Ruan Ling left Huangquan and returned to the City God Temple.

It didn't take long for Qin Jingrong to come back.

As soon as he came, he hurriedly thanked Ruan Ling: "Miss Ruan, those reincarnated souls have already drunk Meng Po soup, I really want to thank you." ”

Ruan Ling smiled: "I am also a member of the underworld, as I should." ”

Qin Jingrong smiled gently, asked people to bring ten jars of wine, and said with a smile: "This is the wine promised to you." However, don't drink it all at once like last time, drink it slowly. ”

"Yes, my lord, I remember." Ruan Ling didn't want to experience another hangover.

Qin Jingrong was a little puzzled in his heart, so he asked, "I have a question for Miss Ruan." ”

"My lord, excuse me."

"I heard that you gave Meng Po a seed?"

"yes."

"Can it really bloom?"

"Of course not." Ruan Ling shook his head, "Actually, it's not a seed, it's just a small stone that looks a bit like a seed." ”

Qin Jingrong was stunned: "Not a seed?" Then didn't you deceive Meng Po? ”

Ruan Ling shrugged: "Sort of." It's kind of a hope for her. Otherwise, how can you always lose your temper? ”

Qin Jingrong looked at her, amused and worried: "You lied to Meng Po, she will definitely be very angry when she finds out in the future." ”

"I'll talk about the future later." Ruan Ling was not worried.

She wasn't going to stay here for the rest of her life.

Qin Jingrong sighed: "Meng Po also said, what is that kind of son called Manshu Shahua? ”

"I've made random names." Ruan Ling smiled, "Actually, I also heard a folk legend that says that the side of the bridge is full of flowers on the other side, which is the so-called Manshu Shahua." ”

"So, according to the legend, you just talk nonsense?"

"A legend is a legend after all." Ruan Ling said, "You have been in the underworld for so long, how can there have been flowers and half grasses in this underworld for tens of thousands of years?" ”

Qin Jingrong sighed lightly: "Meng Po is also a poor person. ”

"Do you know the origin of Meng Po?" Ruan Ling asked curiously.

"Know a little." Qin Jingrong said, "Meng Po is actually the daughter of Emperor Yao, and she was sanctified at the same time as Nuwa. Later, when the underworld appeared, she vowed to stay in this Naihe Bridge to purify the suffering of the world, so that they could forget the past and reincarnate cleanly. The Buddha granted her wish. ”

"She's great."

"However, after a long time, even if it is Meng Po, she can't stand it." Qin Jingrong smiled, "No wonder Meng Po likes you." You're not the same as those ghosts. ”

After Ruan Ling went back, the more he thought about it, the more guilty he became.

The next day, she and Pei Shu went to the bazaar to sell their prey, bought two fish, and went to the flower market to buy two pots of the best orchids, put them in a basket, and went to see Meng Po.

Meng Po was staring at the seed in a daze.

Ruan Ling put down the fish and orchids and said, "Don't look at it, it's not a seed, it can't bloom." I've brought you real flowers. ”

Meng Po turned her head and saw the orchid, her eyes lit up, and she rushed over and hugged the flower pot, and couldn't put it down: "You can actually bring real flowers in!" ”

Ruan Ling looked at her: "Why aren't you angry?" ”

"What are you angry about?"

"I lied to you, and I'm here to apologize to you." Ruan Ling said, "In fact, there are no other flowers in the world at all, they are all made up by poor scholars outside to deceive people." ”

Meng Po happily hugged the orchid: "I know." ”

"You...... Know? ”

"I know you're an idiot." On Meng Po's beautiful face, she smiled proudly, "Actually, I just want to be lazy for a few days and find an excuse not to boil the soup." Am I smart? ”