Body 113 Love beyond the soul

The small boat, which was constantly rocking on the Santu River, had a wooden platform with a chandelier hanging from the hook above, and a faint white light emanated from it.

The white light does not seem to be able to penetrate the black water, and even the visibility is exceptionally low.

There were thin layers of gray mist above the river, and through the mist, I could only faintly see a man in a black robe, hunched over the bridge, with an oar in his hand.

"He's the ferryman of the Santu River."

Meng Po said calmly: "The ferryman can go back and forth between the two sides of the Santu River freely, and of course, his boat can also carry a lot of people,"

"But they need enough banknotes, or the ferryman won't let them on board."

Bai Wuchang added, and I frowned suspiciously.

When many people pass away, their families and friends will burn a lot of paper for them......

I was thinking about it, and suddenly I remembered some of the things I had asked the pervert earlier, and I almost forgot it.

The paper money burned by the living cannot be received by people in the underworld, which is just a nostalgia and a thought of people.

"No matter how much paper people in the underworld burn, they can't receive a single bit, and only when they live and work in the underworld will there be circulating banknotes in the underworld." Bai Wuchang sat on the bridge, two little short legs stretched out, constantly

"And what did they cross the river for?"

Meng Po's voice floated lightly: "Niangniang, there is a period of time in the yang, the yin qi will be very heavy, it seems to be called the Qingming Festival, during that time, as long as this group of poor people have enough paper money back and forth, they can go to the world to see their relatives in a short time." โ€

I understood the meaning of the ferryman's existence, and my eyes were fixed on the dark shadow.

"His temper is weird, Xiaobai went to play with him before, and he was spanked with a wooden paddle!"

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Meng Po couldn't help laughing out loud, her hand half-covering her mouth, and the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't stop.

I couldn't help but laugh, and I couldn't help but pinch it when I saw her cheeks bulging.

I never thought that she would say such a thing, no matter what, Bai Wuchang's status in the underworld is not low.

Even though she's a child, the fact that she's being ferryed with a big ass still makes me feel a different kind of joy when I say it.

Sister Meng Po is still laughing! You saw it all at the time, and you didn't come to help me, my ass hurt for a long time! โ€

Meng Po raised her head and said with a smile: "Who made you so naughty, once the water of the Santu River gets a little bit on you, your soul body will be harmed." โ€

"It's not good where to go, I have to come to Santu River."

Bai Wuchang puffed up his hands around his chest, his mouth was furled, and his eyes were fixed on the ferryman, and to my surprise, the ferryman was like an old pine growing on the boat, motionless.

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Later, we got along with Meng Po again, and somehow, the soul of the newly deceased suddenly increased, and Meng Po got up, took out a few pieces of wood from the firewood piled up on the side, and threw them into the blue-black fire.

When we saw that she was busy, we stopped bothering her and planned to leave and go back to the palace.

As I walked on the road, I suddenly thought of time in my heart and exclaimed, "It's over!" โ€

Bai Wuchang was taken aback by my sudden move, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with Niangniang?" Is there something uncomfortable? โ€

She grabbed my hand and asked anxiously.

I covered my head and looked down at the sky.

Since my phone is out of battery, I have no concept of time at all, and I can't help but worry a little about things in the underworld.

My parents knew that I was resting at home, and if I was suddenly not at home, even if they knew that I might be back at school, they would call me and ask about it, and they would definitely tell me for a while.

The point is, my phone is out of battery, and they will definitely be in a hurry now.

And An Ning, An Ning is still in the hospital, although I talked to her on the phone a lot before I came to the underworld, but if she is discharged, I should pick her up.

I've been thinking about the An family, I don't know if they have found a countermeasure, how is Grandpa An's body?

Anze's words still echoed in my ears, and I lowered my eyes slightly.

Bai Wuchang heard the words from my mouth, pinched his chin with his fingers, and finally said to me as if he had decided something: "Niangniang, when Lord Hades comes back, you can ask for his consent." โ€

"Xiaobai sees that Niangniang's body is recovering very well, and the things she has eaten recently are all things from the underworld, many of which are specially cultivated by someone in the palace, and the breath of the palace is much better than that outside."

"Maybe in a short period of time, the little prince can no longer use his ability to protect Niangniang, but Niangniang's daily life will not be a big problem."

Bai Wuchang said, two little hands kept caressing my body, and finally said to me seriously and seriously.

After I heard this, I nodded silently in my heart.

The main thing is that I don't have a sense of time, and if my phone still has power, I still know how to measure it.

Now, in case my family and peace of mind don't need to worry about them, if I'm recovering well, I should go back.

Now that the pervert has allowed me to enter and leave the palace, I can come back at any time if I want to come in the future.

By the time I got back to the dormitory, the pervert had already returned, grabbed me, and led me into the back room.

"Hua'er, did you have fun today?"

"How does it feel in the underworld?"

I sat on the edge of the bed, and he sat down next to me, my tone was a little excited, and my mind was reminiscing about the events of today's day.

"That's right, pervert, what I care about more is Meng Po."

I tugged at his sleeve, and a glint crossed his eye, fleeting, but I caught it.

"At that time, when you took me through the two realms, the song I heard was that she was singing, but she seemed very sad when she heard this song."

The pervert put one hand on my shoulder, and I leaned gently into his arms.

"It's sad, what has she been through?"

Meng Po can make a soup that washes away the memories of the dead, so why does she have joys, sorrows, and sorrows?

She could have drunk it herself, forgetting all sorrow and sorrow.

The pervert's hand on my shoulder squeezed, and he sighed almost invisibly: "She used to have a lover, but she is no longer alive. โ€

Surprised, I jerked my head up and asked, "Lover?" โ€

He nodded and continued, "Meng Po once fell in love with a man who died in an accident in the yang world. โ€

"At that time, she fell in love with him at first sight, and according to the rules, before the man went to the bridge, she wanted to drink her soup, but she relented."

"That song was taught to Meng Po by the man, Meng Po never let him walk on the Nai He Bridge, once he got on the bridge, he had to drink the soup first, so she always took him with her and accompanied herself."

At this point, the pervert stopped, I looked up, pushed his chest with my hand, and motioned, "Go on." โ€

"Later, they got along for a long time, and the man also fell in love with Meng Po, but there are rules in the underworld, and everyone who dies must drink Meng Po soup and walk across the Nai He Bridge."

In the end, instead of drinking the soup, the man jumped directly from the bridge and jumped into the Santu River.

When I heard the final ending, the shock in my heart could not be calmed for a long time.

In the process of narration, the tone of the pervert is very flat, without a trace of emotion, even if I learned about Meng Po's experience from a third party, I can still hear that this story is very sad, very sad.

I don't know what Meng Po and that man went through, what did they do when they got along?

However, I can recall the sadness and pain on Meng Po's face when I hummed that tune before.

They really love each other, but they can't do anything, Meng Po knows that they can't be together, she has to make soup at the bridge all her life, and the man has to pass through the Nai He Bridge and officially enter the underworld to start a new life.

What hurts me the most is the way that man chose in the end.

His soul does not want to forget Meng Po, does not want to forget the time they spent together, does not want to spend his life in the underworld in amnesia, would rather not have a soul, not be reincarnated, and carry their good memories and disappear between heaven and earth.

How can I say yes? How do you express yourself?

I saw only two words before them.

"Beloved."

A love that transcends the soul.

I carefully recalled the situation when I got along with Meng Po, and when she said "I can't bear it", I actually missed the loss and nostalgia in her eyes, but more than that, it was full of melancholy.

As if he knew I was reminiscing about the story he had told me, the pervert didn't say anything, just kissed me on the forehead once in a while, and hugged me tighter again.

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A little later, after I finished my meal in the palace with the pervert, he listened to my thoughts and agreed to let me go back to the sun.

"Don't get involved in the affairs of the An family, and take a good rest, you know?"

Before leaving, the pervert told me for a long time before reluctantly giving me a deep kiss.

I amusedly thumped his chest and said, "It's not like we won't see each other again." โ€

His beautiful lips were pressed to my ear, and he replied seductively: "Don't you know, the lady doesn't see the lady for a day, like every three autumns." โ€

I was so hot by his cheeks that I opened my mouth in a panic, and I wanted to quarrel with him, but the words that came out of my mouth were completely opposite to what I thought!

"Hurry up and finish your business, stay with me more!"

A smile crossed the pervert's eyes, and I was covering my mouth with my hands, secretly scolding myself for revealing my inner thoughts, and the pervert chuckled and lingered with me for a while, and agreed: "Obey, lady." โ€

He disappeared, and I went back to my home.

The first thing I did was to charge my phone and look through my chats.

When I saw the message my mom sent me, I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiaohua, I can't get through to your phone, are you back at school? Remember to call me back after charging, your dad and I are going on a business trip this month, I'm going to M city, your dad is going to country R, do you want us to bring something back? โ€

This was sent by my mother yesterday, and there is also An Ning's little girl.

I can't believe that she has only disappeared for a short time, and she has sent herself 99+ messages.

It's a rampage again, and it's a whining again, and she says that if I don't answer her phone again, she will break off her relationship with me, which makes me cry and laugh.