You Nu forget the river

Chapter 48

I wiped the tears from my face indiscriminately, and was about to retreat to the hall with a shy face, but I heard the Buddha enjoining me in a deep voice: "Let's stay in the hall..." I raised my eyes in a panic, and saw the Buddha's face The dharma image gradually faded, the door of the main hall was closed in response, and only my brother was left in the huge hall.

The illusion in front of me seemed to be much clearer again, and the continuous plots were spread out in front of me. I watched them one by one, and finally covered my face and burst into tears.

It’s true, it’s a scene that doesn’t look so hurtful in the past, but somehow it makes me worry, especially the corner of Yinhu’s smiling mouth, which is obviously smiling, but it seems that the softest string on the heartstrings is being turned, and there is a slight throbbing pain .

The general idea of ​​the illusion is that the small world of hell, the bloody Wangchuan River, wild ghosts and sentient beings, and the god who protects the Wangchuan River are transformed into five lotus flowers under the seat of the Burning Buddha. .The mourning of the underworld was endless, so Lian sat by the river with her cheeks in her hands and watched those lonely and wild ghosts rushing from Huangquan Road, and then crossed the Naihe Bridge.

And on the Naihe Bridge, the beauty is revealed, squatting on the Naihe Bridge is a silver fox with white hair and transparent hair, whose soul is damaged and cannot transform into a human body.

Lian likes the silver fox to be with her very much. Every day when she rests her cheeks, she goes to pluck the hair of the silver fox, and then picks a flower from the other side and puts it in a bun, while the silver fox lies on the bridge railing. Looking at the upright lotus swaying by the bridge to nourish the soul, it is leisurely and leisurely.

Lian has a habit of sleeping. During the day, the underworld is dimly lit, and she yawns again and again. When she was sleeping in the dark, Shura came to pick up the silver fox. Seeing Lian's sleeping appearance, she fell in love with her immediately. marry.

When Shura, who was holding the silver fox, turned around and walked away, Lian opened her eyes in a daze, and only caught a little imprint of the dark black robe pattern in her eyes. He still thinks that the black shirt covering his face with his hands folded against the wind is the little silver fox that he hugged in his arms by the Wangchuan River hundreds of years ago.

The poor silver fox is still smiling at Lian every day, but he doesn't reveal the many twists and turns in the process.

Hundreds of years passed by in a hurry, Shura fought with the kings of all directions, and hurt the soul. Lian first rushed to Shushan to get the rejuvenation grass, but the unicorn and Taotie were really hard to deal with. Kneeling on the Lingshan Mountain for three days to pray for the soul lamp to repair Shura's soul.Seeing this situation, the Lantern Buddha sighed and said, if you want the soul-inducing lamp, you have to give it up.

The silver fox still had a slight smile on his face when he heard the words of the Lantern Buddha. After breaking through tens of thousands of years of cultivation, he obtained the soul of Shura who was willing to be fostered by the Soul Lamp with the Yuanshen, but he himself ended up flying away; Because Lian injured Taotie, Shura provoked a war with the Sifang Kings and experienced ten lifetimes of catastrophe. In the last life by the Wangchuan River, Lian saw the waves of blood and the phantom in the Silver Fox River, and suddenly realized.

Lian knelt at the foot of the Lingshan Mountain, wishing to use her cultivation to save the silver fox from the daily struggle in the river. The Buddha asked Lian: "What is love?"

Lian smiled Yiyi: "Staying together is love, and being willing is love."

The Buddha nodded slightly, then put Lian's primordial spirit into his sleeve, came to the bank of Wangchuan River, and transformed into a silver fox.

Yinhu still smiled with black eyes, the blood in the Wangchuan River was tumbling, Yinhu's soul wandered away, so insignificant that she burst into tears, Yinhu only said: "It's good if you keep it like this."

It's just this sound, it's good to keep it like this, it makes Ben Shang look sad, and shed some tears, crying while thinking, this silver fox is really an infatuated thing, I'm afraid Lian's brain must be fine Xiuxiu couldn't even tell the silver fox apart.

I was mourning, the teardrops hadn't dried yet, but the scene in the illusion made me dizzy and dizzy again and again. There was no other reason. When he handed over the skin bag to the Buddha with both hands, he was already dying, and he murmured in a low voice, begging the Buddha to grant him consummation.

Even this consummation hurts the original god, there is no other reason, but that skin is exactly my husband who has gone through many calamities in the mortal world, Guiyuan!

The top of my head was like a thunderbolt, and I felt dizzy. It turned out that my husband is the reincarnation of the silver fox!I stayed there just now, and it was another picture after another, which caused my heart to throb.

The Buddha put the lotus essence repaired in the golden bowl, and just in time for the Dharma meeting, Emperor Ziwei's concubine was resting in the Huazang realm. Knowing the aroma of the golden bowl, she regarded it as lotus tea, and drank it all in one gulp...

It turned out that Zixuan and Guiyuan... I dare not think about it anymore, the pain of bone erosion in the Wangchuan River for thousands of years, the inability to sleep every night after the tenth calamity, the slightest affection on the Naihe Bridge by the Wangchuan River , How can I overcome it with my love for Guiyuan?
Thinking about this matter in my mind, I stumbled into the illusion, and the Ziwei Palace in the illusion is the same as when I was crazy when I was young.

(End of this chapter)