"Sometimes, even if a person is invincible in the world, there are times when he has no choice. "On the ruins of a moss-mottled wall, I don't know what year and month left such a sentence.

The handwriting is a little sloppy, so it is a little blurry, like a hurry, and like a sigh after a long break, if it is not for the chance to see the back, only to think of a glimpse, in this dilapidated deserted garden is really not easy to find this passage.

Recently, I have always repeated in my dreams, that sentence, that deserted city, and that back.

So the dream and reality are reversed, and those strange, vivid stories are looming and appearing.

In the dream, I remember that the back of the letterer was a man wearing a short shirt made of leopard skin, and behind his back, it seemed that he was carrying a long knife.

He scribbled his hand at the wall, not knowing whether it was blood or a mark that was carved in the end.

The surroundings were dark, and the withered vines were full of roses, and I always felt that there was a faint salty smell there.

When I woke up, I couldn't help but wonder what kind of story this man had? There was a little loneliness in his back, and the horizon of the setting sun stretched his tall figure a little thin.

The remnant sun is like blood, his long hair flutters in the wind, I don't know where he is going, what kind of past is there, maybe it is curiosity in my heart or it is to satisfy my own paranoia, I want to outline the world.

That's where the smoke comes in.

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In the year 3728 of the Yan calendar, Guangqi City, the season of plum blossoms.

As the largest Buddhist holy place in the alliance country, the incense of Guangqi City is extremely vigorous, has lasted for thousands of years, every year there are always millions of good men and women come here to make wishes and pray for blessings, adding countless touching or happy stories to this city with a population of only 100,000 but 90,000 monks, and today compared with the past, the largest temple in Guangqi City - although there are still people coming and going, but it is not a good man and a woman, but some soldiers wearing armor and swords to show the cold light stand all over the streets and alleys.

Most of these heavily armed soldiers are from Liuli City, which is hundreds of miles away from Guangqi City, while the other small part is a soldier with a golden armband on his right arm.

As one of the most combat-effective troops in the alliance countries, the Qilin Army is unique in that it is the royal army of the Yan Kingdom, although the Qilin Army does not have the 'Qi Family Army' and Phoenix City of Qingyun City in terms of numbers There are many fire phoenix troops, but their equipment is the most sophisticated, otherwise they would not have been able to quell the civil strife with only 30,000 military horses or follow the emperor's personal expedition, and now it is in the prosperous era, and the Qilin army, which usually does not appear in other cities at all, has raised its army south to Guangqi City, which makes people can't help but speculate, is it that these monks who eat fasting and chant Buddha only know that Pudu sentient beings have become chaotic ministers and thieves?

"Master, the news has leaked, you ...... That man's army has now drained the waters of the siege of Guangqi. In the Ethereal Temple, a man in black stood behind a middle-aged man and said.

The middle-aged man is about thirty years old, wearing a silk brocade robe, there is some dust on the clothes, and he looks like he has been running for a long time, but although the middle-aged man is tired, he is extraordinary, and the heavenly court is full of the pavilion at a glance, and it is the image of wealth and longevity, but there is a hidden tiredness between the eyebrows, there seems to be something depressed, after hearing the words of the man in black, the middle-aged man whispered softly, and then looked up at the golden and brilliant Daxiong Treasure Hall, in the middle of the hall is the golden body of the Buddha, with a peaceful face, a smile at the corner of the mouth, and a Buddha bead hanging in his hand, lifelike.

"Are you even laughing at me?" The middle-aged man looked at the vivid Buddha statue and said to himself, and then turned his head to look at the black-clothed young man who had followed him for many years and said, Have all the people in the dark incense team arrived?

"The three squads, a total of one hundred and eight guards, are all waiting outside the main hall, just waiting for the master's order. The young man in black replied respectfully.

"Let them all disperse. Turning to look at the night outside, the middle-aged man knew that the pursuers had already approached the mountain, and thought for a moment and said.

"Master!" The young man in black suddenly raised his head, his eyes were full of unwillingness and incomprehension to look at the middle-aged man, his fists were clenched, his finger bones were slightly white, and his nails had sunk deep into the flesh.

"The person they are looking for is me, it is useless for you to stay here, but you will be implicated, you have been with me for so long, I can't watch you die in front of me. ”

"The members of the Dark Fragrance Team are not afraid of death!" The young man in black said this with a resolute and resolute look on his face, and then took a half step forward and knelt down on one knee with his hands into fists, "Our lives are all given by the master, and please consider it again." ”

The middle-aged man shook his head with a smile, looked at the young man in black and said with a gentle face, Xiaoli, I told you a long time ago that your life is your own, and no one can dominate it.

The young man in black knelt on the ground, biting his lip tightly and not speaking again, as smelly and hard as a stone in a pit.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps in the back hall, and the middle-aged man turned around and saw three monks walking out of the side of the Buddha statue, headed by a white beard, holding a Zen staff in his hand, and two small novices behind him.

The middle-aged man folded his hands and bowed slightly, and then looked at the old monk and said that he didn't expect to come to Guidi again to disturb the purity of Buddhism.

"Everything in the world, every drink and peck, has a cause. The old monk closed his eyes slightly, and the phoenix-eyed Bodhi rosary in his hand turned quickly.

Nodding and saying yes, the middle-aged man turned to look at the black-clothed young man kneeling on the ground, "Xiaoli, remember what I just said, I still have a few words to say with the master, you take someone to leave first." After speaking, the middle-aged man looked at the young man in black and opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything after all, but silently said two words in his heart: take care.

The young man in black looked up at the middle-aged man, his bloodshot eyes were a little moist, perhaps unwilling, his mouth spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the blood was splashed on the refined mud bricks, shocking, and then the black-clothed young man shook his head, bowed deeply to the middle-aged man, and then turned his head to the old monk and hugged his fist, turned around and walked towards the outside of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, with three points of loneliness and seven points of determination in his back.

"Master, I haven't seen you for three years. Until the young man's back disappeared in the night, the middle-aged man turned to the old monk and said, when he said this, the middle-aged man paused, and said that he didn't hide it from each other.

"Although the donor is kind to the Ethereal Temple, but ......" the old monk said and looked at the night outside, what secrets are there in the depths of the night, as the host of the Ethereal Temple, what is happening in the world under the mountain at this moment, of course he knows it, "However, the old monk said that he would not ask about the grievances of the rivers and lakes." ”

"I remember that the master said that saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter. When he said this, the middle-aged man smiled slightly, with a little bitterness, his identity is very different from the past, and the old monk said this for the sake of the Ethereal Temple.

"Although my Buddha is compassionate, but ......" the old monk showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, and said a but, but the middle-aged man interrupted him at this time, "I won't let the master be too embarrassed, I will go down the mountain in a while, I only ask the master to take in the people in the side hall, because ......" Speaking of this, the middle-aged man turned his head to look at the golden body of the Buddha and slowly knelt down, and said in a low voice Because I don't know the big world, who else can bless the people in the side hall except you.

After speaking, the middle-aged man bowed to the Buddha statue three times, and when he straightened up, his eyes swept over a sentence on both sides of the Buddha statue: If you want to be the dragon elephant of the Buddhas, you must first be all living beings, cattle and horses.

It was the first time for him to pull down his face and beg others.

"The donor looks down on the poor monk. The old monk wanted to say something, but before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened, and there was a sense of surprise in his eyes, and his eyes were as far as he could see a flower pot at the foot of a Buddha statue, and a flower and plant that had not grown for many years suddenly sprouted.

"Borneo blooms, and the emperor appears. The old monk muttered, as if to confirm his words, the red bronze was coated with gold powder on the Buddha's body slowly grew some white Bharata flowers, and then the wooden table at the feet of the Buddha, the stone pillars of the main hall, the mud bricks under the feet of everyone, and the Zen staff in the hands of the old monk also trembled and grew a few flowers shaped like bell flowers, stems as thin as silk, no wind automatically.

The old monk's lips squirmed at this time, but after all, he didn't say anything, looked at the Brahma flower on the Zen stick, and then handed the Zen staff to the little novice behind him, took two steps forward and knelt side by side with the middle-aged man on the kneeling cushion under the Buddha's head, his eyes were closed, his hands were folded, and his mouth silently recited a sentence in the "Great Prajnaparamita Sutra": "The human body is impermanent, wealth is like a dream, there is no lack of roots, and it is still difficult to believe." If you come to smell the wonderful law, isn't it as rare as a Borneo flower?"

As soon as the old monk finished meditating, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky, and then the wind blew and thundered, and the originally quiet and peaceful night suddenly became cloudy.

Perhaps frightened by the thunder, a baby's cry suddenly came from the side hall, which was very loud, and at the foot of the mountain, there was also the dull sound of the unicorn army hitting the temple gate.

"Donor, please go back, the poor monks in the side hall will take them to a quiet place. The old monk opened his eyes at this time, not knowing that he was in some kind of purpose, and made a decision that was extremely difficult for him.

Hearing the old monk say this, the middle-aged man's originally nervous expression relaxed a lot, and he whispered thank you, and then got up from the kneeling mat and gave a salute to the old monk and the little novice, and when he was about to turn around, he thought of something, took something from his neck and put it on the sandalwood table next to the old monk, "The master of labor is handed over to the people in the side hall, time is pressing, I will go down the mountain." ”

The old monk looked at the jade necklace, slowly closed his eyes again, and silently recited a passage in the "Miscellaneous Ahan Sutra" in the 'There is a cause to destroy the world, there is a cause to destroy the world', and then got up and picked up the necklace and walked to the side hall, with his footsteps, the bell came from the back mountain, one at a time, a total of eighteen rings, the bell echoed above the Guangqi City, and it did not disperse for a long time.

On this day, the legendary Borneo flowers that will appear for 3,000 years bloom all over the corners of this world, whether it is on the railing, on the urine bucket, in the cracks of the stones or on metal objects, people do not know why this kind of flower that can grow without soil and roots suddenly appeared, people are panicked and secretly guess whether the way of heaven is going to change, and finally the newly enthroned Emperor Yanguo borrowed "Huilin Yinyi" The contents of the eighth volume are announced to the world, saying that the Borneo flower is an auspicious omen, smallpox, which is not found in the world. This is what removes the doubts in people's hearts.

This is recorded in "Yan Biography", and on this day, Master Qingyun, who is highly respected in Guangqicheng and is respected as the 'National Teacher', suddenly passed away, but few people know about it.

Later, the city of half-moonlight became a hell on earth, and tens of thousands of monks were killed, which was called 'Buddha Slaughter Day' by Buddhists, and it was also not recorded in history.

In this year, Emperor Yan changed the state religion Buddhism to Taoism, believed in Changsheng, drew charms, and practiced a hundred medicines.

And this story began after this period of history became dust, the beacon smoke rose, the world was in chaos, the country wanted to be broken, the heroes were chasing the deer, the heroes asked the rivers and lakes, and the heroes asked the world, and some people just wanted a pot of rouge in the three inches of the country.