The thatched house is not far from me, out of the flowers on the other side, a few steps to the door of the thatched house, the door is crooked with three words, it is traditional, but the general meaning I can still distinguish, it is Meng Po house. I know that every ghost needs to drink a bowl of Meng Po soup before they can step into reincarnation, but what makes me strange is that the folklore says that before they can be reincarnated, they need to be judged by the king of Hades, or they need to go through the torture of the general assembly. In short, people cannot be reincarnated immediately after death.

It was quiet inside the thatched hut, it seemed like an empty room, and I was brave enough to go inside, and there was a table, four chairs, and nothing else. Looking at the name of Meng Po's house, you can see that this is where Meng Po lives, and there is nothing in this house, let alone Meng Po. I think it's an abandoned house, so I lie on the table and want to take a nap. After so much travel, I'm already exhausted.

"Young man, why do you sleep in it, this is not the place for you to sleep, come and drink this bowl of soup." As I was asleep, I suddenly heard an old voice ringing in my ears. When I opened my eyes, there was a wonderful woman standing in front of me, and I looked around to see where there was an old man's voice, but just now I did hear a very old voice.

Without looking for the owner of the voice, I looked at the beauty in front of me, the beauty was wearing a white dress, and the white dress was very classical. The figure of the beautiful woman is concave and convex, her face is delicate like a porcelain doll, and her face is slightly powdered, and the whole person looks like a fairy descending to earth.

The woman in front of me saw me staring at her directly, and she was not angry, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly to give me a charming smile, looking at her smile, I think even if this is just a flower on the other side of beauty.

The beauty of the woman is intoxicating, but such a beautiful style of painting is directly broken by a beautiful woman's words. "Young man, are you old and beautiful?"

The woman who was incredibly beautiful, but the voice of seventy or eighty old Ou came out of her mouth, which made my head a little stunned. Everything in front of me is so weird, no wonder I was awakened by an old voice when I was sleeping, but when I woke up, I couldn't see that it was the old grandmother talking, who would have thought that it was the voice of the young girl in front of me.

Although I was very shocked in my heart, out of politeness, my face became very calm, and I also said to her: "Hello"

The woman in front of me seemed to be satisfied with my performance: "Who are you and why are you in my house." At this time, the woman's voice was clear, where was the old voice just now.

"Ahem~ I came here by accident." Clearing my throat, I said to the woman. My words are half-true, mainly because I don't know whether this woman in front of me is friend or foe.

"Are you Yang? How did you come to me safe and sound on Huangquan Road? The woman circled around me twice, and then thought I asked.

"I'm here in a daze." In the face of his question, I continued to make up nonsense.

"You're lying." In an instant, the woman's voice became cold, and the air around me began to become oppressive.

"I... I'm not lying. "I was under so much pressure that I started to stutter even when I spoke.

"Can you come to my Meng Po House casually? No one can come to me without the guidance of the shadows. What's more, you are a yang person, and the yang is humane and the underworld is fragrant. How many yin ghosts want to take a **, and how difficult it is to wait for a yang person to come to the underworld. How could you have crossed the dark eyes and run to me to run here. Have you lived in vain for thousands of years, and you have listened to your hairy little boy talking nonsense. There was even a hint of anger in the woman's tone.

Looking at the beauty in front of me, I knew that I couldn't lie in front of him, I would definitely be exposed, looking at his soaring anger, I guess if I didn't tell the truth again, Xiao Ming would have to explain here.

"Sister, don't be angry first, I'll be honest."

"I was at school, and somehow strayed into a thick fog, and then came to an avenue, and there were a few people with pointed hats who came to arrest me, they should be what my sister said, but at this time, the fog that brought me here changed." I paused, looked up at the woman, saw that there was no other expression on her face, and I continued.

"The fog swept towards us, and when the shadow saw the fog, he pulled his legs and ran, and I saw that it was certainly not a good thing to scare the shadow away, and I ran after the shadow, and the shadow ran and ran and his body began to float, and I followed behind and grabbed the chain in the hand of the shadow. Then they took me to Wangxiangtai, but when I was in Wangxiangtai, I was seen by more shadows, and then they came after me, and in a hurry I jumped into this sea of flowers. As I spoke, my hand pointed to the sea of flowers not far from the thatched house.

Just as I was saying that I jumped into the sea of flowers on the other side, I noticed that the woman's face in front of me had changed, her lips moved, and when she wanted to say something, she held back.

I saw that she didn't ask what she wanted to ask, so I continued: "Yin Cha followed me into the sea of flowers on the other side, and chased me all the way, and when I heard no movement behind me, I arrived here." That's it. "I made up how I came to Wangxiangtai and then told me the general story.

"You said you jumped into the sea of flowers on the other side? Yin Cha also jumped down with you? The woman asked after a long time.

"Yes." I answered in the affirmative.

"I know you're not lying, I do smell the other side flowers on you." The woman nodded and said.

"Is this the flower of the other side? Does it smell? How I didn't smell anything. I raised my arm and sniffed left and right.

"Poof. Do you know who I am, young man? The woman's quilt looked amused, and her face was no longer as cold as before.

"You claim to be an old man, and you say that you have lived for thousands of years, and you live in this Meng Po house, not Meng Po and no one." I looked at the smiling Meng Po in front of me and said.

"You're smart, too." The woman paused, then continued.

"I've lived here for thousands of years, and I've never had a living person come to me, and every day I look at those ghosts and always wonder what a living person would be like. Now that I see you, I feel that life is still happy. When the woman said this, she felt a little lonely.