The singing and dancing on the field retreated at some point.

There are attendants who push up a screen made of six-sided tulle from the field, blocking the center of the field solidly, and what is particularly striking is that all those screens are installed under round wheels, and only one person can move the whole screen, which is very convenient to look at.

Suddenly, the lights on the field dimmed.

Only the light behind the tulle screen was faintly revealed, reflecting the graceful figure of a woman, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

At this moment, a woman's mournful voice came from the scene: "He said...... In the next life, you will ride a white horse and wear a red coat and come to pick me up like you did back then......"

Feng Duhan's hand couldn't help but tremble, and the wine in the white jade cup spilled on his sleeve.

It was Du Wei's voice, but at this moment, it sounded like a world away to him.

Her voice was so poignant, faint......

The sound of stone chime and wooden fish gradually sounded, and a majestic male voice said: "Make a big fuss about Santuchuan and pour Meng Tang privately, have you ever exchanged what you want?" ”

The woman said quietly: "Everything is according to fate, you can be free......"

The Huiwu host, who was sitting at the table, opened his eyes suddenly, clasped his hands together, and muttered the Buddha's name.

As Du Wei's voice disappeared, the sound of the piano gradually rose, and the percussion of the wooden fish and the stone chime sounded alternately, interspersed with the low chanting sound, peaceful and far-reaching, like flowing water one after another, as if the entire sky tower was shrouded in a sacred and distant place.

The two tulle screens in the middle slowly opened to the sides, and in the faint light, Du Wei was dressed in a white gauze plain suit, standing on an arched pontoon bridge, and appeared.

In the dim shimmer, Du Wei's eyes flickered, and her singing voice sounded: "I still remember the pity in the smoke and rain of your previous life, the pity in the corner of your eyes, I sewed a long coat for you, and you pulled my hair in a bun; In the troubled times, I was displaced for half my life, and I couldn't grow old with you, and now I can't sing a song on the bridge, I'm waiting for you here......"

Behind the six screens, the lights gradually brightened, and a pair of men and women appeared, although they were only shadows, but just looking at the action, you could feel that they were a loving couple, but in the end, they were separated by life and death due to the troubled times.

Du Wei stood on the bridge, dressed in fluttering clothes, singing softly, as if she could disappear with the wind at any time.

"I poured Meng Po Tang to worship Bodhi, stuck to the memories of my previous life, and held this side of the void in my arms, I have no sorrow or joy...... Looking back at the sky in the corner of the underworld, who is sighing softly, a hundred years of time and other flowering periods, can I see you again......"

Du Wei's eyes suddenly burst out with brilliance, like the golden light of the Buddha hall, shining with brilliance.

Not only was it cold and cold, but even the King of England and others were all stunned by this scene at this time.

They originally thought that what they enjoyed was nothing more than a song and dance, but they didn't think that Du Wei had brought them into a dream. Crazy men and women, the two were happy with each other at the beginning, and the difference between life and death later was just a line between them.

The six screens on the stage slowly rotated, the background behind Du Wei suddenly changed, and a prosperous human scroll unfolded from behind her.

"I quietly returned to the world, from the lake embankment to the top of the mountain, looking for that familiar face, just to see it."

Du Wei's eyes showed a look of anticipation, and she walked from the bridge step by step.

The figure behind the screen also changed, who was singing and dancing lightly, and who was talking and laughing lightly? On the city wall not far away, the familiar figure faintly appeared.

"But I saw you in the city wall, with the beautiful flowers, the peach-red and willow-green riverbank, like you and me; You are tying the knot with her, vows word by word, but I suddenly saw the joy of the previous life, you and I are in love with each other. ”

Relying on the fence to soothe hatred, the road is endless, the rain falls on wet clothes, the flowers crush the remnants of spring, once the flowers in front of the hall to explain the flowers, and now they are sorry for the soul.

Feng Duhan only felt as if his chest was blocked by something, and he felt a faint pain.

How could she write such words, and how could she compose such a song, is it not her own experience? Or maybe she herself is a wisp of soul in her previous life that refuses to fly away, because she is attached to something, and she is unwilling to leave......

Suddenly, he remembered the previous Buddha's prediction: those who have lost their souls want to return to heaven, and they are disgusted with the cycle of life and death......

His breathing couldn't help but become short, and he reached out and squeezed the white jade cup tightly, as if he wanted to grab something, but no matter how tightly he held the cup, his heart was just empty, as if he had been hollowed out......

Six screens slowly moved behind Du Wei, and the background changed with it.

"If I stay here and now, will you remember; In the previous life, you said that if I died, you would marry ...... in the next life."

There was a soft "click", and the white jade cup in Feng Duhan's hand was crushed by him, but at this time, everyone's eyes were on Du Wei on the field, but fortunately no one noticed it.

Du Wei's singing voice seems to gather from all directions, not only passing through everyone's ears, but going straight to the heart, escaping into the bottom of the heart, devouring the most fragile and soft memories in everyone's heart.

The stone chime sounded clearly, echoing and circling with the sound of the wooden fish, Du Wei's eyes were clear, with a faint sadness: "Now the pity in the corner of your eyes has fallen on her forehead, and the silk bamboo plays a long memory, and I have a few tears at the end of the song. ”

Du Wei suddenly turned her back, a green silk fluttered in all directions, wisps of silk, like a waterfall pouring, straight down a shoulder of a hundred knots of melancholy, dashing turn, with plain clothes flying around, with a few resolutes, a few helpless.

Returning to the arch bridge, Du Wei's singing voice gradually slowed down: "I returned to the Buddha, telling what I saw in the world, the Buddha said that everything is an obsession, and letting go is also fate, you are a hundred years ago, a period of clouds and smoke in the past, I am willing to use forgetting to fulfill, and see you again in the next life." ”

The six screens were brought together again, and the lights on the field were dimmed again.

Feng Duhan's heart suddenly became inexplicably anxious, he finally knew what he wanted to grasp, if he missed this moment, he would not even have a chance to regret it.

Du Wei's singing voice was faint, and the sound of the stone chime was clear again, accompanied by the sound of wooden fish.

"When I came to the Nai He Bridge, I picked up half a bowl of Meng Po, and the lingering of my previous life was vivid in front of me."

Du Wei's clothes flew up, and she suddenly smiled at everyone, and suddenly the fragrance appeared, like the clouds opening and the moon dew, and her fair face reflected the green silk pouring on her shoulders, like a dream.

Twilight stood up sharply, reaching out as if trying to grab her, and for a moment, he forgot how far they were, and he felt that he could reach her with just one hand.

However, Du Wei turned around and jumped off the other section of the arch bridge like a puff of green smoke.

The six screens immediately closed, and everyone couldn't see where Du Wei had jumped, only to see a dark dark behind the tulle, like a bottomless dark lake, as if Du Wei had jumped into the reincarnation of the next life and never disappeared again.

Feng Duhan held his breath violently, and swallowed back the name that he almost called out, and by the time he came back to his senses, a thin layer of sweat was already on his back.

Fortunately, at this time, everyone's eyes were attracted by the closed screen, and they didn't notice Feng Duhan's gaffe just now.

Selucently, Du Wei's leisurely singing voice came from behind the screen, and her clear voice was like an ice stream melting, flowing through the cascading mountains and forests: "The lights of the next world are a few days, who is walking on the music, and who is standing on the bank of the river, looking back and can't see through it......"

Wind Twilight stood there silently, until the King of England was the first to recover from the shock just now, and called, "Son! He sat down slowly, his thin lips pursed.

Obviously, this song aroused the thoughts of countless people, especially those female dependents, who all covered their faces with handkerchiefs and secretly wiped their tears.

In this world of three wives and four concubines, it is not as common for men to like the new and please the old, but who has ever sympathized with the sorrow of women.

When the love is strong, the love becomes thinner, and there is a strong love to Jiao'e, only to hear the newcomer in front of the hall laughing, who sees the old man Bo Qiluo.

Even the queen and Concubine Li were deeply involved, and they couldn't extricate themselves for a while.