(A bowl of love-forgetting water has ruined many lovers)
Lan Feng looked at the wolf-headed monster kneeling on the ground in front of him in astonishment. He was no longer the ferocious monster before. How long had the wind and snow hidden in these tearful eyes, how long had he been infatuated...
Lan Feng recognized this look. When he said goodbye to Wan Xi that year, those two lines of clear tears were exactly the same as those of this wolf-headed monster.
He stepped forward to help the wolf-headed monster and said: "The donor must have some connection between this sachet and you. You must have lived alone here for many years. If you have any concerns, you might as well talk to the young monk. Although I don't know if I can. I can help you, but it’s better to say it than to bear it alone..."
The wolf-headed monster tremblingly touched the flower sachet in his hand. He sighed and said, "Little master, would you like to hear me tell you a story?"
Lan Feng saluted and said, "Amitabha, this young monk would like to hear the details."
The wolf-headed monster's eyes were blurred, and he fell into deep memories...
"Once upon a time, there was a god in the sky. He was one of the twenty-eight stars in the White Tiger constellation. He fought countless battles in his life and made great contributions to the heaven.
But thousands of years ago, the Seven Demon Kings led thousands of demons to gather in Aolai Mountain and declared war on the heaven on the grounds that they did not obey the destiny. That war lasted for hundreds of years, and the immortal was unfortunately seriously injured in a battle with a demon.
He staggered and fell in front of the Pixiang Hall. His consciousness was blurred and he was about to disappear into ashes. At this time, a jade girl walked out of the Pixiang Hall. Seeing that the immortal was dying, the jade girl broke off a section of red plum blossoms from the Baiyuan Garden next to the Pixiang Hall.
She picked the plum blossoms, crushed them in her mouth, and then put them into the fairy's mouth. Xianmei regained her soul and saved the immortal's life. After the god woke up, he thanked the beautiful girl and threw himself into the battle between gods and monsters. But he didn't know that the beautiful girl was already in love with him.
Many heavenly warriors were lost in the battle between gods and demons, but that god was lucky enough to survive. He was grateful to the beautiful girl who saved him, so he went to the Pixiang Palace to look for her. But when he came to the Pixiang Palace, he saw that the door of the palace was damaged. He was worried, fearing that the jade girl would be affected by the war between gods and demons. When he turned around and looked around, he saw the beautiful girl looking at him longingly under the red plum tree...
Black hair, light makeup, white clothes with plum marks. The willow leaves are hanging down and the autumn water is flowing, and the lips are smiling.
The god was also fascinated by the sight. He couldn't control himself and stepped forward to take the beautiful girl into his arms.
Since then, the two have been in a cocoon of lovesickness. But under the rules of heaven, there is no room for lovers to stay together. Every time they meet, they are afraid that one day they will end up in a place of eternal destruction.
Finally, the two decided to elope. Fortunately, this immortal is a Taoist yellow wolf who became an immortal and can come and go as he pleases in heaven and earth. But this beautiful girl is a fairy from Baihua Cultivator. If she comes to earth and is not nourished by the fairy energy of heaven, she will fall into reincarnation again.
The jade girl smiled and took out a flower sachet from her arms, embroidered with the word "花" on one side and the word "木" on the other. These two words were taken from one of the two people's names.
The jade girl said to the immortal, if there is love, the mountains and seas will prove it, my face will age easily, but my heart will not change. You take this sachet and look for me after sixteen years. I will wait for you in this life, forever...
After saying that, the jade girl jumped up and fell down from the Pixiang Palace with tears in her eyes. By then, all the flowers in the Pixiang Palace were gone, except for the red plums, which were still as red as blood.
When the god saw his beloved swearing to leave, he resolutely descended to the mortal world.
When the Jade Emperor learned of this, he ordered the remaining stars to search for him in the lower realms, but to no avail. He was furious and dismissed him from his immortal position.
Twenty years later, the immortal searched thousands of mountains and rivers, and finally found the true body of the jade girl in Baoxiang Kingdom. It turned out that the jade girl was the third princess of Baoxiang Kingdom in this life, and her name was "Baihua Sha". She has a face that will impress the country, just like the jade girl in the Xiang Palace back then.
The god was overjoyed and immediately stepped forward to hug Baihuaxi. Unfortunately, Baihuaxi had already drank Meng Po soup on Naihe Bridge and had no idea about the past life. Seeing the man's recklessness, he hurriedly ordered the guards to pull him away. The god waved his hand, and all the guards were knocked to the ground. He took out the sachet of flowers from his arms and showed it to Baihuaxian, but Baihuaxian was ignored. Slap your palm on the ground...
From that moment on, this god knew. So what about the eternal vows? Still no match for a bowl of forgetful water.
So, in a rage, he revealed his prototype and showed his wolf face. He dismissed everyone, waved his hand, and took the flowers into his arms. He flew away and fled to the Wave Moon Valley in Wanzi Mountain.
Baihua was ashamed to see the evil face of this god, so she was not willing to marry him. He hides in every possible way all day long and washes his face with tears.
But Kui Mulang still treated Baihuaxi well and treated her well despite what she did to him. And Baihuaxi stayed in this wave of moon valley for thirteen years...
In the past thirteen years, in order to help Bai Huaxian recover her past life memories, the god visited all the famous mountains and rivers and asked for panacea. But, it's all to no avail...
Let me ask you, the lover with whom I was sworn to each other in the past has now become a stranger and an enemy. Who can bear this pain? "
At this point, the wolf-headed monster choked deeply, and he continued: "Later, by a coincidence, the god heard that there was a holy monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty. He also heard that a bite of his flesh could make people alive. , flesh and white bones, immortality, as long as the sky. The immortal thought it would be great if the flesh of the holy monk could restore Baihuaxi's memory. So he captured the holy monk into the cave...
But when Baihuaxi heard that the strange god wanted to eat human flesh, she immediately panicked. She secretly let the holy monk go while the god was sleeping.
The god woke up and disappeared. The monk was furious, so he turned into a human and went to the king. He turned the holy monk into a tiger and accused him of being evil. Then he used a trick to capture the holy monk again.
Later, Sun Xingzhe came and changed into a hundred-flower-shy appearance, causing the immortal to vomit the golden elixir, and then he and the other stars descended upon him. Before leaving, the immortal hugged Baihuaxi and shed a tear of love. Unexpectedly, the teardrop of love evoked the memory of Baihuaxi. However, he was about to go to the Jade Emperor to receive his punishment, so the immortal poured his golden elixir into it. The Baihua Xiang sachet was given to Bai Huaxian again. He told Bai Huaxian that this sachet can protect you from aging for thousands of years. Before leaving, he entrusted the holy monk to send Bai Huaxian back to Baoxiang Kingdom and wait for him to tell the Ming Jade Emperor. Come back and renew your relationship with that Baihuashame...sigh..."
The wolf-headed monster sighed deeply.
After hearing this, Lan Feng felt melancholy in his heart. Infatuation is always misunderstood by ruthlessness. Flowers bloom and wither, but will the flower that blooms again be the same as before...
"That infatuated god..." Lan Feng said.
The wolf-headed monster touched the flower sachet in his hand and said, "That god is me, Baihusu - Kuimulang..."
Lanfeng looked at the dark Sutra Building, rubbed his hands and asked, "What happened next?"
Kuimulang said: "Later, the Jade Emperor forbade me to see Baihuaxi again, and punished me to burn the stove for Taishang Laojun, but I was always concerned about Baihuaxi. Until one time Guanyin Bodhisattva came to meet Laojun, I begged him to let me meet Baihuaxi, even if he took my immortal magic. Seeing my infatuation, Guanyin Bodhisattva asked me to help Master Tripitaka on his journey to the west. When the merits are complete, he would let me see Baihuaxi. ..but...but..."
Speaking of this, Kui Mulang felt sad again: "Later, I helped the holy monk to subdue the Maitreya disciple's yellow-browed monster, and then helped Sun Xingzhe to subdue the three rhino spirits in Xuanying Cave. I thought I could finally fight with Baihua. We stayed together for the rest of our lives, but when I returned to Baoxiang Kingdom, the place was already in flames of war. I was so anxious that I broke into the palace, only to see corpses everywhere on the ground. Where could I find Baihua Xi..."
At this point, Kuimulang burst into tears and broke down in tears. There are no coincidences in this world, but the most ruthless and difficult to guess is fate.
"Amitabha, the donor of Kuimulang, this hundred-flower sachet was given to me by the young monk's sister. She told the young monk that this sachet was also given to her by an old woman. You see..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Na Kuimu stared at Lanfeng with a shocked expression, his wolf face mixed with tears and surprise.
"Little master, you...you mean..." Kui Mulang stopped choking and grabbed Lanfeng's hand.
Lan Feng said awkwardly: "What the young monk means is that you just said that this sachet can keep Baihuasha immortal for thousands of years. Maybe that old woman is the person you are looking for."
"Yes, yes, little master, you are right!" Kui Mulang's voice trembled, unable to conceal the joy in his heart, "little master, where is your sister? Quick, take me to find her!"
Just as he was talking, Kuimulang grabbed Lanfeng and walked out. Lanfeng only found it funny. He broke away from Kuimulang and said, "Donor Kuimulang, don't get excited. Xiaoseng's sister is thousands of miles away from here. Besides, that was six years ago."
Kui Mulang said anxiously: "This, what should we do..."
Lanfeng smiled and said: "Donor, please don't be anxious. The young monk is just a lay disciple of Jinshan Temple. Although he has understood the Buddhist scriptures and Dharma these years, he has never been able to transform the world. Only when he saw the suffering of the people yesterday did he realize that he is here. Cultivation is useless, you still need to live in the world and experience the warmth and coldness of the world. So I will say goodbye and return to my hometown after a while, and then you can just go forward with the young monk..."
Kui Mulang felt relieved when Lan Feng said this: "What the young master said is that I am impatient, impatient..."
After saying that, Kui Mulang sheepishly handed the flower sachet to Lan Feng and said, "Since your sister gave this sachet to you, please return it to you."
Lanfeng saw that Kuimulang was quite sentimental about the sachet. He had just heard this touching story and said, "Donor Kuimulang, please keep this sachet for now. This is a relationship between you and Baihuaxi Donor." Witness our love. When we go back and find the benefactor of Hundred Flowers Shame, please give him to me..."
Kui Mulang was a little embarrassed. This past event should have been sealed in memory and forgotten by the years, but after many twists and turns, things finally turned around. He carefully put the potpourri sachet into his arms. After a thousand years, he was afraid that he would be able to sleep well tonight.
Lanfeng breathed a long sigh of relief. He looked at Kuimulang's relieved expression and thought that he had accumulated some merit. However, he glanced at Tripitaka's transcript on the desk...
"No!" Lanfeng suddenly shouted, "Donor Kuimulang, you haven't finished telling your story yet! I already understand the story of you and Baihuaxi, but why are you at Jinshan Temple? Why do you want to rob Sanzang again? The mage’s transcript?”
The night was already deep, and the cold wind was howling, blowing in through the holes in the windows. While Lan Feng and Kui Mulang were discussing in the Sutra Pavilion, the lamp was lit in the room of Elder Xuanzhi next to him.
