It could have been saved, but it was not necessary to be saved.

If I am not a bodhisattva who saves suffering, why should I care about the suffering of the world?

Meng Po glanced at Guanyin Bodhisattva and said, "Fate is destined to be wiped out, why do you need to force your fate?"

Jiao Zhongqing knew that Meng Po did not believe in cause and effect.

Naturally, I don't believe in fate.

Meng Po once said that no one is destined to drink this bowl of Meng Po soup, but if you don't drink Meng Po soup, you can't cross the bridge.

The so-called fate is nothing but a game of gods and Buddhas.

The rules are set by God and Buddha, and it is fate to follow the rules.

If you transgress the rules, you will go against the sky, and you will be punished by God.

Meng Po, are you also afraid of gods and Buddhas?

Jiao Zhongqing laughed at himself, who is not afraid? The little ghost is afraid of the king of Hades, and the king of Hades is afraid of Jizang. The Buddha that the king of Hades is afraid of, how can she not be afraid? In the final analysis, she is just a ghost, and she can't help the soup on the bridge day and night.

After a long time, Jiao Zhongqing said: "Mother-in-law, please give me a bowl of soup." ”

Meng Po understood Jiao Zhongqing's thoughts, scooped up a bowl of black soup, handed it to Jiao Zhongqing, and said: "In this life, love is hard, and in the next life, love is painful." I know it's going to hurt my heart, do you still want to follow?"

Jiao Zhongqing said: "If you don't follow, how do you know that it will hurt? If love can't stay together, let it hurt to the heart." I didn't think about her once, and I felt distressed once, reminding me that I had clearly loved. ”

When Hou Yi and Jin Chanzi heard this, they both glanced back at Jiao Zhongqing, men, for the sake of their beloved women, have no hesitation.

How could such a man be the negative person in Liu Lanzhi's mouth?

Jiao Zhongqing thanked the golden cicada and said, "If you meet in the mortal world, you will repay the kindness here, please!" raised his head and drank all the Meng Po soup, his emotional eyes gradually became numb and empty and indifferent.

Dazed, I walked on the Nai He Bridge, climbed the lookout platform, never looked back, walked cleanly, and this life ended like this.

Jiao Zhongqing and Liu Lanzhi have nothing to do with me.

Jizo King Bodhisattva, what you want will be taken away by me in the end.

What if you catch up on the bridge? Won't I also re-enter the cycle of reincarnation?

The copper snake and iron dog swam in the Lethe River, making a mournful cry. Once accompanied by thousands of years, and now it is unreasonable to meet in a hurry, who can say that ghosts are ruthless?

......

Jiao Zhongqing walked across the Nai He Bridge and disappeared into Wangxiangtai to go to that reincarnation.

The golden cicada retracted his gaze, looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva, and said, "Why don't you save it?"

With the power of Guanyin Bodhisattva, it was easy to save the soul of Naihe Bridge from the hands of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, however, Guanyin Bodhisattva pronounced a Buddha horn, looked at it coldly, and watched tens of thousands of souls annihilate the six realms.

Meng Po does not save it, it is still reasonable to say, save the suffering and save the suffering, Guanyin Bodhisattva does not save it, what reason can it say?

Guanyin Bodhisattva joined together and said, "The destiny of heaven is like this, and the gods and Buddhas are difficult to save." ”

Jin Chanzi said faintly: "A good sentence of destiny is like this, the gods and Buddhas are difficult to save, one day, can the little monk watch the gods and Buddhas annihilated, and not help?

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at the golden cicada, as if he wanted to understand that the person in front of him, but the golden cicada, who had known him for thousands of years, was so strange and estranged.

The golden cicada's face was calm, and there were no waves on his face, like a puddle of deep winter water, although it was clear and clear, but it was bottomless.

Guanyin Bodhisattva rarely fails to see through a different Buddha, never fails to see through a person, and at this time, he can't see anything clearly, can't see clearly, and says: "Heaven and earth are not old, and gods and Buddhas are immortal." ”

Jin Chanzi smiled slightly and said: "If the heavens and the earth are not old, why are the vicissitudes of the sea changing? If the gods and Buddhas are immortal, why are the gods and Buddhas greedy for the queen mother's peaches? The gods and Buddhas have deceived all sentient beings, and they still want to deceive the heavens and the earth?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva did not dare to look directly at the eyes of the golden cicada, lowered his eyes, the words of the Buddha, deceived mortals, fooled sentient beings, and how to deceive the people in front of him, his eyes were as clear as water, and he was cold, and said: "You don't understand the gods and Buddhas." ”

Jin Chanzi said: "You don't understand the destiny of heaven. ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled and said, "Sanqing doesn't understand, the Buddha doesn't understand, how can I understand?

Jin Chanzi said: "The mayflies that die in the morning and twilight understand, the golden crows that rise and rise at night, the weeds that grow in spring and wither in autumn, and the golden cicadas in the ninth reincarnation understand, but ...... The gods and Buddhas who override all living beings do not understand. It's not that I don't understand, but I don't dare to understand. ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at the golden cicada, he said the golden cicada, not the golden cicada, even if the monk's robe is fragrant, he does not recognize the disciples of Buddhism, is he going to betray Buddhism?

Jin Chanzi nodded and said, "Understood." ”

"It's a pity ......" After a long time, Guanyin Bodhisattva sighed and said: "Drink Meng Po soup, walk across the Nai He Bridge, and forget what you understand, wash a piece of white, and dye yourself in dust." ”

Jin Chanzi's face was full of regret, and the regret was not that he was going to forget, but that the Bodhisattva in front of him couldn't see through, and said: "It is precisely because I understand that I accepted the reincarnation of the ninth world freely, and I smiled and watched the gods and Buddhas eat my body, but unfortunately, you don't understand, and the Great Compassion and Great Compassion Guanyin Bodhisattva don't understand." ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva didn't seem to understand the piercing taunt of the golden cicada, and said slowly: "I haven't eaten it." "I have never eaten a bite of your flesh, I have not drunk a bowl of your soup.

Isn't it a sin to be indifferent?

Jin Chanzi said: "So, I am willing to say a few more words to you." ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva suddenly felt inexplicable sadness, sadness from the bottom of his heart, stopped speaking at the moment, escaped the scorching gaze of the golden cicada, looked at Hou Yi and said: "The only way to awaken the soul of the jade goddess is to reincarnate and gradually wake up, and there is no other way." Whether you want to be reincarnated or not is up to you. He turned to the jade girl and said: "In this life, the purple bamboo forest in the South China Sea is waiting for you to return, if you want to come back." ”

With tears in her eyes, the jade girl hurriedly saluted and said, "Even if the jade girl is reincarnated for thousands of lifetimes, she will not dare to forget her origin. ”

"Don't you dare to forget your origin?" After repeating this sentence, Avalokiteshvara disappeared and disappeared.

It's more like running away.

The jade girl stood in place, looking at the place where Guanyin Bodhisattva was standing, stunned, and then looked at Hou Yi, just when Fang Cai, the king of the earth and the Bodhisattva destroyed many souls in the bridge, she clearly saw that Hou Yi exerted all his strength to protect himself and the black dog, and exposed himself to the light of the Buddha.

If it weren't for Guanyin Bodhisattva to protect himself, Hou Yi would have withdrawn the guard and protected himself, thinking that he would have been seriously injured.

Such a man, how could Chang'e give up on him and covet the years in the fairy world?

The jade girl opened her mouth to speak, but she didn't know what to say, so she walked up to Meng Po and said, "There is Granny Lao, give Xiaoxian a bowl of Meng Po soup." ”

(Guess what kind of rice people Jiao Zhongqing and Liu Lanzhi will become when they are reincarnated again?) and Tang Xuanzang in the real world have intersected, and the two will stage a poignant love again...... wrote the dark Journey to the West as a love Journey to the West for Mao...... This is a disease that has to be changed. ）