Under the Naihe Bridge on the bank of the Lechuan River, the soul who wants to be reincarnated must receive a bowl of Meng Po tea to drink, so as to forget the past life and reincarnate.

Meng Po has always been kind and pleasant, her eyes are full of compassion and peace, her voice is so eloquent, no matter how sad and angry people are, under her gaze and persuasion, they will become peaceful, and finally willingly let go of the past grievances, drink Meng Po tea and reincarnate.

But looking at the middle-aged bhikshuni in front of her at this moment, Meng Po felt at a loss for the first time, and deeply regretted that she shouldn't have believed the judge's words and became a lobbyist.

This lobbyist is really difficult to do, and blames the judge for being too favoritistic, so that the person crosses into the daughter of a rich family who died early, and the rich and noble life is also, and he wants to find the person who is prosperous, but the result is not good, not to mention, but also found by the main master, if it is not for the protection of the king of Hades, how is the fate of this judge a tragic word.

Meng Po cheered up again and persuaded: "Since the master is already an outsider, why bother to be so obsessed with the matter of Hongchen? Your parents will be reincarnated in a rich family and enjoy wealth and glory all their lives, so it can be regarded as fulfilling your filial piety as a daughter in this life. ”

The bhikshunis turned a deaf ear, and Meng Po finally became annoyed: "You refuse to give up here, is it because you are holding grievances for your parents, but in fact you are angry that you have been robbed of your wealth and wealth, and the master's decades of practice have become a joke." ”

The sharp words finally made the bhikshuni open his eyes full of sharp edges, and he was not as sharp as a monk, but only heard her say: "You don't have to provoke you with words, I have been loved by my parents since I was a child, and although my reputation is indecent, I am not at fault, where did I think that that woman not only ruined my reputation, but also caused my parents to die a good death, so I would rather give up my years of practice than confront the judge and ask for justice." ”

Meng Po has never seen such a master who does not enter the oil and salt, the good words are exhausted, the benefits may be a basket, why is she so stubborn, she is practicing in her body, and there are countless good results, so people can't do anything about her.

At this time, I saw a ghost messenger walking in, and Meng Po knew that he was the judge's confidant, so she shook her head at him, indicating that the matter could not be done privately.

The ghost almost glanced at the bhikshuni with his eyes closed, walked straight over, and slashed down with his palm, but the bhikshuni was not guarded, and passed out directly by the neck.

It startled Meng Po and shouted: "What are you doing, she is different from others, she has made a big fuss, how can you end it?"

The ghost smiled, "It's going to be fine." The judge said that in her dynasty, someone won a chance to be reborn, so if she wants to fish in troubled waters, she will be sent back, and she must not be allowed to return to the yang world with her memories. Quickly took advantage of her unconscious and poured her tea. ”

Meng Po hurriedly brought the tea and asked again, "Is that girl going back together, do you want to give her some tea to drink?"

The ghost glanced at her and said with a smile: "Don't worry too much, my judge has his own arrangements." ”

Meng Po sighed: "Don't do your best to pit your master, otherwise it will be troublesome for her to come here again to discuss the law after a hundred years." ”

The ghost almost jumped up and shouted, "Such a master who does not suffer losses, it is too late to hide and go, where do you dare to provoke." ”

Meng Po smiled and said: "You are ruthless enough just now, be careful of being retaliated by her." ”

The ghost thought about it for a while, and said with some uncertainty: "I'm in the underworld, and she's in the yang world, so I shouldn't have a chance to be retaliated against by her." ”

Then someone cried out, "What are you thinking, the hour has come?" ”

The ghost cha hurriedly helped Cupini away, and Meng Po couldn't help sighing: "The story is restarted again, I hope this time it will be satisfactory." ”