The Manju Sawa of the underworld withered overnight, and if he was not in a hurry, he had to go to find him.

It's just that when I came to Peach Blossom Village without returning, I couldn't find anything to do.

He panicked, what the hell was going on? Could it really be ......

He didn't dare to think about it, he didn't want that ending. He always hoped that he would be well.

But how could it be that he destroyed her with his own hands?

Such cruel methods, he felt terrible when he thought about it. The real body has been destroyed by him, so what should I do?

Will you hate him?

But what can be, how can there be such a helpless person in this world?

He wanted her to be happy, but he ruined her.

He sneered, he thought, if he really went. He'll go with her!

She was reincarnated, and he was willing to accompany her.

She is gone, and he can distract himself.

This life was given to him by Manman, and he has always cherished it. But now, he owes something he can't help it, and he must pay it back.

Bu Hui found the storyteller and asked him where he had gone.

The storyteller said that she had no choice but to return to the underworld, but if she didn't believe it, how could she return to the underworld after being so seriously injured?

However, she thinks that although the world is good, the underworld is her hometown. So, if you want to die, die in the first place!

All the sweet dreams and nightmares start there, let them all end there now.

But she didn't die, and the Qing Emperor couldn't save her, and the Immortal King finally found the Jizo King Bodhisattva to save her.

There was once a Buddha who brought the red enchanting flower to the underworld, and when he crossed the Lethe River, the red faded and turned into snow white, which was called the mandala flower.

Later, the king of the earth Bodhisattva felt the sadness of his predecessor, and sowed seeds in Lethe River, and got safflower, which was called Manzhu Shahua.

Since the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth can give life to Manzhu Shahua, he can naturally save him.

The storyteller didn't make it so clear about no return, he just said that he was okay and returned to the underworld unharmed.

I didn't want to go back to find Nai, but I was stopped by the storyteller. The storyteller asked him if he would be willing to help fulfill his wishes.

Not to return to nature willingly.

The storyteller handed him a porcelain vase, and he said to Buhui, "Naihe's wish is very simple, you drink it, and it will be fulfilled." ”

What is that? Wine poison or not? It doesn't matter. If it was Nahe's wish, how could he refuse......?

"Sir, if I die, please ......"

"Why do you think you're going to die?" the storyteller asked.

Why? Why, because she hated him, because he had hurt her, because death was not enough to pay for his sins.

"Drink it up, and go! The storyteller said lightly, and he turned back to his cabin.

He felt pitiful, and it was pathetic not to return.

It turns out that for more than a thousand years, I have never understood what to do without returning, just as I have never really understood Manman without returning.

Mandala Hua, free from the pain of love and blood, can be liberated, and incarnates snow white and pure. Great joy is better than great sorrow, and remembering is better than forgetting. Right and wrong grievances are difficult to distinguish.

Manman exchanged his life for a life of no return, not to remember her like that. She just wants to let the non-return live well, everything is fate, and he and her will naturally reunite. Because of the curse of the Emperor of Heaven, she is inseparable from the underworld for the rest of her life.

However, he did not understand.

However, he never thought of paying it back with death, because death could not repay anything.

He drank all the wine in the bottle and found nothing unusual. He was in a hurry to go back to find Nai, and ran back before he had time to put down the bottle.

Suddenly, he had a lot to say.

The past reappears one by one, starting from the first time he saw Naihe.

At that time, he thought it was so beautiful.

However, he sang the "Yue Ren Song" for him, and he thought it was very good, and he liked it very much. He didn't tell him that he was glad when he showed him his heart.

Every time he saw Na He's red eyes, he was very distressed and sad.

However, when there was a shortage of water, he went to water her every day, and he wanted to tell her, but he was very worried and nervous at that time.

Hearing the desolate singing every time, he could also taste the pain of liver and intestines.

He never dared to admit that he was in love with Naihe, because he already had a Manman.

He can't be sorry for his Manman, he wants to see Manman, he wants to hold Manman, he won't think about it anymore.

However, the Manman he got back at the cost of repeatedly hurting Namo was not his Manman. When he hugged the manman, he still remembered the light smile and frown.

However, the temperature on his body, and the manman in his memory, it seems, it seems.

He didn't tell any of this.

He wanted to tell Naihe, he wanted to be with Naihe. Manman is his past, and he can't hurt it for the sake of an irretrievable past.

But no, will he agree?

How......

Why is the image in his mind getting more and more blurred, and why he can't remember the past about Nai He gradually.

How......

But he didn't want to, he didn't want to forget it!

He reached out and grabbed something, but he couldn't grasp anything!

He could only helplessly let the last bit of memory about Nai He dissipate. This feeling is too powerless.

He fell to his knees without returning, he felt so painful, but he didn't know where he was hurting. His heart, as if it was missing a piece, was empty, which made him feel very uneasy.

In the end, no one can do anything.

As in the past, the storyteller stood under the peach tree and told the story of the flower demon to the people of the village.

"Today I am telling you the story of the flower demon on the other side of the Lethe River. ”

"Fairy Yunman was punished by the Emperor of Heaven and became the flower of the underworld, so naturally she couldn't get out of the underworld. And the mandala and manju sawa are essentially the same kind of flower, so they are the reincarnation of the manman. ”

Man is always easily deceived by appearances, and God is no exception. Bugui obviously waited for his manman, but he didn't recognize it. And Biyi just transformed into the appearance of Manman to deceive the non-return, and made the non-return almost kill his manman with his own hands. ”

"So, don't be deceived by appearances, otherwise it will only lead to tragedy. However, the non-return and the non-return could have been consummated, but unfortunately the non-return relied too much on the appearance. ”

"If you don't return, you forget what about it?" "Someone asked.

"Forgotten, forgotten. ”

However, when she was dying, she remembered her and the two lives before she did not return. After experiencing two lifetimes of love, if you don't return, you still find the wrong person, but I feel that my heart is cold.

So she made a wish to forget with no return. That way, it won't hurt each other anymore.

She thought, she was dying, and it was easy to forget that she would not return. It's just too painful not to return to continue remembering her. She always can't bear to let the people suffer, so let's forget about it!

But as a result, he was saved by the Bodhisattva King of the Earth and picked up a life. But so what? Her wish remained the same.

No one knows that Yue Lao's best thing is not to match, but to make forgetful water.

He once studied it for the sake of his wife. He has always done better than Meng Po, but he has never told Meng Po.

Because, if he could, he hoped that this thing would never come in handy.

But that's Nai's wish.

But at that time, there was only a dying body and a heart full of holes.

"Have you forgotten each other? It's a pity! "There was a girl who was lost.

The storyteller smiled and shook his head.

Their days in the underworld are long, long, and who knows what the future holds?

In the underworld, on the bank of the Lethe River, there was the moving singing voice of a girl in red: "There is no life and no death, no sorrow and no joy, no desire and no desire." Life is empty, so why be vain......"

There was an elegant man in a green shirt who was slowly passing in front of her in a small boat.

She looked down, and he looked up, just in time to make eye contact.

They looked at each other and smiled, and parted.

I can't help but look back, this person, where has she (he) seen it?

Why is it so familiar?

That feeling is called being in a world away.