It was very quiet in the Dao Hall, only the footsteps of Ning Que echoed in the corridor

Walking up the stone stairs to the upper floor of the hall, he looked at the stone window on the side of the corridor facing the street, where a light rain drifted from outside the hall and gently fell on Sangsang's green clothes and méiyou's cheeks.

Looking at this scene, Ning Que's feelings are a little complicated, she is washed by the chūn rain, fǎngfo has become much lighter, her breath has become much clearer, and it seems that she will leave the world at any time.

After seeing the broken stone statue of the Buddha at the Rotten Ke Temple, Sangsang became ill, like a human yiyàng, and began to get tired and occasionally cough, but at the same time she became less and less human.

Left behind by the red dust of the world, or returning to the kingdom of God, this is the problem that Sangsang faces, and it is also the problem that the academy wants to solve, Ning Que zhidào, this must be a long and difficult guochéng, just like a tug-of-war yiyàng, there will definitely be a reciprocation, so he is a little nervous, but he doesn't care.

He walked up to Sangsang and looked at the capital of Qi in the rain outside the stone window, and the two of them were talking and stood side by side in silence, as if they wanted to carve the streets and alleys in the rain into their eyes.

The street was very clean by the rain, but after a while, the rainwater on the surface gradually turned red, and judging by the shade of the sè color, it must have flowed a lot of blood from the temple.

The Dao Hall was still dead, and the cavalry commander of the Xiling Temple and his subordinates had executed Ning Que's request perfectly, and the slaughtered guochéng made no sound.

After another section of shijiān, the sound of the main gate of the Dao Hall opening sounded below, and Ning Que saw several cavalry of the Divine Temple, rushing into the chūn rain at an extremely fast speed, and then speeding away in several directions.

These cavalry had to rush back to Momoyama and report the latest situation to the adults in the temple, and they also had to inform the temple cavalry and the principals stationed outside the capital.

Two thousand Xiling Temple cavalry followed all the way, and Ning Que had always been a little curious about who was in charge.

The cavalry of the Xiling Temple, who was rushing towards the streets south of the city, suddenly raised the banner like a blood banner in his hand and shouted loudly, as if admonishing the people on the side of the street.

Although the chūn rain was not violent, it still made the cavalryman's voice a little muffled by such a distance. It's just that Ning Que's perception is so keen. Listen to that sentence clearly.

"Whoever disrespects the light will be damned!"

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Ning Que is very qingchu heavenly punishment is just a saying, he and Sang Sang have been together for twenty years, when did he see her personally criticize someone, not to mention that he had to go through the trouble of stabbing people with a knife.

In human history, it was always the Xiling Temple that condemned and killed Haotian on behalf of Haotian, or condemned and killed aliens in the name of Haotian, and Haotian didn't even know those things at all.

Sangsang was a little tired and went to rest. He stood by the stone window, looking at the capital of Qi in the rain, listening to the faint crying and shouting of killing in the rain, with a méiyou expression on his face.

There was a faint sound of shouting and killing in the distance of the wind and rain, and every once in a while, a cavalry team of the Xiling Temple came to the front of the Taoist Temple. Untie the sack under the saddle and pour the contents of the bag onto the stone steps in front of the temple.

The bags were filled with human heads.

As the days and nights passed like this, the heads on the stone steps in front of the Taoist hall became more and more numerous, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and the rain could not dilute half a minute at all.

In the surrounding counties of the capital of Qi State, there were priests and deacons who had participated in the bloody purge of the previous Daomen, as well as ordinary Taoists, a total of one hundred and eighty. All of them were beheaded by the cavalry of the Xiling Temple.

A skull on a stone staircase. It was piled up like a hill, and some of the heads were unwilling to open their eyes. Some of the heads had expressions of remorse and fear on their faces, whether the owners of these heads were honored red-clothed priests in front of them, or small people who were forced to be involved in the torrent, and now their faces were full of joy, and they couldn't see any difference.

Sang Sang woke up and ate a bowl of white porridge and two steamed buns filled with beef and radish under his service, and then walked to the stone window and looked at the heads piled up into a hill in front of the hall, a little mǎnyi.

The morning light was so fresh, and the paintings in front of the temple were so bloody, and the holy flame was burning on the skulls, and it quickly became so fierce that the rain could not extinguish it, but only added to the fire.

In the raging flames, vaguely nénggou saw the deformation of those heads and faces burned, and fǎngfo those who died could still feel the pain, the facial features were distorted, and fènnu was frightened.

An unpleasant scorching stench permeated the surroundings of the temple.

In the rain, thousands of Qi people were looking at the scene in front of them, and the expressions on their faces were finally not as numb as Ping's, they looked a little frightened, and more excited to watch the excitement.

"I'm Haotian. ”

Sang Sang looked at the pile of heads in the flames, and said expressionlessly: "My will, human beings must obey. ”

Ning Que thought for a moment and said, "Or you can change obedience to another description." ”

Sang Sang glanced at him and said, "For example?"

Ning Que said: "Although I believe in méiyou, I want to come here, there should also be an element of love. ”

Sangsang said, "Humans will never love me. ”

Ning Que looked at the middle-aged priest in front of the hall with tears on his face, and said, "I brought you to Qi Country to remind you that someone has been loving you, even if you die because of it. ”

Sang Sang said: "That's because I'm Haotian. ”

Ning Que shook his head and said: "In order to save you, Chen Cun died, Huayin died, Song Xixi died, and many people in the Temple of Light died. ”

Sang Sang said: "That's because they believe in Wei Guangming's words. ”

Ning Que said: "But isn't this kind of belief precious?"

Sangsang was silent.

Ning Que said: "You said that Master Qishan only saved you to save sentient beings, and you are not among sentient beings, so he doesn't really love you, what about the people in the Temple of Light? What about your teacher Wei Guangming? They just love you, not zhidào you are Haotian shihou, they love you, zhidào you are Haotian shihou, they love you the same, they love you in the same condition, why can't you give them the same love?"

Sangsang said, "So I should love the world?"

Ning Que said: "In the first chapter of the Xiling Temple, it was said: God loves the world. ”

Sangsang said: "I don't love anymore. ”

Ning Que said: "Because you're too tired?"

Sangsang glanced at him and said, "Your jokes often méiyou any logic. ”

Ning Que said: "Then why don't you love it?"

Sangsang said, "Why should I love the world?"

Ning Que thought about it and found that this was indeed a problem.

No matter which shijiè it is, all questions are afraid to be asked all the time, just like the word love that human beings have always been obsessed with, once asked, where will there be an echo?

Yes, you have to love for shime, a mother loves ziji's children for shime, a woman loves ziji's man for shime, and a country for shime wants to love ziji?

Even if it seems to be love under any condition of méiyou, look at it in the deepest depths. In the end, I can only get an answer that is cold and cold, and it is difficult to breathe.

Ning Que didn't know how to answer this question. Just as Shihou of Okawa Country, he and her méiyou explain qingchu love, nàme now, he is also unable to explain to her that shime is love.

At this moment, at the end of the long street in the rain, a god slowly walked up. The veil of the god is crimson sè, after being wet by the rain. fǎngfo was bleeding, and it looked particularly solemn.

The Throne of the Judgment has once again descended on the land of earth.

Ning Que méiyou unexpectedly, in Shihou on the shore of the South China Sea, he Yijing vaguely guessed who was in charge of the cavalry of the Xiling Temple, this day and night of bloody purge. then he affirmed Ziji's judgment.

To make such an important decision in such a short period of time and to have the ability to carry it out, there are only a few people in the Xiling Temple, and she, who directly commands the cavalry of the temple, is the most kěnéng.

"I don't want to see these people. ”

Sangsang turned and walked into the room, his voice a little tired.

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"In the three counties of Qi State, those who are disrespectful to the light are all dead. ”

Ye Hongyu said: "The official edict of the temple should be sent to the countries in the near rì, and the ruling temple yijing will be dispatched in advance, I believe it will not take long shijiān." This purge will be over. ”

Ning Que looked at her. Frowning slightly, I always feel that this matter is so simple.

Ye Hongyu takes off the crown. looked at him and said, "I want to see Haotian." ”

The scene at this time really looks like that autumn a few years ago.

Ning Que was like yiyàng at that time, and reached out to take the divine crown in her hand.

Leaf red fish méiyou to him.

Ning Que said: "It's so soon, I think you ...... back then."

Ye Hongyu said: "Don't be flamboyant, I'm not that idiot in Moshanshan, I don't want to rob Haotian of a man." ”

Ning Que sighed and said, "Aren't you flamboyant?"

Ye Hongyu dusted off the raindrops on his black hair and said, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and lead the way." ”

Ning Que said unhappily: "Ming zhidào I am a man of Haotian, and I don't respect it." ”

Ye Hongyu casually threw the divine crown on the table and said, "How can a person who eats soft rice be respected?"

Ning Que said angrily: "You say it again!"

Ye Hongyu tied his slightly wet black hair tightly and said, "You are a soft eater." ”

Ning Que suddenly mingbái felt about Chen Pipi's previous feelings.

He said angrily: "Being able to eat Haotian's soft rice is not a matter of nàmerongyi!"

Ye Hongyu said: "Eating soft rice is not Rongyi. ”

The two of them said that it was obviously not a kind of affection, and Ning Que was very embarrassed, and there was no way to continue the topic, and said: "She doesn't want to see the people of the temple. ”

Ye Hongyu thought for a while and said, "It's okay, I don't want to kneel down to her either." ”

Ning Que said: "It seems that your faith is not as firm as you said before. ”

Ye Hongyu was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Faith or hatred, which is more important?"

Ning Que did not mingbái she would ask this question for shime, thinking about revenge in Chang'an City, thinking about killing people in Snow Lake, he said: "Ruguo is me, naturally revenge is more important." ”

"Of course, that's because I originally believed in méiyoushime. ”

He looked at Ye Hongyu and said with a solemn expression: "As for how you should choose, I can't give a specific proposal, I just want to say, how to make you happy, you just do it." ”

Ye Hongyu thought for a while and said, "This is the truth from the heart?"

Ning Que said: "Yes, instinct and heart are always the strongest. ”