Messenger of Bliss

Fanyue is a small frontier country in the north of Yinshan Mountain. Its terrain is unique, relying on steep mountains on one side, surrounded by deep sea on three sides, easy to defend but difficult to attack, almost isolated from the world.There are thousands of miles of fertile fields here, the four seasons are like spring, and the mineral resources are inexhaustible.

If not for that sudden disaster.

The earth-shattering loud noise completely shook people's peaceful lives. No one could have imagined that the sacred Yin Mountain, which has lasted for thousands of years, was actually cracked.

The grass and trees withered and withered, the land was extremely dry, and the strong wind and rainstorm swept away the flying sand and gravel, destroying the homeland once.The hungry beasts wailed day and night. They snatched away children, gnawed on the corpses, and were eaten and blooded by the same desperate people.Everyone is fighting, everyone is protecting themselves, everyone is at a loss, and there are ruins everywhere.They went to the sea, and found that the barrier they were proud of had now become a moat that prevented them from escaping, so they jumped into the abyss desperately, wrapped in the ocean and waves, and buried in the belly of the fish.

Heaven, purgatory, but one step away.Mayfly, blessing, the Bodhisattva will always smile and twist the fingers of the orchid, picking up one good fortune, but not overcoming hardships.

No matter how anxious you are all day long, when you give up struggling, you will return to silence.

Rotting and fetid corpses filled the shallows, living and dead, all alike.People stare blankly at the rising and setting sun as always, and their pupils gradually expand, just like life.

Bai Yan stood on the top of the Yin Mountain, looking at the white bones under his feet, his expression flickered, he didn't know what he was thinking.

It wasn't until Heitu climbed out of the crack that he broke away from his complicated thoughts, "Did you find it?"

"No."

"lost?"

"will not."

"What are you looking for?"

Heitu didn't answer, and he didn't ask any more questions, he just stretched out his palm, summoned Lve Ying, and sat cross-legged.He closed his eyes, lowered his arms in the dust, and chanted to himself.

Heitu didn't bother him, and stood silently behind him, his voice was extremely low and slow, faintly winding, quietly winding into the surrounding space.Time seems to stand still, the cold wind or the howling waves seem to be drifting away at this moment, as if a pair of thick palms caress the scars in the heart, appease the sorrow and resentment, and give people a short period of peace.

But he stopped abruptly.

"Ugh…"

As the setting sun sank, Bai Yan stood up with his brows pinched, and sighed annoyedly, "It's useless."

Heitu looked at the countless ghosts and wild ghosts in front of him, everything was so muddled again, nothing had changed at all.They follow suit, aimlessly, don't understand why, don't understand what's wrong, don't understand what day and night, they are the first to endure life and death before they know life and death, and they are the first to comprehend sorrow before they feel sorrow, and there is no way out.

"What are you singing?"

"Taixu curse, rebirth."

"They heard it."

Bai Qian smiled briefly, "It's not about them."

Heitu looked at him, but Bai Yan didn't want to meet his gaze. He stared into the distance and murmured: "Killing, lying, greed, ignorance, what evil karma do they have? I am the only one who should not be forgiven. "

Heitu lowered his eyes, "As I said, it was my fault."

Bai Yan didn't refute, and looked at the sky for a long time, finally, he shook his head, and regained his hippie face, "Temporary hugging Buddha's feet, maybe I'm not pious enough, let's go down the mountain?"

"Ah."

The two walked on the empty street that should have been full of traffic, and the floating light gourd kept making the sound of attracting spirits, but Bai Yan didn't look sideways, turning a blind eye to all the souls that tried to get close to him, as if he couldn't hear them.Heitu coughed lightly, and those ghosts fled as if they saw a plague god, and even the noise around Bai Yan's waist disappeared.

Bai Yan stopped, glanced back at him, and said with a smile, "After 500 years, the magic power of Jue Mingzong is still the same."

Heitu was used to his taunts, and nodded flatly, "You don't want to save them, why bother to lure them?"

"Temptation?" Bai Yan covered his lips and smiled, narrowing his beautiful peach eyes, "Temptation is good, but it's not all of them." He patted the floating gourd, "This thing is spontaneously looking for the best thing in the world , Make a little noise, tell them, I am here, you can go with me to the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss. Jue Mingzong, Fanyu, I am just a ferryman, and I can’t save anyone. Floating light only accepts spotless souls. "After he said this, he frowned slightly, tilted his head and pondered for a moment, then turned around suddenly, and looked at the man in front of him with sharp eyes, "Speaking of which, Jue Mingzong, you have killed countless people and committed a heinous crime, but my precious gourd , actually willing to accept your heart, why is that?"

Heitu's eyes were calm, "I don't know."

"Hahaha, it's strange, it's strange..." Bai Qian's slender fingers brushed over his left rib, "There are so many secrets of Jueming Sect."

Heitu took his hand and moved away from his chest, "I blocked their path to bliss."

What he said was insipid, but Bai Qian could still hear the interrogative sentence, and smiled, "Don't blame yourself, the master of the Bliss Sect, Brahma Jade Immortal, is dead, even if the floating light is opened for someone, I can't take them anywhere. "

Heitu stared at him meticulously. No matter what Bai Qiang said, no matter how much Bai Qiang said, he always listened to every word in silence. They are all gentle, but he probably doesn't know it.Heitu didn't understand why he liked the voice poured out from those pale lips so much, because he was a god?From Paradise, the most beautiful God?

"Don't blame yourself." After he finished speaking, Heitu responded calmly.

Bai Yan was stunned for a moment, his face showing sullenness, "I'm talking about you, I don't blame myself."

"Ah."

Bai sneered and raised his chin, "Hand."

His hand was still held in the palm of his hand, Heitu released it in astonishment, it was very cold, very cold, just like him.

"sorry."

"It's okay."

Bai Qian walked out a few steps carelessly, turned back, and shouted at him: "Wood, you stand there waiting to be moldy! There are so many ghosts shouting in my ears, you want to piss me off!"

Heitu stared at his back, walked past him, and stood beside him.

"Where?"

"Front."

Bai Qian rolled his eyes, and played the piano to Niu, "I said, can't you say a few more words? Even my gourd knows how to bark twice! Is it not boring enough to live underground for 500 years?"

"No." Heitu paused, "You can save a few words."

"Huh? I'll talk back, there is progress and progress!" Bai Qian applauded perfunctorily, pulled his sleeve close to his ear, licked his lips, and smiled: "Tu Tu, I don't know if I should say something speak…"

Heitu let out a cold snort from his nostrils, "Are you hungry?"

"I'm no longer a god, I can eat whatever I want! Huh?" Bai Qian opened his mouth exaggeratedly, "How do you know what I'm going to say?"

Heitu glanced at his stomach, "I heard that."

"Is there anything to eat here?"

"Ah."

"Friends enough!" Bai Yan laughed loudly, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and whistled loudly, "Let's go!"

Before he had gone far, he was blocked by the noisy crowd, Bai Qian didn't want to pay attention to it, but his astute ears picked up a familiar voice from the mob.He took a few quick steps, pointed at the moving heads and asked, "Where is that place?"

"Temple."

Bai Yan kept walking, "You are quite familiar."

"came."

"Whose temple?"

Before Heitu could answer, Bai Yan had already seen it clearly.

That's Bliss - his own, temple.

The tall gold-plated stone statue more than ten meters tall does not look like him at all, but Bai Yan knows that it is him.

"What's the use of this broken statue? What is the god of bliss? He is a liar! We burn incense and kowtow to worship him every day, what about him? Bless us! Bless our family, wives and children!"

After all the responses, anger filled the closed temple, and everyone shouted out of righteous indignation, "Smash him! Smash him!"

"Stop!" The boy in white clothes and short boots stood in front of the statue with a long sword in his hand, glaring at the villagers rushing up, "I see who dares!"

"Boy, are you not a local?"

"So what? Don't you want to blaspheme the God of Bliss!"

A villager rushed forward, and the young man forced him back with a wave of his long sword. The villager became anxious and yelled at him: "You brat! Get out! Don't get in the way!"

"God of Bliss is the best god! I don't allow you to insult him!"

"The best god? Hahaha..." A stooped old woman walked up to the young man step by step with her waist in her arms, and looked at him with her tearless blind eyes. "My family of fifteen... all died in this inexplicable Natural disasters, now I am alone... I am over seventy years old, I have accumulated virtue and done good deeds all my life, chanting scriptures and worshiping Buddha, and I have never had any evil thoughts about anyone, child, tell me..." The old woman pointed at the statue, her hands and voice Trembling, "What about him? Where is it?"

"I…"

"Go away!"

A stone flew from nowhere, but the child resisted it, and let the blood flow from his forehead. He puffed up his chest and said loudly: "In front of the Great God of Bliss, I will never hurt you, but I will never hurt you either." You are allowed to slander him." After saying that, he put away his sword and knelt down, "If you have any dissatisfaction, I will let him suffer."

"Son, why are you...why?"

The young man looked at the old woman and smiled firmly, "All living beings are the ones he protects, and I am one of them."

"This kid doesn't know how to flatter, come on!"

"Che'er!"

Bai Che's guardian was eager and had no time to worry. Just as he was about to make a move, he saw a long whip slashing across Bai Che's body, and swept him away from the crowd with lightning speed. trace.Seeing this, Bai Yan retreated back to the temple gate, held Heitu's arm and heaved a sigh of relief, knowingly smiled, "It's dangerous, I really didn't hurt this brat for nothing..."

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing who the god was, and then realized that there would be no god, and after a long silence in fear, only one person said timidly: "The child won't let us smash the statue, and a monster will take him away." Now, it seems that this idol must be smashed..."

"Yes, it must be smashed! Smash it!"

There were waves of echoing shouts, and Bai Qiang watched helplessly as the thing that symbolized him rolled down from the high Sumeru Seat, was smashed, his limbs were broken, and his head was cut off. For some reason, seeing it shattered, he He actually felt very happy, as if this god statue had shared some heavy sins for him.

"Jae Mingzong, have you seen that clay piggy on the ground?"

Heitu followed his gaze and looked over, not knowing why, "Yes."

"Do you know who that is?"

Seeing his solemn expression, Heitu pondered for a long time, but still couldn't understand, "I don't know."

Bai Yan immediately changed his face, and blinked playfully, "Guess."

The nature is hard to change, Heitu suddenly had a calculation in his heart, he looked straight ahead, "I."

"Hahaha..." Bai Yan laughed loudly, "Speaking of it...I'm sorry for you. 500 years ago, Immortal Fanyu killed the evil Jue Mingzong, who was full of evil, and who knew that he spread the rumors and became a fairy tale that lasted through the ages. ...The common people molded you into a pig and trampled on my feet, there is no way hahaha...Believe me, Jue Mingzong, this is not my intention haha..." Bai Yan pinched Heitu's cheek and laughed like he was drunk Wen, collapsed into his arms, "Tu Tu, I have wronged you, come, hug, don't cry, don't cry..."

He burst into tears and laughed, gradually lost his voice, and gradually, even his smile disappeared, leaving only a dry moan, "Now, I have also suffered retribution..."

The crowd smashed enough, made enough trouble and vented enough, set a fire, and dispersed in a herd.Heitu raised his arms involuntarily, hesitated behind his back for a long time, and still hugged him gently.

Bai Yan buried his head in Heitu's lapel without saying a word, at the end, he pushed him away, waved his whisk smartly, turned and left: "I'm hungry."

Heitu turned his head, took one last look at the statue engulfed in flames, was stunned for a moment, and quickly caught up with him.