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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

At the head of the bridge, there is a stone pavilion, there is a woman in the stone pavilion, there is a big pot next to the woman, the water vapor in the pot is churning, and every deceased who walks on the stone pavilion will take a bowl and drink a bowl of soup in the pot.

There are also souls who don't want to drink soup and choose to wander around the Nai River Bridge, and even some souls choose to jump into the Lethe River. Whenever a dead soul jumped into the river, the woman in the pavilion did not stop it, but just shook her head and sighed.

However, all the souls of the dead who jumped into the Lechuan River were gnawed by the grimaces in the river, and the souls all screamed in pain, but they were helpless, and once they entered the Lechuan River, they rose and fell for thousands of years, and were gnawed by thousands of evil ghosts.

"It's really miserable, the woman in the stone pavilion is the legendary Meng Po, right?" Lin Tian asked.

"However, the bridge is on the road, and the right and wrong do not cross the Lechuan River. There is no right or wrong in front of the Sansheng Stone, and Meng Po will be on the side of the Wangxiang platform. It is the Yin Si ghost who distributes Meng Po soup to the dead souls, Meng Po. Zhang Lingyu read.

Lin Tian scratched his head and said, "Are you sure she is really Meng Po, why is she a peerless beauty?"

It was not Lin Tian's gaffe, but that the Meng Po in front of him completely subverted the image in Lin Tian's mind, in his imagination, Meng Po should be an old woman, distributing Meng Po soup to the souls who have entered reincarnation, so that the souls can forget all kinds of love and hatred in their previous lives.

However, Meng Po here is a peerless beauty wearing a plain skirt, tall, white and beautiful, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, even compared to Zhang Lingyu next to her, she is not inferior, like a fairy who came out of the painting.

In this lifeless underworld, there is such a beauty, she just stands there, as if she brings a beautiful color to the underworld, and even the smell of blood in the Lechuan River seems to be much lighter.

Lin Tian's eyes widened when he saw it, Meng Po suddenly appeared in such an image, this is so special to subvert the world's cognition, Lin Tian finally understands that many of the world's ideas are wishful thinking.

Zhang Lingyu turned his head to look at him, blinked and said, "I don't know why, besides, who stipulated that Meng Po can't be a beauty?" Have you heard the legend of Meng Po?"

Legend has it that Meng Po was originally a celestial daughter in the heavenly realm, and later because she saw the countless grievances and hatreds of the world, she refused to let go even if she died, so she came to the Lechuan River in the underworld, and set up a cauldron at the bridge head of the Naihe Bridge, refining the thoughts that the world could not let go of into Meng Po soup, so that the souls of the dead could drink it, and then forgot the love and hatred of the life, let go of everything, and enter the next reincarnation. ”

"Meng Po is a celestial girl, of course she is as beautiful as a fairy, have you ever seen a celestial maid who is not beautiful?" Zhang Lingyu asked as a matter of course.

There is also a legend that Meng Po is Meng Jiangnu, in the past, Meng Jiangnu cried down the Great Wall, and saw countless corpses under the Great Wall, but she couldn't find her husband's bones. In order to forget these painful memories, she made a soup of forgetfulness that could make people forget their memories. The emotion of God remembering her missing her husband moved heaven and earth, so she was spared the pain of reincarnation and let her make forgetful soup, that is, Meng Po soup, by the Naihe Bridge. ”

"Meng Jiangnu is originally a beauty, so no matter whether she is a celestial girl or Meng Jiangnu, Meng Po is the image of a beauty. Zhang Lingyu said.

Lin Tian shook his head, and was speechless, yes, can the Heavenly Maiden be unbeautiful, okay, accept the fact that Meng Po is a beauty.

Immediately, Lin Tian thought of a problem, if he wanted to cross the Naihe Bridge, he had to drink Meng Po soup, but he came to find the soul of the second young lady, drank Meng Po soup, forgot everything, how to find it, didn't he pit himself into it, did he fight it?

Lin Tian looked at the Yin soldiers at the Shennai River Bridge, and then compared the strength of his own side, as if it was not impossible to fight him.

"Lin Tian, I know what you're thinking, don't act rashly, after the Naihe Bridge is the main city of the underworld, Fengdu City, where the Ten Palaces Yama sits, as soon as there is a disturbance, it is possible to alarm the guard force of Fengdu City, and even if you have three heads and six arms, it will not be enough. Zhang Lingyu warned softly.

"Of course, I'm not stupid, let's see what they do with the female ghost in red. Lin Tian said.

The ferryman carried the red-clothed female ghost up the bridge and came to the stone pavilion, where the cow said, "Meng Po, her karma is too heavy, and she must be judged and go to hell to be punished." ”

Meng Po did not give Meng Po soup to the female ghost in red, but nodded and let it go directly, Lin Tian was very strange to see, can you cross the Naihe Bridge without drinking Meng Po soup?

Zhang Lingyu seemed to see Lin Tian's question, and explained softly: "The woman in red is very ghostly, and her sins are heavy, I am afraid that she has no qualifications for reincarnation, and she may fall into hell forever, and only the reincarnated souls will drink Meng Po soup." ”

The female ghost in red was escorted out of the stone pavilion and onto the Naihe Bridge, but when she arrived at the Naihe Bridge, she didn't leave, looked up at the Lechuan River stupidly, and let the ferryman scold and urge, but she forgot about herself, and began to sing in a low voice again.

"The flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet. Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined to life and death, and we will always know each other but we can't fall in love. On the other side of this life that cannot be touched, unload all memories, and flowers are yellow springs. ”

If you ignore the paleness on the female ghost's face, if you look closely, she is still a beauty, and with the melancholy eyes at this time, this song sounds more and more desolate. Who would have thought that such a female ghost would be a terrible ghost who is even afraid of ghosts.

Such a singing voice seemed to have magical power, Lin Tian listened to it, and irrepressibly remembered Xiao Manxuan's figure, walking alone on Huangquan Road.

When Lin Tian came back to his senses, he found that he had walked into the stone pavilion and came to Meng Po. Under the confusion of the singing, with the dead soul walking into the stone pavilion, Lin Tian didn't know it, and then looked at Zhang Lingyu beside him, revealing the same confused expression.

Such a powerful singing voice can confuse people's hearts, Lin Tian was shocked in his heart, no wonder those ferrymen put on such a big battle as if they were facing a great enemy.

Lin Tian and Zhang Lingyu woke up in shock, but the other souls were still trapped in the singing, and even many of the Yin soldiers on the bridge began to fall into a daze.

"Alas......"

A soft sigh suddenly sounded, although it was very low and soft, but it seemed to spread throughout the Nai River Bridge, and then there was a leisurely sound.

"There are many idiots in the world, and they are deeply trapped in the suffering, but no, the past life is over, the good and evil in this life are only thought of in the heart, drink the soup of forgetfulness, and let go of all the suffering. ”

Lin Tian looked up, it turned out to be Meng Po in front of him who was talking, and with her whispering, a group of revenants and Yin soldiers actually came to their senses and got rid of the confusion of singing.

When he was looking at Meng Po, Meng Po also happened to turn his head and look at Lin Tian, Meng Po's originally unwavering eyes flickered.

She calmed down, and suddenly said faintly: "People are not six ways, how can they come to Naihe?"

These words were not loud, but they exploded in Lin Tian's mind like thunder, and Zhang Lingyu was also shocked when he heard it, this Meng Po actually saw through Lin Tian's identity at a glance!