The flowers on the other side, bloom for a thousand years, fall for a thousand years, flowers and leaves will never meet, love is not cause and effect, fate is destined to live and die, forever acquaintance, know each other, but can not fall in love.

On the other side of this life that cannot be reached, unload all memories, and the flower is the Yellow Spring, the flower that attracts the soul.

I don't know what heavenly rules have been violated, Manju Sawa gave up his honorable position.

Manju Sahua, the tenderness of the demons, the flower that voluntarily threw itself into hell, was not allowed to be repudiated by the demons, but it still lingered on the road of Yellow Springs.

Later, the king of Jizo took pity on her and made her a soul-attracting messenger on the Yellow Springs Road.

Cursed for loving each other, they guard the missed again and again, witnessing the existence of the most sincere love.

Even if they are degraded, even if they fall into the dust, they still have to love each other.

The Buddha took pity on them and promised them that they would only have one side in their lives.

thereupon

A thousand times to look back, to change once to pass by;

A thousand times passing by, changing an encounter;

A thousand encounters, one acquaintance;

A thousand acquaintances for one acquaintance;

A thousand times of acquaintance, in exchange for one love;

Can......?

For thousands of years, the flower demon Manzhu fell on the other side of the Lethe River, born on the bank of the Santu River, looking forward to the blooming of Manzhu Sahua, looking forward to blooming the most beautiful face, and looking forward to seeing Shahua once in a lifetime.

It's been a thousand years, and before Manzhu had time to bloom, Sawa came, but he didn't even touch the corner of Sawah's green shirt.

Another millennium, another millennium, and again and again......

It's another thousands of years of waiting, thousands of years of seeing each other once a year, and Sha Hua still can't remember Manzhu, it's just déjà vu, déjà vu......

Ten thousand years have passed, and even Meng Po, who was waiting by Manzhu's side, sighed long.

When Manzhu was dazzling again, gorgeous and bewitching, Shahua came, lingering beside Manzhu and calling.

Manjoo, I won't forget you, I want you to be by my side.

Sha Hua looked at Manzhu lovingly, and tears fell like rain, dripping into the stamens.

The Buddha said: We only meet once in a lifetime, and Sha Hua drank Meng Po soup with a smile.

The Buddha said: We have violated the will of heaven, and we will never see each other in eternal life, and Shahua said, we don't want to meet once in a lifetime, and we don't want to forget each other.

We live forever together, no more separation, no more forgetting!

The sawa turns into a leaf on the stem of the manbead.

The flowers can bloom before the leaves fall, and the flowers and leaves have fallen, and they stay together in this way, forever.

Baili Qianmu didn't understand why she could see that distant thing through that manzhu shahua.

With a long sigh in my heart, looking at the sky, looking at the endless sky, the ancient gods, really can't bear love?

No!

What the ruler of the pure and high cannot tolerate is the union of gods and demons, and the love of gods and demons.

If you think about it, what a beautiful thing it is to be able to love each other, so why should we care about race? What about status? These things outside of love.

Baili Qianmu's hands sealed, sealing the Manzhu Sawa on Baigu's shoulder.

From now on, be an ordinary person, and from now on be an ordinary person with your Manzhu, and stay together with each other.

Baigu was amputated by Baili Qianmu in his deep sleep and had his necrotic calf below the knee, but Baili Qianmu installed a prosthetic leg for him, and as long as he practiced diligently, he could walk like a normal person.

The sealed Manzhu Sawa broke out of his body again, and the bewitching bloom on Baigu's shoulders, unyielding to compete with Baili Qianmu.

"Now that you have forgotten the past, why bother to remember it, you should cherish it. The main force of the sky is overwhelming, mercy, etc., give you marriage, why not cherish it!

It takes hundreds of thousands of years to make a true manju sawa flower, which is the result of the tears of the two of you, and takes away all the blood of one of you.

Now that the curse has been broken and the marriage has been completed, why give up? ”