Scroll of Seven Sorrows

Chapter 42

Fan Wujiu clapped his hands, hiding his achievements and fame.

He Ran was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he lay down in He Chi's arms angrily, and said, "Brother... am I... going to die?"

He Chi looked at his silly brother, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.He himself still had the sword wound stabbed by the killer in his waist, so he didn't bother to bandage it. Instead, he was busy comforting his silly brother, saying, "Don't worry, I won't die. I was hurt more than you. If I die, I will die first."

He Ran panicked, shook his head slightly, and said, "Brother, don't die."

"He Ran, do you know that I have always hated you." He Chi couldn't see the red eyes of the person in his arms, so he simply turned his head and closed his eyes, and said what he wanted to say directly.

He Ran was full of grievances, and asked, why, am I not your real brother?why do you hate me

He Chi's eyes were closed tightly, and in the crimson eyes, the image of when he was five years old flashed out.

That was the first day he moved into the East Palace, and the East Palace was very lively.But he searched every corner of the Eastern Palace, but he couldn't see the shadow of the emperor father and the empress mother.He asked the palace people, and was told that both his parents were in the second prince's palace.So he escaped from the banquet specially prepared for himself and went to his second younger brother, only to see his father and queen playing with He Ran in the courtyard. The family of three happily resembled every ordinary family outside the palace.In an instant, resentment and jealousy crazily took root and grew deep in He Chi's heart.Why?Today is the day when he officially entered the East Palace, but his parents played with his brother all day long.So what is he?He was only five years old, and he cared more about his parents' love than his illusory status as a prince.That was the first time he clearly realized that his parents favored his younger brother.

Later, as he grew up, he gradually became numb.Seeing all his younger brother's wishes being fulfilled unconditionally, and seeing his father rewarding his younger brother time and time again, he gradually got used to it, used to living in fear, and was used to being ignored even in the court and the inner palace.He only begged He Ran not to take away his crown prince, after all, this is the only and last thing in his hands.

What brought He Chi back to reality from the memory was He Ran's sobbing: "Brother, why? Why do you hate me? What did I do wrong?"

Yeah, what did he do wrong?Just now he blocked the sword for himself.The ones who are wrong are obviously the father and the mother.

"It's the elder brother who said the wrong thing, the elder brother doesn't hate you." He Chi sighed and comforted He Ran.

He Ran has a childish temper, and when He Chi apologized, he immediately stopped crying.

The guards protecting the princes arrived late, and they were terrified when they saw the corpses of assassins all over the floor.For a moment, the two of them were surrounded by people making a mess.

"It's almost there?" Xie Bi'an took out a small scroll from his pocket and asked.

"It's almost there." Xiaojuan said.

Finally being able to recover his male body, Fan Wujiu burst into tears.

Passing through the gate of the present world, Fan Wujiu is a tough hero again.

There is only one last ghost left, and everything will be settled. Whether the Bodhisattva will become a Buddha is left to fate.

After completing two tasks in a row, the two ghosts of black and white impermanence were very tired, and they fell asleep when they got home.

Before going to bed, Xie Bi'an thought, after completing the next task, the house of the two of them must be completely opened up, so that the space at home can be larger.

When Qi Ye woke up, Fan Wujiu had disappeared, he shook his head, then turned on the phone, and saw Fan Wujiu's message, saying that he had something to go out to let Qi Ye take a good rest.

Xie Bi'an stretched his waist, opened the small scroll and glanced at the spoiler of the next mission in advance, then snapped his fingers, and changed his pajamas into the white suit he usually wears.

He walked around the empty house and felt a little bored, so he went out for a stroll.

When Qi Ye went out for a stroll, most of the time he went to the Naihe Bridge, and this time was no exception.

Meng Jiangnu was wearing a deep skirt with a curly train. The vermilion dress was paired with a lotus root pink skirt, her temples were curled up, and a few hairpins were inserted obliquely. She was dressed in Han Dynasty.

"People around me are like the moon, and their wrists are covered with frost and snow. This wave is not bad." A ghost said when he took the soup bowl.

Meng Jiangnv glared at the ghost, and said angrily at the ghost: "Want to taste the feeling of being dissipated?"

The ghost froze instantly, shook his head like a rattle, gulped down Meng Po soup, and then slipped away as if fleeing.

"Hello." Seeing that Meng Jiangnu didn't see him, Xie Bi'an went around behind her and patted her on the shoulder.

Sure enough, Meng Jiangnv was trembling with fright, spilling most of the soup she just filled in her hand: "Thank you! Definitely! Ann! You will not die! Believe it or not, I will report to Wei Juan after I get off work, what will happen in the future? Don’t even think about going up the bridge.”

Knowing that Meng Jiangnu knew about it, Xie Bi'an said that she would not really run to Wei Zheng: "Then you go and look for it, do you want me to accompany you and give you a proof?"

Meng Jiangnu snorted and turned her head away: "Xie Bi'an, you just want to piss me off today, right?"

"Is it possible? You have died once, so is it possible that you can die again?" Xie Bi'an said with a smile.

Meng Jiangnu picked up a bowl of soup and poured it on Xie Bi'an's face.

Xie Bi'an easily dodged, and the whole bowl of soup was poured down the bridge along the railing.

"Damn it, who poured the soup—" It was Ah Bang's voice.

Meng Jiangnv laughed loudly, and then shouted down: "It's Master Qi, Niutou, remember to get the place back."

Xie Bi'an looked at Wang Chuan, shook his head, and said, "The relationship between us seems to be inseparable for a while."

"By the way, Seventh Master, I heard that you and Eighth Master are getting together?" Meng Jiangnu's face was full of gossip, "Last time I asked you, you still pretended to be stupid with me, and in a blink of an eye, you and I are together, tsk tsk tsk, a man's heart, Sea Needle."

Xie Bi'an folded his arms and turned away, expressing that he did not want to discuss this topic with Meng Jiangnv.

After Meng Jiangnv smirked a few times, she obediently followed Qi Ye's intentions and changed the subject: "How about the mission Wei Juan gave you before? How many are left?"

Only then did Xie Bi'an face Meng Jiangnv again, and said, "There's still one more thing left, and when it's done, we can go back to the days we used to eat and wait for others to die."

"Tell me about the last mission."

There was nothing he could do about being entangled by Meng Jiangnu, Xie Bi'an could only talk to her roughly.

It is said that in a troubled time, a man was conscripted and went to the battlefield.Before leaving, the man told his wife, when I come back, I will let you live a good life wearing gold and silver.The man had been fighting for several years, and his position was getting higher and higher. He seemed to be returning to his hometown soon, but it was probably because the flag was set too well before he left, and he died on the battlefield of the decisive battle.When the horse leather shrouded body was returned, his wife held the corpse and cried at the city gate for ten days, until the city gate collapsed.Later, the wife died in love, and may have been reincarnated for more than ten lifetimes, but the man has been left in hell and cannot be reincarnated.

"What's that man's name?" Meng Jiangnu asked after being taken aback.

Xie Bi'an thought for a while and said, "It's called Qiliang."

The spoon in Meng Jiangnu's hand clattered to the ground.

"What's the matter? It can't be your man, right?" Xie Bian joked seeing Meng Jiangnv's distraught look.

Meng Jiangnu summoned an avatar to take her place, and pulled Xie Bi'an down the bridge: "Where is he? Take me to see him."

Xie Bi'an: "Is it really your man? But isn't your man's name Fan Xiliang?"

Meng Jiangnu's eyes were red, and she said: "No, according to folk rumors, he is called Qiliang. We are both from Qi, and he went to war soon after we got married. After I died, I asked the king of hell to let me survive on the bridge of Naihe. Tang, just to be able to see him again. But after waiting for thousands of years but still not waiting for him, you tell me that he has been in hell all this time? Or is it the endless hell? Why?"

Who would have thought that Meng Po, who stands on the Naihe Bridge every day to persuade people to forget their past, is guarding a relationship, guarding the vicissitudes of life and the vicissitudes of time.

He is obviously a person who values ​​love and righteousness, but he chooses to teach the world to let go of their obsessions.

It may also be that I have experienced too many joys and sorrows, and I am reluctant to let all sentient beings become like me.

"Probably because he has always wanted to see you again. After all, he promised you to go home, but he couldn't come back, so he didn't want to reincarnate, and he became a stubborn household."

After listening to Xie Bi'an's words, Meng Jiangnu turned her back, covered her face with her hands, her shoulders kept shaking.

Xie Bi'an knew that although Meng Jiangnu couldn't shed tears, she was indeed crying.

For a moment, Xie Bi'an suddenly felt lucky. Fortunately, he had nothing to do today and came to chat with Meng Jiangnv for a while. Otherwise, Qi Liang's soul would be gone, and Meng Jiangnv would not see him even if he waited another 1 years.

"It's okay, don't worry. The conditions in Infernal Hell have been pretty good these years, and he hasn't suffered much." Xie Bi'an comforted, "I'll take you to see him right now."

Xie Bi'an always thought that the speed of the cable car connecting various hells was quite fast, but today with Meng Jiangnv by his side, he felt that the cable car was too slow for the first time.Xie Bi'an's empathy ability is very good, he can understand how anxious Meng Jiangnu is now, he is afraid that if he is a step too late, he will miss out with his lover, and he is afraid that if he is a second late, he will never see him again.

Xie Bi Anguang was worried about Meng Jiangnv here, but he didn't know that Ba Ye had done something that made him even more anxious.

It is still the living room of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, but the person sitting opposite the Bodhisattva has changed from a smiling white to a stern black.

"Seventh Lord doesn't want to tell me, so please Bodhisattva to tell me. Monks don't tell lies, Bodhisattva speaks carefully."

Fan Wujiu is not Xie Bi'an, he doesn't have too much sense of belonging to Taoism, and he doesn't have so many scruples in front of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva twirled the beads twice, then calmly told Fan Wujiu what he had told Xie Bi'an before.

"No wonder, Qiye was worried that I wouldn't be able to accept it, so he didn't tell me. And I really couldn't accept it either. Because I don't think you're trying to purd them at all, you're just whitewashing your desire to live. The world is gone. Everyone will operate as usual, and the people will not fall into the heat of the water again because there is no Bodhisattva. Without you, there will be a new Bodhisattva in the next day, and there will be a new ghost in the next day without me. The Bodhisattva is Aren't you overestimating yourself?"

The author has something to say:

There are probably a couple of chapters to go.

I'm finally going to dig out everything I buried.