colorless kalpa

200 years later, the dynasties in the world have changed several generations, but for Qianye, time is just a snap of the fingers.With the passage of time, the feeling of not being able to become a Buddha, not being able to realize the Tao, not being able to break one's heart, not being able to get rid of reincarnation, going to heaven and earth, and not being able to go anywhere, was an endless torture for Qianye.Accompanying him is only the constant loneliness.

"Hahahaha, good! Refreshing!" A large wine bowl was thrown to the ground, and a barbarian with a beard and hair, numerous braids, and diamond earrings was in the middle of drinking, "I only know that Han people drink alcohol. Sipping the cup carefully, I never thought Han would be as straightforward as you..." As he spoke, the barbarian fixed his eyes on the peerless and beautiful face on the opposite side of the table, "What a beautiful man! Hahahaha..."

Ever since Qianye left the Bodhi Garden, the pure land of the world, he has been living in the mortal world, letting the smoke and fire of the world completely intoxicate his heart.He sits on the second floor of this teahouse restaurant every day, leaning on the railing and watching the people coming and going on the street, which makes him have a momentary illusion, as if he is not so lonely.He didn't dare to say that name again, but in his heart, that shocking name with blood and fire has never been forgotten, even for a moment, it never stopped tormenting and torturing his heart.

He hid in the imperial city of Chang'an, seeing all the prosperity in the world, and only poured himself a glass of dirty wine.However, at this time, the Son of Heaven was recruiting heroes from all over the world, and bearded people entered Chang'an one after another, and those with blue eyes and red eyebrows dangled before Qianye's eyes from time to time.For example, this one is here to provoke him.

"Hehe, if you said you want to fight with me for wine, that's all. I'll accompany you to the end, but don't say such abrupt words, otherwise, I won't be polite." Qianye said.

"Hey! Little beauty, you have such a temper, so energetic! Well, today, I'll drink with you. I'll drink a big bowl, and you drink three small cups. How about it? You won't suffer. I'd like to see , When you are drunk and unconscious, how can you be rude to me." Saying that, the burly beard rolled up his sleeves and drank a bowl of strong wine.

"Hehe." Qianye didn't say anything more, raised the wine cup, and drank one cup after another.

"General, drink less. You're drunk. It's not easy to discuss border defense matters at night." Standing behind the barbarian was a cautious young man with a machete on his waist, and he sneaked a vigilant glance at Qianye, deeply afraid of his own general. I really followed the path of this Han man.When he first came to Chang'an, he only heard that the beauties of the Han nationality are all vixen, and that the piano, chess, calligraphy, calligraphy, poetry and poetry that he learned were all used to seduce men.Who knows, today is an eye-opener. It turns out that even the men in the Han area are so elegant and extraordinary, but there is an unspeakable charm between their eyebrows and eyes, which fascinates their generals so much that they forget even the important military affairs. up.

General Hu blocked his hand and signaled his subordinates to be silent: "Beauty is the table, beautiful and delicious. The Japanese general enjoyed drinking today. Go and tell them what you have to discuss tomorrow. I will not go back to the barracks tonight. , unless..." General Hu Ren stretched out his rough, callused hand, as if to touch Qianye's chin, and seeing the cold look in Qianye's eyes, he naturally stopped in mid-air with interest, only making a vague gesture. Touching gesture, "Unless the beauty goes back with me. Hahahaha, this general can guarantee that I will put you in the military tent and pamper you until dawn!"

After hearing the obscene words, Qianye narrowed his eyes, staring at the face that was salivating at him in a vague way.Heh, mortals can't escape the smudges of emotions and desires after all, so don't blame them.Qianye's mind reappeared, the image of the blood barrier moving his lower body in the raging fire, and at the same time as his heart twisted, something strange appeared in his lower body.However, compared to these mortals, where can I get elegant?

"I heard that when you barbarians drink a lot of wine, when you get excited, there will be a special ceremony to show that you are drunk with the brothers at the wine table. Is that true?" Qianye said to the barbarian with a smile .

"You mean..." General Hu Ren looked at this beautiful man who seemed powerless with surprise eyes. He was stunned for a while, then he raised his hand and said to the subordinates standing behind him, "Take Here comes the knife."

Face-cutting ceremony is a drinking ritual among Hu people, which is similar to the Han people's drinking order with punching fists, but it is much more exciting and bloody than the Han people's games.When the two brothers were drinking to their heart's content, they would take out their knives and slash their cheeks with the tip of the knives in turn. If anyone is even half timid, he is not worthy to be the other's brother.When the blade cuts the flesh, you shouldn't even frown. On the contrary, you should hold a glass of wine, wait for the blood to drip into the wine, then raise your head and drink it all in one gulp.If you also regard the other party as a brother, you can invite the other party to drink your blood wine. Similarly, you should also drink up the other party's cup.It fully demonstrates that the Hu people, a nation on war horses, have a sturdy folk style.A cut heals quickly, but will likely leave a permanent scar, like a badge of brotherhood you wear.This also shows that Hu women don't care about men's faces, what they love is this kind of pride and masculinity. Of course, what they care about is more likely to be the majesty of other places.

"Even among us Hu people, this ceremony is a game that only the brave dare to play. This general has always been bold, and I don't know how many souls have been cut off by my sword. Let alone cutting off the face, even if it is cutting off the head, this general is also Have you ever been afraid! Besides, I don’t need this general anywhere, as long as I have the baby underneath, it will hurt you enough, hahaha! But, are you sure that you really don’t want this pretty face of yours? General Hu Ren held the handle of the knife and confirmed again.

"Oh, it's just a superficial appearance, but it's just a mirror image, what a pity," Qianye recalled the moment when he was in the lotus pond and saw his own old face that was transformed into a blood barrier to confuse him. He was shocked for a moment.He is honored as a venerable, and he is blessed by Buddha's fate. Since the coming of age ceremony, his appearance has not faded in the slightest.So at that time, when I saw my old and ugly appearance, I was afraid for a moment, and my heart was weak, so I was completely psychedelic, and then I saw the clear pool turning into a sea of ​​blood.After many years, he has already seen it.Besides, if it's his appearance that makes others want to provoke him, then just destroy it to save trouble.Anyway... There is no one he cares about in this world, who will come to appreciate it, right?

The author has something to say

I did not make up the custom of face-cutting by Hu people, it is true.knowledge is power.