Ruan Ling hurriedly waved his hand: "The adults can call me Ruan Ling." As for going to the underworld, forget it...... I won't trouble Lord Qin. ”

Qin Jingrong said with a smile: "Actually, it is the official who has something to trouble Miss Ruan. ”

"Oh? Speak, sir. Ruan Ling thought in his heart, what even Chenghuang couldn't do must be troublesome.

Sure enough, it is a cannibal with a short mouth.

Who told her to drink ten jars of good wine?

At this point, it won't work if you don't help.

Qin Jingrong said: "Recently, Lord Meng Po is not in a good mood, and he refuses to boil Meng Po soup, and the reincarnated souls do not have Meng Po soup to drink, and the adults in the underworld are also quite anxious. I heard that Miss Ruan had a very good relationship with Master Meng Po, so she ......"

"Do you want me to persuade Meng Po?"

"That's exactly what it means."

"Lord Qin thinks too highly of me, I can't hide from Meng Po, where do I dare to touch her moldy head?" Ruan Ling excused himself, "My lord, you better ask for another master." I handed Wang Cuifen over to the adults, and I went back. ”

She turned and ran.

Qin Jingrong looked at her back and smiled slightly: "If Miss Ruan is willing to help with this, I am willing to give the girl ten more jars of wine." ”

Ruan Ling's footsteps paused: "Is it the kind of wine last time?" ”

"Not bad."

Ten altars can increase her strength.

"......" Ruan Ling struggled for a long time and turned around, "My lord, when will you leave?" ”

"Now."

Qin Jingrong nodded towards his subordinates.

The men immediately brought another seven or eight souls.

They were all sent by the gods of the land from all over the world.

"Miss Ruan, is this please?" Qin Jingrong said.

"Okay." Ruan Ling nodded.

Since she agreed, she will no longer be hypocritical. She glanced back at Wang Shufen, and saw that she was honestly following among the other souls, so she stopped paying attention to her and followed behind Qin Jingrong.

Qin Jingrong is the city god and also has a certain position in the underworld. And he was very capable, and he didn't let everyone suffer from the wind and sand of Huangquan, and went directly to the gate of Meng Pozhuang.

Before anyone could come forward and knock on the door, the door of Meng Pozhuang was opened, and a kitchen knife flew out of it, and it was accurately inserted into the head of one of the souls.

The soul frightened almost dissipated.

Qin Jingrong shook his head, pulled out the kitchen knife, stepped forward and said gently: "Under Qin Jingrong, I ask to see Master Meng Po." ”

"No, no, no! Get out of here! Meng Po's immature girl's voice came out, with a childlike tone.

Ruan Ling looked left and right.

The ghosts all looked at her innocently.

They all pointed to her as they entered.

Ruan Ling sighed and resigned himself to Meng Pozhuang.

Meng Po was lying on the ground on all fours, her skirt was messy, and her long black hair that reached her heels was covered all over the floor.

She stared straight at the roof.

Ruan Ling walked over and squatted beside her, "Meng Po, what's wrong with you?" ”

Meng Po turned her head to look at her and said, "Ruan Ling, I'm not happy. ”

"Why are you upset?"

"I'm bored." "You know, I haven't been out for 3,000 years," she said. When I open the door every day, what I see is the yellow sand of the 800-mile Yellow Spring. I'm tired of watching it, I'm not happy. ”

Ruan Ling understood.

It turned out to be a little temper.

Everyone knows that Meng Po is inseparable from this yellow spring.

Unless there are no more dead people in the world.

How is this possible?

She sat down beside Meng Po and said with a smile: "Have you ever been out?" ”

"Once upon a time, I went out once. But at that time, there was nothing outside. Meng Po said in a flat tone, "I haven't seen flowers, I haven't seen green leaves, and I haven't seen the Lantern Festival scene of red lanterns everywhere as you said." ”