in a leather jacket, jeans, and big boots greeted him with a smile, and bowed to Gu Qingcheng: "Sister Gu, don't come unharmed?"

Although his figure is thin, he is full of power in his gestures, like a foraging cheetah, stealthy and forbearing, which makes people dare not underestimate him.

"Shirt, it's great to see you again......" Gu Qingcheng held the young man's hand, the two looked at each other, and the joy of reuniting old friends was overflowing on each other's faces.

Guan Wen walked to the edge of the cliff and silently held Baoling's hand. That hand was cold, as if her whole body had been blown through by the cold mountain wind.

Baoling turned her head, there was filial piety in her eyes, and it was obvious that she didn't sleep well last night.

"Why are you here?" Guan Wen asked.

"I dreamed about something again last night - we were blocked out of the black door, and we didn't know how to get in. Inside the door, there is an infinite darkness that swallows up a qiē. If you open that door, the terrible darkness will pour out and swallow the world together. Inside the door, it seems to be a cosmic black hole, endless, inconsistent, and insignificant, first devouring itself, and then swallowing the surrounding qiē, growing exponentially until infinity. Baoling's hand trembled slightly.

"Don't be afraid." Guan Wen said softly.

Getting rid of nightmares is a long process, as doctors say, illness comes like a mountain, and illness goes like a thread. It's been too long since Bao Ling has been haunted by nightmares, and it's almost impossible to change that situation overnight. Only by being patient can we successfully survive the catastrophe.

"If it's really a cosmic black hole, opening it is opening Pandora's box, and the person who can open it may not have the ability to close it, so I feel indescribable fear." Baoling said.

Guan Wen didn't know how to comfort her, for a person who had been in the company of nightmares all the time, no amount of words could ease her heart. Moreover, the information he got from Caidan Dajie and Master Sancher was also in the predicament of "mountains and rivers with no way out", empty-handed, how to deal with the enemy Rakshasa Witch?

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