Xiaoli: He said that in the next life, he would ride on a white horse and wear a red coat, and come to pick me up like he did back then. .
Buddha: Making a big fuss in Santuchuan and pouring Meng Po soup privately, did they ever get you what you wanted?
Xiaoli: Everything goes as it comes, and you can be at ease.
Buddha: Let me go. It's time for you to go.
Xiaoli: No, let me take a look! Just one glance! They said they would wait for me, and I have always believed that...