"Yes, God, drink it......" Liu Eryi also advised, both of them thought that Ouyang Nineteen was unwilling to drink this Meng Po soup.

Just when Meng Po was watching and the two messengers A and B were embarrassed, Ouyang Nineteen opened his eyes slightly, and took the Meng Po soup in Meng Po's hand without saying a word.

"It's so ......bitter" Rao is Ouyang Nineteen, who had suffered a lot in his previous life, couldn't help but feel too bitter when he drank this Meng Po soup, this bitterness was not like the bitterness of Chinese medicine, but like re-experiencing the pain experienced in his life, every time he drank it, Ouyang Nineteen felt more heartache, as if a big hand was holding his heart tightly, tighter and tighter, tighter and tighter...... Inability to breathe.

Ouyang Nineteen felt as if it was going to be difficult to swallow when he was only halfway through the drink, and he couldn't help frowning, his eyes were closed, and he even gritted his teeth!

Chen Yijia and Liu Eryi both frowned when they watched from the side, this was the first time they had seen someone and Meng Po Tang like this! It looks worse than being tortured in 18 ways! Thinking about it, I couldn't help but sweat for Ouyang Nineteen!

Seeing Ouyang Jiu's painful expression, Meng Po seemed to think of something, her expression was slightly sad, but her tone was still so thorough and strange, "This bowl of forgetting sorrows is the tears you shed in this life, or joy, or sadness, or hate, or pain, or sorrow, or love...... The more painful you are in this life, the more bitter this forgetting of sorrow will be, but every sip you drink is to re-experience the pain you have experienced. How can you not be bitter, it is indeed bitter......" Meng Po didn't feel a little stunned when she saw this, after all, this has been in the bridge for more than 200,000 years, and it is the first time she has met such a miserable person.

God, is it really as high and proud as those little ghosts have seen? Fear is only afraid, everyone has his own life, everyone has his own calamity, everyone has his own can't say, can't say, what can I do, right......

Bitter! Pain!

Ouyang Shijiu's only feeling was pain and suffering, and the pain she had experienced for decades in her life was actually unbearable for her to bear while drinking a bowl of decoction and medicine.

It hurts more and more, but it's better to have a long pain than a short pain! Ouyang Nineteen straightened his back, forced himself to ignore the pain of his body and mind, and drank all the remaining Meng Po soup in one big sip!

"Ahem, ahem! cough cough...... "Ouyang Jiu, who drank this Meng Po soup too quickly, almost choked, she handed the empty bowl to Meng Po, and covered the corners of her mouth with her hand.

"I'm done." Ouyang Shijiu, who finished wiping the corners of his mouth, saw that Meng Po did not take the empty bowl, so he emphasized it again.

Meng Po didn't say anything, just glanced at the empty bowl, only to see that the empty bowl slowly weathered and disappeared under Ouyang Nineteen's gaze......

"This ......" Ouyang Nineteen never thought it would be like this, and couldn't help but be a little stunned!

"Everyone has their own life, so everyone's forgetfulness is different, naturally, this bowl is also one per person, and it is different." Meng Po explained lightly that she would never say much about this in the past, maybe she saw Ouyang Nineteen's last few big mouthfuls, so she should take it as a reward for her.

"That's it!" Now that Ouyang Nineteen has drunk all of this forgetfulness, of course Meng Po has to do the right thing, but she can only hear her say slowly, but there seems to be more desolation and less charm in her eyes. "After drinking this bowl of forgetting sorrows, you will be able to forget the pain and sorrow, sorrow and joy in the world, and the old grudges in the past and this life will be forgotten cleanly, and in the next life, you will be a person again, and those who are concerned and hated will be like strangers in the next life.

After Meng Po said this, she paused for a while, stepped forward two steps, looked straight into Ouyang Nineteen's eyes, and whispered as if there was still a hint of hallucination, "The tears of your life have been drunk by you, drink it, you will drink your love for it, now, in your eyes, in your heart, in your mind, the person who has the last memory is your beloved in the next life......"

"Beloved ...... in the afterlife," Ouyang Nineteen muttered. I don't know if it was forgetting worries and dispersing them, or if Meng Po's hallucinatory voice had the effect of seducting people's hearts, Ouyang Nineteen felt dizzy in his head......

Chen Yijia and Liu Eryi stood aside and watched nervously without saying a word, Meng Po's eyes still did not leave Ouyang Nineteen's eyes, only to see that although Ouyang Nineteen was scattered, the figure in his eyes slowly faded, and after a while, his eyes were as clear as a newborn baby.

"Alright." When it was done, Meng Po no longer paid attention to Ouyang Nineteen, turned around and walked to the head of the bridge to lean, waiting for the next reincarnation.

As soon as Meng Po soup was drunk, Chen Yijia and Liu Eryi also led Ouyang 19 to cross the Nai He Bridge.

Ouyang Nineteen drank and forgot his worries, although he forgot his previous life, he still had some impressions along the way in the underworld, and naturally knew that A and B ghosts were two people.

"Which way should I go?" Ouyang Nineteen was stunned when he went up to the Nai He Bridge.

I saw the Nai Ho Bridge, the bridge is divided into three layers, the upper layer is red, the middle layer is yellow, the lowest layer is black, the lower the narrower the more dangerous it is. The river is full of lonely ghosts who cannot be reincarnated, and those ghosts who have drowned are always up and down the bridge or left and right on the bridge, looking for a substitute for themselves, so that they can be reborn. Those who go down the lower floors will be stopped by ghosts, dragged into the filthy waves, bitten by copper snakes and iron dogs, and tortured without relief.

Seeing Ouyang Shijiu's doubts, Liu Eryi explained while leading her to the top floor, "When crossing the Nai He Bridge, those who do good deeds when they are born go to the upper level, those who do good and evil go to the middle level, and those who do evil go to the lowest level. The death of the gods for the common people before his death is the best achievement, and he naturally has to go to the top. ”

"I see...... this is the first time Ouyang Nineteen has seen since he forgot his previous life, and he can't help but feel that there are a lot of rules in this hell.

A and B led Ouyang Nineteen to get off the Nai He Bridge, and they saw a ghost floating in front of them, seeing that the person was neatly dressed and polite, not as poignant as the lonely soul and wild ghost, but this underworld was only rushed to the six realms of reincarnation, and no one had seen anyone go back this way?

Without waiting for Ouyang Nineteen to open his mouth in surprise, Chen Yijia and Liu Eryi looked panicked as if they had seen something terrible!

"After the bridge, there is no turning back, there has never been a ghost turning back for thousands of years, how can there be a reincarnated ghost walking back today!?"

Listening to the tone, Ouyang Nineteen knew that this matter was not trivial! He proposed, "Isn't there a messenger for every ghost when they are reincarnated?" May as well ask him, was the messenger who accidentally lost him so much? ”