Chapter 633

The sight of the scenery moved away from the water. "I don't want to drink it. I'm just wondering where the water comes from? There are people going to reincarnate every day in the hell. Won't the water run out one day? "

"The water from the river is of course from the river." Mencius explained to her, "Pangu created the world, since the existence of the underworld, forgetting Chuan began to exist, the water of forgetting Sichuan is endless, how can there be a day to drink up?"

The scenery was surprised, "so amazing? Where is forgetting Chuan? May I go and have a look? "

"Forget the river, through this sea of flowers on the other side, it's not far away. You can see a lake along the river. The lake is the lake. If you want to go, you can go by yourself." Meng po said and began to be busy with the things on hand, looking at a female ghost who was crying again and again, she said, "what are you crying for? After drinking the water, you will not cry

The scenery looked at the blood red flower sea not far away. She slowly walked down the mahogany bridge and walked into the sea of flowers. This was her third time into the sea of flowers. The surrounding scenery was no different from that when she came for the first time. She suddenly thought of Naihe, the man who was called Naihe because it was the baby beside the Naihe bridge He is not a ghost, and he is not a ghost, but this sea of flowers is his territory.

She didn't know if she would meet him, but she thought that it would be better not to meet him. Along the river flowing under the Naihe bridge, she did not know how long she had gone. The flowers on the other side of the river were less and less. What she saw was a waterfall flowing down from the mountain, flowing into the lake, and the water from the lake flowed into the river and stretched into the sea of flowers.

Forgetting a river is not a river, but a lake The water in the lake is clear to the bottom, and the smooth and round stones on the bottom are clearly visible. There are no fish and shrimp in this lake. In addition to the water, there are only stones at the bottom.

The scenery saw her reflection on the water. She squatted by the lake and quietly started to stay. A black butterfly flew around her. Gradually, she also called back her mind. From the first time she came here, she found it strange why the butterflies in the underworld were black and semi transparent, just like the crystal made of black crystal.

She never asked, nor did Meng Po explain to her. Her sudden curiosity led her to stretch out her hand. When she was about to touch the beautiful black wings of the butterfly, a cold hand held her wrist.

The scenery raises the eye, saw in front of me does not know when to come the black clothes white hair man.

"You can't touch the butterfly," he said

"Why?"

"The other shore flower is irrigated with the tears of ghosts on the Naihe bridge. Every flower on the other side will produce a butterfly. The butterfly is the memory of their previous lives. When people come to the earth after their yangshou, the one that belongs to them will surround them. Once you meet the butterfly..." "You will think of the things of your previous life," he said slowly

The hand of scenery trembles, "the memory of the past life..."

"It's easy to get lost in two periods of life when you think about things in your previous life, and your mood may collapse."

"I used to have a dream..."

He was silent for a moment, or asked: "what dream?"

"There's a woman who died because of a man." The scenery said: "from my memory, I have been dreaming this dream, but I always can't see what the men and women in the dream look like. Later Later, I met Yunji, I would not dream this dream again But, you say, is my dream what happened in my previous life? "

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