With a wild smile in his mouth, the wounded heart with no skin was already stiff and blackened, and his expression was full of gloomy and evil spirits: "With the attachment of the previous life, the oath of being with you in the life and the world, I have been looking for you thousands of times, tossing and turning in the world, the ethereal red dust has not changed your former appearance, but it has changed your heart that you don't know Langjun." How can this vast world be fair? Xiaoxiao, waiting is the longest old man in his life, this life, I am in the old watch, after a long wait, I don't have to wait any longer, from now on I want to hold you firmly, hold on to you, don't let you get lost in this vast sea of people, whether it is the world or the underworld, whether life or death, I have decided to never let go. ”

"But, Engong, she is still gone, and you, don't be obsessed and suffer yourself. When she is gone, she may still be as determined to go as before, and your futility will only lead you to no return. ”

"Nonsense, you nonsense." He roared angrily, and lowered his teary eyes: "Yes, I can't defeat this law of heaven and earth in the end, even if people see each other, why should they be separated?" ”

As he spoke, he slowly turned to anger and anger, and his fire-breathing gaze gave rise to a determination to die.

"But so what, this fate is unfair, I will fight with fate to the end."

Hu Jiu'er was frightened: "Don't do it, in this way, if you don't say that your thousand-year-old cultivation will be ruined, I'm afraid that you will commit a heinous crime, and Engong will never turn over from now on." ”

"I don't care, I can't take care of it, I can't wait any longer for this miserable river, and I can't bear the pain of parting anymore. If I don't have Xiaoxiao, what is the use of my cultivation for thousands of years? He has a body that is capable of everything, but he can't do anything to save his own woman, you say, what does this cultivation want him to do? With that, he quickly turned into a cloud of black smoke, swirled out, and hurried away.

"Engong, Engong......." Fox Jiu'er hurriedly chased.

........

The smoke in front of the light cage, but by the bridge, the distant bell trembled lightly, sounded faintly in the sky, and then sank ........

"What a bridge" Sun Meng whispered, unconsciously walking for so long, and the reluctant singing of the dead soul day and night in her ears made her suddenly realize that she was already a dead soul.

Stopped, reluctant in his eyes, looked back, and was entangled. I don't want to think about it, I can't bear to look at it anymore, just let the boat of memory run aground, the sea is chestnut, at this moment, the wind and waves are already a thing of the past.

"If you are thirsty, drink a bowl of soup." Looking up, on the bridge, Meng Po leisurely picked up the soup bowl and persuaded those who were either calm, hideous, fearful, or half-pushed, and trembling slightly.

She walked forward slowly, and legend has it that after drinking Meng Po soup, she will forget all grievances and grievances, forget all the ties in this life and this life, and have no worries. She stood in front of Meng Po with a stunned expression, although Meng Po was old, her voice was as loud as a bell: Drink, drink and you will have no sorrow and trouble, drink, hurry up.

She was about to take the bowl of divine soup, but she heard a rapid roar from afar: "You crazy woman, you bewitch the public, see if I don't demolish your stall, smash your Sendai, and lift your fairy bowl." ”

Before the words fell, I saw the rows of fairy bowls placed in Sendai shattered to the ground.

That Meng Po was anxious: "Where is the madman, who is making trouble here, come, quickly arrest me." ”

Suddenly, as soon as Chen fought, everyone fled in panic, and in a mess, the soup stall of Meng Po was already dilapidated.

Sun Meng looked carefully, and her heart trembled, as if she had been hit by thunder and lightning, and was stunned, only to find that the madman in front of her was actually Bai Mo, she unconsciously gasped, dazed, like a wood carving. She was very anxious, and she knew in her heart that Bai Mo's anger was reckless, and everything was because of her, but he was so reckless that he would definitely commit a big taboo and bear a big punishment.

Sure enough, in an instant, the sky suddenly changed, and the inky black clouds were black and black, squeezing the ground low, and the ground was heavy, as if it was about to fall down at any time, making people tremble with timidity. Another bright light swirled out, and the big net of gossip swirled bigger and bigger, whistling indifferently forming a wisp of hurricane, violently passing through the sky, and when the light became more and more intense, it suddenly shrouded Bai Mo's head under the exclamation of everyone. Sun Meng was frightened, his face was full of tears, and his expression was weak and helpless. Just when a bright light was about to trap him, he suddenly pounced, came to Sun Meng's side, and pushed her out with all his strength.

When the line of sight in front of her suddenly widened, a bright and dazzling light, she looked carefully, and what appeared in front of her was the time boundary between black and white, and she was pushed back to the yang realm by white ink at the junction of yin and yang.

But in another place, the power of that beam of light, Bai Mo's hands had already made his head clenched, he was clearly in pain, his face was twisted to hideous, roaring, in the already infinitely gloomy black tide, the earth of the huge sound wave impact was shaking violently, a dull magic roar, emitting an apocalyptic roar, and every corner was flashing with terrifying blood.

There were earth-shattering sounds, roars, erupted and spread like thunder, and such a face, like a rolling and churning river of blood, stood in a gloomy purgatory, tenacious as a statue, stubborn as a castle, no matter how much pain he had, whistling in front of him like a violent wind, he still looked proud of ......

Sun Meng was in a hurry, seeing that the silver light of the beam, like a knife, was inserted directly from the top of her head, and like an invisible rope of light, it was rotating and binding him, she was frightened, and she only shouted in a panic: "Don't, don't hurt him, Bai Mo, Bai Mo ......." ”

It was just another flash of golden light, and finally, no matter how Bai Mo broke free, he was no longer powerless to struggle.

He smiled, tears running across his face, and looked at her: "This soup is really not a good thing, there is no rock that really can't be moved, Xiaoxiao, the cruelest thing in the world is waiting, that waiting, the space chief is lonely ........." ”

She burst into tears, yes, he had already burned down physically and mentally in the long wait. This kind of bitterness and so on, isn't it a kind of torment, looking at the immobile Bai Mo who was bound in front of him, he knew that he would not be able to escape the great punishment.

If you can't snuggle up to each other for a long time, the endless life will only make people can't let go, she is willing to use the ashes, in exchange for him to be spared from punishment, she knows, thousands of years of love devastation, he waited too hard, if he still wants to be blamed, this in his immortal life, isn't it only painful for a long time, no one can be warm. Sun Meng thought like this, and kept kowtowing to the sky: "Please spare the Buddha, please let the Buddha let him go, if you can, I will replace him and punish me, I am the cause of the incident, I am a sinner, I am a sinner, I am ........"

Where the soul falls, the fragrance is exhausted, no matter how much wind and dust, plundered in time, there will be few in the end, all of them are a snap of the fingers, the fate gathers and scatters, and even the tired shadow is covered with wind and frost. Every scene of life, one reincarnation after another, will end with laughter, leaving behind the past, although there is always some attachment that has nowhere to place, but in helplessness, we must learn to let go.

She begged to use her life, even if the hazy soul disappeared, she would come in exchange for his innocence, let go and let herself give up everything.

She wept blood over and over again, and she slammed her head on the ground over and over again ....... blood.

But the ethereal voice in the sky still cooled her body and broke her heart.

"Bai Mo, you have broken the rules of heaven, how many souls in this Yin Dynasty and the underworld will be reincarnated with memories because of your mistakes, you are lost in your own obsession, but you make others not die well, and it is really unforgivable for people to continue the residual hatred of the past life and overlap with this life. Do you know the true meaning of this divine soup? When my Buddha preached 840,000,000 methods to teach sentient beings good karma, all in order to restore the pure original appearance. But I can't help all sentient beings understand the Fa, but I can't bear the hard work of sentient beings, so I set up this tea soup by the side of this Nai He Bridge, and after drinking this bowl of soup, all the love, hatred, and hatred in the previous life will be written off, and it will also make people have an afterlife. You have cultivated for many years, but you can't understand it, but you have spread wildness here, what is the reason? ”

As he spoke, the net of gossip tightened, and finally surrounded Bai Mo. Sun Meng saw it and hurriedly rushed towards him, but no matter what, he couldn't break through the barrier in front of him. No matter how much he screamed and begged for mercy, he could only look at him with a blank face, crying in pain.

"All sentient beings have Buddha nature, but they can't attain it because of delusional attachment, white ink, all dharma is to govern all minds, and the mind is quiet and self-eliminating. There is no definite law, everything depends on karma, and all sentient beings come immeasurably, and they are turned by things, and they all see the Dharma outside their minds, and they don't know their own nature. Originally, there was nothing, and there were ten thousand laws, and if there was a law outside the mind, it would become an evil opinion. You should be the manju sawa among the ten thousand flowers, and when he sees the nature of the day, he will prove his holy wisdom and be pure. The words of the Buddha sounded, and gradually as the voice slowly faded, the sound still echoed melodiously in the sky, until it disappeared, and everything returned to calm.

But in Sun Meng's heart, those words were like a sharp weapon, making her sit on the ground weakly.

As the words fell, I saw that the white ink instantly turned into a manzhu sawa group, slowly drifting towards the gorgeous manzhu sawa group...

Sun Meng panicked, the very gorgeous and vast sea of flowers, like a pouring mouth, drowning the white ink in it, so that she could no longer find it. She cried bitterly, and she was miserable, but she no longer knew which one was him? Each one of them swayed like him, and she almost fainted ....... collapse.

.......

In a blink of an eye, 2 years have passed, in the long river of days and nights, Sun Meng lives by memories, what comes to mind is the scene when he first brought her to this Qingyi Mountain, and what comes to mind is the appearance of meeting him in Shu, replaying it over and over again, and reminiscing again and again.

She lived in Qingyi Mountain, continuing his daily life before his death, as if only in this way could she put those thoughts in her heart to rest.

She planted a lot of Manju Sawa all over the mountains, and she liked the feeling of being surrounded by Manju Sawa, just like the embrace of love, his breath, which is the courage and persistence that encouraged her to wait.

As if waiting for someone, and as if this person was always by her side, she often muttered to herself, and often sat quietly in front of the door, telling her heart to the large manju sawa.

The flowers bloom so gorgeously, but it also makes people often have a good heart, those indelible memories of the previous life, and the invisible people can no longer be found in front of them, always lonely and swaying, the wind is her low cry, the sky has no clouds, the mountains are silent, such as the Huangquan Road that often rises in the heart, lonely and dark, also like the sigh of the soul, crying, helplessness, nostalgia and loss, everything, has become the worst voice in her heart, is the coldness of her heart.

She often searched for Manzhu Sawa in the group, muttered to herself, longed for one of them, and responded to her, she was still heartbroken, powerless, and there was a pain, you clearly knew that he was in front of you, but you couldn't catch it, couldn't find it, and his helplessness of not being able to speak must be like her, heartbroken.

Sun Wei also asked Lan'er to come to Wei with her cutie not long after.

"Miss, let's give the cutie a name, the cutie is more than two years old, and she doesn't have a name yet." On this day, Yun Ying and Lan'er said.

"Name?" Looking at the little man in front of her, Yuandudu's face was small, and her smile was like a mold of white ink, she sobbed and sobbed, this poor child is still like his brother, she Sun Meng, always owes them a perfect home, owes them a father.

"Let's call Bai Ziru, his father was always fierce in the past, I hope this child can be a little softer, and it's okay..... It's better not to be like his father and suffer less. ”

"This name is good, it has a meaning, and it sounds good, and the little cutie must like it very much." Lan'er said, looking at the little cutie. As soon as her words fell, Yun Ying asked again: "Miss, but have you decided?" From now on, are you really going to be lonely on this mountain for the rest of your life? ”

She nodded: "I've decided, I'm here with the cutie, waiting for his father." She is full of confidence and firmly believes that she is waiting to go home, just like Lang Jun who is far away, and will come back one day.

"Let's go down early." She pointed to the clouds: "This day is going to change again, you are going back late, I am afraid that the mountain road will be difficult to walk." ”

"Let's go, let's go, don't worry about me anymore, follow me, go back to Caofu." She got up and urged, and hurried up.

When Yunying and Lan'er were reluctant to leave, she looked at the boundless mountains, and there was a red Manzhu Shahua in front of her, she smiled with tears on her face, leaned over and asked the child beside her: "How about my mother give you a nickname, called Panpan?" ”

The little cutie listened, and suddenly clapped a pair of small hands: "Mother, the child likes this nickname, Panpan is so good, it is so good." ”

She was relieved, the word "panpan" was the hope and hope in her heart, and it was the waiting that supported her endless thoughts. She has to get used to loneliness, because those waiting for infinitely long, but she is not lonely, because she has a little cutie, and because there is someone who always accompanies her in her heart, warms the cold or bitter days in this world together, and waters the wounded heart with love and love, even if the soul is endless, what is more than life? Everything in this world will always exist with you in one way, just like this Manzhu Sawa who is all over the mountains, he and she look at each other day and day, and how can they ever go away.

"Mother, where is Daddy? Aunt Lan'er said that her father went to war, and the child hadn't seen her father and mother for a long time. The child misses him. The cutie muttered a small mouth, and Sun dreamed of it, pointing in front of him.

"You see, Daddy is in front of him, he, but I see Xiao Panpan every day, and when Xiao Panpan grows up and grows up, maybe, Daddy will come back."

When the little cutie heard this, she jumped and chirped happily, like a bird on the mountain, fluttering with excitement.

Yes, wait, maybe she will be able to wait for her own hope, even if she stays gray-haired, she firmly believes that one day, he will be like a warrior who has returned triumphantly, just as he met inside and outside the city gate before, and can continue the beauty of life. Besides, he never left.

Every day, she lingers among the Manzhu Sawa group, and is accustomed to watching the sunrise and sunset on this mountain with him like this, sitting on this mountain, counting the years and stars .......

She is not afraid to wait, because there is an unquenchable mind in waiting, all things flow, the Buddha said, everyone's fate has been arranged, everything is fate, she and his fate, just beginning to .......

What emerges in front of you, flows through your mind, and what you will meet in the future is like waking up from a dream, and you can't help but murmur out of your mouth:

Waiting for the red dust

Glitz and glamour

Life is painful and glamorous

It's a miserable river

I want to get rid of the disturbance of red dust

How many injuries parted

life

Reverent and gentle

The vicissitudes of life are marked every year

Engraved in the corner of the eye

The pleats hide the years

The smoke and waves on the other side are circulating

Prosperous three thousand

Among ordinary people

Can't put it down

I can't give it up

Buddha said

It's hard to get through

I don't remember if I had an appointment in my previous life

Otherwise search all the memories

but the heart is like a thick fog hanging over the river at dawn

Thinking about all the joy and sorrow no longer hurts the heart

However, the long wait by the bridge may have known the suffering of cause and effect in this life

Even if you are discouraged, whether it is to start from scratch again in the next life?

The cycle of life and death may be able to forget indelible memories

Or you can tie a relationship that has never been settled

The other side

Legend has it that there is a tranquility smelted by the years

It is also said that the water flows every day

When you go to the water poor, you should sit and watch the clouds rise

When I looked back, it finally became clear

Time gradually spreads out from the palm of your hand

But there wasn't even a ripple

The heart is like stopping water

Life is as melodious as a tune

And I have seen all the storms, joys, and sorrows of the world

The ferryman on the bridge by the Lechuan River

He said let's go

Don't wait

What should come will come

The ones that shouldn't be here are still on the way

The cause of this world

In the afterlife, there will be a time when we meet

life

It's a regular infall

Thousands of years of reincarnation, thousands of vicissitudes

I can't wait for a perfect life in these lifetimes

I didn't understand until the sun went down

Countless causes planted in this life

It is always creating countless fruits of this life

No matter how happy it is, there is always pain to accompany it

Put it down, let it go

Life has too much weight to bear

Let me plant a lotus flower in the lotus pond

Grow up with a Buddha heart

There will be a time of hope

Take the lotus throne to the place called the Pure Land

Take refuge in the Buddha and take refuge in the Sangha according to the law

Under the lotus

Water town in a dream

There was a wind blowing

There were clouds drifting by

Flying clothes

Floating leaves and fallen flowers generally flow in front of you

The tranquility of smelting

Scenery passing by

The people you have loved and the past you regret

Everyone Hongchen meets

This life

Thank you for walking with me