The Shocking and Extraordinary Romance of the Great Sage

(2) The ghosts of the underworld

Chapter 8: The fairy died and fell into the realm of Taixu.

The poem says:

The more corrupt a person is, the more he will lose his will. Playing with things loses his wisdom and misses important things.

Rampant drinking and sex give rise to evil thoughts, and it is difficult to control the lewdness and power of demonic monkeys.

Sugar-coated words can't seduce you, turning your back is like peeling off your shell.

What was originally a secret love turned into hatred, and hatred and resentment flew by quickly.

The magic monkey tried to take over the butterfly fairy, but he was so angry that his mind went blank. He really lost his mind and used too much force. Not only did he smash the Wensheng Sword into pieces, but the golden cudgel hit the fairy's heart and accidentally killed her with one blow. When the demon monkey stuck out his tongue and stared in shock, a stream of blood spurted out from the heart of the slim and solemn fairy, and she immediately fell to the ground and lay in a pool of blood.

Who would be willing to put someone to death if he compares his feelings with his own and pursues them passionately? It's just that I can't help it, my head is as crazy and fierce as a demon. After all, it is: when you are near water, you don’t know the nature of fish; when you are near mountains, you don’t know the sound of birds. The crazy pursuers turn into hatred because they cannot get it. They wish they could beat each other to death in order to relieve their hatred, but they often become enemies.

The flower butterfly fairy, the loyal fairy, is not a fish swallowing a hook for bait, nor a bird caught in a net for grain. Life and death are at stake for a moment, the eternal soul lies in reason. Butterfly Fairy would rather die than give in, she is upright and vows to protect her innocent and noble relationship with Sun Wukong to the death, rather than be tainted by a third party. The death of chastity is a well-deserved death. Exactly:

Playing with sex brings down one's ambition, while hard work cultivates one's mind.

People are greedy and become worse, and they live like corpse monsters.

Those who observe cleanliness are fragrant, those who lose temperance stink.

You should live as a virgin, and die as a noble woman.

The poem says:

After all, deep mountains hide wild beasts, and the sea finally contains rivers.

The door to hell is open and has never been locked for a moment.

Under the cudgel, the Butterfly Fairy completely lost consciousness, and slowly, in a daze, she came to the realm of Taixu. I just felt it was dark, faint, and vague, with a few seductive little ghosts leading the way. The ghost screamed:"Go quickly! Go quickly!" But the Butterfly Fairy couldn't pull her legs up. Her feet used to be as light as flying, but now they weigh as much as ten thousand kilograms.

The souls of flowers and butterflies struggle, and the gods and ghosts of the underworld clear the way. I saw that on the other road, many souls returned to the world of the sun. There were quite a few souls walking along the way. They were all in high spirits and became brighter and brighter as they walked. And on this road, there are people who are wearing shackles, people who are in chains, people who are dragging shackles, and people who are wearing prison frames... It gets darker and darker as we go, and the fishy smell becomes stronger. As I was walking, I suddenly saw a dark high platform with three large characters"Wangxiang Terrace" carved on the wall.

But see: the dark wind is blowing on the Wangxiang terrace, which is sad, shocking and terrifying.

Urgent orders to chase ghosts, ghost soldiers and ghosts will line up.

The official of the Yin Division shouted in anger, and the bull's head and horse's face followed with bloody swords.

It's rare to look back again, and the relatives in the world shed tears.

On the gazebo, there were many sinners standing there, and there were also souls crying out for injustice, and each one was miserable. Everyone raised their eyes and looked at the hometown of Yangshi in the distance, talking about all kinds of things. Some shouted:"Here comes another colorful ghost, like a butterfly spirit." Others shouted:"Butterfly ghost, come up to the Wangxiang Terrace! Take a few more glances at your butterfly descendants, and the chance will be gone!"

Butterfly Spirit He was escorted to Dewangxiang Terrace. Suddenly, I saw a bright light flashing in front of my eyes. Looking along the dawn light, I could indeed see the sun world clearly. Suddenly, I heard the ghosts on the stage talking about each other, and a dead soul said:"Look, I have had three women in my life, a savage woman, a wild woman, and a weak woman, all in the Yang world. That wild woman is in prison with shackles, while the other two are wandering around." Another dead soul said:"Don't be arrogant! I have had five women. One is a filial woman, one is a well-behaved woman, and one is a well-behaved woman. A stubborn woman, a tragic woman, and a deceitful woman. The last woman who deceived me was killed by my son, and I went to hell to be punished."