Reading the red medicine by the bridge, who is born every year?

- Yangzhou is slow

The narrow and long Nai Ho Bridge, spanning the Lechuan River, leads to the depths of the ethereal clouds.

In the depths of the clouds, there is an invisible gravitational attraction that attracts every ghost on the bridge, and once the ghost steps on the bridge deck, it seems that there is no possibility of turning back, but can only float forward.

On this side of the bridge, the air was filled with all kinds of sounds, wailing, invective, sad, unwilling, reluctant......

The sound is in the ears, and it is endless.

A wrinkled old woman poured a bowl of fragrant soup for each of the ghosts who came, and after drinking the soup handed by the old woman, they quietly stepped onto the bridge.

Drifting into the depths of the clouds.

This old woman is Meng Po.

This kind of scene is played out every day, every day......

"Little girl, you've been with me for a long time." Meng Po's voice was rough, but her face was kind.

The girl, who was called a little girl, nodded slightly.

The girl's name is Hongyao, about fifteen years old, her face is like a peach blossom, her skin is like cream, and she is a proper girl in the flower season; Doing things is submissive, talking to "people", always keeping his head down, lowering his eyelids, and not daring to look at each other.

Always cautious and very timid.

At this time, a rampant voice sounded: "This little lady looks good." With that, the squinting ones were going to reach out and touch the cheeks of the red medicine.

Red Medicine was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated.

This is a squire in a certain place who is full of evil, usually doing all the evil things, oppressing the people, but in the end, he reaped the evil consequences and choked to death while eating.

As soon as Niu Tou Ma Mian brought him over, he saw this disgusting lustful virtue, and sure enough, the dog couldn't change what it was like when he was alive, and what he was like after death.

"Bold!" The bull-headed horse behind the man shouted angrily in unison.

Meng Po hurriedly handed him a bowl of Meng Po soup, urging him to go on the road as soon as possible after drinking, not to harm innocent women in the yang world, and to do evil when he comes to the underworld.

The man struggled hard, swearing to die and not wanting to drink the bowl of soup, while the two of them clamped his body hard to prevent him from moving, Meng Po clamped the man's mouth with one hand, forced him to open it, and held the soup bowl in the other hand and poured it down.

Hongyao showed a frightened look, it was the first time she had seen Meng Po's terrifying expression.

In the past, Meng Po handed the soup bowl over, and the ghost would obediently drink it, and then obediently go on the road, unlike this time, but it had to use coercive means.

After a while, the whole bowl of soup was poured into the man's stomach, and the man, who was still very rampant and arrogant before, was quiet at this moment, obediently stepped on the bridge deck, and went to the other end of the bridge without looking back.

Hongyao asked softly, "Grandma, why did you force that man to drink this bowl of soup?" ”

"Red medicine, everyone who comes from the yang world must pass through my Nai He Bridge, must drink my bowl of Meng Po soup, forget everything that happened in the yang world, reincarnate, maybe be a good person."

Hongyao knows that after a person dies, he must pass through here, and he must drink Meng Po soup.

A long time ago, Hongyao, like them, was brought here by Niu Tou Ma Mian, drank the soup handed over by Meng Po, and also stepped on the Nai He Bridge, however, something unexpected happened.

Everyone who drinks Meng Po soup will forget the past, but she still remembers it clearly.

The infinite gravitational pull in the depths of the cloud trail attracts every ghost who steps on the bridge deck, but this is not the case for Red Medicine, and even when she steps on the bridge deck, there is a powerful force pushing her out.

At the end of the bridge, there are many ghosts who have not set foot on the bridge like Hongyao, nor have they returned to the yang world, they are all unwilling to give up the past, and they are unwilling to return to the yang world to be a lonely soul and wild ghosts, so they have settled here, at least with many companions.

Some of the ghosts have even developed feelings for each other.

But there are also some who choose to stay in the yang world, to be with the people they care about, and there are also some ghosts who choose to stay because of the pure taste of lingering in the yang world.

Meng Po took advantage of the fact that there were no ghosts coming over at this time, and said earnestly to Hongyao: "This underworld is naturally not the place where you should stay, find a time and go back to the yang world." ”

"I can't be reincarnated, and I'm just a wisp of wild ghosts in the yang world, so it's better to stay here and be comfortable, at least I have my mother-in-law to talk to me."

Meng Po smiled and said meaningfully: "This may be fate." The world is where you should be. ”

If the world was really where she should be, or her destination, Hongyao would not have died in Huangquan at a young age, and now, after losing Huangquan, Niu Tou Ma Mian brought her here, but she couldn't be reincarnated.

It's weird!

"Does Lord Yama want me to go back to the Yang World to take revenge?" Red Medicine asked innocently.

Meng Po hurriedly spoke out to stop: "You can't repay it, you can't repay it, and you can't kill people with great hatred, otherwise you will enter the eighteenth layer of hell, and you will never be able to be reborn." ”

"Why do you want to make this rule? There are many wicked people in the world, and it would be unfair to them that those good people who punish the bad ones will all end up in hell. Hongyao and Meng Po have discussed this topic more than once, but almost every time the answer is the same.

"The judge will come to judge." Meng Po said in a low voice.

Now even if she wants Hongyao to be reincarnated, it is an impossible thing, she can't even cross the bridge, let alone go to the judge to talk about this matter; Although the middle also asked Niu Tou Ma Mian to help say some good things in front of the judge, and let him move to Nai He Bridge to discuss the reincarnation of the red medicine, but a few years have passed, and he has not even seen the shadow of a judge.

Meng Po would ask a few questions every time she met Niu Tou Ma Mian, and their answer was that Judge Cui was too busy to come over, so he would talk about it after a while.

Time after period of time passed, and I still didn't see the figure of Judge Cui, not even a word.

Meng Po looked at this girl distressedly, she also wanted to let her go back to the yang world and let her come back to life, but she didn't have this power. She also thought about whether she could let Hongyao live in the yang world as a soul, but after thinking about it, there are many mages in the yang world who slay demons and eliminate demons, in case she is not careful, it will be too pitiful.

Even without these mages, and those evil ghosts wandering in the world, Red Medicine's small body and simple mind are definitely no match for these bullies.

Meng Po sighed deeply.

"Grandma, what are you thinking?" Hongyao looked at Meng Po's ravine-like wrinkles and was a few layers deeper, and asked inexplicably.

"You watch for me here first, if someone comes, hand them a bowl of Meng Po soup, I'll go to Judge Cui to have a look, and I'll be back in a while."

As soon as the words fell, Meng Po's figure disappeared into the depths of the clouds.

At this moment, a sharp female voice shouted: "I don't want to drink Meng Po soup, I don't want to drink ......"

The voice was getting closer and closer, and when the woman walked to the bridge with her hair scattered, Hongyao picked up a bowl of Meng Po soup and handed it to her to drink, and the woman looked at Hongyao with puzzled and disbelieving eyes: "You are Meng Po?" ”

Legend has it that Meng Po is an old woman with a face full of furrows, why is she a young woman in front of her?

Hongyao continued to hold Meng Po soup, did not answer, and waited for the woman to take it; The woman was reluctant to pick it up, and her eyes deliberately looked away.

"Girl, please drink this bowl of soup." Red Medicine said softly.

The woman turned around, but when she saw the wedding dress on Hongyao's body, she shouted as if she was crazy: "Ahh

"Girl, drink this bowl of soup." Red Medicine ignored the woman's howl and continued to urge.

The woman saw that "Meng Po" spoke in a soft and weak voice, and her body was so petite, so she suddenly had a bad idea, and she took the Meng Po soup in Hongyao's hand with a sad face, just when it was about to be delivered to her mouth.

Bang.

The bowl fell to the ground with a bang, and the soup inside spilled all over the floor.

The woman pretended to be surprised and sad, and said: "Ah-I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it, it's just that this bowl is too hot, so I can't hold it for a while." ”

The bowl was not hot at all, and the red medicine was held in his hand for a long time, and he didn't feel the heat.

That's it, that's it, she doesn't want to drink it. Hongyao shook his head in his heart and sighed.

"Can you give me another bowl?" The woman looked at Hongyao's solemn expression, and suddenly felt a little unbearable, but deliberately pretended.

"This Meng Po soup is refined from the thoughts that the world can't let go, and there is only one copy per person, but now that it is broken, there will be no more." Hongyao looked at the puddle of water stains that were gradually disappearing, and said softly.

The woman was secretly happy in her heart, now she finally didn't have to drink it, and after she was reincarnated, she would definitely go to her sweetheart and renew her relationship with him.

The more the woman thought about it, the more excited she became, and the sadness and reluctance that death shrouded her heart also faded a little at this time.

On the misty bridge deck, a blurred figure suddenly appeared.

The woman stepped back in fear.

"Grandma, the soup was accidentally broken by me." Hongyao lowered her head and pointed at Meng Po next to her, her voice softly admitting her mistake.

Meng Po did not answer Hongyao, but walked towards the woman, only to see her wave above the woman's head, and a bowl appeared out of thin air in her hand, at this time, Hongyao shouted excitedly: "Grandma, there is Meng Po soup in the pot again." ”

The woman was so frightened that she retreated again and again, hurriedly knelt down to Meng Po, crying and begging: "Granny Meng, I beg you, don't let me drink this bowl of Meng Po soup, my sweetheart is still waiting for me to be reincarnated and continue the previous relationship, I don't want the two to be like strangers when they meet." I beg you, Granny Meng, please, don't let me drink Meng Po soup......"

Meng Po still did not relent, she picked up the soup bowl and was about to feed it to the woman's mouth, the woman had tears on her face, shaking her head frantically, she sat on the ground, supported the ground with both hands, and retreated again and again, her eyes were full of horror.

"Grandma!" Red Medicine shouted.

"Can you let her tell a story, and if this story moves you, can she not drink it?" Hongyao suddenly had a plan and begged Meng Podao.

The woman hurriedly replied: "I tell stories, I tell stories, and the stories I tell will definitely be very touching and will definitely move Granny Meng." ”

Hongyao looked at the woman muttering to herself with a sad expression, and she couldn't help but sniff.

Meng Po turned her head to look at her, stopped talking, and stopped the movements of her subordinates.