The white-clothed monk slowly raised his head and smiled slightly in the candlelight.

That smile is like a white lotus blooming, and the rain falling on the spiritual platform, light and beautiful.

"Buddha is destined to be a person. This benefactor, you are just my destined person! I have a fate with you, and I also have a catastrophe with you, so that night at the 'Ghost Sorrow' ferry, I took you on the boat, and I died because of you, this is my fate. ”

He rolled his eyes, the wonderful light flowed, and he glanced at Chen Hao: "And you are your own calamity, your heart, is your own hell, even darker than the real hell of the underworld, because in your heart, there is no light, all are criss-crossing scratches." If you can't get rid of the delusions in your heart, no one in the three thousand worlds will be able to save you!"

Chen Hao fell silent and did not speak.

In this dark space transformed by his obsession, the darkness is as thick as substance.

Even though there was a little heart lamp lit by the white-clothed monk, the thick darkness was still overwhelming.

The butterfly suddenly began to cry.

"Chen Hao, do you know, on the fifteenth day of July, you originally made an appointment with me, after dusk under the full moon bridge to meet, I originally wanted to take care of my blind mother after dinner and come over, who knew that day to the halfway road, I heard that the flash flood broke out, I thought you didn't see me, naturally will leave, so quickly turn home to find my mother, who knows that I haven't arrived home yet, the flood is too fast, long ago washed away, I was rescued by the boat Zhao Boss, he took me along the road paddling to find my mother, but I couldn't find ...... at all"

She cried into tears: "Later, although I escaped, I was condemned by God, and I was sent to 'ghost sorrow', and I was attacked by wild beasts, poisonous insects, and wicked people all day long, and I often did not have enough to eat. I lived there every day in fear, thinking that I killed my mother and deserved such a punishment, but later I found out that it was because of you, in order to wait for me, the flood came and refused to leave, hugging the pillar and dying, you died because of me, I carried two lives, one is you, the other is my mother, so I will be sent to such a wild place as ghosts and sorrows, and suffer day and night!"

"Do you think you're the only one who is being tortured, don't you know what I'm suffering now?!"

"Chen Hao, we have both endured the pain brought by each other to ourselves, the ninth life entanglement, maybe it is because we owe each other in one life, so we will see each other in one life, so let me return everything to you in this life......"

There was silence in the darkness.

Chen Hao slowly lowered his head, thoughtfully, the void figure loomed under the illumination of a little heart lamp, as if his mind was also flickering.

The butterfly slowly raised her hand and touched her sideburns.

A flash of silver light between the hairs!

Chen Hao was vigilant, and immediately released a big move "Slaughter Seal Blood Annihilation", and suddenly the blood shadow flashed in mid-air, and a light seal slammed into the butterfly, hitting her body backwards!

The butterfly spurted out a mouthful of blood from the sky, and its weak body fell lightly like a fallen leaf, and the "phoenix tail needle" in its hand was scattered on the ground, emitting a few faint rays of light.

She was dying.

Chen Hao looked at her and suddenly walked forward.

There was a frightened glint in the nightmare's eyes, and she tried her best to lift herself up and move back, but she couldn't move a bit.

Chen Hao's figure slowly knelt down in front of her.

"I'm sorry! Butterfly Nightmare ......" His voice was full of pain and remorse: "I thought you were going to kill me, the soul devouring poison of the 'phoenix tail needle' happens to be the nemesis of the undead, I'm sorry......"

At the moment when he made a move, he had already seen clearly, the fingers raised by the butterfly, and the silver needle she was holding, were pointing at her own throat, and he suddenly understood that she was planning to commit suicide to repay the wrongs of the ninth generation, and he wanted to retract the move, but as soon as the "Slaughter Seal Blood Annihilation" came out, it could not be taken back at all!

So he could only watch as the person he loved for the ninth generation died under the "slaughter seal blood annihilation"!

At that moment, his heart was tense, and the heart that had stopped beating for a long time suddenly felt a huge pain, and at that moment, he finally understood that even if he had endured the pain and suffering of the ninth generation, he still loved her, and he still didn't want to watch her die.

He slowly stretched out his hand, his empty fingers, touching the butterfly's face.

That face was so beautiful that he was fascinated, and he loved Jiusheng, even if it was now pale without a trace of blood, but in his eyes, it was still amazingly beautiful.

His fingers were cold, like ten thousand years of ice, and they touched the face of the butterfly, and the butterfly trembled.

Chen Hao withdrew his hand, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

"Between us, after all, there are two lifetimes apart, and we can never be together again, as a ninth-generation undead, I have gathered too much resentment and hatred on my body, and I will inevitably suffer from God's punishment in the future, even if I am willing to be transformed by a monk, in the next life, I will not be a human again!

Two tears dripped down from Chen Hao's eyes and landed on the ground with a crisp sound.

Something seems to be broken.

The butterfly was lying on the ground weakly, feeling that she was slowly dying, in the dark, but a trace of wind blew from nowhere, slightly, gently, like a spring breeze blowing, she seemed to feel the breath of spring, flowers in full bloom, full of vitality.

The life that was passing away from his body bit by bit was slowly returning to his body.

She heard someone speak softly, like a whisper: "Butterfly, do you know? When I first saw you, you were picking flowers on the hillside, and the butterflies were flying around you, and you leaned down and sniffed at the flowers, and the beauty of that bow your head eclipsed everything in heaven and earth." After that, no matter how reincarnation is in the ninth life, I will remember you at that time, and every life I see it, I will see it at the beginning like the first life......"

"The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is pleasing to the children and the children do not know. On the paper in my heart, I draw your appearance, every stroke, every trace, all record thousands of years of thoughts, the east wind on the paper has not gone, and the pen and see lovesickness. I used the ninth life to wait for you to look back, but I didn't wait after all. ”

"I'm gone, to a place where I'll never see you again, to a day where I'll never think of you, and now, our grievances are over, our karma is broken, and we'll never see you again, then...... Farewell!"

The last three words, like a spring breeze, disappeared into the darkness.

The tears in the butterfly's eyes flowed down and could not be stopped.

She knew that Chen Hao was gone, and he quietly left after using all his spiritual power to "reverse the spring breeze" to revive her.

He finally accepted the degree of the white-clothed monk.

It's just that when he re-enters samsara, where will his next life be, and what will it be? She had no way of knowing.

The heart lamp in mid-air was still burning, but the flame was much smaller, as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

The white-clothed monk next to the lamp, with his face like white paper, sat cross-legged as if he had settled down.

"Monk, monk......" Butterfly called faintly, crawling towards him step by step.

In just a dozen or so steps, she seems to have exhausted the strength of her life.

She climbed to the monk's lap, took a breath, and looked up at him: "Monk, don't die, wake up, wake up!"

She said, shaking his knees beggingly.

However, the white-robed monk's body was like a chime stone and did not react at all.

Butterfly looked at him, but didn't cry, just sighed unusually calmly, and gently rested her head on his knee: "Alas...... I feel so tired! so tired that I can't get up anymore, I just want to sleep forever...... Originally, Chen Hao gave me all his spiritual power and helped me save my life, I should live well...... However, in that case, maybe we will never see you again, monk! Why don't I re-enter reincarnation with you, then at least, in the next life, we will have a chance to see each other again, don't you say, monk?"

She looked up at the face of the white-robed monk.

The white-robed monk's face was calm, as if he had settled down, and his eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes.

"You're so good-looking, monk!" Butterfly held up her head and tilted her head to look at him: "I think if you return to the world, you will definitely be fascinated by sentient beings—hey, I seem to have forgotten to ask you, what is the name of the Dharma? If I meet you in the next life, what should I call you? Or should I call you a monk?"

In her whispering, the remnant lamp finally shook and went out gently.

There seemed to be a wind blowing in the darkness.

It was a chilly wind, with the smell of water.

Realizing this, the butterfly raised its head and looked in the direction the wind was coming from.

There, a glimmer of light came through, and then, as the light grew brighter and brighter, a door slowly opened in the darkness, and the sound of water flowing.

Nightmare narrowed her eyes and looked out the door.

After staying in the dark for a long time, she was a little unaccustomed to the light outside.

Then, a smile slowly bloomed on her face: "Chen Hao's heart door has finally opened, his obsession can finally be let go, the monk did not hesitate to save him, after all, it was as he wished......"

"I hope that in the next life, I can also do what I wish......"

There was a glimmer of light around her, and she was forced out of her body by the "reverse spring breeze", and then her brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and she fell to the knee of the white-clothed monk......