This trip to the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang, the only gain is that there is always a burst of inexplicable grief in the heart, since I saw the information about the Mogao Grottoes, I really want to see, there is something calling her.

It's just that I didn't expect that after I went, I was so sad that I couldn't control myself, and what I didn't expect was that after returning from the trip to Dunhuang, I felt that the ghost emperor was calling her back to the underworld.

The most beautiful music has not been found yet, or I don't know if I am sure that the music I found is the most beautiful music that the Ghost Emperor wants.

Ruan Xiyao didn't have the heart to think about anything these days, the world is so beautiful, when she came again after thousands of years, didn't she have greed?

Ruan Xiyao came to Xiangfo Temple with the guqin, she wanted to find herself here when she was back, and all she wanted was to find the music that the ghost emperor wanted.

So confident, so excited.

In the cold spring night, Ruan Xiyao stroked the piano on the Guantao Pavilion, a dark twilight, like the darkness in the underworld, which can swallow all light and sound.

The mountains and forests are not quiet, and the mind is disturbed when you are alone.

I couldn't help but sigh, why did the Ghost Emperor let her come to this world to find the most beautiful music, didn't the Ghost Emperor know what was going on in this world?

Why don't you let her have a little ability to survive in this world? When will she get the most beautiful music, she is extremely anxious and eager.

"Amitabha, donor I don't know if I'm lamenting that time flies again, and I still have no clue about what is going on in my heart?" Master Hui Chou didn't know where to come, but he didn't notice it at all.

"Master, what should I do? I have already been summoned by the Ghost Emperor, but I have found nothing. ”

"The Ghost Emperor really hasn't changed at all, it's still the same old way. Master Hui Chou sighed.

"Ah, does Master still know the Ghost Emperor?" Ruan Xiyao asked in surprise, immediately looking at Master Hui Chou with great admiration.

This old Zen master in the ancient temple couldn't help but make her awe-inspired, knowing so many things, including knowing about the ghost emperor!

"Sooner or later, he will break into a catastrophe, Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful!"

"Do you know about the Ghost Emperor?" Ruan Xiyao looked at Master Hui Chou with reverence, when he was in the underworld, he really wanted to hear about the Ghost Emperor from the Yama Divine Monarch, but he failed every time, "Even if the Ghost Emperor is around, he can only play music every day, I don't know anything, and I really don't know what to do now." ”

"Everything has cause and effect, so why should you think too much, there are benefits to not knowing and not knowing. ”

"Can you tell me about the Ghost Emperor?" Ruan Xiyao knew that she shouldn't have asked about the Ghost Emperor, but she still wanted to figure out why the Ghost Emperor would cause a big disaster, and what did this have to do with her coming to this world?

Master Hui Chou paced a few steps and talked about the Ghost Emperor, who turned out to be the third son of Nuwa Niangniang, the Ghost Emperor.

Nuwa Niangniang made people out of clay, and because of the different human natures that have long been different, there have been wars all year round, so she decided to give birth to the rulers of the world and divide them into heaven and earth.

With the Jade Emperor in charge of the heavenly court and the Yellow Emperor in charge of the world, when the third son was born, the heavens and the earth suddenly became chaotic, and the sky collapsed into a big hole...... Fill the sky with colorful stones, and restore the usual tranquility of heaven and earth.

Nuwa Niangniang's third son grew up in the world outside the Nine Heavens by absorbing the extreme yin qi of the world, with a paranoid personality, extremely easy to anger, and full of hatred in his heart.

In order to avoid this catastrophe, the ancient goddess Nuwa Niangniang opened the third realm, the underworld, for her third son, and the third son became the ghost emperor.

In this way, all the souls of the dead will have a place of peace, and the world can be reincarnated because of the result.

Although the Ghost Emperor has reformed his ways, his nature is not inferior, free and idle, and he is good at swimming in the Six Realms, so he found his ideal undead spirit among the many undead to rule the underworld.

Knowing his sins and resting, Yama, he was later enshrined as the god of Yama. And the Ghost Emperor controls the death of all things. The Yama Divine Monarch is in charge of the judgment and reincarnation of the undead.

When it came to Nuwa's heavenly god mending the sky, when it came to his mouth, he wanted to say that it was the imperial phoenix, but he immediately took it back, and hurriedly looked at Ruan Xiyao slightly, as if there was something hidden in his eyes, but he didn't dare to let Ruan Xiyao know, so he immediately closed his eyes, folded his hands, and closed his eyes slightly.

"Do you know now?" asked Master Hui Chou.

"I know, but I still don't understand a little, and I ask Master for advice. Ruan Xiyao asked with her hands folded.

"Donor, please. ”

"For as long as I can remember, I have always been a music girl by the Ghost Emperor's side, and his insights into music are far better than mine, and I want to know why the Emperor wants me to find the most beautiful music. ”

"Music is the spirit of all the world, and it has always existed since the beginning of this world, whether it is alive or dead.

At that time, Nuwa invented the musical instruments of sheng gong, se, and xun, and began to have music. The Yellow Emperor and the Jade Emperor only passed on these instruments to the world and the people of the immortal class, and then the Jade Emperor reorganized the order of the heavenly court, and the Yellow Emperor quelled the war on the earth.

Only the Ghost Emperor inherited his mother's musical talent, until he knew all the music, let you be a music girl, and then let you be reborn in the world to find the most beautiful music.

Therefore, in the future, music is in the Buddha, the Buddha and the Bodhisattva in front of the chanting, offering, stopping, admiration, the beginning of the fish mountain, the later metaphor of the Buddha, for people, is the perception of life, the sublimation of the soul, is the praise of the world, for the ghost, is the rest of the ghost, is the memory of the old relatives. Can live for it, can die for it. ”

"It's a pity that I'm a ghost who only has memories about music, otherwise, I could have learned more, but I'm glad to have met you, Master Hui Chou, so I know so much. Ruan Xiyao said with a light sigh.

Also, after staying by the Ghost Emperor's side for so long, her rhythm has long made the Ghost Emperor feel bored, and besides, she is the only music girl by her side.

Alas, when she was about to return to the Ghost Emperor with such a big task, I wonder if the music she learned was what the Ghost Emperor wanted.

This emperor doesn't know what to think, listening to what Master Hui Chou said, he should be the person who knows the most about music and rhythm in the world, but why has he only let her play music for thousands of years, and he has never had any words?

Listening to Master Hui Chou's tone when he talked about him, he didn't know why, he wanted to ask, but he saw Master Hui Chou sighing, thinking that her emotions were now affected even by him, so he was embarrassed to ask.

"There are still many unsatisfactory things in life, not to mention the ghosts?" Master Hui Chou said, "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate, and the donor is reborn because of music, and I hope to cherish myself." ”

"But since the coming world, the future is confused, so I am worried every day, afraid of the ghost emperor's decree. ”

"Everything is caused by cause, so why should the donor be irritable. ”

"I would like to borrow Master's wisdom. ”

What frightened her was that she seemed to have a nostalgia for this world.