"Oh, what is the real 'Meng Po soup'? Have you ever drunk it?"

"The real Meng Po soup uses eight tears as the soup guide: one raw tear, two old tears, three bitter tears, four cups of regret tears, five inches of lovesick tears, six cups of sick tears, seven feet of parting tears, this eighth taste is Meng Po's sad tears. Meng Po soup is guided by these eight tears, to remove its bitterness, to leave its sweetness, to suffer for a lifetime, before boiling into a good soup. Let the ghost be willing to drink, and then cross the Naihe Bridge to reincarnate with peace of mind. The girl's face was grim, and she spoke slowly, as if what was in front of her had nothing to do with her.

"You don't seem to have anything in this bowl of soup, so I conclude that there is something wrong with this bowl of soup. After the girl finished speaking, she stuffed the bowl directly to Meng Po.

Meng Po didn't expect this, she has been here for decades, no one has ever dared to say that there will be a problem with 'Meng Po Soup', more of them are some Yin Spirits who want to cross the 'Nai He Bridge', in order to drink less or not drink 'Meng Po Soup', more or less will secretly pay tribute to Meng Po, and Meng Po will have to get by, with one eye and one eye closed. However, this Meng Po is also a ghost with hands and eyes that are all over the world, and she never does it herself to collect money and collect money, and the little ghost Yin soldiers under her hands will operate automatically without her worrying.

She closed her eyes and said slowly, "Since you are so sure, that is an expert, then dare to ask for advice, what is in this pot of soup in front of you?"

The girl looked at the soup bowl in front of her carefully, and said for a long time, "There are incense burner ashes in Bogong Temple, purple acid rain on Huangquan Road, wild vines in front of Sansheng Shi, ghost tears on Wangxiang Terrace, leech blood in the bottom water of the 'Lechuan River', Meng Po Khan in the soup, ghost eyes under the bridge, evil dog saliva in the Vicious Dog Ridge, golden chicken feathers in front of Jinji Mountain, wild ghosts in the wild ghost village, ecstasy flowers behind the Ecstasy Palace, wild fruits next to the capital city, Senluo Palace's judge's tea, offerings left in the pavilion, incense candle ashes on the top of the Ghost Castle, a wick in the lotus platform, Resurrection of the soul cliff top mandala, the sun of the sun ***. How's it going, are there any omissions?"

"What is it? When I came to Nai He Bridge, I tasted Meng Po soup, and as for what Meng Po soup tasted like, hum...... Meng Po has the final say, do you drink it or not?" Meng Po sneered twice, and all the ghost pawns surrounded her with a 'whoop' and grabbed it.

Fang Bolin was worried that the girl had made a mistake, and hurriedly beckoned the eighth to come over, the eighth didn't want to come over, but when he saw Fang Bolin beckoning to him again and again, he didn't dare not come, and floated to him, "Mr. Fang, this woman must be here to find fault, wait until I catch her......"

Fang Bolin waved his hand and whispered, "We have been staying here for too long, I am worried that my Shuang Ling and Fu Ya will not be able to survive, and now I am starting to feel a little dizzy, you ask Meng Po to hurry up, we still have to hurry, she can't even do this little thing, I will let Xiao Lian change people......"

"Don't don't, aunt and uncle, sell me face, I'll go for a while, it will be done soon, you see it's still raining this day, I can't drench you, please come to ......" The old man stammered and looked left and right after speaking, to be honest, for thousands of years, there have been people on the bridge who have avoided the rain, and he is so anxious that he looks left and right.

"Don't look for the eighth master, you can go, hurry up and get it done, and there are ...... That master doesn't seem to be easy to deal with, maybe she's a little pitiful too...... Friend, I just thought about it, how can this woman in front of me become more and more familiar, as if I have seen her in the headquarters. If that's the case, you'll offend Xiao Pitian......" This time the old eight were frightened.

"Is she really a friend of my young lady?" the old man scratched his head and looked at Fang Bolin.

"I'm not sure if I'm a friend or not, but I've met once or twice at headquarters, and you know that the people who come to the meeting are all city tycoons and celebrities, right? Dark clouds such as 'Olidaye', Lu Shenshu of 'Emdoor' Group, and so on all participated. Eighth Master, there were a lot of people in the meeting at that time, but I didn't pay much attention to you. Fang Bolin said seriously

"I ...... Such creeps are not eligible to participate. "The eighth master is embarrassed.

"Oh, that's a small thing, next time I call you, it's important to hurry now, I see, be flexible...... Never mind. Fang Bolin frightened the eighth child, and secretly enjoyed in his heart.

"Obey the order, I will do what you want to do?"

"Eighth master......" Fang Berlin stopped the eighth.

"Mr. Fang, what else do you command?" the eighth man turned around and asked respectfully.

"I didn't say anything about this, do you understand what I mean?" Fang Bolin smiled playfully.

Lao Ba was stunned for a moment, and then understood, "Yes, yes, Mr. Fang, you didn't say anything, you didn't say anything, I'll do it." After saying that, he trotted over.

At this time, Meng Po was arguing with the woman, and when she was ready to make a move, the eighth child walked up to Meng Po and muttered a few words, and then bowed down and pointed at Fang Berlin. Fang Berlin knew that he was talking about himself, so he turned his back and held the railing with both hands, looking at the rivers and mountains in the distance.

Meng Po looked up at Fang Berlin after hearing this, and said a few words in Lao Ba's ear? Lao Ba kept nodding at first, and then shook his head again and again. At this time, the wind was blowing, and Fang Berlin vaguely heard the eighth man say, "Impossible, this is impossible"

Fang Bolin's heart tightened suddenly, did this Meng Po find out something about herself? Impossible, I have never seen this ghost before, and besides, I haven't said a word to her for so long, did I miss something? As soon as I thought of this, I saw a big-headed ghost fighting with another ghost in the Lechuan River.

He suddenly became anxious and said to the big-headed ghost, "Big-headed ghost, can you fly?" The big-headed ghost shook his head.

"How high can you jump?" Fang Bolin quickly thought of a countermeasure.

The big-headed ghost thought for a while, "Jumping up from the river, we can reach the bridge in a dozen or twenty zhang, but Meng Po won't let us go to the bridge." ”

When Fang Berlin heard this, he took out two hundred yuan, "Can you jump on the bridge, fly over the head of the eighth master, and then fall from there?" If you can, all this money is yours." ”

The big-headed ghost looked embarrassed, "Try it, but I don't want money." ”

"And what do you want?" Fang Bolin was a little strange.

"If I can really fly so high, can you ask Meng Po for a favor and make me a ghost? I just heard from the Yin soldiers on the bridge that you are a big man. "The big-headed ghost urn is angry.

Fang Bolin pretended to mutter, "Okay, even if this is an exam for you, I can say it, if you can't fly over, you will be punished if you can't be a ghost." ”

The big-headed ghost gritted his teeth, "Okay, nobleman, you can see it." After saying that, he shouted, jumped up, but unfortunately fell down halfway through, the big-headed ghost was unwilling, and jumped hard, this time there was progress to reach the usual level, there was already two-thirds of the height of the bridge, the big-headed ghost was full of confidence and planned to continue to jump again.

The Yin Spirits in the Lechuan River surrounded and taught the skills, and the Yin soldiers and ghosts on the bridge heard the sound and looked at the bridge, and one of the Yin soldiers shouted down, "It's you big head ghost again, what are you yelling about, be careful that Lao Tzu blows your big head." ”

Fang Bolin was worried that the big-headed ghost was afraid to say himself, so he hurriedly smiled and cleared the siege, "It's okay, it's okay, I see that I'm bored, I'm looking for them to have fun to pass the time, and I'm going to disturb the big brothers." ”

The Yin soldier knew Fang Bolin's identity, and bowed again and again, "It turned out that the nobleman sent them, it was a small disturbance to the nobleman's pastime, nobleman, please continue." He shouted and scolded the big-headed ghost again, "Big-headed ghost, accompany the nobles for pastime, otherwise you will blow your head." After saying that, he bowed and left.

Fang Bolin stretched out three fingers to the big-headed ghost, "Big-headed ghost, even if you made pre-test preparations the first few times, the following preparations will start, you only have three chances, and after three times, you still fail, then I'll find another ghost." ”

A group of ghosts under the bridge were surging: "Big-headed ghosts, can you do it?" No, I'll come, I'll come, I'll come." ”

The big-headed ghost touched his head as big as a dustpan, "Get out, Lao Tzu still has three chances." After speaking, he used all his life strength to jump upward, and as soon as his big head touched the bottom of the bridge, he made a loud 'bang' and fell down again. Immediately caused a group of ghosts under the bridge to laugh.

Some of them have a good relationship with the big-headed ghost, so they tell him how good their skills are, and more of them are watching the excitement.

Just now, the Yin soldier bent his bow and arrows at the big-headed ghost, "You hit the bridge again, I'll turn your big head into an arrow stack." ”

The big-headed ghost didn't care about anything, puffed out his cheeks, stared at his blood-red eyes, and let out bursts of rapid breathing in his nostrils, and his body rose into the air and rushed straight up, Fang Berlin couldn't help but snicker when he saw that the momentum was very fierce, and he was about to succeed, but he was discouraged when he looked at it again and again, and it was still a little bit close.

I saw the big-headed ghost standing outside the railing, panting and looking at Fang Bolin, Fang Bolin made a flying movement, "Why are you looking at me? I let you fly over the head of the eighth master, didn't I tell you to fly on the railing of the bridge, who wouldn't fly on the railing? Do you understand flying over the head of the eighth master? You still have one last chance, hurry up." After saying that, he sighed in disappointment and stamped his foot again.

The big-headed ghost returned to the water, and there were a dozen or twenty people who usually had a good relationship with him, and everyone got together to cheer up the big-headed ghost, and one of the old ghosts said, "Guys, this is a godsend." The big-headed ghost's cultivation days are still shallow, so let's take out our housekeeping skills together and help him complete this exam, okay?"

All the ghosts nodded their heads.

The big-headed ghost had tears in his eyes, "Thank you, old and young masters, Miss Grandma, my big-headed ghost has successfully passed this level, and I will not forget your kindness in the future, and I will repay you." ”

Fang Bolin saw it in his eyes, his heart was inexplicably hot, and he was actually a little moved, but the current situation forced him to do it.

All the ghosts worked together, the old ghost gave orders, and all the ghosts worked together to send the big-headed ghost to the top of the bridge and fly into the air steadily. The upper passage is infinite, and the lower part is the netherworld. Yin and yang are combined, and the movement is burly. Heyiwei killed, and Thunderbolt was shocked. The Three Realms are ordered, and the sun and the moon are superb. The fog is rising, and the river and sea are roaring. I summoned the generals, and the fire came urgently. Come to the altar to listen to the order and kill the evil spirits. The mandrill is charming, turning into fine dust. Moving mountains and pouring mountains, Yuan Henry Zhen. The fire wheel god will not stop. The talisman is everywhere, and it is carried out in a hurry. Haste as a law.

In an instant, the thunder was rolling, the thunder and lightning were like rain, and the big-headed ghost was frightened when he saw this scene in mid-air, and his body was uncontrollable, and he fell directly on the big pot where Meng Po soup was cooking, and the whole pot of soup was knocked to the ground with a bang.