[Comprehensive Mythology] Asking about the beginning
Chapter 7 Rong Chu, Wake Up, Ye Luo
"My name is Rong Chu."
The man's Qinglingling voice is like a gentle and smooth silk, revealing an intoxicating beauty and passion for no reason in the hot summer.Eyebrows are lingering, and the slender figure reflects the fine silhouette under the sky and clouds, clean and beautiful.
The injury on his body has recovered, and he can no longer feel the slightest trace. The dagger pierced into the abdomen is lying quietly on the bluestone ground beside him, without the slightest edge at all.
Stand up and stand up straight.There is still a little fatigue left in the body that has lost too much blood, but it has not affected thinking and actions.
The memory went back to the last time he saw before he fell into a coma, pursing his lips, Jiang Ning bowed respectfully to the man whose back was turned to him, and said gratefully:
"In Xiajiangning, thank you son for saving me. I just don't know..."
After a little hesitation, Jiang Ningfang continued to ask:
"Where is my shipmate now?"
After finishing the general words, I feel inexplicably apprehensive.I just feel that every breath of this man gives people an inexplicable pressure.
"They are all right"
He explained it kindly, turned around, and there was no superfluous expression on that handsome and Qinghua face.The man who said his name was Rong Chu glanced across Jiang Ning's eyebrows, and finally, he stopped on the jade crown with his hair.
The eyes were erratic and dim, unable to discern the true emotion.
As if bewitched, he stretched out his palms with jade-like bones, caressing Jiang Ning's eyebrows and eyes:
"Your living soul belongs to this world, but it doesn't belong to this world, but does it?"
The hairs on his hair suddenly rose, and he abruptly stopped the weird intention to run away.In the stiff tone, there was an indescribable weirdness and unnaturalness, but he managed to maintain a righteous tone:
"My lord, I'm sorry I don't understand what you said."
This is the second time Jiang Ning heard the same words, so sharply, telling Jiang Ning's origin, tearing apart the disguise that he has been confused and unwilling to admit:
In this strange yet familiar world, he, Jiang Ning, is just an outsider, a person who does not belong to this world.
No matter how much he tries to integrate into this world, after all, there is a gap.
But the next sentence of the man named Rong Chu made Jiang Ning extremely astonished.
"I don't belong to this world either."
Three thousand big worlds, three thousand small worlds, and three thousand medium worlds.In Buddhism, there is a saying that the sands of the Ganges River are counted, which means that the heavens and myriad worlds are like the sand in the Ganges River, which is inexhaustible.
But even if it is a vast place, it will have its end.But where Rong Chu was, there was another existence farther away than the heavens and worlds.
That is a farther distance than thousands of years of time and space.
The soul dreamed for thousands of years, and now, he finally met a soul that did not belong to this world.
How lucky.
The fingertips rubbed against the sword handle at the waist inch by inch, and the remaining words seemed urgent and restrained:
"I can let you go back to your world, but before that, you need to grab something for me."
The thin lips were pulled up, and between the tender eyebrows, there was an indistinct indifference:
"You can refuse, but the price is definitely not what you are willing to bear. As for what that thing is, I will tell you when you have reached the level of cultivation. As for now, even if you know it, it will be useless. "
As soon as he pointed out, facing Jiang Ning's forehead, something cold and biting pierced into his mind, and he was powerless to resist.In a daze, I heard the man's words continue:
"There are no immortals or saints in this world. It is the end of the Dharma. In the final analysis, it is just the result of the game between those parties who refused to admit defeat. It has implicated many creatures for no reason, but it has nothing to do with me. For the current plan, but It is time to leave, don't become someone else's pawn, even if you want to leave at the wrong time, you can't."
Obviously, his mind was in chaos, but for some reason, the man's words did not miss a word, which was exceptionally clear.It made Jiang Ning suspect that he intended to let himself hear it.
After a long silence, he heard the man sarcastically say:
"Withered with the grass and trees, there is no afterlife, and there is no reincarnation. I really don't know how those people will react when they know this ending?"
With a casual tone, he lightly tapped the hilt with his fingertips, and the sword repair man named Rong Chu once again set his sights on Jiang Ning.
The young boy, who is not yet twenty, has long since faded away from the youthfulness and innocence of his youth, and his whole person presents a kind of vigorous vitality.With clear eyebrows, upright posture, and a handsome face, there is no impulsiveness and violence that should be seen at this age.On the contrary, he is gentle and elegant, showing demeanor.He really is a good son in troubled times, a handsome young man.
The slender eyelashes covered the black pupils, and the slightly twitching eyeballs showed that this person was not stable.
He has not lost his sanity, nor has he fallen into a coma.Rong Chu, who was the initiator of all this, naturally knew it better than anyone else.
The sleeves of the robe embroidered with silver patterns on a white background fluttered, leaving a faint silhouette in the sun.A gust of breeze passed by, and everything seemed to have a deep fault.
A strong, almost suffocating feeling swept over Jiang Ning, and the wound on his abdomen seemed to have experienced endless devastation at that moment.It split slowly but firmly, and the figure of the white-clothed black-haired sword-wielding man in the sunlight gradually drifted away.Fragments of memory flashed across the eyes quickly, and then went away.The impression of the man named Rong Chu faded a little bit.
"You woke up!"
The man's cheerful voice echoed in his ears, he pressed his aching forehead, and he wanted to get up.But he froze when his palm touched the slightly hard bed board.
His eyes quickly scanned the scenery that his eyes could touch, and the corners of his pale lips could not help but laugh for a moment, which almost destroyed the usual modest and calm appearance.But quickly covered it up, holding back a smile and cupping his hands:
"In Xiajiangning, I don't know what to call this little brother?"
"Laugh if you want, what's the point of holding back like this? If you don't feel like holding back, I'll find it troublesome for you!"
He waved his hand nonchalantly, and the owner of the voice swallowed his tea and said:
"You're lucky. You've been in a coma for a few days, and all your injuries are gone. Poor young master, I'm in trouble. If you don't wake up again, young master, I will leave alone."
While speaking, he put down the tea on the table, and nimbly took out a small knife of unknown shape from the bound body.Walking the dragon and snake with his hands, I don't know what kind of tricks the man used, but in just a moment, he was liberated from layers of mummy-like restraints.He took out a bag from behind, collected several sets of clothes, and while changing himself, threw the bag to Jiang Ning, and hurriedly said:
"Since you're awake, quickly change into these clothes, and leave with the young master. Don't wait for that tigress to come and then be unable to leave."
baffling.
There were some suspicious cracks on the handsome face, Jiang Ning was unambiguous, took the bag thrown by the man, chose a few eye-catching ones, and put them on slowly.Occasionally, I commented on the fabric and workmanship with great interest, always feeling that this is not something that ordinary people can produce.
After changing, he saw a red-faced and white-toothed young man, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a dark blue and black suit, with a thousand machine crossbow pinned behind his waist.Tall and straight, with a long waist and long legs, he is extraordinarily full of vitality.
"My surname is Tang, and my name is Yeluo. Tang in Tangjiabao, Yezi's Ye, and Luoye's Luo, you have to remember it well, don't forget it. In the future, in Sichuan, just report to me if you have anything. name will do.”
If the domineering words leaked out, if one ignores the constantly wandering eyes, it can barely be regarded as having some degree of credibility.
"Tangjiabao? This is the middle of Sichuan? May I ask this Mr. Tang...do you know where your former companion is now?"
The memory stays at the part where the boat went out of the canyon, in the chaos, as if it encountered some extremely powerful opponent.The abdominal wound has healed, but there are still some traces.
Zhang Yong and the group of Ci Leye people who stayed with him before are no longer there, and the clothes on his body have obviously been changed long ago.As for the wound, it was also taken care of very well, otherwise he wouldn't have regained his energy as soon as he woke up.
He didn't make a fuss or act rashly, put on his clothes, and faced the young man's erratic eyes.Jiang Ning sang a fat song and said:
"Please also tell Mr. Tang, Jiang Ning is very grateful."
"Young Master Lao Shi, you can just call me Young Master Ye Luo."
Glancing nervously out of the window, Tang Yeluo changed his serious expression, and respectfully returned the salute to Jiang Ning:
"Young Master Jiang has some doubts. I should know everything I can say. However, it is almost noon, and Young Master Jiang has been injured and has been in a coma for many days. Thinking about it, he is hungry. Why don't you go out with the young master and eat well in this city of Yizhou?" Wait for a while, and then listen to the young master explain it to you in detail."
Yizhou City......
Sure enough, guessing that this person did not have any malicious intentions, he immediately nodded, Jiang Ning clapped his hands and said:
"That's it, just as Ye Luo said."
The rebellion of Wang Xiaobo and Li Shun spread far and wide, even this city of Yizhou once fell into the hands of the rebels.Later, the government sent the official Wang Jien, and it took several months and lost the lives of several soldiers before recovering him.
The rumor that the emperor on the Dragon Throne snatched the throne from his nephew did not spread in a day or two, let alone widely.This official Wang is said to be another important supporting role of the sound of the ax and candle shadow, who assisted the current official Zhao Guangyi to kill his brother.
The truth about Jiang Ning is unknown, but it is obvious to all that this official Wang is loved by the officials.
No matter how favored this man is, he is nothing more than a castrated eunuch, and the task of governing the land of Shu still falls in the hands of scholar-bureaucrats.It was at this time that Wang Dan and Wang Xianggong of the Privy Council recommended Zhang Yong to the officials.
Since he knew Yizhou, Zhang Yong's destination was naturally Yizhou City.
It turned out that during this period of coma, did he actually arrive at Yizhou City?
The man's Qinglingling voice is like a gentle and smooth silk, revealing an intoxicating beauty and passion for no reason in the hot summer.Eyebrows are lingering, and the slender figure reflects the fine silhouette under the sky and clouds, clean and beautiful.
The injury on his body has recovered, and he can no longer feel the slightest trace. The dagger pierced into the abdomen is lying quietly on the bluestone ground beside him, without the slightest edge at all.
Stand up and stand up straight.There is still a little fatigue left in the body that has lost too much blood, but it has not affected thinking and actions.
The memory went back to the last time he saw before he fell into a coma, pursing his lips, Jiang Ning bowed respectfully to the man whose back was turned to him, and said gratefully:
"In Xiajiangning, thank you son for saving me. I just don't know..."
After a little hesitation, Jiang Ningfang continued to ask:
"Where is my shipmate now?"
After finishing the general words, I feel inexplicably apprehensive.I just feel that every breath of this man gives people an inexplicable pressure.
"They are all right"
He explained it kindly, turned around, and there was no superfluous expression on that handsome and Qinghua face.The man who said his name was Rong Chu glanced across Jiang Ning's eyebrows, and finally, he stopped on the jade crown with his hair.
The eyes were erratic and dim, unable to discern the true emotion.
As if bewitched, he stretched out his palms with jade-like bones, caressing Jiang Ning's eyebrows and eyes:
"Your living soul belongs to this world, but it doesn't belong to this world, but does it?"
The hairs on his hair suddenly rose, and he abruptly stopped the weird intention to run away.In the stiff tone, there was an indescribable weirdness and unnaturalness, but he managed to maintain a righteous tone:
"My lord, I'm sorry I don't understand what you said."
This is the second time Jiang Ning heard the same words, so sharply, telling Jiang Ning's origin, tearing apart the disguise that he has been confused and unwilling to admit:
In this strange yet familiar world, he, Jiang Ning, is just an outsider, a person who does not belong to this world.
No matter how much he tries to integrate into this world, after all, there is a gap.
But the next sentence of the man named Rong Chu made Jiang Ning extremely astonished.
"I don't belong to this world either."
Three thousand big worlds, three thousand small worlds, and three thousand medium worlds.In Buddhism, there is a saying that the sands of the Ganges River are counted, which means that the heavens and myriad worlds are like the sand in the Ganges River, which is inexhaustible.
But even if it is a vast place, it will have its end.But where Rong Chu was, there was another existence farther away than the heavens and worlds.
That is a farther distance than thousands of years of time and space.
The soul dreamed for thousands of years, and now, he finally met a soul that did not belong to this world.
How lucky.
The fingertips rubbed against the sword handle at the waist inch by inch, and the remaining words seemed urgent and restrained:
"I can let you go back to your world, but before that, you need to grab something for me."
The thin lips were pulled up, and between the tender eyebrows, there was an indistinct indifference:
"You can refuse, but the price is definitely not what you are willing to bear. As for what that thing is, I will tell you when you have reached the level of cultivation. As for now, even if you know it, it will be useless. "
As soon as he pointed out, facing Jiang Ning's forehead, something cold and biting pierced into his mind, and he was powerless to resist.In a daze, I heard the man's words continue:
"There are no immortals or saints in this world. It is the end of the Dharma. In the final analysis, it is just the result of the game between those parties who refused to admit defeat. It has implicated many creatures for no reason, but it has nothing to do with me. For the current plan, but It is time to leave, don't become someone else's pawn, even if you want to leave at the wrong time, you can't."
Obviously, his mind was in chaos, but for some reason, the man's words did not miss a word, which was exceptionally clear.It made Jiang Ning suspect that he intended to let himself hear it.
After a long silence, he heard the man sarcastically say:
"Withered with the grass and trees, there is no afterlife, and there is no reincarnation. I really don't know how those people will react when they know this ending?"
With a casual tone, he lightly tapped the hilt with his fingertips, and the sword repair man named Rong Chu once again set his sights on Jiang Ning.
The young boy, who is not yet twenty, has long since faded away from the youthfulness and innocence of his youth, and his whole person presents a kind of vigorous vitality.With clear eyebrows, upright posture, and a handsome face, there is no impulsiveness and violence that should be seen at this age.On the contrary, he is gentle and elegant, showing demeanor.He really is a good son in troubled times, a handsome young man.
The slender eyelashes covered the black pupils, and the slightly twitching eyeballs showed that this person was not stable.
He has not lost his sanity, nor has he fallen into a coma.Rong Chu, who was the initiator of all this, naturally knew it better than anyone else.
The sleeves of the robe embroidered with silver patterns on a white background fluttered, leaving a faint silhouette in the sun.A gust of breeze passed by, and everything seemed to have a deep fault.
A strong, almost suffocating feeling swept over Jiang Ning, and the wound on his abdomen seemed to have experienced endless devastation at that moment.It split slowly but firmly, and the figure of the white-clothed black-haired sword-wielding man in the sunlight gradually drifted away.Fragments of memory flashed across the eyes quickly, and then went away.The impression of the man named Rong Chu faded a little bit.
"You woke up!"
The man's cheerful voice echoed in his ears, he pressed his aching forehead, and he wanted to get up.But he froze when his palm touched the slightly hard bed board.
His eyes quickly scanned the scenery that his eyes could touch, and the corners of his pale lips could not help but laugh for a moment, which almost destroyed the usual modest and calm appearance.But quickly covered it up, holding back a smile and cupping his hands:
"In Xiajiangning, I don't know what to call this little brother?"
"Laugh if you want, what's the point of holding back like this? If you don't feel like holding back, I'll find it troublesome for you!"
He waved his hand nonchalantly, and the owner of the voice swallowed his tea and said:
"You're lucky. You've been in a coma for a few days, and all your injuries are gone. Poor young master, I'm in trouble. If you don't wake up again, young master, I will leave alone."
While speaking, he put down the tea on the table, and nimbly took out a small knife of unknown shape from the bound body.Walking the dragon and snake with his hands, I don't know what kind of tricks the man used, but in just a moment, he was liberated from layers of mummy-like restraints.He took out a bag from behind, collected several sets of clothes, and while changing himself, threw the bag to Jiang Ning, and hurriedly said:
"Since you're awake, quickly change into these clothes, and leave with the young master. Don't wait for that tigress to come and then be unable to leave."
baffling.
There were some suspicious cracks on the handsome face, Jiang Ning was unambiguous, took the bag thrown by the man, chose a few eye-catching ones, and put them on slowly.Occasionally, I commented on the fabric and workmanship with great interest, always feeling that this is not something that ordinary people can produce.
After changing, he saw a red-faced and white-toothed young man, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a dark blue and black suit, with a thousand machine crossbow pinned behind his waist.Tall and straight, with a long waist and long legs, he is extraordinarily full of vitality.
"My surname is Tang, and my name is Yeluo. Tang in Tangjiabao, Yezi's Ye, and Luoye's Luo, you have to remember it well, don't forget it. In the future, in Sichuan, just report to me if you have anything. name will do.”
If the domineering words leaked out, if one ignores the constantly wandering eyes, it can barely be regarded as having some degree of credibility.
"Tangjiabao? This is the middle of Sichuan? May I ask this Mr. Tang...do you know where your former companion is now?"
The memory stays at the part where the boat went out of the canyon, in the chaos, as if it encountered some extremely powerful opponent.The abdominal wound has healed, but there are still some traces.
Zhang Yong and the group of Ci Leye people who stayed with him before are no longer there, and the clothes on his body have obviously been changed long ago.As for the wound, it was also taken care of very well, otherwise he wouldn't have regained his energy as soon as he woke up.
He didn't make a fuss or act rashly, put on his clothes, and faced the young man's erratic eyes.Jiang Ning sang a fat song and said:
"Please also tell Mr. Tang, Jiang Ning is very grateful."
"Young Master Lao Shi, you can just call me Young Master Ye Luo."
Glancing nervously out of the window, Tang Yeluo changed his serious expression, and respectfully returned the salute to Jiang Ning:
"Young Master Jiang has some doubts. I should know everything I can say. However, it is almost noon, and Young Master Jiang has been injured and has been in a coma for many days. Thinking about it, he is hungry. Why don't you go out with the young master and eat well in this city of Yizhou?" Wait for a while, and then listen to the young master explain it to you in detail."
Yizhou City......
Sure enough, guessing that this person did not have any malicious intentions, he immediately nodded, Jiang Ning clapped his hands and said:
"That's it, just as Ye Luo said."
The rebellion of Wang Xiaobo and Li Shun spread far and wide, even this city of Yizhou once fell into the hands of the rebels.Later, the government sent the official Wang Jien, and it took several months and lost the lives of several soldiers before recovering him.
The rumor that the emperor on the Dragon Throne snatched the throne from his nephew did not spread in a day or two, let alone widely.This official Wang is said to be another important supporting role of the sound of the ax and candle shadow, who assisted the current official Zhao Guangyi to kill his brother.
The truth about Jiang Ning is unknown, but it is obvious to all that this official Wang is loved by the officials.
No matter how favored this man is, he is nothing more than a castrated eunuch, and the task of governing the land of Shu still falls in the hands of scholar-bureaucrats.It was at this time that Wang Dan and Wang Xianggong of the Privy Council recommended Zhang Yong to the officials.
Since he knew Yizhou, Zhang Yong's destination was naturally Yizhou City.
It turned out that during this period of coma, did he actually arrive at Yizhou City?
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