"No, I don't understand why this kind of flower only appears in the underworld?"
"Have you never heard of this flower?"
Jimo Liancheng shook his head, "No, it's a bit embarrassing to say it..."
"Do you know the legend of Bianhuahua?"
"Just now you said that its flowers and leaves are never seen, so it is called the other side flower, but the other side is the place of hell and underworld. Why is it applied to this magical flower?"
Lan Shengxue looked at him with confusion, curiosity, and puzzlement in her eyes, and couldn't help but say: "Legend has it that a long time ago, on the edge of a certain city, large tracts of manjushuahua, also known as the flower of the other shore, bloomed.
There are two fairies guarding the other side of the flower, one is the flower fairy named Manzhu, and the other is the leaf fairy named Shahua.
They have been waiting for the flower of the other side for thousands of years, but they have never seen each other, because when it blooms, there are no leaves, and when there are leaves, there are no flowers.
They missed each other crazily and were tortured by this pain.
Finally one day, they decided to go against God's rules and meet secretly.
The bright red flowers of Manzhusha that year were set off by the eye-catching green, and they bloomed particularly coquettishly and beautifully.
God blamed them, and Manzhu and Shahua were thrown into reincarnation, cursed to never be together, and suffered hardships in the human world from life to life.
Since then, Manzhushahua has also been called Bianhuahua, which means a flower blooming in heaven.
This kind of flower blooms on the road to the underworld. Every time Manzhu and Shahua are reincarnated on the road to the underworld, they can smell the fragrance of the other side flower and remember themselves in the previous life. Then they vow not to separate and fall into the cycle of curse again in the next life.
After countless reincarnations of Manjushahua, the Buddha came here one day and saw a flower on the ground that was extraordinary and as red as fire. The Buddha came to it and looked at it carefully, and he could see the mystery within it just by looking at it.
The Buddha was neither sad nor angry. He suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed three times, stretched out his hand and pulled the flower out of the ground.
The Buddha put the flower in his hand and said: "In the past life, you missed each other and could not see each other. After countless reincarnations, you can't love each other and stay together. The so-called separation and reunification are just fate and fate. You have a curse from God. Let you
Even if the fate is gone, it will not be separated. If the fate is gone, it will not be separated. I can't help you break this vicious spell, so I will take you to the other side and let you bloom everywhere.'
On the way to the other side, the Buddha passed by the Wangchuan River in the underworld and accidentally got his clothes wet by the river water. There was the red flower that the Buddha was carrying. When the Buddha came to the other side, he unwrapped the flower wrapped in his clothes.
When I looked again, I found that the fiery red flowers had turned into pure white. The Buddha pondered for a moment and only said: Great joy is not as great as great sadness. It is better to remember than to forget. How can we distinguish right from wrong? What a flower, what a flower.
The Buddha planted this flower on the other shore and called it Datura flower, and because it was on the other shore, he called it the other shore flower.
But the Buddha didn't know that he was on the Wangchuan River, and the water faded so much that the flowers dropped all their red color into the river. He kept wailing all day long, which made people sad.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is very powerful. When he learned that the mandala flower had grown, he came to the river, took out a seed and threw it into the river. After a while, a red flower that was even more brilliant than the previous flower grew out of the water.
Zang took it in his hand and sighed: If you run away, you will gain a lot.
Zizuo, why do you want to leave this boundless hatred in the already boundless hell? I will let you be a messenger to guide them to reincarnation. Just remember your color. There is a mandala on the other side.