It turns out that rebirth can happen at any time, it can happen at any time, just like me, born again on a stone—a wounded stone.

I'm a good citizen, I don't know how this happened, everything was too fast.

I only remember that day, as usual, on the way home, facing the light breeze,,, suddenly there was a storm, thunder and lightning, bean-sized raindrops began to drip, pedestrians were running, avoiding, I could already see my home,,, a loud thunder, an extremely bright flash, a strong electric current penetrated me, and then I was unconscious.

When I woke up, it was pitch black, "Where is this?"

"Netherworld," said a terrified voice.

I finally understood what was going on, hate, annoyed, afraid, and wept, but soon the voice told me that according to the book of life and death, I should not have come here at this time, and I looked through the historical materials and found that I was a good person who had cultivated ten lifetimes in my previous life, and I should be 100 years old in this life.

Hades had a headache and had to ask the four gods of wind, rain, thunder, and electricity what was going on, and the four gods admitted that because they had touched mahjong all night the night before, they lost their heads in the next day.

But I can't go back, because my body has been changed beyond recognition by lightning strikes, and there is only a pile of charcoal left, if such a person can live again, don't say that people don't believe it, and if people believe it, they will doubt the ability of the heavenly realm.

Hades had even more headaches, he had no right to keep me, and handed me over to the Bodhisattva.

The Bodhisattva thought for a moment and said, "Last time I passed by a small stream, I heard a stone crying, so you should go to her." ”

Before I had time to speak, I was reborn as a stone, but soon I realized that it was no ordinary stone, because I could transform into human form as I wanted, and I was a young girl with an extremely delicate symbol.

My graceful figure makes me unhappy to frolic by the stream, spin, dance,,, this state should be much happier than being a human being.

"Don't turn around," I heard a voice inside me, "I'm almost stunned by you." ”

"Who are you?" I was startled.

"I am a wisp of remnant soul left on the real body, the spirit stone, and your current human form is my previous appearance, called the spirit bead. It's just that after being damaged, the essence of popularity is lost, and it can no longer gather into a human form, so it has become such a situation. Last time, I prayed to the Bodhisattva that someone would be reborn on this spiritual stone to help me fulfill my long-cherished wish, and I think the Bodhisattva asked you to come. ”

"Uh, what's your long-cherished wish?"

"It's a long story, I was a pearl in the heavenly palace, when the queen mother made a crown to collect rare stones inlaid on it, I was an extra one, and later gave the Dragon King of the West Sea, the Dragon King loved his beloved son - the third prince, and placed me in his palace, hoping that the aura of the pearl would pray for him, and then because the prince had a catastrophe, the pearl was fatally damaged, and most of the spirituality and mana were lost. ”

I was skeptical, but when I was first reborn into the stone, it was a humble stone, not delicate enough in appearance, nor large enough to be set in the crown of the Queen Mother, unless the Queen Mother was happy to carry a large ugly stone on her head.

She was one with me, as if she could read my thoughts, and replied: "The pearl is an extremely excellent spirit stone cultivated by the essence of heaven and earth, not a mortal stone that you can see with the naked eye, it can change the size as you like, naturally collect all kinds of essence, Shenhua, and practice all kinds of strange abilities and mana." ”

I see, but I was even more skeptical, "If you are so powerful, why bother to ask for rebirth to help you fulfill your long-cherished wish, it can be seen that your previous cultivation is still not enough." ”

Lingzhu didn't speak, but I could feel a very, very sad presence.

Anyway, on this day, I was reborn as a stone, and I was happy to be beautiful if I wanted to be beautiful, but Lingzhu seemed to be very sad, this feeling was strange, and in the same body, half happy, half sad.

The days of rebirth are quite pleasant, at night I turn into a stone and lie among the flowers and trees, and during the day I turn into a human form and chase by the trees and streams, accompanied by the sun and the moon, accompanied by mountains and rivers, but I can always hear the faint sigh of the spirit beads.

And I gradually discovered some strange phenomena, she was strong and weak in my body, but as time went on, there were fewer and fewer times when she was strong, and more and more times when she was weak. I began to be curious about it, and she was the only one who could talk to me over time.

She told me that the last remaining essence of it was dwindling, and that it was likely to die out soon. After I was reborn, she did what she could to transfer the spirit to me, so that I could have some abilities, which also hastened her demise, and her spiritual consciousness was running out, and the original state of the stone was returning to its original form as the aura decreased, becoming more and more rough and ugly.

I felt more and more her weakness, and I was afraid that there was not much to give.

I felt sad and wished I had her company. I tried my best to make her happy, just to keep her for a few more days.

She told me a story:

300 years ago, the spirit bead is the treasure of the West Sea, it has a lot of peculiarities, it can shine as much as day in the deep and dark seabed, the most important thing is that it is endless, as long as it is there, the water of the West Sea has the source of living water, always clear and clean without pollution.

Ao Yan, the dragon king of the West Sea, loves the third son, the little white dragon, and places the spirit bead in his palace, so that the luster of the spirit accompanies him day and night, the third prince is talented, smart and clever, but he is too naughty, and the spirit bead is accompanied by the third prince day and night, and the feelings for the third prince are getting deeper and deeper.

Once, the third prince Xiao Bailong passed by Bibo Lake and met the princess Wan Shenglong, fell in love with it at first sight, and when he came back, he carved the water into the appearance of the princess and missed it day and night, and sighed. Lingzhu didn't want the third prince to be worried, so he asked the princess out to play.

On that day, the third prince quietly carried the spirit bead out of the palace and the princess to enjoy the sea, he hung the spirit bead in the air, the west sea was blue and transparent, the water was sparkling, and the mirage in the distance faintly appeared; he collected the spirit bead, the sea was suddenly dark, the dark clouds were thick, the waves were surging, when the spirit bead was suspended in the air again, the sea surface was clear again, the microwave rippled, so that the princess laughed.

I thought that after bringing the spirit bead back to the palace at night, I didn't know it. Unexpectedly, it happened that the monster nine-headed insect also followed here because of the love of the princess, seeing this scene, knowing that the spirit bead was a strange treasure, he wanted to take it for himself, when the little white dragon once again hung the spirit bead in the air, the nine-headed insect suddenly appeared and took away the spirit bead, the little white dragon was furious, and when fighting with it, the mouth sprayed heavenly fire, burning the nine-headed insect, but the spirit bead was also injured by the heavenly fire in this battle, damaging most of the spirituality.

This time there was a disaster, and the West Sea, which suddenly lost the protection of the spirit bead, suddenly rose violently, and the waves were surging, and the water spread to the shore in an instant, flooding, wantonly engulfing the houses on the shore and the boats of countless fishermen, it was difficult to calm down, people thought that the Dragon King of the West Sea suddenly became angry, and tried every means to send tribute to the sea, and did not hesitate to sacrifice the boys and girls to beg.

Ao Yan, the Dragon King of the West Sea, knew that the third prince had committed a big crime, and took the initiative to ask the Jade Emperor for guilt to save the life of the little white dragon.

On the day before the killing, Guanyin Bodhisattva met this place on the road, and saved the little white dragon with compassion, and let him stay in the Eagle Stream of Shepan Mountain to wait for Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice to learn scriptures from the West.

"It's been 500 years since the stone monkeys made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, presumably Tang Sanzang has ambushed a few apprentices, and the third prince has also chased after him," she sighed.

"So what?" After listening to such a long story, I never understood what Lingzhu was trying to express.

Anyone who has read Journey to the West knows that the little white dragon is Tang Sanzang's mount, who traveled across the ocean to accompany Tang Seng to learn scriptures, and worked hard. But what does that have to do with us?