But before they could reach the side of the Nai He Bridge, they heard a terrible scream coming from the other side of the Nai He Bridge...

Meng Po thought that someone was coming to make trouble, and she was shocked, and she quickened her pace and ran towards the Nai He Bridge: Whoever dares to spread wilderness in his land is not afraid that he will swallow them together with the belt hair. Besides, it's only been a few days, and the world has become so exaggerated? The dignified and earthly government should not be afraid of the sky and the earth.

Hua Yan also sped up his pace after Meng Po, wanting to see what was going on on the Nai He Bridge.

Who would have thought that on the newly built Nai He Bridge, he saw a row of frightened ghosts.

At the front of the line, a bunch of ghosts were rolling and wailing.

The more Meng Po looked at it, the more frightened she became: what is this for?

At this time, Meng Po heard a heroic shout: "Hurry up and get out of the room after drinking, come over the hemp in the back, and delay Lao Tzu's time, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will press you into the pot as dumplings." ”

Meng Po: "..."This ugly voice, he seems to be a little familiar.

Meng Po looked for prestige, but she happened to meet Jin Qing's gaze.

Jin Qing looked at Meng Po and the flower who was following closely behind Meng Po, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence: "Have you eaten?" ”

Meng Po shook her head: "No! ”

For a while, Meng Po couldn't accept the fact that Jin Qing was his substitute, so at this time, his expression was a little stunned.

Jin Qing tapped the edge of the pot with the spoon in his hand: "Then you go and eat!" "She doesn't care about food here.

Meng Po: "..."Even if it is another ten million years, he will still hate this dry ghost."

Jin Qing looked at Meng Po and pouted disdainfully: Why does everyone want to come over and rub the fruits of her labor, does she look like a cook!

Meng Po didn't pay much attention to Jin Qing, but directly stretched out her hand to Jin Qing: "Give me back the spoon." ”

Boiling soup was his birthright vocation, and glancing at the souls who were wailing like torture in purgatory, Meng Po bit his lip, he didn't allow anyone to humiliate his profession.

Jin Qing didn't speak, his eyes looked straight at Meng Po, and after a while, he threw the spoon in his hand towards Meng Po.

Meng Po didn't react for a while, and almost made Jin Qing slap the spoon on her face.

Meng Po grabbed the spoon and just wanted to attack Jin Qing, when she saw that Jin Qing was already carrying something and ran away quickly.

Meng Po held the spoon in her hand and looked at Jin Qing's back suspiciously, and was very puzzled in her heart: Why is the thing that this dry ghost is carrying is familiar!

Seeing that the ghosts who were wailing had been thrown into the reincarnation one by one, Hua Yan quietly pulled Meng Po's sleeve and called carefully: "Meng Qi." ”

The Meng family has no other name except for Meng Po, but in order to distinguish Meng Po from other Meng Po, Hua Yan specially chose a special name for him - Meng Qi.

Meng Po heard Hua Yan's voice, lowered her head and smiled softly at Hua Yan.

The skin of the Meng clan is very good, and Meng Qi is naturally no exception, coupled with the gentle smile on his lips from the bottom of his heart, as if it can melt the deepest ten thousand years of ice in the underworld, it suddenly made Hua Yan blush.

Hua Yan gently pushed Meng Qi and glanced to the side, indicating that there were still many people standing next to them waiting to be reincarnated.

Seeing this, Meng Qi quietly pursed his lips, it's still good in the world, you can do whatever you want!

Meng Qi thought about it while scooping out a spoonful of soup from the pot with a spoon and drinking it all: after all, it wasn't her own soup, Meng Po was very worried about the taste of this thing, after all, those ghost ladies just now had very inferior expressions.

The ghost sentenced them to step forward to stop Meng Qi, but their movements were not as fast as Meng Qi's soup.

The ghost judge and the ghost chaplain shrank their necks at the same time in fright, what will happen next, they really can't imagine!

Seeing a spoonful of soup in his stomach, Meng Qi's face stiffened violently, and then turned red in an instant.

Hua Yan originally wanted to step forward to inquire about the situation, but to her surprise, Meng Qi actually moved, not only moving, but also moving with a twisted body.

Meng Qi's body was twisted into a twist by himself, and the expression on his face became more and more hideous, just when Hua Qi looked at Meng Qi in a panic.

I saw Meng Qi's eyes widen, out of control, and rushed straight towards the Lechuan River.

Meng Qi's speed was very fast, so fast that everyone could only see an afterimage.

Then he heard a "poof", and Meng Qi jumped straight into the Lechuan River.

The judge just wanted to call someone for help, but if he didn't hurry up and get someone, it would be over if he sank.

I saw Meng Qi panting and coming out of the river: "Who is the one who ruined the reputation of my Meng clan and boiled this pot of spicy soup." ”

Judge: "..."Didn't you knowingly ask!

Meng Qi: "..."He was just embarrassed and had nothing to say, these people don't need to look at him like this!"

King Jizo sat on the futon in the corner of the main hall and continued to listen, but the corner of his eyes swept to Jin Qing who was lazily crooked on the lotus platform in the center of the main hall from time to time: "You look in a good mood today!" As soon as this ancestor came in, he walked in front of him with a familiar car, his face was expressionless, and the king of Jizo reacted for a fraction of a second, so he quickly got up and sat aside, and gave up the main seat...

Jin Qing patted her stomach that she hadn't eaten since she entered the underworld: "Where did you see it!" "She's obviously anxious right now.

King Jizo lowered his head and looked at Di Ting, only smiling silently: the anger on this old ancestor seems to be lighter than when he first came, and maybe one day, even this great god will be able to calm down...

Jin Qing looked at Jizo concentrating on petting the dog without saying a word, and suddenly opened his mouth to ask the King of Jizo, "Why don't you leave here." Although this hall is large, only Jizo and "dogs" live here.

In Jin Qing's eyes, this Jizo, who didn't want to do anything except play with "dogs" all day long, was not at all like what the world had praised in his mouth.

Jin Qing really couldn't imagine how such an idle Jizo could say such an oath: "Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha", he didn't look like the kind of person who took saving the common people as his own responsibility.

Thinking of this, Jin Qing cast a suspicious look at Jizang, she now seriously suspected Jizang's mental health problems, could it be schizophrenia!

Hearing Jin Qing's question, Jizo shook his head slightly at Jin Qing: there was no way for him to leave here, from the moment he was separated by the subject as a small world Jizo and assigned here, he had already been bound to this small world.

The oath of "Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha" seems majestic, but in fact, only they know how much helplessness there is in this sentence.