569. Meng Po Tang (Page 1/1)

Li Zimu found that although he could see the ghosts, the ghosts could not see him, and they could not see each other.

In other words, everyone is alone when they walk for a while after death, but Li Zimu is different and can see all of them, so there is this kind of crowded and lively scene.

These ghosts had no effect on him, and he was able to pass through their bodies without hindrance.

Li Zimu also thought about going over the soul-intimidating lamp on the side of the road to see if the water ghosts in the yellow spring could see them, but after thinking about it, he still forgot it, he didn't plan to take this risk.

As the so-called curiosity kills the cat, he is now holding a cat's hand......

The two of them walked forward unhurriedly, and along the way, Li Zimu saw too many people who couldn't resist the temptation to jump into the water, and also saw a few people who were turning back.

Li Zimu was very similar to telling them not to do this, he knew that he could communicate with them if he wanted to, but he didn't do it, he always felt that this would break the rule.

What counsel do those who cannot resist temptation and loneliness have?

They had been walking for a long time, almost twenty minutes, and it was strange that the watch on Li Zimu's wrist was still moving......

"Look at the other side"

Just as Li Zimu was looking down at the time, Pudding stopped and pointed to the scenery that had just appeared on the other side of the river in front of him.

"Manju Sahua"

Li Zimu also stopped, and the ghosts around them also stopped, they looked straight at the flowers on the other side of the river, some with smiles on their faces, and some with sadness on their faces.

It was a sea of flowers, and Li Zimu knew this flower, and its name was Manzhu Sahua, or in layman's terms, it was called the Dead Man's Flower, or the Flower of the Other Side.

The petals are slender and dense, and they are blood-red, as if they are watered by blood and grow into flowers.

Li Zimu suddenly remembered the story about the flower on the other side, and he understood why these people stopped, and their faces showed different expressions of joy or sadness.

The flower on the other side is considered to be the leading flower of the underworld, growing on the edge of the Yellow Spring, and judging from this road, it is indeed the flower that blooms on the other side.

The fragrance of the flowers on the other side has a magical power that can evoke the memories of the deceased, and these ghosts must have been evoked the memories of their lives, so their faces showed different emotions.

It's not that all death is sad and terrible, and if Li Zimu died, he wouldn't be sad, and even a little happy.

Those old people, they have lived for most of their lives, for them, death is not terrible, sometimes it makes people look forward to it, so when they see the flowers on the other side, their faces are full of smiles.

And Li Zimu is the old man among the old people, he thinks, if he dies, he will definitely smile very brightly when he sees these flowers on the other side, right?

The other side of the flower, the flower blooms the other side, you can't see the leaves when the flowers bloom, and you can't see the flowers when there are leaves. The flowers and leaves do not see each other, and they are wrong.

Legend has it that this flower only blooms in the Yellow Spring, it is the only scenery on the Yellow Spring Road, the ghost of the dead person walks on the Yellow Spring Road, and the guidance of this flower can lead to the ghost gate.

In other words, they are about to come to the end of this Huangquan Road.

Some of them looked at the other side for a while, and then moved on, while some of them were still staring blankly, stopping where they were.

Li Zimu did smell the fragrance of flowers from the other side, but he was different from these ghosts, he didn't have any strange feelings, and so did the pudding next to him, probably because they weren't ghosts, right?

After walking some distance further, Li Zimu saw a bridge.

Sure enough, as he had guessed before, the Yellow Spring was a closed, ring-shaped stagic river with two bridges in the middle that connected the road outside.

And although this bridge is the same as the one that Li Zimu walked on when he came in before, this bridge has a name, and Li Zimu saw the three words on the stone pier at the head of the bridge from a distance.

Nai Ho Bridge.

It turned out that this was the Nai He Bridge, and what was a little different from before was that there was a pavilion at the other end of the bridge, and there were several people sitting in the pavilion, and a large wooden barrel was placed in front of them.

Li Zimu can be very sure that they are human because they have magic and, more importantly, they have aura in their body.

The middle part of the bridge is a dividing line between night and day, and the pavilion is built at the other end of the bridge, in the world of daylight, outside Huangquan Road.

Li Zimu didn't hesitate at all, and took Pudding's hand and stepped out of this dividing line, for him, Huangquan Road has nothing to be nostalgic for, and that place makes him not want to stay longer at all.

After stepping out of the dividing line of this bridge, the ghosts on the bridge can see each other, and Li Zimu also appears in it, everyone look at me, I look at you, they are not surprised by the people who suddenly appeared beside them, as if they already knew it in their hearts.

There was a long queue in front of them, and the people who came out followed the line and walked forward, just like people lining up to buy tickets at the train station.

Li Zimu looked ahead, and the long line happened to pass by the side of the pavilion.

Li Zimu took Pudding's hand and followed the back of the group, although these ghosts could see them, but they didn't know the identities of Li Zimu and Pudding, so it was not surprising.

Or, they don't have joy or sorrow at all, as if they only reveal other emotions when they see the flowers on the other side or fall into the water.

The line was very long, and Li Zimu followed the team and moved forward little by little, and everyone was not in a hurry, so he was not in a hurry.

What's the hurry, rushing to reincarnate?

Finally getting closer a little closer, Li Zimu saw the specific situation in the pavilion clearly.

It was a few women, who looked like middle-aged women, dressed in an ancient style, as if they lived in ancient times, wearing red robes.

They kept scooping out a little red liquid from the huge wooden barrel, and filled it in bowls that looked like wood, and everyone had to take a bowl and drink it as they passed by.

None of them showed signs of rebellion, as if they had no joy or sorrow, and only knew how to carry out orders.

"Meng Po soup, made from the flowers of the other side"

Pudding thought for a moment and said, in her memory, there was this scene.

"Well, I know"

Li Zimu nodded and took a step forward.

Nahe Bridge, Meng Po Soup, this is a well-known thing, of course he knows, but what he doesn't know is that Meng Po Soup is actually made from flowers on the other side.

Interestingly, the floral fragrance of the flowers can remind people of the things of their lives, but the soup made from the flowers can make people forget the things of the past.

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