Nightfall Chapter 129: District (below)
Why can human beings become the spirit of all things? No matter the world Ning Que came from, or this world, there are many explanations for this. Some people say that it is because they have learned to use fire, and some people say it is because they have learned to use tools. People are different from beasts, but the ears of the righteous are only important. This is the view of Xiao Shishu and Jun Mo, and there are more people. I believe that the most important difference lies in words, because only words can be passed down-words themselves are powerful. This was the truth that the scholar finally understood, and it was what Ning Que wanted to tell the master.
Ning Que held the non-existent pen, dipped the ink in the ink-scented book outside Chang’an City, hung his wrist and raised his elbow, and wrote two pens in the air casually, which seemed a little scribbled.
The watcher was silent. He knew that the character Ning Que was going to write must be a big amulet that had never appeared in human history. He had already prepared his mind, but he did not expect his writing to be so casual and simple. .
Swish twice.
One stroke and one flick.
Is it the same word back then?
The watcher looked at the pale sky that was no longer blue and shining by light, but found that there was nothing there.
The character written by Ning Que did not fall in the sky, but on the ground.
What is the purpose of opening the sky? It is a land.
He wants to buy land.
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Outside the Tiankeng in the Western Wilderness, millions of serfs are building new homes under the leadership of Tang. Although there are no hot springs that do not freeze all the year round, and the climate is much colder than the bottom of the pit, no one complains.
Because they can see farther away instead of always being the cold and steep cliff. They can go farther, and they can see the sun as high as themselves.
The sun today is a bit weird, especially bright, the light is very dazzling, but the snow also melts a lot faster, or next year it will become fertile soil, the harvest should be good, but I am used to growing highland barley. That kind of wheat, I don’t know if I can grow it well. People think so.
But after all, it is a happy thing-the sun seen on the ground is really different from that under the ground. It’s so close, so hot-so people sing and dance happily.
More than two thousand miles east from here, we arrived at Weicheng in the northern border of Datang. The wasteland outside the city was soaked in blood for a long time in that battle. The tall tower made up of the heads of the golden tent king’s cavalry. It has long been decayed, and today is illuminated by the light and has not been purified. Instead, it steamed out more **** and rancid odors, which was particularly pungent, and the runes formed by the footprints left on the blood became clearer.
There is a line between Tiankeng and Weicheng. That is the beginning of a stroke.
This stroke continued to extend to the southeast and reached Xiling.
Chen Pipi quietly looked at the Chang’an City shrouded in the light, smiled slightly, untied the crown of his head, and took the 13 Protestant disciples and tens of thousands of Protestant believers under the mountain, and slowly sat down.
They began to chant the scriptures.
That is the last volume of the Protestant canon. It was written by Ning Que. The words and sentences are easy to understand. The willingness and desire to tell is so direct. People want to go out of the dark valley to a wider world.
This stroke ended up in Lanke Temple.
Suddenly all the rocks in the Washan Mountain were full of mountains and valleys.
This stroke that traverses things from the mainland is the one written by Ning Que.
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There is also a brushstroke, along the Minshan Mountain where Ningque and Sangsang have lived for many years, passing through the incomplete Helan City, reaching the far northern cold region, and collecting it in that snowy peak.
On the cliff, Yu Lian held Li slowly and glanced at Chang’an City.
This stroke that traverses the north and south of the mainland is the flick written by Ning Que.
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Two strokes meet in the city of Chang’an.
The people in Chang’an City have already walked into the streets, just like that year, holding kitchen knives and wooden sticks, holding inkstones and paperweights, silently looking at the bright sky.
Except for the remote Western Wilderness and the city of Chang’an protected by the Shocking God Array, people in other places couldn’t open their eyes at all. In a village in the south, Yang Erxi closed his eyes and shot arrows at the sky. Swearing at the thief God, a young disciple wearing filial piety in the old Jiange of the Southern Jin Dynasty, closed his eyes and stabbed a sword silently into the sky.
The Protestant religion has already prevailed in the world. As the voice of Chen Pipi spread from the top of Taoshan Peak to the bottom, it spread to the whole world at an extremely fast speed, and countless people quietly chanted and prayed.
Outside the city of Chang’an, the viewer remained silent.
He said to Ning Que that he loves the world deeply, and for this reason he does not hesitate to be an enemy of the whole world. However, when he finds that he really stands on the opposite side of the whole world, that feeling is not Great.
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In the depths of the Extreme West Wasteland, a terrifying sound suddenly sounded. The serfs stared blankly at the bottomless abyss that appeared at the bottom of the tiankeng, wondering what had happened.
The abyss quickly spread to the southeast.
The abyss is a crack in the earth.
The ground is cracking.
The crack came to Weicheng in an instant, swallowing the wilderness full of sin and blood.
The crack reached Lanke Temple and finally entered the sea.
The same crack appeared in the Minshan Mountain and reached the cold snow sea.
It’s like someone holding a branch and writing on the sand.
This is Ning Que writing, he is writing symbols.
This is an unprecedented charm.
This big talisman has only two simple strokes.
This is the simplest and least simple word.
“People”.
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The watcher looked at the distant West Wilderness, the distant North Territory, and Ning Que with two simple strokes, then cut the entire world into two cracks, and remained silent for a long time.
Then he looked at Ning Que and said, “When you wrote this character in Chang’an City, I told you that your strokes were wrong…Today you were even more wrong, not even the position. Correct.”
Many years ago, Master Yan Se and Wei Guangming died together on the Wuming Mountain in the north of Chang’an City, at the last moment of their lives. He saw a picture far away, that is the big charm written by Ning Que today.
The big talisman he saw had only two simple strokes, starting from the north of the wasteland, one stroke falling to the west, one stroke falling to the east, and meeting in the city of Chang’an. It was an upright character.
The character written by Ning Que today originated in the West of the Wasteland, with a stroke falling in the southeast, and a stroke falling in the north. Still meet in Chang’an City. But this character is crooked.
“You have to fight me with the power of the world. First of all, you should understand the meaning of the word “human”. If you let Jun Mo write it, he will definitely write this word very correct. People are not correct. Why stand between heaven and earth? “
The watcher looked at Ning Que and said calmly.
Ning Que shook his head and said, “You are wrong.”
The subject frowned slightly and said: “Where did I go wrong?”
“No one in this world is qualified to teach me how to write.”
Ning Que looked at him calmly and said: “What my teacher Yan Se wanted to see back then is not necessarily correct. Even if the second brother can write it out, it is not the true meaning of man.”
“What’s the solution?”
“If people are not righteous, why stand between the heaven and the earth? You are wrong. If the sky rains heavily, people hide in cliffs, if the sky is thunder and fire, people hide in the reeds, why must people stand upright? No, people The word is flicked, how to write, how to put it on, it is human, no matter how to fall down, this is human.”
Ning Que looked at him and said, “How can you win if you don’t even figure it out?”
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There is such a group of people on the other side of the mountain and on the other side of the sea.
When they see the mountain, they want to know what is on the other side of the mountain, when they see the sea, they want to know what is on the other side of the sea, and when they see the sky, they want to know what is in the sky. These are what they want.
The wishes of these people gathered in Chang’an City and helped Ning Que write this human character, telling the sky and the earth that they wanted to get more in addition to living.
People are despicable, shameless, cruel, or bloody, even more despicable, shameless, cruel and **** than animals, but humans may also be beautiful or noble…
No!
Even if there is no reason, no virtue, as long as they are human and they stand at the highest point in this world, then they are qualified to eat meat! Go farther! Experience more things! Learn more truths, experience more experience, and then move on!
Because they are human! So they are human! So talent is the most noble word in the world! It is also the most powerful word! The college always said that because of this, this is the biggest reason!
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“What you said makes sense.”
The subject watched Ning Que calmly and said, “But this is still not enough.”
Two cracks on the ground are deepening, countless cliffs and rocks collapsed into the abyss, and the three ends of the cracks headed farther away, as if to cut the whole world open.
What’s even more amazing is that the invisible terrifying force in the crack keeps going deep, like a thread tightly binding the scroll, actually bending the ground!
This human character is breaking new ground!
The subject said it was still not enough!
“The rules and the world are two sides. If you want to break the rules, you have to break the world, and you are indeed breaking the world. The question is, will I give you time?”
Amidst the light, the observer’s expression is abnormally solemn.
The whole world is bathed in light.
The sun is burning.
The kingdom of God is becoming concrete.
Countless rays of light fell from the sky, the cicadas decayed prematurely, and the hot fog on Daze increased.
Some people are blind, some are unconscious.
The two cracks on the ground were illuminated by light, and blue smoke was emitted from the abyss.
This is a bright world.
There is only light.
Every light has coercion.
Countless light, there is countless coercion.
The terrifying divine might, straight down from the sky.
Ning Que wrote this unprecedented charm, which is…No, the world is changing the world.
The sky does not allow people to change.
The two most extreme powers meet together.
The whole world began to tremble.
The invisible mask of Chang’an City is even more shaky.
“Do you want to destroy this world?” Ning Que asked.
The subject calmly said: “You can stop.”
Ning Que thought for a while and said, “No, I am not threatened.”
The viewer was silent for a moment and said: “You will definitely.”
Ning Que said: “The teacher once said that I only love one person, not the world.”
The master said calmly: “No, that was before, now if you don’t love, how did you write that word?”
Ning Que was silent.
Sangsang became weaker and weaker, and was about to be unable to hold the eye club in his hand.
The golden afterimage is about to leave her body, leaving only a trace of ties.
The Tianji scroll in Guanzhu’s hand is waiting for her return.
He looked at the light pulp flowing in the sky, feeling the horror in it.
The sun is getting more and more dazzling, even he can hardly look directly at it.
Who can change all this?
Who can make the light of the world disappear instantly?
He once again remembered the game of chess in Lanke Temple. The rules on the chessboard at that time turned into countless holy light spots, chasing Sangsang all over the world, how similar to the current picture?
At that time, he opened the **** umbrella to help him and Sangsang avoid the disaster.
The **** umbrella is a piece of night, and the world now only has bright daylight. Who will cover the light?
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The city of Linkang is sultry and the old streets are full of crying.
A beautiful young girl wiped the sweat from her forehead, feeling the coming of death, took a piece of paper from the drawer, looked at the words on it, and gradually calmed down.
She is called Huanzi.
She is the female student Ye Su accepted here.
She is a believer of Protestantism.
After Ye Su died, she returned to Linkang City, preaching in secret, and silently missing her teacher.
She began to read the words on the paper.
That was what Ye Su said before he died.
“When the eternal night comes, the sun’s brilliance will be obscured, and the sky and the sky will be plunged into darkness. People will rejoice for it, because that is the real life.”
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Ning Que took out something from his arms and put it on.
That is a pair of glasses, and the lenses are made of black water glasses.
He looked at the bright sun in the sky.
With sunglasses, he can finally see there clearly.
He wanted to see if the prophecy written by the Buddha on the Ming scrolls would come true.
Will Ye Su’s final prediction come true?
The light flooding the world suddenly seemed to be less.
Then, it’s less.
Infinite light, no more.
Countless people looked up at the increasingly gloomy sky.
Humans are instinctively afraid of night, but when only light is left, they look forward to night.
So night came.
Suddenly, it was dark.
At night, it just descended into the world like this.
The world is quiet.
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Sangsang turned around in his arms and looked at the night sky, a little confused.
Even she can’t imagine such a change.
“Is this… Yongye?”
“No.”
Ning Que put the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose and said with a smile, “This is a solar eclipse.”
“Look, the moon is blocking the sun.”
“On the boat that year, I told the teacher.”
“This is how the solar eclipse is.”
“The teacher finally figured out what to do.”
“He should have figured it out a long time ago, he should have appeared long ago.”
“But… still very handsome.”
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(There is still the last chapter… I am still very handsome, but the next chapter must be later, because I am really tired and hungry. I have to get some food first and then take a bath. Hearts.) (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!