"That woman was born beautiful, but she wasn't willing to be a servant or a concubine. She saved up money for many years, sold her personal jewelry to redeem herself, and then married this man who made sesame seed cakes. She even used her savings to buy a house on the street. After marriage, the man went out to sell sesame cakes every day, while she did needlework and housework at home. Although they lived a hard life, it was still peaceful. They shared joys and sorrows and never left each other. Thinking of these things at night, the woman admired herself. "
Sangsang knew what the Big Black Horse was thinking. She looked at the couple on the street and said. The Big Black Horse swayed his ponytail and thought, "Isn't this a wonderful thing?"
She continued, "Humans are always greedy, there will always be times when their desires are not satisfied, they will always want more from this world, thinking that they deserve more. One day, the woman will despise her man for being short and boring, so she will start to mock and ridicule him. The man will feel guilty, so he won't dare to retort, instead, he will become even more humble, and in the eyes of the woman, he will become even more boring. Her heart will become somewhat irritated and unhappy, and one day, when she closes the curtains, the pole in her hand will fall onto the street, hitting a handsome and rich young master. When the young master sees the flesh under her skirt, his heart will begin to itch, and the woman will also begin to itch, itching to the same place. In the future, when the adultery is discovered, the woman will be ashamed, afraid, and ashamed, and will naturally have evil intentions in her heart. How would she remember the solemn vows of eternal love, the peaceful times, and only think of using all means possible to kill the short man selling sesame seed cakes, so that she can happily spend time with her lover."
The wind and snow had stopped and the snow on the eaves of the houses began to melt. As the sun moved to the west, the temperature dropped and the water dripping from the eaves was frozen into icicles.
Her words were like the icicles. They seemed transparent and emotionless, but in fact, they were extremely cold. They tore apart the beautiful coat of life and revealed the cruelty under the hypocrisy.
The Big Black Horse stopped wagging his tail and looked down at the snow on the street. He felt cold and knew that she could see everything. The coldness was probably the truth of the world.
Sangsang put her hands behind her back and held the reins. She walked to the street.
When she passed by a house, she was suddenly called. The short man who sold sesame cakes, with a cloth bag in his hand, looked at her and hesitated. He wanted to say something, but he was too nervous to say anything for a long time.
Sangsang glanced at him expressionlessly and prepared to leave.
The beautiful woman squeezed through the doorsill and took the cloth bag from the short man's hand. She looked at her and said with a cheerful smile, "Young lady, don't be afraid. We are not bad people. It's just that my husband saw you walking barefoot in the snow and felt a little sorry for you, so he wanted to give you a pair. Ordinary cloth shoes, I made them myself. Of course, my needlework isn't good, but it's still sturdy. Don't stand on ceremony. "
After saying that, the beautiful woman stuffed the cloth bag in her hand into Sangsang's hand and pulled the dwarf back into the house. No one knew what she did, but the dwarf begged for mercy with a smile.
Sangsang looked at the cloth bag in her hand and was silent for a while. Then she threw the cloth bag into the snow beside the street and walked on with her hands behind her back. The Big Black Horse felt it was a pity.
A great-aunt next door saw a young man walking across the street and greeted him with a smile, "Sir, where are you going? Do you want to have a cup of tea? "
The young man was handsome and had an extraordinary spirit, especially his eyes, which seemed to be able to speak. The most pleasing thing was that he was amiable, and even when talking to the great-aunt, he was extremely gentle.
Sangsang did not care about these stories and walked out of the capital.
The young man exchanged a few words with the great-aunt and was about to have a cup of hot tea. Unexpectedly, when he walked up the stone steps, several icicles hanging from the eaves suddenly broke and fell to the ground. With a few sounds, his chest and abdomen were directly pierced by the icicles, and he died just like that. Suddenly, there were countless exclamations on the street.
Walking out of the capital of the Kingdom of Song, Sangsang led the Big Black Horse and looked somewhere in the southwest direction. Her face was as white as the moon, but there were countless fine lights emerging and then destroyed in the depths of her eyes.
It was like countless knives appearing in the wind and snow.
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The wind and snow were like knives, and when they fell on people's faces, they would leave deep marks. Chen Pipi covered his face with an old cloth and walked with difficulty in the wind and snow with his head down. From time to time, he would look back at the handcart behind him to make sure that his father, who was lying in the carriage, was safe and that the quilt covering him had not been lifted by the wind.
It had been a few days since he left Chang 'an. He did not know where the violent black wind had gone, but it had rushed into the wind and snow again. Because of the war, this village had been fortified, and there was no food to be found. It was even more impossible to find a horse carriage. He only found a somewhat broken handcart.
When he walked into a forest, the wind and snow gradually subsided. Chen Pipi stopped the handcart under a big tree. He did not stop to rest, but dug a stove and began to cook porridge and medicine. When the medicine was ready, he walked to the side of the carriage, lifted the leather mattress off his father's face, and began to feed him medicine.
The invincible Abbey Dean of Zhishou Abbey was now just an old man who was seriously injured and on the verge of death. But the expression in his eyes was still so calm, and there was no expression on his face.
In the shocking battle in Chang 'an, he was finally defeated by the character written by Ning Que, and his body was cut by thousands of knives. The most terrifying thing was that the knife intent was mixed with the aura of the human world, like dirty ink, and mixed into his wounds. No matter how he washed it, it could not be washed away, even with the West-Hill Divine Skill. Chen Pipi let him take the last Heavenly Power Pill, but it could only temporarily prolong his life, and could not make his injuries better.
He was very silent along the way, even when he was feeding medicine, because he was seriously injured and could not speak, and because they had not seen each other for many years. It was a very strange relationship between father and son.
After feeding medicine to his father, Chen Pipi tucked the corner of the mattress, and then sat in the snow pile beside the carriage. He held a big bowl of hot porridge and began to eat.
Although the snow had stopped, the cold wind was still raging. The snow on the trees was blown off by the wind, falling on the cart, and also into his bowl. He looked at the falling snow and suddenly had an idea to speak.
"You know that the Headmaster is right, so why do you insist on this path?"
Hearing that he finally spoke, Chen Pipi smiled and said, "Which path am I taking?"
Chen Pipi knocked on the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks and said, "You are a man of great wisdom, and you should be very clear that humans and Haotian will eventually be irreconcilable. Whether it is the Everlasting Night or others, the human world will eventually face destruction. Then why do you still stand on Haotian's side? Faith is not a reasonable explanation. "
For countless years, there were only eight Grand Cultivators who had cultivated to Chen Pipi's state. At this state, it was naturally difficult to say that there was any devout faith, and this was what Chen Pipi did not understand.
Chen Pipi said, "The choice has nothing to do with faith, only with reason. The Headmaster and Ke Haoran think that humans and Haotian are opposite, but from the perspective of Haotian Taoism, humans and Haotian are mutually dependent. "
Chen Pipi said, "Don't you feel bored in a closed world?"
Chen Pipi said, "Haotian Taoism thinks that solemnity and stability are eternal beauty, and the Buddhism Sect thinks that the cycle and samsara are a kind of cause and effect. There must be an end when there is a beginning, and such a process is a complete process. If the Headmaster wants to break this completeness, he will be further and further away from eternity. "
Chen Pipi said, "Even if there is no self-consciousness in eternity?"
Chen Pipi said, "Nirvana is eternity, and we will return to where we came from. In that world, you and I are Haotian, and Haotian is you and me, so why should we be divided? Since there was no you and I in this world before we were born, then there should not be you and me in the end. "
"This is my reason, or my belief, and it has nothing to do with right or wrong. Your Headmaster may not be wrong, but in my opinion, he is. Since this is the case, we naturally cannot be on the same path. "
At this moment, there was a slow sound of hooves coming from the forest.
Chen Pipi held the bowl of porridge and looked back. He saw a bleak scene behind the forest. The wind and snow had stopped, but it was not clear yet. A woman led a black horse through the forest and hit the leaves.
He naturally recognized the Big Black Horse, but he did not recognize the woman leading it. He looked at the Big Black Horse, but the Big Black Horse did not dare to look at him. It timidly lowered its head and lightly kicked its front hooves.
Chen Pipi looked at the woman and felt that she looked ordinary, but faintly exuded an indescribable aura. Then he saw something familiar on the woman's face.
He was shocked. He looked at her slightly round waist and said, "How did you get so fat?"
Sangsang did not answer his question.
He remembered that Sangsang was no longer Sangsang, so he laughed at himself and said, "I really have no right to say this, not because of who you are, but because I am a fat man."
He used to be the most devout believer of Haotian. However, after years of studying in the back of the mountain of the Academy and being influenced by the Headmaster of the Academy, there were many people in his life who were not accepted by Haotian Taoism, like Ning Que and Tang Xiaotang. His belief and attitude towards Haotian had changed a lot.
If it were five years ago, he would have knelt in front of her at this time. But now, he stood so casually in front of her, and did not even put down the bowl of porridge in his hand.
For him now, Haotian was not necessarily more important than a bowl of porridge.
He said sadly, "Now that I think about it, Second Brother and I have really made a big mistake."
Back in the back of the mountain of the Academy, Eldest Brother always had some kind of vigilance towards Sangsang, while Jun Mo and Chen Pipi became her strongest supporters after seeing Sangsang's ashes.
The Headmaster of the Academy would leave by the Sishui River because of Sangsang in the human world.
It was naturally impossible to say that Jun Mo and he did not have a trace of regret in their hearts.
"Although we often can't make up for our mistakes, and we may not have the ability to make up for them, we have to try once in our lives, so that we can feel at ease."
Chen Pipi looked at her and said seriously, with an admirable smile on his slightly chubby face.
He put the chopsticks on the porridge bowl and pointed at it from afar.
With the Natural Stream Magical Finger of the Academy's No Boundary Spirit, leaves suddenly fell from the forest, and snow rolled up into a snow line, coming from an unpredictable place and stabbing at her face.
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