The door of the stupa is opened, and the inside is brightly lit, and the corners of each floor are lit with everlasting lanterns that illuminate the colorful Buddhist murals on the walls.
In the center of the room was an ebony table, on which was a box made of gold, Yan Niang walked over and took out the scriptures in the box and looked at them, with a smile on her lips, "This old man really has a lot of money, and even the scriptures of Daoming have been obtained by him." ” "Master Daoming is a senior monk in the Tang Dynasty, how can he listen to the girl and look like an old acquaintance?"
Cheng Muyou raised his eyes and asked.
Yan Niang ignored him, she put away the smile on her lips, moved the table to the side and squatted down, her fingers gently stroked the floor, and when she touched a crack in the ground, her knuckles bent and gently knocked on it twice, "No wonder your people searched Jingfu and didn't find anything, it turns out that there is a dungeon under this table."
She muttered softly, but with a sharp slam of her hand, she lifted up a piece of the floor, revealing a black hole underneath.
Cheng Muyou and the others were startled, they rushed forward and jumped into the hole one after another.
The moment the oil lamp illuminated the underground palace, Yan Niang exhaled lightly, "It's here, it's the room where Jiyao and her sisters are trapped."
She said as she walked towards the corner of the room, scratching her finger at the wall, "My lord, this room has been blistered, and there are obvious water stains on the walls. ” "I see," Cheng Muyou's voice was sad, "he locked these women up here for his own enjoyment, but some time ago when the Yellow River flooded, he abandoned them here and drowned them alive.
When the water receded, he ordered the corpses to be stoned and thrown into the spring lake on the edge of Jingfu, thinking that in this way he could bury his crimes without knowing it. ” "The upper layer is the gods and Buddhas, the next layer is purgatory, and sometimes, there is only a thin line between heaven and hell."
Yan Niang's face showed a fierce look, "This Jing Lao'er may not even realize that when he ate his sister and gnawed those bones, he had completely given up his right to be a man and transformed into a demon." ” "I also expected that the food he saw in the pit was actually an illusion of him, or rather, his reason had completely collapsed at that moment, and in order to continue to live and live with peace of mind, he could only make up an illusion for himself, otherwise, no one would be able to survive in the world after eating so many bones of the same kind."
Bursts of cheers suddenly sounded outside, Cheng Muyou raised his head, and saw a beam of red light coming in from the small window of the pagoda, and couldn't help but feel sad, he thought that this was probably the place where Jiang Xixi died, and his heart was suddenly grabbed by huge grief, "Relatives or Yu Grief, others have also sang, I don't know if I was ...... by him before I was alive" He bit his lip and walked to the edge of the cave, jumped out of the hole with both hands, and flew outside.
"My lord, my lord......"
Shi Fei and Shi Jin walked out after him, Yan Niang looked at the backs of several of them, and there was a look on her face that others couldn't understand, there was curiosity and sympathy.
She also followed, walking towards the most lively side of the world in Yuquan Town.
Sadness may be the most memorable, but also the most wanted to forget, and festivals often give people a privilege to forget those unpleasant past events and indulge in the carnival atmosphere.
The townspeople of Yuquan Town are like this now, they gather around the side of the tile kiln, watching its flames burn higher and higher, their hearts are churning with long-lost enthusiasm and joy, everyone sings and dances with emotion, as if this fire can expel the cold that has been rooted in this town for a long time, and summon the sunshine back again.
Jing Yunlai stood at the front of the crowd, wearing a jujube red deerskin coat, although it was May now, the wind was still cold at night, so he had to add some clothes.
He looked at the thinly dressed people dancing around the firelight, and couldn't help but feel a trace of envy in his heart, although he was well-maintained and his body was far stronger than his peers, but at this time, he still had to serve the old.
He looked at the sparks floating in front of him, and couldn't help but stretch out his palm to hold them, but these sparks quickly went out, and he refused to stay in his hands for a moment.
"Oh, what about the old age, as long as you enjoy all the good things in the world, even if you die, you have no regrets, after all, I have earned the last few decades of life," he once again appeared in front of his eyes, and a gurgling laugh came out of his throat, "Compared to you, I should really be content, I Jingyunlai live so wantonly, not just for myself, I want to live back what they owe to you, live well."
He stooped down and poured a large scoop of kerosene from the barrel next to his feet, and poured it all over the clay kiln at once.
The flames slammed into the sky, igniting a large puff of black smoke, squeaking the children who were close, seeing this scene, Jing Yunlai's heart was also a little higher like a flame, he laughed loudly, his gray beard trembled with his body, "God help me, God help me, you have been dead for so many years, I didn't expect to do me a great favor now, and eat those corpses......"
He laughed and laughed and cried miserably, tears slid down the folds of his face, Drop by drop fell on the charred mud floor.
Cheng Muyou squeezed through the crowd and walked in the direction of Jing Yun's coming, Shi Fei followed behind and hurriedly persuaded: "Your Excellency must not act recklessly, as the old man said, if the adult does not have any name, he will kill him, but how to explain to the imperial court, after all, he is the imperial merchant who is now a saint, and he is a great good man who is famous in all directions, if it is under the sword of the mortal lord, the consequences are really not something that Xin'an Mansion can bear." ” Cheng Muyou kept walking, "Of course I know, so I won't let his dirty blood stain my sword." ” Shi Fei breathed a sigh of relief, "What are you going to do?"
” Cheng Muyou stared at the figure in front of him and stood still, his voice was as cold as a glacier that has not melted for thousands of years, "Tonight is so lively, all the people in the town have dragged their families out, if one or two of them have something wrong, it shouldn't be surprising." ” Shi Fei suddenly realized, he and Shi Jin glanced at each other, gritted his teeth and said viciously: "My subordinates understand, today I will call that beast to come and go." ”