Feng Yu breathed a sigh of relief and looked ahead, he didn't know if there was anything after the bridge, he just remembered that the bridge was the final destination.

Except for that Meng Po.

Feng Yu looked at Meng Po Pavilion, inside is the most mysterious Meng Po here, no one knows where she comes from, what the purpose is, only a bowl of Meng Po soup per person, for everyone to forget this life.

Feng Yu did not choose to go to Meng Po Tang Pavilion, but walked towards a place of nothingness.

But there must be something behind the bridge, otherwise why would this place be obscured by fog and make it impossible for people to see?

Fengyu said that the fog was moving forward, even if he couldn't see the road ahead, but as long as he remembered the way he came, as long as he remembered, he wouldn't get lost here.

As I walked, there was a feeling of breaking through the fog and seeing the moon, and the fog around me dissipated, and a path appeared in front of me, which looked ancient, and the black earth was filled with some kind of mystery.

Perhaps, this is the way out.

Fengyu thought to himself.

He looked at the dilapidated and ancient path, and was about to step in, when suddenly a voice sounded behind him.

"Do you really want to step into here?"

Feng Yu turned around, and an old woman was standing behind him with her body bent and holding an oil lamp in her hand.

Feng Yu was startled and looked at the Meng Po Pavilion next to him, and the door was opened.

"You're Meng Po?"

Feng Yu was silent for a moment, a little confused about her thoughts, so he asked.

"It's me."

Meng Po nodded, "The world says that my Meng Po soup is made with human souls, but they don't know that his recipe is actually very simple. ”

Feng Yu frowned, why did he say this to himself, but he still listened patiently, because he felt that Meng Po seemed to have something to say to him.

"What's the recipe?"

"The real recipe of Meng Po soup is actually very simple, with eight kinds of tears as a guide, one drop of raw tears, two money old tears, three points of bitter tears, four cups of regret tears, five inches of lovesick tears, six cups of sick tears, seven feet of parting tears, this eighth taste is my sad tears."

Feng Yu was stunned, he didn't expect the legendary Meng Po soup to be human tears, but he really didn't expect it.

"Why rush to leave, why don't you take a look at your past and present lives?"

Meng Po staggered towards Fengyu.

Feng Yu's nerves suddenly tensed, this old woman is Meng Po, he seems to have found out that he is not a dead person, otherwise why bother talking so much to himself, he would have poured soup on himself a long time ago.

The strange thing is that Meng Po just passed by Fengyu and hung the oil lamp in her hand on the bridge, and the pale yellow halo spread out like a picture scroll, forming a bright yellow boundary.

Feng Yu looked at her quietly and didn't speak, she wanted to see what this Meng Po was going to do.

"Everyone is a soul body, and they will go through a variety of different lives, and no matter what changes you have, your soul will not change."

Meng Po raised her head, revealing a wrinkled face like tree bark, and her smile looked more like crying.

"And I, I can smell the soul."

"Come on, feel it, your past life."

Meng Po stretched out her right hand and waved it lightly beside her, a huge stone, which looked very ordinary, and it was estimated that she would not take a second look at it in real life.

But here, especially the one who appeared next to Meng Po, it was obvious that it had been hiding before.

There must be something magical about it.

Feng Yu thought for a while, there would be a stone in the Nai He Bridge, but he really didn't remember it.

"What is this?"

Fengyu asked.

"This? You don't know? ”

Meng Po was a little surprised, smiled, but still patiently replied, "This is the Sansheng Stone, which records all your past and present lives, everyone sees it differently, and you can only see your own experience when you face the stone." ”

Feng Yu hesitated, "You want me to take a look at my past life?" ”

"That's right."

Meng Po replied.

Feng Yu was silent, he didn't know what Meng Po was planning, why did he let himself use the Sansheng Stone, could it be that she would get some kind of benefit?

Seeing that Feng Yu didn't agree immediately, Meng Po was not in a hurry, she didn't say anything and just waited patiently.

Fengyu was silent for a long time, he didn't want to agree, but there was no choice, he could only do this, everything was due to lack of strength.

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"All fear comes from a lack of strength."

"If you give him a Gatling, one of them will be ashes."

Feng Yu said calmly, "Yes, but I have one condition. ”

"You say."

Meng Po didn't refuse, which made Feng Yu even more hesitant, what is the role of the Sansheng Stone, a Meng Po who would not have said a word to herself actually talked to herself so much?

Meng Po saw Fengyu's expression change, and smiled slightly, "Don't think so much, it's just that I saw an old man and have some memories." ”

Seeing this, Feng Yu couldn't say anything more, and asked again, "What should I do?" ”

"Don't do anything, just be ahead now."

Feng Yu nodded, walked to the stone in response, and looked at this magical three-life stone, all the people who saw it were souls after death, except for himself, who was still a living person.

Something strange happened, the originally calm Sansheng Stone suddenly began to tremble, and the amplitude of the vibration became larger and larger, and as time passed, drops of blood slowly flowed out of the cracks in the stone, gradually covering the entire stone.

Feng Yu was a little surprised, and didn't understand why this happened, or was it the same for everyone else?

Feng Yu looked at Meng Po, but the latter looked calm, as if he had expected it, and it seemed that everything was normal.

Seeing that the stone was shaking more and more violently, and there was a faint feeling that it was about to shatter, Meng Po suddenly stretched out her old arm and pressed it lightly on the stone, and the stone immediately calmed down.

Feng Yu had no expression on his face, but in his heart he was jealous of this Meng Po again, and he calmed down the stone abnormally with just one hand.

Meng Po was silent and didn't speak, Feng Yu didn't speak when he saw this, and the two of them were silent all the time.

After a long time, Meng Po suddenly smiled and raised her head to look at Feng Yu, "Sure enough, my old friend is still like that, he still looks like he is the only one, so there is no one in his eyes, even I am guarding against it." ”

Feng Yu was a little puzzled, and he didn't see his past life, but Meng Po suddenly said an old friend.

Feng Yu couldn't help but ask, "Who are you talking about?" ”

Meng Po shook her head, "If my guess is correct, you are now involved in an incident, and I can't tell you about it, otherwise I will be contaminated with cause and effect." ”

Feng Yu was stunned in his heart, "Involved in an incident?" Is it worth talking about the rules? ”

Could it be that Meng Po's old friend is referring to the rules behind the strange talk?

If that's true, then she has some ill intentions about her purpose.

"Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you, you have traces of my old friend, otherwise I would have to let you taste the taste of Meng Po soup today."

Meng Po grinned, and her obviously kind face sounded very cold.

"In that case, how do I get out of here?"

Feng Yu was silent for a moment and asked again.

"Getting out of here? Hahaha, there is a way, but I don't know if you dare to go. ”

"How?" Feng Yu took a deep breath and asked.

"Do you know, coming to this underworld is not just a way to pass the ghost gate, in fact, there are several entrances to enter."

"What!?"

Feng Yu was stunned for a moment, and exclaimed in disbelief.

There is even an entrance, in addition to the ghost gate, there are other entrances to the underworld.

"The trail I just saw......"

Feng Yu suddenly remembered the slightly dilapidated path just now.

Meng Po smiled, "That way, if you go to you, you will definitely die, there is the residence of the Wheel King, one of the Ten Hall Yama Kings, hehe, it is the power responsible for sending souls to reincarnation." ”

Feng Yu is clear, the Wheel King, fortunately he didn't go over.

"I see, so, I hope to tell you which roads are."

Feng Yu stared at her tightly, his eyes looking expectant.

"Don't worry, this first one is naturally the ghost gate, as the first pass to the underworld, you are said to be you, and even a mosquito can't get out."

"If you want to get out of the ghost gate, it's a thought, eighteen ghost kings are enough for you to drink a pot."

"Secondly, it is the mountain of Dushuo, on the peach tree."

"The Mountain of Dushuo?"

Feng Yu's eyes showed a look of confusion, he had never heard of this place.

"Other than that is the path of the candle and two small places that are not worth mentioning, you just need to leave from this sacred peach tree."

"It is said that you can't get in and out of the underworld, but in fact, as long as you are good enough, then no one can stop you."

"These places are places that can be entered except for the Ghost Gate, and the deployment of troops is relatively scarce, and you can enter and exit."

"As for how to find it, this is for you, it's up to you whether you can leave alive or not, I've done my best."

Meng Po suddenly quickened her tone, threw Feng Yu a yellowed drawing, and then said, "Leave quickly, go this way, don't stay here." ”

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"Ah, I didn't expect Fengyu to be so powerful, even related to the underworld?"

"What do you mean by multiple friends and multiple roads, see it, this is the pinnacle!"

"Meng Po looks so kind, like my grandmother."

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Chen Su looked at Lao Feng, "Which places are Meng Po talking about, do we really have them here?" ”

Lao Feng hesitated a little, "If what Meng Po said is true, then it is indeed possible to reach the Hades, because these places do exist, but the key problem is that we don't know how to enter." ”

"Look."

Lao Feng took out a book from the thick stack of materials, and when everyone looked at it, the corners of their mouths twitched, and it was a folklore, so academic research couldn't be more rigorous.

Lao Feng skillfully opened the book and turned to a certain page, and everyone stepped forward, and sure enough, they saw several entrances on it.