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Chapter 65
On the third floor of Mogao Grottoes, fine pieces of snow fell from the sky, and the ghost king fluttered in his cloak. When Hongjun was looking up, a ghoul guard came behind him.
"His Royal Highness," the guard said, "Ghost King, please."
"You can talk!" Hongjun said in surprise.
"We will all." The guard replied, "Just don't speak in front of mortals unless necessary, please."
Hongjun: "But why call me'His Royal Highness'?"
The guard did not answer, but was polite and took Hongjun to a higher place, passing the stone staircase of Mogao Grottoes, when Hongjun looked down.
Morigen was in a daze on the second floor. Ashnajon went in and out to see the murals in Mogao Grottoes.
There are thousands of caves in Mogao Grottoes. Many painters gather in groups of three or five, and listen to Ah Tai playing Barbat, and the sound of music is floating in the wind. In front of the nine floors below the cave, a large number of Yumen Ar soldiers gathered. Only then did Hongjun discover that there are so many people in Mogao Grottoes? ! didn't see it when arrived, but they all came out at this time.
People are noisy and lively, it is as prosperous as a small town.
Hongjun was worried about what would happen to the ghost king and his guards when they came here, but saw Li Jinglong speaking to a group of soldiers in front of the nine-story building. He expected that he should be able to solve it, so he no longer worried.
The guards of the ghoul and Hongjun passed through the second floor and passed many painting caves along the way. When the painters resting outside the cave came, they put their hands together and made a salute. Obviously, they had already seen a ghoul.
Hongjun turned his head to look at the painter, and then saluted. The guard just nodded, then went up one level, and took him to the center of Mogao Grottoes and into one of them.
A painter is drawing a statue of a Bodhisattva. His skin is white and gentle, and his eyes are compassionate. Behind him is a flying statue of flying colored clothes. The artist is a younger brother who is about the same age as Hongjun. It is in the midst of the cold winter and the fire in the cave is booming. He is bare-shouldered, wearing only a pair of loose trousers, bare feet, sitting cross-legged on a high shelf with a full expression. In order to be piety, stroke by stroke, depicting the arm of the bodhisattva.
"Do you know him?" said the ghost king.
Hongjun shook his head, marveling at the age of the painter. There are thousands of painters in Dunhuang, or one person and one cave, or several people and one cave. There are statues or wooden sculptures in the caves, and the murals are colorful, and the majestic appearance of all beings can not help but be awe-inspiring. Respectfully.
It was a tremor deep in the soul, which made Hongjun almost unable to breathe. Standing in front of the Bodhisattva, he only felt that in that inaccessible, but true, certain world, the gods and Buddhas were examining with compassion. His mind.
When the painter saw a guest coming, he put down his paintbrush, folded his hands towards Hongjun, and left the cave temporarily.
"The general trend is the Bodhisattva." said the ghost king, "to liberate all living beings with blood, swords and soldiers. The Mogao Grottoes also call the "Thousand Buddha Caves". Carving the body of the Buddha, drawing the image of the Buddha, and seeking Purdue. Every time I make a pilgrimage to the Mogao Grottoes, I often wonder whether the Bodhisattvas also protect our demons."
Hongjun: "These painters don't seem to be afraid of you. They all know you?"
"Yes." said the ghost king, "the people here call us ‘Asura’."
The ghost king bowed his head, looked at Hongjun's appearance, and said, "You are like a person I have met, but forgive me for having seen too many people in my life. My memory has long been blurred and I can't remember who it is."
Hongjun untied the peacock feather, held it in his palm, and showed it to the ghost king.
The two were silent, the ghost king stretched out his fingers, picked up the jasper peacock feathers, and muttered: "Five-color light, you are Kong Xuan's child, that day..."
Hongjun shook afterwards, and the King of Ghosts turned to stare at him.
"Have you met my father?"
The ghost king frowned, and Hongjun knew that the ghost king must have been related to Yaojin Palace. He gasped and said, "Ghost king, what kind of person is my father?"
The ghost king turned around and left the cave. Hongjun chased it out immediately. The King of Ghosts climbed up the stairs in front of the stone ladder and came to the temple of Mogao Grottoes. The setting sun slanted westward and descended into the winding Great Wall and vast desert outside Yumen Pass.
Hongjun's heart was full of urgency. He did not ask his uncle Jia Zhou, just because his former father was just like a mortal in front of him, nor did he ask Zhongming and Qingxiong, just because their meaning was self-evident: you You have to find it yourself.
In front of the ghost king, Hongjun felt more like finding a friend from the father's generation who had been in the demon race for a long time.
The King of Ghosts sat down on the top of the Mogao Grotto and signaled Hongjun to sit too, but Hongjun was not sure, so he stared at the King of Ghosts in a daze.
"When you mentioned Chongming on the road." The Ghost King replied, "I vaguely felt that maybe it was the son of the old man who came here. Are your parents okay?"
"They are all dead." Hongjun replied sadly. He knew that the ghost king was always asleep in the coffin and didn't understand the world, but the five-color light in his hands meant that his father had already left.
Sure enough, the ghost king was not surprised. He just nodded and said in a daze: "He came to Hexi to find me that day. We are sitting here."
Suddenly a strange feeling surged in Hongjun's heart, but the ghost king thoughtfully said: "Unconsciously, it has been so many years since I woke up."
"In the beginning...what did he do?" Hongjun asked.
The ghost king pondered, looked at Hongjun, and replied: "He wants to hand you over to me, and Liu Fei and I will raise you up."
Hongjun: "..."
"I'm just such a lone grave." The ghost king said to himself, "Liu Fei really likes you, but living in an ancient tomb is always depressing. I want to come now. Fortunately, I didn't let you stay. under."
"I am a burden to him." Hongjun whispered.
"No." Realizing Hongjun's loss, the ghost king said immediately, "Why do you say that? You have a special physique when you are young, so there are always monsters who look forward to it. He needs to free his hands to deal with the prison. I am afraid it will be difficult to protect you and your mother. ,and so……"
Hongjun understood, and nodded gratefully.
Talking about the ghost king stretched out his hand and put it on Hongjun's shoulder.
"Chongming raised you very well." Seeing that Hongjun still seemed a little lost, the ghost king added, and said, "Of course, if you stay by my side, I must be more white now."
Hongjun was sad, but he laughed.
The King of Ghosts groaned again: "That year, he concealed from your mother and left Yumen Pass to see me. Bailu can have a soul and soul, and it must be due to your fate..."
"What?!" Only then did Hongjun know that Bai Lu's life back then had something to do with his father!
"Don't you know?" Ghost King said lightly, "After he met me in the past years, he felt Ha Prison wanted to capture the White Deer, so he intervened and interrupted Ha Prison's spell."
Hongjun couldn't help gasping violently. No wonder Lu Xu always felt a different feeling when facing him.
After hearing Hongjun's description, the ghost king replied: "That's it. When White Deer was reincarnated, he must have seen your father in the soul body, and your appearance was similar to your father, so he often remembered it."
Hongjun took a deep breath and nodded.
"Why..." He asked again, and at the same time his heart jumped fiercely, and said, "All the monsters...will come to me?"
In his dream, his parents have been moving, just to avoid the troublesome intrusion. When he was young, he even said, "In my body, there is a monster."
The ghost king pondered for a moment, and then replied: "I think you should ask your adoptive father about this. Maybe he is the one who understands the consequences of this matter best."
Hongjun never expected that he would get such an answer.
"Tell me, Ghost King...Uncle Shi." Hongjun said nervously, "You must know, you must know!"
The ghost king was silent again, Hongjun furrowed his brows and looked at him anxiously. The ghost king gave him an inexplicable glance.
"They asked you to come down the mountain to find the kid with the heart lamp?" The Ghost King asked suddenly.
Hongjun was even more puzzled. Holding the arm of the ghost king, recalling the past, how Qingxiong let him go down the mountain that day, entrusted him to do three things, and handed the heart lamp into his hands, and told the ghost king.
"So... I think, maybe they don't intend to hide it from you." Ghost King said solemnly, "So that's it..."
"Why?!" Hongjun said anxiously.
The ghost king just looked at Hongjun in silence, and said after a moment: "Little Peacock, you are still not ready to accept it."
Hongjun almost begged: "I just want to know what happened to me."
The ghost king suddenly said: "If time goes back to the past and gives you the right to choose, would you be willing to come into this world?"
Hongjun has lost his patience and said, "I don't want to listen to this anymore! You know everything, why don't you tell me?!"
"Answer me." The Ghost King said earnestly. The words were vaguely with majesty, as if Zhongming stood in front of Hongjun and taught him every time.
"I..." Hongjun was so confused, he didn't know why, but he thought of the happiness when everyone in the Exorcist Division got together.
"Of course this is good." Hongjun replied.
"Then even if you die tomorrow, you will never regret it?" Ghost King said again, "This is very important, Little Peacock."
Hongjun said helplessly: "What can I regret? I..."
The King of Ghosts nodded and replied, "Since this is the case, I might as well tell you that, eighteen years ago, you were born to answer the catastrophe for your father."
Hongjun: "!!!"
Immediately afterwards, the King of Ghost raised his sword and pointed his finger on the center of his eyebrows, and then slowly left, with a gentle blue light on his fingers, and then lightly tapped on the center of Hongjun's eyebrows.
With a "hum", Hongjun's consciousness was instantly pulled into the memory of the ghost king.
Eighteen years ago.
Kong Xuan sat cross-legged at the top of the Mogao Grottoes, where Hongjun was sitting. The setting sun fell. The young Hongjun leaned his back on his chest, tilted his head, and fell asleep.
"Hai Prison is always looking for the Heavenly Demon Seed." Kong Xuan murmured, "I have used all methods, and I can no longer take it out of Xing'er's three souls and seven souls."
"Seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence." The ghost king said in a deep voice, "Isn't this just what your two elder brothers gave you?"
"I don't know." Kong Xuan's eyes became confused, his voice became hoarse, and he said, "Being a father is such a happy thing..."
Ghost King: "It should be you who will become a demon."
Kong Xuan: "Yes, two hundred years later, he will become a demon. It should be me."
The golden light of the setting sun casts on the Mogao Grottoes, shining into the thousands of Buddhas in the thousands of caves, showing compassion for all beings.
"You still need to tie the bell to untie the bell," the ghost king said solemnly, "I don't ask your brother, what's the point of stumbled in the world?"
Kong Xuan sighed and replied: "Chongming and Qingxiong, only let me find a mortal woman, teach her the technique of yin and yang infusion, and inject my magic seed of the gods and demons into her, and cast it into a demonic fetus. They don’t care anymore."
"After all, in their eyes, only my life is the most important... Now, maybe even they can't expect that I am actually deeply rooted in love, I can't give up Yuze, and I can't sit back and watch the stars. Seeking doctor everywhere now..."
The ghost king replied: "It’s not that I don’t want to help you, Kong Xuan. Even if you turn your child into a ghoul, the devil seed cannot be eliminated. The only thing that can remove the devil seed is the Fudo Ming King’s method and the six weapons in one. ."
"Heart lamp may be possible." Kong Xuan sighed, "I have to find the heart lamp."
"It can't be done." The ghost king said in a deep voice, "A person who enters the devil can expel the devil energy in the soul with a heart lamp, but the devil in your child's body is the devil seed. He is the introduction to the devil energy in the world, and it is you who open the world. The mission that has been undertaken since then, the gods and demons are one, the calamity of birth and death..."
There was a loud noise, the white light flickered, and the ghost king's finger left Hongjun's forehead.
Hongjun murmured as if in a dream, "This is all true."
"Your father often blames himself when he is alive." Ghost King said, "I regret that there should be no difference in thought..."
"Why?" Hongjun trembled, "Why?"
The ghost king replied: "There is hostility in the heavens and the earth, so there are demons. The years go back and forth. If the demonic aura is overwhelming, there is always a way to purify. The demonic seed in King Peacock Daming is the seed that attracts this demonic energy. After he enters the devil, the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp shines through the world with the light of his heart, and the power of the Ming King combined with the six tools to remove the heavenly demon, Kong Xuan re-enters the reincarnation, reincarnation, and so on."
The ghost king said solemnly: "Now, answer my question again, little peacock."
Hongjun: "..."
"If you are destined to die in this life, will you still regret that you have come to this world and have gone through it?"
Hongjun stood up, a little trance in his eyes.
"All beings are always mortal." The ghost king said again, "Now, you must understand what your adoptive father said."
Hongjun was confused, walked slowly down the steps, turned around, staggered, and walked along the path towards the end of Mogao Grottoes. His heart was full of lightning and thunder, violent wind and snow waterfall, but his expression was extremely calm.
The light of the setting sun plunged into these thousands of caves and thousands of Buddhas. He passed every cave entrance. The Buddha statues of the heavens looked peacefully, watching his figure quietly, and he was just a lonely person in these three thousand worlds who did not know where to come and where to go. Passing.
In the evening, Li Jinglong walked quickly out of the nine-story building. Ah Tai whistled down and asked, "Where to go?"
Li Jinglong did not answer. As the day was approaching the west, a group of people came forward on horseback. When they got closer, they dismounted and saluted Li Jinglong, saying: "The general said that Yumen's defense is very important, and he dare not leave his post without permission. Bring wine and food."
Li Jinglong said: "You have worked hard, just send it in."
The soldiers moved the supplies into the nine-story building, and Li Jinglong replied from the heights: "The Chinese New Year is almost coming. I will spend a new year here this year, so I don't have to worry about it anymore."
Ah Tai just remembered that there are still three days before the end of the year. Ashnajon said: "I didn't expect to be here this year for your Han Chinese."
Li Jinglong replied: "The most unfortunate thing is that Yongsi didn't come, otherwise everyone would be there. Morigen! Come down and help!"
Morigen was still in a daze on the third floor. He glanced down and sighed.
Before nightfall, Li Jinglong collected the supplies and handed them to the soldiers for a reward. The accompanying people wanted to see the young nephew. Taking into account that Hongjun and the ghost king were in the same place, Li Jinglong sent them back first, and soon after speaking, he returned to Yumen to report safety .
"Hongjun!"
Li Jinglong ran up and down, looking around for Hongjun, but in front of Lu Xu's sleeping cave, he saw Morigen standing like a wooden stake.
"Long history." Morigen said, "After we talk about it, when is the time, do you still think about the New Year?"
Li Jinglong replied: "There will be a way."
"You mean?!" Morigen said anxiously.
Li Jinglong was silent, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Morigen, facing outside the Mogao Grottoes. The moon rose and the sand dunes were bright.
"What can I do?!" Li Jinglong glanced into the cave. Under the mural, Lu Xu was still asleep, and whispered to Morigen, "How about you teach me?"
Morigen said: "Chang Lang and Bailu are destined to be a pair."
"Yeah." Li Jinglong patted the railing and said, "Either you go?"
"Hey, excuse me for interrupting, have you two asked Hongjun what you mean?" Ah Tai stretched out his head and said to Li Jinglong before the next floor.
The carp demon interrupted: "Ask what? No need to ask, Changshi, you really are a match made in heaven!"
Ashnajon said: "I don't understand. In your eyes, is it possible for feelings to come as you want? That's not right, the surname is Li, you are so confident? Let me teach you how to do it?"
"I didn't say that!" Li Jinglong said irritably.
Morigen said angrily: "Turkic people, do you want to fight?"
Li Jinglong pointed to one side and motioned to Morigen to go to the corner and said, pushing him away.
Morigen said, "Come on, what can you do this time? Don't you let us rest assured every time? What we promised will be done, right?"
Li Jinglong said, "Do you know about Yirongshu? Or ask the ghost kings and monsters if there are any spells that can make you look like me, and I will become like you again..."
Morigen said: "But is there a difference?! Even if you change your content, I will talk about love, but in the end it will not be the same?!"
Li Jinglong thought about it, and asked, "Either you will be replaced at the end? I'm by the side..."
Morigen said: "I don't interfere with you all the way, and finally put a light on the side. What's the difference?"
"This is just a possibility!" Li Jinglong said seriously, "Can't you try it?"
Morigen did not want to answer.
Li Jinglong couldn't make a plan, but made a living again. After thinking for a while, he said, "Either go and inquire, can we two move our souls? Attach my soul to your body..."
Morigen said: "Long history, is there a difference?"
"I said," Li Jinglong said bitterly, "You are still you, just attaching my soul to you for a while."
Morigen suddenly thought that it seems possible to have two souls in one body, but how can this be done?
"Is the light of the heart in your soul or in the meridians?" Morigen asked.
Li Jinglong remembered instantly, and immediately said, "In my meridian, no, no, no!"
Morigen: "..."
Ashnajon glanced curiously, shrugged at Ah Tai and spread his hands.
Ah Tai smiled and said, "It should have been habitual and unrestrained in the past to give Chang Shi this confidence, right?"
Ashnajon moved Ah Tai and motioned him to look.
In the moonlight, Hongjun walked along with a sigh, seemed very tired, and looked around.
Ashnajon smiled and said, "Hongjun?"
Hongjun did not answer, and entered one of the caves.
Lu Xu lay quietly in front of the mural. The ghost king’s guards lit seven lamps on the ground above his head, shoulders, waist and abdomen.
"What kind of spell is this?" Hongjun asked.
The guard replied: "His Royal Highness, this is a seven-star lamp to soothe his soul."
Hongjun nodded, and suddenly remembered that the Plague God and Profound Girl had not been eliminated. At this moment, they don't know where to hide, whether they are planning to make a comeback. But since the ghost king is awake, not afraid of the plague, let alone the cold, and not dreaming, presumably these two monsters are not too stupid to provoke him again.
He leaned against the mural, sat next to Lu Xu, stretched out his hand and placed it on Lu Xu's forehead.
Back then, his father wanted to save his son's life, but unexpectedly, he saved Lu Xu instead. For some reason, he hoped that Lu Xu would wake up and let him go back to his dream again. He saw his father and mother and said a few words to them, even if the dream was full of his own memories.
Has he ever regretted this decision?
Does the mother know what happened behind this?
Although these are long gone, and no longer have much meaning, Hongjun still persistently wants to know every bit of the past. His past is a cloud of fog, and the future seems to have nowhere to fall. When will he replace his father and become a demon, and where will the Fudo King who will kill him by then be?
The words of the king of ghosts left him in confusion, as if he lived in this world, which had no meaning for a long time, and his value was just a sacrifice of this great world.
"Lu Xu." Hongjun whispered, "My father is a good person, isn't he?"
Lu Xu lay quietly, still sleeping.
Hongjun smiled bitterly: "He saved your life, but left the cruelest thing to me."
He turned his head to look at Lu Xu. At this time, he didn't know who to speak to, but he knew subconsciously that when Lu Xu let him dream, he must have seen everything in his memory, including his past and his life experience. .
Lu Xu's eyelashes moved lightly, Hongjun frowned, approached him, and looked closely.
He opened his eyes and replied to Hongjun: "Your destiny is far more than the cruelty in front of you."
Hongjun: "..."
Suddenly, Lu Xu grabbed Hongjun's arm and dragged it abruptly. Hongjun shouted, "Let go!"
A monstrous black air surged and wrapped the two of them, Hongjun pushed away Lu Xu violently, and shouted: "Your horn has been broken! You have no mana!"
Immediately after Lu Xu sneered, he said in a hoarse voice: "I still have a soul." Then, the black energy burst into a burst, rolling from Lu Xu's body to Hongjun, Hongjun suddenly suffered a severe heartache, and when he lowered his head I caught a glimpse of the black energy on Lu Xu connecting with his chest, and then the black energy erupted and swept the entire cave!
At the same time, Li Jinglong grabbed Morigen by the collar and was fighting with Morigen. Li Jinglong shouted, "Morigan!"
Suddenly Morigen let go, and the two of them turned their heads instantly and looked at the cave not far away.
A monstrous black air exploded from the cave, and the ghost king, the guard, Ah Tai, and Ashnajon had a meal at the same time.
"Hongjun went in!" Ashnajon shouted.
Black Qi rushed out of the cave and erupted with a violent hoarse cry!
Li Jinglong and Morigen ran almost at the same time, rushing to the cave mouth quickly, saying that it was too late and that time, the majestic cave mouth bursting out of black gas suddenly closed inward!
"Lu Xu!" Morigen roared.
Li Jinglong: "Hongjun!"
In the cave, Lu Xu and Hongjun lay side by side, but the black energy was quickly recovered. They couldn't help pouring into the mural, and was instantly sucked into the mural. The light flashed and all disappeared.
Li Jinglong: "..."
Morigen: "..."