After discovering the dense figures on the bridge, Jin Qing sighed: What kind of life is she! Then he resigned himself to rushing to the pot where the soup was boiling.

Jin Qing's speed was very fast, so fast that people could only see an afterimage of her.

For the condemned prisoners, the most frightening moment for them is definitely not the moment of execution, but the process of waiting for the execution, especially looking at the cruel scenes that have already been executed.

The ghosts were maintaining order on the bridge, waiting for Jin Qing's return by the way.

And the ghosts who were queuing up on the bridge were anxiously waiting for Jin Qing's arrival at this time, judging from what they had seen and heard in the past few days, this agent Meng Po seemed to be able to make soup for a ghost.

But in order to be reincarnated as soon as possible, the ghosts could only grit their teeth and wait for their unknown fate to come.

At this time, seeing Jin Qing rushing towards the pot like a bullet, the ghosts led by him almost knelt on the ground... They, they are still afraid, it is said that after drinking that soup, it can make people completely give up reincarnation!

Jin Qing stood firm beside the pot, didn't care what these ghosts were thinking, directly grabbed the soup spoon and put the soup in the container, and motioned to the ghosts next to him to bring it to the ghosts.

The ghost at the front of the line took the soup, took two deep breaths, then closed his eyes and raised his neck to drink the soup, and then immediately lay on the ground and let out a heart-rending howl.

Even though he had already done mental construction for himself, the destructive power of this bowl of soup was still beyond his imagination.

Although the ghost has no internal organs, this ghost still feels that his internal organs have been melted into a puddle of water.

His sudden howl frightened the ghosts behind him almost scattered, and a few timid ones fainted like this.

The ghost in second place held the soup in his hand, and looked at the ghost who was rolling in pain on the ground, and his heart was very entangled: whether he would drink this soup or not!

707 quietly smacked his tongue in Jin Qing's sea of consciousness: Do you really think that the soup of his host is so easy to drink, this is terrible, do you know it.

At this time, the ghosts didn't know that Jin Qing's soup actually had a special benefit, but this wonder could not be experienced until they were reincarnated.

However, these ghosts who had drunk Jin Qingtang all had the same strange disease after being reincarnated, and when their reincarnation grew to the age of eighteen, as long as they drank liquid things, they would immediately have a fever, and the fever would not go away for a few days.

Because this painful memory has been thoroughly recorded in their bones.

Jin Qing looked at the ghosts that kept rolling on the ground, and then looked at the ghosts standing behind the ghosts, shaking with the soup, and spilling a bowl of soup into half a bowl and frowned.

Then Jin Qing stretched out his hand and picked up the ghost who was still rolling on the ground, directly carried it to the front of the Sansheng Stone, and pressed it on the Sansheng Stone.

The shouting stopped instantly, and the ghost suddenly squatted softly in Jin Qing's hand, but the soul body was still twitching, as if the soul body had not forgotten the feeling just now.

Jin Qing looked back at the ghost with satisfaction: "Which door do you want to enter!" ”

Different ghosts have different channels for their reincarnation.

Seeing Jin Qing's simple and rude movements, the corner of the ghost's eyes twitched, and he was very suspicious that this agent Meng Po was trying to kill people.

But under Jin Qing's serious gaze, the ghost still obediently flipped through the booklet in his hand, and replied to Jin Qing: "Humanitarian, Tianzi No. 44987 Gate!" ”

Jin Qing lifted the ghost in his hand and put it in front of his eyes and looked at it: This person was actually assigned to the Tianzi number, and it seems that he has done a lot of good things in his life!

Then Jin Qing pressed a few times on the operation panel next to him, and saw that the originally green reincarnation channel immediately turned golden, and there was faintly pleasant music coming.

Jin Qing saw that the reincarnation channel had been opened, and threw the still ignorant ghost in his hand into it.

Jin Qing's strength was greater, and the ghost disappeared in the reincarnation passage, and the frequency of the music that Jin Qing had just heard was several beats faster in an instant.

Jin Qing patted his hands very suspiciously: What is the situation.

The ghost on one side has a headache: the ghost just now, who has accumulated virtue and done good deeds in his lifetime, such a ghost should listen to the reincarnation of the fairy music to stabilize the soul, and in the next life, he will have a peaceful temperament and grow old safely without illness or disaster.

But being stirred up by Jin Qing like this, this ghost's originally long reincarnation path has been shortened by more than half, and the reincarnation Xianle has also followed several beats faster.

The ghost cha quietly glared at Jin Qing several times: Isn't this the cultivation of bad people.

But he didn't know that this ghost who was personally sent into reincarnation by Jin Qing actually got a little luck that didn't belong to him, and finally stood at the top of the world.

But at this time, none of these benefits were reflected, and the ghost only saw the accelerated path of reincarnation.

After throwing the ghosts into the gate of reincarnation, Jin Qing walked back to where he had stayed and continued to distribute soup to the ghosts.

But what she didn't expect was that the ghosts who were standing at the head of the bridge waiting for soup were already sitting on the ground.

Jin Qing looked at the ghost cha and was very puzzled in his heart: "Are they tired of waiting!" ”

The ghost nodded numbly: "Hmm! "Actually, no, these ghosts are just afraid that they will be like the ghost just now for a while, so they are ready to roll around first.

After hearing the ghost's answer, Jin Qing snorted disdainfully at these ghosts sitting on the ground: What kind of physical strength is it!

Then he went back to boiling her soup.

The ghosts and the ghosts were stimulated by Jin Qing's disdainful eyes: "..."Blame me!"

Jin Qing had been boiling the soup on the Nai He Bridge for a long time, so long that she felt that she was covered in the taste of soup.

And the judge has also changed from a real man in the underworld with a magic weapon to a complete poor bastard.

Just when Jin Qing and the judge felt that they couldn't stand it at the same time, Meng Po finally came back with Hua Yan.

At this time, Meng Po had faded from her original daughter-in-law posture and became his original image of a sturdy man.

I saw that he had a hint of determination on his face, and it seemed that he had made a very important decision.

Meng Po's eyes were extremely cold, and only occasionally when she looked at Hua Yan would she show some tenderness.

He carefully cared for the flowers around him, and he did not have the arrogance and carelessness of the Yaksha clan at all.

Hua Yan had a sweet smile on her face, but it was not difficult to see that there was occasionally a hint of uneasiness in her eyes.

Hua Yan and Meng Po came back to ask for sin.

At the beginning, when Meng Po saw Hua Yan pulling the valley, she was too emotional and accidentally broke the pillar of Meng Po Pavilion.

Then Meng Po Pavilion was destroyed, and Hua Yan also remembered everything between her and Meng Po.