Chapter 437: Memories of the Past
I don't know how long I walked, but the woman finally came to a dilapidated and abandoned temple.
She sat slumped on the ground, and in front of her was a statue of Buddha covered in cobwebs. The Buddha statue sits upright, and the Buddha's eyes are compassionate, looking down at all beings.
Only at this time, the woman raised her head, she and the eyes of the Buddha statue met, and her expression was full of hideous and distorted hatred, and then she laughed as if she was crazy.
She smiled, a shrill and hoarse laugh, in the darkness of the night, far and wide. It's like crying at night. Then the poor woman stretched out her hand and cut open her belly with her own hand, and then she dug out a baby with an umbilical cord attached to her belly alive.
Blood, intestines, and amniotic fluid poured out of the woman's belly, and she grabbed the baby in her hand, smiling and seeming to cry bitterly.
Then she looked at the Buddha statue in front of her, gasped and said,
"People are born with sin. She was born as the seed of the beast. Now, I am so badly wounded, almost out of oil, that I am no longer able to support myself, and I have only one death. But if I don't take revenge, I won't turn a blind eye to death, so I can only use the evil seed of the beast to wash away the hatred in my heart!"
The woman spoke word by word, and in her expression, she was completely crazy, her eyes were hideous, and she was completely eroded by hatred.
Saying this to the ruined Buddha statue, the woman laughed again, and then laughed, and with her rough, dirty hands, she grabbed the baby, and then laughed maniacally, and slowly sent her into her mouth.
It is said that tiger poison does not eat children. But today, she is going to devour the baby alive. In this way, he washed the hatred in his heart. Revenge on that person.
"I'm sorry, if you want to blame, blame yourself for your bad life......"
The baby was sent into her mouth little by little. But when she brought the baby to her mouth, her crazy and hideous eyes were blood-red, and two lines of bloody tears slipped down her face. Then she slowly closed her mouth, and her white teeth seemed to bite the baby to death.
But at this time, the Buddha statue sitting on the lotus platform cracked with a "click". From the two eyes of the Buddha statue, two lines of blood and tears seemed to pour out the same. The Buddha's eyes were lowered, he looked down at the mother and daughter in front of him, and his eyebrows were already cracked.
Tears fell to the ground in the Buddha's eyes. Then, unbelievably, the moment these two tears of blood fell on the ground, they turned into raging flames and burned.
This flame is red.
The red flames swayed, as if the world was set on fire. At this moment, the mother and daughter, as well as this Buddha statue, seemed to be in the sea of red lotus fire. The flames burned brightly, turning the entire world into a sea of purgatory. But the flame burned, and the woman didn't feel the slightest burning pain.
She stared blankly at the Buddha statue in front of her, a little unable to believe everything around her. And at this time, in the flickering flames, the Buddha statue looked at her, as if it had come to life, and his Buddha eyes looked straight at the woman.
"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south. ”
"She was born sinful. Her sin is that she should not have been born as your child. ”
"You are also guilty. ”
But killing her will not wash away your sins, nor will it redeem the hatred in your heart. ”
"You are her mother, and she was born and owed you the grace of childbirth. But that's all. ”
"Just because you gave birth to her doesn't mean you have the right to take her life. ”
"What you should do is raise her and use her to get revenge and kill that man. This is your salvation. ”
The Buddha's lips moved slightly, and it seemed to be muttering constantly.
Accompanied by the words of the Buddha statue, the woman's expression was stunned. Slowly, she took the baby out of her mouth. She looked at the child in her hand, her eyes glazed,
"I shouldn't have killed her, should I use her to avenge me?"
She repeated the words, and then a smile appeared on her face that she had never seen before. She smiled, looked up, and looked at the Buddha statue, which was also smiling. And in her hands, the newborn baby, is crying.
......
In the darkness, pictures kept appearing in front of Huijue's eyes.
He looked at these pictures one by one, and his expression was full of consternation. Of course, at the beginning, in his heart, there were doubts. But soon, looking at everything in front of him, he vaguely knew what these pictures were.
These are all Fan Yixiao's mental landscapes. It's what she's seen, what has happened.
Lu Xiaosheng was chased and killed by the rivers and lakes, and when he could not protect himself, he abandoned the woman he swore to love and fled for his life alone. At that time, this poor woman was already pregnant for nine months and was about to give birth.
So, there was this scene.
These seem to be Fan Yixiao's memories. Maybe at that time, she was not yet born, but these scenes, her spiritual sense, were also aware of them. And it has always been deeply engraved in her soul.
People are actually able to keep track of all the memories of their lives. All that is heard, all that is seen, and all that is felt with the mind. It's just that most of the memories will gradually be buried in the depths of the mind and cannot be remembered. And Fan Yixiao is different, she is a cultivator. Tracing back to one's own soul, one will naturally be able to see one's first memories.
"You see ......"
"Yes, that's how I was born, and when I was born, I was almost bitten to death by my own mother. ”
As the pictures disappeared one by one, Fan Yixiao's voice sounded from Huijue's ears.
"It's really interesting. Inside this door, which is called "no turning back", is it the most memorable mental scenery in people's hearts, projected?"
Fan Yixiao said again.
Her voice, still calm, didn't seem to be shaken by it.
But hearing Fan Yixiao's words, Huijue's heart felt some sympathy and pity inexplicably.
However, at this time, Fan Yixiao just said calmly again,
"Even if at that time, I did die in my mother's mouth, I would not have the slightest resentment, because she did nothing wrong. And my resentment will only be left to the brute who brought tragedy to my mother. Besides, at that time, there were no Buddha statues with tears at all. The tears of the Buddha statue are just something that the mother herself imagined when she was dying. ”
She thought that she had seen the Buddha statue open her mouth, and that the Buddha statue had told her such a path, but she didn't know that it was just an excuse she had made for herself. ”