You Nu forget the river

Chapter 1

I have stood beside the Naihe Bridge for countless years, watching the gorgeous Bianhua flowers in the Wangchuan River and the men and women who drank Mengpo soup every day, walking across the Naihe Bridge with wailing or mourning.

It used to be nothing more than a twilight, but when the twilight bloomed, only the flowers that bloomed on the other side of the forgotten past life remained. I am a little envious of those creatures who can walk across the bridge of Naihe. There is no other reason. I can't even cross the narrow and dangerous bridge over the overflowing blood river.

Granny Meng has known me for many years, and occasionally she would bring me some home-brewed wine for me to drink, and she called me Wangchuan.

I don't like this name a little bit. I can't say anything about the Naihe Bridge on the Wangchuan River. Looking back at the sky from the Naihe Bridge.

How hurt, how sad.

When I had nothing to do, I drank Po Meng’s wine and Po Po’s soup. Everyone said that a bowl of Po Po’s soup made me forget the pain of my previous life, because I didn’t know where I came from, but I didn’t know where I came from. How to mention it.You can see the past life beside the Sansheng Stone, even though I have stood there for many days, I still can't transform the past life from it.

People in the world say that forgetting is suffering, but they don't know it, and not knowing is also suffering.

Because of Po Meng's face-to-face meeting, he didn't feel uncomfortable in hell.

That day, I picked some Bianhua flowers and imitated the appearance of Meng Po to make wine. Black and white impermanence caught ghosts. I passed by my house, perhaps smelling the scent of wine, and came into the courtyard.

"When did my aunt learn from Po Meng's skills?" Bai Wuchang teased me. For some reason, everyone in this hell except Po Meng called me aunt. I put my hand on my face, always thinking about this youthful face, aunt Where does the word come from.

"I have nothing to do, I have to find something to make a living." I turned around and went into the back room, hugged the wine jar, uncovered the mud, and poured two bowls: "Taste how it tastes after being sealed for half a month."

Hei Wuchang is a drunkard, and started talking nonsense after two bowls: "Auntie, this wine is very good. If Auntie leaves someday, Xiaobai and I will miss him very much."

For some reason, I felt sad, so I also poured out a bowl, took a sip, and the astringent taste of Bianhua still remained: "Where else can I go!"

"My aunt doesn't know yet. The day before yesterday, Hades received a letter from Jiuchongtian, saying that my aunt will have a happy event in a few days." Hei Wuchang ate another bowl, and Bai Wuchang gave him a sideways look, "How can my aunt's happy event happen?" ? Last time..." Xu Shibai Wuchang knew that he had slipped his tongue, so he didn't continue.

I smiled lightly and didn't ask any questions. If I wanted to talk to you, I would naturally say so.The more I drank, the more I talked. Before I could ask, the black and white impermanence brought up a lot of my past.

It turns out that I am Wang Chuan.

The 500-year-old God, a lotus in the Western Sanskrit Realm, has cultivated into a human form in [-] years because of listening to the Buddha's voice.Western Bliss, the Dharma Realm of Buddha.At that time, the Buddha opened the altar to discuss the Tao, and all the ancient Buddhas and Bodhisattvas came to listen to the Dharma in bliss, and even the heavens came to listen to the Dharma as promised by the Buddha.At that time, I Wang Chuan fell asleep and turned into a prototype. Emperor Ziwei saw that Zensheng was pleasing to his eyes, so he begged the Buddha for me.

Afterwards, there was Wangchuan in the Ziwei Palace of Emperor Ziwei.

Unexpectedly, when he was [-] years old, by the Yaochi, he fell in love with a heartless man at first sight.

The third highness of Ao Shun, the Dragon King of the North Sea, is like jade, and I am so fascinated, on the day of Siyu's wedding, I Wangchuan jumped off Zhuxiantai.

So sad, so sad.

"I don't know who to marry me to at this time?"

"The fourth son of the Emperor of Heaven, return to Yuan."

Seeing that Bai Wuchang hesitated to speak, I felt suspicious, maybe there is still some rift between Guiyuan and me.

That day, black and white impermanence got drunk, and the king of Hades punished him severely.This penalty is always a bit strange.

I went to find Po Meng by the Naihe Bridge, and asked about Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai's punishment. Po Meng put something in my palm, a blood-red stone: "Wang Chuan, karma and reincarnation are completely accepted."

I paced in front of the Sansheng Stone, but still couldn't conjure up my previous life: "Meng Po, why didn't the Wangchuan under Zhuxian Terrace disappear in ashes?"

Meng Po didn't answer, she pushed aside the bloody sea of ​​flowers on the other side, and it was rare to see a clear one: "Emperor Ziwei has cultivated his cultivation for 3 years, but he can only keep your soul. The flowers on the other side have been in the flowers for more than ten thousand years, and then he has to forget the river... ..."

On the day I left the underworld, even Hades, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, came out to see me off, which made me feel that the scene was grand.The one who greeted me was Emperor Ziwei, dressed in a black-patterned robe, imposing, with joy hidden in his eye sockets, he patted my head affectionately.

"It really looks more upright."

Stepping on the Tianjie Road, Emperor Ziwei recruited Xiangyun, and the sea of ​​clouds fluctuated all the way. I turned my head, looked at the benefactor who saved me in Zhuxiantai, and said shallowly: "Will Wangchuan not marry?"

(End of this chapter)