Chapter 2: Flowers Bloom on the Other Side

Bai Gujing never thought that the little monk would be a golden cicada, otherwise, his attitude towards him would definitely not be so bad, at least, he had to maintain a superficial relationship, after all, he still wanted to blend into the Journey to the West team in the future. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, the most important thing is that when the reincarnation of the golden cicada and Tang Sanzang becomes a Buddha, more relationships can be pulled, and everyone can exchange Buddhism and discuss how to achieve enlightenment.

Of course, with the character of the white bone spirit, even if he knows it now, he will not regret it. For him, regret has always been just a self-venting for the weak who have nothing to do, and wasting spirit has no effect.

At that time, he was deeply immersed in the sea of flowers, reached out and grabbed a handful of bright red flowers, and wanted to pull them all down, but he was surprised to find that with his strength, he couldn't do such a thing.

"Is there a big array or is there any prohibition set up?" The white bone spirit released the immortal qi sword and slashed fiercely at a flower, and the sound of gold and iron resounded, but it did not cut the flower down.

"If it's so hard, how did that little monk pull it off? Could it be that he is stronger than me?"

After many attempts to no avail, the White Bone Spirit had no choice but to set his eyes on the ghost world and asked, "Can I directly top up these flowers?"

"If you can't even pick it off, how can you recharge it?" Mei said bluntly.

"It's too uncomfortable to face a mountain of gold and not be able to take away a little bit of gold. The White Bone Spirit said helplessly.

"Compared to the gains, I suddenly remembered a question. Ling pursed his lips, raised his eyes, and asked seriously: "Master, where are you now, and how can you get out of this sea of flowers." ”

The white bone spirit was stunned when he heard this, and then released his divine thoughts, only to find that wherever his divine thoughts could reach, they were all exactly the same flowers.

"It's so wicked, I obviously didn't go far. ”

The spirit spoke, "In this kind of place, even our positioning function is not good. In other words, master you are lost here!"

The White Bone Spirit recalled for a moment and said, "I can still remember the position I just came into, and try it backwards." ”

Time passed slowly, and days passed in an instant.

In the past few days, the white bone spirit has lost count of how far he has walked, but he still has not stepped out of the range of the sea of flowers, and this feeling of being trapped in a labyrinth makes him extremely irritable.

A few more days passed, and the restlessness in White Bone's careful care had turned into anger, but his restraint was so strong that he didn't show the slightest hint.

After half a month, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and tried his best to fly high into the sky, but unfortunately no matter how high he flew, within the field of vision, it was still the same sea of flowers.

"Ah......" After making sure that he couldn't fly out, the white bone spirit looked up to the sky and roared, which relieved the angry emotions in his heart, and when he lowered his head, he was stunned to see that the handsome little monk who had been separated from him before appeared in front of him at some point.

"Female benefactor, I'm right, the two of us meet again. Facing his stunned gaze, the little monk said with a light smile.

The white bone spirit looked him up and down, and pointed to the flowers in the sea of flowers, "Can you pull them down?"

The little monk was full of doubts: "Something?"

"You can still come and go freely in and out of this sea of flowers?"

"Can't you see that?"

The White Bone Spirit instantly changed his facial expression, and said with a kind face: "Little monk, it's good to get to know you, my name is Bai Gu, what's your name?"

"Didn't you say that you don't want to know my name?" the little monk laughed.

"Don't you know a word? Bai Gujing was straightforward, without the slightest embarrassment: "Hurry up, say a name and I want to beg you?"

"Not really. The little monk clasped his hands together in front of his chest and bowed slightly: "Hello white bone donor, my name is Jin Chanzi." ”

"Well, hello Golden Cicada...... Wait a minute!" The white bone spirit suddenly widened his eyes, and his body trembled and looked at the little monk: "You say, your name is Jin Chanzi?

"I didn't say the last word. Jin Chanzi thought about it and said seriously.

The white bone spirit was stunned for a long time, and after nearly half an hour, he barely recovered, and asked a series of questions: "Golden Cicada, why did you come to the underworld? How did you enter this sea of flowers, and how did you find me?"

For his almost questioning inquiry, Jin Chanzi did not have the slightest impatience, and was still gentle and soft: "I came to the underworld in a retreat, and I entered the sea of flowers before because I got lost, and now I find you because you suddenly shouted coldly, and I heard you." ”

Bai Gujing took a few deep breaths and said solemnly to the little monk: "Golden Cicada, let's be friends." ”

Jin Chanzi was stunned in place, and after a while, he smiled and said: "You make friends with others, is it the same? I don't know anything, just meet once, and I want to make friends......"

"I pay more attention to the edge of my eyes when I make friends, so that I feel comfortable, I can become friends when I see each other, and if I feel uncomfortable, I can't become friends when we meet every day. The white bone spirit said half-truthfully.

"It's naΓ―ve, childish, and undignified, but I'll agree for the time being. Jin Chanzi stared at the white bone spirit for a long time, and found that he had been looking at him, without the slightest dodge or timidity in his eyes, so he smiled and spoke.

Bai Gujing thought about it, spent ten charm coins, bought a piece of high-quality chocolate, and handed it to the golden cicada: "I invite you to eat sugar, can you do me two small favors?"

"I just said that I would make friends, and in the blink of an eye, you will ask me to help, how do I feel that I have been calculated by you?" Jin Chanzi did not stretch out his hand, and said with a smile.

Bai Gujing was not a person who was subtle and twisted, and pulled the palm of the golden cicada and handed the chocolate to him: "Isn't it possible for friends to benefit each other?"

Jin Chanzi opened his mouth, but found that he was speechless.

Smiling helplessly, he put the chocolate into his cuff and said softly, "Say, what do you want me to help you?"

"Give me a few of these strange flowers, and help me get out of the sea of flowers. The White Bone Spirit said solemnly.

The golden cicada put her hand on the bright red flower and said, "It's not called a strange flower, its name is the other side flower, also called Manzhu Sawa, and it is one of the most beautiful flowers in the Three Realms. Would you like to hear its story?"

To be honest, the White Bone Spirit didn't want to hear the story of the flower at all, because it had nothing to do with him. However, he felt that Jin Chanzi seemed to have a desire to tell a story, so he reluctantly nodded.

Jin Chanzi couldn't guess the white bone spirit's thoughts, thinking that she wanted to hear this story, she was inexplicably happy in her heart, and said: "According to legend, a long time ago, there was a ghost named Pi in hell, who fell in love with a geist named Shore, and the two met and knew each other, and finally fell in love and came together.

But the heavens have their rules, and the earth has their laws, and the underworld does not allow ghosts and wanderers to fall in love, and they have to separate themselves. But how can a man and a woman in love abandon each other?

This kind of behavior angered Yan Jun and punished them, turning him into a leaf and an bank into a flower, the two were one, but the flowers did not bloom, the leaves did not bloom, and the flowers and leaves were wrong.

One day, the Buddha saw this flower, smiled, took it away, and planted it on the other side, so that the flowers bloomed all over the other side, and then the name of the other side flower was born. ”