After we got out of the fog, we climbed a hill along Huangquan Road.

But the moment we went up the hill, everyone froze.

As far as the eye can see, there is a sea of beautiful red flowers.

The sea of flowers could not be seen at a glance, swaying gently in the breeze, like waves.

Huangquan Road extends into the sea of flowers, leading to the distant sky.

All four of us froze in place, captivated by the beautiful scenery.

I looked at this, and I was even more unconsciously surprised:

"What a beautiful sea of flowers! Could it be that this is the legendary flower of the other side? ”

I muttered to myself, and Murong Yan next to me replied directly:

"This should be the other side of the flower, yes, these flowers have no leaves, only flowers."

After speaking, Murong Yan squatted down and went to smell the fragrance of the flowers on the other side.

Wang Hai and Zhou Jie also squatted down at this time and observed these flowers very carefully.

These flowers are unusually blood-red and very eye-catching.

But the appearance is also unique, and it can attract attention at a glance.

It is different from any flower seen in the sun, and has its own unique petals and shapes.

One stem and one flower, so simple.

Zhou Jie pulled out a flower from the other side at this time, held it in his hand and said:

"I heard in the yang world that the flowers and leaves on the other side are not visible, the flowers are not visible, and the leaves are not blooming!"

"Oh? And what's going on? Wang Hai spoke, obviously he didn't know anything about the legend of the flower on the other side.

Zhou Jie was questioned by Wang Hai, as if he was not very convinced:

"I've heard about it, too, but I guess it's true! After all, there are so many flowers, and I don't see the leaves. ”

I was standing next to me, and when I heard this, I smiled faintly.

For the other side flower, I really heard the master tell its story before.

Then he said to the two: "Xiao Zhou is right, legend has it that the flowers on the other side have bloomed for thousands of years, and the flowers and leaves do not meet in pairs. ”

"So, this flower is still very rare." Wang Hai continued to speak.

And Murong Yan next to him interjected: "The red flower we see in front of us is called Manzhu Sahua, which is the obsession of love. ”

Hearing Murong Yan speak, I nodded slightly.

Naturally, I've heard of this legend as well.

However, Wang Hai and Zhou Jie obviously don't understand.

I heard Zhou Jie hurriedly speak: "Ding Fan, Murong Yan, is there any other story and origin of this flower on the other side?" ”

Murong Yan and I both nodded slightly, indicating certainty.

At the same time, I only heard me speak: "Legend has it that the flower on the other side is transformed by two great gods of the heavenly realm, the other side and the shore. ”

"Celestial Immortals? So how did they become flowers? Wang Hai asked anxiously.

But I raised my hand and motioned for them to listen as they went, so that they would not delay their journey.

Next, while strolling in the sea of flowers, we listened to the legend of the flowers on the other side.

Legend has it that Pi and Shore are two celestial immortals.

Because of their sympathy, they finally made a private decision for life.

Therefore, it violates the rules of heaven.

Enraged, the Emperor of Heaven cast a vicious curse, transforming them into a flower and a leafless plant.

At the same time, they were relegated to the far north and endured the bitter cold.

Until one day, a Buddha passed by the far north and saw the other side of the flower.

The Buddha's Dharma is towering, and he can see the cause and effect of the flowers on the other side at a glance.

He didn't have joy or sorrow, but just laughed three times.

Then he said to the other side of the flower: "In your previous life, you couldn't see each other, you couldn't stay in love, and the separation and union were just fate and fate."

You have the curse of heaven on you, so that your fate will not be dispersed, and your fate will not be separated.

I can't help you unravel this vicious spell, so I'll take you to the other side, and let you bloom in the wilderness! ”

After saying that, the Buddha took the flower away with a package.

On the other side of the bitter sea, the Buddha brought the flowers to the underworld.

When crossing the Santu River, he accidentally touched the package with the water of the Santu River, infecting the flowers on the other side of the package.

The Buddha came to the shore, sorted out the package, and prepared to shake off the water stains.

But when I opened the package, I was shocked to find it.

The bright red flowers on the other side of the flower have faded and turned into a snow-white white.

When the Buddha saw this, he couldn't help but be very surprised.

But the Buddha's Dharma is profound, and he quickly understood the reason for the matter.

Suddenly laughed out loud, and said to the white flower on the other side: "Great joy is better than great sorrow, and it is better to forget than to remember."

How can you tell right from wrong?

Good flowers, good flowers!

The Buddha planted this flower on the other side and called it a mandala flower, and because it was on the other side, he called it the flower of the other side.

Therefore, the discolored flower on the other side, the mandala flower, grew on the other side of the Santu River.

However, after the Buddha left, the Bodhisattva King of Jizo, who had made a great wish, suddenly came to the Santu River.

He looked at the white mandala flower, which had faded in color, and then at the rolling Santu River.

He sighed: "You got away and got free, why do you want to leave this boundless hatred in the boundless hell of the already bitter sea?" ”

After speaking, as soon as the Jizo King Bodhisattva spread his hands, he saw the fading love and hate obsession of the flower on the other side, turned into a seed, and flew into the hands of the Jizo King Bodhisattva.

The Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth looked at the red seed in his hand, and the Buddha was full of light.

He spoke again: "Since you stay, then remember your color."

Let you be a guide and guide them to samsara.

There is already a mandala on the other side, so you can call it Manju Sahua! ”

After saying that, the red seed of the Jizo King Bodhisattva disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, on the other side of the Santu River.

In an instant, it was overgrown with red flowers, Manju Sahua.

In this way, the red manzhu sawa and the white mandala are bounded by the Lechuan River, and they will always look at each other.

At the same time, their existence also symbolizes the beauty of curse and separation, as well as death.

And this is the story of the flower on the other side that I know.

When I said this, Wang Hai and Zhou Jie had already listened so intoxicated.

I didn't expect that in the underworld, there would be such a bleak and beautiful love legend.

Wang Hai sighed: "So, we saw this red Manzhu Shahua, not far from the Lechuan River?" ”

"Well, that's how it should be." I spoke directly.

Legend has it that when we see the red flowers on the other side, we are not far from the capital city.

We paced among the fragrant flowers until a day later, when we saw it from afar.

In the sea of flowers in the distance, a city pass suddenly appeared.

The city pass is majestic, erected between two stone mountains, and in the middle is a majestic black palace.

And in front of the city gate, there is a long, long queue.

Seeing this, we all guessed the name of the palace.

That's right, this is the fourth level on the Yellow Spring Road, the Hall of the Dead.

And those ghosts who are in a long queue should be queuing up to drink ecstasy soup and prepare to enter the Hall of the Dead......