As soon as Yan Juan left, there was no need for Shao Huan to continue to stay here.

Out of the palace of the Hades, Shao Huan walked back along the road he came, and sure enough, he saw Meng Po boiling soup on the bridge beside the Lechuan River.

The soup is fragrant and wafting, which is a taste that Shao Huan has never smelled.

She stepped forward and asked Meng Po softly, "Meng Po, what kind of soup are you boiling?

Meng Po looked back at her and smiled slightly, but did not reply.

Shao Huan looked around left and right, his eyes touched a bowl of fragrant soup on the table, he didn't want to think about it, he reached out and picked it up to taste it. The soup bowl was brought to his lips, and before he could take a sip, a hand full of vicissitudes and wrinkles stretched out horizontally to block his eyes.

"Can't drink. Meng Po smiled and groaned, and took the soup bowl in Shaoxi's hand straight away as she spoke, "The soup boiled by the old woman is called Meng Po soup and forgetful water." ”

"Meng Po soup?" muttered Shao Huan.

"Anyone who enters reincarnation must come to Naihe Bridge to drink a bowl of Meng Po soup, and wait until the past is completely forgotten before they can enter reincarnation. At that time, the dust will return to dust, the earth will return to the earth, and the things of the past will have nothing to do with the future generations. Meng Po poured all the soup in the bowl into Lethe, and then stirred the soup boiling in the pot, speaking casually and lightly, as if she had no wonder about the afterlife.

Few people have heard of anything in the underworld, and even this Meng Po soup is the first time I have seen it.

However, it is written in the book that I used to read that if two people who loved each other in life but were not able to be together, and set foot on the Nai He Bridge after death, they must not drink the bowl of Meng Po soup, so that they can remember the love of their previous lives, and they can continue the previous edge.

I used to watch it a little bit incomprehensibly, and even, a little funny. She really didn't understand what kind of feeling it was like to make people worry so much, and even in the next life, she had to ask for a reunion and continue the unfinished fate in her previous life.

"There is forgetful water in the Nine Heavens, and after drinking it, even the unforgettable love can be discarded together. But the old woman's soup is better than this, take a sip, don't talk about love, even if you have a bond, you can forget it together, and you can't remember it in this life. ”

There was a low chatter in Meng Po's ears, and Shao Huan listened intently for a while, but he asked: "Meng Po, what kind of feelings can make people worry?"

Meng Po stirred the soup with her hands.

Shaohuan thought that she was old and didn't hear clearly, so she patiently explained in detail: "It's the kind of unforgettable feeling, whether it is heaven and earth, or life and death, this kind of relationship has always existed and will not die out with time." In the book of mortal words, this thing is called 'love'. ”

Meng Po looked ahead in a daze and didn't say a word, there seemed to be a fog in front of her eyes that obscured her vision, and unconsciously, two crystal tears burst out of her eyes. She hurriedly put down the spoon, turned around and quickly wiped it off.

"What's wrong with you, Meng Po?"

"No, it's okay, Xu Shifeng squinted. Meng Po turned her back and her voice was a little hoarse.

Shao Xi looked around blankly, and reached out to feel it, but did not find any wind.

"Meng Po, are you uncomfortable? Why don't I help you sit on the side of the Sansheng Stone?" Shao Huan proposed, and seeing that Meng Po did not object, he stepped forward and walked towards the Sansheng Stone.

Helping Meng Po to sit down against the Sansheng Stone, Shao Huan carefully looked at the stone in front of him.

said that it was a three-life stone, but she looked at it very usually. It's just that this stone is a lot taller than her, and it has stood here for I don't know how many years, but the top is smooth and abnormal, and there is no mottle.

Meng Po had returned to normal, and when she looked back at the Sansheng Stone, she said to herself: "It is said that this stone was cast by Emperor Wa in the past, which began at the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, and was irrigated by the essence of heaven and earth, sun and moon all day long, and gradually gained spirituality. Emperor Wa gave it the mana three-life formula, named its three stages as the past life, this life, and the next life, and added a marriage line to its body. Therefore, this stone is also called the marriage stone. ”

"I see. Shao Huan listened to it and simply sat next to Meng Po, "Then tell me about it, are there other interesting stories about this stone?"

Meng Po smiled kindly, and then said: "This stone was originally on the bank of the West Tianling River, and it was placed on the side of the Lechuan River in the underworld. Therefore, the memories of Shilu's past and present lives, there are many ghosts who want to enter reincarnation and are reluctant to give up the past, so they will stay here, and take one last look at their mortal relatives through these three-life stones. Of course, you can't keep it, but if you look at it again before you are reincarnated, it may be considered a letting go. ”

Let go of everything, loved ones, loved ones...... and oneself in a previous life.

"It turns out that the Sansheng Stone was also cast by Emperor Wa! Speaking of which, it still has some relationship with me!"

"Oh?" Meng Po looked at her curiously, "Let's hear it." ”

"Have you ever heard of the Wandering Stream?"

"Although the old woman has never left the underworld, she has heard of the prestige of the gods. ”

Shao Huan couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, and he talked about it endlessly: "Since Meng Po knows my master, she should know that my master is one of the four protectors under the throne of Wa in the past, and his real body is Bai Ze." ”

"When Emperor Wa returned to chaos, his eyelashes fell into the stream, and grew into a towering plane tree, whose roots stretched for hundreds of miles, and were undefeated all year round. The leaves of the sycamore are golden, and it blooms once in 3,000 years and bears fruit once in 3,000 years, but it takes a full 100,000 years to cultivate a spirit body. ”

When it comes to his life experience, Shao Huan can't help but be a little complacent: "The sycamore tree has cultivated two spirit bodies, 100,000 years ago, it was Qiwu, and then me. The two of us, along with the master, are inextricably linked to Emperor Wa, and they are also closely related to these three living stones. Meng Po, yes or no?"

Meng Po nodded.

She lives in the underworld, and she doesn't know much about the outside world, and she doesn't care about the things of the divine world. In her opinion, it doesn't matter what Shao Huan's identity is, the important thing is that this girl is very simple and innocent, but she has a great appetite for her.

She patted the back of Shao Huan's hand and motioned for her to look at the Sansheng Stone: "This stone is called the marriage stone, although it is not guaranteed that you can see your marriage, but you might as well give it a try." ”

"Marriage?" Shao Huan was a little ignorant, "But, I never thought about it." ”

Meng Po was a little surprised: "Women all over the world want to be able to marry a wishful husband, love the white head, if you know that there is this thing in the world that knows about marriage, I am afraid that I would like to come all the way, just to see the name on this stone." I see that although you are young, you don't have the slightest idea about 'love'?"

Shao was stunned, but shook his head.

For some reason, she really doesn't have much interest in feelings. It's like there's a place in my heart that is empty, and I always feel like something is missing.

Meng Po looked at Shaohuan for a long time, but seeing that she didn't seem to be lying, and she didn't deliberately hide it, although she felt strange, she still didn't ask after all.

As for whether the name of the destined person can really be shown on the Sansheng Stone, Shao Huan doesn't know, and he doesn't plan to verify it.

chatted with Meng Po for a while, estimated that the time was almost up, and then said goodbye to Meng Po and returned to Xiaoyaojian.

It was already dusk when I returned to Xiaoyaojian, and strangely, I didn't bump into Qiwu at the door. If it was usual, once she returned a little late, she would definitely be able to meet Qiwu waiting for her at the door when she came back, and then, without exception, she was destined to be punished.

was secretly glad that he had escaped, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. She hurried to Qiwu's room, pushed open the door, and it was empty, and ran to the plane tree, and carefully searched for the edge, but still there was no Qiwu.

"Strange, where did Qiwu go?"

Shao Huan put his hands on his waist and panted in the blowing breeze.

A thought suddenly flashed in his mind: Qiwu, you won't go to Xigu County, will you......

Once this thought flashed, it seemed to take root in the bottom of his heart, Shao Huan couldn't sit still any longer, pinched the cloud trick, and there was only one destination - Xigu County.

When I arrived in Xigu County, it was already night, and the cold wind blew in the night, and a worn-out lantern slid past my feet. Shao Huan stood at the intersection, looking around, it was quiet, there was no light on the street, and the stalls on the side of the street were lying all over the place, making the ground a mess and a little desolate.

The cold wind was blowing on his body, and he was cold and cold. The current Xigu County is ...... Already a dead city?

A bad premonition arose, and Shao Huan walked all the way down the street, and no candle was lit everywhere he passed, but by the moonlight, the corpses lying in the depths of the alley could be faintly seen. The weather was not hot, and although the corpse did not decompose extremely quickly, it was certain that it was silent.

The figure only crossed two streets, and Shao Huan did not see a single living person. Passing by a Nuwa temple, she looked up at the black clouds and the moon overhead, and simply decided to rest here first, and wait until dawn before she could make plans.

With that in mind, she had already stepped into the temple.

This place is no more dilapidated than the temple in the suburbs last time, and according to the situation inside, it seems that you can vaguely see the appearance of incense in the past. But now the plague is rampant, the people are infected with the disease, and everyone is dying, and everyone is too busy to take care of themselves, so no one is distracted to come here to worship incense.

Shao Huan folded his hands and bowed to the statue of Nuwa in the temple, and then found a corner to nest.

When you close your eyes, you will see the desolation of the streets, the corpses in the deep alleys, and the dark county town...... But it's only been a month, and it's really embarrassing that it's become like this.

Not long after, Shao Huan had fallen asleep under such circumstances.

"Less frolic, less frolick, wake up!"

The familiar woman's voice sounded in her ears again, and Shao Yue was dazed in his sleep, unable to distinguish whether it was a dream or reality, and could not distinguish between auditory hallucinations and reality......

"There is danger in less play, run ......"

A gust of black wind swept over the flat ground, causing the wooden door of the Nuwa Temple to creak, and the half-burned incense candles and incense burner bones on the offering table fell down the table, and there was a bang on the ground.

Shao Huan woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, and a miserable white face was close at hand, a black hair stretched out like a woven net, and bright red sharp ten fingers suddenly struck towards the door......