When the woman heard that she would forget her godfather after drinking, she immediately wilted, shook her head and stopped drinking.

Zhang Zizai looked at the woman and sighed in a low voice: "Just like her, five acres of flower beds on the other side of the bank are not enough for her to plant alone." ”

The beauty seemed to hear Zhang Zizi's whispering, and turned around and glared at him viciously.

Feng covered his crotch and smiled: "Brother, be quiet, this woman is transformed by a bat spirit, and her ears are smart!"

Zhang Zizai: "......."

"Okay, okay, let's go in and sit and talk, this soup is good and cheap, you can try it." ”

Zhang Zizi responded with a hello and followed Feng's crotch into Meng Poliang's soup shop.

Meng Po: "Everyone, if you want to drink something, see for yourself, there is a menu on the wall." ”

Zhang Zizai looked up and saw that the menu with yellow characters on a red background had the names of various soups written: ginseng pigeon soup, cool pork rib soup, codonopsis pork heart soup, lotus seed pork belly soup, gastrodia pork brain soup, eucommia loin and tail soup......

This Meng Po, is she from Shaxian County?

Zhang Zizi hesitated for a moment, and finally ordered a refreshing pork rib soup.

Meng Po said: "This little brother, don't worry, the pigs we choose here are all fed and raised with the unique dragon grass of the underworld. After eating, it can not only clear the heart and remove fire, but also prolong life and regulate endocrine. ”

Feng on the side interrupted Meng Po's sales pitch with a dry cough in his crotch twice, and reminded her: "Okay, don't blow it, Brother Zhang is his own person." ”

Meng Po: "Your own people?"

Feng's crotch: "This is Lao Yao's subordinate." ”

When Meng Po heard this, she hurriedly poured out the soup: "Say it earlier, little brother, wait a minute, I'll go change a bowl for you." ”

Zhang Zizai: "Don't, I just happened to be on fire recently, this dragon snake grass ......"

Meng Po interrupted: "Oh, what kind of dragon is it, it's just a gimmick to sell a tall name, that thing is actually the saliva of the dragon clan!"

Zhang Zizai: "......"

.......

Meng Po remade a bowl of "internal" soup and served it to Zhang Zizai, this soup was full of aroma and richness, and just smelling it made Zhang Zizai can't help but drool. is worthy of Meng Po, the level of this soup is much more powerful than that of Tang Daren.

Zhang Zizai took a big sip of the bowl and couldn't help shouting, "It's hot!"

Meng Po patted her thigh: "Ouch, look at my memory, I forgot to get you a spoon." After saying that, he hurriedly went to the back kitchen and got a spoon and handed it to him.

Zhang Zizai took the spoon, this time he learned to be obedient, and every time he took a sip, he would put it to his mouth and blow it for a long time.

Zhang Zizi took two sips, it was indeed extremely delicious, and he couldn't help asking, "What kind of soup is this, and how can it be so delicious." ”

Meng Po: "This is my specialty, the legendary first soup of the Three Realms - Meng Po soup!"

Isn't that the end of drinking it and forgetting everything?

Zhang Zizi threw away the spoon and said with regret in his eyes: "Is it too late for me to spit it out now?"

Meng Po smiled: "Don't worry, there is no worry grass in it." ”

Zhang Zizi picked up the spoon again: "Say it earlier." ”

Meng Po said: "But I added the broken intestine grass." ”

Zhang Zizi threw the spoon down.

Meng Po said: "Adding a little intestinal grass is not only non-toxic, but good for the body. ”

Zhang Zizi picked up the spoon again.

Meng Po: "But you can't eat it with dragon grass, otherwise it will ......."

Zhang Zizi put the spoon down again.

Meng Po: "It's good that you didn't drink that bowl of pork rib soup just now, so it didn't matter." ”

Zhang Zizi picked up the spoon again.

Meng Po: "But ......?"

Zhang Zizai slapped the table violently: "Auntie, can you drink this soup, give me a happy word!"

Meng Po smiled and said, "You can drink it, you can drink it, of course you can drink it." I'm sorry, this person unconsciously likes to nag when he gets older. Little brother, you drink yours, I won't speak. Meng Po sat aside with her hands over her mouth and said no more.

Zhang Zizai drank a bowl of three times and divided five by two, feeling that he was still unsatisfied, and asked Meng Po for another bowl.

Meng Po filled a big bowl and handed it to Zhang Zizai, just about to say something, when she saw Zhang Zizai put down the spoon and stared at her with a displeased face, she quickly covered her mouth again.

Zhang Zizai drank the soup leisurely.

Drinking and drinking, it doesn't feel right. Suddenly, the entire internal organs seemed to be twisted together, and the abdomen was like a huge wave rolling, crackling without stopping.

Zhang Zizai's big beads of sweat on his forehead burst out, his whole expression was distorted, and his face was pale.

Not good, there is something wrong with this soup! Zhang Zizi looked up at Meng Po.

Only then did Meng Po put down the hand covering her mouth: "I just wanted to tell you that you can't drink too much of this thing at one time, otherwise you will definitely have stomach trouble." ”

Zhang Zizai glared at her resentfully and went straight to the toilet.

Feng looked at Zhang Zizai's departing back and put away the smile on his face: "Does this really work?"

Meng Po sighed: "You also know that the skill of the person who sealed the six orifices in his body is far above me, and I can only do my best." I asked for this marrow washing powder from Hua Tuo, and it is said that it can wash away the dirt of the day after tomorrow and help him break away the tricks. Now that he is in a pure spirit state, he should be able to get twice the result with half the effort. It's just that...... How much use it can be used can only depend on his own creation. ”

Feng exclaimed, "This old Li, he really wants to pit us to death." ”

.......

After excretion, Zhang Zizai collapsed and walked out of the toilet with weak legs.

Everyone had already finished eating at this moment, and when they saw him return to the team, Feng waved a small flag in his crotch and led everyone to the next stop.

Led by the sewn crotch, the group waited for several miles and came to a small gray bungalow.

Feng pointed to this small bungalow and introduced to everyone: "Tourists, this magnificent building standing in front of you now is the most famous building in the underworld—the eighteenth floor of hell! This building cost billions of dollars to build, and all of it is equipped with the latest technology, which can be called the first floor of the underworld!"

After listening to Feng's introduction from the crotch of Feng's trousers, a young Taoist priest in yellow clothes among the tourists couldn't help but ask: "Director Feng, your hell can't be fake, right?

After listening to it, everyone also felt that what the young Taoist priest said was reasonable, and they chatted and complained one after another.

Feng pressed his hand on the crotch of everyone, signaling everyone to calm down first.

"You don't have to worry, as long as you follow me in, you will feel that this trip is worthwhile, and if there are still people who think we are cheating, you can refund the ticket at will, and this travel agency will not stop you. With that, he waved his big hand and led everyone into the building.

When I entered the door, the room was empty, except for an elevator standing alone.

Feng took everyone into the elevator with his crotch, and after swiping the identity card, the elevator suddenly lit up with headlights of 18 different colors, which read 1 to 18 respectively, floating in the air and circling around everyone.

It turns out that this is the case, the seemingly ordinary little bungalow, in fact, there is a universe in the cave! This legendary eighteen-story hell is actually built underground!

Feng saw the shocked expressions on everyone's faces, and proudly pressed the white headlight with the word "one" written on it. The elevator swerved and after a few minutes, it reached the basement floor.

The elevator door opened, and everyone looked out of the door in amazement.

The entire negative layer is vast and boundless, and it is covered with a thick layer of snow and ice. Outside the elevator stood two rows of tall Yin soldiers in armor.

Feng introduced to everyone: "Tourists, what we are now coming to is the first layer of the eighteen-layer hell - the Ice Purgatory, this layer of purgatory is covered with ice and snow all year round, and the temperature is extremely low, it is set up for those who do not honor their parents, but anyone who disobeys his parents in the yang world and disregards the grace of nurturing must be punished here after death, and the sentence is 7749 years. After finishing speaking, he stared at the yellow-clothed Taoist priest in the crowd, as if he was smiling. When they saw this, they all turned their heads to look at him.

The yellow-clothed Taoist priest's face changed, and he shouted: "Why are you looking at me, I am the twenty-fourth filial piety in the world!"

Feng's crotch: "Really?"

The yellow-clothed Taoist priest: "Of course, for so many years, I have never used a stick to beat my mother!"

Everyone: "......"

Feng led everyone to the reception of the ice prison, in front of the reception, two beauties were holding fur coats, and shouted at everyone with a smile on their faces: "Tourists, the temperature inside is low, and those who need to add clothes can come here to line up, the rent is five hundred!"

Tourists shivered as they lined up to rent coats.

Zhang Zizai was caught in the team, thinking that this was too dark, he didn't have much money in total, and he had to use five hundred yuan to rent a set of clothes, and with these five hundred yuan, he didn't know how many skills he could buy.

Just thinking about it, Feng walked up to him, pulled him out of the team, and whispered in his ear: "Don't spend this unjust money on your own people, that thing is a stealer, it's useless!"

Zhang Zizai: "But, I'm really cold. ”

Feng crotch said: "Of course, it's more than minus 7,600 degrees here, not to mention fur, even if you carry the sun on your back, you still have to shiver!"

Zhang Zizai: "What should I do then?"

Feng said with his crotch in his pants: "Don't worry, have you heard that ghosts can catch a cold?" After speaking, everyone who had changed their clothes got on the sleigh car and drove into the vast ice and snow field.

After driving in the ice prison for dozens of minutes, the sleigh truck reached the designated place to visit the first level of hell.

Here, hundreds of evil spirits in swimsuits are standing in a trembling line.

Zhang Zizai asked, "What are they doing here?"

Feng's crotch: "What else can you do, queue up for dinner." ”

Zhang Zizai: "Cooking?"

Feng said happily in his crotch: "Of course, our prefecture respects the ghost power very much, and the punishment is punished, and the three meals a day are all provided with high standards and sufficient portions, and no one is missing!