The sudden sound made my heart sank slightly.

I turned around and looked behind me, and Aoki Saburo stood quietly in front of me, with his hands folded.

I was still wearing a cassock before, or a familiar rosary before, and my face had never changed.

"You should really want me to come. Why do you think you don't welcome me?" I smiled calmly at the sight of Saburo Aoki.

With four hands folded, Aoki Saburo recited the Buddha's name lightly and said lightly: "If you can come here again and come with your body, it means you already know who you are."

"In fact, you knew who I am long ago." I was silent for a moment, looked at Aoki Saburojun and asked, "Why didn't you tell me at that time?"

"Do you still remember that I asked you at that time, who are you?" Aoki Saburojun replied with a smile.

I nodded and said, "Remember."

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and your changes are really big." Aoki Sanlangjun glanced at me and said softly: "The Killing Order is a thing of Tantu Ksitigarbha. That day, you held the Killing Order and repelled the King of the Fengmu Ghost that day, and you have proved your identity. I once asked you, do you know who you are? Your answer tells me that the time for the reincarnation of Tantu Ksitigarbha has not yet come."

"The time has not yet come, how can I reveal the secrets of heaven?" said Aoki Saburojun, "And when you met last time, you had distracting thoughts. If you let yourself know that you are the reincarnation of Tanta Ksitigarbha, how could so many things happen?"

I gently touched the killing order and smiled helplessly: "It is a forced reincarnation of Tanta Ksitigarbha. If it weren't for this, how could I come here again?"

"Why are you reincarnated?" Aoki Saburo asked in a deep voice.

It is no secret that Emperor Xin ruled the world, and those who should know will know sooner or later.

I put down the token, stood with my hands behind my back and said in a melancholy voice: "After King Zhou, Emperor Xin, was conquered by King Wu, who was executed by King Wu, I thought of Daji who was executed by King Wu. After Daji died, his seven souls dissipated and his three souls fell into the underworld. The Ten Kings of Hell sealed Daji in the path of hell. Emperor Xin was eager to save Daji. Ten years ago, he wanted to break into the path of the underworld, but was destroyed by those who practiced the path of the world. Later, he had no choice but to think of Tantu Ksitigarbha who guarded the path of hell, and led Tantu Ksitigarbha to reincarnate. When Tantu Ksitigarbha returned to the six paths, he would forgive the path of hell to save Daji in the path of hell."

"Is this what you know?" Aoki Saburoko still kept clasping her hands.

I nodded faintly and said, "This is everything I know, but I don't know anything about it."

"You and Di Xin have met several times. Isn't it like this now?" Zhao Jiyou was stunned for a moment and asked me.

I smiled helplessly and said, "What we know is nothing but a thing that everyone knows. As for whether it is true, there is no place to verify it. And, have you not found any obscureness?"

"What is hidden? What is hidden?" Zhao Jiyou asked in confusion with confusion.

I hesitated for a moment and said, "Danta Ksitigarbha's reincarnation has transformed his lifelong Buddhist studies into eight relics, scattered in the three realms of heaven, earth and man. If that is the case, I am Danta Ksitigarbha. I am only in my twenties this year, which means that Danta Ksitigarbha has been reincarnated for more than twenty years. Why is a relic scattered in the human world fifty years old?"

"What are you talking about... Miaojue?" Zhao Jiyou was slightly stunned and came to his senses.

I nodded heavily and said in a tone: "That's true, this is a question I have never understood. And it seems that the reincarnation of Di Xin in Tantuo Ksitigarbha was not more than 20 years ago, but it may be earlier!"

At this point, I set my sight on Aoki Saburojun.

After practicing for nine generations, Saburo Aoki has achieved Ksitigarbha. However, he met her in three generations of practice. If he achieved the right result in his nine generations of practice, the Dharma will be boundless, but unfortunately, in the ninth generation, he was unable to withstand the beauty of beauty in the ninth generation.

If the relic scattered in the underworld was on Aoki Saburojun, how did Aoki Saburo obtain this relic?

Does it go back thousands of years?

"What I said is very true." Aoki Saburojun smiled, and finally put his hand down. He slowly turned around and walked to the Three Lives Stone, gently stroked the Three Lives Stone with his hand, and said in a vicissitudes of life: "I don't know who is trying to deliberately lead the reincarnation of Tantuo Ksitigarbha, but I only know what you are looking for."

"The relic scattered in the underworld is indeed here with you!"

Aoki Saburo turned around and his face became serious: "It is better to say that it is me, it is the seventh relic!"

"You... are you the seventh relic?" Zhao Jiyou raised his head in shock, with a little dizzy look on his face.

In fact, I was quite surprised when I heard this. I once thought that Aoki Saburojun was the seventh relic, but I denied it as soon as I first appeared.

Emperor Xin Yin Tantuo Ksitigarbha has been reincarnated for more than 20 years, and Aoki Saburo has existed for thousands of years. How could the seventh relic be Aoki Saburo?

Until... until I discovered incredible in Miaojue that I began to boldly suspect all this again!

"What do you think that is?" Aoki Saburo suddenly pointed his hand into the distance.

We looked at the position Aoki Saburo-kun pointed out.

After the Naihe Bridge, there is another shore at the end of Huangquan Road.

On the other side, flowers are everywhere on the other side, and you can truly reincarnate after the underworld. But I think everyone in the world wants to go through it, but they dare not go through it.

Where the smoke is shrouded, the heavy army is guarding it, not for anything else but for that person.

The man was thin, with thick clothes and linen, white hair, tied up with hairpin, and had a veil behind his ears, making people unable to see her true appearance.

Although I don’t know who this person is, the things and actions in her hands can always remind people of them.

She gently stretched out her white jade-like fingers and picked up the wooden spoon in front of her. When she waved her bare hands, the empty bowl appeared out of thin air. The wooden spoon rolled gently, and her hand slowly raised her hand and poured the things from the wooden spoon into the bowl.

A bowl of clear and clear objects that look like water but not water will appear.

Every passerby must pick up the bowl and drink it all in one go.

You can also choose not to drink, but you cannot be reincarnated.

There are thousands of people in the world who want to drink it and forget all kinds of trivial matters, and there are also crying loudly in front of it...

Life is hard and difficult, and this bowl of relief will be like a kind of relief.

And that person is Meng Po.

Meng Po's movements were slow. She held the bowl's hand without trembling. She quietly waited for the ghost in front of her to take the bowl over and then drank it all in one go.

If you take that bowl, those who have loved, those things that cannot be put down, those countless joys and sorrows in the world will only slowly enter your throat with Mengpo Soup, and will always solidify in the sad look back that is about to say but stop and full of tears when walking on the Naihe Bridge.

"People know that I practiced for nine generations and met her in three generations. People also know that if I focus on the Buddha, my merits will be perfect and the reincarnation will be ranked in the Buddha. But people do not know that my result is destined to be like this." Aoki Saburo's voice was hoarse, and a scar was slowly cracked on his forehead, and his third eye suddenly appeared, but his eyes were full of desire.

He saw that the position was Meng Po.

No, to be precise, it is Mengpo soup in Mengpo's hands.

The ghost finally took the Mengpo soup handed over by Mengpo. He gritted his teeth and held the bowl, and drank the Mengpo soup in the bowl in one bite. A tear fell from the corner of his eyes.

The regret that has passed through life, the regret that yin and yang are separated, and the farewell that has swung the knife to cut off the sleeves are no longer important. Because after drinking Mengpo soup, everything has become indifferent.

"All the deceased have to drink Mengpo soup. Have you ever known this?" Aoki Saburojun suddenly asked.

Zhao Jiyou replied: "After a person dies, he should drink Mengpo soup."

"Then do you know why I know that I have practiced for nine generations?" Aoki Saburo-jun smiled miserably.

I was slightly stunned, and my eyes were stunned. I pointed at Meng Po and asked in surprise: "You... have you never drunk Meng Po soup?"

"Drinking!"

Aoki Saburo put his hands together again and said, "I am a Buddhist practitioner. I have seen through all kinds of things in the world. How could I not drink Mengpo soup after death?"

"and you……"

Aoki Saburojun should know what I was going to say, shook his head and said sadly: "If I say, I drank Mengpo soup, but I have never forgotten all the worlds. Are you trusting?"

"How is this possible?" Zhao Jiyou said in surprise: "After drinking Mengpo soup, his previous life had long disappeared without a trace. How could you remember the right and wrong in your previous life?"

Saburo Aoki stretched out his hand and stroked Mishengshi again: "It is not a good thing for a person to have too many memories."

"Everyone wants to live forever, but do you know the price of eternal life? That is... eternal loneliness. I have too many memories. If it is all trivial matters, I can still forget them, but this matter is all related to her."

"I practiced for nine generations, and my memories of nine generations are all in my body. If I drink Mengpo soup really works, how could I end up like this?" Aoki Saburojun shook his head and smiled bitterly: "God will make people do it, it is really God's will do it!"

"I met her in three lives, and they were all fan of her. The memories of the three lives are together. How can I give up? How can I forget everything?"

Aoki Saburojun looked sad and sighed heavily: "I asked Meng Po, why did I not forget my previous life after drinking Meng Po soup? Meng Po only answered me lightly, "Divine destiny."

"I drank Mengpo soup nine times, asked eight times like this, and heard eight words of destiny."

Saburo Aoki shook his head and said, "But what is destiny?"

"What you encounter is...it is all done by the seventh relic?" I asked softly.

Aoki Saburojun nodded slightly and said, "Do you remember that you promised me something last time you came?"

"I never forgot."

Saburo Aoki turned around and stared at me tightly and said, "It's so great, now is the time for you to fulfill your promise."

PS: Naihe Bridge Water, the other side of the river is beautiful, drink a bowl of Mengpo soup, ask who is life and death for... Do you still like the current plot?
Chapter completed!