"Really? That thing is the relic that Tibetan Living Buddha Brenda asked me to bring down. It seems that the people from the Tianli Sect have run away." I sighed and shook my head.
"They are still in the underworld." Po Meng said with certainty: "Actually, the underworld and the earth are two different spaces. You don't have to go more than half a step to return to the earth. But other places are blocked by the power of the ten kings.
It takes more than half a step to enter and exit the soul. When you came, you came because there was an expert to protect you. The blockade of King Yama was opened in front of you, and you entered the underworld path. However, when you came in, your whereabouts were known to King Yama. Similarly,
The Ten Principles can only return to the earth from half a step, but it is unrealistic. After this incident, the ghosts who were more than half a step increased their defensive strength by three times, and they cannot go back to other places. Now the Ten Kings are looking for the Ten Principles everywhere in the underworld.
You don’t have to worry about this.”
"Huh, that's good." I turned around and lay on the bed, and subconsciously asked: "Mother Meng, is it safe to forget the person you love?" I thought of the love-forgetting water that Brenda Rinpoche gave me in my bag.
, it seems that this thing is similar to Meng Po's Meng Po soup, but the effect of Meng Po soup is more powerful.
"Are you?" Po Meng glanced at me and said, "It depends on the situation. Sometimes it's a good thing to forget the person you like. You don't have to suffer from longing for love all day long. I researched the original method of Meng Po Soup.
The purpose is just because of this, I want to forget him."
"But in the end you still didn't drink Meng Po's soup." I turned to look at Meng Po.
Po Meng nodded, holding her chin in her hand and said, "Yeah, how could I forget him? After I handed him Meng Po soup and asked him to be reincarnated, I kept reminding myself and letting myself hate him. I just
I was afraid of forgetting him, so I kept looking for reasons to make myself hate him, at least not to make me forget him. The funny thing is that in the end I still didn't have the courage to forget him."
"Since ancient times, there is no time for passion but for hatred, and passion is always hurt by ruthlessness." Po Meng sighed.
I asked: "What happened between you and him (Fang Pengguang's previous life)? Tell me about it."
"Hey." Then Po Meng began to tell me the story of her and Fang Pengguang's previous life. (For details, check out Fang Pengguang's Biography.)
After Meng Po finished speaking, when I heard that Fang Pengguang died on the battlefield in his previous life in order to serve the country with loyalty, and finally let Po Meng wait for so many years, she sighed and said: "In fact, it is not his fault, and he fought for his own ideals."
Death is worth it, besides, men should die on the battlefield..."
Before I could continue speaking, Mrs. Meng shook her head and said: "You are wrong. You men always say that you have to give up your small family for everyone. Only when you have a country can you have a family. These are all excuses. Are they for your own ideals?"
Can you just abandon me? Do you know how deeply I love him?"
"He didn't have to die at that time. As long as he refused to obey the military order, he could come back to accompany me."
"That would be setting him up for disloyalty, filial piety, and unrighteousness. You are from that era, so you know the seriousness of disobeying military orders." I looked at Po Meng and asked.
Po Meng shook his head: "So what if he died for the country? What he got in the end was his parents' pain for three days. The country didn't give him a penny more. He made me wait for him for decades for the sake of his illusory loyalty."
I didn't wait for him, for his illusory loyalty, is this just the reason?"
I didn't say anything after listening to what Mrs. Meng said. Maybe Mrs. Meng is right. Many people often talk about lofty ideals and ambitions, but they often neglect their families and lovers. How about a person who can't even take care of his wife and children?
What qualifications do people have to talk about life, ideals, and revenge?
"Maybe you are right." I nodded. Mrs. Meng looked at me and said, "You should think about it carefully."
"Think about it?" I looked at Po Meng and asked in confusion.
Po Meng nodded and said, "Although I don't know what you think, I can tell you clearly that a woman will never allow her man to pretend to be other women besides herself in her heart."
"What if there is an exception?" I said weakly.
"There are no exceptions!" Mrs. Meng glared at me and said, "Do you think it's those online novels? Men have three wives and four concubines, and those women are just like good sisters. Bah! Women are selfish, just like you men.
Same thing, can you men tolerate your woman having a husband besides you? This is reality, please be more sober, I am just saying this to you for the sake of Qi Liang (Fang Pengguang)
, this is not a threat, this is an advice. If you think that one day the person you like will eventually be disappointed and leave you, you can try this, you can either be with that Qiuxiang, or be with that Su Daji.
Together, don’t act like you’re in trouble every day, the world doesn’t revolve around you, brother! Make a decision quickly and let others find a better man!”
Mrs. Meng's voice was quite loud after she said it, and she seemed a little angry. I was speechless for a moment, and I didn't know what to say. Could it be that I love Qiuxiang? Or that I love Su Daji?
"Then how about I give Su Daji some love-forgetting water?" I looked at Po Meng and asked. Po Meng shook her head and said, "You can take matters into your own hands. I'm just telling you the problem from a woman's perspective. The final decision is still up to you.
In your hands, from the looks of you, those two women are both good girls. Cherish one of them. If you really love your girl, any one of them is worth your life. Don’t try to covet two, as this will only
I just broke their hearts, so let’s just say this, so you can take care of yourself. Your injury has healed. You can go out for a walk if you have time. I have other things to do, so I will leave first and come to see you tomorrow." After finishing speaking, Meng
Grandma turned around and left.
After Meng Po closed the door, I also fell into deep thought. I am constantly thinking about what Po Meng told me. In fact, I feel very confused when talking about it. In fact, there are only two questions in my mind. I love Su Daji.
Still not in love?
Of course, no matter what the answers to these two questions are, the final result is that Su Daji and I drank the love-forgetting water. Is it the best choice to forget each other?
If I was filled with endless doubts and hesitation after Brenda told me, then what Mrs. Meng just said has basically made up my mind, mainly because what Mrs. Meng said was too harsh, and of course, what she said is also true.
I stood up and moved my body. I walked to the window of the house and opened it. Outside, there was business going on in the town next to the Naihe Bridge. At this time, there was a lot of traffic and many ghosts walking around.