When he returned to the underworld, Yan Xinglan hadn't gone to find Meng Yingling yet, but he saw Meng Jingling standing on the Nai He Bridge again, not knowing what he was doing.

She is always like this, standing on the bridge of Naihe, becoming a beautiful scenery in the underworld, a scenery that no one dares to disturb.

Yan Xinglan swallowed his saliva and walked towards the Nai He Bridge step by step.

Meng Jingling sensed that someone was coming, turned around, and looked at Yan Xinglan expressionlessly.

"Sister Meng, what are you doing standing here?" Yan Xinglan scratched her head a little embarrassed, and asked in a low voice after stepping on the steps.

Meng Jingling came back to her senses, her eyes drifted to the depths of the Lechuan River again, and she didn't pay attention to Yan Xinglan.

For Meng Jingling, this woman, Yan Xinglan is still a little jealous, from the beginning of her cultivation, she knows that there is a Meng Po in the underworld, and the Soul Forgetting Soup can forget all the past, the Hades King has changed one session after another, but Meng Po has always been there.

Seeing that Meng Jingling ignored herself, Yan Xinglan said to herself: "I went to Yangshi that day and saw a baby dyed with a strong ghostly spirit, the ghostly spirit is not ordinary, it is not trivial, it seems to be the reincarnation of the bricks of the Nai He Bridge......

Before she finished speaking, she successfully attracted Meng Yingling's attention, she stared at Yan Xinglan, and asked for a while, "What did you just say?" ”

"Sister Meng, I just want to take a look quietly today, but the bridge is missing a brick, just happen to be here again, help me find it." Yan Xinglan was happy in her heart, she really cared very much.

Before she finished speaking, Meng Jingling had already closed her eyes, and placed her entire divine consciousness on the Nai He Bridge, sweeping over the Nai He Bridge inch by inch, and when she was in the middle of the bridge, she opened her eyes suddenly: "Sure enough, there is a piece missing, where is he?" ”

"In ...... In Matsuri State. As soon as Yanxing Lan finished answering, Meng Jingling swept away her sleeves and disappeared.

Yan Xinglan was bored, isn't it just a helpless bridge, why is it so important to Meng Po, a girl like Yan Xinglan, whose curiosity is more serious than a cat, is the first time to go back to the dead city to find an old ghost cliché.

It was only after a foolish mantle that I finally heard the version of the legend from a blind mother-in-law in the northernmost part of the city.

The mother-in-law told Yan Xinglan that Meng Jingling and Yi Shu, the ancient god craftsman who built the Nai He Bridge, had a marriage contract, but unfortunately, Meng Jingling's sister also loved Yi Shu, and the three of them were not together in the end.

Yan Xinglan thought to herself, it must be Meng Jingling's sister who was dazzled by love and did something unforgivable for the sake of the god Yishu, and then Meng Jingling killed her, and as a result, she was demoted to the underworld.

Thinking like this, she felt more and more that she was right, so she suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Meng Jingling. Thinking that Meng Jingling was so fond of the Nai He Bridge left by Yi Shu Shangshen, he couldn't help but have a little more affection for Meng Jingling.

The human world.

The pumice stone fed a drop of blood to the sinking water, and the child suddenly grew into a twelve-thirteen-year-old appearance, a boy, very good-looking.

"This is the kid?" Meng Jingling's voice sounded behind the pumice stone, and the pumice stone nodded: "Look, he doesn't look like the statue of Yi Shushang?" ”

Meng Jingling walked in and asked the child, "What's your name?" ”

"It's you." Shen Shui squinted his eyes, and there was infinite light in his eyes.

"It's not just me, every brick of us has the same dream. The outline of the woman drawn in the dream is you, and for thousands of years, I can dream of you night and night. Shen Shui's twelve or thirteen-year-old immature face showed an evil spirit: "It is because of this that I am not willing to be lonely, I jumped into the Wheel Division, just to see the girl in our dreams." I didn't expect you to show up like this. ”

This time, it was Pushi's turn and Meng Jingling to be surprised: "The girl in your dreams? Why me? Maybe the answer was about to come out, but Meng Jingling still insisted on asking Shen Shui.

Shen Shui shrugged: "I don't know, maybe when we were built, the feelings of that divine craftsman were too enthusiastic. ”

"Yi Shu ......" Meng Jingling lowered his head and silently recited his name, and then stretched out his hand to Shen Shui: "Follow me back to the underworld." ”

"Nope." Before Shen Shui could agree, Pushi came over and pressed Meng Jingling's hand down: "Miss Meng can't be impulsive, he is a brick that fell from the bridge, and he jumped into the wheel division without permission, if he goes back to the underworld with you, there is only one way to die." ”

"You're going to stand in my way?" Meng Jingling raised her eyebrows, this posture had a feeling that if the pumice stone stopped her, she would be desperate.

Pushi shook his head: "I'm telling the truth, he has now jumped into reincarnation, the Hades listen to you, if you open your mouth, he will definitely let Shen Shui live a stable life in the Yang world, but if you bring him back to the underworld, so many pairs of eyes to watch, what should I do?" ”

Although Meng Jingling was a little indifferent, she could still listen to her words, she looked at the sinking water, and said with her eyebrows: "Okay." ”

Shen Shui has lived in the Yang world for ten years, without worrying about food and clothing, and even won the top prize, the emperor married his favorite princess to him, but on the wedding night, the groom was nowhere to be found.

Smoke Star Blue and Pumice Stone appeared outside the palace, knowing each other. Meng Jingling watched Shenshui grow up on the Wangxiang platform, at the age of twenty-three, he was exactly what Yi Shu looked like back then, not bad at all, how could Meng Jingling let him marry someone else.

"Young master, if you marry someone else, I will definitely be very unhappy." Yan Xinglan took advantage of the beauty of the night and muttered a word, and Pushi continued: "I won't marry someone else." ”

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the starry smoke star blue lightly, and continued: "Of course, you are even more impossible. ”

"Pumice!"

A crow on a dead tree in the sky flapped its wings and flew away.

Meng Jingling looked at the red-clothed Shen Shui with empty eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Why did you marry your sister?" Didn't you say that I am the only one who will not marry in this life? ”

"What are you talking about?" Shen Shui looked at Meng Jingling inexplicably.

"The same red clothes, the same cave room with candles. Yi Shu, I didn't do anything to be sorry for you, it was my sister who framed me. Meng Jingling said as she spoke, but she actually cried a little, and the sinking water also felt a pain in her heart.

He involuntarily hugged Meng Jingling's thin shoulders, and blurted out the words in his mouth: "Qianxue, in my life, I have only loved you alone." ”

"You're a liar! You married your sister! You married your sister! Meng Jingling suddenly seemed to go crazy, punched and kicked Shenshui, she flew into the void with a rubbing, and the streamer in her hand burst out with a violent light, attacking Shenshui, although Shenshui was a ghostly brick at the bridgehead, but he didn't know how to control spiritual power, and he was stunned by Meng Jingling's mouth spitting blood, and he was in pain.

Meng Jingling's streamer continued to breathe fire, and the color of her eyes changed from dark green to bright red! (To be continued.) )