One Thought, One Life, One Bodhi GL

Three days later.

"Xiao Jiu, will you go back to Uncle Jiroji with me?"

"why?"

"You are here alone, my uncle and I are worried, so..."

"With Ai Jiang here, I'm not alone."

"But……"

"Cousin, please go back if you have nothing else to do. I haven't finished my vacation homework, so I won't accompany you."

……

"Xiao Ai, this is my mobile phone number. If you need anything, just call this number, and I will definitely come over as soon as possible."

"I see."

Watching Suzuki Sonoko walking away step by step and turning back three times, the girl with dark hair locked the door and walked straight to the second floor.Sure enough, that young figure was standing quietly on the balcony, thinking about something.

"Pear Blossom, in Chinese, 'Pear' is a homonym for 'Li' - discrete. This tree should not be planted in such a prominent place in the courtyard. If possible, replace it with an orange tree. Do not block the front doors and windows. As for the surroundings of the house, plant a few petunias to cool down the heat in midsummer."

As soon as these words came out, Hui Yuanai was stunned, for a moment he didn't know how to respond.

"Ai-chan, let's go fly a kite together tomorrow." Looking up, there was still that familiar smile.

"Okay." How could she refuse.

The next day, the sun was shining brightly.

An empty lawn, no one else.The brown-haired girl was wearing a sun hat, sitting on a cushion, and was looking at the quiet little figure flying a kite not far away.

In the sky, there is a square plain kite with a long tail, dancing with the wind.

As her eyes shifted to the kite, her thoughts gradually drifted away.

Three days have passed since that night.During this period, the child never shed a single tear, not only that, not even a trace of sadness that should have appeared.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she probably wouldn't have believed it. This child had lost her only relative in the world.

Since the child returned home, he has stayed behind closed doors.Even the funeral, and the matter of sending the box back to Nagano, she was indifferent.

Every day, apart from eating and sleeping, the rest of the time, he would either stand quietly on the balcony, or stay with Dabai in the yard.

Terribly peaceful.

"Don't look at me with that look, don't worry, I'm fine." In front of her eyes was a lovely face with a faint smile, but she had never seen it before.

"Why..." She couldn't help but ask.

"Ai Jiang, I'm hungry. There's a festival happening over there. Let's go eat takoyaki." As soon as she said this, she noticed that the kite that was originally in the sky had returned to the child's hands at some point .

"Okay." Even if there are thousands of words, it can only be transformed into this one word at this moment.

at night.

"Ai-chan, I'm going back to Nagano tomorrow." When she walked out of the bathroom, she met a pair of red-brown eyes.

"are you alone?"

"I called my cousin just now, and she will go with me tomorrow." There was no evasive look in her eyes, but the clarity was no longer there.

"I see." He lowered his eyes and wiped his wet brown hair.

In the early morning, the breeze blows, and the pear blossoms float down.

"I'm going out." Carrying a small bag, stepping on the petals as white as snow.

"When will you be back?" Before she had gone far, a voice blurted out.

"I'll be back tomorrow." Turning around, she quietly looked at her standing at the door.

"Then, I'll make seafood hotpot tomorrow." He met that gaze.

"Really?! Ah, I can't wait, I just had breakfast." He swallowed hard.

"When the time comes, don't spoil your stomach." She smiled faintly.

"Hay, then I'm leaving." He waved his hand and turned around.

Nagano, Cemetery.

A new tombstone was next to a joint burial tombstone. The surrounding area was clean, and it could be seen that it was often cleaned.At this time, a young figure stood there quietly.

Not long after, she knelt down with a "plop".

"It was I who harmed you..."

The next day, she waited until evening.

Until it got dark, she had no choice but to dial Yuanzi's cell phone number.

"What?! Xiaojiu hasn't contacted me before!" The other end of the phone was so anxious.

She is messed up.

Call the police, search for people, and the Suzuki family will do everything they can.

No fruit.

A simple and unsophisticated city tower, the city gate is wide open, and there are very few pedestrians on the street.

A small figure in white clothes stood under the gate of the city, staring at the three flying and phoenix seal scripts in a daze.

a long time.

The little figure glanced back at the bright sun in the sky, then turned around and walked towards the city gate without looking back.

Take a step through the short arched gate.Inside the city gate, it was dark.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed.

I saw her tall and tall, with long black hair tied in a bun on the top, and a small crown with a hairpin on it; she was wearing a moon white robe; she was wearing black lotus-soled boots.

There are patches of bright red in front of my eyes, clusters competing to bloom.

The other side flower.

The Buddha called it Manjushahua.Flowers bloom for 1000 years and fall for 1000 years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet.Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined to life and death, we will know each other forever but we cannot fall in love.On the other shore that cannot be touched in this life, let go of all the memories, and the flowers will be forever.

When I looked back, the quaint tower was gone.The blue sky and white clouds are gone, too.

In the sea of ​​flowers, a path leads to nowhere.

Without a trace of hesitation, she walked straight towards the depths of the path and walked slowly.

The sky was pitch black, with no moon or stars.A sea of ​​flowers, dead silent.

At the end, I suddenly saw a city.On the gate of the city, there is a plaque with the words "Ghost Gate Pass" written on it.It echoes the previous Fengdu City Tower.

Enter the city and walk down the street.

I saw people of all colors wandering along the street.Among them, there are many people who are incomplete, and even hold their severed heads in their arms.Even if they wandered among them, none of them dared to come forward, and they all avoided wherever they passed.

Out of town.

It was another sea of ​​flowers. After a while, there was a faint movement ahead.When I got closer, I saw a river of more than ten feet lying in front of it, and a bridge on it was divided into upper, middle and lower three floors, leading to the other shore.

By the river, there is a boulder as tall as a man.

On the bridge, countless people with the bodies of bull heads and horse heads walked back and forth.Under the bridge, there are also bull-headed horses escorting a few people in front of the boulder.After a while, escort it to the upper level, or the middle level, or the lower level.

Those who walked on the lower level were dragged down by the sharp claws protruding from the undercurrent of the river and trapped in the river.

Those who walk in the middle, two or three out of ten will be dragged down, unable to escape.

Those who walk on the upper level rarely fail to cross the river.

Trapped in the river, ranging from decades to hundreds of years is unknown.

She stood by the river and watched for a long time.Until a bull's head suddenly came from the other side, ran forward in a hurry, and then knelt down on the ground.

"Welcome to Your Highness the Ninth Prince!"

The author has something to say:

The content of the section of Bianhua is referred to Baidu Encyclopedia and "Buddhist Scriptures"

For the detailed content and structure of the city, refer to "Journey to the West" and Baidu Encyclopedia.

Some declarations:

Xiao Jiu, I set it like this from the beginning.Alas, maybe I'm getting old, I didn't intend to give Jiu a golden finger at all, and this is just too much, Jiu You is not the main battlefield.

And, I'm sorry, the Conan chapter is over in a few chapters (it will be over after closing some of the previous dark lines).

Originally, I planned to write a comprehensive manga from the beginning, and synthesized all the animations I wanted to write at once.Therefore, if you only like Conan, the details I will explain after reading it can actually be regarded as the end.

Then, I plan, the following stories will be all daily (not fantasy).However, there is currently only one.

And I also found that the anime I seem to like and want to write, I can't find it for the time being.Maybe, maybe I will find it again, but I don't know when it will be.

If there is still something I want to write, I will continue to write, if there is nothing all this time, then it will be over.

that's all.

I suddenly want to make a statement, in fact, it is also out of responsibility to every little friend who follows the article.

Although it's already a bit of a spoiler, alas, maybe it's my fault that I was too slow, which caused my friends to forget some of the previous details.In fact, this chapter is at best the first to close the dark thread.

You may have forgotten that when I visited Conan in Chapter 27, Xiao Ai suddenly mentioned that the lily was withering for no reason (the flower that never withered that Xiao Jiu said was exactly the Bana flower that bloomed beside Huangquan Road in this chapter So the content of these two chapters, I buried the foreshadowing in Chapter 27).

Then, in Chapter 30, the auspicious lottery drawn by Xiaojiu: flowers bloom and swallows return to their nests, looking back at Hong Yannuo (Chapter 52 flowers bloom, flowers fall in this chapter, Xiaojiu returns to her lair, and the relationship between the two when parting dialogue).

Alas, for this article, I didn't intend to make up the word count, or write some unimportant things, otherwise I would be so sorry for staying up late to write the article.