An Qianqian followed Yu Wenyong's soul and floated off the ground in a southwesterly direction. She was very strange, where was Yu Wenyong going? Why didn't he say a word? He must not look back! As soon as he turned around, he saw that I was different from Yang Xuewu, so how could I answer him? Should I tell him the truth? But the question is: If I tell him the truth, will he believe it? However, if I don't tell him the truth, isn't it bad! He is already dead, if I don't tell him the truth again, then I-An Qianqian thinks about it, I don't know what to do, and I don't know what to do!

An Qianqian just thought about it while floating behind Yu Wenyong's soul, to be honest, there should have been some impulses in this decision made at the beginning, because time was pressing, so there was no time to think. However, after floating for a long time, she realized that Yu Wenyong had been floating in one direction, neither speaking nor looking back. This discovery of hers made her feel fear from the bottom of her heart! Subconsciously, she looked down, it was okay not to look, and at this look, her hair stood on end. I saw that below them, there were a lot of people, all floating in the southwest direction, and their postures were similar to Yu Wenyong's appearance. And underneath these people, there are many other animals, which are also floating in the same direction. The strange thing is that so many people and animals have been floating quietly in the southwest direction, without the slightest sound. The more she looked, the more nervous she became, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt hairy in her heart. Coldly, she remembered that once in the unit, an older aunt told a story. At that time, I really listened to it as a story, but now that I think about it, it was not a story! I remember that aunt said: People, when they die, they will go from the southwest road. At the end, it is Hades. In the underworld, there are eighteen layers of hell. Those who do bad things will be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell when they reach the underworld, and they will never be able to be reborn! When An Qianqian thought of this, she only had one feeling: that is, she trembled all over, and they all said that whoever was bold and who was cowardly did not encounter anything. Looking at those souls who have been going southwest, she realized: I am also one of these souls! I am also going to the underworld! This impulse just now has put my own life on the line! Now, even if I want to regret it, I have no chance! I really did the stupidest stupid thing! Why? Because, although I came with Yu Wenyong, but. He didn't seem to know that my sacrifice was not worth it? Mom! What have I done?

This way is floating, and An Qianqian is also thinking nonsense all the way. The only thing she found was that she wasn't like those people, she couldn't turn back and couldn't speak. Although, no one spoke to himself along the way. However, she knew that she definitely had the ability to speak. It's also possible to look around with a back look.

An Qianqian followed behind Yu Wenyong. After drifting for most of the day, a very beautiful colored bridge suddenly appeared in front of me, the bridge was so beautiful, it didn't look like a real thing, but some like a painting, hanging there, and most importantly, the bridge could still flutter with the wind! Against the backdrop of the blue sky and white clouds, it was very beautiful and unreal. What makes An Qianqian even more unbelievable is that there are still words floating in the sky above the bridge, which are just like the form of LED in modern society, which is actually rolling. However, at first, An Qianqian was just surprised and curious, but when she saw the words clearly, she stayed in place in fright, and she didn't even dare to come out!

After An Qianqian saw the name of the bridge clearly, her brain was working urgently, thinking of everything she had heard about the bridge. She also clearly knew that as long as she crossed the Nai He Bridge and drank the Meng Po soup, she would go to the underworld! Then I would be a dead man! I can't say why, An Qianqian is not afraid at all now, and even that basic sense of fear is gone. It's like I'm thinking about someone else's business. This kind of mentality is not even expected by An Qianqian himself. Perhaps, if people are really dead, they will be able to face the reality naturally! An Qianqian thought to himself a little self-deprecatingly.

Before An Qianqian could think through it, she was awakened by a crisp scream. I didn't know if I had crossed the Nai He Bridge, and Yu Wenyong in front of me was two steps away from him, drinking water. Looking behind him, he felt that he was very tired and thirsty, and the young and beautiful woman was holding a large bowl, the water in it was so clear, and it was so tempting to walk hungry Yuwen Yong. He drank the big bowl of water without a break. As soon as An Qianqian was excited, her reason was as if she had taken it out of her pocket, and she could use it. A thought immediately came out of her brain, I shouldn't let Yu Wenyong drink it, it wouldn't be Meng Po soup, right? Thinking of this, she hurriedly opened her mouth and shouted loudly: "Yuwen Yong, don't drink, don't drink!" An Qianqian screamed vigorously, but Yu Wenyong in front of him didn't seem to hear it, after drinking the water, he still walked forward, and he didn't even have the image of turning back.

"Why don't you let him drink it? Can you help him relieve his troubles?" the beautiful woman who was carrying the water floated over and questioned An Qianqian very seriously.

"Could it really be Meng Po soup?" An Qianqian did not answer the woman's question, but instead expressed his doubts.

"Yes. Wouldn't it be nice to let him drink it and be relaxed?" the beautiful woman said to An Qianqian seriously.

"Oh, yes, what's the use of remembering, since you can't live back anymore! Why remember!" An Qianqian's brain quickly understood, and his mouth was very clear.

"You're very smart!" the pretty woman actually laughed.

"Then you can bring me a bowl too! An Qianqian figured out what happened to Yuwenyong, and by the way, he figured out his own affairs, rather than being alive and dying, it was better to really die, and to live again. It's not bad to drink Meng Po soup and forget about these annoying things.

"Hehe! you, too, want to drink my Meng Po soup?" the pretty woman laughed out loud. And asked with a smile.

"Yes, I'm going to drink it too, and I want to forget about it!" replied Ann very sincerely.

"Little girl, can you drink my Meng Po soup as anyone wants to?" The beautiful woman not only did not bring water to An Qianqian, but stood there and asked her a little unhappily.

"So what's the matter? Isn't it true that everyone passing by here has to drink?" asked An Qianqian, a little puzzled.

"Little girl, you won't be my Meng Po, this pass is a big car shop, right?" the beautiful woman was immediately angry.

"Mrs. Meng?" An Qianqian made the beautiful woman a little confused. She looked around, where is there a Meng Po?

"Little girl, what are you looking for?" the beautiful woman asked her a little strangely.

"I, you?" the pretty woman asked at once.

"Yes, I'm Meng Po!" the beautiful woman actually smiled, and the smile was so bright.

"Ah, you're Meng Po, but how could you—" An Qianqian's surprise was no less than that of a magnitude 10 earthquake. This is incredible, isn't it? She is the legendary Meng Po? How old is she? No, she must have misunderstood.

"Little girl, what's the matter? Do you still doubt that I am Meng Po?ah?hahaha!"

"But, isn't Mother Meng supposed to be an old man?" An Qianqian tried to phrase her words, for fear of upsetting the beautiful woman.

"I'm an old man, I'm tens of thousands of years old, am I not old?" said the pretty woman, laughing.

"Tens of thousands? this, how is this possible!" An Qianqian whispered in disbelief.

"Little girl, are you thirsty?" the topic of the beautiful woman changed a little quickly, and An Qianqian was still a little uncomfortable all of a sudden.

"Me?" yes, since I arrived in the demon world, no, I think I don't know thirst and hunger since I became a demon. In the past few years, I have stayed in Da Zhou, although I eat every day, but that is to eat, because I don't need these things to nourish my body at all! Now when the woman asked, she really didn't know how to answer.

"Then why do you want to drink Meng Po soup?" the pretty woman asked again.

"I-" An Qianqian still couldn't speak, she just felt that she was particularly wronged, but she couldn't say her grievances to anyone.

"Little girl, do you feel very wronged?" The beautiful woman glanced back at Yu Wenyong, who had already walked away, and asked thoughtfully.

"I-" An Qianqian was asked by this beautiful woman, and the tears of grievance poured down.

"Alright, alright. If you are wronged, then Yang Xuewu will not be able to succumb to death!" The beautiful woman's words stopped crying at once.

"Yang Xuewu?" An Qianqian was really familiar with this name.

"Yes, all these years, you have been occupying her body, so that she can only float in the underworld, and no one feels bent, are you still embarrassed to bend?" said the beautiful woman with a serious face.

"But, I can't help it! I don't want to take possession of her, won't I pay her back today!" An Qianqian said helplessly.

"yes, then what are you doing here?" the beautiful woman's words changed and asked An Qianqian.

"I, I don't know where else I can go!" An Qianqian felt a burst of sadness again. I cried again. (To be continued......)