"Then are we going to the heart of the Lethe River now?" I asked Honghime with a frown.

Honghime shook her head, "There is an enchantment on the Lechuan River, and we can't fly over it......"

"And how do we get there?"

"It's only a boat." After saying that, Hongji led me to a stone bridge on the bank of the Lethe River.

The stone tablet at the head of the bridge has three big characters written on it: "Nai He Bridge".

"Is this the Nai Ho Bridge?" Seeing the stone bridge across the Lechuan River in front of me, I couldn't help but exclaim.

I have long heard of the name of the Nai He Bridge, according to legend, the souls of the dead after death have to pass through the Nai River Bridge, and the old man who walks on the Nai He Bridge is hobbling and crying about the unfilial piety of his children.

There are middle-aged men who sacrificed their lives for the country, their ambitions have not been paid, and their eyes are full of sadness. There are also haggard and haggard girls, who are in love for the first time, and reluctantly look back at the lover next door. There are even more ignorant yellow-mouthed children, sucking their fingers and looking around curiously.

And the good ones will pass through the Nai He Bridge smoothly with the protection of the gods and Buddhas, and the evil ones will be beaten into the blood river pool to suffer.

Looking up, I saw that the bridge in front of me could be divided into three tiers or three.

The ghosts of the good can safely cross the upper bridge, the good and the evil cross the middle bridge, and the ghosts of the wicked cross the lower bridge, and are mostly thrown into the dirty waves under the bridge, and are bitten by copper snakes and iron dogs. Nai He Bridge This bridge is the boundary, starting a new reincarnation, Nai He Bridge, Nai He parting in the previous life, Nai He meeting in this life, and helpless reunion in the next life.

I followed Hongji up to the Nai He Bridge, and I saw a white-haired old woman boiling a pot of soup there on the other side of the bridge. ”

It turned out that the white-haired old woman was none other than Meng Po who was boiling Meng Po soup in the underworld.

Every time there is a reincarnation, the god Meng Po will hand over a bowl of Meng Po soup that can forget the past and present lives.

Looking at the past and present lives recorded on the Sansheng Stone, standing on the Wangxiang Platform and looking at the last glimpse of the world.

Thinking of the unforgettable love in the world, thinking of the heart-rending vows and alliances in the world, the countless loves, hatreds, and hatreds in the rolling red dust, and the endless joys and sorrows in the bright lights, will all disappear with this bowl of Meng Po soup.

In an instant, tears could not help but slide down his face.

Therefore, compared to the eighteen layers of hell in the Netherworld, this bowl of Meng Po soup is the most terrifying.

When Meng Po saw Hong Ji, she also smiled kindly: "Red girl, why do you have time to come to the old woman and me?" ”

Before she could finish her words, Meng Po quickly noticed me standing behind Hongji, and after taking a closer look at me, she asked in surprise: "Who is this little girl?" I don't think she's a ghost of the underworld, right? ”

Hearing Meng Po's question, Hong Ji introduced her there.

"Granny Meng, let me introduce you, this is Su Xiaoyuan, and she is also the sweetheart of Lord Ghost Jun! Xiaoyuan, this is Meng Po! ”

I hurriedly walked over, smiled at Meng Po, and greeted her warmly: "Hello, Meng Po Meng, my name is Su Xiaoyuan, you can just call me Xiaoyuan." ”

"Oh, it turns out that you are the woman that Lord Ghost Jun cares about day and night!" Meng Po looked me up and down, with a kind smile on her face, and after a slight pause, Meng Po continued to ask: "Red girl, Xiaoyuan girl, I don't know what the two of you are talking about when you come to me today?" ”