The rose bush is fragrant, and the beauty speaks softly.
Fang Jie sat on the stone bench and listened quietly, deliberately controlling the shock in his heart. The words that Sang Luan has a white lion mount hit his heart hard just now, but he recovered quickly because he knew that there would be answers he wanted to know in the story.
Sang Sasha looked at the roses in a daze, and the hand supporting her chin looked equally beautiful. The wrists are round and flawless, and the fingers are as slender as scallions.
"Far away from Daxue Mountain, about three thousand miles to the west, there is a mountain of enlightenment. Personal... They are the only ones who benefited from Sang Luan's troubles in the west. Although after Sang Luan's death, the Western Expedition of King Dalunming and the Golden Family also brought disaster to them. But they are still very fond of Sang Luan Respect, and did not betray. Because most of the property obtained by Sang Luan from conquering the West was transported back to Wudao Mountain and distributed to those people, that is, Sang Luan’s tribe.”
Sang Sasha turned her head to look at Fang Jie, and smiled apologetically: "It's a little bit too much, let's talk about Sang Luan's conquest of the prairie again... Sang Luan enlightened under a mulberry tree on Wudao Mountain. He is an orphan, but he has been taken care of by the villagers since he was a child, and all he gets is warmth. He doesn't know his last name, and the locals call him Caitou because he grew up eating hundreds of vegetables. He started under the mulberry tree practice, so I took the surname Sang for myself.”
"In the prairie, when people mentioned the name of this demon, they used the word "sangluan."
Sang Sasha said slowly: "The life of the people living in Wudao Mountain is actually not good, because it is very barren. Sang Luan once swore that he would build many, many big houses under Wudao Mountain for the people to live in. Let the people have endless meat and endless new clothes. He was a child at the time, and no one took his words seriously. The people all smiled kindly, then rubbed his head and said yes, we will wait for you Come and build a big house, come and get new clothes.”
"Later, when Sang Luan grew up, he thought under the mulberry tree every day. People thought he was very strange. Instead of working and farming, he was in a daze every day. Some said he was lazy and some said he was crazy, so gradually people began to dislike him. , I think he is a hopeless person. But Sang Luan did not alienate the people around him because of the change in the attitude of the villagers. He still said some irrelevant words, but he no longer got the approval and praise of the villagers. .”
"Once, Sang Luan sat under a tree for several months without eating or drinking."
Sang Sasha said with some regret: "Maybe at that time, the people at the foot of Wudao Mountain didn't like him anymore, so no one cared about his life and death. He sat like that under the mulberry tree, but he didn't die of thirst and starvation. The fallen leaves of the mulberry tree were covered with spider webs on his clothes. He suddenly stood up and smiled, because he finally understood how to practice. He opened his hand, and the fallen leaves of the mulberry tree were burned. He clenched his fists tightly, Mulberry trees sprout again in the bitter winter wind."
"Then he walked down Wudao Mountain and told the people that I am going on a long journey and it may take a long time to come back. When I come back, I will build a big house for you and distribute new clothes. People looked at him with disdain, No one paid attention. But Sang Luan didn't care, he tidied up his clothes and left Enlightenment Mountain. People found that, at some point, there was a fluffy white lion who had been following him, small and clumsy running follow in the footsteps of Sang Luan."
"When the people at the foot of Wudao Mountain saw Sang Luan again, he was riding a white lion, wearing golden clothes, and brought countless troops and countless treasures."
Sang Sasha paused, as if recalling: "The reason why I know this is because Sang Luan knew that he would become a great man, a great man surpassing all his predecessors, so he recorded every day after he left Enlightenment Mountain, Record everything."
"He once used a pen to record his feelings about killing the first person. He said... This feeling is very strange. I started to feel fear, and then I felt excited. When I slept at night, I dreamed of that scene again. I knew that I was obsessed. That feeling."
These words made Fang Jie's heart tense, he knew that the devil was beginning to raise his head in Sang Luan's heart.
Sang Sasha continued: "The first person he killed was the leader of a small grassland tribe. He asked that tribe leader to kneel down and prostrate himself, but the tribe leader naturally disagreed, so Sang Luan pointed at him. He became a dry bone. Everyone got scared and knelt down."
"Sang Luan took nineteen warriors from this small tribe. They were strong men selected by him. These nineteen people were later called Nineteen Luan Mo. It was Sang Luan who gave these nineteen men strength and taught them At that time, the cultivation base of these nineteen people might not be very high, but because they were the first batch of people who practiced cultivation, the nineteen people in the grassland people's records were very powerful and evil. Not only did Sang Luan let them It opened the door to practice, and also opened the door to the abyss of desire."
"These nineteen people later became more and more greedy because they got more and more. Most of the subsequent killings were initiated by these nineteen people. After they left the small tribe, they arrived on the third day He brought another tribe, and the tribesmen entertained them with butter tea and kumiss meat, while they raised their machetes. This time, Sang Luan took hundreds of people from this tribe. This was his first batch Soldier."
"In the following years, day after day, there was nothing but killing and conquest. They went from tribe to tribe to plunder, taking away horses and men. Sang Luan's team became stronger and stronger. People can stop him from conquering the steppe."
Sang Sasha glanced at Fang Jie, a little sad.
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"He only used it for ten years, and the entire grassland became his property. People have to kneel down to show his respect, or they will be whipped. People have to give all their belongings, and those who resist will be punished by him." I don’t know when, people began to call him a devil in private, and called his army a devil’s butcher knife. Maybe it was from that time that people fantasized about a hero appearing Come save them."
Sang Sasha talked about this, and then took out a very worn and heavy book from the wide sleeve of his robe and handed it to Fang Jie: "This is Sang Luan's notes, which recorded almost every day of his life experience in the past ten years."
"Why only ten years?"
Fang Jie took the book and asked curiously.
"Because after ten years, he doesn't think anything is interesting."
Sang Sasha said: "He has obtained everything, so he underestimated everything. These gains have made him unable to get excited, so he will not record anything. Except for being with his wife, he is concerned about everything. Lost interest."
Seeing that Fang Jie turned a page at random, she said, "The page you read is the record of the first day he returned to Wudao Mountain with a powerful army."
Fang Jie frowned slightly and looked down.
"I have forgotten how many days I have been away from here, but I remember the faces of each of them. When I was a toddler, each of them once supported me. It was kindness, a kindness that will never be forgotten. I am like a lost I don't feel the cold. Every home opens the door for me. As long as I walk in, I will get a warm smile and delicious food. Maybe because of this, I get more than other children .Other people’s children only have fatherly love and motherly love, but I have all the love.”
"So when I practiced on the mountain, I knew that they had prejudiced and alienated me, but I was still grateful to them. They only gave me a slightly cold attitude later, but I will never forget that they gave me life. They just don't know me, that's all. They may never know, how many meals I ate at whose house, who gave me new clothes, who took my hand and walked through that small ditch. I got down. These must be returned, otherwise I will feel uneasy. So I came back and brought back what I promised them.”
"There is a country called Liutie on the other side of the mountain. People often come to collect taxes. It is very vicious. There will be a disaster in Liutie after today, I will give it."
Fang Jie looked at the blurred handwriting, and then realized that these characters are actually Chinese characters.
Seeing the surprised expression on his face, Sang Sasha straightened the hair hanging down his forehead and explained: "When Sang Luan just walked into the prairie, there was a friend standing by his side who was Han. If you have time to read this notebook from the beginning, you will be even more surprised."
"That's another orphan that Sang Luan met on the prairie. When Sang Luan met him, he was robbing the corpse of a gazelle with wild wolves."
Sang Sa Sa said in a strange tone: "When I saw this Han man squatting on the ground and bared his teeth to threaten a wild wolf, Sang Luan didn't help him, but just watched the Han man calmly scare the wolf away, and then Lying on the corpse of the gazelle, he gulped down the raw meat. When he was full, Sang Luan turned to leave, but the Han man threw a leg of yellow sheep to Sang Luan. Then he opened his bloody mouth and smiled at Sang Luan Smiled, very friendly. Sang Luan threw the yellow goat leg to the white lion, who was still very young, and the white lion ate it up in one go."
Sang Sa said: "Perhaps because of the smile of the yellow leg of lamb, Sang Luan decided to take this man with him. This man taught Sang Luan about the Han people, and told a lot of allusions about the Han people. I think... precisely because This Han, so the desire in Sang Luan’s heart was completely stimulated, and it was difficult to deal with it in the end. In his notes, Sang Luan said that the Han people told him many stories about the Central Plains, including how many heroes conquered the Central Plains. Luan likes it very much."
Fang Jie sighed and said, "The desire deep in his heart has been awakened, but after meeting that Han man, he was finally completely released."
"Actually, we can't blame that Han man..."
Sang Sa Sa sighed slightly: "Even if Sang Luan didn't meet that Han man, he would still go that way. It's just because he has this Han man by his side that he walks more firmly. But... there is something you probably haven't heard of. , the grassland people later called Sang Luan a demon, called Sang Luan's first nineteen subordinates the Nineteen Luan Demons, and called Sang Luan's army the devil's butcher knife, but no document on the grassland could find this Traces of the Han people's existence."
"If I didn't have this notebook left by my ancestors, I wouldn't know that there was such a person beside Sang Luan, who was called a good teacher and helpful friend by Sang Luan."
"Why?"
Fang Jie asked: "This Han man doesn't want to let himself be known by later generations? He doesn't want to be a person who is famous in history books, but only wants to be a person who hides behind the successful one?"
"No… "
Sang Sasha shook his head: "You guessed wrong, because this Han man became more famous later on, even more famous than Sang Luan. The reason why there is no record of the days around Sang Luan is because he thoroughly described that period. Erased...”
Hearing these words, Fang Jie's expression changed suddenly!
"Yes… "
Sang Sasha said seriously: "He is the King of Great Wheel Ming."