Chapter 428 The Battle of Omniscience and Almighty (2)
Nanzheng, Xipingyuan.
The smell of earth and corpses mixed together to form this huge piece of bad soil, and strands of Yin Qi, like pythons and dragons, rose from the ground to the sky, tightly covering the sky, crowding and trapping the light of the sun.
No water, no food, no life.
The bloated pus corpses wandered the earth day after day, using their hands and feet to patrol every inch of land where strangers might appear. A miserable wind roared in the sky, and the insubstantial green-faced ghosts and gods howled in the wind, repeating the words "Old Crow" in their mouths.
The strange screams are sharp and noisy, and they don't stop even day and night.
In other words, there is no difference between day and night.
The ground is blood, the plants are flesh worms, the sunlight is mist, and the air is corpse odor... Ghosts, gods and corpse spirits roam every inch of the land, snoring like a pack of dogs, always ready to tear reckless strangers into pieces of flesh.
, to fill the ever-hungry belly.
The boundary between life and death seems to be blurred to the extreme here. The living can turn into death, the dead can be resurrected, everything that is filthy, dirty, unbearable, greedy, dark...
This place seems to be the most putrid quagmire in the world. Flies and maggots are crawling and parading in the deep pool, and their bodies are splashed with dirty water. Every yellow bubble that rises is wrapped in a blinding and pungent stench.
But at this moment, in the putrid quagmire, the sound of wedding music came.
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"Prepare your salary, and the three stars are in the sky. What night will I see this beloved man? I am here, my son is here, how can I be such a beloved man?"
In the dark crypt, Tian Zhe, whose face was flushed, was shaking his hands and hesitantly singing, almost in tune.
Today, he rarely used the remaining water to wipe his hands and face, wiping away the dark red blood. Then, forced by his sister and his companions, he put on the bright red festive clothes and crown.
Beside Tian Zhe, Tian Yu and Zhang Yuanqing cheered and clapped, their faces filled with joy.
Today is the wedding.
Although there is no nacai, no asking for names, no naji, no nazhi, no date, no personal greeting, no high hall, no respect, there is not even a decent wedding hall.
But today, it is still a wedding.
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"Thinking carefully, the three stars are in the corner. What night is this, how can we meet like this by chance? How can we meet like this by chance?"
"Preparations are in order, and the three stars are at home. What night and day will I see such a charming person? Zi Xi Zi Xi, who can be so charming?"
After the trembling song, everyone laughed. Tian Zhe was pushed forward by Zhang Yuanqing, and he staggered closer to the graceful figure wearing a red hijab and sitting quietly on the ground in the corner.
He shivered and froze, his cheeks burning red.
"The good time has come, let's worship heaven and earth!" Zhang Yuanqing's strange laughing voice came from behind.
Bang!
Tian Zhe's knees weakened, and then he kowtowed firmly to the opponent.
Tian Yu, Zhang Yuanqing: "..."
Shen Ling: "..."
"I, I..." Tian Zhe raised his head after realizing it, and he was dumbfounded: "I'm not..."
"Brother Tian is really an honest man, and he doesn't want to be vague at all." Zhang Yuanqing looked at the red patch on Tian Zhe's forehead and couldn't help but admired: "This time, it's really solid!"
"puff!"
Tian Yu couldn't help but laugh, and immediately pinched Zhang Yuanqing's waist hard, seeing that he was deliberately pretending to grin.
"Are you a fool?" Under the red hijab, Shen Ling scolded and helped Tian Zhe, who was at a loss, and said, "Kowtow to me, I will be your high official?"
"You are my wife..."
Her palms were soft and small, filled with inexplicable warmth. Tian Zhe's heart felt sour, and the words he had hidden in his heart for a long time finally came out.
Tian Yu and Zhang Yuanqing were both laughing.
Shen Ling blushed and turned her head away, unwilling to look at him.
The warmth in the palm of the hand warms the body and the dark cave under the feet. The warmth flows in the blood, making the heart soft and soft.
It's like a dream, a dream that you won't wake up from...
For the first time, Tian Zhe felt that his hands had really grasped something. In this world, he no longer had an identity that had nothing to do and nothing to do. He seemed to have returned to a very young age, back to the world. That little one, so young that he could curl up in his mother's arms.
My head started to hurt.
His heart was full of warmth and sadness, and he couldn't tell whether it was Shen Ling or his mother in front of him. In short, they were both so beautiful and good, making people want to lean into her arms and want to say something.
Tian Zhe's mind went blank, like a soul returning from the netherworld that had lost its memory.
He held her hand, and sadness welled up from the bottom of his heart, like a tide, a black, overwhelming tide.
Never before - never before have such sadness and happiness been beating on the chest, hitting the chest like a sea wave, painful and happy, almost making people cry desperately.
He wanted to say that he had been really sad and tired these past years and really didn't know what to do.
He wanted to say that he had really exhausted all his strength, but no matter how he ran, he seemed to be unable to escape the destined ending.
He still wanted to say...but he couldn't say anything. He just held Shen Ling's hand tightly and cried silently like an idiot.
So warm and so familiar.
After his mother died, Tazori seemed to have finally found another person to cry to and talk to.
He was so tired. He really wanted to curl up into a small ball and pour out all the hardships he had suffered in his life, word by word.
From the downfall of his family, from leaving Jiangnan, from the illness of his sister... He wanted to cry and talk about the shadows of emptiness, sadness and depression in the past, and then his heart would be filled with joy.
very nice.
He felt so good...
A coward is even afraid of happiness, will be hurt when touching cotton, and sometimes will be hurt by happiness.
But once again, he felt that he was no longer a person with nowhere to go in this world...Tazori had always been a weak child, but in front of his sister, he could only arm himself with iron. Let yourself be as hard as iron, as if you have always been like that, which is a stronger support than iron.
It's so good... I can cry without reservation and be nakedly weak. He has waited for so many years and finally found his beloved.
"I'm sorry." Tian Zhe's throat trembled and he said with a cry: "I'm really sorry..."
Today is his big day. He shouldn't cry, but he can't help it.
It's all his fault.
If he hadn't been trying to cure his sister, if he hadn't stolen the Danbei Zuo family's elixirs, they wouldn't have been forced into the Western Plains, and then trapped by the evil spirits in this troubled land, like those underground. Like a rat, it lurks day and night, struggling to survive.
"I'm really sorry!" Tian Zhe finally cried loudly and hugged Shen Ling tightly into his arms: "It's all my fault!"
Shen Ling reached out to the side of Tian Zhe's face and wiped away the tears that rolled down. She gently touched Tian Zhe's cheek, and then hugged him back hard.
This crying man was like some kind of injured beast, trembling and howling, his whole body trembling, making Shen Ling also shed tears inexplicably.
Next to them, Tian Ling and Zhang Yuanqing watched this scene silently, their eye circles slowly turning red.
They had never seen Tazori shed tears, and they seemed to have never thought that this man as hard as pig iron would shed tears.
"I'm sorry..." Tian Yu sniffed and slowly lowered his head: "You don't actually have to follow me."
"It doesn't matter to me. It's not fun to go anywhere, and isn't it also fun to go to Xiyuan?"
Zhang Yuanqing pretended not to care and smiled. He looked at the small, dull head next to him, and his heart moved quietly.
He wanted to reach out and touch it, but suddenly he shivered.
"What do you want to do?" Tian Yu looked at him suspiciously: "What did you want to do just now?"
"No!"
Zhang Yuanqing retorted angrily in embarrassment, and then he grinned with a grimace on his face. Tian Zhe and Shen Ling in the distance both laughed.
It’s so... like... ah!
As his vision blurred, his head began to hurt again for no reason.
Whispering, that damn pain started again, like a dull knife cutting into the skull, piercing it, stirring repeatedly in the brain... and stirring... and stirring...
Tian Zhe staggered for a moment, his pupils trembled, his vision was dull, and he moved little by little over everything around him.
very nice……
It's like... a dream...
How good would it be if I didn't wake up from this kind of dream?
This time.
A voice that sounded like a murmur, but also vaguely like a call sounded, and between the sky and the earth, it seemed that some wonderful changes had taken place in the universe...
Immediately.
Shen Ling's hands felt empty. The warm body he originally embraced disappeared and was replaced by a void, absolute void.
"What's wrong?" Her heart sank inexplicably, she turned her head back in panic, and then her face turned pale instantly.
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There is a problem.
Is there a limit to human so-called reason?
People use the ability to know, understand, think and make decisions to judge the logic or good or bad of things. When deciding these interests or right and wrong, this ability of the subconscious mind to control thinking is defined as reason.
In the philosophy of the Greek philosopher Anaxagoras, reason was also known as Nus. This pioneer of atomic materialism believed that Nus was eternal, infinite, invisible, independent, knowing everything and controlling everything. everything.
Reason - clear, calm, practical thinking.
But what is reality?
Reality is an objective existence that conforms to common sense.
People call real existence, objective existence, and what can be observed reality, and name the thinking movement that conforms to reality as reason. But people are not omniscient creators...
Outside their reality, outside their objectivity, those things or concepts that cannot be understood, cannot be observed, cannot be spoken of, are like icebergs under deep water.
Just like a huge iceberg floating on the water, what can be seen by the outside world is only a small part exposed on the water. Only about one-eighth is exposed above the water, and the other seven-eighths is hidden under the water.
People curl up in their own practical thinking and arm themselves with rational thinking, but all these are just meaningless actions like barbaric fighting.
There are two small kingdoms on the two tentacles of a snail. The one on the left is called the Chu Kingdom, and the one on the right is called the Man Kingdom. The two countries often fight for territory and often have wars. Sometimes there are millions of corpses and rivers of blood. But how do these bloodshed and battles look to people?
And human reason——
What about things outside of reason?
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The void began to change in a whisper.
Everything that seems unexpected has become a matter of course under the destiny.
Fire, leaves, eggs, snakes, sheep's hooves...
It was weird beyond imagination, and holy beyond imagination. In the air behind Shen Ling, the bodies of Tian Zhe and Tian Yu blended together like mercury, followed by something that seemed to be whispering, but also vaguely like a call. The voices blended intimately into a sphere, as if they were indistinguishable from each other.
That's a huge cosmic egg——
Then the original god held a scepter and split the cosmic egg into two halves in the middle. He had both male genitals and female breasts, wings on his back, his body was on fire, and he had great and terrible thunder and lightning under his feet.
The first, the god of both natures, the lord of spring, the devoured, the omnipotent, the source of infinite space and time, Antothes—the almighty Dharma king, Phanes!
At this moment——
Officially resurrected!!!!!!
"Uh...uh uh..."
In panic.
No longer able to make a sound, Shen Ling found that her tongue was as soft and melting as wax, first her fingers, wrist bones, arm bones, and then her sternum and shoulders and neck.
That warm, melting death...
Not just her, at this moment, the entire Western Plains was melting like wax. The ghosts and ghosts who were powerful enough to collapse the sky and lift the mountains did not even utter a cry, they just melted into a Beach wax mud.
Zhang Yuanqing is dead, and his clothes have melted, leaving only a small, three-inch long mark, showing the traces of his life.
In the sky, the god who had emerged from the cosmic egg had clear eyes. He raised his head and cast his gaze into the void where he didn't know where he was, paying no attention to what was happening beneath his feet.
Why?
Shen Ling staggered and tried to get up, but there was a sound of the sand pile collapsing under his feet, and he fell softly.
Her legs had melted, and together with the leg bones and flesh, they had evolved into nothingness.
Why?
Weren't we obviously going to get married? Why did it suddenly become like this? Why was he about to die? Why? Where is Tian Zhe?
She stared blankly at the god who stood on the cosmic egg shell and had a flawless face. There was a sound of wind in her throat, and her eyes shed tears of despair. But the next moment, her eyes also melted, along with half of her cheeks.
Mortal happiness is like a boat made of thin paper. It floats on the water, and every time it advances an inch with the waves, it is eroded by the water and sinks an inch.
When the ultimate happiness comes, it is often the ultimate sorrow.
"Zhe...Tian..."
The wax-like monster was crying, crawling on the ground like a worm, or squirming while talking.
She no longer looked human, and most of her clothes and flesh had melted away. She was thick and disgusting, leaving large pools of mucus wherever she passed.
Only hijab...
Shen Ling's red hijab was light and fluttering, as red as rouge, shining delicately and delicately in the sunlight. The wind gently lifted her red hijab, revealing the hair under the red hijab.
That's a beautiful hair color, as dark red as wine, just like the light shining on the bride's head in a wedding red tent...
"You should kiss the ground under my feet, and then devoutly perform sacrifices for me with lambs and calves, instead of being like this, rude, crawling on the ground like a soft worm, staring at me with rude eyes. "
finally.
The crying and rustling in the ground alarmed him, the splendid and warm Lord of Spring. Faness shook his head helplessly, and then smiled softly:
"But I forgive you."
The body completely melted into wax and collapsed, and the last thing heard was the sound of the wind, the endless, silent sound of the wind.
Shen Ling finally thought of that night, the night when she and Tian Zhe cuddled together for the last time. Tian Zhe hugged her and said that when people die, they will think of many things like a revolving door, but the last thing they think of must be the most important thing in life.
The most important thing?
What is the most important thing to her?
As I lay dying, my scattered consciousness could no longer remember much, but my memory was inexplicably fixed on a certain moment.
It was an ordinary afternoon.
Thousands of guests were noisy, Hongqiao and flying boats were flying back and forth among the towers and palaces, making the scene as lively as a boiling tide.
"Today, there is a Dharma gathering for Buddhist disciples at the Jingang Temple. They are hosting it. You can eat and drink without charge!" At that time, Shen Ling extended his hand generously and said with a smile, "You can come to our building to watch the ceremony together! "
"...It's better to be respectful than to obey. This is my sister, her name is Tian Yu."
The sullen and indifferent young man hesitated for a moment, and then stretched out his hand, his face slightly red:
"At Shimodaori."
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"It seems that I died completely before. Didn't I even retain any consciousness?"
Looking at the wet wax melting at his feet, Fanes frowned slightly:
"It's so boring to live with someone for so long. This memory is really boring."
now.
The voice that seemed to be whispering, but also vaguely calling, fell silent and disappeared completely.
"Bai woke up first, did he succeed?" Fanes sighed, and then smiled inexplicably.
At the same moment, outside the realm of heaven, there was a clear light, leaping like clouds, covering hundreds of millions of miles of space and time in the universe, as if coming from the ancient heaven and earth, rushing endlessly, washing away everything.
In that misty clear light, a Tai Chi diagram of intertwined black and white yin and yang fish slowly emerged, turning into a golden bridge on the other side, arranging the earth, water, fire and wind, and clarifying the turbidity of yin and yang.
"It seems that the Taoist priest has also woken up." Fanes looked up.
On the Golden Bridge that stretches for an unknown amount of time and space, there seems to be a vaguely tall Taoist man standing on it with his hands behind his back.
His figure is faint and dark, like a statue of a supreme god, but it is also chaotic and inexplicable, just a hollow body made of pure energy...
