Journey to the West will accompany you to become a Buddha

On the road to Huangquan, flowers bloom on the other side

Flowers bloom for 1000 years, flowers fall for 1000 years, flowers bloom and leaves fall, life after life, flowers and leaves will never meet.

The ancient legends are printed in couples of poignant love stories. Even if we are on the reincarnation road, beside the Naihe Bridge, and drink up the Mengpo soup, we still have an afterlife. Don’t forget the Manzhushahua on the banks of the Sichuan River. The relationship will never be separated. , Fate and death are indistinguishable, and bear the eternal curse.

He can't remember clearly, but in his impression, it seems to be such a story, he was red as a demon, driving by the side of Huangquan road, one day the Buddha came, pulled him away, and took him to the other side, forgetting the water of the river, dyed Wet the Buddha's skirt, and faded his red body. From then on, he was pure white and flawless.

Although he didn't quite remember whether there was such a story, he knew that the woman woke him up with three clear tears.

I don't know the reason or the consequence. When he woke up, he saw that woman, with shackles on her hands and feet, crossing the Santu River on foot. The water ghosts underneath couldn't get close to her. The woman looked back and smiled softly

"How lucky to be able to wake up this flower that blooms on the other side"

"who are you?"

"Me, a god punished by heaven"

"why?"

"Because of you"

"I?"

The woman didn't look at him again, but looked up, only the hell was dark and dark, she pursed her mouth

"You haven't seen Baiyun yet, have you?"

"what?"

"It's as pretty as you"

Then, the scenery in front of his eyes changed, and there was an endless stretch of pure white. In the distance, a woman, looming in the clouds, was that woman, and there was a man playing the piano beside her.

"How about a dance?"

"it is good"

Slowly, he got closer, and the woman was dancing in front of him. He could feel the faint joy in the woman's heart, because she liked to dance on the clouds.

With a sound of thunder, he returned to hell from the clouds, and the thunder of the Nine Heavens descended and landed on the woman, who was still smiling.

His hands and feet were stiff and he couldn't move an inch. The woman disappeared bit by bit, disappearing from this world.

Lei, stop. He walked over. Where the woman stood, there was only a bead the size of a rice grain, colorless and lusterless. He put it in his arms and walked away.

Later, he learned that that woman slaughtered a whole country in the world, those ordinary human beings died in her hands, she likes to take a drop of blood from a person's heart, put it in a beautiful bottle, and then pour it all into the Wangchuan River , she said, just want to know how much blood can cleanse the river.

He walked in the world on foot, high mountains and plains, mountains and rivers, not knowing where to go.

One day, I met an old man and gave him a seed. The old man said that a long time ago, when he was a child, a beautiful woman passed by the village and gave him this seed. The old man was still young at the time, and he took it seriously, but year after year passed, and it never bloomed. He forgot that kind of seed in the soil until he was old, and his grandson accidentally played with it. Mu Mu picked out the seed, and he suddenly remembered it and kept it. Now that he is about to go west, the seed should be given away.

He took the seed and buried it and the bead on the top of Huaguo Mountain.

He thought, maybe, he will never know why that woman shed three tears.