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Chapter 149 Rongxia City

The plane landed slowly over Rongxia City, Zhu Jue leaned against the window, and the scene outside the window attracted all his eyes.

It was noon when Zhu Jue arrived in Rongxia City. Naturally, aircraft in this era do not need runway buffers to land, but vertical lifts similar to helicopters after arriving at the designated location.

At first, it was located at an altitude of hundreds of meters. Zhu Jue saw at a glance the large statues of gods covered with golden sunlight and exuding a holy and inviolable aura. There was Guan Yu holding a Qinglong Yanyue knife and stroking his beard with one hand, and another standing with two maces horizontally. Qin Qiong, who has multiple arms and a boy serving him, I don't know where the sacred Buddha statue is
They stand at the pinnacle of the city, with a bronzing platform underneath them, and below them are the towers that carry them. They are surrounded by windows, and the interior is shining with blue light. These towers below do not seem to be used to live in people, but simply to enshrine the existence of these gods.

And these tall towers do not exist independently, but are connected with each other by aisles like bridge arches, surrounding a temple building that looks extremely impressive.

In front of the temple, there are two towers that are much thinner than the surrounding ones, with black inscriptions engraved on them:
"Vow to save all sentient beings from suffering, and wish to radiate the light of mercy."

Between the tower and the temple stands a giant statue of a god more than ten meters high. Moving forward, as if pointing at the monster in front of him, the next moment he would swing his sword and chop down.

"Brahma Mingwang Temple! Take a picture! It's noon now, and it's a good time to make a pilgrimage!"

A passenger next to him patted the seat excitedly, wanting his companion to take a photo quickly, so Zhu Jue quietly wrote down the name of the temple.

After crossing this building, the plane landed again, and what gradually appeared in front of Zhu Jue's eyes was the real appearance of Rongxia City. Unlike Yecheng's modern technological scenery, most of the buildings in Rongxia City are tall buildings that are glued together. The shape of the superstructure is square or circular. Although a large number of mechanical parts and giant pipes are mounted on the exterior of the superstructure, and there are occasional lights of various colors flashing in it, the decorations on the tall stone walls and the buildings themselves have a sense of simplicity. On the contrary, the architectural style has achieved a very perfect combination with it, as if it should be like this here.

Hundreds of white pigeons flew past the window, the speed of the plane slowed down again and again, and finally arrived inside Rongxia City, Zhujue's window is facing the wide outside wall, and a large screen is hanging on it, Among them is a fuzzy pixel villain who is running across the screen on a tall horse.

It is clear that in Zhu Jue's time, the images were considered old, but at this time, they seem strange and novel.

As the altitude dropped further, various advertising lights began to appear. Most of the beach bathing places and Tianyi Wine Pavilion were written in regular Chinese script, and there were some that Zhu Jue couldn’t understand, such as the characters of other countries in Southeast Asia in his previous life. After a while, Zhu Jue couldn't see much, because the plane was about to land, and there was smoke and dust flying up from the air waves.

"Welcome to Rongxia City!"

Accompanied by the announcement in the plane, Zhu Jue got up and followed the people out. After stepping out of the plane, he realized that the airport here is actually in an octagonal shape, one plane and one airport, surrounded by stone railings engraved with small god statues a hundred meters away .

He rode the passenger car at the airport until he arrived at the airport to pick up the wind chime. While waiting, Zhu Jue dialed the phone number of the brother of the video provider. According to the agreement, he would come to pick him up.

I eventually meet him on the side of the road outside the airport, a man who looks somewhat like the young man in the video.

"My name is Wu Jing, you are from Weird Studio, right? There is only one?"

Regarding the situation of the Weird Studio, Wu Jing also heard his younger brother talk about it several times. Knowing that this is a very famous studio recently, he thought that there would be a group of people coming, but in the end, he only saw one person followed by Santiao People with strange cat tails still have a big psychological gap.

"Yes, I have always been in charge of our outings for filming. How about we find a place to talk slowly?"

Zhu Jue didn't seem to spend his time explaining why he came to shoot alone, but just found a reason to ask.

"Of course, my car is right next to it."

Pointing to a nearby taxi, Zhu Jue discovered that he was driving a taxi.

No wonder I have to pick him up in person on weekdays.
Sitting in the car, Zhu Jue subconsciously looked around the environment inside the car. Most of the places were almost the same as the taxis in Yecheng. What caught his attention was the decoration on the rearview mirror inside the car.

A black face mask and a string of colorful beads.

"This is the habit of our taxi drivers. Hanging things that have been illuminated in temples on the rearview mirror can ensure safety."

Seemingly noticing Zhu Jue's gaze, Wu Jing continued,

"My younger brother is Wu Rui. Some time ago, I found a job in the statue hall to paint and maintain the statues. The salary of this job may be lower than that of me, who runs a taxi, but in our place This kind of work is also known as serving the gods. No matter how low the salary is, someone will rush to do it.

"Oh, so there is such a saying."

Zhu Jue scratched Feng Ling's chin, and listened to Wu Jing in the front seat talking about the ideas in these religions, but he didn't care much in his heart.

With the development of modern science and technology, it can be said that human beings have broken through to a certain level in the exploration of themselves and various fields on this planet. But even so, on the issue of belief, even if thousands of scientific methods are used to prove the truth of the gods Does not exist, still does not prevent these pious believers from entrusting their illusory afterlife to these same existences of "the dragon sees the head but does not see the end".

"How did Wu Rui die? You seemed to say in the communication that his death was very... a bit special?"

I wanted to say it was miserable, but after thinking about it, it was inappropriate to say it in front of the family members of the deceased, so I changed my words temporarily.

"He was killed by a monster!"

Wu Jing, who had hesitated in the communication before, finally said what he wanted to say in the car.
"He died in his own home. The flesh on his body has been turned out, and there are wounds everywhere. It's just... Do you mind if I play the Sutra of the Dead and pray for him?"

Speaking of this, Wu Jing choked up again, raised his hand and put it on a button in the car, looked up at Zhu Jue through the rearview mirror and asked.

"It's okay, let it go."

In fact, Zhu Jue was a little concerned, but seeing Wu Jing in front of him with a sad look like a man crying, he really couldn't say no to refuse, after all, he still had to rely on this man to get information.

After getting permission, Wu Jing pressed the switch, and a scripture chanting with a strange tone sounded in the car. Instead of the peace and light that Zhu Jue imagined, there was a bit of sadness, and the sad mood was lingering in it.

"What kind of scripture is this? Why does the tone sound a bit strange?"

Wu Tong's voice came from the earphones. He and Li Qinglian have been communicating with Zhu Jue's shooting equipment. The scene they saw when the plane landed just now made them marvel for a long time, and they regretted not coming with Zhu Jue.

"I heard from Wu Jing that it is the Sutra of the Past, and the name seems to be a scripture specially prepared for the prayer of the dead. It seems quite normal that the tone is strange."

Li Qinglian said from the side.

Zhu Jue didn't listen to the discussion between the two. He only felt that his state seemed a little strange now. Hearing the sound of chanting sutras, his heart inexplicably became a little calm.

It's just that this kind of calm is not like Gujing without waves, but a little compulsive. The calm before the storm makes people feel depressed and inexplicably gloomy.

However, for Zhu Jue, who was on the verge of mental breakdown all day long, this state did not affect him. He turned his gaze out of the car window and diverted his attention by looking at the scene on the street.

As the taxi travels through the city, the interior of Rongxia City finally unfolds before Zhu Jue's eyes.

On the way from the airport, Zhu Jue could still see many modern buildings, but at a crossroad, Zhu Jue found something different.

At the crossroads stands a 5-meter-high guidepost in the shape of a flag, with a red and green crouching dragon on top, which is also responsible for displaying the names of the surrounding roads in addition to the role of traffic lights.

Zhu Jue came from the airport in the south, and the intersection on the west showed Rongxia New City, which looked similar in the sky before, but now Zhu Jue found that the street over there was the same as Ye City, and most taxis Walking there, people are also dressed similarly to those in Ye City. On both sides of the street intersection, there are two beauties in cheongsam who are a few meters high and displayed through virtual projections, making welcome gestures.

The northern intersection shows the Rongxia tourist attraction. Zhu Jue looked over and saw a large number of pavilions and pavilions and many things with the ancient culture of Southeast Asia. There are also many taxis going there. The clothes of the people are also a bit mixed. There are tourists wearing down jackets, colored light headphones, and taking pictures on all sides. A brass bell and a monk wearing a novice hat.

The vehicle turned right, and Zhu Jue entered the east side—the Rongxia religious area.

There are few tourists from other places here, and the number of people wearing cotton jackets and monk clothes has increased a lot. Occasionally, many pedestrians wearing cloth cloaks can be seen coming and going, but I don’t know why.

The buildings here are older than the other two. Although there are [-]-meter-high buildings connected together on both sides of the street and attic corridors in mid-air, judging from the color tone and exterior decoration, they should be buildings that have existed for a long time. .

"We can only drive here. Wu Rui's residence is further inside. Cars are not allowed to enter there. It will disturb the monks of Qingxiu. Are you okay?"

Wu Jing stopped the car on the side of the street paved with bluestone slabs and said.

"Ah? I'm fine, I'm just shocked by the scene here."

Zhu Jue didn't understand why Wu Jing suddenly asked him if he was okay, so he could only reply casually.

(End of this chapter)