Chapter 224: Two Mistakes in Mosaic and Leaves
As soon as the three words Lechuan River appeared on the stone tablet, the air in front of him began to blur.
There are more and more yin and ghosts around, and the fragrance of flowers is getting stronger and stronger.
I'm not sure if all the ghosts can see the huge stone tablet falling from the sky like I do.
But judging from Zhang Fan's expressions, they seemed to be as surprised as I was.
The Lechuan River looks about 100 meters wide, but in fact it should be more than that, and the previous kilometer distance was also more than an hour's walk.
Visually, on the opposite bank 100 meters away, blood-red red flowers are blooming vigorously.
The fragrance of the flowers that the soul feels should come from the blood-red red flowers, and I don't know if that flower is the legendary flower on the other side.
The Buddhist scriptures say:
The flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet. Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined for life and death.
Legend has it that there were two people whose names were Pi and An, and God decreed that the two of them should never see each other.
They cherished each other and admired each other, and finally one day, they met each other secretly in defiance of the rules of God.
After they met, he found that Kishi was a beautiful woman, and Kishi also found that he was a handsome and dashing young man.
When they saw each other, they fell in love, and they formed a friendship for a hundred years.
Decide to stay together forever.
The result was doomed, because of the violation of the rules of heaven, the relationship was finally ruthlessly stifled.
Heaven punished the two of them with a vicious curse.
Since they disregarded the rules of heaven for a private meeting, let them become the flowers and leaves of a flower.
It's just that this flower is very peculiar, there are flowers without leaves, and leaves without flowers.
Therefore, some people sensationally use the flower on the other side as a metaphor for fruitless love.
However, Buddhism says, "Even if love does not bear fruit, flowers will still bloom on the other side." β
But I think that the existence of the flower on the other side is only to set off the discipline of the underworld.
The flowers and leaves are wrong, the yin law is not merciful, and he walks through the Huangquan Road and cuts off the fate of the previous life.
The Lechuan River, the water is gray and yellow, and there is not much difference from the dimness on the Huangquan Road.
It's just that the color is a little brighter, and there are bones in the river, and there are some ghosts who are still struggling in the river.
Although these ghosts struggled, the expressions on their faces were very calm, and their eyes were all looking up at the same place.
I followed their eyes, and a huge arched bridge made of bluestone gradually condensed in the blurred air.
The bridge deck is so wide that you can't see the edge at a glance, and the bridge is so long that you can't see where it leads.
However, there are thousands of shadows and ghosts coming and going on the bridge, but even so, the bridge is still not crowded at all.
"Is this the Nai Ho Bridge?"
I muttered to myself.
"It's fucking spectacular!" Zhang Fan, who was beside him, couldn't help but sigh.
I turned my head to look, except for Chen Lao, the other three people were all stunned and looked at the huge bluestone slab bridge in front of me that I had never seen before.
This is the end of Huangquan, and the last time Senior Sister Xia Yin should have been in this place, that is to say, Mu Xue had already walked across the Nai He Bridge.
After crossing this bridge, I can start looking for Mu Xue's soul.
Thinking of this, I hurriedly urged:
"Let's go."
As soon as I took two steps, a flash of golden light fell directly beside me, and a human figure slowly condensed.
"Senior sister, why are you here?"
When I saw the figure, I couldn't help but cry out with joy.
"Brother, who are you talking to?" Zhang Fan asked suspiciously.
I smiled and didn't answer her, my senior sister appeared here, obviously coming to me from the yin.
But it seems that except for me, they can't see the senior sister.
"Senior brother." Senior Sister smiled and said:
"Long time no see."
I smiled and joked: "It's only been a few days, it's been a long time, is there something wrong with my senior sister coming down?" β
Senior Sister shook her head and said:
"It's okay if you're fine, Sister Yu said that she sensed that the Yin Qi of Soul Cultivation fluctuated a lot, and thought something happened to you, so she asked me to come down and take a look."
I sighed:
"I'm fine, I had a little accident just now, and I was almost strangled by Yincha, but now it's okay, hehe, senior sister, are you and Sister Yu okay?"
Senior Sister was stunned, and then said with a smile:
"We're fine, by the way, junior brother, have you seen Mu Xue's soul?"
I shook my head and said no, it should be behind this Nai Ho Bridge.
Senior Sister asked with some confusion:
"What a bridge? Where, why didn't I see it? What is it like. β
I pointed to the magnificent Nai Ho Bridge in front of me, and then lowered my hand.
Such a big Nai He Bridge is placed here, but the senior sister can't see it, obviously because she can't see this Nai He Bridge because she has not reached the end of her life.
"Senior sister, I'm fine, you and Sister Yu don't have to remember me, and, tell my parents, I will try my best to find Mu Xue's soul, and try to bring her back when the first seven souls are returned, I have to go, time is running out." I said to my sister seriously.
Senior sister snorted:
"Senior brother, the first seven are waiting for you to come back, by the way, Sister Yu entered the Buddha bead of the Divine Soul Card yesterday, she got the spell of the Divine Soul Card from the mouth of the devouring ghost inside, if you find Mu Xue's soul and can't come out, find a way to give me the dream, as long as you grasp Mu Xue's soul, I can forcibly pull you back."
"Okay, great, I'm still worried that if I find Mu Xue's soul and it's not good to go back, then thank you, senior sister." I said excitedly.
Senior sister smiled:
"The family doesn't talk to each other, you go quickly, I'll go back."
After the senior sister finished speaking, she turned into a golden light and shot out like the air, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The Divine Soul card is ready to use, which puts me in a good mood.
"Brother? Dude? What's wrong with you, hey, wake up, wake up. Zhang Fan saw that I had been talking to myself, and he thought that something had happened to me, and kept calling me.
I sighed and quickly said, "Let's go, cross the bridge." β
Zhang Fan nodded and asked:
"You said this is the Nai He Bridge, and there won't be a person named Meng Po selling Meng Po soup on it, right? If that's the case, as soon as this soup is drunk, will none of us know anyone? β
I shook my head and said I didn't know, whether it was a blessing or a curse or a curse that I couldn't avoid.
If there is really Meng Po selling Meng Po soup, I can't drink it if I am killed.
A group of five people walked to the Nai He Bridge, and the yin and ghosts who came and went were all buried in the road.
I lifted my feet and stepped onto the huge Nai He Bridge with no edge in sight, and the moment my feet just touched the Nai He Bridge, the huge Nai He Bridge suddenly shrank countless times.
The ghosts that came and went on it were gone, and the entire bridge was empty.
At this time, the Nai He Bridge has become a very ordinary bluestone bridge, and there is no other scene beyond the five steps.
On each of these five bluestone slab steps, there are five bluestone blocks that are as smooth as mirrors.
I stopped at the first staircase, and suddenly a picture of a child croaking to the ground suddenly appeared in my mind.
My mom was lying on the bed sweating profusely and in pain, and two familiar faces next to her were busy working by the bedside.
One of these two people is the midwife of our village, and the other is my grandmother.
"Born, born, a big fat boy. Lao Liu, congratulations. β
The midwife shouted.
My father's overjoyed voice came from the outside:
"Oh, hahaha, really, I'm Liu XX a father, hurry up, take it out and I'll take a look."
I smiled, isn't that what happens when I speak up.
I didn't think I could see this picture on this bridge.
I turned my head to look at my mother on the bed, she was pregnant in October, and finally gave birth to me after a lot of hardship, she was very weak, but with a sweet smile on her face, the picture was fixed on the familiar face of my mother, I smiled and stepped on the second staircase.
The picture suddenly turned, I came to the streets of Guangzhou, and I saw Qian Xiaotong and Dawei appear in front of me.
"Huh? Oh, just an ordinary friend. β
Qian Xiaotong said to Dawei beside him.
I looked at myself and smiled bitterly and said:
"Thank you for the thousand dollars you lent me last time, I'm here to pay it back."
......
This is the scene where I just found out that Qian Xiaotong and Dawei were together.
Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but feel a little sorry for myself.
At that time, I was so stupid and so naΓ―ve, I vaguely remember that I was beaten by Dawei later.
"Huh? Can this also be my thoughts? It's ridiculous. β
I muttered to myself, and walked straight up the third staircase.
The picture suddenly switched to the ancestral hall inside the Master's Taoist Temple, and I saw me kneeling in front of the Master, and the Master sat on the Taishi's chair and said loudly:
"From today on, you Liu Dagger is my disciple of Wu Guang, I teach you everything, you can only use it to do good, not to do evil, and you can't take the initiative to ask for anything to learn, I will teach you what you should teach, and don't ask if you don't teach you."
Looking at Master's serious and kind face, and looking at me who was kneeling on the ground reverently.
The corners of my eyes slowly began to moisten.
What a familiar picture, what a nostalgic scene.
In just a moment, my tears slipped down like pearls with broken threads, dripping on the bluestone slab under my feet......