"Mulberry Branch, can you never leave me. Delos's voice trembled, because she knew that the mission of a tree was to spend her life loving the first person she met when she broke the ground.

If it was someone else, even if it was anyone, maybe she could accept it!, she thought stubbornly. But why is it the reincarnation of that bitter life, that man not only ruined her father's life, but also came to destroy herself?

"Bitterness. This is the first person I have ever seen in my life, so I want to find him. Sang Zhi said firmly. But she didn't know that every word she said was like a sharp knife in Delos's heart.

"But, but," Delos was a little anxious, "I was the one who grew up with you! don't you remember me?"

Sang Zhi smiled, "Of course I remember, in such a silent world, only your voice makes me feel at ease." But you see, you and I are both daughters, this is fate, and you are not the one I am destined to protect. Because before you, it was life and suffering that carefully irrigated my seed and grew with me. You and I are wrong, and he is the one I should be protecting. ”

"I," Delos blushed, "I can also become a man, as long as you want!, I am the princess of the Demon Sect, I can maintain a female body by eating lotus flowers when I am young, and as long as I stop eating lotus flowers when I am an adult, I will become a seven-foot man!"

Mulberry fell silent, and she turned her face to the depths of the end of the world, as if someone there was calling her. After a while, she turned her head to look at the girl in front of her who was about to cry urgently, as if she was weighing it in her heart. After repeating this a few times, she sighed helplessly, "Delos, I know how good you are to me, but this is my mission. It's our mission, and we're here to accomplish it, so I'm sorry. ”

Mulberry's fingers gently slipped from Delos's hand, and Delos only felt that his fingertips were cold, and the corners of his eyes were soaked with tears.

The sky was full of yellow sand, and the thin figure of the mulberry branch had turned into an extremely blurred shadow. Delos looked in the direction she had gone, the wind blowing.

The bitter master in the yellow robe seemed to have not set foot in the end of the world for a long time, and he felt that it might be that his comprehension was still insufficient, so his master was giving him time. He didn't know why he was left alone in this barren place, and he didn't know why he kept reciting Buddhist scriptures here. However, from the compassionate eyes that Master sometimes looked at him, he guessed that he might be a heinous person. It could have been a past, it could have been a past life. He wasn't a man of many words, nor was he a man of great curiosity. Years of worshipping the Buddha have made his temperament different from that of his peers.

It's just that at midnight, the fragrance of that flower is like a nightmare. He remembered the cold, bleak face of the flower, covered in yellow sand. It seems like an upright young woman slowly decaying in the dust.

He had never seen a woman, but many fragments of what seemed to be illusions, seemed to be memories, and they always inadvertently pieced together a woman's face in his mind. He called her to be the beginning of his life. The name seemed to be just a flash of thought in his mind, and he read it out loud gently, but it only caused a headache. Therefore, for women, all he is the woman in his mind called Nianchu.

But today, just after reciting the Buddhist scriptures, when I was about to go to bed, the fragrance of the flowers suddenly became stronger. He felt that it was his own demons that were causing trouble, that his sins were too deep, and that his sincerity was not enough, so he would provoke right and wrong. So although he was still lying flat on the stone platform in the cave, he frowned and began to recite the Buddhist scriptures aloud. He had tried this method, and when the woman named Nian Chu appeared in his mind and lingered, he also used this method to calm his heart. He once told himself that if you want to become a Buddha, you shouldn't have desires. Desires are all evil.

But today it is very strange, no matter how much he recites the Buddhist scriptures, the smell does not decrease, but becomes stronger and stronger. Suddenly, a delicate "hee-hee" came to his ears. His brow furrowed, and he said that this time the demon was so powerful that it could cause him to have auditory hallucinations, but before he could continue to think about it, a cold, soft finger climbed up to his forehead, "Frowning, it's ugly!"

When he heard such a nice sound, the pores of his whole body seemed to open at the same time. But he still forcibly stabilized his mind, "It's all the devil in his heart!" he forcibly suppressed his curiosity, thinking that after a while, such an illusion would dissipate by itself. Every demon is a trial, and every time you pass it, you will be closer to the day you become a Buddha! As long as you become a Buddha, you will leave this barren land forever!

However, a warm breath suddenly sprayed on his face again. His eyelashes fluttered with his breath, which didn't seem to be a hallucination.

"Do you really not open your eyes?" the voice laughed again, as if a slender finger was running along the base of his mountain to the tip of his nose. Suddenly, the aroma of the flowers reached its strongest level ever.

"Alas. The voice was a little disappointed, "Why didn't you even open your eyes when I came so far to find you!" Suddenly the owner of the voice forcibly lifted his eyelids, and in a haze, he saw a girl in a lilac dress standing above his head. The girl had a shallow, sweet smile on her face, but there were obvious beads of sweat on her forehead, as if she had really come a long way to see him, as she had said.

Sheng Ku was first stunned by what he saw. His only recognition of a woman is the broken mind in his memory, but the girl in front of him is a completely living woman. Her smile was well-behaved and seemed harmless. Thinking like this, Sheng Ku immediately got up and walked away from the girl, and then read aloud, "Don't see, don't listen, don't speak, don't move!"

The girl was startled by his reaction, she was subconsciously stunned for a moment, and then walked towards him with a smile, but he was frightened, and he shuddered and shouted, "Don't move!"

The girl looked down at her clothes, and did not feel anything wrong, but suddenly realized that this man was actually afraid of herself, so she laughed happily, "Don't be afraid of me, I am the fruit of the vicissitudes of the sea! The girl gestured excitedly, hoping to successfully evoke the man's memory of herself. Unexpectedly, the man's expression became even more terrifying, and his face turned from white to miserable blue, "You, you are a flower demon!

The girl sighed helplessly, "How do I explain it to you!"

I didn't want to hear her continue at all, what calm, what heart was like stopping water, it seemed that so many years of dedication to the Buddha were destroyed at this moment. He still can't become a Buddha.

A layman is a layman.

The guilt of the flower and the horror of the woman who claimed to be the fruit of the vicissitudes of the sea had taken over all his thoughts.

She must have come to ask for her life!

But there was a strange emotion that secretly began to grow from the depths of his heart, he didn't know what it was at the time, but he felt that such a cheerful and bright smile did not seem to be terrifying.

Terror is also a kind of evil.

He gradually forced himself to relax, and he told himself that everything was the ordeal that he had to go through to become a Buddha, and since he was a layman, he would start with rebirth. So, he opened his eyes and for the first time took a closer look at the face of the young girl opposite. A small pink cheek, a pair of big watery eyes, and a small lip that seems to be smiling forever.

Like one、Hmm... Flower.

I don't know why the flowers of the sea suddenly coincided with the girl's face. Yes, it's that familiar feeling.

The girl blinked, and saw that he had not resisted again, and cheered happily.

"I'm sorry for you. I broke your flowers. Sheng Ku bowed his head in shame, "If you want to ask for your life, I won't resist." I owe it to you. ”

The girl was stunned for a few seconds, and then suddenly burst into laughter, "Fool!" she flicked lightly on his forehead, and he only felt a strange sensation spreading from his forehead to his whole body, like a warm current, like an itch.

"It is you who break my flowers, and I will bear fruit! You see, I am ripe now. And you're my first person!"

"What?" "What is the first person?"

The girl sighed helplessly, "You planted the vicissitudes of life without knowing anything, and it's hard for you to bear fruit! ”

Hearing her say this, Sheng Ku immediately denied it, "I have been reciting Buddhist scriptures since I was a child, and I only have great love in my heart, how can I have affection?"

The girl didn't seem to understand his words, she stared at him for a long time, and then slowly, word by word, said, "The vicissitudes of life, take the first person planted as a lover, and from then on guard wholeheartedly, life and death together." If you don't have love in your heart, where do I come from?"

"The vicissitudes of life..."Shengku's head was a little blank, isn't this the seed that his master gave him, why did the master give him one... A lover? Doesn't Master want to meditate and worship the Buddha by himself? It's not that Master doesn't know this, but is Master trying to train himself?

The original dead gray eyes lit up again, yes. It must be like this, everything is just a catastrophe. Since the master wants to let himself survive the love tribulation, then he adheres to the teacher's will. Maybe after this catastrophe, he will take off this mundane mortal bone!

So, he looked up, "Do you have a name?"

The girl didn't expect him to suddenly say this to herself so gently, and couldn't help clapping her hands. "Mulberry branches. Take a branch of acacia from the vicissitudes of life. ”