The forbidden love between a ghost and a villain

Deep in the maze, the scene before Shen Meng made him hold his breath.

A seven-stringed zither was suspended in the air, its entire body was crystal white and shining brightly.

The melodious piano music poured out like flowing water, surrounding Shen Meng.

He lifted her up gently and placed her on the shimmering surface of the lake.

The seven-stringed zither circled around Shen Meng like a child.

Finally, it slowly fell into Shen Meng's hands. The snake-shaped mark on her palm flashed by without anyone noticing.

At this time, the lake was as calm as a mirror, reflecting the stars in the sky.

Seven figures appeared out of thin air on the lake, they were dressed in robes of different colors.

Her clothes fluttered in the wind, making her look like an immortal.

Shen Meng recognized that they were the legendary seven stars of the Vermillion Bird.

The seven stars looked solemn, bowed to Shen Mengying, and said in unison:

"Thank you for saving us, we are finally free!"

Their voices were filled with gratitude and joy.

After he finished speaking, Shen Meng's whole soul was stunned and he began to stutter.

"Big...big guys, you're too polite. It's just a coincidence, just a coincidence."

After Zhang Su thanked Shen Meng, he returned to his lazy look.

He threw a red skull towards Shen Meng, with a playful tone:

"Girl, this is a high-level puppet made by the seven of us. It's for you! And..."

She paused and said meaningfully,

"You'd better not leave that kid for too long."

Shen Meng couldn't understand what Zhang Su said for a moment.

Gui Su stepped forward and patted Shen Meng on the shoulder:

"If you need anything in the future, you can contact us through Red Skull."

Shen Meng watched the seven stars turn into starlight and disappear before her eyes.

She looked down at the seven-stringed zither in her hand, then looked at the man kneeling on one knee behind her.

The red skull respectfully called out "Master", but his heart was full of doubts.

Did she get lucky? Shouldn't this kind of inheritance belong to the child of destiny?

"Forget it, let it be. I've already got it, so why wouldn't I want it?"

Then Shen Meng put the seven-stringed harp and the red skull into the storage bag with peace of mind.

Li Chengze's voice called out from behind her:

"Sister Shen..."

When Shen Meng turned around, the surrounding scene disappeared and the blood-red sea water began to flood the island.

The rest of the people fell into the sea of ​​blood without any preparation and sank down.

Only Shen Meng was wrapped in colorful light, floating above the sea of ​​blood.

"Is this the power of the seven-stringed zither? It knows how to protect its master. Hmm, not bad, not bad."

Shen Meng found that she seemed to have picked up a good treasure.

The sea of ​​blood surged, the bloody wind blew,

The millions of wronged souls under the sea of ​​blood no longer have the power of the Seven Stars of Suzaku to suppress them.

Struggling and wailing in the blood, resentment rising to the sky,

This sea area is portrayed as a terrifying hell on earth.

"So many wronged souls? We need to call for help." Shen Meng was about to take out the instant noodle jade token.

A golden light came from the sky, getting closer and closer.

Finally, it turned into a golden lotus platform, firmly resting above the sea of ​​blood.

Sitting upright on the lotus platform was a young monk who was only six or seven years old.

He was fair and plump, with handsome features, and a pair of big, black, bright eyes full of kindness and compassion.

The little monk was wearing a red cassock and holding a green willow branch.

With a gentle wave of the hand, bits of golden Buddha light fell into the sea of ​​blood like rain.

Every ray of Buddha's light seems to contain boundless Buddhist teachings. Wherever it reaches,

The blood was purified, the resentment dissipated, and the souls struggling in pain gradually calmed down.

It turned into points of spiritual light and floated towards the sky.

"Namo Amitabha……"

The little monk chanted the Buddha's name in a clear and tender voice.

But it seemed to contain infinite power, resounding through the heavens and earth, shocking the universe.

Above the sea of ​​blood, those originally hideous and terrifying wronged souls,

At this moment, they all showed a look of relief and knelt down respectfully in the direction of the little monk.

“The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore.

May this merit be used to adorn the Buddha’s Pure Land, to repay the fourfold kindness, and to relieve the sufferings of the three evil realms.

If anyone sees or hears this, they will all develop the Bodhi mind, and after this life, they will all be reborn in the Pure Land. "

Every time the little monk recited a sentence, the golden light on his body became stronger.

When the last sentence fell, in the void behind him,

Suddenly, a huge golden Buddha shadow appeared.

He has kind eyes and a dignified appearance.

At this moment, Shen Meng was completely stunned. She felt like she was being baptized by the Buddha's light and felt extremely comfortable.

"Little donor, come here."

The little monk's voice was clear and pleasant, echoing in Shen Meng's ears like a silver bell.

He stretched out his chubby little white hand and waved gently in the direction of Shen Meng.

Shen Meng was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously pointed at herself, her eyes full of doubts:

"I?"

The little monk saw her reaction and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a kind smile:

"That's right, little donor."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Meng felt a gentle force enveloping his soul.

He gently lifted her up and flew slowly towards the lotus platform.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Meng arrived in front of the little monk and landed steadily on the lotus platform.

"You are……"

Shen Meng asked tentatively, with a hint of excitement trembling in her voice.

The little monk looked at her, his eyes full of compassion and sympathy, and spoke slowly:

"I am a poor monk, Dizang, and I am honored to meet you, my young benefactor."

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, your merits are truly immeasurable!" Shen Meng knelt devoutly, not daring to act rashly.

The sea of ​​blood returned to calm in an instant, and those wronged souls were redeemed under the Buddha's light.

Let go of resentment and transform into a shadow to head towards the path of reincarnation.

"It seems that the underworld will be busy again." Shen Meng muttered to himself.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva slowly stepped down from the cushion, his steps steady.

Yet it seemed as if he was walking on invisible clouds, without making any sound.

He came in front of Shen Meng, his small figure emitting a light that outshone the heaven and earth.

He stretched out his chubby little hand, and his white and tender fingers gently touched Shen Meng's eyebrows. A golden light entered Shen Meng's soul.

Shen Meng touched his forehead:

"what is this?"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva did not answer Shen Meng. His voice was ethereal and distant, like the sound of nature:

"Little donor, remember, don't just look at the surface of things, look more at the inside."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Meng felt a powerful force pushing him away from the lotus platform.

Shen Meng felt a flash before his eyes, and he seemed to be in chaos.

The faint sound of Buddhist chanting can be heard in the ears, which makes people feel peaceful.

After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly opened her eyes and found herself back in the crystal tomb.

Shen Meng looked around and saw that everyone else had gradually woken up, with some confusion on their faces.

The old city lord stood at the door of the tomb with his hands behind his back, looking at them calmly.

The three men in black seemed to have just woken up and were trying to escape in panic.

However, he was firmly confined to the spot by the pressure of the Spirit Transformation Stage released by the old city lord and could not move.

Jiang Ling'er rubbed her eyes and looked around in confusion, her delicate face full of doubts:

"Huh? We're back? It's over? Who got the inheritance?"