Legend has it that in the Buddha Kingdom of the Western Elysium, heavenly happiness often emanates from the sky, and the earth is decorated with gold. There is a very fragrant and beautiful flower called the mandala flower, which falls from the sky without interruption day and night, and is full of colors. And the red mandala is also called Manzhu Sahua, also known as the other side flower.

Looking back at Nanmengying, more than thirty black-clothed warriors had all fallen to the ground, and this white-clothed girl stood proudly in the sea of blood-red flowers, so holy and cold.

Xia Xuehan walked up to Fu Bo, stepped on his chest, and said coldly, "Who is your master?

"Hmph, don't try to know anything from me, kill me!" Who knew that although Fu Bo bared his teeth in pain, there was no trace of fear between his eyebrows.

Xia Xuehan stared at him for a long time, his eyes lit up, and his feet were forced, and Fu Bo died in an instant.

Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong under his feet, and leaned down to find a token from Fauber's arms. The token is blood-red in color, resembling a fish scale, with the word "inverse" engraved on it. The token is made of dark iron, and it is extremely heavy to start, Xia Xuehan took a closer look at it and received it on his body.

Nan Mengying walked to his side, looked at the sea of blood-red flowers, and asked, "What should I do here?"

Xia Xuehan pointed at the torch that fell to the ground, and said, "These harmful things are still burned." ”

As soon as the white silk flickered, dozens of torches flew up one after another, falling in the weeds and flowers, and the smoke was billowing and the flames were soaring into the sky.

Nanmengying Xia Xuehan rose up, passing through the flying petals, and her clothes fluttered, like an immortal. A river of clouds and water, a flower on the other side, the years are scattered on the fingertips, a shadow of broken thoughts, a wind flower, chanting and singing into a song.

The manor turned into a sea of fire, and the two horsemen in white clothes disappeared into the vast darkness of the night.

After a night of galloping, it was already far away from the manor, and the day was already bright, and the two slowed down their horses and walked among the green mountains and green waters.

Nan Mengying's expression was a little dazed, and a pair of cunning eyes on weekdays also became a little blurred at this time, Xia Xuehan asked softly, "Are you okay?"

"Ah, I'm fine!" Nan Mengying came back to her senses, stared at Xia Xuehan for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Do you know the story behind the red mandala?"

Xia Xuehan looked at Nan Mengying in astonishment, what did she want to do. In the end, he shook his head, "I've only seen it in Buddhist scriptures, but I only know that it is the flower of sorrow, and the others are not very clear." ”

Nan Mengying nodded, completely missing the playfulness and cuteness of the past, but a little more lonely and lonely, and said to herself: "There is such a legend." Legend has it that a long time ago there were two people named Pi and An, and God decreed that the two of them could never love 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. ”

Nan Mengying secretly glanced at Xia Xuehan and continued: "The result is doomed, because of the violation of the rules of heaven, this relationship was ruthlessly strangled in the end. Heaven sent down a punishment and gave the two of them a vicious curse, since they wanted to have a private meeting regardless of the rules of heaven, they let them become the flowers and leaves of a flower, but this flower is very peculiar, there are flowers without leaves, leaves without flowers, life and life, flowers and leaves are wrong, and they are destined to not see each other in this life. ”

"What about later?" Xia Xuehan finally couldn't help but ask.

Nan Mengying sighed and said, "Later, the Buddha gave birth to compassion and allowed them to be reborn as human beings, and if they could still remember each other in the next life, they were allowed to be together. ”

"Then did they end up together?" Xia Xuehan looked at Nan Mengying's somewhat sad face, and couldn't help but be shocked in her heart, the first time she saw this girl, she felt familiar, who was she? Where have you seen it?

Nan Mengying shook his head and continued, "Only one of them can remember in each of their lives, watching each other with another person in the vast sea of people. Every time I return to the bridge, I have to take the bowl of decoction from Meng Po's hand that can make people forget the past and present lives, and in the next life, one person remembers and one forgets. Meng Po looked at the three thousand weak water that was rolling and flowing, looked at the other side of the world that could not be together, and said, what is love? It's just a bowl of water, there is this life, there is no afterlife, even if you remember, if he forgets, what is the difference between him and really forgetting?"

Legend has it that the flower on the other side of the river is a blood-like bright red flower that blooms on the other side of the Lethe River in the underworld. There are flowers and no leaves, when the soul passes through the Lethe River, it forgets all the things in life, and everything that has been left on the other side and blooms into bewitching flowers.

"The flowers on the other side are blooming on the other side, but there is nothing in front of the bridge!" Xia Xuehan groaned softly, a little sentimental, the figure in his memory has been blurred, and he can't see it really. He didn't continue to ask the rest of the story, he knew that it was not perfect, and forgetting was the best medicine that time had given to heal the pain.

A crystal tear slid down Nanmengying's white cheeks, and the tears reflected the lonely back of the little boy in Chang'an City ten years ago, under the sunset.

That year, she came to Chang'an with her third uncle who loved her the most, and she sneaked out while the third uncle was meeting the emperor.

Young and ignorant, she accidentally angered a few little princes, and she closed her eyes in fright when she saw a group of children rushing towards her like crazy. At this time, the small figure stood in front of her, and the immature backbone carried countless punches and kicks for her, and under the sunset, the resolute little boy dragged the arrogant shadow and disappeared among the layers of palaces, without saying a word.

She hasn't seen him since then, but that time in Jiangnan, she recognized him, and she can change a lot in ten years, but she can't forget the arrogant back and resolute eyes, and she will never forget it in this life.

Her heart was still waiting, but he had forgotten that he had been here.

She didn't tell him, just like this flower, it would be nice to have someone to remember, didn't she?

"It's Danyang City in front, seeing that your face is a little pale, let's go there to rest first. Xia Xuehan glanced back at the woman in white, and felt a faint pain in her heart.

Nan Mengying didn't speak, just nodded, added a whip, and rushed in front of Xia Xuehan to prevent him from seeing the tears in the corners of his eyes.

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Danyang City is an important town in Shuzhong, connecting all access roads, with a large population and rich people's livelihood.

"Have you heard? Gong Yi, who is known as the world's most skilled craftsman, was killed. "The largest teahouse in Danyang City is full of people every day, passing on all kinds of news about the rivers and lakes.

"Ahh

The mustache glanced around and whispered, "There are a lot of articles here, and they all say that the big devil Xia Xuehan did it." He paused, looked at the disbelieving eyes around him, and continued, "You all know that Xia Xuehan swallowed the eight-tone treasure box privately, but he couldn't open the treasure even if he got it, so he started the idea of losing the public." Who knew that the prince would rather die than give in, but he had a dozen members of his family, and none of them escaped from the hands of the crazy big devil. ”

"It's a pity that a generation of masters! Xia Xuehan killed that day, is there still a royal law?" The people next to him were angry.

"Shhh

In the corner of the teahouse sat two white-clothed men wearing hats, they listened quietly, and one of them said, "They slandered you so much, can you bear it?"

The other shook the tea in the cup and said, "Since the matter of the eight-tone treasure box, I have heard these words a lot, and I have become accustomed to them." It's just that the public will die if he loses, and the clue will be broken!"

"Not necessarily, let's go to the public and lose the house to have a look, maybe we can find something!" said the man.

In the bamboo sea of Shunan, the breeze blows, the bamboo waves are layered, and Xiao Xiao's bamboo leaves fall suddenly, paving the winding stone road.

Two white-clothed people walked side by side on the stone road, wandering in the bamboo sea, and the beautiful girl was like an elf, regaining her liveliness and chic.

"Thank you for accompanying me to such a remote place. Xia Xuehan said.

Nan Mengying turned around and smiled, two shallow dimples outlined an incomparably perfect arc, and said, "Thank you for what I am doing, if it weren't for this incident, I might never have come to such a beautiful place in my life." ”

Looking at this beautiful girl, Xia Xuehan was stunned for a while, and he couldn't help but think of another girl who had been with him all the way. The same beauty, the same cunning, but in comparison, Nanmengying's martial arts are strong, intelligent, and empathetic, and will never drag himself down, so that the only advantage of that person seems so insignificant.

I don't know why, such a girl who is useless and will drag herself down, Xia Xuehan will suddenly remember.

"Some people are destined to be passers-by in life, and some things often make us very helpless, don't wait for people who shouldn't wait, don't hurt hearts that shouldn't be broken. Nanmeng's image was saying to him, as if to say to himself, when Xia Xuehan came back to his senses, the white back had gone away.

In the depths of the bamboo sea, there is a large courtyard, at the beginning of the sight, Xia Xuehan felt that there are many mechanisms here, and there are killing opportunities every step, which is worthy of being the first craftsman in the world. But it was such a grandmaster-level figure, but he died in a well-furnished home.

As soon as the two of them walked outside the courtyard, they heard a woman's cry from inside, "Senior brother, why did you leave without saying a word?

As soon as the words fell, another person shouted, "You stinky old woman, everyone is a family person, you still say such things, it's shameless!"

The woman cried and said, "You dead old man with no conscience, my senior brother didn't know how much he helped me back then, and now that he is gone, what's wrong with me crying?"

"I see that you have no feelings for this dead ghost, don't think I don't know, although I have followed me all these years, but my heart is on this dead ghost!" The man scolded, and his words were quite dissatisfied.

Xia Xuehan couldn't help but be surprised, this old woman actually called the senior brother of the public defeat, she must know something inside.

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