Volume 5 The Stroke of God Chapter 18 The Moon is Missing
Preaching in the market, this is Ye Su's self-salvation, and it will also lead the world to carry out self-redemption, for the Haotian doctrine that this world has maintained for countless thousands of years, this change seems small, but in fact it is a revolutionary change, the worship of Haotian will be replaced by a new doctrine, and the yearning for the kingdom of God will be replaced by the love of this world, which is why Ning Que was shocked.
Ye Su looked at Ning Que and said: "Preaching is actually the process of uniting the hearts of the people and unifying the faith, how to do it, I am also trying, there are more precedents in the Taoist classics, if you are interested in this aspect, you might as well go to the book hall of the Xiling Temple, there are many books." ”
Ning Que lived in Linkang City, discussed and studied with Ye Su, the more he came into contact, the more he admired Ye Su, and he found that this man who lived in a dilapidated house seemed to be like a whetstone that had sharpened countless knives, the surface was so warm, the inside was so firm, there were many roughness that could not be seen by the naked eye, grinding those scriptures in the canon into fine powder and turning them into his own ideas.
In these days of discussion, Ye Su never expressed an opinion on how Ning Que could write that word, as he did at the beginning, just calmly recounted what he had learned in this life and the perception of traveling to various countries over the years. Ye Su is well-read, and has studied the canons and scriptures since he was a child.
In the discussion, Ye Su put forward a very interesting hypothesis, if Haotian is the rule of this world as the master said, then the objective and cold rule is what method to have life and power? He thinks that the biggest possibility comes from the belief of the people, Ning Que feels that this assumption is very reasonable, but thinking of the eternal night that will appear once every tens of thousands of years, he feels that there is something that makes sense.
In addition to discussions, Ye Su taught the children in the streets and alleys every day as usual, teaching carpentry, weaving, and brewing methods, and also briefly told stories from the canon.
In the middle of summer, the neighborhood of Linkang City, which is frequently filled with temporary buildings and old houses in disrepair, is so vulnerable to the heavy rain that houses collapse every day.
Ye Su took the children everywhere to rescue people, helped repair the eaves damaged by the rain, and even began to plan1 to start a comprehensive renovation of the drainage system in this neighborhood after the winter.
Because the disciples of the Sword Pavilion would occasionally come, Ning Que rarely came out of the dilapidated house, and naturally he didn't help to do these things, he just quietly observed the whole process, and gradually gained something.
In the end, the rain lasted for three days, and just when everyone was exhausted and about to despair, the rain suddenly stopped, and the sky suddenly cleared.
Countless cheers rang out in the rain-soaked streets and alleys, Ye Su carried the medicine box on his back, going back and forth between the houses, and he was very vigilant about the fact that there were too many mosquitoes and diseases after the rain.
Ning Que took the three broken bowls that carried the rain in front of the bed, looked up at the sun in the hole in the tent, and thought silently Why didn't you cry all of a sudden?
When Ye Su returned to the dilapidated house, he was already very tired, and handed the bowl of green vegetable rice in his hand to Ning Que and said, "I'm a little unwell today, you can eat first." ”
Ning Que looked at his pale and thin face, thinking that his current body was not even as good as an ordinary person, and if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would become a dead person before he became a saint.
"I don't eat it. He looked at the porcelain-blue sky on the broken roof and said, "I have to go." ”
Ye Su said: "I have nothing to teach you anymore, you should indeed leave." ”
Ning Que looked back at him and frowned slightly.
Ye Su smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry about pity, this kind of affection is a delicious poison for you now, and I won't have any hatred for you just because you want to kill me." ”
Ning Que thought for a while and said, "I still think it's a pity to kill you." ”
Ye Su said: "If you let me spread the news of leaving Chang'an City, then no matter how smart and studious you are, you can only write a dead word in the end." ”
Ning Que said: "I hope you can live, and I think you should also want me to live." ”
Ye Su asked, "Why?"
Ning Que said: "What you are doing and what you are going to do is very interesting, of course you will face a very difficult situation in the future, so you should need me." ”
Ye Su didn't speak, just smiled.
Ning Que looked into his eyes and said seriously, "You need the Great Tang Dynasty and the Academy." ”
Ye Su still didn't answer his words, and said, "Since you don't kill me, then settle the tuition before leaving." ”
Ning Que didn't take this sentence as a joke, took out the silver ticket from his arms, counted one and handed it over.
Ye Su took it and saw that it was a silver ticket with a denomination of one hundred taels of silver, and said with a smile: "It is rumored that you and that person are greedy for money, but now it seems to be true." ”
Ning Que said: "The tuition fees paid by those students are just a few bowls of green vegetable rice, and one hundred taels is not enough for me to give?"
Ye Su said: "A bowl of green vegetable rice with oil residue is much more important to you for those children than a hundred taels of silver, don't forget that it is white rice." ”
Ning Que thought about it, this is indeed the truth, and said, "Then I'll make up for it." ”
Ye Su said, "You help me buy something." ”
Ning Que returned to this alley from the market, stepped on the broken bricks in the sewage room, squeezed through the crowded shanties like a dance, and came to a house.
A few little boys like mud monkeys were happily eating with a bowl of sorghum rice, and their mother was staring at the thinner and thinner piece of meat tied to the stove, and the curtain in the corner was lifted, and the girl came out with her pants in her arms, looked at her mother and said, "Sir said, I want you to buy me a belt." ”
The mother said angrily: "Didn't I cut a cloth belt for you last night? I am wild on the street every day, and no matter how strong the cloth belt is, you will break it, where else can I buy it?"
Ning Que called out to the unhappy girl and handed over the things in his hand.
The girl was still very young, but she seemed very sensible, took the object and asked, "Who are you?"
Ning Que looked at the little girl's messy hair and said, "I'm your teacher's friend, this is the belt he asked me to buy, and the head flower he promised to give you before." ””
In the middle of summer, when the heavy rain stopped, there was a scorching heat, the humidity in the air was too high, and the sewage on the ground could not be evaporated for a while and dispersed an unpleasant smell.
Ye Su sent Ning Que away and came to a secluded place outside the street. Ning Que turned to look at him and said, "The little girl is very happy, I said you don't have any other ideas, right?"
"Her name is Huanzi, and she is a girl. Ye Su said.
Ning Que said: "Why do you explain so seriously? It's just a joke before leaving." ”
Ye Su said: "I don't know you very well. ”
Ning Que said: "I know her very well. ”
Ye Su said, "Who is she?"
Ning Que said, "Your sister." ”
Ye Su felt as if he had heard these two words somewhere, and then remembered that many years ago in Chang'an Snow City, he asked Mr. Da Que where he learned these two words, and he also heard these two words.
"The people in the academy are really annoying sometimes. ”
He looked at Ning Que and said, "So I still don't understand, why don't you want to kill me." ”
"You used to be annoying, but now it's good. Although I have always been a person who does not kill people, it is just that I need a reason to kill people. ”
Ning Que told him what he had done in Qinghe County, and then said: "Let Wudao kill Zhong Dajun, I want to help Guanhai solve some problems, Si Shi shocks Qinghe, a little bit of the anger in my heart, and most importantly, I want to tie the Buddhist sect ..... at least the Rotten Ke Temple to the academy." And meeting you in Linkang City makes me think of another possibility or the future of Haotian Dao Sect is on you, so why should I kill you?"
Ning Que didn't go far, and heard the sound of children reading in the streets and alleys, more precisely, it was not reading but reciting the method of weaving head flowers.
He turned to look at the alley, and saw that there was a mist in the twilight, and if he was far away, he could not smell the stench, but could only see the picture, which was somewhat different and beautiful.
The current Ye Su, who has integrated some of the ideas of Buddhism and the academy, plus his experience in the small Taoist temple, has his own view of the world, and this betrays Haotian.
Before Qingxia, he had already betrayed Haotian, and in Chang'an City, the Lord of the Audience also betrayed Haotian, even if the truly powerful person was once the most devout believer of Haotian, as long as he was really willing to think about it, then one day they would find their own way.
"Everybody will leave you. ”
Ning Que looked at the sky of Linkang City and spoke to her.
These days, he didn't get any direct wisdom from Ye Su, but he at least understood one truth: if you want to be holy in the world, you can't ask the sages.
After leaving Linkang City, Ning Que never entered the city again, only walked in the mountains, and there was no abnormality all the way, until he was about to approach the Xiling Divine Kingdom.
He wrapped a bed with a cloth belt between the solid branches, and at night, he rested on his side in the hammock, accompanied by the summer night breeze and light swinging, and soon fell asleep.
Suddenly, the sound of crackling firecrackers could be heard in the distance. He was awakened, rubbed his eyes and looked down the hill, only to see firecrackers everywhere in the small village.
He was a little puzzled, it was not the New Year, it was not a festival, and the festival of light would take many days, so why were the people in the village setting off firecrackers? Could it be that someone died?
Even if someone dies, it is impossible to release it from every house.
When there was also a faint sound of firecrackers in the distance on the other side of the mountain beam, Ning Que knew that something must have happened, and his expression gradually became solemn.
He suddenly noticed that the moonlight in the forest was a little light, or compared with the usual moonlight, it was only a little lighter, and ordinary people probably wouldn't notice it, but for him and the people in the academy who often looked at the moon and scolded the teacher, this light was very dazzling.
Ning Que looked up at the night dome, and then couldn't take his eyes off it.
The bright moon in the night sky, I don't know when it was missing.
(Hopefully I'll be back tomorrow night, but it's unlikely, I'll be back the day after tomorrow at the latest.) )