Nightfall Chapter 79: A heavy autumn fog locks the future

Ning Que woke up before dawn.

He opened his eyes and looked at the spiders on the beams of the meditation room who were weaving webs, and was silent for a long time. It is possible that Sangsang’s illness can be cured, which is naturally a thing worthy of joy. However, he always feels that this matter is not that simple, whether it is three games of Washan, especially what he and Sangsang saw on the board at the end The illusion.

The thing that made him most alarmed was the Fang Buddha. He still couldn't understand why he rarely set foot in the unknowable place of the world, Xuankong Temple, and why he suddenly sent such a big man to Washan.

The cultivators came to attend the Yulan Festival meeting, and did not leave after last night. Qu Nimadi and others, as well as the first seat of the Xuankong Temple Discipline Academy, all rested in Lanke Temple.

Ning Que decided to keep a distance from these people before Sangsang cured the illness, especially the high monk of the Xuankong Temple-the dangerous hunting career in Minshan since he was a child made him an instinctive habit. ——If you have no way to determine where the danger lies in the forest, then not going into the forest is the best choice.

The sound of footsteps came from outside the Buddhist room.

Ning Que glanced at the sleeping Sangsang, got up quietly to get dressed, and walked out of the monastery room very lightly.

At this time, the morning light is gradually coming, and the ancient temple is very beautiful in the autumn fog.

By the stone fence outside the Zen room, Master Qishan, wearing a thick cotton-padded coat, seemed to be a little bit shivering. He looked at the towers of the temples shiveringly, and said: "I haven't seen it for decades, and it hasn't changed much. "

This Buddhist monk lived in Washan for half his life, especially after the **** conspiracy of Liansheng that year. He has not stepped down the mountain for decades. At this moment, seeing a familiar and unfamiliar temple makes it unavoidable to feel emotion.

Ning Que walked up to the master, looked at the looming front hall in the autumn mist, and said, "Sangsang has been on that chessboard for at least decades. Although she doesn't say anything, I know it's painful. "

Master Qishan said: "She is not an ordinary person, so she won't be as painful as you think."

Ning Que asked: "That chessboard is really left by the Buddha? Sangsang and I saw the world and experience on the chessboard yesterday. What does it mean?"

Master Qishan said: "The chessboard is indeed a relic of the Buddha. As for the world on the chessboard, you can understand it as an illusion created by the Buddha's supreme power, or as a possible future."

Hearing the word future, Ning Que was silent for a long time and asked, "Could it be that Sangsang and my future?"

Master Qishan looked at the distance in the fog and said: "The future that can be seen is no longer the future."

Ning Que said: "Could it be possible to change in the future?"

Master Qishan looked at Ning Que's eyes. Kindly said: "Since it is a possible future. There is a corresponding impossibility. Since it has never been determined, why can't it be changed?"

Ning Que has some enlightenment. He also said: "Master of the world legend, you have the ability to predict the future, so you can inspire the world to turn into good fortune and answer questions. This ability comes from that chessboard?"

Master Qishan laughed and said: "The Buddha may be able to see how many years behind him, but how can mortals like me have this ability? And even if you have this ability like the Buddha, when you When you see the future, your gaze will fall on the future, and the future will be affected by your gaze. Then how can the future you didn’t see be exactly the same as the future after you see it?"

Ning Que said: "It sounds complicated."

Master Qishan did not give more explanation. Continue to say: "So if someone wants to make false predictions and take a look at the future, such as your Datang Master Li Qingshan, such as the once ignorant and fearless me, such as the Oracle God, they can still only cowardly, far away, and secretly control the future. The chaotic world took a look."

"Because only that way, the illusory gaze of us mortals will not have much impact on the chaotic world. Instead, it will be swallowed by the chaotic world of the future."

Master Qishan said with emotion: "But if we people try to see the future world more carefully and more clearly, not to mention that the future we see may become more erroneous, we will be condemned by God. It will be heavier. I heard that the **** of the oracle went to Chang'an city last spring and took a look at Sangsang in Laobi Zhai. After seeing it for three years, she will return to Xiling Temple. For this reason, he almost went blind."

Ning Que's expression was slightly awkward. Until today, he didn't know that the great priest of Tianyu was actually trying to see Sangsang's future in Laobi Zhai, and he actually paid such a heavy price.

"No wonder the oracle will promise my three-year agreement."

He suddenly thought of something and frowned and asked: "Although the future you see may not necessarily be the real future, it took so much effort to confirm that Sangsang will appear in Xiling Temple in three years. , Then it is impossible for him to even read this wrong."

Master Qishan sighed and said: "For some reason, I have some doubts about the future he sees, but as you said, I have to believe what he sees, so I am very confused."

The future that can be invisible to both the Oracle and Master Qishan, what kind of future will it be? Where will Sangsang's future be and what will happen?

Ning Que tapped the railing in front of him, looked at the heavy autumn mist in front of the temple, and said, "I still don't understand."

Looking into the future is to spy on the secrets of heaven. Don't mention him. Even the gods, master Qishan, or national teacher Li Qingshan, who have the ability to predict the future, dare not say that they can understand the truth.

However, if I don’t understand it, it doesn’t matter to Ning Que. Since Sangsang will appear in Xiling three years after the oracle is determined, then her illness should be cured.

As long as Sangsang is still alive, any future is acceptable.

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The bell of the autumn temple rises in the morning.

After a simple breakfast, the monks in Lanke Temple started their morning class. Sangsang, who was a little distressed because of illness, was also picked up by Ning Que from his bed and started to class.

Sangsang’s classroom is the apse deep in Lanke Temple.

Such a magnificent golden palace to be used as a classroom for one person is a bit too much.

In addition to the special status of Ning Que and Sangsang, Lanke Temple gave such treatment, but also because Master Qishan, the teacher who gave Sangsang Dharma lessons, was originally the ancestor of this ancient temple.

Master Qishan said at will, let alone an apse, even if the entire Lanke Temple was to be emptied, the monks in Lanke Temple did not dare to have any opinions.

The monks in the back hall of Lanke Temple have long been ordered to not step inside the hall. In addition to the hall, there are several senior monks waiting as handymen. The hall is empty and extremely quiet.

In the main hall, Master Qishan's calm and full of wisdom narrated from time to time.

There is no voice from Sangsang, she is just listening and studying.

Under the corridor of the hall, Ning Que looked at the dispersing autumn mist and listened to the essence of Buddhism behind him, feeling calm.

Master Qishan did not say that he could not listen with him, but he is a disciple of the academy after all. He was in the cave last night. It can be said that he is in a hurry. Since the lecture is officially started today, I will listen to the Buddhist It was inevitable that he was a little too unconscious when spreading the method outside, and because of the second brother, he really had no interest in the Dharma.

Time slowly passed, and the Dharma class in the main hall came to an end temporarily. Sangsang sat on the futon, closed his eyes and tried to enter concentration, while reflecting on the content of the morning class.

Master Qishan walked out of the main hall.

It was almost noon at this time, but the sky was covered by autumn clouds, the sky was dark, and occasionally there were a few cold rains. The temperature outside the temple was a bit low, and the master coughed a few times because of the chill.

Ning Que sent a cup of hot tea to let the master warm his chest and abdomen.

Master Qishan took a sip of hot tea, put the tea cup on the steps in front of him, looked at Ning Que and smiled and said, "Your attitude towards me is better than that of others. Today's attitude is better than last night."

Ning Que laughed and said: "I am a very realistic person, even a bit snobbish. Don't take offense, Master."

The master smiled and shook his head and said: "Frankness sometimes does not necessarily change people's perception of you, but I believe that before becoming a master disciple, although you are equally realistic, you must be more small than now."

Ning Que said: "Until I entered the wasteland and found that the waist cards of the students on the second floor of the academy were able to scare so many people, I realized that I could already live so little."

Master Qishan nodded and said: "With the Master, this mountain behind him, there is really no one in this world who is qualified to let you live as you used to."

Ning Que said: "I sometimes wonder if I am too ambitious and ambitious."

The master said: "Another way of saying madness is gratitude and enmity. Evaluation has nothing to do with means. Although you were tough at the foot of the mountain yesterday, compared to Mr. Ke back then... Honestly like a rabbit."

Ning Que said: "I don't want to be the second little uncle, so I still think that bullying and fear of hardship are more interesting than fighting the world alone."

Master Qishan looked at him and said with a little pity: "I know that you have been extremely miserable in your childhood, and even encountered the most miserable things in the world, so you have developed your current temperament, but since you entered the academy, you have The Master teaches you and is accompanied by fellow students, you should always change."

Ning Que said after a moment of silence: "The Academy has changed me a lot. I like this change, so I am grateful for the Academy, but it must be a long process."

Master Qishan kindly said: "I may not see who you will become in the end, but I am looking forward to it."

Ning Que moved slightly and asked: "Then master, what kind of person do you want to see me become?"

Master Qishan didn't directly answer his question, his sad and sad eyes passed through the patter of autumn rain and fell on the square in front of Lanke Temple in the distance.

"Decades ago, Liansheng's brother and sister had a **** wash of Rotten Ke, and that was the place where he first eaten people."

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(This is the first chapter, I will still write, although it is hard, but don’t wait, the next chapter is estimated to be in the early morning...It’s really tired, let’s go to bed first, I will continue to write slowly. )

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