My Lady's Fairy

"Who is that?" Shen Yue turned his head from time to time, looked at the girl who had taken the veil to cover her side, and said to Long Jun with some doubts.

"Her? Granny Meng, I have never dealt with her." Long Jun said impatiently.

"Why did she annoy Lord Long? Why don't you talk to me?" On the contrary, Shen Yue became amused, so he pestered Lord Long and said.

Lord Long hesitated for a while, and finally said: "I have been to the underworld for several years, and I had a conflict with the person in charge of Meng Pozhuang. She is stingy."

Shen Yue couldn't think of a man as magnanimous as Long Jun, what kind of stinginess looked like in his mouth.

When he was idle, he was already holding the little book titled "Liangyi" in his hand.

The two of them had already got off the Naihe Bridge, and it was almost impossible to see the girl who was still distributing the soup on the bridge from afar. Shen Yue looked at the surrounding scenery,

It seems that he also remembered something, but he couldn't think clearly.

"Xu Shiren has always traveled to the underworld, so he is somewhat familiar with it?" Shen Yue murmured.

From a distance, you can see the pavilions, towers and pavilions in front of you, but there is a big stone full of jasper standing in the center, which happens to suppress the left and right passages.

The yellow spring water under the Naihe Bridge flows here endlessly, and three or four small bridges of primitive simplicity are erected on the thoroughfare.

From time to time, ghost messengers in official robes would come. Shen Yue turned around and saw that Naihe Bridge seemed like a phantom.

On top of Huangquanshuifu, it surges up and down.

Lord Long said in a warm voice: "People who have not yet reached the end of their lives are different from those who have been forced to be judged in the ten halls, or who have different roots. We are walking on the avenue of the underworld. Wangchuan River, crossing the Wangchuan River, will completely cut off the Yangshi and the link with the underworld.”

Shen Yue said: "A mere underworld is also complicated."

Lord Long led him to the boulder, and said: "The underworld is also a small world, which is more interesting than the human world. You can see the scenes in Yangshi Street and Guizu City.

Traffickers and pawns, and guests are all the same as the world. "

Shen Yue rolled up the booklet, lit a stone, and said, "What is this?"

Lord Long replied thoughtfully: "Sanshengshi."

Shen Yue's eyes lit up, he broke away from Long Jun's palm, and hurried forward, stretching out his hand to stick it on the stone, while he said to himself: "This is the Sansheng Stone?

I have read Taoist classics, which record that in the Underworld, there is a three-life stone, if a person is imprinted on the stone, it can reflect this person's past and present lives, and I don't know who I was in my previous life..."

He pressed his palm on the stone, but saw a gray area, and there was no movement at all. He looked at it with some doubts, and pressed his other hand on it.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a blurry figure reflected on the rock, and what was vaguely visible was a head of white hair, but Shen Yue just wanted to look again.

The man at the side stretched out his hand and shattered the scene with his palm.

It was as if waves of ripples washed away and tore those images to pieces.

Shen Yue glanced at Long Jun dissatisfied, but saw that his expression was solemn, and said with some difficulty: "There is nothing to follow in the past, let's go and see what those are doing."

As he spoke, he grabbed Shen Yue's palm and walked forward.

Just walking halfway, suddenly a big river rushing forward suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

"Water of Wangchuan." Long Jun looked at the big river in front of him and said.

In the distance, there was a flat boat approaching, and the people inside seemed to have seen Lord Long and Shen Yue, and staggered the boat against the river bank.

When he came out, it was an old man who had already bald, holding a dirty straw hat in his hand, he waved to the two of them with a smile, and said: "Dongting Dragon Lord, rare visitor! I haven't come here for many years. Already!"

He glanced at Shen Yue who was standing aside, and said, "This..."

Long Jun said: "My wife."

Shen Yue's face flushed, and he walked aside rather coyly, waved his hands and said, "You talk to him first, I'll go to see the scenery of Hades first."

Long Jun said helplessly: "Don't go far."

Shen Yue waved at him like a child, "Don't worry, I won't get lost, if I get lost, and you, you can find me everywhere!"

As he spoke, he gradually walked away and disappeared from Long Jun's sight.

……

Although he was talking about walking around, Shen Yue felt that there was nothing to see in this big river.

This River of Forgetfulness lies in the middle of the Underworld, echoing the Nai River not far away. There are no more iron dogs, copper snakes, monsters and giant beasts in it than the Nai River; but in the River of Forgetfulness, there is a dead silence.

There are only faint ghosts like smoke floating back and forth on the river.

These are all ghosts who are in the underworld and cannot be reincarnated, or are willing to sink into the underworld.

Shen Yue watched them continue to ebb and flow in the Wangchuan River, and inevitably he also sighed, they either did not want to live in this world, or they did not want to be safe in this world.

Shen Yue recalled the description about Po Meng in Daozang.

Meng Po was originally a woman who admired Taoism. After her death, she was given a duty. On the Naihe Bridge, she gave the decoction to the soul of the dead to forget the past and present.

All the dead souls who entered the Hades had to drink a bowl of Mengpo soup.

Those who don't want to fall down from the river, tortured by thousands of evil spirits, struggle continuously, and finally fall into the river of Wangchuan, becoming the reflection in the lake that is constantly sinking and floating.

And if you drink Mengpo soup and don't want to go to the realm of reincarnation, then you can stay in the underworld, find some errands, and make a living.

Therefore, here, there is also Yangshi Street, there is also Shengrenfang, and there is Suwori World, which are the boundaries where these dead souls live in their descendants.

Shen Yue watched the world float, and couldn't help but sighed.

Only then did he have the opportunity to open the booklet in his hand.

Only then did he realize that this booklet called "Liangyi" seemed to be a set of sword formulas.

He turned over a page, and there was a hazy figure inside. He looked at the second page, but found that the bibliography on the first page had disappeared.

But for some reason, the figure just now was reflected in his eyes.

A gust of hellish wind blew in, and before he could stop it, the book was flipped wildly, and countless figures were squeezed into Shen Yue's eyes.

And the booklet in his hand was instantly wiped out!

He looked around, but couldn't find a trace of the booklet.

Shen Yue stood aside in frustration, and let out a long sigh.

Suddenly, he saw someone standing by the river, and he hurried forward.

But he found that it was a child, he was wearing a cloth, which was a bit tattered, but the color on his face was lifelike, he was actually a living person.

Shen Yue walked to his side and followed his gaze, only to see that what he was looking at was the big river and the flickering ghosts on the river.

Shen Yue squatted beside him, and couldn't help asking: "Little friend, what are you looking at?"

The boy smiled and said, "I'm looking at sentient beings."

Shen Yue untied the Si Youqin from his back, plucked the strings at will, and said, "Where are the souls in the Wangchuan River?"

"It's all bitter, there's no difference, just like all living beings." The boy said leisurely, Shen Yue listened to him interestingly, and seemed to have a bit of Zen.

Can't help but say: "Little friend, what do you think they have to suffer? What is suffering?"

The boy said: "Since I was born, my mother died of dystocia, my father was heavily in debt, sold me to traffickers, and I was tossed and wandered for seven years.

It coincided with the turmoil of the Taiping Road, and I have seen that because of the famine, everyone has to change their children to eat; I have also seen wild beasts on the mountain enter the village at night, take people back to their dens, and eat bones all over the ground.

I have also seen wars and chaos, ten rooms and nine empty houses; I have seen Buddhist temples collapsed, bandits and refugees looted the people;

On the mass burial mounds, corpses are like a mountain, the blood is cold, wrapped in a blanket, thrown into it, life and death are not asked; when the time is stable, everyone deceives the superior and the inferior, and the suffering of the people is not heard by heaven;

Daomen Buddhist temples are not human beings; the law of cruel officials is a hundred times better than that of the people; what's more, Jie Jie barks at the sun, which is tantamount to death; "

Shen Yue asked thoughtfully: "Then are you suffering?"

The boy clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "I am not suffering, all living beings are suffering."

Shen Yue looked at the boy looking into the distance, and there were five feelings in his heart. Compared with this child, what he saw and heard was not less at all, and even more.

He's seen it, he's seen it too.

The boy looked at Shen Yue and said, "Benefactor, are you looking for relief?"

Shen Yue thought about the journey along the way, he has seen too much hard work, and he has also suffered many, many grievances.

But what if he was asked to give up the present?

He is not willing,

He seemed to have an answer, and said with a smile: "Probably I am a layman, I would rather roll around in this world of fireworks than be free."

The boy's eyes were clear and he couldn't see any abnormalities.

There were rustling footsteps behind him, and Shen Yue could only smell a scent of sandalwood. He turned his head and saw a monk in black clothes. His appearance was a bit vague, and he couldn't tell his age.

He smiled and walked to the boy's side, and said in a warm voice: "If people want to know, all Buddhas of the three times should contemplate the nature of the dharma world, and everything is created only by the mind."

The boy turned his head slowly, put his palms together and bowed to the monk.

"Bodhisattva, is it suffering?"

"It's not bitter, is the boy suffering?"

The boy shook his head, and the monk stretched out his hand to touch the top of the boy's head, and said softly: "Fool, in the future there will be a kalpa of love, a kalpa of ruthlessness, a kalpa of appearance, and a kalpa of no appearance, just practice with me."

The boy still shook his head.

The monk asked: "Idiot, would you like to practice with me?" He pointed his finger, and saw a high mountain in the distance suddenly lit up with thousands of golden lamps.

The boy nodded, and the monk stretched out his hand to take the boy's hand, not knowing whether it was bitterness or joy.

He seemed to see Shen Yue just now, he saluted him with one hand, and said softly: "Mr. Long is close to others, and the poor monk is being polite."

Shen Yue hurriedly returned the salute and said, "Master is well."

The monk stroked the boy's head and said, "Idiot, do you have anything to return to the world?"

The boy nodded and walked up to Shen Yue.

He took out a few broken pages from his pocket and said, "Thank you, big brother, for staying with me by the river for a long time. I have been wandering around for decades, and you are the first person who is willing to talk to me."

Shen Yue took the paper with some puzzlement, but looked at the words on it with some hesitation.

"Tianji Chapter, Daoji theory."

"I picked this up by chance. If you drink it and peck it, there must be cause and effect. You are a predestined person."

The monk took the boy's hand, and the two gradually disappeared in front of Shen Yue.

Shen Yue waved to the two of them.

"It's Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva." A gentle voice came from behind him.

Shen Yue turned his head and saw Long Jun standing quietly behind him.

Shen Yue looked at the man in front of him, and said softly, "I have lost a lot in this life."

Long Jun looked into his eyes and didn't speak.

"In this life, when I was young, I died in battle and did not want to enter reincarnation; my playmate now shares the same body with the enemy, and two souls, intertwined for thousands of years, endlessly.

My master, who died delivering me a letter, my master ancestor, because I resigned from my high position and rich salary.

My good friend parted ways with me because of morality and obsession, and now we don't know each other face to face.

my whole life. "

As he spoke, he seemed to think of something, and slowly lowered his head.

"But in this life, you still have me." Long Jun opened his arms and locked him tightly in his arms.

It seems that I have been unwilling to let go for the rest of my life.

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