"Sister Meng, why are you here?" Bing Yi looked at Meng Po beside him curiously, the legendary Meng Po who drank Meng Po soup for the reincarnated ghost on the Nai He Bridge was actually such a stunning beauty. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, Bingyi and Meng Po sat side by side among the flowers, talking quietly like a pair of sisters, looking at the past from a distance, the big and small beauties were really alive.

"I'm waiting for someone!" Meng Po looked at Fei Yu who was lying on the side and said to Bingyi.

Bing Yi saw Meng Po and glanced at Fei Yu, thinking that Fei Yu was the person Meng Po was waiting for: "Wait for someone? is it him?" Bing Yi pointed at Fei Yu and asked.

"No, in fact, I don't know who I'm waiting for, I don't even know his name, appearance, whether it's a man or a woman, but there is always a force in the dark that tells me that I want to wait for someone here!" Meng Po looked into the distance and said faintly. There was a hint of depression between the words.

"I don't even know if it's a man or a woman, Sister Meng, even if that person comes, can you recognize him as the person you are waiting for?" Bing Yi was very curious about the person Meng Po was waiting for, what kind of person was worth waiting for like this.

"I don't know, maybe I don't know if he passes by me, but I believe that if he really comes, God will tell me!" Meng Po's confused eyes revealed an expectation for the future, maybe the expectation of tomorrow is the motivation for us to live.

"Then how long has Sister Meng been waiting? Is it just waiting like this?" Bing Yi can only express from the bottom of her heart about Meng Po's behavior: I hope that the person Sister Meng is waiting for can appear as soon as possible, and let a woman wait like this, what kind of person will that person be? .

"I don't know how long I waited, I just remember that I've been waiting since I was on the bridge. How much time has passed, and it doesn't make sense, I just know that I'm going to keep waiting until that person shows up. Meng Po thought about it, maybe because of too much time, Meng Po had forgotten what she was waiting for.

Bing Yi looked at Meng Po's confused expression, and felt very unbearable, such a stunning woman, just wasting her good time on this meaningless wait? Is it God's arrangement, or Sister Meng herself has lost a memory that should belong to her, everything is a mystery, the authorities are confused, and the bystanders are also confused.

The two fell silent for a while.

"The time is almost up!" Meng Po broke the calm atmosphere, revealing a faint sense of regret.

"What time is coming?" Bing Yi was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Meng Po suddenly came up with such a sentence, what did it mean?

"My time is almost up, it's time for me to get out of here, the hell door is about to close. I'm going to go back to Hell before the hell gate closes, and I'm going to keep watch by the bridge. Meng Po looked at Bingyi and explained carefully.

"Then Sister Meng, don't you have to wait for that person to appear? Why are you leaving?" Bingyi's mind didn't turn around all of a sudden, didn't he say that he was going to kill people here? Why did he leave?

"Hehe! I mean waiting for people here, but I didn't say that I would wait forever! Only every year when the ghost door is opened, I will come out and wait for a while, and I won't come out for the rest of the time!" Meng Po looked at Bing Yi with a very stupid and innocent look, and felt very funny, it was good to be young.

Bing Yi snapped his fingers: "The ghost door is wide open, didn't you say that there is a treasure born today? What the hell is going on?" But Bing Yi believes that Sister Meng will not lie to herself, since today is the day when the ghost door is wide open, then who spread the news? Who wants to lure everyone to this place? What does this person want to do? What is the ulterior motive?

"Sister Meng, why is the ghost door open today? Does it open once a year?" Bing Yi couldn't figure out the mystery, so he simply asked Sister Meng what the ghost door was.

"Yes, yes, the ghost door opens once a year. The reason why the Ghost Gate is called the Ghost Gate is because it is the gateway between the earth and hell, and it is also called the Ghost Gate Gate. Because there is too much yin energy in the underworld, every time the yang energy in the world is the weakest, that is, the day when the yin energy is at its peak, the barrier between the two worlds will weaken a lot, and then the yin energy will open the ghost door and close it again in the early morning of the next day. During this time period, in the area where the ghost gate is located, human beings may enter the ghost gate by mistake, step into the underworld, and never go back. And the ghosts wandering on the Yellow Spring Road will also jump out of the ghost gate, cholera world. That's why you strayed into this place, but don't worry, I will show you the way to get you back to the world!" Seeing Bingyi's panicked little eyes, Meng Po finally added. For Bingyi, a little girl, Meng Po, who has not been in contact with strangers for a long time, feels very fateful, maybe this is fate!

"Sister Meng, can't the immortals in charge of hell prevent the ghost gate from opening? Aren't many human beings who strayed into the ghost gate taking their own lives in vain? Won't evil ghosts also cause many tragedies when they plague the world? Since such a terrible thing happens, why doesn't anyone come out to stop it? Isn't the ghost gate not controlled by the region?" Bing Yi asked a series of questions, Bing Yi was very puzzled by the ghost gate opening at this time every year, she didn't believe that the managers in the region couldn't prevent this tragic thing from happening, could it be that human life was really like grass Kan? Or did those immortals lose their humanity after becoming immortals? Or was the divinity like this? Heaven and earth were not kind, and all things were regarded as Zou dogs.

"You're right, why doesn't anyone care about it?, why haven't I thought about it after I've lived so long?" Meng Po looked down and thought softly. It's like a child who has seen the disappearance of human lives since he was born, and when he grows up, he has become commonplace and accustomed to it. He had given up thinking about why so many lives were missing, and the subconscious mind was controlling his thinking. Meng Po is such a typical example, he is used to seeing the ghost door open, so he has never thought about this problem, Bingyi's words reminded her, and a word woke up the dreamer.

"Jingle bell!" A crisp silver bell rang, and Bing Yi followed the sound to see that it was a pair of purple-gold bells tied to Meng Po's wrist ringing. The hurried ringing bell seemed to urge Meng Po to hurry up.

Meng Po touched the bell lightly, and then the bell stopped ringing: "My time is running out, the ghost gate is about to close, I will send you out of here before the ghost gate is closed, otherwise you will never be able to get out for a while!" Meng Po looked at Bing Yi and said solemnly.

"Okay! Sister Meng. But why hasn't he woken up yet, we can't leave him behind!" Bing Yi pointed to Fei Yu, who was still lying on the ground, and said to Meng Po.

"Hehe, of course, I can't forget him, it's just that he stayed in the other side flower for too long just now, and inhaled too much of the fragrance of the other side flower, which caused him to pass out. The flowers on the other side are not flowers in the world, ordinary people can't smell the fragrance of flowers, and if they smell it, they won't die far from death!" Meng Po leaned over to investigate Feiyu's situation, and slowly explained to Bingyi.

"Then why didn't I faint? I also smelled the fragrance of flowers!" Bing Yi suddenly became curious, why didn't he faint like Feiyu, could it be that he was King Kong's incorruptible body, and he was invincible to all poisons?

"So we have a fate! The flower on the other side is the flower of death, and I personally planted it on the Huangquan Road. Since the flower on the other side can't stun you, it can only mean that you and I are destined. In that case, I'm going to give you a gift!" Meng Po seemed to be suddenly interested and energetic.

"Gift?" Bing Yi couldn't accept Meng Po's explanation from the bottom of her heart: Wouldn't you faint like Feiyu if you have fate? What kind of logic is this? Can fate cure all diseases?

Meng Po shook her hair, and her hands ran through the green silk, and there was an extra strand of hair on her hand, which seemed to have been cut from Meng Po's own head.

Meng Po held this strand of hair in both hands and handed it to Bingyi: "This strand of hair was cut from my head, do you know how Meng Po soup came from? I don't have any gifts, so I'll give it to you as a gift, I hope you won't need it in the future!" Meng Po looked at Bing Yi sincerely, wanting Bing Yi to take this strand of hair down.

Bing Yi looked at the black hair in front of him embarrassedly, and thought to herself: "What does this mean, give me this thing, and hope that I won't need it in the future, won't it be over if you don't send it to me?" But now that people have sent everything to your eyes, how can you be embarrassed if you don't accept it?

"Wow, Sister Meng! Is this Meng Po soup really made from your hair? Then why do you still have hair now? It's amazing!"

Bing Yi took Meng Po's hair with both hands, and looked at Meng Po's black and bright black hair curiously: Doesn't it look like a wig?

"I don't know what I wanted, my hair never ran out, and every time I pulled it out, it would come back again, as if it had never been pulled out. Meng Po couldn't tell the reason, everything only had the result, there was no process and cause, they were all hidden in the long river of time, and they might only see the secret when the wind and clouds surged.

Bing Yi carefully put away Meng Po's hair, at this time Bing Yi seemed to feel Meng Po's temperature, Bing Yi looked up and saw Meng Po looking at herself with a smile on her face.

"What's wrong, Sister Meng?" Bing Yi asked suspiciously, is there something wrong with herself?

"It's okay, it's just that I should go!" Meng Po looked at Bingyi and said, there seemed to be a trace of reluctance in her words.

"Aren't you going to send us out?" Sister Meng!" Bing Yi hurriedly asked.

"I don't have much time, I have to leave first! You go in the opposite direction along the other side of the flowers, don't stop, wait until you see the sunrise, it means that you have walked out of the range of the ghost gate, remember not to look back!" Meng Po carefully told Bingyi, telling her not to turn back, otherwise there will be terrible consequences.

Bing Yi watched Meng Po disappear in front of her little by little, everything seemed like a dream, and it was not until the last touch of red disappeared that Bing Yi came back to her senses.

"Ahh

"Hey, what are you looking at?" At this time, Bingyi heard a familiar voice behind him......

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