Chapter 33: : Who is poison

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When I woke up, I still saw Vshatti squatting in front of me, with complex eyes turning on my face. Without speaking, I stood up silently. Today is the last day in Guizi. I have packed two NORTHFACE bags and I will meet the group of businessmen in the caravanserai after a while.
Putting on my coat, I felt it by the pillow, but I didn't feel it. Pulling the pillow away, I didn't see it. I looked out of the bed and it didn't fall. Where did I pull it?
"No more searching." His low voice sounded, "I hid it."
"You..." I was anxious. "Why are you doing this? Give me back!"
"You can't go back to heaven without that big bracelet."
"You!" He really thought out, too chaotic! "Pass time through the watch, no, the big bracelet is returned to me. If you accidentally touch any button, the consequences will be disastrous."
"What consequences can it have?" He sneered, and his face didn't care. "Will I go to heaven too?"
"No!" He couldn't go without a radiation suit. "There will be a strong light. If you are exposed to light, your body will rot in a few days and die with pus." I hope to scare him even more terrifyingly.
"Well, I don't touch anything. However, the bracelet will still be kept with me." He was not afraid, stood up and smiled confidently at me, "My room is always welcome, as long as you think Can be found."
"Vaugha, what are you doing?" I leaned weakly on the bedside. It was messy enough in his heart, he had to add chaos.
"Don't you see what you are doing?" He leaned closer to me, with bloodshot eyes under his eyes. "I know you haven't fallen in love with me now. I'm just fighting for time."
I bit my lip and looked away from him: "Useless..."
"You control me!" He suddenly violently yelled in a rough voice, "Hurry up, we are going out."
"where to?"
"It is dry city. My brethren and I you to."
I was almost put in a carriage by him. Of course I couldn't earn his strength, so I got into the car sullenly. He called four brothers from the guards and walked out of the city gate with my carriage in front and back.
Dangling all the way, I was in a daze in the car. I just felt something was stuck in my heart. I was hiding in the corner of the temple not far from the temple gate when he followed the master yesterday morning. There were many people seeing off, and even the people in the city of Subash came, bustling the temple gates. The head shook, and I couldn't see him at all. It wasn't until he got on the camel that he rubbed his tingling neck and told himself not to blink.
Across the sea of ​​people, you can still see the loneliness in his eyes. Seeing his old sandalwood beads exposed in his hand, I subconsciously tightened the Adelaide silk around my neck. The camel bell sounded, he turned around and searched among the crowd, and finally lowered his eyes and turned away. The ranks of maroon monks dressed slowly and slowly away, turning into the distant Tianshan Canyon and disappearing. I still couldn't hold back my tears.
The carriage was dangling, and I lingered bit by bit in this swing, so that Vrsati told me that I was going to camp and was still in a trance. Seeing the anger that was brewing in his eyes, he didn't want to take much care, and ate into the tent early.
He also got in, and I slept with my back to him, when he was air. He has been sitting beside me, but said nothing. I don't know how long after that, he sighed heavily and went out.
The next day when it reached its dry city, it was sunset and sunset, and the setting sun shone desolately on the broken city wall. I stared blankly at the city wall, and suddenly sorrow came from it. I have never been so uninterested in my work this time, and suddenly feel that it really makes sense to measure and determine the location of this waste city after two thousand years of investigation?
In any case, people's footsteps are moving forward in a hurry, the rapid changes in the 21st century, how many people will stop to see the past that happened? Even Roche, besides Buddhism and history professionals, how many people know that he has existed and contributed? Japanese anime is full of young people’s lives, but how many young generations know that the familiar words of Ashura, Tenryu, Yasha, Ganharu, Galuro, and Galing Pinga come from Rosh’s translation?
Yi Xing pulled out his tools, whether I liked it or not, I had to do something at the moment. Otherwise, thinking too much will make you tired. Vishati wanted to help me, but was rejected by me first. But to see him take the ruler recklessly, he had to follow him.
Camping in the tattered city at night, I sat by the fire and chewed the crusty naan with the same chewing wax. After a bit of it, he put it down, his eyes drifting towards the silhouette of the desolate city wall under the night sky. I don't know where he is now. Will he care about the person in my heart around the fire like me? I remember the first time I saw him in October night, also in the deserted desert. At that time, he was still a young boy. The deep big Hitomi stared at me tightly, curious and inquiring.
"What are you thinking?"
A glass of water was handed in front of him, and Vishtipa's eyes reflected a beating fire, like his eyes.
I took it and warmed my hands unconsciously: "Here is the guardian of the Western Regions of Banchao. The father and son of Banchao have operated the Western Regions for more than 60 years, and finally changed the history of the Western Regions. Even the history of Qiuzi was also changed by him."
"Well." He sat down beside me, staring at the fire: "Tell me his story."
"Ban Chao is the hero I admire the most. His father Ban Biao, his brother Ban Gu, and his sister Ban Zhao are all great historians and writers in the Han Dynasty. He was originally a writer, but he was a penny."
I took a sip of water and slowly recalled: "When Emperor Wudi sent Zhang Qian to go through the Western Regions and defend themselves with his relatives. As long as he can surrender to the Western Regions of Han Dynasty, as long as he can surrender, instead of paying tribute, he can get rewards and advanced technology of the Han Dynasty. The various countries had different types of meat buns, so the entire Western Region was ordered by the Han Dynasty and hit the Xiongnu very hard. However, in the late Han Dynasty, Wang Mang usurped the Han, the world was in chaos, and the Xiongnu regained their control and controlled the Western Region. In the early Guangwu Emperor's time, all the waste Xing, he was very stingy, so he didn't have time to take care of the Western Regions. It wasn't until Emperor Guangwu's son Ming Di sent Dou Gu to attack the Northern Xiongnu. He created Ban Chao's glorious life."
The ruined walls in the turbulent autumn wind witnessed the glory of the year. He took thirty-six people to kill one hundred and thirty Huns, leaving behind the idiom of "don't enter the tiger's den and get the tiger son". When the Emperor Zhangzhang gave up the Western Regions and ordered him to go back, he insisted on keeping the Western Regions ethnic groups for Shule for five years. His own Han soldiers and horses are actually very few, and he completely surrendered to the Western Regions by his personal charm.
The efforts of the two generations of Ban Chao father and son made Gui Zichen obey the Han Dynasty. The Bai family supported by Ban Chao ruled Guizi for nearly 800 years. But at the time I was in, Guizi had refused to obey the Central Plains Order, leading to military disaster. Roche's fate is about to turn a huge bend eleven years later...
Suddenly a big hole broke in my heart, blood dripping mercilessly, and even the color of blood was shaking in front of my eyes, and I closed my eyes.
"Why don't you go on?"
"Vishati, you are a Guizi, how come you don't know this history?" I opened my eyes, and the blood was gone, only his bright eyes were looking at it. With a wry smile, "I'm fine, you don't have to deliberately turn me on."
He grinned and talked a little, but said nothing.
"Vishati, what's your relationship with Uncle Bai Zhen?"
He frowned: "Okay. Why ask this?"
I hesitated, but decided to say directly: "Can you not be a soldier?"
He was surprised, looking at me with doubt.
"Vishati, you might think that I am bullshit, but, believe me, I am telling the truth." I met his gaze slowly and said slowly, word by word: "In the future, Guizi will experience a big If things go wrong, you should stop being a soldier and worry about your life. If you can, you should get a good deal with your uncle Bai Zhen, he can become your future supporter."
He was surprised by Mo Ming first, and did not speak for a long time. Gradually, his expression began to relax, and at last he hung a thoughtful smile: "So, you will also tell me about my future."
My surprise was too late to reveal. He didn’t watch for his hand to be held by him. It was his rarest gentleness: "Stay with me and accompany me through the disaster you said, okay?" The hand was held by him and held in Between my heart and mouth, "You are a fairy, with a compassionate heart, you can't just watch me suffer."
I pulled my hand embarrassingly, pulled it to the wound, and shouted with pain, and he immediately let go.
He sighed, with a trace of pain in his eyes, and then stared at the crackling fire: "Ai Qing, if I were also a monk, would you like me?"
"You!" I was stunned and almost jumped up. "What nonsense are you talking about!"
He laughed: "Just kidding. If I were a monk, I wouldn't know how many women would cry to death. To prevent them from crying, I would definitely break the ring. I can't be a Buddha."
I smiled bitterly: "Vishati, what do you like about me?"
"I don't know. You are not too beautiful, and your chest is not big. What do I like about you?"
He looked at me, put away his hippie smile, and said softly, "Ai Qing, you are very pure." The light gray eyes moved inch by inch on my face, and carefully studied, "The eyes are so pure, the laugh is so pure." , The heart is so pure. With you, I feel that I have become pure, and I don’t want to think about those dirty things."
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, a faint light flashed: "Ai Qing, do you have to go back to the sky? Can I really not keep you in the world?"
I stood up: "Night, go to sleep."
We went back early the next morning. I didn't want to work at all, and I didn't want to get alone with Vrsati, so I proposed to go back early. I must get back the time to cross the watch. I have spent nearly half a year in Guizi. It is estimated that by the time I arrive at Chang'an, the capital city of Fujian, one year has passed. I haven't seen Fujian yet, so I have to go back.
Camping overnight, we can reach Yancheng the next day. However, I never expected that I would be able to arrive in Yancheng that night, and something happened when I rested in a poplar forest at noon.
At that time we were taking a break and prepared to leave. As soon as I got into the carriage, I heard a strange noise outside. As soon as the probe went out, there was something shaking in front of my eyes, and it was nailed to the door of the car. Vshatipah shouted: "Ai Qing, get in the car, don't move!"
I haven't sat back yet, and suddenly a strong fall back. There was a painful hissing of horses outside, and the carriage ran out at an alarming speed. I was thrown in a bumpy car and could not stand my body, and I tried my best to climb towards the door. Finally, he lifted the dangling curtain on the door, and saw the arrow on the horseback, and the driver was gone. There was a desert all around, and Vshatipah could not be seen. I was violently trying to vomit, crawling hard to the door and jumping out of my teeth. After several rolls on the ground, I felt a torn pain from the injured arm, and then the forehead hit a cold thing, and my eyes were dark, and I could not see anything.