I chuckled in my heart, and looked at Meng Po calmly, she was as amiable as I saw that day.

"Oh, is there such a thing?" Judge Cui looked at me suspiciously, and then Meng Po smiled.

"If you don't believe it, look at it, boy, get up."

After I stood up with a sigh, Meng Po asked me to walk across the Nai He Bridge, I didn't think much about it, I stepped around the ghost cha, walked over, the wall that blocked me was gone, and I easily walked to the bridge.

"Granny Meng, you are slow."

Judge Cui shouted again, and I stopped, but he still didn't look convinced.

"What? Can't you even believe my old wife? Well, what do you think this is? ”

Meng Po raised her hand as she spoke, and in her left hand, there was a warm-looking, sun-like light, like a flame.

"I'm here by the bridge, I'm afraid it's several times longer than the years when you became a ghost, I won't look away from the old woman, many times, after a person dies, the three souls and seven spirits leave the body, because some special feelings will make the yang world, incomparably memorable, and this situation, it may lead to the soul can not be well separated from the body, so the soul will have a part of the yang energy of the yang world, it will be incomplete."

Meng Po turned around as she spoke, looked at me, and continued with a smile.

"That's why there is such a situation now, originally this Nai He Bridge was for the reincarnated ghosts to pass through, and the young man's body carried yang energy, so he couldn't pass through, and now the old woman has eliminated these yang energy, okay, hurry up, this is the last batch of ghosts."

After some rhetoric, the four ghosts hurriedly said praises such as being taught, but Judge Cui's gaze always stayed on me, and there was a suspicion in his eyes.

"What? Judge Cui, can't you trust the old woman? ”

"No, Granny Meng, I just want to check the book of life and death, after all, Yin Cao is in an eventful time now, so it's better to be careful."

As he spoke, Judge Cui walked over to me as if he wanted me to give my name and date of birth.

I was in a hurry, but at this moment, suddenly, with a bang, the white-haired Meng Po put the wooden pimple on crutches and smashed it down on the bridge, and suddenly, I saw four ghosts with a frightened look, and they shrank to the railings on both sides of the bridge, and Judge Cui's face was not very good-looking.

The ghosts lined up behind me flew up and fluttered in the air, as if they had received some kind of violent impact, and I felt a powerful force that seemed to crush people to pieces.

I sat down on the bridge with my ass.

"Granny Meng, don't be angry."

Judge Cui had no choice but to turn around and clench his fists and say.

"The old woman said that these ghosts are going to be reincarnated, and the time of reincarnation is delayed, can you afford it?"

Meng Po continued to pressurize, and then Judge Cui finally gave up, and after bowing respectfully, he left the Nai He Bridge and flew into the distance.

Then Meng Po asked the ghost to help Boss Zhang, opened the lock that tied him, and Boss Zhang also successfully crossed the Nai He Bridge, I breathed a sigh of relief, and stepped out of the Nai He Bridge.

The first thing that catches my eye is a very chic small house, in a small courtyard full of unknown trees and flowers, just opposite this road, and on the right side, there is a very high earthen platform, I see the way up, at least twenty or thirty meters high, the earthy yellow platform, the road that rotates up, there are many ghosts, are constantly walking on the way up.

Under the earthen platform, there are a lot of ghosts, who seem to be guarding those ghosts, and when I look up, the appearance of those ghosts is a little different from ours, they are black, and some of them are even black.

"Don't look at it, Zhang Qingyuan, there is Wangxiang Terrace, it is for those ghosts who are in the Yin Cao Hell, those who still have relatives in the Yang world, take a look at the place used by their families."

I just reacted and hurriedly said thank you, Meng Po didn't say anything, just walked towards the front, I saw a lot of ghosts, and the place where they went was at the back of the house.

"If you have anything to say, hurry up and finish talking to him, so that he can be reincarnated with peace of mind."

I thanked Meng Po again, then pulled Boss Zhang, followed Meng Po, and came to the front of the house, where the courtyard entered, there was a nameplate, which said 醧 (yu) forget the platform, in the yard, there were three trees, all of them looked a little strange, and there were six petals of flowers on them, all of which were pink, and I seemed to have seen them somewhere.

The bottom of the hut was hollowed out, and the door was played, and I didn't have the time to look at it anymore, because in front of this morooki platform was a big stone, about three or four meters high and more than two meters wide, and when I saw ghosts passing by, they would stay in front of that stone for a while from time to time.

Further on, there is a big pit, a dark pit, you can't see the end of the big pit, Meng Po sat in front of a small shed next to the big pit, handed over a bowl to the ghosts of the past, and it should be Meng Po soup inside.

At this time, we came here, only to find that we could no longer see the situation behind it, but the bridge, as well as the Wangxiang Terrace, had disappeared, except for a large area of flowers on the other side, nothing could be seen, and the ghosts passing by also looked numb, like the walking dead who had lost their souls.

I looked at Boss Zhang seriously and asked.

"Tell me, can your daughter, Xiaoqing, see the ghost?"

In Boss Zhang's memory, I found that Xiaoqing, this girl, seems to have been very withdrawn since she was a child, except for talking to Boss Zhang, she rarely communicates with others, and, the strangest thing is that I found through Boss Zhang's memory that Xiaoqing will be alone every night, in the room, as if talking to someone.

Boss Zhang asked about this several times, but Xiaoqing always said that he was talking to himself, so he was confused, and my question, Boss Zhang seemed to be very surprised, and looked at me a little abruptly.

I mentioned the cause of Boss Zhang's death again, but he told me that he really died at the end of his life.

In Boss Zhang's memory, his body, day by day, began after following the object he admired, one day, went to an old photo studio and took a photo.

"Didn't you go and take a picture, and that picture, at first, looked very young, and later, you got older and older, with that picture, is there such a thing?"

I asked again, and Boss Zhang thought about it, as if there was indeed such a thing.

"By the way, Amei told me, yes, yes, I almost forgot, she said, that photo studio can shoot life and death, there is such a rumor."

Now I'm more sure that Boss Zhang didn't die at the end of his life, but killed by ghosts, although I don't know why, but according to Boss Zhang's memory, I vaguely noticed this, and now think about it carefully, that day, I saw Boss Zhang's daughter, Xiaoqing, she knelt in the mourning hall to burn paper, although the back was very sad, however, there was still a trace of anger, the expression on the face, was anger and sadness, combined together, completely inseparable, twisted together.

All of this is what I remembered after experiencing the resentment in the Ghost Crying Forest, what Xiaoqing exuded was resentment, resentment towards something, not simple sadness.

I explained a little to Boss Zhang, and then he slapped his head and laughed.

"It turns out that I killed the ghost, haha, I really didn't expect it."

Boss Zhang said, his voice was low, and the smile on his face disappeared.

"No matter how I died, please, Xiao Zhang, I can't repay you."

Boss Zhang said, and suddenly knelt in front of me, and I hurriedly helped him up.

"You tell me, Xiao Zhang, my daughter, will you be haunted by ghosts?"

I clenched my fists, looked at Boss Zhang, and said word by word.

"I'm not going to let this happen."

At this time, in my mind, I remembered a long-lost thing, Brother Luo, I used to work in a cleaning company, Brother Luo, who took great care of me, I saw him once in a long time, but he was radiant, obviously a person in his forties, but he looked like he was in his thirties, and then I came out of the fortune-telling street that day, without money, and saw him again, but he seemed to be a lot older.

"It's almost time, Zhang Qingyuan."

Meng Po walked over, Boss Zhang stood up, looking relieved, and then for a moment, the smile on Boss Zhang's face froze, like a walking dead who had lost his soul.

"This?"

"No matter who they are, as long as they go to reincarnation, they will look like this, after all, if they are noisy and don't want to be reincarnated, my wife and I will be noisy all day long, don't I want to die of noise?"

I sighed, followed Boss Zhang and Meng Po, came to the front of the big pit, I saw Meng Po picked up the bowl on the table, almost no color, except for holding it in the hand, when shaking, you can see the flowing ripples, the colorless Meng Po soup, brought to Boss Zhang's face, Boss Zhang lifted up, drank it in one gulp, and then closed his eyes, groggy, and fell into the big pit.

I quietly looked at Boss Zhang who disappeared into the big pit, and the sentence "Please you" is still echoing in my mind.

"Zhang Qingyuan, do you always like to meddle in things? Let's go, go to the 醧 (yu) forgotten platform, the old body and you have a good talk, Meng Po Tang, when you go back, I will hand it over to you. ”

I clenched my fists and looked at this was the big pit of reincarnation, but at this moment, with a scream, I saw that Boss Zhang actually flew out of the big pit, and then fell back, standing in front of me with an expressionless face.

"What's going on?"