The West Desert is in the west of West Chu, the west of the Heavenly Palace, it is a Buddha country, it is also a demon country, here is not compared to the Central Plains, there are people in charge of the emperor, the West Desert has always been a desert, at most the crowd set up a camp tent, the people here are rough mines, and the character is eclectic.

The life of the people here began to get better decades ago, and it was said that the killing god a few decades ago, holding a long knife, led the 100,000 Chu troops into the Western Desert, of which 50,000 were stationed at the border pass, and 50,000 people moved with it, setting off a bloody storm at that time, and the child stopped crying when he heard his name.

It was also from that time that the West Desert began to have a lot of small cities, and then there was no Demon Sect, and the Demon Kingdom stopped at that time, it is said that after the killing god entered the Tao, he took 10,000 horses to block the north of the West Desert, and in front of the mountain gate of the Demon Sect, he killed the sky and the earth was dark, and the killing god was covered in blood, and only more than 1,000 people were left with the 10,000 people killed, which was the origin of the later West Desert camp.

Someone on the side saw the old storyteller smacking his tongue, and they coaxed him one after another, throwing money into the old man's bowl, urging the old man to continue.

The old man squinted, but he didn't look carefully at how much money was in the bowl, just shook the bowl, listened to the sound, then smiled, said a good word, and then began to clear his throat.

In the center of this Western Desert, there is a place called the Great Leiyin Temple, which is said to have 18 Arhats, there are Buddhas sitting in the middle, and there are scriptures on the wall to watch, and the killing god does not believe in the true Buddha, so he took one of his cronies and entered the Leiyin Temple.

There was a man who had heard the story on the side, took a sip of wine as if laughing at himself, pulled the hat on his head, opened his eyes to look at the old man, and then half his eyes, as if immersed in some past.

When I entered the Lei Yin Temple, I was still very angry, because of a couple in front of the temple, it seemed that the man gently put down the woman's hand, put his hands together and recited: "In the next life, I wish to have both laws, and I will live up to it." ”

The woman didn't listen to the next sentence, brushed her hands and left, just snorted coldly and was lucky to have no afterlife.

The killing god stepped forward and pushed the man like an unprecedented, and sneered: "Saying these words that live up to your promise, you are a great bodhisattva, what is the difference between this behavior and those demons killed by Lao Tzu? Could it be that Rulai is a good manly rabbit? The bald rabbit is also in tune." ”

The man didn't reply, but just bowed his head and looked frightened, folded his hands, and muttered: "Amitabha, sin and sin." ”

The killing god raised his eyebrows, exhaled a rough breath through his nose, and turned around and said: "Go, go in with me to have a look, I want to see how this Buddha has kind eyebrows." It's just that when I turned around, I also saw the woman with curiosity in her side eyes, and the killing god gritted her teeth, at that time he was not full of yellow teeth, and he looked quite handsome.

Entered the big thunder sound temple, just those two, through the eighteen Arhat array, and the Buddha fighting the sky is dark, when the temple golden light flashed, the Buddha people can see, not long after, the killing god out of a foot kicked the monk into the temple, and roared: "Go to see your Rulai, remember not to bear him." ”

The woman was also exquisite, guessed the identity of the killing god, only went up to look at the killing god, and said with a smile: "This demon can be killed, and the Buddha can also be killed?"

The killing god snorted coldly, "How can you not kill it?" The woman covered her mouth and laughed, and asked again: "This Western Desert has been decided, can you put down the butcher knife?"

"Why not?" The person behind the killing god responded coldly, but then he didn't know how this woman did, so he accepted the killing god, and there was no more killing god in the Western Desert, only one more retired Jianghu person.

After drinking a sip of the unique heroic blood of the Western Desert, the man snorted coldly: "Although it's nonsense, it's okay, I salute your old man." The man took the bowl and drank it all, then pulled the hat on his head, put the bowl on the table, and turned away.

Originally, some of the drinkers who heard the man snort coldly and were angry, seeing the man's behavior like this, it also disappeared two or three points of fire, just as he was a lover, he didn't believe in this storytelling, but the storytelling was nine points false plus that one point true, so the drinker didn't think much about it, only shouted for the old man to continue to talk about the details in the Leiyin Temple.

The man who went away was naturally an old drunkard, and when he walked into the Leiyin Temple, he didn't break through the eighteen Arhat arrays, and he had just entered the realm of heaven and man, and he naturally couldn't deal with the eighteen vajra arhats of the realm of heaven and man.

It's just that the arhats clasped their hands together, saying that the Buddha had invited them.

The old drunkard's guards were not allowed to enter the inner temple, but the old drunkard walked in alone, wanting to see what the Buddha wanted him to do. I didn't see the true face of the Buddha back then, but I saw an old monk in the inner temple bowing his head and sweeping the fallen leaves all over the ground, and there were words in his mouth, "The Buddha said, there should be a distinguished guest today, let me welcome the guest, but I haven't finished sweeping the fallen leaves, so I can only talk to you like this." ”

The old drunkard pursed his lips and said, "You Buddhas, you like to pretend to be in a posture, and I ask you why you say that the Buddha is sitting in the temple since the Buddha is not there." ”

The old monk leaned the broom against the tree, and took the old drunkard to a pond, there was only a lotus flower in the middle of the pond, and the old monk said: "Amitabha." Then he didn't know what he was thinking, and the old drunkard just watched.

I saw that the old monk was chanting in his mouth at that time, but the golden words were quietly formed, printed on the lotus, the lotus blossomed, and the golden light poured into the sky.

"The donor has a lot of karma in this life, and the way of cultivation and killing, sooner or later he will suffer from it, and the Buddha said, cherish the people in front of him. The old monk turned his head, but looked down at his hands and closed his eyes.

The old drunkard looked at the faint appearance of a door in the sky, but his mind settled down, and he knew in his heart that this Buddha was not completely false, but he just sighed that the people of this world were blindly obsessed with Buddha, and how many people had seen the real Buddha when they came? Now he doesn't know what a Buddha is, but he is also embarrassed.

The old monk should have seen the old drunkard's thoughts, and said: "The donor should come to this temple again in the future, and the donor will be able to see the true Buddha at that time." ”

Just raised his eyes and looked at the little golden light above the lotus for the last time, the old drunkard turned around and left, he had only one thought in his heart at that time, anyway, he couldn't beat it, and he couldn't be reasonable, so he talked nonsense.

Walking to the gate, I saw that the man only felt angry in his heart, so he kicked in, as for the woman who was smiling with green silk on her face, she stammered when she first met, how could she snort coldly, and at that time she was followed by that bastard, and she didn't talk about anything else, but I don't know how, my heart completely disarmed the family.

Thinking about it, the old drunkard's feet were still fast, and there was already a grave in front of him, and there was a grave keeper in front of him.

The old drunkard asked, "Do you drink alcohol?"

The grave keeper heard this voice, raised his head in disbelief, and then there was a crystal clear in his eyes: "There is no wine here." ”

"But if there is a grave, why, can't you take a look at these old brothers with me?" The old drunkard took out a pot of wine from his arms, the wine was the blood of the heroes he bought before, and the person in front of him was Xiongye who fought together in the Western Desert in the past.

Yuno walked some distance with the old drunkard, and when he came to a stone monument, the two stopped together.

The inscription is engraved "West Chuva West Desert, there are 40,712 dead soldiers, and the heroic soul is buried here." ”

In front of the two of them, more than 40,000 graves stood one after another, and the old drunkard stood up solemnly and sprinkled all the heroic blood in the wine pot on the ground, "Lao Tzu is good wine, but you Wang Ba calves don't give you a toast when you see Lao Tzu come to see you, and when I go down, I will definitely beat me up, I will fucking give you all the drink, this general is quite interesting." ”

The name of the wine is the blood of the heroes, there are heroes in the Western Desert, the blood of the heroes is fierce, and the liver and intestines are broken.

The old drunkard looked at these graves with his hands, and then turned his head to Xiongye and said: "What is there to guard this tomb, damn it, after a while, the little rabbit cub of the Southern Tang Dynasty must want to display his father's unfinished ambition and attack Chu in the west. ”

Xiongye smiled: "So many brothers are watching here, if my hometown is on fire, I, Xiongye, can still sit here and chat with them, don't you dream of killing you that night, but you, really plan to be the second in your martial arts list, and you have never entered the court?"

", there is no first or second martial arts list today, only me, the butcher, and you, the half-bow. The old drunkard punched Yuno, remembering that when Yuno enlisted in the army, he was in a good mood, so he deliberately ridiculed this newcomer, and threw a hard bow specially used for himself, estimating that he could have a six-stone power, but Yuno, who was still a chick at the time, was red like a monkey's ass and only half of it was opened, and was named half a bow by the old drunkard on the spot.

"Old butcher, there are not many people alive who can call me half a bow now. Xiongye sighed, and the two were silent for a long time, among the more than 40,000 brothers lying down, there were too many old brothers who were still together back then, and only they could call the two by their nicknames in the army.

"Why, I have withdrawn from the scenery of Western Chu, and I am ready to come to Ximo to persuade me to return to the army and prepare to return to Chu at any time?

"I know that you will go back if I persuade you or not, and that high barbarian, Cai Cripple, the three of you must not fall into the majesty of our brothers when they conquered the Western Desert. "In the Western Expedition, the old drunkard Wang Qi was the commander, and the three generals under him, Cai Tingfeng, Xiongye, and Gao Chen, now except for Gao Chen, who is still in the army, has retired to one side.

Yuno was speechless for a moment, but just stretched out a fist, and the old drunkard was happy and collided with it with his fist.

"Old butcher, go to the Heavenly Palace to start quickly, don't grind, that kid Xuanyuan used to be a bad patient. The old drunkard nodded, then looked at the graves full of mountains, and said, "It's quite reluctant." ”

Yuno turned his head, he couldn't bear to look at the old drunkard anymore, and the old drunkard patted Yuno, "Old man, take care." ”

Then Xiongye only felt that there was a gust of wind, the old drunkard had already left, and Xiongye stood in front of the monument alone, facing the 40,000 graves, and said to himself: "You have been fucking beautiful, and you have also been down, can't you live well." ”

The picture of the three people who left the border army together suddenly appeared in his mind, and then Xiongye turned around, like a lonely old man, "Actually, that's it, it's okay, Xi Chu and I are waiting for Xi Mochen, the old butcher, let's go." ”

In the distance, the earth was blown by the wind, and the ground was lifted into a small patch, and in the midst of it, some of the weeds that were desperate to survive struggled to burrow out of the sharp corners, and as far as the eye could see, there were countless weeds, dancing with the wind.

A huge cemetery, but there are countless lives quietly rising.