"No!" Xuan Cang shook his head, his voice suddenly becoming a little dull.
"Ah!" He didn't speak well. Although I wanted to know the reason, I fell silent and didn't ask further.
Xuan Cang was silent for a while, but didn't ask when he saw me. After hesitating, he still spoke. Maybe he knows that if I don't ask him now, I will ask Lingqing later!
Instead of tossing like this, it would be better for him to say it himself.
"He committed suicide!" Xuan Cang said.
"Huh?" This reason is something I haven't thought of.
Because I remember, it seems that in the Buddhist teachings, people who die by suicide cannot ascend to heaven, but fall into forehead and nose hell!
"Yeah!" Xuan Cang replaced his reaffirmation with a short word.
"But... why?" I don't understand, what kind of reason is it that would make an accomplished monk who see through the world want to commit suicide so hard.
"Actually..." Xuan Cang hesitated, then swallowed back the rest of the words.
I lay on his shoulders, curling my eyebrows in dissatisfaction. The curiosity was stirred up, and it was really uncomfortable not to get an answer.
I asked, "Actually what?"
"... The soul boy is the son of a holy monk!" Xuan Cang's next sentence completely surprised me.
"..." As I was in my throat, I didn't know what I was going to say now.
It seems that no matter what you say, it is somewhat redundant. In fact, I don't know what I want to say.
Even if it is a holy monk, it is nothing more than an individual after all.
People have seven emotions and six desires, even if he has made mistakes... No! For a normal person, that is not wrong at all!
"It turns out... the holy monk is also a poor man!" I sighed lightly.
People in the world often say helplessness, but even those who are praised so high have their helplessness, let alone just a little-known little person!
The holy monk is compassionate and compassionate to the world, but he cannot open his heart to love the woman he loves, and he cannot love himself! I can't love myself and the child born to that woman.
That child is just his illegitimate child, even if he knows that he is just a magic weapon, the holy monk can't hate to kill him!
It's not that he was incapable of stopping this killing, but that he couldn't let this heart down.
"Sit and watch the wind and the clouds rise, the sun and the moon shine; the gods are in the red, but the fans are pitiful..." I suddenly remembered the riddle-like words he said when I first met the holy monk.
I have discussed this with Xuan Cang and Ling Qing, but we all intuitively feel that this is just a casual poem lamenting life, not a mystery.
"The sun and the moon are shining together..." I sat on Xuan Cang's back, fixedly looking at the sun in front of me, the sun gradually setting west.
The sun sets and the moon rises. In fact, sometimes we can see the moon during the day!
"Hey! Look, what's in front of you?" Lucia, who had changed his back from his back, suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed happily at a few black objects on both sides of the flat road in front.
"What?" Xuan Cang and I looked into the distance as well.
A peculiar smell was faintly smelled in his breath, Xuan Cang's body trembled, and the next moment it flew like a flash of light, he had already rushed to those'black spots'.
"Yes... Corpse!" After seeing what was on the ground, I immediately reached out and covered my breath.
Ling Qing and Lu Xiyao from behind also rushed over, looking at the corpse lying on the ground, not knowing whether it was a human or a beast, their expressions became a little ugly.
A strange feeling suddenly flashed through my mind. I almost subconsciously said: "There is a breath of magical artifacts!"
"Is it really so lucky to go out this time? I met two magical weapons in a row?" When Ling Qing said this, the expression on his face was not excitement, but worry and deep exhaustion.
This walking for several days has made him a little overwhelmed.
And I don’t know if it’s bad luck or something. Either there was no car driving on the highway, or when people saw us like this, they didn’t want to stop and take us for a ride.
"This is not a place to stay for a long time! Let's leave soon!" Looking at the sun that was gradually slanting westward, Xuan Cang immediately carried me behind his back, quickly retreated from the pile of bones back to the road, and left quickly.
"Eh eh eh! Slow down! Wait for us..." Ling Qing and Lu Xiyao behind, looking at Xuan Cang and me who had ran far away in the blink of an eye, they yelled and followed.
What we don't know is that when we walked away quickly, the bones on the ground suddenly opened their eyes and slowly got up from the ground.
"I'm looking at people who don't get ahead and don't get to the village afterwards! I'm afraid I can only find a hole today, and make do for a night!" Ling Qing helped Luciyao, panting to follow Xuan Cang's footsteps.
"You can't sleep outside today. If you can't find it, just go!" Xuan Cang tensed his voice.
Ling Qing, who always likes to sigh and sigh along the way, was unexpectedly silent this time without saying a word.
"Why?" Luciyao, who had to walk on his own, immediately asked aloud in dissatisfaction.
The three of them are very tired because they have to walk. And Lucia still had injuries on her body, although he recovered much better than me, but he couldn't hold back his exhaustion.
Neither Xuan Cang nor Ling Qing spoke to explain, and the atmosphere on the scene became a bit stagnant and strange.
No matter how unwilling to give up, the sun finally fell below the mountain after all. The surroundings began to turn dark, the kind that you can't see your fingers.
This is my first time in Tibet, and I feel that the dark night is a little frightening.
His mind is full of the bones of those things I had accidentally seen before. And when I remembered again, those corpses with their eyes closed suddenly opened their eyes.
"Ah!" I was taken aback, and suddenly sat up from behind Xuan Cang.
"What's the matter?" Xuan Cang stopped and looked back at me worriedly.
I blinked and looked around and it was still dark, knowing that we still haven't found a place to live.
"No, nothing!" I just had a dream just now, even though that dream... it feels so real!
"Don't go! Don't go! Say nothing to leave!" Lu Xiyao, who was exhausted, finally broke out, shook Ling Qing away, and sat down on the road without any explanation.
Ling Qing and Xuan Cang stopped and looked at him, knowing that he was really exhausted.
"I can't go on like this... I can't as well find a place first, do some simple protection, take a break and then continue walking!" Ling Qing said with Xuancang.
Xuan Cang was silent for a while, then looked back at the direction when we came. It was dark there too, and it was a little flustered.
"How many charms are there on you?" Xuan Cang carefully put me down, which is considered to be a matter of acquiescence to stop and rest.