The door is also not difficult to open, and it has been eroded by decades of wind and rain, but with only a slight push, it opens directly.

A rotten aura instantly swept across his face.

But immediately after the next moment, Tang Seng couldn't help but feel a huge shock in his body and mind, and tears fell from his eyes uncontrollably.

I couldn't control my body trembling, but I could only fold my hands, close my eyes and look up, and my tears seemed to be broken again, and I couldn't help muttering.

"Why?"

"Why?"

"The Buddha is above, Guanyin Bodhisattva is above, the disciple doesn't understand, why does the ancestor want to be like this?"

The body fell to his knees, his hands clasped together in front of his chest, tears continued to drip like injections, and he chanted the compassion of the Buddha and the compassion of the Bodhisattva, but he still couldn't control the trembling of the body.

"Why!"

"Why?"

Tang Seng's body trembled, and he didn't even have the courage to open his eyes, and then he looked forward, and couldn't help but fall to the ground crying on his knees, and the scenes of the past couldn't help but appear in front of him.

But the child is not filial, so that the mother is discouraged to death, so as to punish the child?

But when the child enters the empty door, how can he not break the front edge, and all fates are gone......

The Buddha is above, Guanyin Bodhisattva is above, and the disciples don't understand, why did the ancestor be like this......

"Why!!"

"Why!!"

Tang Seng couldn't help but speak again, and couldn't help but trace the scenes in his heart, but at this time, he realized that he couldn't even remember his mother's appearance, and wanted to reach out and grab it, and wanted to remember it firmly, but it was still uncontrollably disappearing in front of his eyes......

made it almost collapse, his body trembled even more, and his heart was even more frenzied, but he only fell to the ground and wept.

After such a long time, perhaps it was fourteen times of cold and summer, and the many tribulations of 108,000 miles all the way to the west of the sky, thousands of hardships, thousands of stings and thousands of demons, finally created his incomparably tenacious temperament, and finally gradually recovered.

But he still couldn't help but raise his head and burst into tears, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and couldn't help but slowly muttered to himself: "Let it go, let it go!"

"The Buddha is merciful, the Bodhisattva is merciful, please allow the disciple to bury his mother, and from then on, he will cut off the front edge, settle down and meditate, and enter my sand gate. ”

It's just that when I opened my eyes and saw the figure that was still hanging on the beam of the house for decades, I still couldn't help but tremble in my body, as if I was enchanted, and I kept asking in my heart:

"Why, Mother, why are you doing this?"

"Why don't you bury yourself in the ground, why don't you want to rest in peace? But what other wishes are there?"

"Or are you waiting for the baby to come back?"

"But the child escaped into the empty door, and from then on he wanted to cut off the front edge, all fate, why do you have to do this, why do you want to force the child to ......"

"The Buddha is above, Guanyin Bodhisattva is above, the disciple does not understand, the disciple ...... Please forgive the disciple for his sins. ”

I wanted to step forward and take down my mother's dead body, but I found that my legs were so heavy that it was difficult to move, but I could only use both hands and slowly kneel forward step by step.

However, at this moment, I saw that the figure hanging on the beam of the room finally couldn't withstand the erosion of time, and the clothes began to slip off, and the skin and flesh that had already dried up immediately turned into dust, dissipating in the air.

But with a soft "snap", the rope finally broke in response, and an equally corrupted skeleton suddenly fell and shattered to the ground.

Tang Seng couldn't help but raise his head suddenly, and then he couldn't help but tremble in his heart again, and couldn't help but raise his head and burst into tears: Put it down! Maybe it's time to put it down......

But he only looked at the pile of bones that gradually turned into dust, and at the same time, he only felt that his heart was empty, and even the last trace of emotional sustenance disappeared, and there was no longer any concern in this mortal world......

The body seemed to have regained a trace of strength, and couldn't help kneeling forward, only to find that there was a wooden table in front of him, and a lacquered wooden box was placed on the wooden table, so that he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and instantly determined that it must be left by his lay mother!

So he hurriedly knelt down a few steps, and held it in his hands with trembling hands, only to see that it was covered with a thick layer of dust.

Gently opened, the first thing was a silk cloth, there were not many words on it, and it was obviously written to the former prime minister Yin Kaishan.

"Please ask the father and mother to forgive the daughter for being unfilial, forgive the daughter's willfulness, fulfill the daughter's last wish, and hang the daughter's body forever. My daughter really can't bear the pain in her heart, and she does not hesitate to die to fight against this fate, and I will never go into the ground if I don't come to the river......"

In an instant, Tang Seng's body couldn't help but tremble again, and tears rolled down involuntarily: "It turns out that the mother is really waiting for the child to come back!!!

"The Buddha is above, Guanyin Bodhisattva is above, the disciple doesn't understand, why is the mother like this?"

Soon I opened the second silk cloth, only to see that it was written: I Jiang Liu'er personally opened it......

Tang Seng couldn't help but tremble slightly in an instant, his hands tightly grasped the silk cloth, and at the same time, tears kept falling like broken threads.

"If one day, my son can see this book, it means that my son is still my son, even if the gods are difficult to deceive! But as a mother, I don't want my son to see this book, I don't know how to decide, I only want to die, fight against this fate, even if I never enter the ground, and turn into a lonely soul and a wild ghost. At the same time, although I hope that my son can enjoy peace and happiness forever, even if he escapes into the empty door, but he does not want to bury the truth forever, let my son live in chaos, I don't know who I am, so I write here, may the truth be clear!"

Tang Seng couldn't help but see that his heart was shaken, as if he had fallen into a fog, tears but couldn't help but keep falling, only willing to die, and fight against this fate!

Why!!

Why!!

I saw that the following continued to write: "People say that I am pregnant in October, but my son was also born at full term, although it is ashamed to say, but I am not willing to bury the truth forever, so that my son will never know who he is." If my son is watching at this moment, please forgive the father and mother who abandoned you back then, but it was calculated by the gods, and I had to do it, and I can't bear to tell my son the truth at this time, do you remember the person who cut out your heart back then?"

In an instant, Tang Seng couldn't help but have a picture in his heart, that thief who was not afraid of death! He was looking at his mother until he died, but he still hated to break his body into thousands of pieces! But the truth was still not told in the book, but he began to tell a story concisely.

And from back to front, from abandoning the son to throwing the river, to the dream of the gods, Tang Seng still sees the clouds and fogs, and does not know the truth. Or maybe I just didn't dare to think about it, but only subconsciously avoided a possibility......

But when I saw the Hongjiang Ferry, I felt like five thunderbolts in an instant, and the sky was spinning! There was darkness in front of me! The body couldn't help but tremble, the eyes were closed, and the tears were still falling from the eyes, and I couldn't help but feel that I had fallen into a boundless darkness, but I could only see one picture in front of me, and I cut my stomach and cut my heart out at the Hongjiang Ferry

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