Suzaku

On the White Tower

“You shouldn’t be here.”

A certain nameless wandering soul floated in front of the bald wandering soul who was going on day after day, dropped a sentence that seemed to have a lot of meaning, and flew away again, leaving the bald wandering soul with its head tilted, standing on the boulder, and saying five words. Damn.

Five days later, he rode on the bone cat and walked along the Dahei Mountain. Although his somewhat chaotic heart just gave this walk the name of “walking”, he found the surrounding skeletons, The rotting corpses were a little afraid of themselves, and they didn’t dare to approach them too far away, and riding a cat by themselves made these densely packed dead spirits avoid them one after another, so the walk became a patrol.

Wandering Soul sat proudly on the bone cat, thinking that although he didn’t know who he was, he must have been a big shot before he died, so the breath brought into the underworld made these undead spirits extremely awed, but he had a doubt in his heart , why did the nameless wandering soul say that he shouldn’t be in this place? He shouldn’t be in this place, so where should he be?

He flew up, and among the more than 900,000 wandering spirits flying around the Great Black Mountain, he easily grabbed the wandering spirit A who had started talking to him.

The facial features of the Wandering Soul A captured by him are a bit blurred, but it still has plastic surgery. It seems to belong to the younger generation of Wandering Souls. What’s interesting is that there is always a blurry image on that blurred face. The innocent smile of a child.

After finding out that he was easily caught by this bald wandering soul, Pure Wandering Soul A had a bitter smile, as if he was very afraid.

The bald wandering soul looked at him without a trace of expression, and asked directly: “If I shouldn’t be here, where should I be?”

“Elsewhere Elsewhere”Suddenly, such voices rang out from all directions, and these voices came from the mouths of the nine hundred thousand wandering souls, just like the perpetual dark wind beside the steep cliffs of Dahei Mountain, blown by the bald wandering souls. It fluttered and scraped all around, as if trying to get into his head.

At the same time, the 900,000 wandering souls who had been silent all the time uttered their voices at the same time. This formation was very terrifying, causing the bones and carrion corpses under the Dahei Mountain to turn their heads to look at the sky. Some old skeletons raised their heads too quickly, white His skull fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

“Where is somewhere else?” The bald wandering soul has no ears, and its whole head looks like a circle, but it looks more like crooked melons and bad dates.

More than 900,000 wandering souls are still roaring, calmly roaring: “Elsewhere”

“Shut the fuck up, you’re not Rousseau’s soul”

Youhun got angry, and a roar burst out from his chubby head, and the roar quickly spread up and down Daheishan. Thousands of wandering souls who were closer to him showed fearful expressions for a moment, hissed, and were shattered into pieces by the roar, and scattered around the Great Black Mountain. It would take tens of thousands of years to become one.

Youhun was a little surprised, he didn’t expect that his roar would cause such serious consequences. But those wandering soul skeletons deeply felt the power contained in this roar, and left timidly.

He flew up, holding the wandering soul that started talking to him in his hand. For some reason, other wandering souls could not touch any matter, but his hand could touch the bone cat, and at this time he could Catch this wandering spirit.

“I shouldn’t be here, where should I be?” He flew to a protruding rock on the mountainside of Daheishan, looking at the white battle line that was constantly blooming with bloody fireworks in the far distance, and seemed to ask casually.

A wandering soul with a child’s face was trembling in his hands, and it took a long time before he could speak: “You are among us, we are very disturbed.”

“You are afraid of me, I know what kind of emotion fear is, but why are you afraid of me?”

“Because you shouldn’t be among us, or in other words, you shouldn’t be a wandering spirit at all, and it’s impossible to become a wandering spirit.”

“What are the requirements to become a wandering soul?” Youhun laughed, but his pale body couldn’t fully express his mood, and his face looked a little weird instead, “I thought that as long as he died, he would be a wandering soul.”

The boy turned his eyes to the black wasteland thousands of meters below, looked at the army of bones spreading densely on the wasteland to the sky, and those hundreds of thousands of wandering souls who only dared to fly in the low places with fear, said in a trembling voice : “I’m not very clear, but the wandering spirits around the Dahei Mountain are all old ghosts who have been dead for hundreds of years. From the day you entered the underworld, everyone has felt how strong you are.” He took a peek at this terrifying wandering soul, and continued: “Your mind is so strong that this space cannot accept you at all.”

“If I am so strong that this space can’t accept me, then why am I here?” Wandering Soul put his elbows on his forehead, these are just his subconscious movements, much like the statue in the world, “Why am I here?” here”

He repeated to himself.

“Perhaps there must be some reason.” The boy flinched.

“Then why do you dare to come and talk to me?” Youhun’s eyes suddenly flashed a frightening light, “And I can see that you have only been dead for a few years, why have you also become a wandering spirit? What is hidden under your body?” big pubic hair”

The boy’s face seemed to be about to cry, and he argued: “I have only been dead for a few years, and I don’t know why I became a wandering spirit. I heard that when I died, all my body was covered by some very powerful energy. Burned into nothingness, I can never find it again, and what killed me was another artifact, so I became this shape.”

Wandering Soul pondered: “Sacred Artifact Nothingness Well, it seems that you are also a very remarkable person, and you are qualified to talk with me.”

“Then do you know who you are?” he continued.

The boy showed a trace of shame: “I don’t know, after becoming a wandering soul, I forget everything.”

Youhun suddenly sighed, and said: “Maybe I have forgotten everything, maybe I am happier.”

“But what is happiness?” The boy said that he was not a philosopher, but simply didn’t know what happiness meant.

Youhun glanced at him, didn’t speak for a long time, and suddenly said: “Anyway, I don’t know who I am, and I’m tired of looking at these bones every day, so you can chat with me.”

The boy’s face seemed to dissipate at any time, showing a trace of unconfidence and honor: “Can you?”

“Yes.” Youhun said: “It’s not who you talk to, it’s just to pass the time, and I think you are very pleasing to the eye, but remember, in front of me in the future, don’t put on that innocent smile like a child , you are not young anymore.”

Youhun turned his head, looked at the sky on the other side of Daheishan, and muttered: “Why do you feel disgusted when you see your innocent smile?”

The boy faced Youhun and hurriedly pulled his own face, fiddled with it into a very serious expression, and floated to Youhun’s side in a fawning manner.

Wandering Soul glanced at him and said: “Since you said that I shouldn’t be in this ghost place, then if I go out in the future, find a waytake you out. ”

“Why are you so kind to me?” Hai’er felt that he was very lucky. At first, he just looked at this new scary wandering soul with some natural familiarity, so he took a big risk to say something, never expecting that he would Got a promise from this guy.

“A friend is a friend.” Wandering Soul nodded.

Dahei Mountain is as peaceful and gloomy as ever. The white tower on the top of the mountain emits a faint light. Compared with the brilliance of the magic weapon on the battlefield in the distance, it looks much dimmer, but it echoes with the white light hanging from the sky in the far distance. It seemed extremely stable, and it seemed that the wind in the underworld for tens of thousands of years could not cause the slightest damage at all.

The wandering spirits calmed down again, and began to walk among the bones and rotting corpses, using these little tricks to spend the extremely lifeless days, and to pursue their consciousness that was about to fade away. The horrible wandering spirit that made them uneasy and afraid is no longer staying on the rocks at the foot of the mountain these days. The wandering spirit floated down the mountain to catch the bone cat up the mountain, and then squatted on the rock on the mountainside facing the new kid.

Because the wandering spirit was on the mountainside, no other wandering spirit dared to fly there.

But more than 900,000 wandering souls are wondering why this wandering soul transformed from a powerful force that shouldn’t have appeared in the underworld didn’t break through the space to leave, but kept squatting on that rock instead. After many days later, the wandering souls learned something. It is said that the reason why the powerful wandering soul has been squatting on the mountainside is waiting to watch the sunrise.

What is the sunrise? The ghosts seem to have seen the sunrise in their erratic memories, but they seem to have never seen it before, so they are a little confused. After all, they have stayed in the underworld for too long. They went to ask the carrion corpse and the white bone again. Although the carrion corpse and the white bone remembered the sunrise, they also thought it was a very stupid thing for that powerful wandering soul to want to watch the sunrise in the underworld.

Even if he is the most powerful wandering soul ever, it is impossible to see the sunrise in the underworld.

“Why don’t you go to the top of the mountain to see it?” The boy asked the wandering soul, although he also thought that it was hopeless for the powerful wandering soul next to him to watch the sunrise in the underworld. I have confidence in the promise made by this wandering soul, and yes, I heard that the suffering in the underworld has lasted for five hundred years, and no wandering soul has ever been able to reincarnate as a human being. Although the wandering soul beside me is powerful, It’s probably fine to go out by yourself, but it’s too difficult to take yourself out.

Youhun’s gaze has been fixed on the white skylight in the west, he feels that skylight is very familiar, subconsciously hummed: “Take me a stick” and then he woke up, noticed the problem on the boy’s face, He replied casually: “That white tower on the top of the mountain is very annoying.”

“That’s Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.” The child said respectfully. Although the wandering soul has no memory, all the creatures in the underworld know that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has been working hard to find a way for everyone, a way that no longer despairs. Therefore, for Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, every living being in the underworld maintains the highest respect and respect. Hai’ermian was no exception, although he was more happy talking with this powerful wandering spirit beside him, but when he heard that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was annoying, he subconsciously reminded him.

Wandering Soul didn’t change his words, but said a little foolishly, “It’s just because I’m Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva that I’m bothered.”

I don’t know why, Wandering Soul is a little afraid to go to the top of the mountain, to the White Pagoda, and always feels that once he goes there, something he doesn’t want will happen.

Many days later, Youhun stood up, and the white light in the distance shone on his blue transparent face, which looked like translucent soap bubbles, which might burst at any time. He said to the boy beside him, “I’m going up the mountain.”

The child floated up and bowed to him in mid-air in front of him.

Wandering Soul threw the bone cat in his hand to Hai’ermian, Haier’s face had been beside him for a long time, perhaps because he had been infected with the powerful life force in his soul, he gradually had a tendency to materialize. He took the bone cat in his hand.

“Take care of Xiaobai.” Youhun glanced at him again, “I know that you chat with me these days just for the day I leave.”

The boy was holding the bone cat in front of him, a little bit motionless, and was slowly drifting downwards.

The wandering soul’s eyes were sharp, but there was no killing intent: “After I left, you were the most powerful among the 900,000 wandering souls. In your previous life, you must have been the person who liked to play tricks the most in the world.”

Hai’er didn’t explain, but lowered his head and said, “We are friends.”

“That’s right, so one day, I will take you out.” After Youhun said this, he didn’t look at him again, and when his soul became weak, he floated upwards.

I don’t know how long it has been floating, the wandering soul finally floated to the top of Daheishan.

The top of Dahei Mountain is an extremely wide flat land, about a few hundred square kilometers in size. I don’t know what force has flattened it, but there is no protrusion. In the middle of this vast flat land is a white pagoda, a huge white pagoda.

The wandering soul drifted closer to the White Pagoda, and when it got closer, it turned out that the White Pagoda was all made of human heads. The lower edge of the White Pagoda was two to three kilometers long. I don’t know how many heads there are.

He floated to the side of the tower, put his head close to the White Bone Tower, smelled the smell of these dead heads, then looked up to the tower, his eyes followed the smooth bone surfaces, until he saw the sky.Above the sky, I saw the strange beast with one horn, dog ears, dragon body, tiger head, lion tail, and unicorn feet.

The strange animal’s ears moved slightly, as if it heard his arrival.

Wandering Soul is confident that he has never made any sound, but since the other party heard it, he doesn’t seem to be very surprised. He floated to the side of the strange beast, stretched out his hand and twisted its ear.

The strange beast didn’t seem to expect that a wandering soul could touch its most precious ear, so it jumped and opened its mouth to howl.

Youhun said indifferently: “What a fart, and you can’t kill me.”

The strange beast lowered its head slightly, the unicorn was shiny, and seemed to be thinking. After a while, it admitted the inference of the powerful wandering soul, tilted its head, arched its body, and ignored the wandering soul.

Youhun said: “How could you shrug your shoulders like others, how did your master teach you?”

He looked up at the monk sitting on the strange beast, and asked, “Bodhisattva, let me ask you why I became a wandering soul. The little ones below all said that I shouldn’t be here, I can’t be here, I should be here.” Elsewhere.”

The monk was wearing a cassock with a string of bones hanging on his chest. His face was dark, his eyebrows were flattened, and his expression was dull. He just looked at the skylight in the far west and replied, “You should be somewhere else, but you are here.” Here.”

“I heard from that child that no one in this underworld can be reincarnated.”

“Even if you are an arhat, you can reincarnate in the human world without going through the underworld, let alone you are a person who has attained the fruit of a great bodhisattva.”

“I am the fruit position of the Great Bodhisattva” stayed at the foot of Dahei Mountain for a long time, and caught many newly dead people to ask. The wandering soul learned a lot of knowledge, scratched his head and said, “Which Bodhisattva am I, Manjushri, Samantabhadra, or a spectator?” The sound, the light, the moonlight, or the general trend”

The monk was expressionless and did not answer.

The wandering soul asked again: “If the great Bodhisattva does not fall into the underworld, how could I become a wandering soul?”

“When you died, there happened to be a great supernatural power who would rather consume the Buddhist surname that he had secretly cultivated for many years, freeze your soul, forcefully go against the sky, and send you to the underworld, thus preventing you from living in the world. Reincarnated.” The monk said: “I never thought that he was already close to the realm of Buddha.”

Wandering Soul thought for a while, didn’t want to understand, floated up, sat next to the monk, sat on the body of the strange beast, put on the awning with his hands, and looked at the sky light in the distance with him.

“Who am I?” Wandering Soul stretched out his hand, took off the bone chain around the monk’s neck, and tossed it in the air. Condensed into white mist.

“Who do you say I am?” The monk asked him without looking back.

Youhun glanced at the monk’s side face, shrugged: “You are Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.” Then he looked at the strange beast under him: “This is your pet, called Di Ting.”

The monk asked him: “Since you know who I am, why don’t you know who you are?”

Youhun replied confidently: “Because I am dead, but you are not dead.”

The monk asked him again: “Why did you stay halfway up the mountain and didn’t come up until today?”

“Because I’m tired of staying, I always feel that I shouldn’t be in this ghost place, I should go back.”

“Back to where”

“Home.”

“Where is your home”

Youhun suddenly smiled slyly: “Don’t say that my home is where my heart is at ease. Although I can’t remember where my home is for the time being, I know it’s not in this ghost place anyway.”

This is the second time he talked about ghost places.

The monk laughed, with a compassionate light shining on his dark face: “You are right, this is a ghost place.” He stood up and slowly closed his eyes: “Such a ghost place shouldn’t exist at all. , let’s come together.”

Wandering Soul couldn’t understand it, but understood it, and his weightless body floated onto the single horn of the Listening Truth Beast. Standing in the dark wind in the underworld, looking at the white light in the distance, he asked, “Then what should I do?” what”

“Study.” The monk waved his left hand lightly, broke through the space, and took out a book. The surface of the book was light yellow, which looked very old.

Looking at the book in his hand, the wandering soul suddenly frowned, looked up at the sky, and said after walking for a long time: “The remaining memory tells me that this book is a fake. .”

“Of course this book is fake.” The monk said with a slight smile, “I wrote it back then.”

Wandering Soul shrugged again, and stepped on Di Ting’s horn: “What Bodhisattva wrote, it can’t be faked anywhere, and it seems that when I was still alive, I was also a person who loved learning.”

“A good boy is one who loves to learn.”

Looking at the wandering soul who was lying on Di Ting’s body and reading Maitreya’s next life scriptures behind him, the monk walked down slowly, caressed Di Ting’s somewhat resentful eyes lovingly, and walked to the edge of the cliff on the top of Dahei Mountain. Yu’s eyes stared straight at the skylight in the far west, which was the light left by the Buddha, and it was also the only channel connecting the underworld and the human world.

If you want to reopen the six paths of reincarnation, you must open that channel.

Thinking of this, the monk took another look at the wandering soul who was reading the book, only to find that the wandering soul fell asleep at some point. The wandering soul does not need to sleep, and this wandering soul is really unusual. The monk smiled. Originally, he could tell all the things to that wandering soul, but unexpectedly, wandering soul also understood his thoughts very well.Have asked again.

Sure enough, Maitreya was reborn in the underworld. Seeing that the perseverance of five hundred years finally had a glimmer of hope, the heart of Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha did not fluctuate. It seemed that this was just a natural thing.

He is the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the great Bodhisattva who vowed not to become a Buddha.

Five hundred years ago, the Buddha closed the six realms of reincarnation with his dharma body, and blocked the only passage with Buddha light and stone monkeys.

Three hundred years ago, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva woke up from a deep sleep and began to summon hundreds of millions of dead spirits in the underworld to go west.

The west is not a pure land, but the west has that light.

He watched the magic weapons fighting on the battlefield in the distance, and looked at the god Erlang sitting quietly in the dark clouds. If it wasn’t for this God of Killing who fell into the underworld to help him for some reason, the power of heaven and the pure land would have surrounded him. Live in Montenegro.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva looked at the corpses at the foot of the mountain, which were like white ears of wheat, and stood amidst the howling wind, his body was as calm as the earth, and he was as calm and secret as a secret treasury. Narrowing his eyes, he realized that there was an extremely powerful fluctuation in the space. The Buddha finally came to find the wandering soul behind him.

To be continued: