Nightfall

> Sang Sang took the green pear and ate his head down, and found that the pear was very sweet, with a lot of juice in it, and the strangest taste was strange. It felt like the entrance melted, and he couldn't help it. [Mme]

She raised her head and handed the remaining half of pears to Ning Que, saying, "You eat and eat, it's very sweet."

Since growing up, the two of them are accustomed to any delicious food, and will eat it separately. Ning Que does not care about the method of splitting pears. He took half of the green pear and swallowed it.

Master Qishan didn't seem to think that even an ordinary green pear, the two of them had to eat it separately. He couldn't help but startled, then shook his head and said, "Go ahead."

Sang Sang still chose black chess.

Under Luqian Rattan Corridor, the chessboard was made of some unknown material. It looked like iron, with a cold and hard taste, but when the chess piece fell on it, there was no sound.

At the moment Sang Sang's fingertips left the black pawn, something very strange happened.

Her eyes suddenly became a little stunned, and then her eyes closed slowly.

Her eyelashes didn't blink, she just fell asleep like this!

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Ning Que's pupils shrank, and every hair on his body stood up.

The cool autumn wind ran through his hair, stimulating his mind like ice.

He stared at Master Qishan ’s eyes, his right hand gradually closed with his five fingers, and he fisted into a fist in the air, just enough to put a knife handle, his tail trembling at a very high speed, always ready to pull out the Park knife behind him .

"Don't be nervous." Master Qishan said: "She is just tired, so go to sleep in a dream."

Ning Que felt Sang Sang's situation and found that her breathing was gentle, even smoother than usual. Apart from that, there was nothing unusual, but it seemed that she really just fell asleep.

"What's going on?" He asked coldly.

Master Qishan smiled and said: "This is good for her body."

Sang Sang, who had fallen asleep, seemed to be really comfortable. His eyebrows, which were often slightly distressed by pain, were very stretched and did not cough. Ning Que put her hand on her wrist. It was found that the cold air in her body also became very calm, not as usual as usual on a daily basis, so I was a little relieved.

But after all, there is no way to be completely assured.

He stared at Master Qishan's eyes and asked again: "What's going on."

Master Qishan looked at the chessboard in front of him and said, "You should have heard the biography of Lanke Temple. The chessboard you see now is the chessboard used by those old monks in the past."

Ning Quedao: "Who left this chessboard ...?"

Master Qishan said: "Buddha. [｜ 我 ｜|]"

Ning Que remembered the biography, and felt very tense.

"Why should Sang Sang use this chess board to play chess? I didn't know that before. The final game of Washan's three games was presided over by the Dongming master. It was definitely not the chess board that was used at that time."

Master Qishan said: "You are regarded as the test of the Buddha."

Ning Quedao: "We come to cure the disease, not to seek Buddha, why do we need to be tested by the Buddha?"

Master Qishan said: "If only her Buddha can cure her disease. Do you ask or not?"

After a long silence, Ning Que asked, "Is she in danger?"

Master Qishan said: "There is no danger."

Ning Que suddenly thought of a possibility, her voice faintly: "But she will be very painful."

Master Qishan said: "If she is in pain. You can feel it naturally."

Ning Que asked: "What should I do next? Can't I play this game?"

Master Qishan looked at the lonely black chess on the chessboard. He took a white chess from the urn next to him and gently landed at a position opposite the black chess. He said, "This game has already started. . "

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Time gradually passed, and the autumn gradually moved westward. Washan Cave was enveloped by a tense and mysterious atmosphere. No one knew what was happening on the chessboard, why Sang Sang had only one child. He entered a dream.

Ning Que had almost lost patience on several occasions, just thinking about the respect and trust that Sang Sang showed to this Master Qishan before he fell, he forcibly suppressed his uneasiness and continued to wait in silence.

There are still only two pieces on the chessboard.

Ning Que didn't look at Chessboard, just looked at Sang Sang's face, noting whether she showed an uncomfortable look. Has her breathing changed or does her body appear strange?

He looked very carefully, carefully, and attentively. His eyes did not blink, and he didn't miss the tremor of each of Sansang's eyelashes, although those tremors. The autumn wind in the mountains is blowing.

Mo Shanshan stood outside Lumen, watching the expression on Ning Que's face quietly. She is also very careful and focused. On the stone bench beside the mountain road, the Prince of Nanjin stared blankly at the beautiful profile of Moshan Mountain, his expression was focused, and he was obsessed and sad.

If the world is a big chessboard, and everyone is a piece on the chessboard, then no one can escape, and the opponent you want to look at unless you have no attachment to the world.

Lu Chenjia, a flower idiot, looked silently at these people inside and outside Donglu. On the indifferent beauty of Mu Ne, a flash of ridiculous smile suddenly flashed. Then she left Donglu and returned to the foot statue of the Buddha on the mountain top.

The Buddha statue is very tall, even if it is just a toe, it is much bigger than her.

Standing on the tail finger of the Buddha statue, Lu Chenjia gently smoothed the fluttering hair behind his ear, looked up, and was swayed by the autumn day, and his eyes narrowed.

The face of Buddha was looming in the clouds, looking silently at the bottom of the mountain, instead of looking at a specific individual, but looking at everyone struggling in the red dust, so it seemed supremely compassionate.

Lu Chenjia looked back for a long time before returning her gaze. She saw a white flower in a crack in the front of her nails under the statue of Buddha, and she lowered her body.

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Sang Sang stood in a daze on a mountain.

There is a town beneath the mountain. I can hear the sound of children playing and seeing the waterwheel beside the stream outside the town. Just before noon, I can smell the smell of food.

She knows that this is not the real world, because in this world, there is no lack of her side, but she can not confirm whether this world is the world on the chessboard, because she looks at the world itself, and there is no chessboard.

When she found herself standing on this mountain, it was late at night. When the smoke rose in the morning, she went down the mountain once, walked around the town, then walked back to the mountain again, found a tree, and continued to be in a daze.

She is not going to leave because she is far away. She does not know whether she can find a way back. If Ning Que wants to come to this world to find herself, she should stand there and wait for him.

At this very moment, Ning Que always repeatedly told her to go out to hunt or do other things every time, no matter what happened, don't leave the place, because that would make him unable to find her.

At that time, Sang Sang would confirm it every time: Will you come back to find me? Ning Que was of course, so Sang Sang was relieved, according to his requirements, honestly standing motionless.

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Sang Sang stood for a long time, until she finally forgot how long she had finally forgotten, only remembering the sun setting and repeating it countless times, the rain, snow, frost and wind rotating innumerable times, and the sound of firecrackers celebrating in the town, and many times.

These people seem to have a lot of happy things to do. Sang Sang thought, Ning Que hadn't found himself for so long, and he couldn't be more happy even listening to the firecrackers. Time continues to pass, Sang Sang is still waiting, her feet are sore, and she sits down for a rest, sleepy, she leans against the tree for a while,

There are two nests of ants under that tree, and Sang Sang and other Ning Que are really bored. They started to watch ants move or fight with ants. After seeing them for many times, the members in those two ant nests probably changed hundreds of times. At last, she finally found some interesting places when these ants or moved.

The two ants are crawling at the same speed, and the distance from the tree is exactly the same. The place where the honey spills on the tree is different every time. Sometimes one of the ants can walk in a straight line, and the other ants must bypass the water. The curve goes down, so the ants in a straight line can pick up honey first.

The straight line between the two points is the shortest.

Sansan thought in silence, this is the rule this world wants to tell itself.

There are towns in this world, there are people in the town, there are mountains, there are beasts and trees in the mountains, there are birds in the trees, there are water, wind and clouds, there are days and nights, and there are rules in nature.

Sang Sang never went down the mountain, but because she had too much time to look at and think, she gradually mastered many rules in the world, such as light is warm and night is cold. This kind of rule is very meaningless.

Some rules are even more sad.

In addition to setting off firecrackers for funeral events in the town, funerals also set off firecrackers. Sang Sang stood on the mountain, watching the children in the town grow old and became sick, and then died, disappearing with the firecrackers.

The ashes of the firecrackers were taken up by the wind and floated from the cemetery outside the town. They continued to move around the mountains until they gradually faded away. Sang Sang noticed that each time the wind came from a place, the gray smoke drifted. The directions are exactly the same, as if directed by an arrow, always facing forward.

She understood that this is the rule of time.

No one can stop the time.

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Sang Sang is still on the mountain.

A woodman cut the wood up the mountain ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ There are children who go up the mountain to let the sheep go. For countless years, many people have walked by the tree, but no one can see her. The object can reach her.

She is real in this world. In addition to not being able to interact with this world, she is still bound by the rules of this world, so she will be tired and hot and cold.

Of course, there are some rules that cannot restrain her-she has never eaten anything, but she has never been hungry.

She remembered the biography of the Lanke Temple that Ning Que once told her-the woodman named Wang Zhi, who ate a bun, so she spent a hundred years beside the chessboard under the tree, but never hungry.

Sang Sang did not eat steamed buns, but she just ate a green pear.

Then she understood something, walked to the edge of the cliff, and jumped down.

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(Chapter 3 comes before two o'clock.)