(This chapter is made up for yesterday.,There's another chapter later.,At my speed.,It's about half past ten.,Dear student party、Beauty party go to bed early.,You can wait for tomorrow morning to read.") ）

The wind is swirling, and the ghost is faint.

The golden cicada returned to the bridge, but he didn't see the white clothes and didn't hear the sound.

The white-haired Meng Po bent her waist and held a bowl of soul-forgetting soup, and the old voice chattered: "Drink, drink, drink Meng Po soup, but the old dream, cut off the cause and effect, this life is over, this life is over." Forget the ups and downs of a life, love and hate in a lifetime, and never know strangers in the next life; after a thousand years, if your mind is not extinguished, you can still remember the events of your previous life, you can re-enter the world, and find the person you loved most in your previous life. ”

A bowl of Meng Po soup, a thousand years of forgetful water.

Jin Chanzi took the Meng Po soup and asked calmly, "Why did Bai Gu become a Buddha hunter?" ”

Meng Po's stiff back did not straighten up, raised her head, her cloudy eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, without a trace of brilliance, there was a trace of surprise in her eyes, and said: "She is a Buddha hunter." ”

Jin Chanzi said: "She is a demon with a white bone shape. ”

Meng Po motioned for the golden cicada to stand to the side, don't stop her from scooping Meng Po soup for the numb soul, and said, "A white bone is not the beginning of life, but the end. What's more, not all unjustly dead souls can condense bone immortality, and not all immortal white bones can steal the aura of heaven and earth and steal the essence of the sun and the moon. Just like you, not every cicada can see autumn, and not every cicada has the courage to go to the western sky. ”

The golden cicada was silent.

Bai Gu once said that eight hundred and sixty years ago, she lay quietly in the barren grassland of Wuqi Country, I don't know how many years, stole the creation of heaven and earth, stole the essence of the sun and the moon, and slowly gave birth to spiritual wisdom.

It wasn't until he met himself that he broke the silence and spoke.

Jin Chanzi looked at Meng Po and said, "The white bones are the bones left behind by the Buddha hunters, not the Buddha hunters. ”

When Meng Po heard this, she straightened her back and said, "You are not wrong in saying this, but the remains of the Buddha hunters are not Buddha hunters? It is fate for Bai Gu to become a Buddha hunter. ”

Jin Chanzi said: "Is it fate?" Looking at the people who walked across the Nai He Bridge, it seemed that they had admitted the fact of the White Bone Buddha Hunter, what if they didn't admit it, what could they change now? He didn't even know where she was, and said, "The little monk never believed in fate. ”

Meng Po said: "It's good if you don't believe it, if you believe in fate, you will never be able to go to the west sky, and you will not be able to walk through this road to heaven." ”

Jin Chanzi said: "The little monk has never told you about the road to heaven. ”

Meng Po said: "You and Guanyin are standing at the head of the bridge and talking, the voice is so loud, I naturally listened." ”

Jin Chanzi remembered the look in Meng Po's eyes that day, ignored her explanation, and said, "Where is the white bone now?"

Meng Po said: "Retreat and practice, prepare for the catastrophe. When Meng Po said that she should be robbed, she deliberately glanced at the golden cicada and said: "The white bones have left the netherworld, and the human world wants to kill you, all of them are related to me, why are you so calm?"

Jin Chanzi didn't care about the words of the robbery at all, and said: "When I first saw the white bones, I really wanted to kill the underworld, and reason with you, and when I saw the woman named Xiang Kite, the little monk was relieved." With her wisdom to accept the identity of a Buddha hunter safely, this Buddha hunter should not be too bad. ”

Meng Po was angry, the Buddha hunter is the existence that the gods and Buddhas fear, the embodiment of justice, when did it become "not too bad", and said: "Do you know the Xiang kite?"

Jin Chanzi said: "I have had several relationships in Heavenly Court, I am smart and cunning, and I am resourceful, but I never thought that such a human woman would be a Buddha hunter." Ask more, there are really only four Buddha hunters?"

Meng Po said: "There are only four people. ”

Jin Chanzi said: "Who is the fourth person?"

Meng Po stopped scooping the soup and said, "If I say it's you, do you believe it?"

Jin Chanzi said: "The white bones exert the flame of destruction, and the little monk also suspects that he is a Buddha hunter, and then thinks about the little monk and Buddhism, all of which confirm that the little monk is a Buddha hunter, and because of this, the little monk will never be a Buddha hunter." ”

Meng Po smiled: "Perhaps, you don't want to admit it." You play with the Buddha Gate with the palm of your hand, and there is the flame of life corresponding to the flame of white bone destruction, because of you, the spiritual wisdom of the white bone cultivation speaks, the most important point, you have the powerful power of gods and Buddhas, but you can reincarnate immortal, this is precisely the ability of the Buddha hunter, if you say that you are not a Buddha hunter, I don't believe it. ”

Jin Chanzi also smiled: "But the little monk is not." ”

Meng Po looked at the golden cicada, didn't know why he wanted to clear up his relationship with the Buddha hunter, sighed, and said, "You are not." ”

Jin Chanzi smiled slightly, walked onto the Nai He Bridge, and went straight to the Hades Palace without saying goodbye.

Meng Po stopped Jin Chanzi and said, "Liu Boqin's father is not in the underworld. ”

When Jin Chanzi heard this, he stood up and said, "Liu Boqin is not in the underworld, where is that?"

Meng Po pointed to the Lechuan River and said, "Hanoi." ”

The golden cicada looked at it, and saw that in the Lechuan River, the copper snake and iron dog were competing to eat the souls that had fallen in, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Meng Po said: "In the Lechuan River, there is a legend since ancient times that people who do not want to forget their loved ones and do not want to drink Meng Po soup must jump off the Lechuan River and endure the bite of the copper snake and iron dog, and the torment of thousands of years before they can re-enter the reincarnation." Of course, in these thousand years, they watched their loved ones walk across the Nai He Bridge again and again, going to the world of reincarnation, but they couldn't meet her, let his heart-rending screams and calls, and their beloved couldn't hear or see. Gradually, they stopped screaming, they stopped calling, they forgot what they were waiting for, what they were longing for, and then they forgot everything. In the confusion, he spent a thousand years, waiting for reincarnation, or being bitten clean by the copper snake and iron dog. Over the past many years, those who have survived thousands of years have been rare, and after a thousand years, they will be reincarnated, but they can't meet their loved ones, how sad and ridiculous. Thousands of years of torment, only in exchange for the beloved passing by again and again, but never meet. ”

Jin Chanzi seemed to be accustomed to Meng Po's nagging, and said, "How many years has Liu Boqin's father survived?"

Meng Po said: "More than three hundred years. ”

Jin Chanzi said: "It's still alive." ”

Meng Po smiled: "He loves Liu Boqin's mother, he has waited for three hundred years and has not waited, how can he be willing to die?"

Jin Chanzi asked again: "Less than a thousand years, is there a way to get out of the Lechuan River?"

Meng Po said: "There is naturally a way, but you need to pay a huge price, do you still want to save Liu Boqin's father?"

Jin Chanzi smiled slightly and said, "Since you have agreed, you have to have a beginning and an end." ”

Meng Po said: "It doesn't matter how much it costs?"