Chapter Ninety-One: Misunderstood Again!
After hearing this, Luo An still moistened the corners of his eyes with emotion, and he didn't bother to wipe them, and said to Su Moyu in a choked voice: "Young master, thank you!"
Thanks for what? Now it's all my own family, don't be too restrained!Su Moyu put his arm around Luo An's shoulders and said to him loudly. ”
After hearing Su Moyu's sensational words, Luo An's tears couldn't stop flowing completely, and they immediately fell!
Quickly wipe away your tears!What does a big man look like when he cries?Su Moyu said to Luo An. ”
That's it!
The door was pushed open!
"Brother Mo Yu, get up quickly! The sun is all fart...... Share...... I hate it, Su Ximo covered her face with an exclamation and said, "What are you two doing?"
What's wrong, what's wrong? Lin Tianwan, who came in later, heard Su Ximo's cry and immediately asked anxiously. ”
"Ahh......h You...... You guys...... You two? Lin Tianwan was shocked by this scene and became stammered.
It wasn't until this moment that Su Moyu and Luo An realized that their posture was indeed easy to make people want to be crooked!
After the two quickly separated!
Su Moyu looked at Lin Qianwan and the three of them and explained to them, "No...... It's not what you think it is, can you listen to me?"
In the end, under the persuasion of Su Moyu's three-inch incorruptible tongue, Lin Qianwan and the others finally knew the reason.
Who let Brother Mo Yu always do something strange and misleading!Su Ximo pursed his lips and said. ”
Su Moyu smiled awkwardly and said, "You can't blame me for this!"
Luo An suddenly said to Su Moyu: "Young Master, don't you still want to go to that Heavenly Dao Academy when you wait for you?" So Young Master, it's better for you to go to dinner with your wife first!"
Oooh!
Yes, if you don't say it, I almost forgot, it's all because Ximo and you guys are interrupted, otherwise I wouldn't have wasted so much energy explaining this matter clearly! Su Moyu complained to Su Ximo in front of him. ”
After hearing this, Su Ximo pointed at Su Moyu and said, "You...... You...... You...... Shameless!Brother Mo Yu, you are so thick-skinned, hum! ”
Half an hour later!
After a few people finished eating a rich breakfast, Su Moyu said to Su Ruowei: "Ruowei, do you want to stay here or go back to the "Ring on the Other Side"?"
Su Ruowei shook her head after hearing this, and then said: "The slave family can't leave the 'Ring on the Other Side' too far, otherwise it will be counterattacked by the seal. ”
After hearing this, Su Moyu said to Su Ruowei: "Is it? Na Ruowei, I can only force you to stay in the ring on the other side." ”
Anyway, I'm satisfied to be able to stay by Brother Su's side, Su Ruo said with a smile. ”
Su Moyu noticed that Su Ruowei's eyes were a little lost, but she could only sigh and say to her: "Ruowei, can you hide the aura that emanates from your body?" I am worried that you will be targeted by some people. ”
After all, the magic guides that exist with machine spirits are no less than heavenly treasures!
But the Magister could see it at a glance, Su Ruowei said to Su Moyu. ”
Legend has it that after passing the ghost gate, there is a road called Huangquan Road, and the road is full of flowers that only see flowers, but do not see leaves. The flowers and leaves are born and the two are not seen, the mutual memory and cherishment are lost forever, there is a river at the end of the road called the Lechuan River, and there is a bridge on the river called the Nai He Bridge. There is an earthen platform called Wangxiang Terrace after crossing the Nai He Bridge. There is a pavilion called Meng Po Pavilion on the side of Wangxiang Terrace, and a woman named Meng Po is waiting there, handing a bowl of Meng Po soup to every passer-by. There is a stone by the Lechuan River called Sansheng Stone. Drinking Meng Po soup makes people forget everything. The Sansheng Stone records the past life, the present life, and the next life. Walk across the Nai He Bridge, look at the last look at the world on the Wangxiang Terrace, and drink a cup of Lethe water to boil this life...
Legend has it that people die first to the Ghost Gate, out of the Ghost Gate, through the Huangquan Road, to the Lethe River, is the Nai He Bridge. The bridge is divided into three layers, the upper layer is red, the middle layer is yellow, and the bottom layer is black. The lower the level, the more dangerous it becomes, and it is full of lonely ghosts and ghosts who cannot be reincarnated. Those who do good deeds go up to the top, those who do good and evil go to the middle class, and those who do evil go down to the lower level...
If you want to cross the bridge, you have to drink Meng Po soup, if you don't drink Meng Po soup, you can't cross the bridge, you can't cross the bridge, you can't cross the bridge, you can't be reincarnated. Anyone who has drunk Meng Po soup will forget all the shackles of this life and this life, and enter the path of reincarnation without any worries and begin the reincarnation of the next life.
Meng Po soup is also known as forgetting love water or forgetting sorrows, and once you drink it, you will forget the past and present lives. A lifetime of love, hatred, and hatred, the ups and downs of a lifetime, all of which were forgotten with this bowl of Meng Po soup. The people who are concerned in this life, and the people who are hated in this life, are like strangers in the next life, and they don't know each other. Everyone in the yang world has their own bowl here, and the Meng Po soup in the bowl is actually the tears shed by the living people in their lives.
When everyone is alive, they will cry: because of joy, because of sorrow, because of pain, because of hatred, because of sorrow, because of love. Meng Po collected their tears one by one, boiled them into soup, and when they left the world and walked on the bridge, let them drink them, forget their love and hatred when they were alive, clean up, and re-enter the six realms, either as immortals, or as people, or as animals.
Not everyone will drink Meng Po soup willingly. Because in this life, there will always be people who have loved and don't want to forget. Meng Po will tell him: The tears you shed for her life have been boiled into this bowl of soup, and drinking it is drinking your love for her. The last memory in the eyes of the person who came was the love of his life, drinking the soup, the figure in his eyes slowly faded, and his eyes were as clear as a newborn baby.
In order to see the favorite of this life again in the next life, you can skip Meng Po soup, then you have to jump into the Lethe River and wait for thousands of years before you can be reincarnated. In the millennium, you may see the person you love most in this life walking on the bridge, but words cannot be communicated, you can see her, she can't see you. In the millennium, you saw her walk across the bridge over and over again, and drank bowls and bowls of Meng Po soup, you hope that she will not drink Meng Po soup, and you are afraid that she will not be able to forget the suffering of thousands of years in the river.
Legend has it that there were two people whose names were Pi and An, and God decreed that the two of them should never see each other. They cherished each other and admired each other, and finally one day, they met each other secretly in defiance of the rules of God. After they met, he found that Shore was a beautiful woman, and Shore also found that he was a handsome and dashing young man. The result was doomed, because of the violation of the rules of heaven, the relationship was finally ruthlessly stifled. Heaven sent down a punishment and gave the two of them a vicious curse, since they wanted to have a private meeting regardless of the rules of heaven, they let them become the flowers and leaves of a flower, but this flower is very peculiar, there are flowers without leaves, leaves without flowers, life and life, flowers and leaves are wrong.
Legend has it that after countless reincarnations, one day the Buddha came here, and saw a flower on the ground with extraordinary temperament, red like fire, and the Buddha came to it to look carefully, and saw the mystery at a glance. The Buddha was neither sad nor angry, but he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed three times, and reached out to pull the flower out of the ground. The Buddha put the flower in his hand and said with emotion: "In the previous life, you couldn't see each other, after countless reincarnations, you can't stay in love, the so-called division and union is just fate and fate, you have the curse of heaven, so that you are destined but not dispersed, and you are not divided, I can't help you unravel this vicious spell, so I will take you to the other side, let you bloom all over the wilderness."
On the way to the other side, the Buddha passed by the Santu River in the underworld, and accidentally wet his clothes by the river, and there was the red flower that the Buddha carried, and when the Buddha came to the other side to untie the flower wrapped in the clothes and looked at it again, he found that the fiery red flowers had become pure white, the Buddha pondered for a moment, and laughed loudly: great joy is not as good as great sorrow, it is better to forget than to remember, right and wrong, how can you distinguish it, good flowers, good flowers. The Buddha planted this flower on the other side and called it the Mandala flower, and because it was on the other side, he called it the flower of the other side.
But the Buddha didn't know that he was on the Santu River, and the river was faded so that all the red dripped into the river, and he wailed all day long, which made people feel sad, and the Jizo Bodhisattva was very powerful, and when he learned that Mantara had been born, he came to the river, took out a seed and threw it into the river, and after a while, a flower that was more red and bright than before grew out of the water, and Jizo took it in his hand and sighed: You have to get out and be at ease, why do you want to leave this boundless hatred in the boundless hell of the already bitter sea? I'll ask you to be a messenger and guide them to samsara, just remember your color, there is a mandala on the other side, let's call you Manju Sahua.
Since then, there have been two completely different flowers on the other side of the world, one grows on the other side and the other is born on the side of the Santu River. It is said that many years have passed, there are two people in the world who love each other very much, but one year, the man was unfortunately killed when he went out on errands, he came to the Santu River, saw the blood red in his eyes, and his heart was very sad, he cried bitterly: "I don't want to be reincarnated, I want to go back to my wife, she is still waiting for me at home." He stumbled to Meng Po, and before drinking the forgetful soup, he asked Meng Po why the world is like this, and in the end, this soup is the only one who forgets his feelings. Meng Po smiled and didn't say anything, just asked him to drink quickly, he looked at the soup blankly, and said: "Everyone has to forget their feelings, I don't forget, after reincarnation, I want to find my wife." ”
When the man's wife learned of his death, she was so grief-stricken that she was saved by the man's family several times, and finally the woman promised not to commit suicide, but to be widowed for the rest of her life. When the man's family saw her strong personality, they were afraid that the old things would be brought up again, and they would make her sad in vain, so they thought that she had a heart, so they temporarily agreed to her and persuaded her to remarry after she was emotionally stable. In this way, the woman continued to live in the man's house, living by sewing.
Twenty years later, Meng Po took her to the gate of reincarnation and said, "You stand here and watch, but don't speak, the person you have been waiting for for twenty years is coming." The woman couldn't stand still in excitement, and finally calmed down, and stood there nervously waiting for her loved one to appear. At last he came, and it turned out that he was sick, not cured, and in his early forties, he died again. He walked up to her and Meng Po, Meng Po handed him the water of forgetfulness, and he picked it up and was about to drink it, but the woman was anxious and said, "Have you forgotten what you said?" The man glanced at her and drank all the water in the bowl in his hand.