Chapter 596: There Are Flowers on the Banks of the Lethe River (6)
Meng Po has been stationed by the Nai He Bridge for many years, but she has never seen Jin Qing in such a situation.
Let's not talk about the fact that this ghost suddenly appeared out of thin air, but just talk about the fact that it is happening now.
As long as a normal ghost steps on the Nai He Bridge, his seven emotions and six desires will sink to his feet as if there is an entity, emitting various colors of light, some **black as splashing ink, and some** colorful, but these are actually quite boring, and after **entity, it will not be until crossing the Nai He Bridge and integrating into the Lethe River.
After crossing the bridge, the ghost's seven emotions and six desires have disappeared without a trace.
But Jin Qing's situation was different, Meng Po didn't see any lust released from her body, as if this ghost had transcended the world and didn't feel anything.
Meng Po looked at Jin Qing and became more and more puzzled, this situation rarely appeared even in those reincarnated monks.
When the monk was reincarnated, countless ghost clans came out to watch, and walked all the way across the Nai He Bridge, and sure enough, there was not a trace of ** floating out, but at the end of the bridge, the monk sighed and shed a pink lovesick tear from the corner of his eye.
To tell the truth, this monk looked like a top-notch skin, and many women in the ghost clan fainted directly at that time, and a few of them jumped into the Lechuan River and wanted to chase after them, but Meng Po's heart at that time did not fluctuate at all.
Their Meng clan also has the privilege of not being affected by the Nai He Bridge because they have been stationed at the Nai He Bridge all year round, but what is this new ghost capable of, and he can actually walk outside the rules.
Going back and forth on the Nai He Bridge, as if walking on the ground, there was no response at all.
These seven emotions and six desires are the innate nature of human beings, a curse given by heaven and earth, and a gift. Because as long as you are human, you will have something you want to pursue. With the pursuit, you will become stronger and better.
Those who have no seven emotions and six desires at all have already cultivated the body of a Buddha, completely detached from reincarnation, and will not come to the underworld at all.
Thinking of this, Meng Po only felt that she was a little bald, and then thought that when she reported Jin Qing's situation with the Bodhisattva of the Earth Treasure King, the Bodhisattva descended: "Let her go!" Meng Po suddenly felt that not only did her egg hurt very much, but even her head began to hurt.
I don't know why, Meng Po always feels that Jin Qing is very dangerous, like a time bomb that will cause harm to the underworld at any time...
Finding that Jin Qing was squatting on the bridge with nothing to do today, Meng Po scooped a bowl of soup from the pot with an expressionless face, walked steadily past Jin Qing, and went straight to the flowers.
Meng Po grew older with every step forward, and by the time she walked to the flower table, she had already turned into a wrinkled old woman.
Meng Po gently put the bowl on the table of Hua Yan, as if she was afraid of scaring Hua Yan, and then gently pushed it in front of Hua Yan with her hand, and said softly: "Bride, come and drink a bowl of soup!" ”
For so many years, as a watchman by the bridge, Meng Po has seen all the pain of Hua Yan in her eyes, it can be said that she is the person who knows Hua Yan the most in the underworld, and she hopes that Hua Yan can forget all the past and live a good life. So at this time, the old lady's image of Meng Po was full of kindness and pity.
Hua Yan was concentrating on transcribing the ghost's information on the volume, who would have thought that he suddenly saw the soup pushed over by Meng Po.
Hua Yan pursed her lips gently, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then she raised her head to look at Meng Po and shook her head, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "Thank you, mother-in-law, I can't drink this soup." No matter how miserable her life is, she can't forget her valley.
Meng Po had already been mentally prepared for the fact that she would be rejected, and after hearing Hua Yan's expected answer, Meng Po sighed, and then walked back slowly with the soup, she had not yet been exposed to human love, so she naturally couldn't understand Hua Yan's mood at this time.
If you want her to say, the word love is simply too tricky, anyway, she will never touch it, she is like boiling her soup in this underworld with peace of mind, when her Meng Po, coldly watching the ghosts in the underworld immersed in their own pain.
Just when Meng Po was full of emotion, she felt that there was an extra ghost next to her, Meng Po raised her eyes, but found Jin Qing standing beside her with a slanted head outside.
And Jin Qing's eyes were also looking at her directly... The soup in your hand...
Meng Po looked at Jin Qing and suddenly became angry, and the atmosphere that was so sad just now disappeared completely in an instant!
Meng Po gave Jin Qing a fierce look: "I won't give you a drink!" While speaking, Meng Po changed from an old woman to her original beauty again.
In Meng Po's eyes, every ghost who comes to the underworld has the right to drink soup and forget the past, except for Jin Qing, a dry ghost of unknown origin.
Not to mention that he can't find the past of this ghost who calls himself Jin Qing in the booklet of the underworld, and Sanshengshi can't show his past and present life.
Let's just say that after this dry ghost drank three pots of soup from her in a row, he was still conscious and did not have any reaction, which simply made Meng Po begin to doubt her professionalism in making soup.
Watching the young version of Meng Po quickly walk back to Meng Po Pavilion with the soup in her hand, and then poured the soup back into the pot to continue boiling, Jin Qing sighed, she was really hungry!
It's not that Jin Qing likes to drink Meng Po soup so much, it's just that there is only one thing in this underworld that ghosts can eat.
707:... Just pretend it, that soup is actually very delicious, I know it all by your movements.
Jin Qing didn't think about finding something else to eat, but the incense candles and paper money that could enter the underworld were all owner's things, and she couldn't get them even if she stretched out her hand.
There was no way, Jin Qing could only continue to squat on the Nai He Bridge hungry and watch Hua Yan in a daze, she regretted taking this task a little.
Because she was invited to parachute into this world by the world consciousness, the body that Jin Qing is using now is her body, and she has experienced the baptism and enrichment of countless worlds, and her body has already become extremely condensed.
In addition, when she first came, Meng Po didn't know Jin Qing's details, so she drank Meng Po soup cleanly.
In addition to the function of separating the memories of ghosts, Meng Po soup can also make the soul of the ghost more stable after separating from the memories of previous lives, and it is the best tonic for the soul.
Meng Po was originally very confident in her soup, until she met Jin Qing.
Meng Po will never forget the day three months ago, she watched Jin Qing walk into her Meng Po Hall with a greedy face, and after drinking her three pots of soup, she sighed leisurely, and told herself in an accusatory tone: She, no, full....