Chapter 72: The Line Between Life and Death 7
Qing Yu walked leisurely in front of the Yin and Yang judge.
As soon as the Yin and Yang Judge finished writing the indictment, he looked up and saw the smiling Qing Yu.
"Living?"
Although the Underworld is one of the maps in this game, no player has ever been able to cross the River Styx, and even if the ferryman pulls it over, he will fall into the river in the middle of the road.
"Who are you? Why come to the underworld? ”
Although the Yin and Yang Judge was surprised in his heart, his face still did not change.
"Me? I'm here to play. ”
Qing Yu replied half-truthfully.
Shouldn't this be in the Judge's Palace? Although the judge is right here, this corridor is not right, is it because he is afraid of being discovered, so he specially changed it?
She can see it, let's not talk about crazy people, just this underworld has three or four NPCs that have been wise, who said that Murong Qingyu is the only NPC who has a lot of intelligence, it's just that the whole plot is like this, is it that the game company only knows that this one has intelligence?
"Come play? The underworld is heavy, and idle people are not allowed to enter. ”
Damn, retarded, you said I wouldn't go in if you didn't go in? What does Lao Tzu mean by asking for your consent?
Qing Yu gave him a blank look, and disappeared directly in front of his eyes.
Not long after Qing Yu left, the wine arrived, and without saying a word, he directly grabbed the collar of the Yin and Yang Judge and lifted him up.
"Did a woman in red just pass by?"
The Yin and Yang Judge was stunned, and it took a moment before he turned around.
"You, you let the official down first."
The drunken evil looked at him evilly, and the dangerous aura began to spread, and he didn't have the slightest intention of letting him go.
The Yin and Yang Judge knew that this guy was not easy to mess with, and he was afraid that something would happen if he didn't say anything about it, so he quickly nodded and responded:
"I saw it, not long after she left, she suddenly disappeared, and I don't know where she went."
"Remember everything you say, if you dare to deceive you, you will peel your skin and boil it into soup."
"Yes, yes."
The judge was already frightened by this time, and he still noticed the self-claim in his words, and only hoped that the evil star would leave quickly.
Seeing that he wasn't lying, the wine threw him on the ground and flew into the depths of the underworld.
Seeing that the person had left, the judge quickly got up from the ground, straightened his official uniform, and continued to be busy with his own business as if nothing had happened just now, the sky fell and there was a high top, and there was also a king of Hades in the underworld, as long as he did his job, he cared about him.
The ghosts in the queue looked at each other blankly and continued to wait.
Here, Qing Yu ran directly to the Nai He Bridge for a walk, the old man in a black cloak was sitting on the edge of the Nai He Bridge, distributing Meng Po soup to the souls in a queue, the clothes he wore were quite frightening, but the slightly wrinkled face looked like a kind old grandmother.
"Good boy, after drinking this soup, everything that has passed has passed."
The old voice gave a great sense of comfort.
However, her next series of actions surprised Qing Yu.
A pot of soup was about to bottom out, Meng Po raised a kind smile and shook several drifting water from the wooden barrel beside her and poured it into the pot of Meng Po soup, and then stirred it vigorously with a black iron spoon, and soon, a pot of Meng Po soup came out again, She continued to distribute Meng Po soup to the soul amiably.
"I said Meng Po, you just mixed water into the pot."
The hand that was stirring the soup paused, and then continued to stir the soup as if nothing had happened.
It's strange to say, don't look at the wrinkles on Meng Po's face, but the hand with the iron spoon is like a teenage girl's hand, it is called a fine skin and tender meat.
"Kid, what I just mixed wasn't water, it was Lethe."
"Heh, Lethe? Although Lechuan has the ability to make the soul forget, he will remember it eventually, otherwise, what else do you need Meng Po soup. ”
Meng Po, who was demolished, was full of embarrassment and silently wanted to divert the topic.
"Why did you come to this underworld all your life?"
"What do you care about what I'm here for, in short, is your Meng Po soup mixed with water still called Meng Po soup?"
"Meng Po soup, Meng Po soup, Meng Po soup, whether it is mixed with water or not, it has to be called Meng Po soup."
The old god is there, and his righteous appearance makes Qing Yu collapse in an instant, this is just nonsense, although it seems to be the same thing.