"Let's get here, cross the bridge by ourselves. ”

Black and white impermanence escorted Cui Shi all the way to the end of Huangquan Road, where a calm river blocked the way.

The river ......

Cui Shi glanced at it, and immediately felt goosebumps all over his body—if the soul body also had goosebumps.

Lethe River?

Cui Shi knew its name, but it was obviously the first time he had seen it. Perhaps, I have seen it countless times in my previous life, but because of that magical bowl of Meng Po soup, I have long forgotten these encounters.

The water of the Lechuan River glowed with blood, not the red of blood, but dark red and even a little yellow, which made people think of abscesses in the flesh and blood, and those disgusting pus and blood were mixed together to form a sickly color, which made people sick and nauseous at a glance.

The river was silent, without any ripples, but if you looked closely, you could see that there were dense unknown strange insects and snakes swimming in the river, bringing gusts of fishy wind to the face.

Cui Shi subconsciously took a few steps back, this drinking water was too terrifying, and he didn't want to let this disgusting thing get on his body at all.

"Let's get on the bridge. ”

Bai Wuchang urged.

Cui Shi took his eyes back from the Lechuan River, a narrow and steep bridge on the river, of course, it was the legendary Nahe Bridge.

Nai He Bridge, which should be taken from the meaning of "helpless", is used as a metaphor for the regret and helplessness of one's own wishes when people are reincarnated.

This bridge ...... Don't you dare to cultivate wider? Lord Yama shouldn't be short of money!

We burn how many billions and billions, although the inflation in the prefecture is serious, but it should not be poor to reason.

"Don't worry, the bridge is narrow, but it's good at distinguishing between good and evil. The ghosts of the wicked will always fall into the river, but the souls of the good will be unimpeded. ”

Bai Wuchang saw Cui Shi's hesitation, and pushed him with a smile, Cui Shi stepped on the Nai He Bridge with one foot, and there was no turning back.

I'm going to ask Lord Yama for the soul of Xiaohe's family, how can I be afraid of this little Lechuan River!

Cui Shi must have walked steadily on the Nai He Bridge in his heart, and sure enough, there was no danger, and he passed this not too long journey in a short time.

After getting off the bridge, Cui Shi looked left and right, and sure enough, he saw that there was a stone at the head of the bridge that was as smooth as a mirror, and it seemed that many people often touched it to form such an appearance, could it be the legendary Sansheng Stone?

If you touch the Sansheng Stone, you can see your past life and present life, is it true?

Cui Shi couldn't help but be curious, and stepped forward to touch it......

I can't see anything!

Not this one?

Cui Shi touched left and right, and touched up and down, it turned out that every stone was not simple......

It's strange, there are a total of seven or eight stones on this bridge, and my brother has touched them one by one, where is the past life and this life?

After a long delay, Cui Shi really couldn't find the location of Sansheng Stone, could it be demolished?

Did you move to the Lookout Terrace?

Looking up, there was indeed an earthen platform not far ahead.

I don't know what Meng Po looks like, it is said that it is the Meng Jiang girl who cried down the Great Wall, because she couldn't find her husband's bones, in order to forget these painful memories, she boiled Meng Po soup that could forget all memories. Later, God remembered this deep emotion and allowed her not to enter reincarnation, and specially boiled Meng Po soup by the Nai He Bridge, so that all the ghosts before reincarnation forgot everything in their previous lives.

Cui Shi no longer bothered about the matter of Sanshengshi, and walked forward.

"Come on, come on, old woman has a good bowl of soup here, can you taste it?"

An old voice came, and there was a white-haired old woman with a rickety under the Wangxiang platform, holding a cane in one hand to support her figure, and a bowl of steaming soup in the other, and diligently persuading Cui Shi to drink the soup.

You can't drink this thing!

In case there are any sequelae left behind, important memories are lost, it is a loss.

Cui Shi shook his head and said with a smile: "Thank you, don't drink it." ”

"Hehehehehehe......"

Meng Po laughed softly, the new ghosts here, at least nine and a half out of ten, were unwilling to drink the bowl of soup she handed over.

Except for those who are truly heartbroken and want to discard their memories, most people feel that experience is wealth and are not willing to erase it with Meng Po soup.

But this bowl of soup is not an option, but a must!

Meng Po has been doing this work for thousands of years, and there are a hundred ways to make the new ghosts drink Meng Po soup before entering reincarnation.

was about to use his means, looking at the little guy who had just come over and was about to be reincarnated, Meng Po was suddenly stunned.

Syllable!

I threw away the crutches first, and my trembling body didn't tremble, and the old appearance I pretended to be before was all an illusion! Reaching out and rubbing my eyes, and then looking at it fixedly, Meng Po was like seeing a ghost, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably—this time, she trembled completely from the heart.

Of course, there is nothing to be afraid of seeing ghosts, even in the entire underworld, Meng Po is also the most ghostly, and her work for thousands of years is to see ghosts!

However, this time the ...... came

Meng Po trembled so badly that the Meng Po soup in her hand was unstable and spilled all over the ground.

"If you don't drink it, can you?"

Cui Shi was a little strange, thinking that I am not afraid of ghosts, what are you afraid of me doing? Even if you are really Meng Jiangnu, I am not Qin Shi Huang!

"Yes, yes!"

Meng Po was full of excitement, and hurriedly got out of the way, never mentioning the matter of drinking soup.

Cui Shi was a little strange, but he was not in a hurry to leave, scratched his head and asked, "You...... Are you afraid of me?"

"Of course!"

Meng Po blurted out, and the painful memories of hundreds of years ago suddenly came out, but she quickly changed her words: "No......, no, no! What's the matter?"

Immortals?

Cui Shi is even more confused, now he looks like a ghost, and it takes a lot of effort to float around the kang, where does he look like a god?

Mistaken person?

Uh, no, did you recognize the wrong ghost?

Cui Shi simply made a mistake and said in a deep voice: "Who is in charge of the six reincarnations?"

"This ...... Recently, it happened to be Judge Cui on duty. ”

Meng Po bowed respectfully and replied, as if the other party's question was a matter of course.

Judge Cui, it's my family!

Cui Shi thought to himself that he couldn't write two Cui characters with one stroke, so it shouldn't be a big problem to make it convenient.

"Where's Judge Cui?"

"Right in front, the smaller room next to the Yama Palace......"

"Thank you!"

Cui Shi looked at the Meng Po soup that had been spilled in her hand, and really didn't understand why she scared this old woman into looking like this. But it's important to get down to business, since Judge Cui is in charge of the six reincarnations, it's just right, maybe you can also take a look at the legendary book of life and death by the way.

Look at how much benefit I have recently gained from the bragged special cooking of the old monk Jinchi, and now my yang life should be how many years.