Chapter 16 Chapter Sixteen Love

Xiangsi stared at him, the light in her eyes was as clear and dazed as the lake waves beside her. Everything was silent and seemed to be waiting for her answer. Tens of thousands of years, this gleaming snow peak, thousands of god horses, demigod priests, and the blood scattered from the body of the horse boy Tanhua, are just to make up for her memory of twenty years in the world. Thinking of this, she couldn't help crying. However, she was finally stubborn and shook her head. Dijia seemed to sigh slightly, but he didn't seem to. His grip on the strings was loosened. The fourth golden arrow finally roared towards the east.Acacia gently closed her eyes.To be buried on the bank of this sacred mountain and holy lake, in the midst of a grand ceremony, and under the longbow held by Shiva himself, is this also a rare blessing for mortals?

However, does what she insists on really have the meaning of sacrificing her life? It's not that she didn't think about this question, but she couldn't figure it out.If you can't figure it out, then stick to your original opinion. This is her stubbornness. However, at the moment when the bowstring sounded lightly and the golden arrow flew out, the Tanhua horse suddenly let out an extremely mournful cry. At that moment, I don't know whether he urged the Tanhua horse or the Tanhua horse drove him.Tan Hua carried him, one after another with the off-string golden arrow, galloping towards the stone bridge.

The arrow was getting closer and closer to her throat, but the distance between Tan Hua and the arrow was getting shorter and shorter. Seeing that he was about to get in front of Tie Zhu, suddenly, Tan Hua jumped with a hoof and flew high, the horse's head and the tip of the arrow jumped in front of Xiang Si almost at the same time.With incredible strength, the golden arrow burned the surrounding air hot, and Xiangsi couldn't help turning her face slightly sideways. The tip of the sword almost touched her skin. Xiangsi seemed to have felt a sharp pain in her throat, and the golden arrow stopped in mid-air.

Xiangsi opened her eyes in shock, only to see that the fiery red arrow tail had been held by Di Jia in her hand. Before she had time to think, the huge chains that bound her body had been broken. When her wrist tightened, her whole body flew up, dizzy In the middle, she seemed to feel that she was carried on the horse by him. But the Tanhua horse didn't want to take back its hooves, it jumped straight out of the end of the stone bridge and flew towards the center of the lake. The purple sky is mottled by the last afterglow of the setting sun, while the waves of the lake under the feet are blue and delicate.

He hugged her tightly, as if afraid that she would stumble and fall into the lake.Although, after a while, they will eventually fall into the water together. Dijia looked at her quietly, he knew that they were falling towards the center of the lake at high speed.But for the first time, he did not use his power to change the situation.At that moment, he felt like an ordinary person.And what he didn't understand was why he would destroy this carefully prepared ceremony at the last moment. Why did he save her body? Could it be that, as the incarnation of God, he also has delusion that he cannot see through?Could it be that what he pursued all his life was not to become Shiva and inherit all the glory of Shiva—including his wife Parvanti, but really this obsessive mortal woman in his arms?

Pavanti and her, who is he really wanting? With a sound of "wow", the water splashed up several feet high, as if it was about to touch the low-hanging sky. Tanhua carried them and fell into the water.Youlan Hubo opened a huge white flower, and quickly closed it again. Xiehui, according to the last reflection of the colorful clouds, embroiders gorgeous patterns on the gradually calming lake. The world is as peaceful and lonely as it was when it was first born, as if no one has ever been here. Are all the legends just a fleeting dream in history?Or, is it the person in the legend who, at a certain moment of karma, suddenly tore through the entanglement of time and returned to the legend?

Zhuo Wangsun walked through the dark tunnel, surrounded by huge forces intertwined, restrained and twisted, and he gradually felt strenuous.And the tunnel still extends into the darkness, seemingly endless. After an unknown amount of time, a burst of strong fragrance floated to the tip of the nose. At first, this fragrance was only strong, but gradually revealed a strange feeling.The fragrance cannot be said to be quiet and secluded, but it is not gaudy either, but it has a sensual and ambiguous smell, like the faint frankincense on a young girl, but mixed with the breath of love, it is indescribably enchanting and seductive.

Zhuo Wangsun frowned, secretly breathing, but found that there seemed to be no drug in the fragrance.Not far away, a faint red light came through the air, which was particularly dazzling in the orchids. The aroma is getting stronger and stronger, almost intoxicating. In the depths of the red light is a door.The door is painted in gold and purple, and there are countless pictures of acacia. Even the handrail on the door is a nude jade carving of beauty, round and smooth, lifelike. Zhuo Wangsun flicked his sleeves and opened the door. Inside the gate is an underground palace.The palace can't be said to be particularly majestic, but it is astonishingly gorgeous.Every inch of the place is covered with splendid and exotic animal fur.The Persian carpet painted with the whole picture of erotic pleasure is so soft that it can sink into people's ankles.On one side of the palace, stood a crystal cabinet that was as high as the roof. The amber light, agate light, and gemstone light inside were dazzling. Looking closely, it turned out to be all kinds of exquisite wine glasses.There are more than a dozen huge crystal barrels behind the wine cabinet, which store various kinds of fine wines, which look even more colorful under the reddish light.

On the side, flowers made of pearl, jade, emerald and coral are piled up in the hall, each of which is several feet long, with sparse branches and leaves, dazzling in brilliance.Candlesticks, curtains, tables and chairs, mirrors, every smallest detail is filled with the most exquisite carvings, pearls are dazzling, everywhere, people have to sigh—perhaps, this is the pinnacle of prosperity in the world. Huayinge is known as the richest in the world, in the eyes of Zhuo Wangsun, any extravagance is not surprising.However, there is something different here - under the gorgeous haze of the entire hall, there is a deep and corrupt atmosphere.The ambiguous water vapor and the strong fragrance all around make people want to sink and float, making people in it feel a kind of tiredness that wants to sink.

Perhaps at this time, the most perfect thing is to have an extremely large bed in front of you. There should be half a glass of fine wine on the head of the bed, the bed should be covered with fluffy and gorgeous quilts, and a naked beauty. However, there is everything in this hall, except the bed. In the center of the main hall, there is a pile of huge mattresses, which seem to be made of animal skins, but they don't seem to be. It looks like a white hill, and the fragrant warm fragrance is emanating from it. On the carpet next to the pile of leather mattresses, there were still people.

And also a couple of lovers. The two sat facing each other, hugging each other's bodies tightly, rubbing each other's ears, whispering, as if for thousands of years, they could not exhaust their fiery love, but they didn't care about the stranger who broke into their residence. Zhuo Wangsun ignored them and walked around the palace slowly for a week. Surrounded by towering golden walls, under the dazzling carvings and paintings, every inch is melted into nature, without gaps.As for the ground under his feet, Zhuo Wangsun has also tried it secretly, and there is absolutely no possibility of mechanism tunnels existing. Could it be that this long tunnel of reincarnation ends when it reaches this palace of carnival, with no way out? Zhuo Wangsun moved his eyes to the strange pile of leather mattresses beside the two, and suddenly asked, "Where is the exit of the hall?" The two turned their heads, the man had dark skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a beard all over his face, he didn't seem to be from the Middle Earth.He frowned, as if dissatisfied that the visitor interrupted his intimacy with his lover. His lover is a typical Tibetan girl, with a dark complexion and slender eyebrows. Although she stayed in the underground palace for so long, the blush on her cheeks still hasn't faded.Although she is not considered a supreme beauty, she has a unique charm, which is quite different from ordinary women. Zhuo Wangsun asked again: "Where is the exit?" The woman smiled at him and said, "Exit? There is no exit here." Zhuo Wangsun said indifferently: "Then please get out of the way, I will find it myself." The woman chuckled, and stroked the leather mattress under her body with her hand. The tenderness on her slender hands was just as if she was touching her lover's body just now: "You mean to say it here?" Zhuo Wangsun did not speak, but acquiesced. The woman gave a coquettish "Yeah" and said, "You can't get out of here, because—" She looked back at her lover, her eyes were full of tenderness, as if she wanted him to answer for her. The man frowned and said to Zhuo Wangsun, "This is the third holy spring." Zhuo Wangsun said: "Holy Elephant Spring?" The woman smiled and said: "Yes. Isn't the pile of white meat in front of you the guardian beast of Xiangquan?" Zhuo Wangsun frowned.What she pointed at was the pile of white leather mattresses.This pile of leather mattresses looks extremely soft, spreading out on the ground like a small hill.There is a smoky warm fragrance exuding from the hills. Although it is not a spring fragrance drug, it is very capable of arousing people's desires. However, amidst the strong fragrance, there was a faint strange smell that couldn't be concealed. It seemed to be the smell of evaporated fat, which was very greasy.Thinking about it now, it turned out to be the scent of the white elephant. The woman waved to Zhuo Wangsun courteously and said, "If you change the angle, you can see it more clearly. These are the fangs of the elephant god, these are the heads, and these are the eyes..." She fiddled with the fluffy white flesh , it seems that the facial features of the giant elephant must be sorted out from it. Zhuo Wangsun felt sick for a while, and said lightly: "Enough." The woman spread her hands and sighed: "It is said that this giant elephant is an ancient beast with incredible power. However, when we came here, it was already like this. Let alone fighting, it didn't even have the strength to get up. Ten Years ago, it moved occasionally, but now, it is almost impossible to hear the heartbeat." She bent down and put her ears on the piece of white meat below, as if she really wanted to hear the heartbeat from there, then raised her head again , smiled at Zhuo Wangsun: "But do you know why we thought it was still alive?" There was an excited smile on her face, as if she hadn't talked to anyone for a long time, and seeing a stranger was also regarded as a surprise. The friends who talk to each other are generally: "That's because its meat is growing every year, more and more..." Zhuo Wangsun's pupils gradually narrowed, and he said, "You mean, the Holy Elephant Spring is under it?" The woman said: "Yes. Otherwise, how can it survive and grow so fat? The Holy Elephant Spring is the sweetest and most nourishing spring in the world. It is said that if it gets a little spiritual energy, it can go without food for three years. What's more, this A giant elephant threw his whole body into it... Originally, he was immersed in the holy spring, but unexpectedly, he grew bigger and bigger, gradually filling the holy spring, but now, he can only see a pile of dead flesh, the holy spring is gone. It is completely hidden under its body." The smile on the woman's face gradually dimmed, and she said softly: "This palace is a paradise of desires. God can satisfy all your wishes, but the price is sinking. Maybe, when , we will be like it..." Zhuo Wangsun was speechless for a while. Isn't this gorgeous palace another kind of hell?Isn't the purgatory of desire, the sinking of people's will, even more terrifying? Zhuo Wangsun said: "I don't want to take care of your affairs, I just ask you to get out of the way of the holy spring, and I will drag this dead meat away." The woman said in surprise: "This exit cannot be opened casually. Once we open it, we will die." Zhuo Wangsun said coldly: "Which one of you is the guardian of the Holy Elephant Spring?" The woman smiled again: "We are all." Her face was suddenly full of tenderness: "I and him are different bodies, he is me, and I am him." Zhuo Wangsun said: "Very well, the two of you, please do it together." The woman sighed: "Why do you still fight and kill here? You are covered in dust and dust, and you must be very tired. But this is a fairyland in the world, why don't you stop and rest here?" Zhuo Wangsun said: "I still have very important things to do." The woman looked up at him and said, "Do you want to kill us?" Zhuo Wangsun said: "Yes." The woman sighed for a long time, and suddenly smiled again: "In this case, why don't you sit down and have a glass of wine? Anyway, you are also our first guest in ten years." Zhuo Wangsun frowned and didn't answer for a moment. The woman Yingying stood up from the giant elephant like a breeze, turned around to the wine cabinet, took down three wine cups, held them in her hands, and stood with the other hand supporting the cabinet.Her dimples were filled with a gentle smile, but she was more intoxicating than the ten barrels of fine wine behind her. Although her appearance is not perfect, her figure is graceful and graceful, like a heavenly being. What is even more touching is her innocent and enthusiastic smile. Zhuo Wangsun did not refuse this time.If you want to come to any guest, you can't bear to refuse when you meet such a hostess. The wine juice is as red as blood, and the wine tastes like rain. Since Zhuo Wangsun followed the mandala until he entered this tunnel of reincarnation, thousands of miles of wind and frost, several fierce battles, not only the body is tired, but also the heart. This is the palace of desire, where all greed can be satisfied.What the white elephant wants is food, so it can immerse itself in the nectar, and let the nectar, which is sweeter than all delicacies, fill its plump intestines from time to time. What the man and woman want is lust, so that they can have fun day and night on the most gorgeous and luxurious embroidered mattresses. And what he wants is rest.Therefore, there are noble wines, soft carpets, and gentle and hospitable hostesses here, who can cleanse all the people who are busy in the world.Why doesn't he want to be intoxicated in this palace of desire.Yet he can't.There were too many things he had to deal with. Even so, he drank a lot of wine amidst the intoxicating warmth.It's just that the more you drink other wines, the more things you forget, but this time it's different, the more you drink, the more things you remember. The woman kept smiling and pouring wine for the three people at the table.At this time, she stopped suddenly, looked at Zhuo Wangsun and said, "Is this wine good?" Zhuo Wangsun sighed: "Qiong juice and jade dew, that's all." He was telling the truth, but the woman sighed and said softly: "Is that so?" She smiled bitterly: "Actually, we haven't known the taste of this wine for a long time - just because we drank it for a whole day." ten years." In ten years, even if it is really elixir and jade dew, it will gradually become tasteless. The woman shook her head slightly, and said: "Sometimes, I feel like throwing up when I look at these wines. Actually, I really want to take a sip of ordinary water, even a sip, but there is none here." Zhuo Wangsun said: "Since the third holy spring is under the white elephant, why don't you drag it away?" The woman's smile was a little sad: "Why don't we want to...but we can't." She looked up at Zhuo Wangsun and said, "Have you heard of Wangchuan, this is it." Legend has it that there is such a river in the Netherworld. When the undead who are tired of human affairs come here, scoop up a handful of clear water to moisten their dry lips, all the troubles, sorrows, hopes, love, ideals, and hatred of the previous life will follow. passed away.Everything is forgotten, and there is no more pain.As a result, all the screaming and struggling souls calmed down and embarked on a new round of reincarnation peacefully. Could it be that the third holy spring is Wangchuan? The woman clasped her hands in front of her chest, her slender fingers intertwined in pain: "I'm very afraid, I'm afraid that once we drink the water here, we will forget each other." She looked back at the white elephant on the ground again, and said softly : "Maybe it also forgot everything before, so it grows like this..." Indeed, only by forgetting the concern can one sink into desire safely and let one's body be distorted by the years.As a divine beast, it may have had too many memories just like humans, so it would rather choose to perish. Zhuo Wangsun said slowly: "Is there anything you can't let go of?" The woman smiled faintly: "Let go of what? We now have nothing but each other." Zhuo Wangsun said indifferently: "Oh? Since you were willing to give up everything for love, why are you suffering now? Since it is painful, why don't you simply give up love?" The light in the woman's eyes trembled violently, and she murmured: "You are right, but do you know that there is a situation called a dilemma." Zhuo Wangsun shook his head and said: "This can only show that in your hearts, the world is not important enough." He paused, looked at the wine cup, and said: "Love is not enough." "Nonsense!" The man who had been sitting silently next to him suddenly became angry, and said loudly, "Do you know what love is?" Zhuo Wangsun said: "I don't necessarily understand." He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass. "I don't need to understand either." The woman handed a full glass of wine to the man's lips, signaling him not to get angry. She stood behind the man, gently supported his shoulders, and smiled at Zhuo Wangsun: "I want to tell you a vulgar story." Zhuo Wangsun said with a faint smile: "All relationships are too vulgar." The woman smiled and said: "Ten years ago, he believed in Allah, but I was a slave of Lord Shiva. He is young, handsome and familiar with scriptures. He will succeed the Imam of a big temple in three days. My father , but the leader of the Shiva sect. In our hometown, the two factions violated the mercy of God because they competed for believers and land, and killing each other happened every day. The two factions have been fighting for hundreds of years, and the blood is red. River water. It’s ridiculous that we fell in love with each other. In order to persist in our love, we had to avoid the pursuit of those who were relatives and teachers. We hid in the deep mountains, wild forests, wild hills and graves. Medium. We've been badly wounded many times, and for us, as soon as one gets hurt, the other suffers to the point of dying, it breaks our hearts. Yet we survive in the end , and crossed many snow-capped mountains, came here, and then lived in this palace for ten years." She spun the wine glass slowly, as if thoughts of the past were swarming in and couldn't be sorted out.She let out a long sigh, and said: "The leader promised us everything we want—in fact, what we want is just a place of shelter, where we can love each other peacefully, but he gave too much, so much that we are here This love is getting deeper and deeper... But, isn't this exactly what we want, why are we suffering now?" The light in her eyes shone, as if she was immersed in her own memories. The warm fragrance floated, and there was no sound in the hall for a long time. Suddenly, there was a soft sound on the table, and Zhuo Wangsun put down the wine cup in his hand: "I have heard the story. Can the two of you fight me now?" The woman frowned slightly: "Can't the wine in your hand melt the sword in your heart?" Zhuo Wangsun said: "I'm afraid there is nothing in the world that can be melted." With a crackling sound, the amber cup in the woman's hand suddenly shattered, and the wine juice dripped down her wrist. She said coldly, "In that case—take out your sword."