Twenty steps away from Baoling, Guan Wen heard her irrepressible sobbing.

On the other side of the high slope is the land of Nepal on the other side of the border, that is, the homeland of Princess Chaoge. The fallen leaves return to the roots, and the souls of people return, this farewell, the princess of Chaoge in Baoling's thoughts will not exist, she will return to herself, from body to heart, and become a real Hong Kong Baoling.

Guan Wen approached, Baoling stopped sobbing, folded her hands, and bowed deeply into the distance.

"It's over like this, after the end is a new beginning, don't be too sad, that's what the soul of Princess Chaoge doesn't want to see." Guan Wen whispered comfort.

"For so many years, those nightmares have been my motivation to stay alive, and I have been trying to find their source and crack them...... Now, the dream is shattered, and I always feel that I killed Princess Chaoge-"

Guan Wen smiled bitterly and asked, "Why do you think like this?"

The death of Princess Chaoge is the life of Baoling, a death and a life, and it is the two ends of the yin and yang realms, building boundaries but no intersection. Therefore, the death of the former has nothing to do with the life of the latter.

"Originally, her soul could live in my nightmares, boundless, unlimited, fluttering, like an untied boat. Although she is unhappy, she can always live with obsession. She is gone, and the existence of her soul at least proves that she ever lived. Even though there has never been a record of her in history, I know her existence and know her history, and I am her only audience and listener. This time, the dream was shattered, and so was her soul. Since then, the person of Princess Chaoge has disappeared forever, leaving no trace, like a torrential rain washing over the long street, sweeping away, leaving only a line of clean bluestone slabs......"

In this way, it was like a giant hammer hitting Guan Wen's chest, causing his internal organs to shift and his face to change greatly.

He remembered that in "Eight Births and Eight Deaths of the Heavenly Dragon", Tang Jue unmistakably said that the "death" after a person experiences a reincarnation is not really death, and it will disappear completely after the cycle of eight births and eight deaths.

So, this time Princess Chaoge even died out of her soul, isn't it the last "death" in the process of "eight lives and eight deaths"? That is the real death, the god, the soul, and other people's memories of her, all of which have passed away with the wind, leaving no trace.

"Go back, it's over." He held Baoling's arm and wanted to take her back. The past is gone, and they must firmly face the future, take responsibility, and achieve something, which is the most important thing.

Suddenly, a strange wind swirled under the high slope, and it rolled up all the way, and the sand and gravel all over the ground flew endlessly.

Guan Wen hugged Baoling and hid her face under his clothes.

The strange wind circled and danced around the two, and suddenly there was an ethereal and illusory song in the wind. The singer is a young woman and the lyrics are all in Nepali.

"It's her, it's her!" Bao Ling screamed.

"Princess Chaoge, can you show up? Baoling and I are grateful. Guan Wen asked loudly.

The song rang for a while, and the wind that swept them back toward the border, blowing the withered grass on the ground swaying all the way. After crossing the border, the gust of wind swayed in the air, gradually transforming into a vague human form, with fluttering clothes and dancing with the wind.

"It's her! It's her! Bao Ling exclaimed in a low voice, suddenly opened his arms, and pounced forward. If Guan Wen hadn't hugged her in time, she would have almost fallen down the high slope.

"Guan Wen, it's her, I feel her breath and thoughts, that's Princess Chaoge, it's mine...... My ......" she choked up several times, but she never finished the sentence "my past life".

Just imagine that a person on this side of the border and the soul of a past life on the other side of the border is equivalent to losing the most unforgettable thing in the mind, losing all history, and losing the other half of the soul. Even though Princess Chaoge brought her endless nightmares, when she understood Princess Chaoge's suffering experience, those nightmares became part of her thoughts. She was no longer resentful, only pity, pity for the tragic past she had experienced in her previous life.

"Come back, I'll take you away, take you out of Nepal...... The palace of Xia Ri has become a rubble and ruins, go back with me, we will definitely be able to live in peace, or I will ask the high monks to chant sutras to surpass you, enter the six realms of reincarnation as soon as possible, and form a relationship with the next life as soon as possible. Anyway, come with me and don't go back there...... It's uninhabitable......" Bao Ling was weak, half sitting and half kneeling on the ground, waving to the apparition.

Guan Wen didn't know how to persuade him, his chest was always hot, and the tears that refused to flow from his eyes poured down.

He was accustomed to seeing the parting between men and women, men and women, and the lovers who cried and shouted "goodbye", but he had never seen the parting between the people of this world and the souls of the previous lives. This is a real farewell, which cannot be controlled by human beings, and it surpasses human imagination and completely enters the category of metaphysics and magic.

Eventually, the sudden whirlwind dissipated and disappeared silently.

Baoling said "ah", fell forward in despair, and couldn't cry, only hot tears.

Guan Wen hugged her for the second time, patted her on the back, and comforted her softly: "Cry, just cry, it's okay to cry, those things are not for us to decide."

"What she sings is - time is like flowing water, and I can't wait for the east. Don't hesitate when the time comes, Shaoguang is the most fleeting. The sound is really beautiful. Baoling said.

At some point, Baoling's tears had wet Guan Wen's chest.

"Send you a thousand miles, and there will be a farewell. Goodbye, goodbye......" Baoling looked at the direction of the wind, gently prostrate on the ground, and made a great gift of five bodies to the ground with great piety.

Guan Wen's nose was slightly sour, this kind of legendary story of causal cycle and reincarnation is a bridge often quoted by editors and writers, but this time it appeared vividly in front of his eyes. He is not Baoling, and he can't fully understand her sadness, but seeing her liver and intestines broken, crying on the ground, his heart is also rubbed vigorously, and he can't be at peace for a moment.

The car returned to Tashilhunpo Monastery, and Gu Tingcheng chartered a guest house adjacent to the family hotel to settle his friends. Then, she invited the most brilliant doctors from Kaze and Lhasa to prescribe a prescription for the diagnosis. The qiē she did for the shirt was all to repay him for sacrificing his life to save him in the Xia Ri Palace, and it had nothing to do with the feelings of men and women.

The situation is improving, which makes Guan Wen feel very relieved.

Gao Xiang was very happy about their return, and went in and out to help take care of the shirts.

"Guan Wen, accompany me to see the Red Flame Venerable." After settling down, Gu Tingcheng said to Guan Wen.

Guan Wen said goodbye to Baoling, got into Gu Qingcheng's off-road vehicle, and rushed to Lhasa together.

Previously, Gu Qingcheng had already contacted the Red Flame Venerable who had just recovered from a serious illness by phone, and the other party promised to meet. After the catastrophe of the death of the Wind Crane, the Red Flame Venerable and the big man were attacked by the Golden Cicada of the Blue Dragon Society, and all of them were hospitalized, and now they have just recovered and returned to their residence to recuperate.

"Guan Wen, I have always had a concern, since I listened to the rap teachings of Caidan Dajie and Master Sancher. Since everyone has a past life, I am worried that when a person finds a past life, he will forget about this life and become someone else with an empty body. That way, the memory of you in my mind will be completely gone. I know that Baoling has said the same thing to you, so I'm sure she has the same concerns. In the speeding car, a faint bitterness appeared on Gu Tingcheng's face.

The battle to exterminate the demons is like a dam facing a burst embankment, no one can stop the flood, all of them are submerged in it, and they can't control themselves. No one can guarantee that they will survive safely, let alone that after the catastrophe, their thoughts are still pure and today.

"Yes, she did." Guan Wen admitted frankly.

The wound on his shoulder had not yet healed, and the pain from being bitten by Baoling himself was still fresh for a long time.

"If biting a scar can make people remember it forever, and never forget it in a few lifetimes, I am willing to try." Gu Qingcheng smiled bitterly.

She opened the window, turned the stereo to the maximum, and played all the way east, all the way to the song.

Venerable Chiyan was lying on the meditation bed in the ashram room to receive them, his face was gray and yellow, his spirit was extremely poor, and he had oxygen tubes stuffed in his nostrils. Compared to the last time we were separated, it was as if he was suddenly thirty years older.

"I look forward to your appearance...... It's been a long time, and what you want is right there, in that jar...... I'm sure it's yours, I can feel it, it belongs to you, you are its master......" Venerable Red Flame pointed to a Tibetan silver jar at the head of the bed, panting and telling Gu Chengcheng.

The jar is flat, half a foot high and one foot in diameter, and is engraved with countless ancient Tibetan characters.

The age of the jar must have been extremely old, and the original bright silver body of the jar had been covered with layers of black-brown silver rust, turning into an authentic iron black.

"Turn it on." Red Flame Venerable said.

Gu Tingcheng walked over slowly, held the lotus button on the lid of the jar with his right hand, and took a deep breath. The lid is not heavy, and the fastening with the body of the can is not tight, so it should be easy to lift, but under her hand, it seems to weigh thousands of catties, and it takes Qi Shen Dantian and five fingers to lift it.

"Do you want me to help you?" Guan Wen walked over.

Gu Qingcheng closed his eyes and inhaled deeply again, his chest kept rising and falling, and cold sweat was already oozing from his forehead.

"Don't worry." Guan Wen said.

"Rest assured what?" Gu Qingcheng asked with his eyes closed.

"Some people and things will not change due to the changes of time and space, and once they meet, they will be immortal forever. Allure, even if you become another person, my feelings for you will not change. Big deal, we get to know each other anew, start anew, just like we just met in this life. Guan Wen replied softly.

He never spoke sweet words to anyone, and every word he said flowed from the bottom of his heart, and his words were sincere and never false.

"Since joining the ranks of bounty hunters, I have been through a hundred battles and have brushed shoulders with death more than a dozen times. The Middle East theater, the coup d'état in Egypt, the Russian bandit nest, the Icelandic terrorist base...... Anytime I go in and out, I can get out of any dangerous place, and there has never been the word 'afraid' in the dictionary of life. But this time, my heart was beating like a drum, as if my life was about to change drastically as soon as I lifted the lid. Guan Wen, I regret it now, I regret that I asked you to accompany you to Lhasa. Because of you, I am full of attachment to this world, and I am no longer the number one female bounty hunter in the world before......" Gu Qingcheng's eyes suddenly filled with tears.

Every girl has the most helpless moments, and she is no exception. No matter how tough and stubborn you are on the outside, you can't get rid of the innate shackles of people in your heart.

"Ahem, ahem...... Child, come here, I tell you—" Venerable Red Flame coughed violently for a while, and then beckoned to Gu Qingcheng in a low voice.

Gu Qingcheng walked to the bed, hung his head and listened to the teachings.

"I believe that since you have the courage to come here, you have to take that responsibility. Don't be ashamed of your timidity, even the most fearless sages in Tibetan Buddhism have some negative thoughts in the gap between their souls and in the darkness of their practice. It's like when we light a lamp and hold it high, where there is light that is illuminated, there will be dark places that cannot be illuminated. Then, we must not stop lighting the lamp because of the 'darkness', which is the most obvious truth. Actually, I can't give you strength, it's like a lamp, I can't help people get rid of demons, kill enemies, and I can't help people climb mountains, wade through water, drill rocks, or build bridges, because it's just a lamp......" Venerable Chiyan stopped coughing, and his voice was as calm as a river flowing quietly.

Guan Wen listened equally humbly, in his heart, Venerable Chiyan was a Tibetan elder with infinite wisdom, and every time he met him, he would improve himself.

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