"Hmm...... Yes, I'm sorry. The woman raised her head and looked at Wednesday seriously, and after a moment said with a smile, without the slightest hypocrisy or artificiality.

This is really a single, a slippery single, a god who doesn't want to die. Darkness and the dragon glanced at each other, and both saw shock in each other's eyes.

"I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Meng Po, as for the name, it's been too many years and I forgot. The woman reached out and took a cup carved from wood from the wooden table beside her, poured a glass of water from the kettle on the stove, and handed it to Wednesday.

"Oh, my name is Wednesday. Wednesday agreed and took the water cup from the woman's hand, and his fingers accidentally touched the woman's fingers, which were cold and smooth.

"What! Meng ...... Meng Po!" Wednesday obviously just reacted, and the cup in his hand shook violently, and it almost fell to the ground.

The other three looked at Wednesday quietly, without explaining anything, this kind of thing, it is better to let him slowly understand.

"Are you that Meng Po from the underworld?" asked Wednesday as he looked at the woman in front of him with his mouth wide open.

"Yes, I should be the only one in the underworld. Meng Po smiled and helped Wednesday fill the water glass in her hand again.

"Aren't you supposed to ...... It should ...... "Isn't it supposed to be ugly on Wednesday?" at least in the impression of Wednesday.

"Do you want to say that I should be ugly?" Meng Po didn't mean to be angry, and asked with a smile.

"Hmm. ”

"It's just a change of face, it's simple. Moreover, what do you think would happen to those souls who are waiting to be reincarnated if I were to stand by the Nai He Bridge and send Meng Po soup to me with this face now?"

"This ...... This ......" felt a little inappropriate on Wednesday, but there were some things that Wednesday still didn't have the courage to say.

Meng ...... Meng Po ......" After a short silence, Jay Baba asked on Wednesday.

"You can call me sister. ”

Awesome, Dark and Dragon glanced at each other again.

"Sister, I'...... I...... What am I?" Wednesday didn't know how to describe his current situation.

"This ......"

It was already a few hours before the conversation ended.

Wednesday finally figured out his current situation, he just hit the yin and yang world, that thing is a wall to put it bluntly, separated by yin and yang, the yin and yang world naturally has an entrance, but unfortunately he has to climb over the wall, so he has his current state. The body remains in the world, and the soul reaches the underworld. His state is really half-dead, anyway, no matter which one goes wrong on both sides, he will definitely die with a bang.

As for why he didn't die directly and came to scatter his soul, several gods didn't say, but they must know from the posture, and they just don't want to tell themselves.

And why did you hit the yin and yang world, it's simple, you are low, and your life is not good.

Naturally, I also learned a lot about the situation in the underworld on Wednesday, almost all of them were souls, and there were very few people with physical bodies like the few great gods in front of them.

And the most important thing is that the bullish sister I just met seems to imply that she is staying in the underworld to cultivate.

"Sister, I'm ......" Wednesday stopped talking, just scratching his fingers at his head.

"Is it okay?" Meng Po looked at Wednesday with a smile, like a big sister looking at her deflated brother, and pointed her finger at Wednesday's head.

"Uh-huh. Wednesday nodded like garlic.

There was no flash of light, no yin wind roaring, Meng Po had already withdrawn her fingers in the blink of an eye, and still looked at Wednesday with a smile.

"Have you ever heard of the saying that there is one day in the sky and one year on the earth?" Meng Po suddenly asked Wednesday.

"Yes. ”

"Do you know the time of the underworld?"

"I don't know. ”

"Here in the underworld, it is the opposite, one year in the underworld and one day in the sun. ”

"Ahh

"Eight hundred miles of Yellow Spring, lonely souls everywhere, relative to the world, but it is much more crowded, but unfortunately the time here can only leave people lonely, too long. Meng Po sighed slowly, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at the stove in front of her.

For the rest of the time, everyone was chatting without a match, and as for what they were talking about, it was also fragmented for Wednesday, a person who was happy with the new soul, after all, the grade was still too low.

Wednesday can be regarded as a smooth stay in the underworld, after all, with the ability of his current soul, if he wants to cross the Yin and Yang Realm, it is no different from looking for death.

So, after Meng Po waved her hand, she was thrown into Fengdu City again on Wednesday.

Looking at Fengdu City in front of me again, Wednesday realized how awesome this city is.

The underworld is just this city, the city is Fengdu, and the outside of the city is Huangquan, which is not so much a city as a country, and it is also the kind of country that cannot be imagined.

Anyway, it's bigger than the country you live in. Wednesday summed it up.

Fortunately, before she was waved out, Sister Meng Po also left two things for herself, which were two exercises, one was a Thousand Heart Technique, the other was Soul Refining Technique, and as for the others, no, not even a piece of clothing to cover shame.

In their parlance, it's all souls, what's the use of wearing clothes? Wednesday looked down at his illusory and vague soul.

Since it is a soul, it naturally does not need to eat, drink, and Lazar, which makes Wednesday very happy.

So Wednesday found a random place to hide, after all, his current soul is almost a powerless teenager according to the status of the yang world. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the same is true where there are souls.

Wednesday's soul was immersed in the soul refining technique that Meng Po had given him.

"Sister, can he practice this soul refining technique and the Thousand Heart Technique?" Long sat upright in his chair and looked at Meng Po in front of him.

"Yes. It was not Meng Po who answered him, but the darkness around him. And Meng Po on the side didn't seem to be unhappy when the conversation was interrupted.

"Actually, for this little guy, it's no longer a question of whether he can cultivate, but how far he can cultivate, this little guy's mind is hard. Meng Po fiddled with the fire in the furnace in front of her, and the sparks slowly flew into the air with the plucking, like an elf dancing with the flames.

"Da Qianyin, it's really strong, not to mention a drop of your kid's essence blood. Meng Po whispered again.

"Are you really sure he can?" Meng Po finished the conversation just now, looking up at the darkness that was staring at the fire in front of her.

"Not sure, it's too late. "There is no concealment in the slightest.

"I hope he can, otherwise this catastrophe will suffer these hundreds of millions of living beings. Meng Po said.

"Doesn't my sister think about herself?" said the dragon.

"I, I've lived in this Yellow Spring for I don't know how many years, and I don't know how many times I've changed it, but I should be the one who hopes to survive this catastrophe the most. Meng Po smiled, as calm as ever.

"Sister......" The dragon wanted to say and stopped.

"You two go, this kid is in my netherworld, you can be free-ranged. Meng Po said again, her fingers lightly on her forehead, as if she was about to fall asleep.