The girl in the mural was lifelike, as if she was really going to fly out, and the more Liu Ping looked at the grievance, the more she wanted to protect the girl. Pity may be to describe her, right?

Thinking like this in my heart, I suddenly noticed that something was wrong, and my body began to become soft and light.

Out of body?

Liu Ping was startled, and before he could think about it, he saw a cloud of mist drifting in, sitting on the cloud, and Liu Ping plunged into the mural.

The perspective immediately changed dramatically - the attic of the temple in the sky, endless, overlapping, resplendent and beautiful, they were located on the clouds, and they were majestic, and they were no longer a human scene.

The clouds and mist carry the flight, just come to the hall in an instant, just take two steps, you can see the carved beams and painted buildings, the exquisite caisson well, the verandah of the red window, it is very spectacular.

It's a little shocking to open your mouth wide, isn't this too luxurious?

After walking dozens of steps, I came to the inner hall, and there was an old monk wearing a golden robe in front of me who was preaching the Fa, and countless monks sat on the futon with him as the center, listening to the scriptures with bated breath, and their expressions were extremely pious.

The old monk looked compassionate, his skin was dry, his face was wrinkled and furrowed, like the withered bark of an old tree, his lips were closed one by one, and he was softly reciting the scriptures.

Liu Ping approached, found a futon to sit down, dragged his chin and listened to the scriptures for a while, and suddenly found that the old monk actually told a popular story......

The old monk said: "There are countless pilgrims in the Buddhist temple every day, and everyone kneels down to worship the Buddha and sincerely recites the wishes in their hearts. The sweeping monk felt that the Buddha was too tired and wanted to listen to the voices of many mortals, so he said: Buddha, you are so tired every day, how about I take your place for a while? ”

"The Buddha said, "Yes, but you have to promise me one thing. The sweeping monk asked, "What's the matter?"

"The Buddha said, "If you stand on it, no matter what the pilgrim thinks, don't make a sound." The sweepers agreed. He stood on it in place of the Buddha. After standing on it, he found that he could really hear the hearts of countless pilgrims, some were ridiculous, some were rude, some were ridiculous, and some were sad, he wanted to speak, but as soon as he remembered the Buddha's instructions, he endured it. ”

In the afternoon of this day, a rich man came to him with a money bag and bowed down, praying earnestly that he would make a lot of money and that he would worship the Buddha, and then he left and forgot to take the money bag with him. Another beggar came in and bowed down, saying that his family was poor and couldn't open the pot, at this moment, he suddenly found a money bag in front of him, and he was overjoyed, and secretly said that the Buddha was really magical, and left with the money. ”

"After a while, a traveler who was about to cross the sea came in, praying that he would be safe on this voyage. At this time, the rich man came in, caught the traveler who was about to go to sea, and begged for money, and the two scuffled, seeing that the traveler was about to miss the flight. The sweeping monk finally couldn't help but say: Your money was taken by a beggar just now. ”

The rich man hurried after him, and the sea-crossing traveler took the opportunity to leave and catch the flight. The Buddha reprimanded: Why are you speaking out? The sweeping monk said: But what I said is the truth. ”

The Buddha said, "If you are telling the truth, what about the truth?" The poor are framed by others, fall into a predicament, and their wives, children, and parents starve to death. And the rich man's money is only ready to go to prostitution and gambling. The flight that the sea traveler caught was about to encounter a storm, and no one survived. ”

"Fate is impermanent, the number of days is uncertain, like a boundless sea of suffering, fighting for a boat without a boat......"

After listening to the story, Liu Ping sighed, and secretly said that this is indeed some meaning, in this painting wall, do you want to have such a mystery? After the old monk finished summarizing it, he read the scriptures again, and felt bored after listening to it for a while, and when he looked back, he found a familiar figure appearing on the clouds in the distance.

Wait, that figure looked a little like those heavenly maidens in the painting wall, Liu Ping suddenly remembered, quickly stood up, and left here.

When he walked to the entrance of the temple, he found nothing, and he did not give up, and began to look for it.

Walking around, after a long time, I don't know where I went, the winding path is far away, and after walking for a while, I saw a piece of fence, here is actually a green space, standing on it, I only feel the fresh air rushing to my face.

After a few steps, there was a faint cry not far away, frowning slightly, and as he got closer, his voice became clearer. It's a female voice, it's very crisp and good, but this resentful cry makes people feel a little heartbroken.

I couldn't help but feel a little upset, and walked forward dozens of steps to a small stream.

There was a huge rock next to the stream, and a young girl dressed in emerald tulle with a pink belly pocket sat behind it, sobbing.

The flowers are dying, Mengshang is very sad, those hateful weeds can't be pulled out, as if connected with the flowers, absorbing nutrients, strengthening themselves, watching the flowers wither day by day, she is at a loss, but still can't find a way to solve it.

March 3 is the birthday of the Queen Mother, and it is also an important day to start the peach conference, which is only a little more than a month away, and these very important flowers used to decorate are going to die at this critical moment. I'm afraid the consequences will be very serious, and it will inevitably be made difficult and even punished, thinking of this, Mengshang's cry is a little louder.

Those immortals should always have a way to solve it, but there is no way, Mengshang can't find anyone, and can only watch the flowers wither. The sisters who had made friends with her at this time also seemed to turn a blind eye, which made her even more heartbroken.

I also tried to find the Hundred Flowers Fairy, but she was always traveling, looking for no trace, and there was no solution, so I couldn't help but feel deep despair.

If you can't hand over those decorated flowers at that time, you will definitely be embarrassed, and even punished, who will care if you are a little fairy?

What should I do? I was so confused that I seemed to hear a voice, or was it the voice of a young man? I seemed to ask, what are you crying about? This is the residence of the flower fairy under the command of the Hundred Flowers Fairy, how can there be a young man?

Mengshang was a little depressed, secretly complaining about her incompetence, usually reading those romance novels, always hoping to be with a man who can be relied on, but at this critical moment, why are you still thinking about men? How embarrassing it would be if it was known......

Liu Ping listened to the gradually louder cry, very depressed, he called her two or three times but didn't hear, are all women deaf these days? Try again......

I took a deep breath, and when I heard the cry, I was even more upset, and I couldn't help but turn the shout into a shout, but I didn't seem to be able to hear it anyway.

"Don't cry!"

"Ahh

"Forehead......" Liu Ping was a little embarrassed, she didn't expect her to be able to hear it, such a shout, scared her a lot, shouldn't you think I'm a rude person?

The two sides were embarrassed and stunned, neither spoke, and just looked at each other.

"What are you crying about?" asked Liu Ping, smiling as much as he could.

Mengshang wiped her tears, thought for a while, and said reluctantly, "It's nothing......"

Liu Ping said: "It's okay, I'm leaving." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left, making Mengshang a little dumbfounded, isn't it written in the novels of the world, those handsome young people are very enthusiastic and helpful? Why did this young man just leave so simply? Is it because I am too ugly?

Suddenly shocked, if you don't shout, you're going to really leave!

"Wait!"

Liu Ping turned his head: "What are you doing?"

Mengshang said pitifully: "There is something...... Can you please help?"

Liu Ping's heart couldn't help but soften, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mengshang said: "My garden is overgrown with weeds, the flowers are withering, and I see that the March Three Peach Conference is about to start, and if it goes on like this, I can't hand over the flowers, and I will be troubled and ......even punished."

This is a little more informative, Liu Ping was shocked in his heart, but said quietly on his face: "Take me and see if there is a way to help you solve it." ”

Mengshang was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Childe!"

He immediately got up and led the way in front, Liu Ping looked around and asked, "Where is this place?"

"Childe has come here, why don't you know where this is?" Mengshang asked a little strangely.

"I entered this place by mistake, so naturally I don't know ......"

Mengshang said: "This is the Hundred Flowers Fairyland, and it is the territory under the rule of the Hundred Flowers Fairy. ”

Liu Ping asked again, "Can you tell me the girl's name?"

Mengshang said: "My name is Mengshang. I don't know the name of the son?"

Liu Ping said: "Under the surname Liu Ming, the word is usual." ”

"Then I'll just call you Liu Gongzi...... We're here. Mengshang said, pushing open a wooden door and walking into a small courtyard.

The yard was overgrown with weeds, filling the entire courtyard, and I originally thought it was one of the few weeds, and the flowers still accounted for the majority, but when I saw the flowers as if they were dotted among these grasses, I was a little dumbfounded.

The number of weeds is staggering, isn't it?

I couldn't help but have a headache and said, "This is where grass is grown, right?"

Mengshang said with a bitter face: "Liu Gongzi, don't laugh, what is Mengshang doing with grass?" After speaking, he looked at Liu Ping with some hope, and asked carefully: "I don't know if it can be solved?"

Liu Ping thought carefully about the Taoist methods and techniques he had learned in his mind, and after a while, he said, "I'll give it a try." ”