Chapter 21 Chapter Twenty

deserted city. "The last person remaining in the deserted city will have the pupil of Brahma on his body." This is the oracle. Yang Yizhi didn't doubt this sentence, just like he didn't doubt the heavy robbery.This pale and slender boy possessed a mysterious power that made people have to believe. Perhaps, as he said, he is a god, a demon with incredible power, and deserves to be respected by the world. Yang Yizhi walked down the high platform, his heart was full of doubts.He didn't understand the meaning of the oracle. Why would the last remaining person have the pupil of Brahma?

Will the pupil of Brahma protect this person from all disasters, or will the pupil of Brahma come only when everyone in this city dies? When the sunlight fell on his body, there was a bit of scorching pain, which seemed to have ignited all the hidden scars in his body. But he didn't stop.He looked up and looked at the lonely sky. Acacia is gone, and he is the only one who can guard this city.The people in this city can only rely on him. Yang Yizhi sighed lightly and started searching. The deserted city is not big, between the east, west, north and south gates, it takes about a quarter of an hour for horses to travel. Standing on the wall of the east gate, the other three gates can be vaguely seen.Yang Yizhi started looking for it from the east gate.

Only then did he realize how dilapidated the city was. Almost every household had corpses, some fell down in the hall, some were lying on the bed.Most of the corpses are already decayed, and the buzzing bluebottles are the only life in this city.Those corpses were dilapidated and messy. The war almost destroyed everything in this city, leaving only wounds and pain. Yang Yizhi took these corpses out, buried them, and carefully sorted out their belongings. He was sure that there were no treasures like Brahma's pupils, so he buried them together with the corpses.He sincerely hoped that these suffering people would be reborn in the Land of Ultimate Bliss and would no longer suffer such suffering in this mundane world.

His heart was pious, and he buried them as his own relatives.But there were too many dead people, and in the end, Yang Yizhi had no choice but to tear down the earthen walls of the houses and bury the dead bodies inside.The surviving civilians also came to help, and they cried loudly when they saw their familiar neighbors turn into cold corpses.It is not only the sadness of the past, but also the unforeseen sadness of the future. It was not until sunset on the western mountain that the east city was almost completely cleaned up.These people have heard Yang Yizhi talk about Brahma's pupils for a long time, they feel Yang Yizhi's righteousness of forgetting death to save each other, and they all wholeheartedly help him find it, but they find nothing.

Yang Yizhi understands that such treasures are by no means easy to find, so he is not in a hurry. These common people invited Yang Yizhi to eat at home one after another.The residents are simple and honest, grateful to Yang Yizhi, and want to dedicate the best meals at home to him.Yang Yizhi refused with a smile. All he wants is a glass of water, a glass of clean water. The deserted city was originally densely populated, but there was no shortage of wells.As soon as they heard that Yang Yizhi wanted to drink water, all these people rushed to their homes, wanting to scoop up a bowl of clean water to express their gratitude.

But all the people who got home uttered a scream in unison! Yang Yizhi's expression changed, and he hurried to the nearest one.I saw the man standing in the courtyard in a daze, facing the empty water tank.Beside him is a well. Dry well. An ominous feeling surged in Yang Yizhi's heart, and he hurried to the other households. Like an empty tank, a dry well.All the water seemed to disappear suddenly from the city, not even a drop.More than five hundred people looked at each other, their tired eyes full of panic. Could it be that the wrath of the gods has returned to this city after losing the lotus goddess?

They knelt down slowly, facing the gradually gloomy sky, and wept bitterly.Suffering so many blows in a row, their minds almost collapsed, and what made them collapse even more was the fear caused by the abandonment of them by the gods. That fear destroyed them almost immediately. Yang Yizhi was also extremely shocked, but he didn't panic, and immediately organized the middle-aged men in the city to fetch spring water from the nearby mountain for everyone to drink.The common people raised the smoke, cooking, eating and resting dejectedly, but the joy of rebuilding their homes has completely disappeared, replaced by hesitation after being frightened.

The moon of this night is so bright, shining down on the deserted city that is almost as empty as death. Yang Yizhi sat on the high platform, and the platform was empty.Chong Jie disappeared without knowing when, and only the huge stone chair and the white curtain flying in the sky remained on the high platform.The huge eyes on the mantle stared at him coldly, making Yang Yizhi suddenly feel the presence of gods. But is there really a god in this world?Where did Acacia go? What about the rivers and lakes? Yang Yizhi pondered deeply and fell asleep unconsciously. Underground city. There is no alternation of day and night here, and it is always shrouded in deep twilight.

The eternal afterglow of the setting sun is reflected, stirring up the sky full of wild smoke. In the rain of dust, Chong Jie slowly raised his head from his pale hair, glanced sideways at Acacia, and said with a sneer, "Lotus Goddess, are you so easy to believe other people's nonsense?" Xiangsi was taken aback, he had already shaken her hand away heavily, and stood up. In the night wind, he embraced the large white robe, and said with a sneer, "Don't you think this is a ridiculous deception? Or my generation of ancestors discovered this buried city inexplicably, and inexplicably put it back Linked with that myth, I have fallen into a sad fantasy ever since, fantasizing that this is a non-celestial city, fantasizing that the so-called God of Creation will come again, and fantasizing that this dilapidated city will be rebuilt one day. For this reason, at all costs Living underground, not hesitating to kill the mother of the child, not hesitating to turn herself into a monster!"

There was deep resentment in his eyes: "Why? Just for a legend! How ridiculous, just because it is the wish of the fathers, we have to guard it for generations. What is this for?" Acacia couldn't answer.There are too many responsibilities in this world, born with no reason.As long as you inherit this bloodline, you must shoulder these responsibilities and live according to the way passed down from generation to generation, whether it is righteous or not, and whether you want it or not. Zhongjie looked up at the sky and said sadly: "Do you believe in fate? I have no choice but to be born in this race; I must live underground and endure asceticism; I must spend my whole life waiting for the arrival of Brahma; I must..."

Xiangsi interrupted him softly: "I don't believe it, I only believe in the grief you endured for your mother." Chong Jie glanced at her sideways, with an indescribable mockery in his smile: "If you believe it, you believe the evil in my blood." Xiangsi took a deep breath and said, "Everyone is born innocent, your sin is that you shouldn't repeatedly inflict this pain on others." Zhong Jie looked at her, the waves in his eyes gradually calmed down, and his smile became cold.He seemed to be that cynical monster who took pleasure in manipulating the suffering of others. "Really?" He sighed, and said leisurely, "Unfortunately, this kind of pain will soon repeat itself to you." Acacia was stunned. He pulled up his ground-reaching silver hair from the loess, and gently brushed off the dust on it: "I said, this is the holy city of my family. My father only brought one woman into the underground city, and she is my mother. He looked at Acacia, his eyes became gentle: "Every prey that enters this city is useful. The mother and son just now were to answer my doubts. You also have your mission." He gently stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to caress her face: "In a few days, it will be my birthday." Xiangsi took a step back and seemed to understand something: "You are crazy!" His cat-like pupils closed gently, and there was indescribable sadness in his voice: "Actually, I hate this day even more than you do." This sentence is extremely sincere, without any falsehood, Xiangsi couldn't help being startled. He pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "However, you are luckier than my mother, you still have a choice." He held out his hand to her: "If you don't want to repeat my mother's fate, just follow me." I don't know what to do for a while. So, amidst the sky full of smoke and dust everywhere, the young man in white robe who regarded human life as nothing, smiled like an angel and stretched out his hand to her, repeating: "Follow me." Acacia followed him, trekking among mountains of rubble, tombstones, and bones. The rain of yellow dust was getting heavier and heavier, and the surrounding wind and fog became more misty, and it was completely impossible to see the scene one foot away.The heavy robbery is like a light car familiar with the road, pulling Acacia, floating through the dust that is a foot deep. Due to the cessation of time, Xiangsi seems to feel that she has been in this barren cemetery for so long in her life. Suddenly, a slightly cold wind blew, carrying the smell of scorched earth. Xiangsi was slightly taken aback, Chong Jie had let go of her hand, smiled and opened his wide sleeves, and saluted her: "Welcome the most beautiful princess to my palace." The evening wind blows towards the face, blowing away the dust. Xiangsi was shocked to find that she was standing on the edge of a cliff! The loess is long and flying across the sky. This desolate and vast land seems to have been carved out by the gods with the power to open up the world.The soil layers of different shades are mottled, and the layers are exposed under the extremely neat incisions, showing a strange magnificence. And himself and Chong Jie were standing on the edge of this deep pit. Xiangsi took a deep breath, she really couldn't imagine, what kind of power can dig such a huge hole in the hard rock?If this is the tomb of an ancient emperor, it would take tens of thousands of craftsmen to work for nearly a hundred years to complete such a magnificent project. However, the neat incisions and large burn marks under the feet seem to reveal a fact—the digging of this deep pit was completed in an instant. What kind of miracle is this? The clothes of the two were blown up by the evening wind, like two ants crawling on the edge of an ancient well, they looked extremely small and crumbling. Xiangsi looked down, dust filled the air, and in a trance, she could vaguely see the dome of a palace crouching at the end of the deep pit like a giant beast. The palace is already dilapidated, and a huge hole passes through the entire palace, piercing deeply into the ground.The large group of scorched marks turned the original white dome into mottled spots, showing a decline. Xiangsi felt a little dizzy, and was about to look up, but found that Chong Jie was looking at her with a smile, making an inviting gesture with his hand. Xiangsi was a little startled, could this be the palace he mentioned? But how to get into it? Chong Jie seemed to see her doubts, and said with a faint smile: "Jump down." Acacia was stunned.Looking down from here, it is at least ten feet away from the base of the palace, no matter how good the lightness kung fu is, it is impossible to just jump off it. Chong Jie's smile gradually turned cold: "Jump down from here, and you will be able to see the only Brahma statue in the Asura Palace." Gently but resolutely, he pushed Acacia to the edge of the cliff: "You will not die—as long as you are devout enough." Xiangsi hesitated—jumping off a broken wall tens of feet high was really crazy. Chong Jie reached out and raised her chin, the temperature in her eyes cooled down at that moment: "If not, you will follow me back to the dark stone room, waiting for the ceremony that welcomes you and I am deeply afraid." Xiangsi broke free from his hand, gave him a disgusted look, and without further hesitation, jumped into the abyss filled with yellow dust. The evening wind howled. She closed her eyes tightly, but she seemed to feel that the earth was getting closer. Suddenly, her rapidly falling body seemed to be entangled by some extremely thin silk threads, and the huge impact force caused the threads to break apart one after another, and the threads turned into fine sharp knives, cutting her skin. A burst of severe pain came, and her body seemed to be torn apart by thousands of silk threads. Her eyes darkened and she passed out. In the deserted city. Yang Yizhi was awakened by the glare of the sun, the night had faded long ago, and the brilliant sun stripped off all the camouflage, fully showing the old and dilapidated city. Yang Yizhi suddenly smelled a bad smell, and couldn't help frowning tightly. Then, he saw a truly desolate city. In the deserted city that suffered catastrophe, in the spring of March, there is still a little bit of spring stubbornly left, such as the winter jasmine growing under the city wall and the tender grass beside the houses.Although half of the big trees growing in the city were plundered, the remaining ones all grew strong green leaves, which seemed to bring some hope to the people in the city. But now, all that has changed. The vegetation is withered, the trees are ruined, and the houses are covered with dust. Yang Yizhi stood up, and he could see that on the dilapidated streets of the deserted city, every household had set up a few wooden poles to dry their winter clothes, quilts and fabrics for spring clothes. Drying clothes in spring is originally the custom of the residents of the Northland.But now, those clothes are rotten, like pieces of withered and yellow leaves, hanging high and low on the wooden poles, as long as they are lightly touched, they will turn into dust. The stench came from the rotting clothes. Yang Yizhi's heart sank. A mocking and gloomy voice came: "Is such a deserted city perfect?" Yang Yizhi turned around suddenly, and saw Chong Jie's eyes condensed into a line under the sunlight. He didn't know when he appeared on the huge stone seat again.The long robe almost enveloped him completely, and he was like a fruit borne by the stone seat, weakly waiting to fall. Through the mask, his pale eyes revealed a hint of ridicule, and his pale robe sleeves pointed at this dying city, asking word for word: "Is it beautiful?" He was waiting for Yang Yizhi's answer, his clear and flawless eyes were full of cruel expectation. Yang Yizhi closed his eyes tiredly, the desolation and filth still could not be removed from his mind, and faintly, he heard the cries of the people in the deserted city - it was the mournful sound of despair. Zhongjie's mocking laughter pierced through his thoughts: "Did you know that a city is like a heaven and man, and it also has five decays." "The well is dried up, making it impossible to drink." "The clothes are rotten, making it impossible to wear." "The food is rotten, making it impossible to eat." "The house is in ruins, so I can't live in it." "The extinction of life makes it impossible to save." Every time he said a word, Yang Yizhi's body shook, and the teasing look in his eyes became more intense.He was testing the limits of this man's endurance.He just wanted to know to what extent this white man in front of him who dared to violate his whiteness could perform goodness. In this city under his jurisdiction, only evil can survive. Yang Yizhi looked at the city from afar, and said in a deep voice, "Why does this city have to suffer five declines? What crime did it commit?" Chong Jie blew away the long hair rolled up between his fingers, and sighed: "This is a curse, the curse of Brahma's pupil." Yang Yizhi couldn't help being startled. Chong Jie stared at him intently, and the doubt and astonishment in the man's eyes made him feel a momentary pleasure: "Back then, Shiva destroyed three cities with an arrow that destroyed the world, and blessed the Brahma statues blessed by the three cities." It also collapsed, and the great god Brahma was furious, and his anger condensed in the eyes of the god statue, becoming an eternal curse." He leaned against the handrail of the stone seat, and a deep pity was condensed in his eyes - it was the pity just like Yang Yizhi: "Anyone who has the pupil of Brahma will surely die." Yang Yizhi looked at him disgustedly, he could see the mockery in this expression. The mocking imitation of Zhongjie teased not only himself, but also his kindness, his persistence, and his dignity. Yang Yizhi's eyes were as clear as the moon, and finally he couldn't help showing anger. Chong Jie seemed to be very satisfied with Yang Yizhi's reaction. He pointed Ling Xu and proudly pointed above the city, his tone became lofty and indisputable, as if he was in charge of the fate of the deserted city: "The deserted city where Brahma's pupils are buried will surely be destroyed." Fulfill this curse. There will be no plagues, no wars, but all the inhabitants will still die... because only when everyone dies, the Brahma Eye will be revealed." A sincere smile burst into his eyes: "Do you know why the national teacher will come in five days? Because after five days, the last resident of the deserted city will also face death." Yang Yizhi's eyes suddenly sharpened, staring at Chong Jie.He couldn't bear it, this person actually told the death of the people in the city so plainly! The smile in Chong Jie's eyes was even bigger, he liked to see Yang Yizhi furious, because he felt that a person would only show his true nature when he was furious. Only at this time, he will be pure like a child, no longer restricted by morality and responsibility. In this world, only children are perfect, with inherent evil and tyranny, without any pretense, and without any constraints. He likes to strip off everyone's disguise and see their brutality under their gorgeous crowns—especially, the always gentle and modest gentleman in front of him. So, he couldn't help stretching out his slender fingers and gently teasing this person. Yang Yizhi looked away from him. He saw that the people in the deserted city opened their doors.They seemed to sense the coming of bad luck, barely covered their shame with oil paper, withered grass, and earthen jars at home, and opened the door in panic.Unexpectedly, what is oncoming is the same rotten rags! The spring is still cold, and the clothes and quilts are already rotten.How does this make them live? Some people couldn't help squatting down and crying bitterly. Yang Yizhi didn't pay much attention to Jie anymore, his figure floated down and landed among these common people.He said firmly: "Let's keep looking!" Since the pupil of Brahma is the cause of all this, the only way for the city to escape is to find this cursed gem. The people in the deserted city completely lost their opinions, which made them follow Yang Yizhi's orders with dull eyes, as if they had lost their souls.They removed the felt from the roof, wrapped it around their bodies, and continued to tear down the courtyard wall to bury the body.But the filthy smell from all the silk and cotton cloth in the city evaporated under the scorching sun, making them almost vomit.They resisted the demonic smell, buried their familiar relatives, and searched for the cursed gem that they didn't know existed. On this day, they struggled to clean up all of the southern city. They searched under every piece of rubble, but they still couldn't find any trace of Brahma's pupil. In the evening, hardly anyone could eat anymore, they were overwhelmed with disappointment, and many lay on the wasteland, weeping bitterly and refusing to get up. Yang Yizhi sighed secretly, he knew that next day, there would be fewer people willing to follow him to find the Brahma pupil.