Jin Se gratuitous fifty strings, one string, one column, Si Hua Nian......

There is a river in the underworld, and there is a pontoon bridge on the river, and every fish in the river is the soul of a deceased, and when they pass through this pontoon bridge, they will forget all the grievances and grievances of their previous lives.

Meng Po has been guarding these fish here for thousands of years, and every time some fish are unwilling to pass, they struggle and resist, but to no avail. The River Styx is so fast that in the blink of an eye, hundreds of fish can pass.

Suddenly, she was surprised to find a fish jumping up on the shore. You must know that although some deceased people are reluctant to cross the pontoon bridge and do not want to forget their past lives, they will not jump ashore, firstly, because although these fish are incarnated by the soul of the deceased, they are like the fish in the world, they cannot breathe if they are not in the water, and after a while, their souls will be scattered; The second is that in order to jump ashore, you must start swimming against the river from the moment you enter the river, but in the River Styx, this is no easy task. Surprised, the underworld has the rules of the underworld, and Meng Po picked up the fish and prepared to put it in the water without saying a word. But the fish seemed to struggle so hard that Meng Po couldn't even pick it up. If this continues, the fish will soon be gone forever. Meng Po was in a hurry, so she had no choice but to input spiritual power into the fish so that she could live on the shore. The fish gradually took on the form of a girl, wearing a long blue dress, looking out of place in the dim underworld, and her hair was neatly combed. Like a wounded cat, she curled up on the wet shore with no face in sight.

"Girl, why bother?"

"I'm going to wait for him."

"There are too many reluctances in the world, but it's all here, why be so persistent."

"I'm going to wait for him."

"Your family doesn't want to see you like that."

"I don't have any family."

"The people who like you are different, see you like this."

The girl did not speak, and after a long time,

"yes, he's just liking me." With that, he jerked his head up.

How to say that face, delicate with perseverance, stubborn with innocence, fair skin, but the scars on her face made her look embarrassed, and her eyes were red and swollen from crying.

"He's just, he likes me." She didn't seem to want to believe this sentence, but this sentence seemed to have become a fact. Meng Po couldn't help but feel some pity for her. She didn't speak, just sat quietly next to the girl and watched her cry......