The winged flowers on the cliff are blooming brightly, the whole cliff is covered with a layer of yellow, there is a raised big boulder on the top of the cliff surrounded by red flowers, Qingxin is sitting on the big stone meditating, his hands are folded, his eyes are slightly closed, his long eyelashes occasionally tremble slightly, and the little golden butterfly is by his side as usual, flying around him.

"Brother Qingxin......"

It was a strange woman's voice from behind him, Qingxin opened his eyes, but he didn't look back, there should be no woman on the Sorrow Cliff, this is the place where he usually participates in enlightenment, and other senior brothers in the Buddha world will also try not to come to the Worry Cliff, only Senior Brother Fuhu will come, because the winged flowers in this place are the credit of Senior Brother Fuhu to bloom so brightly.

The appearance of the woman who came was sixteen or seventeen years old, wrapped in snow-white plain clothes, draped in red gauze, revealing a graceful neck and clearly visible collarbones, the pleats of the skirt were like snow and moonlight, flowing lightly on the ground, three thousand green silks were scattered, a butterfly hairpin was inserted on the head, a wisp of green silk hung down on the chest, thin powder, only the color was added, and the faint red feeling on the cheeks created a delicate and lovely pure skin like petals, and the whole person was like a butterfly flying with the wind.

Seeing that Qingxin didn't react, the woman stepped forward directly and hooked his neck from behind, and the warm breath exhaled to Qingxin's earlobe, "Brother Qingxin, why don't you pay attention to others, but they have been looking for you for a long, long time." ”

Qingxin still didn't move, closed her eyes again, the woman's arms suddenly emptied, Qingxin disappeared, and reappeared three meters away from her.

"Donors, men and women don't kiss. ”

The woman chuckled when she heard this, "Isn't Brother Qingxin called someone else's little girl, how can you call it a donor, it seems like such a raw point, you still hugged me and held my hand when I was a child." ”

Qingxin opened his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him when he heard this, just a glance at him and closed his eyes again, he called the little girl in the entire Six Realms, and he held and hugged him, and the only person who has been thinking about it is the other side. "You're not on the other side, it's just a spirit formed by daylily, I came to the clouds when I came, and I didn't know that there were so many daylilies here, but I was careless, it is rumored that daylilies are poisonous, and you can forget your worries when you smell it, but it's just a fantasy, let's say, how can I leave?"

The woman laughed and turned into the appearance of the other side, and even her voice became the voice of the other side, and said coquettishly: "Doesn't Brother Qingxin like the other side?"

"No matter how similar you look in appearance, you can't become the other side, the original form of the other side is not the other side of the flower, you miscalculated this, your disguise was seen through by me. ”

"What if you see through it, monk, monk, you still moved your heart after all, otherwise I wouldn't have appeared, I am a reflection of your heart, you like the little girl called the other side. The woman turned back to the appearance of sixteen or seventeen years old again, and suddenly appeared in Qingxin's arms, the woman lay down and looked up at Qingxin, stretched out her slender jade hand from the root of Qingxin's ear all the way down, down her neck to her chest, almost pulling Qingxin's clothes away.

Qingxin was unmoved, and said lightly: "Tell me how to wake up." ”

Seeing that Qingxin had no reaction, the woman transformed into the appearance of the other side again, straddled Qingxin's arms, and hung two small hands around Qingxin's neck, "Brother Qingxin, do you like the butterfly that the other side gave you?"

It was obviously the voice of the other side, but at this moment, it seemed a little hooked, Qingxin's breathing was chaotic, and his consciousness was a little unconscious.

"Love ......"

Qingxin unconsciously said these two words as if his soul had been snatched away, and he only heard a voice in his ears: "It is said that men and women are not kissed, monk, what you like is not a butterfly, but the owner of a butterfly." The body is still the other side, but the voice has changed, Qingxin suddenly sobered up and threw the person in his arms out, and the other side in his arms turned into an orange forgetful flower the moment he touched Qingxin's sleeve, and fell to the ground with a click.

The woman appeared out of thin air, only this time the clothes on her body turned orange, and she smiled slightly and picked up the Forgetful Flower on the ground, "It's actually very simple to wake up, either you admit it, or you defeat it." You're the first to find yourself in the illusion, so I'll show you the demons on the other side. ”

The woman in orange gently threw the forgetful flower in her hand, and a puddle of water appeared in mid-air, and the scene of the Lechuan River gradually appeared in the water, the fiery red flowers on the other side of the Lechuan River were blooming brightly, the golden butterflies were flying in the flowers, the butterflies flew to the Nai He Bridge, Meng Po was boiling soup, and the little girl in red was sitting on the bridge shaking her legs.

"On the other side, you have been waiting here for more than 2,000 years, who are you waiting for, you haven't waited for him to die once for more than 2,000 years. Meng Po looked at the other side while stirring the steaming cauldron.

The other side played with the butterflies flying beside her: "Mother-in-law, is it more than 2,000 years? ”

Meng Po sighed and shook her head: "It's the old body that is confused, you just took the medicine a few days ago, naturally I don't remember, but the old body is curious, who made you drink the medicine hundreds of times and can't forget to wait for him here." ”

The other side didn't answer again, and flew off the bridge to chase the little butterfly.

"I wonder that this kid has only these images in his head, and nothing else. The image in mid-air turned back to a flower of forgetfulness and slowly flew back into the orange woman's hand, "But she will be the hardest of you to wake up, because her original life seems to be so monotonous, and she is a child, I am afraid she will not realize that she is in a dream." ”

"What is your intention in doing this?" Qingxin's heart actually began to be impetuous, perhaps because of the loss of memory after taking medicine on the other side, which caused the Forget Worry Flower Essence to find no other picture in the mind of the other side, but the other side has been waiting for a person by the bridge for thousands of years, who is that person?" ”

"Monk, have you forgotten that you are in a fantasy world and can't get out, so you can't wait to find this little girl?" said the orange-clothed woman and lay down among the flowers, and many of the winged flowers on the ground were overwhelmed by her.

"I don't have any malicious intentions, when Hua Ji planted me here, I hope that those who enter the valley can be blocked, so that there will be no idle people and other casual people into the valley to disturb, you have strayed into the scope of this forgetful flower, it is inevitable to enter the illusion, rest assured, if you can wake up from the illusion, Baiyi is harmless, and many people who are lost in the way are enlightened"

"What if I can't wake up?"

"If you can't wake up, it's not a painful thing, most people die in a sweet dream, and the body finally turns into dry bones, I don't know how many dry bones there are under this sea of worries, and there are not a few of you. ”

"It is rumored that the Divine Flower Ji has the Six Realms in her heart, and what you mean in your words is that she does not care about the lives of others for the sake of temporary purity, I don't believe it. ”

"So, the people who stay are generally not worthy of sympathy. The woman in orange said and looked at the other side of the cliff, and actually shed tears, she had already known everything from the time when several people entered the illusion because of the forgetting of the pollen, among which the most sad thing was the seal that cast and broke the seal of the other gods to seal their lives, and these people actually wanted to seal the quarry.

At that time, Hanahime told her, "If someone breaks in, give her a sweet dream and persuade her to leave, don't hurt anyone's life." So she lied to her if there were bones under the sea of flowers, this time she hoped that these people could stay, even if they had a lifetime of dreams, she didn't want them to be praised and mutilated like her sister.

"Girl, you're in tears. ”

The woman fell into the memory and didn't notice it for a while, and Qingxin actually came to her and looked at her condescendingly. She hurriedly wiped away her tears and muttered, "You should hand over a handkerchief at this time, how can anyone look at people crying so indifferently." ”

"The pure mind is a Buddhist family, so naturally it does not understand the practices of the world. As if feeling that this was really not good, Qingxin saluted with one hand and turned away.

Although it was only for a moment, the woman in orange saw the gold ring on Qingxin's hand, shining in the sun, and she almost rose up and turned to Qingxin to grab his hand:

"Where did you get your golden ring?"

The orange-clothed woman's eyes were staring at the golden ring, and Qingxin broke free of her hand and hurriedly took two steps back: "The girl is self-respecting." "The golden ring in this valley of flowers has been mentioned twice, once for the Bodhi Dryad with a green belly, and once for now, I can't ask why the Dryad knows the golden ring, and Qingxin doesn't plan to let go of this opportunity this time.

"Does the girl know this gold ring?" Qingxin said and took the initiative to take off the gold ring and handed it to the woman in orange, and the gold ring really became restless again, shaking in Qingxin's hand.

"It's a golden ring, it's a cast thing. The woman took the ring and asked again, "Why are you here?"

"I don't know this pure heart, twenty years ago, Brother Fuhu went down the mountain to eliminate demons, picked me up back to the Buddha world, I heard Brother Fuhu say that I appeared in the Buddha world, this gold ring appeared, and then it has been on me, when the Buddha felt that the obsession on the gold ring was too heavy, so the gold ring was sealed, fifteen years ago the Buddha unlocked the seal on the gold ring, and then the gold ring disappeared, this time it was said that the gold ring appeared in this flower god valley, I specially came to retrieve it. ”

"Buddha world, after the fall of Sister Hua Ji, she went to seal and praise her, and her heart was like ashes, maybe his obsession was conveyed to the golden ring, and the golden ring would fall to the Buddha world. The woman in orange sighed deeply and handed the golden ring to Qingxin, "Since it chose you, keep it, maybe it will help you in the future." ”

"How can I wake up from my dream?" Qingxin didn't put it on immediately after taking the gold ring, and the little girl in red in her mind was still chasing butterflies.

"Even if the Golden Ring chooses you, you still have to go through this illusion by yourself, either you admit your heart knot, or you overcome it, I will not make you wake up until you have to. ”

The orange woman disappeared after speaking, leaving the forgetfulness flower lying in place, the orange forgetfulness flower was extremely conspicuous in a fiery red winged flower, the breeze blew a piece of winged flowers with the wind, butterflies flew in the flowers, but the fragrance of the flowers sent with the wind was not the taste of the winged flower, but the breath of the forgetfulness flower.