The wait is always long, and in the process, Zhang Yi has almost lost any hope. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There is a saying that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

But what happened next made Zhang Yi can't help but think of another sentence.

Where there is despair, there is hope.

Clairvoyant really helped him find out two news about the name Shang Tiantang!

First, in the Netherworld, there is a ghost who has just entered the Netherworld, this soul Yang Shou is ninety years old, and he is a good person, and he is faintly possessed by the aura of mortal kings. Because the mighty qi can accelerate the walking speed, so I have walked through the Huangquan Road and are about to reach the Lechuan River.

Second, there is a woman in Tianjiatun, Tian'an City, Qinchuan, who is now 32 years old in Chinese New Year's Eve, who is addicted to gambling all day long, corrupting the moral norms of the world, and is now covered by death Qi Most of her body, it is estimated that she will not live long.

Okay, the name is Shang Tiantang, go to heaven, but you just went to hell.

Alas, it's really a trick.

It seems that the guy is right, Shang Tiantang is indeed an old hero. Otherwise, it would be impossible to become a good person in this life.

It is understandable that people who practice martial arts are open-minded and have an open-minded spirit.

But what does that royal qi possession mean? He's just a common man, where did he come from such an fantasy thing?

After Zhang Yi thought of the words of the steel bar, a more reasonable explanation was remembered by him.

Steel said that when Shang Tiantang was young, he once helped a certain founding father of the Huaxia Kingdom, perhaps, this is the fundamental reason why he was contaminated with the spirit of Wang Gui.

These doubts finally made him completely believe that the ghost in the underworld at this moment was Shang Tiantang himself!

It seems that the old hero eventually passed away.

Wrong!

What the clairvoyant said just now is that Shang Tiantang's soul is about to reach the Lechuan River!

At this time, a long-standing ancient legend appeared in his mind.

Legend has it that people die first to the Ghost Gate Pass, pass through Huangquan Road, and then come to the Lechuan River......

The water of the Lechuan River is blood-yellow, and it is full of lonely souls and wild ghosts that cannot be reincarnated, full of insects and snakes, the fishy wind blows on the face, and the waves are rolling......

There is Meng Po on the bridge, if you want to cross the bridge, you must drink the Meng Po soup handed by Meng Po, and if you don't drink Meng Po soup, you will not be able to cross the bridge. If you cross the helpless bridge, you will not be reincarnated......

Meng Po soup is also called forgetful water, drink a bowl of Meng Po soup, no matter what grievances, hatreds, joys, sorrows, and sorrows you have in this life, you have to forget it cleanly......

……

If that's the case, wouldn't the old hero be about to drink Meng Po soup?

Wanting this, the clothes on Zhang Yi's back were immediately soaked with sweat seeping out.

If he forgets, won't the promise he made in front of the steel bar be unfulfilled?

No, he must not be allowed to forget the memories of this life!

Fingers crackled on the screen for a while, and a line of grateful words was sent.

Inspector Dao Zun: Thank you for your help, this friendship will be firmly remembered in my heart. If there is anything that needs to be done by this immortal in the future, just speak out. Now, Your Majesty has an errand handed over to me, so I can't chat with my fairy friends.

The next help, clairvoyance definitely can't help.

After all, it's a matter of the underworld, and you have to find a big official in the underworld.

That's right!

Didn't you bow down to Hades? He should be able to help himself with this?

Thinking of that black-faced and selfless face, Zhang Yi's little heart hanging in mid-air slowly dropped a lot.

Luckily, this guy is still online!

Inspector Daozun: Brother Hades, have you had anything going on lately? My brother wants to ask you for a favor, but I don't know if it's embarrassing.

I have such a good relationship with Hades, so naturally I don't need to worry about all those bells and whistles, just get straight to the point. In line with the principle that no one else can see the outside, Zhang Yi asked the past confidently.

Usually some immortals talk to the king of Hades, and everyone ignores them, but who is Zhang Yi? That's his brother!

Others have never regarded him as a god, but the immortal envoy treats him as a brother!

In this case, it is simply incumbent!

The king of Hades, who was sitting upright on the Yama Palace, saw the news for the first time, and immediately turned black and shook his black robe and went out.

Hades: Big brother, please tell me, as long as the younger brother can help, it doesn't matter.

Okay!

See a confidant in the midst of adversity!

Lao Hei, no matter what you do in the future, I will definitely help you, brother!

Zhang Yi rubbed his nose with emotion, and then focused on the pinyin keyboard.

Inspector Daozun: You can leave the specific reasons alone for the time being, and I'll ask you one thing. Can you help keep a ghost named Shang Tiantang under control temporarily, and don't let him go to the bridge to drink Meng Po soup. I still have some things to ask him about. If he drinks Meng Po soup, it will be over! He is ninety years old, and he has already walked Huangquan Road at this moment!

To heaven?

This man's name is funny.

But is this man really in the Netherworld?

Looking at the tone of the eldest brother's speech, it should not be mistaken.

Since it's in the interests of the eldest brother, then I have to help with this. After all, Lao Tzu can't be the master in other places, but in this hell, he still has some right to speak.

Hades: Don't worry, big brother, I'll tell the two impermanences of black and white to find this guy now. Once found, he will never be allowed to drink Meng Po soup, so please do it.

After casting this divine sense on the conveyor, Hades turned around and put on a stern face.

"Brother Fan, Brother Xie, go and drag a ninety-year-old man named Shang Tiantang back from the edge of the Lechuan River!"

"Obey the decree of Yan Jun!"

"Obey the decree of Yan Jun!"

These two people are black and white, and they cooperate quite tacitly.

After seeing the anxious look on Hades' face, he immediately rushed over with a mourning stick and an iron chain.

……

said that the old man Shang Tiantang was already stepping on the bridge at this moment.

looked at the silver-haired mother-in-law in front of him who was about the same age as himself, and finally had a sense of intimacy.

"Hey, I said old girl, you can make a lot of money selling porridge here, right?"

Who is Meng Po?

That's the messenger who is dedicated to sending out the water of forgetfulness, although there is no authentic immortal position, but it is finally a big boss in the underworld.

Now that people are regarded as speculative negotiation vendors like the sun, isn't it strange that they are so angry that they blow their beards and stare at them?

Originally, seeing that this old man came from afar, she had already prepared a bowl of Meng Po soup, and wanted him to drink it earlier, so that he could save some soul power and be reincarnated into a good family.

But now it's good, one sentence asked, and it directly hooked up her temper that had been suppressed for hundreds of years.

Women are beauty-loving creatures!

You say that I will put up with my old sister for the time being, but what does this porridge mean?

Am I just not looking good at all?

Well, since you can be unkind to the old lady, then the old lady will also be unjust to you.

The old lady has no other skills, but if you delay the time to cross the bridge for a while, the old lady still did the master!

She smiled at the short-haired white man in front of her, and a few words came out of the wrinkled corners of her mouth.

"Want to cross the bridge? Get some bridge tolls first. Otherwise, don't even think about it! ”

Where can a yin soul who can walk to the side of the bridge still leave money, if you want to say that you have money, it is also a matter of when you first came to the underworld.

How many soldiers will there be in the underworld?

Walking down one level after another, you will already be exploited into a poor bastard.

It's impossible to get rich here.

Meng Po is also an old fritter here, why don't you understand this truth?

It's just that she is determined to fix the old guy in front of her. (To be continued.) )