Meng Po turned her head, glanced at me, beckoned to me, I pursed my lips, walked forward with some confusion, stood beside Meng Po, she seemed to see what I was struggling with, smiled kindly and kindly, waved her hand next to me and added a stool, she pointed and gestured to me.

I stepped forward to Meng Po's side, some didn't dare to look directly at Meng Po, and even avoided her gaze, and I didn't know how to say some words, so Meng Po gently touched my head and said slowly: "Girl, have you heard of Cangyang Gyatso?"

I turned my head and looked at Meng Po like a kitten who had done something wrong, nodded slightly, and said slowly: "You know, the 6th Dalai Lai Cangyang Gyatso is a famous figure in Tibetan history, with sensitive qualifications since childhood, and once worshipped the 5th Panchen Lama as a teacher, and was ordained, and took the Dharma name Lobsang Rinchen Cangyang Gyatso. ”

Meng Po smiled lightly at the corner of her mouth, then sighed lightly, looked at me and said slowly: "As for him, he has a deep knowledge of astronomical calendars, medicine and literature, and poetry. Do you know what he's best known for?"

I looked down and thought about it, he is most famous for his sentence: The world has the law of both, and it lives up to it.

Thinking of this, I tried to say, "It should be his love!"

"Why?" Meng Po asked rhetorically, looking me in the eye.

I thought about it, and then according to my understanding, I said: "He was originally an enlightened monk, in the secular world he was the king of Tibet, in the Buddhist world he was the sixth Dalai Lama Cangyang Gyatso, but he had an extraordinary heart, he longed for freedom, love and the joy of the world, in the world of the Buddha, he was like an anomaly, a Dalai Lama who was not subject to the rules and precepts, but in the eyes of many laypeople, he was a place that dared to break through the world and dare to pursue true love - the most beautiful lover." ”

After a pause, he lowered his head and smiled lightly, and said again: "For him, what impressed me the most was his poem: I was worried about hurting the Buddhist line, and I was afraid that I would not fall into the city when I entered the mountain." The world is safe and perfect, and he lives up to his life, and I think this sentence is the most widely circulated poem of his peach-colored monk. ”

Meng Po smiled disappreciably, got up and filled a bowl of Meng Po soup for the passing ghosts, and watched them cross the Nai He Bridge with an expressionless face, Meng Po seemed to be a little tired and sat down slowly, with a little more sorrow in her eyes, and a faint sadness in her words, only to hear her say to me: "Do you know what happened behind me?"

"I remember that he was on the way to be interrogated by Kangxi and passed away. Looking at Meng Po and responding.

Meng Po looked at me with a light smile and shook her head, and whispered, "That's not the final ending. Seeing that I was a little ignorant, Meng Po paused and said: "After he passed away, he came to the underworld, and after being interrogated by the ten halls of Yama, it was impossible to define his whereabouts, so it was decided by the Bodhisattva King of the Earth. On that day, the Buddha asked, "Why are you here?" He said, "I was worried about hurting the Brahmanic practice with a lot of affection, and I was afraid that I would not fall into the city when I entered the mountain." The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to its promise. The Buddha also said: Separation and union are nothing but dependent origination, dependent extinction, and freedom. ”

After Meng Po finished speaking, she turned her head and looked at the Jizo King Bodhisattva

In the direction where Sa was, he turned his head slightly to look at me, and then said, "Later, the Buddha asked Cangyang Gyatso where she wanted to go?" Cangyang Gyatso said, "May the Buddha be universal to all sentient beings, and may she be safe and happy for the rest of her life." The Buddha smiled and said again: From love to worry, from love to fear, if you are separated from the beloved, there is no fear. ”

"Then Cangyang Gyatso understands, has he chosen his way out?"

Cangyang Gyatso was a little hesitant at that time, and finally he said: There are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, love and separation, resentment for a long time, can't ask for it, and can't let go. The disciples can't let go: one is the Buddha, and the other is her. The disciple is willing to be a stone on the green mud road, only wishing that she can walk from above, and willing to be the clear oil in the oil lamp in the Buddha's hall, just for the Buddha to illuminate that light. ”

Meng Po paused, got up and pulled me to the fiery flowers on the other side of the bridge, looked at them and said: "The Buddha finally pointed to the flowers on the other side and said: "The relics, the relics, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is the emptiness, the emptiness is the color, and the same is true when you want to do it." Sitting and Zen, walking and Zen, you and her turned into Manzhu Sawa by the bridge, and they never saw each other again for thousands of years, but they will always be with the twins, which is not only your punishment, but also your fulfillment. ”

After listening to Meng Po, I had some differences, I never thought that the "most beautiful lover of time" who had been passed on by the world for so long, and finally turned into a flower on the other side with his beloved, and he was subjected to the bridge next to the bridge. I don't know whether to laugh or cry, this ending, can not be said to be too good, can not be said to be too bad, just like he said: live up to the truth, there will never be a perfect law in the world, this is the most compromise ending, if it is meditation, then where you are, what you are, there is no difference, this is exactly the sentence: relics, the color is not different from the empty, the empty is not different from the color, the color is empty, the empty is the color, the thought of the knowledge, the same is true.

Thinking of this, I suddenly understood that what Meng Po said to me can be described as well-intentioned, with that sentence: The world has the law of both, and it lives up to its promise. Come and remind me.

I looked at Meng Po with a sudden realization, my heart was full of guilt, and I began to regret my previous confusion and some inaction, and slowly said with a remorseful look: "Meng Po, I understand! Thank you, use this allusion to remind me." ”

Meng Po gently took my arm, returned to her stall, and said sideways: "Faced with a dilemma, no matter who will be in a dilemma, even Changyang Gyatso, between facing his lover and the Dharma, he can't choose, and the Buddha can't choose, and in the end they can only turn into a flower." ”

"Meng Po, things have developed so far, I don't think it's beyond my control, Feng Mozi is crazy, even his own brother can be ruthless, it's really terrible!"

"And what are you going to do?"

"I ...... Meng Po, I didn't dare to ask in it just now, the only thing I can trust here is you, I want to know, if Shao Xun dies twice, what will happen to him

？”

Meng Po's face was gloomy, and she walked past me, pacing back and forth beside the flowers on the other side and between the Nai He Bridge, and finally walked up to me with a bad look and said, "He ...... Originally, he would not be alive, but unexpectedly, he unexpectedly lived unexpectedly under the chaos of time and space, so there were only two results for him. ”

"What's the result?" I asked, a little impatiently.

"A person can't die twice, what awaits him is either to completely disappear from this world, or he will turn into a geist and lose his qualification for reincarnation forever, but this premise, for him, he can be resurrected at this time, someone must have put a spell on him when Qi Dan was killed, he will be resurrected, but as long as you change all this, he will disappear in an instant, this must be his life talisman, this person can imagine how dark his intentions are. Meng Po gasped, her face was cloudy, and her tone was slow, this was the first time I had seen Meng Po talk to me with such a look.

Seriously, I don't really know what to do right now.

Just now, I may still want to change everything, if Shao Xun dies at the hands of Feng Mozi twice, then how painful should he be? I have thought about how to tell him to end all this with my own hands, but now it is really a problem for me, I originally had a glimmer of hope, hoping that Shao Xun will not disappear after this incident, but Meng Po is now like a slap in the face, and my hope is also shattered.

I held back my tears, pulled Meng Po's sleeve, and some whimpering supplicants looked at Meng Po and said, "Meng Po, you must help me! You must have a way, right? I don't want him to die, I don't want him to disappear into this world, Meng Po, you help me!"

Meng Po shook her head a little frustratedly, a trace of disappointment flashed in her expression, looking at my pleading gaze, she simply brushed my hand away, turned her back to me, and said with some strength: "Girl, the matter has come to this, there is no way to save him, and he can only look at his own creation." ”

After speaking, he paused, and said in a low voice: "Girl, you should go back, this is not a place where you should stay longer." ”

Seeing Meng Po like this, I am not in the mood to stay longer, and it is really as Meng Po said, I have stayed here for too long, the time progress of the underworld and the human world is different, the last time I was here was only less than a day, but in the human world, from the time I died, seven days have passed, which is converted to about one day in the underworld is equivalent to seven days in the world, this time, the world is about a day in the past.

I said goodbye to Meng Po, followed the road back to the world last time, brushed aside the thorns, passed through the door, only to feel a dazzling light in front of me, and my body suddenly hung in the air, as if I had stepped on the air, and fell straight down.

"Ahh

I sat up suddenly, my heart kept beating wildly, dressed roughly, sweating profusely sitting on the bed, before I could react, my forehead was suddenly wet, I quickly dodged, my head tilted, only to see Feng Mozi very elegant and quiet sitting on the edge of the bed, hand

Holding a wet wipe, he looked at me quietly, and seeing my dazed look, he casually put the tissue on the bedside table, and said lightly: "Wake up, you can sleep again when you are sleepy." ”

I sat down on the side, moved my shoulders, moved my wrists, bent my legs, and found that the strength of the muscle relaxant had passed, and my body could move freely, I looked at him with hatred, and said cautiously: "No! I've been lying down for two days, I've been lying enough! I'm hungry, you can't starve me!"

Feng Mozi smiled faintly, looked at me playfully and said, "But I don't plan to give you food, unless...... Do you have a reason to convince me, or make a deal with me?"

I pointed at his nose, eager to tear him apart piece by piece, bite him off one by one, and gritted my teeth and said: "Feng Mozi! I'm starving to death, you don't have the bargaining chips to contain the two of them, and besides, you me off, I won't cooperate with you, you should negotiate terms with me, not me with you!"

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Coffin Man, Please Hold Me Tight" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "Youyue Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~