At this time, smart girls generally don't speak, just bow their heads slightly, and smarter girls will probably take advantage of the situation to snuggle into the man's arms, and only overly smart girls will ask that question: What you say is good-looking, is it a beautiful flower, or am I good-looking?

Sang Sang would not ask this kind of question, there was no shame on her face, and she would not snuggle into Ning Que's arms, she acted as if she hadn't heard anything, and walked directly to the other side of Yaping.

Ning Que was a little disappointed, but looking at the little white flowers on her sideburns trembling gently in the twilight breeze, she noticed that she didn't mean to pick the flowers, and felt very satisfied and very happy.

"Have you seen my second senior brother? ”

He picked up the dense green vines, chased after Sang Sang and asked, in his opinion, the second senior brother should be on the peak or somewhere in the precept courtyard to meditate on the Dharma, Sang Sang should have seen it by the way when he was looking for the Buddha.

Sangsang didn't turn around, and continued to walk forward with his hands behind his back, saying, "Idiot. ”

Ning Que couldn't remember how many times she scolded herself for being an idiot, her anger had already turned into numbness, and she shook her head helplessly, and only when she saw the picture below the mountain peak did she realize that she was really an idiot.

As the twilight deepened, the sinkholes surrounded by cliffs became dim, and only the field near the mountain peaks could still be seen faintly because of the reflection from the yellow temple roof.

There were countless black dots moving slowly in the field under the mountain peak, looking like hard-working ants, Ning Que knew that those were the farmers he and Sang Sang had ever seen.

That year, by the Tiankeng, according to the picture he saw, Ning Que estimated that there were more than 1,000 monks in the Hanging Temple, and at least more than 100,000 people lived in the wilderness in order to maintain this Buddhist country. Now when he came to the Hanging Temple, he found that there were countless temples in this mountain, and the monks who were offered were far beyond his imagination, at least tens of thousands, which meant that there were only millions of farmers who lived in the dark underground world for the rest of their lives.

In order to maintain the existence of the Hanging Temple, the monks must drive these farmers like livestock, and in this sense, those farmers are more like the serfs that have long been abolished in the Central Plains.

The more difficult the place, the more strict the class, Ning Que looked at the slowly moving black dots at the foot of the peak, and understood that those serfs must be making daily offerings to the monks, and the expression on his face gradually became solemn, as if he saw those tragic pictures that he had not really seen.

At that time, he and Sang Sang only glanced at the Hanging Temple and quietly left, and then he thought that if he was a wise and brave person, he might climb down the cliff and secretly go to the miserable world under the clouds, and launch those serfs to revolt and overthrow this deformed Hanging Temple with ant caves, but he was not.

Some people are wise and courageous.

That person was naturally the second senior brother Jun Mo.

Jun Mo left Chang'an City and came all the way to the Hanging Temple, in order to cultivate Buddha, but with his temperament, seeing the true situation of the Hanging Temple, where can he meditate on the Buddha?

Cultivating Buddha is not worshipping Buddha, Jun Mo saw that the world was so miserable, don't say that he kowtowed in front of the Buddha and asked, he must be angry and draw his sword, and kill the monks and the Buddha in the temple first!

Ning Que was looking for Jun Mo's figure in the Hanging Temple, no wonder Sang Sang said he was an idiot.

"Senior brother must be down there. He looked at the miserable world at the foot of the mountain, which was getting darker, and said, "I'm going to see him there, do you want to come with me?" ”

Sangsang came to the Hanging Temple to find the Buddha, he thought that she would not be willing to spend time with him to find the second senior brother, but he didn't expect her to agree.

Climbed the peak last night and fell again tonight, because of the different moods, the Yellow Temple Temple seen along the way naturally had a different appearance In Ning Que's eyes, there was no difference from the White Bone Mountain in the Demon Sect Mountain Gate.

When he climbed the mountain last night, he saw that the temple was gorgeous and solemn, thinking that this was the Hanging Temple of the Holy Land of Buddhism, and felt that it was taken for granted, but now he knew that it was not, the Hanging Temple was isolated from the world, but it could be so rich and peerless, that is the bone marrow of the serfs under the peak, the more gorgeous the temple, the more miserable the world under the mountain.

Walking down the giant peak, away from the ancient temple of Buddhism, to the real miserable world, the green and gratifying field in the eyes yesterday looks so gloomy in the night at this time.

The night couldn't completely cover Ning Que's eyes, he and Sang Sang walked forward in silence, their eyes slowly swept between the fields, and they saw fields planted with different kinds of rice, they saw steaming underground rivers, and even saw a few mountains, but these mountains were too inconspicuous compared to the giant peaks, like mounds.

At the bend of the river, he saw the place where the golden sand was spent, and he saw many arms that had been severed with sharp weapons, and behind the hill, he saw gems and jadeites in the grass, and the corpses of vultures pecked into white bones, and occasionally heard the strange chirping of birds.

The field is not blindly dark, you can see a lot of bonfires are radiating light, tents and felt houses are scattered on the ground, fat as pigs noble people hang all kinds of gemstone necklaces, holding skulls inlaid with silver wine utensils, mud-filled feet on the girl's crisp breasts.

No matter which tribe, there are always many strong men standing beside the nobles, those men hold leather whips and sharp knives in their hands, the leather whips sometimes fall on the bodies of cattle and sheep, more often on the bodies of slave girls, sharp knives are sometimes used to cut mutton, more often stabbed into the chests of slave girls men or old fathers, blood and wine are mixed together, the nobles look so happy, those cowardly and numb serfs, can only keep kneeling to the temple in the mountain peak, like useless ants.

Cowardice was enough, and numbness could be understood, but when the serfs offered the most precious gold and silver and the most chaste daughters to the monks with their hands, their expressions were so joyful.

The monks in the wilderness are small in number, and they have a status unimaginable to nobles, and they sit in warm yurts, and their palms gently fall on the heads of the believers, or on the bodies of the girls kneeling beside them, the picture looks a little strange, the sacred and the obscene are mixed together, very mysterious but still dirty.

Ning Que looked at the tent in the distance, listened to the chanting and moaning sounds coming from there, shook his head after a moment of silence, and said, "It's really ugly. ”

The small white flowers between the mulberry temples trembled gently in the night wind.

He looked at her and asked, "Why?"

Ning Que has a very deep understanding of the ugly and tragic side of the world, and he doesn't know how much he has seen since he was a child, but he can't understand why such a social structure is extremely unstable, why it can be maintained for so many years, why the people living here can endure it for so many years, and even seem very happy.

"As I said, this is a well. ”

Sang Sang looked at the cliff in the night sky in the distance, and said: "Sitting in the well and watching the sky, they can't see anything, and when they see the monks on the mountain, they think they are the real Buddha, and the Buddha's set is the most deceiving people." ”

Ning Que thought for a while and said, "Second Senior Brother is right, the monks deserve to die. ”

Sang Sang said: "The academy has always only looked at the heavens, not the world.

There was no mocking look on her face, but Ning Que knew what she wanted to say, but even if she was as strong as him, after seeing this miserable world, she had no way to make an excuse.

"You're right. ”

He said, "But since the second senior brother is here, the academy will definitely take care of it." ”

Because it depends, Ning Que and Sang Sang walked a little slowly, until the next morning came, the morning light illuminated the hanging temple between the peaks, and they were still a long distance away from the cliff.

The closer you are to the cliff, the farther away from the peak where the Hanging Temple is located, the lower the temperature, the more barren the property, the heavier the enslavement of the serfs, and the more miserable the life becomes.

The produce of the field is becoming scarce, the hardy weeds are growing and the grey-haired cattle and sheep are walking slowly through the meadows, and there are piles of stones in the grass and tattered cloth banners hanging from them.

When he came the day before yesterday, Ning Que had seen some stone piles and cloth flags, but he didn't pay much attention to them, and when he walked closer, he found that there were scattered black blood stains and a faint fishy smell on the stone piles.

Further on, he and Sangsang saw more disabled serfs who had been tortured, some people's tongues were cut, some people's ears were cut, some people's lower leg bones were directly broken, all kinds of misery, all kinds of misery, it looked really miserable, it was ugly, and I couldn't bear to look at it again.

Ning Que knew that his senior brother must be in the most bitter place, so he knew that he had not taken the wrong path, Sangsang could not find the Buddha, but it was not difficult to find someone, so he took him to the depths of the meadow.

The meadow is scattered with cattle and sheep, as beautiful as a cloud, but the color is a little wrong, and there must be a dilapidated felt house not far from the sheep, and there is often a lake behind the house, and the lake is blue, I don't know whether it is salty or sweet.

A lake overflows naturally, leaching out a large wetland, and the aquatic plants are abundant, and a little girl in a dirty leather coat, wielding a small whip, drives her four little lambs.

Ning Que and Sang Sang looked at the little girl and subconsciously remembered Tang Xiaotang.

It was probably the first time the little girl had seen strangers, but she was not afraid at all, and waved to them with a smile, and the smile on her little dark face was so clean, and her teeth were a little dizzy.

Ning Que looked at her and smiled.

The little girl drove the four lambs to them, and without speaking, she took Ning Que's hand, and took him and Sangsang to the felt room, meaning that they should be guests.

This wilderness is deep underground, isolated from the world, and no outsiders can find it, but it is still a human being.

Ning Que thought about the cruel pictures he saw that night, and then looked at the little girl holding his hand, and suddenly thought of the ruined Weicheng and the young men and women dancing by the bonfire outside Weicheng.

Hell and heaven are all on earth.

Sang Sang said: "Ignorance is innocence, innocence is cruelty, can't you see through it?"

Ning Que said: "Even so, why bother to say it. ”

It was then that he saw a picture of the other side of the lake.

There was a man kneeling there, surrounded by a monk.

The monk was dressed in a dirty khaki robe, and the sleeve of his right arm was swaying in the wind.

If it is someone else, this dress is naturally ugly, but with his elegant demeanor, it looks so upright and square, and no one can find fault with it.

(Chapter 3, and, before twelve o'clock, chapter 4.) Hell and heaven are all in the world, it is the lyrics of Dou Wei's song, which was used when Liansheng was born, a few days ago, a reader on Weibo @ me, I saw it, and I never returned, and then I suddenly found that it was good to use here. ）