This hesitation made Hua Yan fall into deep self-blame, in fact, she didn't know who she loved now, she only knew that she was very sad now.

Forbidden Qing looked at the flower in front of her who lowered her head and didn't speak, there was no change on her face, but a dark light brewed on her hand that she didn't hold a mace, she was not a savior, under the rule of the ancient gods, it was about a balance, save a life, take a life, and it was very fair as a transaction.

Hua Yan knew the meaning of the forbidden love, she looked down at Meng Qi in her arms sadly, and then looked up at the forbidden love: "Can I ask you for one more thing!" ”

Forbidden eyes flashed, she didn't say anything, just smashed the black light in her hand towards her mace, but in an instant, the mace in her hand had changed greatly, and she didn't see the silver cold light of the past, but turned into a black body, but there was no sense of disobedience, and she smashed the sky and the earth directly towards the heavenly spirit cover of the flowers.

Immediately afterwards, there was a shock in the entire underworld, and the palace of the ten halls of Yama collapsed at the same time, and everyone only felt a soft "pop" next to their ears, and before they had time to react and panic, they lost consciousness at the same time.

Jizo, who was listening to the truth every day, only felt a cleverness, and then subconsciously knelt on the ground, and could no longer hold back the expressionless Bodhisattva face, his facial features were twisted together in horror, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and it took a long time before he stood up with the help of the same dizzy Diting.

Jizo looked nervously at Di Ting, "That was just now?!" ”

Di Ting listened carefully to the voice, and then stood up humanely with his two hind legs, crossed his waist with one hand and made a wave movement with the other, and the canine teeth in his mouth were outside, making a fierce appearance.

Jizo's face twitched, and he asked very uncertainly, "Is it really her old man who did it?!" "Isn't that ancestor still asleep, and there are some moths?

Di listened to the ground on all fours, and said a soft "hmm" to Jizo to show certainty.

Then Di Ting leaned down and carefully shrunk himself into a ball, shivering constantly.

He felt as if someone had just given him a warning look in his senses, and he was so frightened that he didn't feel well.

At the same time, he was a little puzzled, he remembered that he had heard three voices in this soul, and now two of them had been revealed, and who was the other one!

Jizo watched Di Ting lying on his side and pretending to be dead, and he was so shocked that he didn't even dare to go out to check what was going on outside.

After all, he is just a doppelganger, although the slogan of "Hell is not empty, and you can't become a Buddha" is loud and loud, but if you really go out and poke your head and don't see anything clearly, you will be gone, and it will be a shame to be gone.

If his fate is not good, it is estimated that he will be confessed here.

Thinking of this, King Jizo sat back on the futon with a solemn expression: although he was unwilling to go out to check the situation and make decisions for the underworld, he would die with dignity even if he died.

Di Ting looked at Jizo: "..."There is a kind of you who have opened the passage to the outside!

In fact, what Jizo feared didn't happen, because the forbidden love for getting what he wanted had simply gone.

......

Years later

However, the bridge was still noisy, and the ghosts were maintaining order, staring at the ghosts and drinking Meng Po soup.

Meng Qi, who was slender and strong, was wearing his linen robe that had not been changed for 10,000 years, and was concentrating on boiling soup.

Just as the forbidden love promised, the moment the flower disappeared, the injuries on Meng Qi's body improved at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

It's a pity that Hua Yan didn't see this scene until it completely disappeared.

And after that incident, overnight, it seemed that everyone in the underworld had forgotten the existence of Hua Yan and Jin Qing, and even the tables and chairs that Hua Yan used to make records in the past had disappeared.

Jizo was the only one among all who had not been sealed by the forbidden feelings, and he would always sigh softly when he occasionally saw Meng Qi: the seal from the ancient gods was estimated to not be unlocked until the day Meng Qi's life disappeared.

It's just that I don't know if it's Meng Qi's luck or misfortune.

Meng Qi occasionally raised his head to look at the other side of the bridge when he was boiling soup, for some reason, he always felt that there should be a person sitting there, there was a story there, a story closely related to him, a story that he had worked hard to remember, but he couldn't remember anything.

And...

Meng Qi frowned and looked at the soup he boiled out suspiciously: This is not right, it is said in the inheritance that only Meng Po with feelings can make real Meng Po soup, but for people like him who have no feelings, when will the soup become such a color.

Meng Qi didn't think he would have feelings for anything, he hadn't been enough of Meng Po, but he didn't want to rush into the dead end.

At this moment, a strange chant was heard in the distance.

Last year, the high autumn Dongting guest gave me two wood peony plants.

The hand is planted in Donggao, and the buds are angry and red.

This year's spring is full of flowers, and the sun is dependent on each other.

The prime minister of the red cluster fire city arrived, and the brocade turned over and the day was clear.

When the step is reserved and the color is good, it makes me annoyed by the canal.

Look at the return to the children and grandchildren, and return to chat to entertain my old age.

That knows that the mud and sand are scattered, and the rain swallows the clouds and sighs together.

Although the sound of the willow-colored warbler is restored, the wandering bees play with the butterflies.

No one picks up the incense pendant, and the dream demon soul can't return.

Planting trees is empty and thinking about Guo Luluo, and loneliness is due to sadness Luoyang Mo.

The grass hall sits alone to see the autumn breeze, and Mi believes that my family talks about emptiness.

Ande's famous painter in the world, Qianqu moved into the painting.

Before the song fell, Meng Qi's tears rushed out of his eyes!

The ghost closest to Meng Qi next to him was shocked, and hurriedly rushed over, and asked Meng Qi with concern: "My lord, what's wrong with you!" ”

Meng Qi covered his face with one hand, and waved at the ghost with the other to indicate that he was fine.

Meng Qi didn't know why he had such a strong reaction to a song, but when he first heard it, he only felt that his heart hurt.

The ghost cha looked at Meng Qi and was so frightened that he didn't dare to leave, just waited on the side.

It took Meng Qi a long time to regain consciousness, and asked the ghost, "Who is this, dare to sing by the bridge." ”

The ghost cha looked at Meng Qi and returned: "This human nature Shen, he was here in the Ming Dynasty, because he likes to drink and often make mistakes on weekdays, so he has not been promoted, only running errands on and under this bridge, doing chores or something!" ”

Meng Qi felt that he had regained his composure, and let out a long breath: "What kind of little song is he singing?" ”

The ghost cha hurriedly returned: "When I listen to him brag on weekdays, it seems that he said that this is a song composed by himself, and the name seems to be called "Flower Death"! ”