For some reason, such a thought appeared in Jin Yuan's heart, as if he had already seen impermanence, but, listening to the meaning of the black and white impermanence, it seemed that there was still a change, Jin Yuan had forgotten where he was, why did he follow the two impermanence and the monk named Huaiyu to the Yama Palace.

Fluttering, Huaiyu Monk is like this, the two people from Hades are like that, even Jin Yuan himself feels that he is not walking, but drifting, the wind is gusting around, and from time to time there is a ghost crying wolf howl, as well as the sound of strange laughter.

Where is this, Jin Yuan couldn't see clearly, there was black smoke floating around, he could only vaguely see the three black shadows in front of him, through the figure in the black smoke, he could barely distinguish the Huaiyu monk and the two life-seeking ghosts, Jin Yuan stared and drifted in a daze, suddenly, there seemed to be some light in front of him, but when he looked closely, he found that what flashed out was a string of reddish light only the size of a grain of rice.

Jin Yuan followed this string of light and walked forward, looking from a distance, there was a string of sesame lamps hanging less than a zhang high from the ground, this string of sesame lamps was very special, it was bright for a while, and it was dark for a while, Jin Yuan couldn't help but wonder where this was, why it was weird everywhere.

At this time, he saw a tall figure flashing out in front of him, looking at the shadow behind, it seemed that it should be the great monk Huaiyu, Jin Yuan just wanted to find out, where the two impermanence beside him went, at this moment, he clearly saw that two black shadows flashed around the great monk Huaiyu, and floated towards the front, and then he heard the unique honest voice of the great monk Huaiyu; "Pretending to be a ghost, what are you doing with me, if I don't want to come, it's useless for you to follow."

The great monk Huaiyu who walked in front had just finished muttering, but saw that the string of sesame lamps in front of him suddenly lit up, very dazzling, and the light emitted was a little dazzling, Jin Yuan looked towards the light, and found that there was a Zhuangzi in front of him, and under the sesame lamp there was a disguise similar to a tea house, on which were written three big black characters - Meng Pozhuang, and the Huaiyu monk was standing under the banner, looking at the three words.

At this time, a scene that made Jin Yuan feel very surprised appeared, and he saw that the string of sesame lamps suddenly flashed under the gaze of the great monk Huaiyu, emitting a strong light, and then went out, Jin Yuan immediately felt that his eyes became pitch black, not the kind of black that he couldn't see his five fingers, but the kind of black that made people feel breathless, as if a person was wrapped in layers of black mist, and then wrapped his eyes with a black cloth.

Jin Yuan felt breathless, he began to struggle desperately, just in the process of his struggle, another scene appeared in front of him, the black fog that wrapped people was gone, followed by the yellow sand everywhere, stretching endlessly, Jin Yuan felt as if he was walking in the yellow sand, his body was soft and had no strength at all, seeing that the yellow sand around him was about to submerge his neck, and suddenly, Jin Yuan felt that he was out of breath.

So, Jin Yuan began to struggle desperately, he shaved his hands and feet, rolled wildly, and suddenly he felt that he jumped into the air, and suddenly came to the back of the great monk Huaiyu, it was really a coincidence, he had not yet stood firm, and he heard the great monk Huaiyu say loudly; "He has a place of death, the way of the soul, eight hundred miles, no flowers and no leaves, yellow sand everywhere, stretching and flowing, hence the name Yellow Spring. There are demons inside, named Meng Po's, all of whom are women, wise and resourceful, with special colors, good eaters, and good at cooking soup. ”

When Jin Yuan heard the unclear words of the great monk Huaiyu, he couldn't help but secretly think to himself, what is going on, where did he come, could it be that he is? He just thought of this, and before he had time to distinguish it carefully, he heard the tone of the great monk Huaiyu, and his voice was like a bell, and he said word by word; "Meng Po soup, with eight tears as the guide, has been formed for a long time, and the strange fragrance can pass through the nine heavens, and all ghosts drink it, and the past is not remembered. However, for love to stick, you can let eight hundred miles of yellow springs, bloom on the other side of the flowers, even if the flowers bloom and the leaves fall, see each other indefinitely, but also hope that this love will not be extinguished, and there will be no regrets in this life. ”

The words of the great monk of Huaiyu were sonorous and powerful, and the sound shook the sky, Jin Yuan, who was standing behind him, felt that he would tremble every time he spit out a word, just as the words of the great monk of Huaiyu fell, suddenly, Jin Yuan felt that his eyes lit up, and the string of sesame lamps suddenly turned on again, and then an old woman hurriedly walked out of the Zhuangzi, and saw this old woman, hunched over, face down, wearing wide red clothes, scattered trouser legs, and his height could not be seen clearly, but when she came to the great monk Huaiyu, she suddenly raised her head, Jin Yuan saw this old woman with purple chicken skin, staring at a pair of eyes the size of copper bells.

However, when Jin Yuan took a closer look, he found that what came out of the old woman's eyes was not a fierce light, but a crystal clear light like a flowing water. "You monk is very strange, very unreasonable, I already said last time, you can't pass through my Meng Po Village, there is no way for you to go here, do you understand, the two impermanence just now was driven away by me, you turn around and go back now, your stinky skin is still in the Crystal Palace, you can go back and get up and preach the scriptures again, and then practice, do you understand?"

After the old woman's words were finished, she looked up at the great monk Huaiyu again, but this time Jin Yuan saw from behind Huaiyu that the old woman's eyes the size of copper bells were full of loving light, and he thought that the great monk Huaiyu would definitely thank the seemingly weird and vicious person in front of him, but in fact he was full of kindness and care for the old woman, but unexpectedly, after the old woman finished speaking, the great monk Huaiyu preached the Buddha's mouth; "Amitabha, good, good!"

Then, as if reciting a scripture, it began slowly, but with a voice that was most affectionate and reasonable, and loved and sexual; "You gave me a drop of blood, in the name of love, and ended in forgetting. I don't see it, I don't return the beauty, on the bank of Jiangdong, bury my lovesickness. ”

The slow magnetic voice of the great monk Huaiyu made Jin Yuan's nose behind him sour, and the old woman in front of him asked in a choked voice; "You, you fool, do you know who I am?"

The sesame lamp flickered, weird and weird, just after the great monk Huaiyu finished saying that, a scene that Jin Yuan did not expect happened again, as soon as the words of the great monk Huaiyu fell, the string of sesame lamps hanging on the guise of Meng Pozhuang immediately flew up and down, and then flew around the head of the great monk Huaiyu.

looked at the great monk Huaiyu again, saw the string of sesame lamps flying around his head, and whispered; "Good, good! Could it be that Granny Meng still wants to let this string of guiding lights send me back to the yang world?"

"We all miss people but can't see each other, we don't see each other often, but I wish him well!"

The great monk Huaiyu just finished speaking, but a girl-like voice sounded opposite him, who said this voice, just now the voice that was called Granny Meng by the great monk Huaiyu was a little hoarse and a little desolate, but it was not like this voice, when I heard it, it was only a girl who could say the feelings of longing and love, in the words, between the lines, clearly revealed the thoughts and care and deep attachment.

Hearing this voice, Jin Yuan decided to follow the sound to find it, however, he searched around but did not find who made the voice, the old woman was still hunched over, standing there face down, however, Jin Yuan found that when the great monk Huaiyu heard this voice, not only did he not feel strange, but he also seemed to feel very normal, no, it should not be said to be normal, more precisely, it should be that the great monk Huaiyu had already known that this voice would definitely appear, so he listened to him; "I am the cloud above your head, the wind in your ears, the tide you wade, the mountains and flowers in your eyes, and the mountains and rivers you have traveled, at this moment, I am also in your eyes, you planted eight hundred miles of Manshu Shahua with your own hands, each one is me, how can I forget, how can I not worry, but this sea of suffering is boundless, I want the Dharma to cross, this is the purpose of my trip!"

"You, you, what do you say! Is it that you are here for the Dharma, is it that you are willing to suffer from this samsara, but, you know, the path of samsara is confused, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the hell of eternal eons. ”

The girl's voice was desolate and helpless, of course, it was more about love and concern, Jin Yuan noticed it this time, and the voice seemed to come from the Meng Po who was looking down at the ground.

This made Jin Yuan feel very strange, and Jin Yuan, who was in the midst of a strange feeling, heard the voice of the great monk Huaiyu who seemed to be a little remorseful, so he heard him hesitate and say; "All this in the dark, it seems that there is a fixed number, everyone says that the Dharma is boundless, but who has seen what the Dharma is like, what kind of boundless Dharma it is, I just obey the destiny of heaven, and do my best, maybe, your old man thinks that my Huaiyu monk is in this Yellow Spring, the person who should not exist, maybe, your old man thinks that I don't know and don't know how to leave the 800 miles of Yellow Spring, maybe, your old man doesn't know that I voluntarily followed those two impermanence, I saw that the young woman was waiting for me in such a painful way that she was even worried about her life.

You ought to ask me to think for her, that if I don't die, and I don't walk out of her belly, she might be my substitute, and at that moment, at the moment when I suddenly had the idea of hesitation and regret, that is, at that critical moment of life and death, the two impermanence reapers, had put chains around the poor young woman's neck.