"She didn't have a reason to lie to us." Long Xiaotian replied.

"So we're really dead?" The jackal asked again.

Long Xiaotian smiled slightly and didn't answer, but asked rhetorically: "What do you think?" The Fortune Wolf's brows furrowed, not understanding what Long Xiaotian meant.

Zijing did not speak, Long Xiaotian and the jackal did not speak, and the room fell silent for a while.

After a while, Meng Po walked out of the room with four bowls of soup. Put the soup in front of the four people and said: "Two bowls of ordinary Forget Worry Soup, two bowls of special Forget Worry Soup have a total of six souls, you can owe it when you come out of the underworld, if you haven't repaid it after three months, don't blame the old man for taking action himself." Meng Po said,

"Six souls?" Long Xiaotian looked at the soup in front of him and asked.

"The underworld is not as good as the use of gold and silver currency in the world, the soul is the bargaining chip of the underworld, the so-called soul is the soul of the person, although the soul will not weaken with the passage of time, but it will also be weakened for some reasons, such as illness, such as being injured in battle, etc., and the way to supplement the treatment is to absorb the soul of others, and there is a little benefit to absorbing other souls, that is, you can improve your own strength, so the soul has become the universal currency of the underworld." Meng Po explained.

"We are now souls, so doesn't that mean that we are also money?" Bauhinia asked with a frown.

"Of course, where do you think this is? Is this hell? Isn't it normal for people to eat people? What's more, the old body can also see that you are not a kind person. Meng Po replied.

Zijing frowned and didn't ask, and then Meng Po spoke again: "But although there will be people who kill other people to obtain souls, most of the souls used as currency in the underworld are unconscious and mutilated souls, so you don't have to hunt and kill other souls in order to repay the soup money of the old body." ”

"Broken souls?" The trio asked. The three of them are extremely unfamiliar with everything in this underworld.

"After everything in the underworld, there will be ghosts to tell you, and if you live in the hotel, the old body will also tell you, now you better drink the soup in front of you first." Meng Po did not answer their questions, but said: "The girl who made a fool of herself on the Nai He Bridge is in a very bad situation, and the death qi in your kid's body is becoming more and more active, and the longer it drags on, the more troublesome it will be." ”

Bauhinia drank the jackal glanced at Long Xiaotian, Long Xiaotian picked up the bowl without hesitation and drank the Meng Po soup in one breath, since he decided to believe in this so-called Meng Po, then there was nothing to hesitate, the Bauhinia jackal also said that the soup in front of him drank it.