Journey to Seek Past Reincarnations Chapter 6: Who is the man of fate

"Nemo, it's really you!" she murmured, staring at him. I was also surprised, why, Po Xumi actually knew Mulian? Nemo, his original name was Nemo? A lot of question marks appeared in front of my eyes.

Mu Lian still looked calm, but said lightly: "It's me."

Po Xumi's face was pale, and it took a long time before she said a word, "Are... how are you?"

Mu Lian smiled lightly, "I'm fine."

She took two steps forward, and suddenly seemed to have discovered something, her face became even paler, "You, what's wrong with your eyes, you can't see?"

Mu Lian tilted her head slightly, but did not speak.

I stared blankly at the two of them, what was the relationship between these two before?

Basuluo wanted to take another step forward, but hesitated for a moment. In just a moment, her face had returned to its usual calm, "Xiaoyin, we should go back."

I nodded and looked back at Mulian. He closed his eyes and smiled, as if he knew I was looking at him, and nodded slightly to me.

On the way back, Po Xumi didn't say anything.

"Well, do you and Mulian know each other?" I finally couldn't help asking until before falling asleep.

She glanced at me and sighed softly, "Who didn't know about Master Nemo in Qunu City ten years ago? Master's benefactor, at that time, I, too--" A strange look suddenly flashed across her face, "I haven't become Janica yet..."

She didn't finish her sentence, I was already shocked, I didn't expect that person like a lotus flower to be a romantic man before, what happened to make him change so much? Thinking of his smile blooming in the wind, I can't associate him with the word Merry anyway.

"He has changed a lot now. Although his appearance has not changed, he is no longer the Master Nemo I know. Mu Lian, this name is very suitable for him now." She was silent for a while, then smiled again Get up, "Okay, don't care about that person anymore, it's been so many years, and I'm just feeling emotional for a while."

Looking at her ever-changing expression, my heart is also in chaos. Could it be that Mulian is her destiny? But it doesn't look like it, he is neither her guest, nor does he have any diamond-shaped mark on his forehead.

What the **** is going on?

"By the way, Xiao Yin, Master Namo Luo..." She seemed to hesitate to speak.

"What's wrong?"

"Master Namoluo, he is a good man." She said this suddenly without thinking.

"Do you like Mr. Namoro?" I also blurted out suddenly, seeing that Posumi's attitude towards Namoro seemed to be different from other guests, as if she didn't care about him, but at the same time seemed to care about him .

Po Xumi smiled slightly, "It doesn't matter if you like it or not, just remember that he is a good guest."

"I mean, what if..."

"Xiaoyin, there are some things that never happen." She blocked what I wanted to ask.

If someone really likes you and wants to take you away, will you agree? I said silently in my heart, one day, I will ask this sentence out.

With a full stomach full of questions, I wanted to go to the Ganges River to find Mulian the next day and ask for clarification. As soon as he went out, he saw Namoro in blue clothes head-on.

"Where are you going so early?" He seemed in a good mood.

"You don't have to worry about where you go." I replied angrily.

"How dare you be rude to adults!" The guards around him immediately roared fiercely.

"Back off." Namo Luo frowned slightly, and the guard immediately took a few steps back in fear.

"I heard that Posumi will advance your trial, so you have to perform well then." He raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly.

I raised my head and glared at him, "That's none of your business, I..." When my gaze passed over his forehead, I swallowed the second half of the sentence out of surprise. God, I think I read it right, a light red rhombus pattern suddenly appeared on his forehead!

"You, you..." I pointed to his forehead, too excited to speak.

"Why, you forgot, this is a good thing you did." He grabbed my hand and gently placed it on his forehead, saying, "That blow of yours was not light."

Good thing I did? Taking a closer look, I blurted out with an "ah", this is indeed a scar, but how can there be such a coincidence in the world that a diamond-shaped scar is left behind? Could it be... My thoughts suddenly became clear, could it be that I smashed Poxumi's fateful person? Namora is the one I'm looking for? Thinking of this, I felt relieved, and just looked at him with a smile. In this way, as long as he is willing to take Poxumi away, I can end this painful day and go back soon!

"You don't have to be so happy, it will depend on your performance then, but don't worry, you will get more experience and—fun from me." Pulled back from ecstasy.

"What?" I looked at him in a daze, "I didn't hear what you said just now."

He stared at me and suddenly burst out laughing, "Are you so happy to hear me tell you again that your test object is me?"

"Wh-what!" My head buzzed, "Nonsense, nonsense, you are my master's most welcome guest."

He smiled meaninglessly, "It's because I am Posumi's most welcome guest."

I was stunned, and quickly calmed myself down. The most urgent thing right now is to quickly find a way to let Namoluo take Posumi away. As for the trial or not, this is not Baghdad, and there are not so many demons and ghosts. My cheapness is simply a dream of Spring and Autumn.

"But if that's the case, isn't your lord afraid that sister Poxumi will be sad?" I suddenly remembered Poxumi's vague and inexplicable words yesterday, and Poxumi seemed to have a good impression of him.

"Sad?" He laughed as if hearing something very ridiculous, "Posumi...does she also have a heart? From the first day she became Janika, she abandoned her heart Let's go."

"You are not her, how do you know what she thinks, yes, in people's eyes, no matter how many skills Janika has and how beautiful her poems are, she is just a playmate on the bed, Interesting toy. But can’t Janica have her own feelings, can’t she have someone she likes? Does she have to sell her heart when she sells her body? Tell you, she didn’t lose her heart, but she didn’t dare Take it out, of course, I'm afraid that the men who come here, including you, my lord," I took a step forward and looked up at him, "are only interested in her body. As for her heart, who cares. "

His smile gradually disappeared from his face, he stared at me for a while, turned around and left without saying anything.

Looking at his back, a new worry came to my mind, how much does Mo Luo care about posumi? Will I take her away as I wish? It seems that I have to work harder.

When I found Mulian by the Ganges River, I saw the ease on his face, but I didn't know how to ask him.

He smiled, "I think she must have told you about my past."

"Do you remember posu honey?"

"Posu Mi, she is still called this name, I remember that she seemed to be a little girl at that time." He said lightly.

"So, why, why did you have such a big change?" I paused, "Of course, if you don't want to say it, I won't force you."

"Mu Lian is the name my master gave me." The snow-white Sala petals gently fell on his shoulders and then slid to the ground. If he didn't speak, it would be like a picture scroll that was drawn casually but with an elegant artistic conception.

"My real name is Nemo. My father is a high-ranking Brahman clan chief, and my mother is his cousin. I heard that my parents sacrificed many people's lives in order to win this position. From birth, I have I have been cared for by everyone all the time. When I grew up, not only did I not achieve anything, but I also lingered in the place of fireworks all day long. After the parents who loved me passed away, I still spent a lot of money and did not restrain myself. Until my master appeared, he said that my parents' life He has committed too many sins, and he has already fallen into purgatory after death, and he is tortured day and night." His tone was flat, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"I'm naturally half-believing. Master opened my eyes for me and let me see the situation of my parents suffering in purgatory." , how can I bear my parents to be reduced to this, so I devoted myself to practicing Buddhism under the guidance of my master, chanting scriptures all day long, hoping to redeem my parents for their sins, and reincarnated as a human being as soon as possible.”

"But your eyes..." I asked hesitantly.

"Master said that once the eye of the sky is opened, it is difficult to close it. The suffering of my parents appears in front of my eyes every day. In order to concentrate on practicing Buddhism, I destroyed my eyes."

"What, you blinded your eyes yourself!" I was shocked.

He smiled slightly, "Yin, do you know? Sometimes you can see more clearly when you close your eyes. I feel the birth and death of life day after day by the Ganges River, and the more I feel in my heart More and more clearly, no matter Brahmin or Sudra, no matter rich or poor, no matter beautiful or ugly, joy or sorrow, everything will return to death, after death, everything will disappear without a trace. In this case, What is there to strive for in this world.”

"But, Mulian, aren't you just fighting for it?" I looked at him.

He was slightly taken aback, "What are you fighting for?"

I sat down beside him and smiled, "Fight for your parents' next life. If you really think about it, you can ignore your parents anyway, even if they reincarnate again , is also going to die, so what's the point of living? Besides, if you reincarnate as a human and do something wrong, you may be punished after death, can you control them from life to life?"

He turned his head, a thin layer of mist filled his brows. I froze for a moment, this was the first time I saw him showing such an expression. I took a deep breath, lightly pressed his shoulders, stared into his eyes, and said softly: "Listen to me, flowers don't bloom to wither, stars don't exist to disappear, and likewise, people This life is not for the sake of death.”

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his silky hair brushed against my cheek with the breeze, as gentle as a lover's touch, and a faint scent of lotus flower permeated the air, " No one has ever... said these words to me." He said in a low voice, but the corners of his lips curled into a slight arc.

"The country of Mahazhina must be a special country, that's why there are special people like you." He smiled.

I nodded vigorously, regardless of whether he saw it, "Of course, Mahazhina is a very great and special country, but unfortunately the journey is too far away, otherwise you can go and see it. But... ..." I rolled my eyes, "Forget it, so what if you see it, according to what you said, no matter how many things you see, anyway, everything will disappear when you die, and you don't know what you will become in the next life What about."

He smiled dumbly and shook his head slightly at me.

"You, why are you with Po Xumi..." A trace of doubt flashed across his face.

"Because of me, I will soon become Janica."

"Janika?" He seemed a little surprised, "Why do you want to be Ganika?"

I let go of his shoulders, stood up, and looked at the sparkling river, the golden sunlight was broken and sprinkled on the water, for a moment, I couldn't tell the difference between heaven and earth. "I'm different from Mulian. In this world, there are things I want to fight for, people I want to protect, and goals I want to achieve, so..."

I glanced at Mulian, he didn't speak, just sat quietly. My heart moved, in fact, looking at him is not for the person he wants to protect.

When I went back, it was time for Woolworthy to teach dance again. I forgot those complicated gestures and movements after I learned them. I had no choice but to draw them and do the poses. I can only shake my head. "Xiao Yin, you have to hurry up and learn, because I will leave in a few days." While talking to me, she carefully turned a large pile of bamboo poles under her feet.

"Are you leaving?" This is really a weird beauty. It seems that she has no other hobbies except collecting bamboo poles, and she doesn't like to talk. I really don't know how she and Poxumi became friends.

"Yes, I've been here for too long." She stood up, with a hint of helplessness and disappointment flashing in her eyes.

Since she likes bamboo poles so much, before she leaves, I'll find some as a parting gift for her too.

"Xiaoyin, have you met Miss Poxumi?" Dama, the maid accompanying Poxumi, hurried over, and when she saw me, a look of relief flashed across her face.

I shook my head and said, "What's wrong?"

Dharma whispered cautiously: "I can't find her anywhere, and Lord Moro has been waiting for her for a long time."

"Can't someone else accompany him first?" I frowned.

"Master Namoluo said that today she only needs Miss Poxumi to accompany her, or," she hesitated for a moment, then said hesitantly, "or Miss Yin."

I stared at her and didn't speak for a long time, but then I thought that it might be a good opportunity to win over the two of them, so I nodded and said, "In that case, I'll go back for a while, you hurry up and go again." Look for it, you must find her."

As soon as I entered Posumi's room, I smelled a mellow wine smell, which is the unique aroma of soma wine in this era. Namo Luo was leaning on the big bed, half drunk look at me. His brown eyes were covered with mist due to a little drunkenness, as if the morning dew was shining in his eyes.

"Where's Posumi?" His articulate words were still very clear.

"She'll be here soon." I sat down on the side.

He suddenly laughed and pressed his forehead lightly, "What have you learned? Is this the way of hospitality in the future Ganica?"

"You also said that you are the future Janica, so Namora, I haven't received guests yet. But you are my master's most important guest, so I came here to greet you first for my master , It’s just a greeting.” I said with a smile.

"Come here." He smiled.

"What?" I looked wary.

"Come here and press my shoulder." He said rather funny, "Don't worry, I won't eat you."

I hesitated for a moment, but I walked over, and gently put my hand on his shoulder. He glanced at me, a strange smile appeared on his lips, and he grabbed my hand, Pulling and pulling, before I could react at all, I was crushed by him.

"Alas..." He actually sighed first.

"Why are you sighing!" I stared at him, it seems that I am at a disadvantage in this posture now.

"Your reaction is no different from a piece of wood, how can you make a man desire." He also shook his head.

"If you still can't get up, this piece of wood will definitely make you want to cry." I raised my eyebrows at him.

The corners of his mouth curved upwards, he lowered his head, leaned over and whispered in my ear: "If you continue like this, you will never be able to surpass Poxumi."

"So, my lord, do you like her?" I asked hastily.

"Who doesn't like such a beauty."

"Then my lord, will you like her together with her heart?" Although this posture is very ambiguous now, I still continue to ask what I want to know. Hearing my question, Namoro immediately suppressed his smile and stood up. His gaze passed over me inadvertently, and stopped on the small pillow beside the bed painted with ubala flowers. Half a piece of paper was exposed under the pillow, Namoro thought for a while, then bent down and pulled out the piece of paper.

The furthest distance in the world

Not the distance between life and death

It's me standing in front of you

You don't know I love you

…

I was also a little surprised to hear him read it softly. I didn't expect Po Xumi to remember this poem all the time.

"This poem..." Namo Luo seemed a little moved.

I lowered my head to avoid his gaze, and I had already made a decision in my heart, only to hear my low voice: "It should be written for Master Namo Luo."

Namaro's fingers trembled slightly, and he put the paper into his arms. He didn't speak for a long time, and after a long time, he said, "She's a good girl, but—she's a Ganika. "

I can't help but think of what Posumi said. No matter how much praise Janica receives on the surface, it still can't get rid of the contempt hidden in people's hearts. It's just a playmate on the bed.

"Even Janica has the right to like others, and," I raised my head and stared at him firmly, "my lord, you have the ability to stop her from becoming Janica."

His eyes narrowed, obviously he understood what I meant.

"As long as you are willing to take a step forward, the furthest distance in the world will disappear."

His expression was complicated and difficult to distinguish. After looking at me for a while, he turned and walked out the door. When he was about to walk out the door, he stopped and said as if he had made up his mind: "Tell Poxumi for me, the world It will disappear at the farthest distance. But, I need a little time."

I stayed for a while, until his back disappeared in front of me, and then I realized that my heart was full of joy. It seems that today's harvest is not small, as long as Namoluo is willing to take Posumi away, then everything is over ! I patted the clothes on my body and was about to leave, when I suddenly found a piece of paper under the pillow, my heart moved, and I pulled out that one as well.

There are no words on the paper, only a picture, which is a man.

The facial features of this man resemble Mu Lian very much, but he is younger and more energetic than Mu Lian, especially those radiant eyes, which make people feel happy unconsciously.

It's just——When I focused my eyes on one place on the painting, I felt dry mouth and tongue, and my mind went blank.

There is a diamond-shaped pattern on the forehead of the man who looks like a lotus!

A strong uneasiness surged in my heart-could it be that I made a mistake?