Cuiliu Mengzhu didn't catch up with Remnant Songzhi, she used all her divine sense power, but she was still a step slow and was stopped on the Nai He Bridge.

Meng Po insisted that she not be allowed to cross the bridge, on the grounds that the soup was sold out.

"Sold out of soup? Could it be that Meng Po Tang also collects money? Cuiliu Mengzhu was a little surprised.

"Girl, now that the water in the world needs money, it's so difficult that I can't collect money for my soup?" Meng Po is right.

"Isn't your soup sold out? It doesn't matter to me whether I collect money or not, and I don't drink your soup. Cuiliu Mengzhu was a little angry and said, "You have no reason to stop me. ”

"Young man, no matter who crosses this bridge, he must drink my soup, this is the rule set by the king of Hades, no one can violate it, my soup can not only erase the memories of the world, but also cleanse the soul." Meng Po has the head of the way.

"Old man, don't advertise, even if your soup is good, I won't drink it, and besides, isn't your soup sold out?"

"Young man, I'll tell you the truth, it's not that my soup is sold out, it's that the price has risen, and my soup has also gone up," Meng Po said frankly: "After a while, the price of my soup will be able to rise, it is the order of the king of Hades, you have to wait." After a while, I started selling, and I can make two is two, and it is not easy for anyone to live now. ”

Cuiliu Mengzhu looked at the wrinkled old woman, thinking of herself today and the present decades later, she couldn't help but tears rippled, she said hoarsely: "Life is too short!" Mother-in-law, money is something outside the body, you don't bring it in life, you don't bring it in death, where does the person who crosses the bridge get the money? ”

"No money? Young and unkind, trying to deceive my wife! The people of the earth have money, and those who come from the world have cars and houses, as well as a lot of paper money, and some even bring mahjong, cards and square tables, you tell me that there is no money? Meng Po clearly didn't believe her words.

"Mother-in-law, I'm not from the earth, so I don't have as much money as them." Cuiliu Mengzhu had no choice but to reveal her identity.

Meng Po looked at Cuiliu Mengzhu carefully, and suddenly realized: "I remember, you are the girl who drank my nine bowls of soup and did not lose her memory." Your obsession is too deep, child, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and the shore is back! ”

"Mother-in-law, just let me go, my husband just went in, he needs my fresh blood, otherwise, he will be very miserable." Cuiliu Mengzhu is begging.

"Just got in? Are you the green dragon? Meng Po was shocked: "Child, you'd better stay away from him, his future is not something you can accompany." The old woman has read countless people, what the hell has not been seen? If you are with him, it will only bring you endless pain. Unless······"

"Unless what?"

"Unless you lift the curse on him." Meng Po looked at Cuiliu Mengzhu with pity and said, "Your blood can irrigate him for a while, but it can't last for a year, and the blood on his body is cold." ”

Cuiliu Mengzhu was surprised: "Do you also know the curse of the Cold-Blooded Pill?" ”

"I don't know, I just know that cold-blooded people don't need to drink my soup when they pass by me, because they are emotionless animals, so they don't have to forget anything, and they have nothing to forget." Meng Po sighed: "When I meet such a person, I can't make a penny." However, I could tell that he was not a cold-blooded man, and someone must have cursed him. ”

Meng Po then asked curiously, "Did he rob the woman?" Therefore, he was cursed by Bespah. ”

"You'd better let me go, I can't tell you." Cuiliu Mengzhu couldn't understand her for a while, so she could only beg.

"Go, go, it's useless for you to drink my soup, you're too obsessed with feelings." Meng Po waved helplessly.

As soon as Cuiliu Mengzhu left, Qin Hexian came, and he swaggered onto the Nai He Bridge·····

"Stand, you can't pass." This is Meng Po's voice.

"I'm not from the earth, why can't I go over?" Qin Hexian replied proudly.

"You're not an earthling? I see that you are worse than earthlings, and you are not a good person when I look at your rotten belly and the evil spirit that comes out of your eyes. Meng Po ordered, "Wait a minute, my soup is sold out." ”

"What? Sold out? Do you still have to charge money for your soup? Qin Hexian's old face couldn't hold back, and he said angrily: "The old woman still wants to cheat my old man out of money, you treat me as a three-year-old child, how can Meng Po Tang have a reason to collect money?" See if I don't smash your mess. ”

"Joke, where do you drink soup without money? If you have the ability, you can smash the old woman's stall and give it a try! "Meng Po has never taken the people who cross the bridge seriously.

Qin Hexian picked up the bowl on the table and smashed it on the ground, only to hear a 'bang', Meng Po's bowl fell scattered and shattered to the ground·······

At this time, two ghosts ran over, they didn't say a word, they came up and gave Qin Hexian two slaps, and roared angrily: "You fuck, you smashed her stall, where is Lao Tzu going to collect protection money?" ”

Qin Hexian touched his swollen old face, and he couldn't pour out bitter water in his stomach, he never thought that an old woman who set up a stall still had a backstage, but his divine power couldn't be released in hell, so he could only go back.

"Stop! You're going to have to pay for my bowl, do you know how much it is? "Meng Po didn't plan to let him go.

Qin Hexian covered his face and said embarrassedly: "How much?" ”

He thought to himself: Isn't it just a broken bowl, how much can it be worth if it breaks when it falls?

"I don't think you can afford it, a bad old man." Meng Po was very annoyed and smashed her things to make ends meet.

Qin Hexian was most jealous of others looking down on him, so he took out a yellow croaker from his pocket, shook it a few times in front of Meng Po's eyes, and said, "How much is a broken bowl worth?" ”

Meng Po didn't look at it, and asked calmly: "Do you know what material the old woman's bowl is made of?" ”

"If you fall and break, what kind of material can it be." Qin Hexian sneered.

"My Meng Po's bowl, it is made of three materials: the woman's heart, the man's promise and the child's tears." Meng Po said sadly: "These three things, none of them can withstand a fall, can it not break?" ”

Qin Hexian was silent, he put away the gold bar, and when he saw Meng Po squatting on the ground and crying sadly, he sneaked across the Nai He Bridge·······