If you need the help of the slave family, even if you say a word, the slave family will definitely help the errand properly. Meng Po smiled at Du Lin Yanran and threw a wink.

I have to say that although Meng Po and Ji Wuying look exactly the same, they give people the feeling that they are two completely different styles, Ji Wuying is like an iceberg beauty, beauty is beautiful, but people dare not get close, and this Meng Po is with pretty eyebrows, spring in the corners of her eyes, countless thousands of styles, and her words are swaying in people's hearts. However, Du Lin is a person who has seen Ji Wuying, and he also knows Ji Wuying's character, Meng Po spoke with such a tone and demeanor, which made Du Lin feel a little awkward, and always felt that Ji Wuying was seducing him, which was too disobedient......

"Miss Meng's kindness, I understand it, there is still something to do, go first, you are busy, you are busy......" Du Lin was about to cross the bridge as soon as he pulled the black Ruqi.

"Alas, don't go, let's talk to the slave family more~" Meng Po puffed out her cheeks angrily, and stomped her feet very girlishly. The thought that this aunt must be much older than himself gave Durin goosebumps.

"No, no, you see, there are so many ghosts waiting to drink your soup, you have a job to do, you are busy with work first, and then we will talk later, and we will meet again, and we will meet again......" Du Lin waved his hand again and again, and ran across the bridge in a few big strides.

On the other side of the bridge, Du Lin asked Hei Ruqi with palpitations: "Are these girls and anyone so enthusiastic?"

Hei Ruqi lowered her head and smiled: "Of course not, she is only enthusiastic about those who have the ability to transfer her from that position." "It turns out that he is also a person who clings to the powerful. Du Lin didn't like it in his heart, and his impression of Meng Po was not good.

"Du Shangcha doesn't have to think of her like this, she's just a poor person. "Oh, let's hear it. Du Lin seemed to have another hidden meaning in Hei Ruqi's words, so he became interested.

"I can't say anything about this matter, let's find a place for you to sit down and listen," said Hei Ruqi, pointing to the large red flowers on the shore on this side of the Lethe River, "just sit among the flowers on the other side." "This is the Flower of the Other Side?" Doolin said

Curious. "Yes, this large sea of red flowers is the flower on the other side, the ghost will forget everything in this life after passing through the Nai He Bridge and drinking Meng Po soup, but when you come here, walk among the flowers on the other side, you will remember all the sins of this life, including greed, anger, foolishness, anger, sorrow, resentment, jealousy, etc., these ghosts will take these sins to the first palace of His Royal Highness King Qin Guang to be tried, so these flowers on the other side are also called 'flowers of remembrance'. ”

Du Lin pinched the ghost of Ghost Mound Jisheng a few times, pinched it into a small stool, and sat on it, Hei Ruqi didn't need to sit, and he didn't dare to sit in front of Du Lin, but Du Lin didn't want to raise his head to listen to him, so he still asked him to sit down and said, Hei Ruqi sat on the ground with his butt, overpowering several other flowers. "Meng Po was also a hard-working person when she was alive," Hei Ruqi opened the conversation, "When she was in the yang world, her name was Mengbo, she was a dusty woman, and the bloody stories of countless talented and beautiful women in later generations, she fell in love with a scholar who came from the countryside to the city to ask the princes for officials, the man fell ill on the side of the road, and was rescued by Mengbo, who saw that he was born handsome and handsome, and talked extraordinary, so he fell in love at first sight, not only funded the man to write a book, but also strongly recommended the man's talent to the benefactors.

Soon after, when the princes heard of this son, they ordered the man to be invited into the palace to see if he was as virtuous and virtuous as the rumors said, and before leaving, the man asked Mengbo to wait for him, and when he was crowned an official and paid homage to him, he came back to pick her up. "Hehe, if nothing else, this dream didn't wait for him in the end, right?" Du Lin smiled bitterly, this kind of story is simply old-fashioned.

"No, when she arrived, the man really sent someone, but instead of taking her to enjoy the blessings, he sent her back to the West. Black Ruqi couldn't hide his disdain, "It's no one to be a man and do his part." After this man entered the princes' mansion, he was favored by the princes, but his appearance was favored by the ministers around the princes, and he was accepted as a doorman, and he was also a 'male pet'......" "Wait, the powerful minister you are talking about, could it be Long Yangjun?" Du Lin suddenly remembered a person, this person is also a famous "comrade" in history, and even a synonym for describing this kind of people in ancient texts is named after him - Long Yangjun.

"Yes, it is Long Yangjun, this man is naturally beautiful and beautiful like a woman, it is what Long Yangjun likes, in order to be able to follow Long Yangjun for a long time, the first thing this man did after gaining power was to find someone to kill Mengbo. ”

"And then there is this Meng Po on the bridge?" Du Lin looked at the figure who was distributing bowls to the ghosts in the distance, no wonder Meng Po acted like this, it turned out that she was born in a fireworks field. "Well, she didn't know why she lost her life until she died, and it wasn't until she came to this 'sea of remembrance flowers' that she learned that she had been killed by the man she loved, and she cried loudly on the spot, and in the cry, he changed from ghost form back to the way he was when he was alive, but his green hair turned white.

And the most amazing thing is that the tears she shed actually made the flowers on the other side of her feet grow leaves! You must know that the flowers on the other side never grow leaves, and it is impossible for ghosts to shed tears. Lord Yan Jun saw that there were many anomalies on Mengbo's body, and she must be a person with the destiny of heaven, so he sent her to distribute those fish soups boiled in Lethe water to the spirits of the past on the Naihe Bridge. ”

"You're a great storyteller. Durin patted the black shoulder. "I have won a bad award, I like to listen to other ghosts when I am a ghost, and the more I listen, the more I will naturally know. Hei Ruqi smiled.

"And later?" "Later...... Mengbo drank a big bowl of fish soup first, so that she forgot how she died, only remembering that she was still waiting for the pretty boy to pick her up, and she kept distributing fish soup here, just accumulating merit in exchange for being reincarnated as a human being, to renew the relationship with that son. ”

"Then she always wants to change jobs, just want to be reincarnated sooner?" asked Doolin. "Yes, but in the past few thousand years, she has had dozens of chances to reincarnate, but in the end she was unsuccessful. ”

"Why?" said Durin, curious. "Because every time she walked here from the other side of the bridge, the flower on the other side would remind her of how she had died, and she would be disheartened and sad again and again, and then she would walk back to the bridge by herself, first bring herself a bowl of Meng Po soup, and then continue to be her 'Meng Po'. ”