Mingyue laughed unconsciously at the group of wandering souls, and said to her heart, it seems that whether to be a human or a ghost, the most important thing is to be happy. Although these wandering souls have passed away, they still wander around happily. This leisurely contentment is the envy of him as a living person.

According to the guidance of the wandering soul, Mingyue kept flying forward, and she saw a large swath of blood-red flowers not far in front. The color was as bright as blood, which made people feel numb at the scalp.

Mingyue leaned down and looked at the other side flower on the side of the road with only flowers and no leaves. It is hard to imagine that such a beautiful flower is a highly poisonous thing.

This large sea of ​​blood-red flowers was broken open from the middle by a long river like silver. According to the guidance of the old ghost, this long river should be forgotten.

Even though the light is dim in the underworld, the long silver-like river is shining, and the translucent river water is shining with a weird silver light, illuminating the flowers on the other side of the river.

Above the silver training, there is a single-plank bridge.

For some reason, Mingyue walked towards the single-plank bridge.

When I came closer, I found that the single-plank bridge was only one foot wide, the river under the bridge was turbulent, and the length of the bridge was at least ten meters. How do people walk past such a bridge?

Is it possible that this single-plank bridge is the legendary Naihe Bridge?

Walking to the bridge, Mingyue found an old woman with white hair on the bridge making soup, and the big pot of soup was scenting outside.

The old woman wears an apron and is struggling to fill the stove with firewood.

The fire at the bottom of the stove was very vigorous, and the color of the flame was as red as blood, just as delicate as the flowers on both sides of Wangchuan.

There was a table and two chairs beside the stove. The tables and chairs were all decayed and improperly, and there were two large white porcelain bowls with gaps on the table.

Since this river is Wangchuan and this single-plank bridge is Naihe Bridge, the old woman who is making soup at the bridge is naturally Meng Po.

A pair of lovers cuddled together and came to the old woman.

"Mengpo, can we not drink your soup, because we are so affectionate, because we are afraid of being separated, so we chose to commit suicide together, just to reincarnate together after death and be a husband and wife in the next life."

Po Meng shook her head, "No! If you want to cross the bridge, you must drink my soup, otherwise you are not allowed to cross the bridge."

The lovers knelt down, "Mother-in-law, please fulfill us. We are really loving, and we vowed to live forever together."

Po Meng still shook her head, "No! No discussion. Everyone has to drink soup before going to the Naihe Bridge, no discussion. You can't blame my old lady for being cruel, I'm just a errand. If everyone is like you, they don't agree. Drink the soup and remember everything in your previous life. Then in the next life you will definitely find your enemies in the previous life to avenge. If this continues, will all the people in the sun be enveloped by hatred? If we human beings are all born of hatred, wouldn't the world be messy So, this bowl of Meng Po soup is to resolve all the grievances in the world. The reason why people have troubles is because they have a good memory. After you drink Meng Po soup, forget everything, and start a new life, you will I found that this was your wise choice."

Po Meng finished speaking, and filled the two gapped bowls on the table with soup, "Drink it now, drink it and go to reincarnation, young people should not delay doing things. If everyone is like you two I'll be too busy for a while."

The hot soup exudes an attractive aroma, which is indeed appetizing.

However, the eyes of the lovers looking at the soup looked like a bowl of poisoned soup. They hugged each other and cried loudly.

"My dear, take it as a farewell. Once you drink Meng Po Tang, you will forget everything in your previous life. From then on, we will be passers-by forever."

"But, I really don't want you. We vowed to be together for life and age, never to be separated."

Po Meng urged, "Hurry up and drink it, you two can't finish talking about their cars until dawn."

The lovers wiped away their tears, picked up the soup on the table, and drank it all.

The two put down their soup bowls, and licked their lips intently, "My God, mother-in-law, your soup is so delicious. I have never had such a delicious soup. Mother-in-law, can you have another bowl? "

Po Meng looked at the lovers and smiled, "Although my soup is delicious, everyone is only allowed to drink one bowl."

The two had to smile regretfully.

Then, the lovers looked at each other with hostility in their eyes.

At this moment, they looked at each other's eyes as if they were looking at strangers.

The man looked at the woman critically, looked at it from head to toe for a long time, and then tweeted, "You stupid woman, why stare at me? See if I'm handsome and want to wipe me oil? You don't take a **** and take pictures of yourself It looks like, with a height of 1.5 meters and a weight of one hundred and five pounds, I just feel sick when I see a short and fat woman like you."

The woman immediately laughed and yelled at her throat, "Oh? I'm fat and ugly, right? You don't necessarily look so handsome. You wear glasses as thick as the bottom of a bottle. At first glance, you are highly myopic. The height is less than 1.7 meters. To tell the truth, you are a third-degree handicapped among men. Don’t think of yourself as a handsome guy. To be honest, I’d like to vomit when I see you being short and ugly. Please go away, don’t Dangling before my eyes."

"Ah? Who do you say is short, ugly and poor? Are you white, rich and beautiful? Black-skinned coal, thick and strong like a bucket."

"No matter how ugly a woman is, I am not afraid of not being able to marry, but you, short, poor, and highly short-sighted, so ghosts are willing to marry you. If you are short, ugly and poor like you, you should be a bachelor forever. ."

"Pig Po!"

"Three-level disability!"

Meng Meng seemed to be used to this kind of scene, yawned lazily, and sighed, "Young man, since you have had the soup, then go to reincarnation quickly."

The two immediately rushed towards the Naihe Bridge, ran to the bridge, and quarreled again.

"Go away! You bitch, don't stand in the way of Lao Tzu, don't you know that men are inferior to women? Lao Tzu should cross the bridge first, and you go away!"

"What kind of society is it now? You still say that men are inferior to women, and you are not afraid of making people laugh. In my opinion, you should get out of the way and let me go first."

"Fat pig woman, get out of here!"

"Four-eyed dog, you just got out! Men all over the world now know how to respect women. You are a silly dog, and you can't say anything bad when you see a woman."

The lovers actually fought on the bridge. How could the narrow single-plank bridge allow them to fight on it?

In the blink of an eye, the lovers fell from the single-plank bridge and both fell into the rushing river.

The lovers struggled in the river for a while, then both disappeared.