I didn't listen to my mother's words.

At this moment my ears were ringing, and only one voice was echoing in my head, and it was talking to itself, "Who am I?" Who are you? Where should I go? Where you should go. ”

The voice is seducing me.

My eyes were still in a wandering darkness, my limbs were completely out of my control, and I felt like I was struggling to get up and follow the ghosts who looked exactly like me towards the bridge.

"Zhao Qingyi!"

Sima Tongzhao closed the live broadcast room on his mobile phone, and when the ghosts dispersed like a tide, he stood in front of him and pressed my shoulders with both hands. But he didn't dare to stop me with his Yin Shuai-level Dao cultivation, because he knew that the ghost who drank Meng Po soup was summoned to Naihe Bridge by the rules of the underworld.

How could the rules of the underworld be something that he could break by a handsome man?!

I vaguely saw my sister standing in front of me with teary eyes, she hugged my waist, put her forehead on my chest, and said in a tone that only the two of us could hear: "Don't go...... Don't go ......"

"Who am I?"

I looked at the woman in front of me and felt that she was very familiar, as if she had a causal relationship with me and a bond that I couldn't let go. My heart broke when I looked at her haggard face, but I still couldn't remember what her relationship was with me.

"Zhao Qingyi!"

Sima Tongzhao's normal pupil color changed to completely black, and he looked at every inch of my body with eyes containing divine light, as if he could see me through. Finally, his gaze rested on my stomach, which contained undigested Meng Po soup, and when he realized this, he clenched his fists, which were covered in black yin and scarlet resentment

"Bang!"

He punched me straight in the stomach.

"Hahaha......"

A punch that is enough to destroy ordinary ghosts, not only does it not hurt to hit me, but it also helps to nourish my passive skills that transform the sense of pain.

"Who are you?"

I couldn't tell the difference between men and women, and the voices echoed in my ears.

I looked at the old lady in my arms, and suddenly recalled the memories of the past, and this memory was like an old silent movie replay, no sound, no color, no emotion, let go once and no longer have it.

"Go ......"

I pushed my sister away, and in reality, I pushed Sima Tongzhao away.

Sima Tongzhao had no choice but to return to me again: "Zhao Qingyi!"

The imaginary old lady also threw herself back into my arms again, snuggling: "Don't you go...... You don't want to go ......."

Zhao Qingyi is a familiar name.

"Who am I?!"

The voice went back and forth over and over again.

"I ...... Be...... Zhao ...... Green...... Yi ......"

I stopped my anxiety and looked up at the roof, where the dim light flickered across my eyes and restored my sight.

"What's wrong?"

The old lady disappeared in front of me, and I saw Sima Tongzhao's strange pupil color and slightly nervous expression, and I didn't know what was happening.

"You...... All right? ”

Sima Tongzhao couldn't understand why I suddenly regained consciousness.

"What's up?"

I wanted to shake my wrist and move my muscles and bones, but I suddenly noticed that my left wrist was broken and I couldn't move and my flesh and blood were blurred, and I saw Sima Tongzhao's fist with yin qi and resentment, and suddenly felt that he was communiquing his personal vendetta just now: "Did you discount my wrist!?" Aren't I just laughing at you?! As for it?! ”

"That's right!"

I scratched my dazed head and looked around, very confused: "Where is this!?" Why are we here!? Didn't you say that it was better to go to Nahe Bridge?! ”

"We're at the Nai Ho Bridge!"

Sima Tongzhao has never seen any ghosts since he was a handsome yin, including the ghosts who took off their identity as yin and went to reincarnate after drinking Meng Po soup. But as you can tell from my performance, I have amnesia!

"You're still messing with me, aren't you?"

Isn't this why I should be a fool? How can there be a disco near the bridge?! I continued to say unhappily: "This is the bridge! I ate on the spot! Eat three catties in one go! What if the bridge is like this! Isn't that just a joke!? Although I'm stupid! But you don't take me as a fool! ”

"You really don't remember!?"

Sima Tongzhao took me by the hand and walked out of the music square, and saw the stone arch bridge and the bee chrysalis crossing the bridge and preparing to reincarnate the ghosts: "Look at these ghosts! It was you who coaxed you to drink Meng Po soup! And you also drank the Meng Po soup! ”

"! Am I a fool!? Can I drink Meng Po soup!? ”

Why does he always take me for a fool?! Most of the people who have the function of Meng Po soup in the yang world know that it is completely impossible for me to drink it!

Now that you've drunk it, you shouldn't be standing here intact now!

"Oops! You're really drunk!"

Sima Tongzhao found the video in the live broadcast room and handed me the video recording the scene just now: "You can watch it yourself......

"I'm thinking I'm quite witty!"

I took the phone suspiciously, and it was clear that in the video screen, I blew the beer with the Meng Po beer trademark on it. After drinking, I lost consciousness, smashed the bottle in anger, and simply knelt on the stage.

"Wo...... Waterfa?! ”

"You've really drunk the beer brewed from Meng Po soup! And if I hadn't stopped you just now! Maybe you've already crossed the bridge! You're awake now! Hurry up and see what's wrong with your body! Let's hurry back to the capital city and let Your Highness see how you are doing!" ”

Sima Tongzhao felt that it was because he was negligent and didn't pay attention to me who was emotional, so I had a Meng Po soup to drink.

"Ding!"

Before I could think about it, the system prompt sounded.

The mother of the system quietly said in a weak heart: "Host, how do you feel now?" Do you have any special ideas!? Do you have any thoughts on the newly acquired side class? Tell the mother of the system to listen to ......"

Subclass??

Nima must be a ghost who broke the system!

I opened the character attribute interface in my mind, and suddenly found that there was an extra attribute under the attribute panel.

"Sub-occupation: Meng Po."

What does it mean?!

You really want me to make a fortune in the underworld in the future!?

"System Mom! What do you mean?! Is it your ghost that I drink Meng Po soup!? What the hell are you going to do!? ”

In the past, my life was in danger of being pitted by my mother, but it was on the bright side. And what about this time? There is a danger in my body that I don't know when it will erupt!

This time it's amnesia.

And what about next time?

Sima Tongzhao looked at me in a daze, thinking that I couldn't accept this realistic result for a while: "Qingyi, don't be sad, let's go back to the capital city to find Your Highness now!"

"No need ......"

I looked at the blood moon in the sky with tears in my eyes, and I was sad for a long time: "Don't bother Your Highness with his old man!" That's good! It just so happens that I am also researching and studying more effects of Meng Po soup! I'm thinking about going back to the yang world right now, do you know how to go back?! ”

"Don't you really need to go to Your Highness?"

"No, if I can really study and understand Meng Po Tang, it can be regarded as a major breakthrough in the field of scientific research in the underworld! In the future, there will definitely be a strong stroke in the history of the development of the underworld! Please let me die for the underworld! ”

"That'...... Well......"

Sima Tongzhao saw that I looked righteous and awe-inspiring, so he had to give up and say the way to return to the yang world: "You have your own accompanying coffin door in the yang world, open the coffin door in the yang world to lead to the underworld, open the coffin door in the underworld to return to the yang world, you can open the coffin door now and jump in to return to the yang world."

"It's that simple!?"

"That's right! Too easy. ”

Sima Tongzhao pulled me to a relatively private corner, and after making sure that there were no lively ghosts around me, he urged: "If you want to go, hurry up!" I just started a live stream! I'm sure there are so many of your fans coming here right now! ”

"Oh oh oh!"

I was unresponsive and called to the system mom: "System mom, take out the coffin door!" We're ready to run!"

"Okay! Host! ”

The system mother placed the unique coffin door in the open space.

"What about the cannons! Where did the cannon go? ”

"Lord Sima's live broadcast room is also closed!"

"The last scene is that the cannon drank Meng Po soup!"

"! You can't go to reincarnation, can you!? ”

……

Before I could jump into the coffin door, there were many ghosts around me who saw the news and rushed over, looking for me and Sima Tongzhao. They talked a lot about it, and it made me even more convinced that I really drank Meng Po soup!

Assi!

A good trip to the underworld was tossed like this.

I lifted the door panel of the coffin door, stepped on the shoulder of the statue of Nige, and in the incoherent surprise of Sima Tongzhao, I clenched my fists and said goodbye: "Brother Zhao, see you in the future!" Go back, brother, I'll come down and get you two and the world! ”

"If you have any questions, come back immediately! Your Highness will find a way to help you out! ”

Sima Tongzhao was still worried about the impact of Meng Po Tang on me.

"Okay! I will be back! ”

I pouted and jumped into the coffin door.

When the coffin door disappeared in front of Sima Tongzhao's eyes, he first used his ability to disguise himself, and then took out his mobile phone to call: "Your Highness, Zhao Qingyi has gone back...... He really drank Meng Po soup! Oh oh, good! That's it! I'll let the Yin Difference here maintain order on the scene for a while, and then I'll go back to the capital city...... Well! ”