If there was no such stele as this stele, there would be no infatuation story like the White Snake Xu Xian, but it is precisely because of this stele that many infatuated souls have been buried. Shi Fang frowned for a while, unable to understand. He raised his head and saw the smile on the corner of Meng Po's lips, and suddenly thought that if this stele was not allowed by Meng seniors, who would have the right to erect such a stele at the head of the Nai He Bridge.

Thinking of this, Shifang pondered for a moment before slowly replying: "The **** is said to be from the heart, where is the difference between right and wrong, although this stone tablet is the inducement, but it is the obsession in their hearts that dominates those dead souls." It would be nice if there was a better way, to give the truly infatuated souls a chance, so that the souls who still have nostalgia will break their thoughts, and let them know that love should not be a bond. In fact, if your loved one knows about it, isn't it a kind of torture for him? What can I do, what can I do, why can? ”

Shu Yan heard it for a while, strange, this little monk said it was very reasonable, but after saying so much, he still didn't hear what he meant, what is the difference between this and not saying it!

Meng Po nodded with a smile and said, "The comprehension of the Bodhi lineage is really good, if you want to leave this world, I can send you away now." ”

Hearing this, Shi Fang was a little surprised for a while, this senior Meng said so much, obviously he had a plan, but why did he agree to let the two of them leave now? However, the flowers on the other side have not yet arrived. Quietly glanced at Shu Yan next to him, Shi Fang first saluted, and then said respectfully: "Senior Meng, although it was completely unexpected to come to the Netherworld, but this friend next to me, who had a life-and-death relationship with me, hopes to ask for one or two flowers on the other side, I don't know ......."

When Shu Yan heard this, his face was slightly red, he didn't expect this little monk to be very interesting, then he, then forget about him offending himself. Shifang didn't expect that his unintentional move would save him a lot of flesh and skin.

"Oh? This is a bit difficult, every day the soul is constantly dying, I can't leave this place in a radius, but the flowers on the other side must be nourished by the yellow spring water to be taken out of the netherworld. Huangquan water is indeed available on the other side of the bridge, but the flowers on the other side of the Huangquan Road are only three products, and it seems to be useless, right? ”

Shu Yan waved his hand again and again and said: "It's okay, it's okay, I like flowers, and it has nothing to do with the quality of flowers." ”

Wait, how can it be the third grade, Shifang thought with some surprise, isn't it the seventh grade? That's right, this Huangquan Road is full of flowers on the other side, and it's too easy to come, but why is it even recorded in the "Strange Record" of the second ancestor, the flowers on the other side seem to be seven grades. What went wrong? Ten parties are puzzled.

But Meng Po smiled slightly, this little monk is really cunning, when I can't see the real purpose of his desire for the other side of the flower? At the moment, he whispered quietly: "It's a pity, the flowers on the other side also have two colors, one is red, called Manzhu Shahua, which blooms on Huangquan Road, representing endless love, the precursor of death, and the call of hell; One is white, called Mandala Hua, which opens in the lower reaches of the Lethe River, representing endless longing, desperate love, and letters from heaven. It is said that when the two meet, they will merge into one and bloom into a true flower, and at that time, it was ranked as the seventh grade. ”

Shifang's heart was hot, and Shu Yan was full of beautiful longing.

"Horn, ah, no, that little monk, this seems to be very good, I really want it." Shu Yan squirmed and played with the corners of his clothes.

Nonsense, I want it too. Shifang rolled his eyes, thought for a while, but still couldn't hold back the thoughts in his heart, and said tentatively: "I don't know if Senior Meng can ...... it?"

"Oh, I'm busy." Meng Po smiled and said, "And there is still a long way to go from here to the lower reaches of the Lechuan River, so I don't have time to help you pick the white flowers of the other side." ”

Shifang gritted his teeth and asked unwillingly: "Then is there any way for us to pass through the Nai He Bridge?" ”

"As far as I know, there is." Before Shifang's heart was excited, another basin of cold water was splashed: "But at least there must be the realm of Yuanying." ”

"That means, no matter what, we can't cross the bridge now?" Shu Yan's tone was full of frustration.

"Actually, there is still a way." Meng Po said with a smile, "And if you agree, it can be said that it will kill three birds with one stone." Meng Po's eyes fell on Shifang's body.

"Okay, then I'll be blunt, if you are willing to do me a favor, then it will not be a problem to cross the Nai He Bridge, and you can get a lot of benefits."

"What's the busy?"

"Using the power of Buddha to engrave scriptures on the Nai He Bridge, just engrave the Nai He Bridge with scriptures, it will naturally have more meaning of enlightenment and compassion, so that those dead souls will also have more consideration, in doing so, at least you can reduce the number of dead souls who jump into the Nai He Bridge, so that they can better let go of the past and start a new life." Looking at Shifang Shuyan's puzzled expression, Meng Po continued: "Only in this way can the connection between you and the Nai He Bridge be established, so that of course you can pass through safely." ”

Shifang came back to his senses, it turned out that Meng Po made such a big detour, or returned to how to deal with the stone tablet more properly, but what scriptures were engraved, Shifang asked at the moment.

"That's what I call the third benefit." Under Meng Po's thoughts, a scripture floated over, Shifang subconsciously took the scripture, looked down, and the name of the scripture naturally came into view - "Dharani Sutra", his heart moved, Shifang couldn't wait to turn a few pages, and finally muttered: "This, this is the "Dharani Sutra"? The heart of all scriptures, the guide of ten thousand lines. Moreover, and this seems to be the manuscript of a predecessor, and the insights he left behind. Could it be that the predecessors who erected this stone monument were noted? Shifang asked with a flash of inspiration.

"You've guessed right, this stele is exactly what he erected, and if you're willing to help with this, this scripture will be given to you." Meng Po looked at the ten directions, but secretly said in her heart, Jizang, Dizang, your heart is always so soft, but come to me to chat, but I found that many obsessed people left tears in front of Meng Po soup, and finally couldn't bear it, and did not hesitate to set up an inscription with great magical powers, tampering with the law, and as a result, it became what it is now, this move, I really don't know if it is right or wrong.

Meng Po was sighing, but was interrupted by Shifang's voice: "Senior Meng, Shifang is willing." And no matter what the result of erecting this stone monument is, that senior always has a compassionate heart, and no matter what kind of desperate state he is in, he should leave a trace of thought, his mind will not die, and hope should not be extinguished! After a pause, Shi Fang added, "This has nothing to do with the result of the stone stele. ”

Shu Yan listened with great energy, he didn't expect the little monk to say such beautiful words, and Meng Po also nodded, and the figure slowly dissipated.

Shifang held this scripture in his hand, and without saying a word at the moment, he began to comprehend. Shu Yan, on the other hand, walked around very boredly, and then quietly went to his side and began to retreat.

On the other side of the bridge, next to the Sansheng Stone, Meng Po looked at Jizang and smiled lightly: "What, I still can't help it, do you want to see the second apprentice in person?" ”

"What can I hide from you and me in the things in the netherworld? Besides, with his unique character, how could the disciples who were passed down from his lineage be unsightly? Do you think that if I pass on his "Dharani Sutra", there is no deep meaning? Jizo said meaningfully.

"I know, such an obvious problem, it's not that I can't see it, the little monk's soul seems to have gone through a very big ordeal or ups and downs, although he finally endured it, but obviously relied on external forces, this experience is very precious to him, but it also buried a big hidden danger, after all, his realm has not been reached, that is, the Buddhist cultivation time is still short, and the roots are not very strong. This is not as simple as it seems, especially since what you gave him is the "Dharani Sutra", this creation, see if he can grasp it. ”

After a pause, Meng Po continued to ask: "Actually, wouldn't it be better for you to show up directly?" Province I have gone around in such a big circle? ”

"I naturally have my considerations when I don't show up, by the way, I have an explanation for Fuji here, what about you, what are you going to do?" Jizo asked curiously.

"I'm not a Buddha, and since you've already instructed him, I don't need to do anything more, right?"

"It's up to you."

"By the way, I can't see the origin of the girl next to him, it's really a little strange, and there is a little bit of information from the memory of the little monk, she seems to be a person in the demon world, but why can't I feel the existence of a trace of demonic energy, on the contrary, it seems to have something to do with the Buddha?" Meng Po turned her head sideways and asked curiously.

Jizo shook his head with a smile, and said in a low voice: "Buddha said, don't say, don't say......" His voice and figure gradually faded, and finally left a sentence: "If you can, you might as well point out that little girl, after all, it is not an overnight thing to engrave scriptures on the Nai He Bridge, and she may have to wait for a long, long time." ”

Well, I don't have anything to do anyway, so I might as well give some pointers. Moreover, although I can't see the origin of this girl, her heart is quite to my liking, not to mention that she has an indescribable entanglement with the fate of the little monk. Meng Po thought for a moment, and walked to the side of the bridge, where an old woman was cooking a pot of tasteless clear soup, she slowly walked into the old woman's body, the two figures gradually overlapped, it turned out, this old woman was just a doppelganger of her, she looked at a ghost who came forward, and said softly: "Drink this bowl of soup, all troubles will be gone." ”

The ghost took the soup and drank it all.