"I traveled west for a total of 19 years, traveled 50,000 miles, and heard about 138 countries, after returning to Chang'an, with the support of Taizong and His Majesty, I convened the monks of the great temple to form a translation field, and after 19 years, I worked hard to translate 75 Buddhist scriptures, all 1,335 volumes, 13 million words......

The wish made by the Buddha was returned by the poor monk.

I was born as a Buddha and have no regrets.

Only the promise of the lord of Gaochang ......"

Master Xuanzang's throat squirmed slightly.

Stretching out a trembling hand, groping beside him.

The walker flashed and stepped forward to pick up a package for him.

The package opened, revealing several scrolls of scripture that emitted the scent of ink.

Xuanzang took it in his hand, held it in both hands and handed it to Su Dawei: "This is the "Records of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty" that I dictated and wrote for me through the debate machine, etc., and will ...... If you have a chance in the future, please give it to me and hand it over to the descendants of the lord of Gaochang with the idea of a poor monk. ”

"Yes."

Su Dawei was solemn, took it with both hands, and said in a low voice: "Receive the decree." ”

Later, in 1981, the fragment of "The Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty" was unearthed in the cave temple of Tuyugou Township, Shanshan County, Xinjiang.

This is that Su Dawei fulfilled Master Xuanzang's last wish and handed over the "Records of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty" to the descendants of the Koji family, Koji Zhichen.

Later, in the Anshi Rebellion, in order to avoid trouble, the Koji clan fled back to Gaochang's hometown and buried the original "Tang Dynasty Western Regions".

That's another story.

Throughout the "Records of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty", there is no record of the lord of Gaochang.

However, Master Xuanzang's disciples in the Great Ci'en Temple, Yan Yi, Tang Hui and others, based on the things Xuanzang usually mentioned, wrote another work, "The Biography of the Three Tibetan Masters of the Great Ci'en Temple", which recorded this matter.

Su Dawei took the "Records of the Western Regions of the Tang Dynasty" and asked Xuanzang: "Does the mage have anything else to order?" ”

Xuanzang shook his head.

Su Dawei thought for a while and asked, "Does the mage have anything else to say?" ”

Xuanzang also shook his head.

Su Dawei got up, bowed to Xuanzang three times, turned around and left, and never looked back.

The words have been said, he is not a weak person, and he doesn't want to show his sadness and show it to Master Xuanzang.

Watching Su Dawei gradually walk away, the walker turned his head to look at Xuanzang.

Xuanzang lightly flicked the rosary and said: "Shi Pantuo, after I pass away, you will go back to your hometown......"

"Mage!"

The walker knelt down, tears in his eyes.

The first year of the Great Tang Linde, the first month.

Xuanzang passed away in Yuhua Palace.

After that, the walker was nowhere to be found.

In February, more than one million people from the government and the opposition sent Xuanzang's spirit bones to Bailuyuan for burial.

At the end of the Tang Dynasty, the world was in turmoil, and the monks of the temple protected Xuanzang's spiritual bones to the end of the Nanshan Zige Temple for burial.

To the first year of Zhaoning Song Duangong, the abbot of Jinling Tianxi Temple can be Zheng Chaoshan to come here, in the abandoned temple tower, found Xuanzang hair master parietal bone.

Then he personally carried thousands of miles and returned to Jinling Millennium Temple for worship.

In the nineteenth year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, the monk Shouren and lay people moved the parietal bone of the monk from the old Millennium Temple to Nangang and built the Sanzang Pagoda to be enshrined.

In the sixth year of Qing Xianfeng, the temple was destroyed in the war.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, Jiangnan Jinling Machinery Manufacturing Bureau was built here.

The Republic of China was changed to Jinling Arsenal.

In 1943, during the construction of the Japanese army occupying Nanjing, the stone letter of the parietal bone of Master Xuanzang was excavated from the site of the Sanzang Pagoda.

Later, under the pressure of public opinion, the Japanese side divided the parietal bone into three parts.

That's for later.

……

Su Dawei left Yuhua Palace with tears in his eyes.

I can't describe the feeling in my heart.

He originally thought that he had cultivated to a strong enough state of mind.

Can meet the collapse of Mount Tai and do not change.

It can meet thunder, and there is calm.

But at the moment when he faced Master Xuanzang just now, the emotions surging in his heart, that kind of sadness, could hardly be restrained.

Perhaps, that's the meaning of affection.

is also a teacher and a friend, a generation of monks, finally like the sunset, gradually sinking westward.

The years are so ruthless, perhaps, one day, I will become as old as Xuanzang, maybe I will have that day.

But the mage.

In the future, where will I Su Dawei go to listen to your teachings.

Clang~

A bell rang out from the Yuhua Palace.

The aftermath lingers, echoing in the heavens and the earth.

Facing the sunset.

In Su Dawei's heart, a huge sense of loneliness suddenly welled up.

He couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl.

The dragon heard the whistling sound, drilled out of the mountains, and rubbed his head next to Su Dawei.

Su Dawei turned over.

shouted: "Longzi, run, I want to go to Kunming Lake, I want to see the county prince!" ”

Lonely.

Unspeakable loneliness.

In this world, there is one less person who can talk freely.

In the future, there will only be fewer and fewer of them.

Sigh~

The dragon roared, let go of his four hooves, and ran into the distance like a lightning bolt.

Su Dawei, who was riding on the back of the dragon, suddenly had a strange feeling.

He crouched on the dragon's back and looked back.

I don't know if this gaze can see the walkers and mages in Yuhua Palace again.

"Perhaps, one day, I will also become history."

……

"County Prince, do you know, I miss you so much!"

"Ami, are you drunk or not?"

Li Keshi, who was sitting on the edge of the Kunming pond fishing, looked at the sunset, rushed wildly, and stood in front of him.

Seeing Su Dawei turn over and jump down from above, and suddenly say something inexplicable to him, he couldn't help but stand on end, and said sharply: "Are you Ami, or who is pretending?" Amina's stinky boy wouldn't say such a sensual thing. "Yue e-book

"It's me!"

Su Dawei smiled bitterly: "I just met an elder, he ...... I'm dying. ”

"You're talking about Xuanzang, right?"

"Jungong, you know?"

"Hehe, this Chang'an City is hundreds of miles away, what I don't know."

Li Keshi smiled to himself, with a flick of his wrist, a big fish jumped out of the water with his fishing rod.

"Yes, tonight's appetizers."

"The Princess."

Su Dawei suddenly came up and stretched out his arms to give him a bear hug.

"I'm feeling a little uncomfortable."

"You little cunning ......"

Li Keshi was stunned for a moment, and glared at him.

Then he shook his head and patted him on the back.

"Okay, go out for three years, and when you come back, it's like this, the older I get, the more I can't stand this, go back and drink with me."

"Okay."

Three years have passed, since Lee Dae-yong died in Baekje, Su Dae-wei went to Baekje to avenge Lee Dae-yong.

It's been three years.

Night falls.

In the building next to the Kunming pool, the lights are bright.

The table was full of wine and food, and the dishes didn't move much, but I drank a lot of wine.

Su Dawei felt that it seemed to be particularly easy to get drunk tonight.

He shook it, raised the wine in his hand, and said to Li Keshi: "County Prince, I have avenged the revenge of Brother Dayong, everyone, all the people involved, one of them has fallen, all of them are my own hands......

Dochen and Onimuro Fushin finally wept bitterly in front of me and begged me to let them go.

I asked them why they didn't let Dayong go.

Finally, I cut their throats with a horizontal knife with my own hands.

Their heads, I let them nitrate, I didn't bring them this time, next time, I will bring them over, and you will worship Dayong together. ”

"Ami."

Li Keshi's voice was a little heavy.

"Enough, Dayong's revenge has been avenged, this is enough."

After a pause, he took a sip of wine: "The old man has four sons, and one died early, and this is the one that hurts the most, but ...... But he is willing to do those things for Datang, that is his choice, it is all fate. ”

Li Keshi took a sip of wine, stretched out his hand and patted Su Dawei's shoulder: "It's all fate, Ami, these things have passed, I am grateful for everything you have done for Dayong, but you don't want to ...... You have to take care of yourself.

For the sake of Dayong's business, it is not worth killing Daochen and Ghost Room Fuxin privately.

Really, it's not worth it.

Even if Dayong is still alive, he must hope that you will live well and listen to His Majesty's will.

and not to avenge him. ”

Su Dawei took a sip of wine.

From the throat to the stomach, it's hot.

It's as if all the troubles are numb.

He wiped his face hard, and he didn't know what kind of liquid it was.

"I know, but I'm still young, and sometimes I can't help it...... A breath of air is in my chest, Jungong, that's the will. ”

"You're big, why hasn't the old man ever been young?"

Li Keshi coughed violently and punched Su Dawei hard.

"Live well, well, don't ...... Don't ...... anymore Cherish everything you have now. ”

"Jungong, this puppet was carved to me by Brother Dayong himself, and I gave it to you later, but before I went to Baekje, you gave it back to me.

I've always kept it in my heart, and this time I went to Baekje, and I finally did everything that Brother Dayong wanted to do and didn't do.

Baekje was flattened, Goguryeo was destroyed, Silla was honest, and the Wa Kingdom was also subdued.

Jungong, when I killed those enemies, I used this puppet to commemorate Brother Dayong.

Now, I want to give it back to you, as a thought left by Brother Dayong. ”

Su Dawei said, and from his arms, he took out the puppet that Li Dayong carved by himself.

"I took the puppet, Dayong's matter, we all let it go, and you can't be sad about this matter anymore, you know?"

"Okay."

It was getting dark.

And little by little, the dawn was restored.

Li Keshi got up from a pile of empty wine bottles.

Su Dawei didn't know when, he had quietly left.

Upstairs, there were only countless empty wine bottles, and the wood carving left by Su Dawei.

Everything is like it was three years ago.

It's just that many things are actually different.

Because I haven't touched it countless times, the surface of the doll has long been shiny.

Every time he thinks of Li Dayong, Su Dawei can't help but take out the wood carving and gently stroke the puppet.

In my heart, I remembered the scenes of my acquaintance with Li Dayong.

Before I knew it, I had touched the puppet to the pulp.

Li Keshi looked at the wood carving in a daze, and kicked the empty bottle next to his feet away.

"Ami...... Dayong. ”

His eyes were closed, and on his old face, a soybean-sized tear came down from the corner of his eye.

"Although I lost Dayong, but with Ami, what regrets does the old man have."

Three years ago, for the revenge of Li Dayong, Su Dawei changed his mind of not wanting to join the army and went to Baekje to avenge Li Dayong.

After that, many things happened, from an ordinary Governor of Zhichong Mansion to the Governor of the Tang Xiongjin Governor's Mansion.

But he never forgot why he went to Baekje.

even risked the wrath of Li Zhi to detain Daochen and Ghost Room Fushin privately.

He shouldered all the prospects and dangers.

Just because he promised Li Keshi that he would avenge Dayong.

Young chivalry, befriended by Wuduxiong.

Liver and gallbladder holes, hair shrugging.

In the conversation, life and death are the same.

A promise is a thousand gold.