Li Jianguo's idea is very simple.

There's never way I'm really going to pick that grass. If he is the Li Jianguo they imagined, then it must be no problem, but now that he is a waste wood Li Jianguo, you can't catch up with the distance of black and white impermanence, and you will definitely have no fun.

It's just that I'm sorry Cui Ling, no one can save him......

Li Jianguo became indignant again.

I was thinking that I couldn't live with Cui Ling! It's not like I want to kill him! Isn't it yourself who is most sorry for you? Cui Ling, that guy is going to kill me, even if I really give him a blow!

I'm a heavenly official! For you to run around so much, saddle up the horse and solve so many problems, how can it be said that it is hard work!

It's just that I was implicated in Cui Ling's matter, except for Lord Bao, everyone else began to doubt me!

The more Li Jianguo thought about it, the more angry he became, anger rose from his heart, and evil was born to the side of his guts! With a big hand, I picked up my chopsticks and buried myself in cooking!

Li Jianguo chewed a mouthful of meat as if venting, thinking back to his short career as a celestial official, an inexplicable grievance came to his heart, and before he could adjust his emotions, tears the size of beanbeads began to ring in his eyes.

Don't...... Is it really fate to be like this?

Thinking of his short career as a substitute for the dead, now that the curtain is about to end, Li Jianguo can't control it anymore, and his tears fall into the dish like a broken thread, and the already slightly salty meal is now starting to be bitter.

As the saying goes, men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't reached the sad place.

Seeing this, the waiter next to him couldn't help but be touched, he gently walked behind Li Jianguo and put his hand on Li Jianguo's shoulder.

Li Jianguo felt the warmth he hadn't felt for a long time, and slowly turned his head with a mouth full of cheeks.

The waiter said:

"You can't settle the bill, poor ghost."

Li Jianguo cursed in his heart, fortunately he had been prepared, and he took out the sketch of the Nine Netherworld Illusion Grass that Qing Xian had drawn for him just now from his arms, lowered his head and continued to cook, and said coldly: "When the fifth princess of the dynasty is really written, is it not enough for you to pay for a meal?" ”

The waiter was taken aback, took the painting, looked at it carefully from head to toe, and looked at Li Jianguo in surprise.

picked up Li Jianguo.

Several waiters immediately came over to restrain Li Jianguo, and the waiter led by him said disdainfully: "Now there are so many new moves to eat overlord meals?" Where did the sour literati dare to lie about Mobao! Drag it out, beat it up and throw it outside! ”

Seeing that he was being dragged forward, Li Jianguo hurriedly shouted:

"I'm a heavenly official, let go of me, let go of me!"

"I'm sorry, return to the heavenly official, get out! Lao Tzu will cure your neurosis today! ”

Li Jianguo was thrown out of the way, and when he left, he desperately dragged a chicken leg from the table and stuffed it into his mouth, only to feel that his butt was kicked and he fell down the steps lightly.

He sat on the ground in disheveled clothes, looking at the sky, and the ink was gloomy. Several passers-by walked past Li Jianguo in disgust.

Li Jianguo smiled bitterly.

The guest of the Ten Palaces of Hades, the former guest of the Black and White Impermanence Hall.

Monkey King is called a brother, and Zhenyuan Daxian is short and long.

After all, it's just a dream.

In the end, it is still no match for fate, what is the future is uncertain, and the fate of the dead ghost is already doomed from the beginning.

Li Jianguo felt that the chicken leg in his hand was also tasteless, so he took a few more bites, stood up, looked around blankly, and looked for a garbage can.

Lightheaded.

Li Jianguo only felt that his feet were hanging in the air, and he was lifted up, and then placed firmly on a hard shoulder.

Li Jianguo was a little dazed, and looked sideways at the stone head beside him.

"It's all in your hands? Why are you here? ”

With Li Jianguo in his hands, he gently untied the red knot on the back of his hand, and said while unraveling: "Come to find my pet, little meat and eggs." ”

On the other side of the shoulder, the three little ones poked their heads out in a chatter: "And us!" And us! ”

He handed the knot on the back of his hand to Li Jianguo, turned his head and squinted his eyes and began to look for direction: "This is for you, you did a good job, little meat ball." Worthy of a big red flower. ”

Li Jianguo was a little at a loss, he carefully took the knot, and at the same time had to admit the fact in his heart: the knot made by the three little ones is really better than himself, and his ability to do it himself is not as good as the three stones!

Li Jianguo held the knot in his palm, and after a long time, he changed it to Jun in his hand, and muttered: "This is what your brothers gave you, and it is most suitable for you to bring it." You don't need to follow me, although it has nothing to do with me, but soon Hades will come to arrest me, and you will be implicated if you follow me. ”

As if he was thinking, he stopped his movements, and then said calmly, "I don't remember anything to do with me and the underworld. I'm just in a relationship with you. ”

Li Jianguo was a little ashamed: what a good big stone, he actually lied to him in the first place......

It's all in the mastery, Jun's calm voice rumbled from the lower right of himself:

"Now, where are we going?"

Li Jianguo raised his head, looked back at the Hades, and glanced at the glorious Hades Hotel.

Li Jianguo remembered Huang Si.

Huang Si is no longer by his side now, and he goes to investigate the Lonely Soul Box alone.

Huang Si had said that he trusted me very much, but now that the Three Realms are in great trouble, he really can't help much.

I don't know how many orphans will be born in Hades......

Li Jianguo accepted the idea of believing in the horse, looked at the dark night in front of him where the torches could not be lit, and made up his mind.

"Let's go, get out of Hades."

In this way, they disappeared all the way into the sea of people, and since then there has been no news, but in the underworld, the legend of Li Jianguo's subjugation of the dragon and the tiger is occasionally sung. He is already a legend. ”

Li Jianguo was making up such a voiceover in his head, and then the voiceover was interrupted by a more crisp and pleasant voice:

"Lord Li, the hospitality is not good, there is a loss of welcome, I don't know what happened to Lord Li at this time?"

All in the mastery Jun took Li Jianguo to turn around, and Li Jianguo looked at the graceful figure wrapped in a black robe from the bright lights of the hotel.

It's Meng Po.

Li Jianguo smiled miserably: "It's nothing." Master Meng Po, the Three Realms are in trouble, but I can't help much, and I'm deeply ashamed. Alas, if I could have half of your power, even if it was the power of your god of memory, I wouldn't be ......"

Li Jian's Chinese tone paused.

…… Wait a minute.

Meng Po is...... The god of memory!

Something lit up in Li Jianguo's eyes.

He suddenly jumped off Meng Po's shoulder, didn't have time to tidy up his clothes, ran to Meng Po in two steps, and excitedly took Meng Po's hand:

"Meng Po, quick, come with me!"

Meng Po was puzzled: "Master Li, who are you?" ”

"Explain on the way, fast, it's all in your hands, take us away, the faster the better!"

……

Day 3, 15:47 p.m.

Meng Po was suddenly pushed into the bedroom where Cui Ling was by Li Jianguo, where there were Bao Zheng and Black and White Impermanence, and Qing Xian had already gone to deal with other things.

Although Bao Zheng was puzzled, he still hurriedly got up and prepared to salute, Li Jianguo waved his hand at Bao Zheng: "Lord Bao, time is urgent, so I won't be polite, Cui Ling, are you okay now?" ”

Bao Zheng shook his head: "Lord Xie and Lord Fan are taking turns to stabilize Cui Ling's Origin God with their true qi, shouldn't Lord Li go to pick the Nine Nether Illusion Grass, could it be that it has been picked back now?" ”

Li Jianguo didn't answer, he pushed Meng Po to Cui Ling's bed, then remembered something, retreated a few steps back, and said to Bao Zheng: "The development of things is not my intention, but I won't mention it." Now I ask you, if I can't save Cui Ling, but I save the Three Realms, can I be free? ”

Although Bao Zheng was a little puzzled, he also nodded calmly: "The merit is greater than the fault." Cui Ling's sins, according to normal law, will not escape death. If Master Li can really save the Three Realms, it will definitely be a major meritorious service, and he should be rewarded according to the law. ”

Li Jianguo waited for this, then threw down his guarantee, took two steps forward, and said to Meng Po: "Master Meng Po, what I told you on the way, do you understand?" ”

Meng Po looked at Cui Ling on the bed, still hesitant: "Lord Li, Meng Po soup has never been drunk by creatures other than souls, and Lord Cui has not yet become a soul, I don't know what his reaction will be when he drinks it, and whether it will have an effect......

Hei Wuchang was shocked when he heard this, and sat up from the edge of the bed suddenly, only to feel dizzy for a while, and staggered down again.

The energy consumed to stabilize Cui Ling's Yuan Shen was huge, and even these two Hades generals now had a sense of detachment.

Hei Wuchang closed his eyes and shook his head, and then anxiously asked Li Jianguo, "Drink Meng Po soup?" Isn't his memory all cleared? At present, relying on the two of us, we can still stabilize his primordial spirit, but if the memory is cleared, then all our efforts will be in vain! ”

Li Jianguo was about to explain the identity of Meng Po's God of Memory, but Meng Po immediately gave Li Jianguo a look, and Li Jianguo accepted his voice knowingly.

Others, they don't know that Meng Po is the god of memory, right? They also don't know the mechanism of action of Meng Po soup.

Meng Po told herself that the essence of Meng Po soup is actually to copy the memories of the people who drink the soup into his own mind, so as long as Cui Ling drinks the soup, his memory can go to Meng Po's brain, and then he can retrieve the location of the Three Realms Annihilation Soul!

This is also the plan that Li Jianguo explained to Meng Po on the way. Li Jianguo asked Meng Po: "Master Meng Po, what do you think are the odds of winning this plan?" ”

Meng Po lowered her head and pondered for a moment: "I will do my best, I will adjust the formula, although there is no precedent before, but after all, I am also a thousand-year-old god, and the odds of winning may be more than ninety percent." ”

"The odds are big enough, so please hurry up."

"Give me ten minutes." Meng Po then pulled out to a separate compartment and began to prepare her Meng Po soup.

Everyone still looked at Li Jianguo and Meng Po in confusion, and the black and white impermanence did not seem to relax the vigilance against Li Jianguo at all.

Li Jianguo paced around the room with a heavy heart.

In doing so, although all the annihilation souls in the Three Realms can be detected, there is still an obvious drawback: Cui Ling will still die, and he will still have to bear the charge of murder in prison.

But at least the Three Realms are saved!

At least I'm saved!

Li Jianguo remembered the words of Zhen Yuanzi's clone, about the part where his fate was closely related to the fate of the Three Realms.

Is that what he's referring to?

90% probability...... That wouldn't happen to you, would it?

Just thinking about it, Meng Potang walked out of the side room with a cup of slightly reddened reagents.

"It doesn't follow the normal Meng Po soup making process, and there are no condiments, so it shouldn't be particularly delicious......"

Li Jianguo then Meng Po escorted her to the bedside: "It's all this time, what kind of bicycle do you want, Lord Xie, trouble, lift Cui Ling up, Master Fan, you continue to protect Cui Ling Yuanshenang!" Don't fall short! ”

Cui Ling's lips were broken, and the liquid flowed down between his teeth.

Meng Po suddenly frowned.

Li Jianguo was taken aback: "What's the matter, Master Meng?" ”

Meng Po replied with difficulty: "Cheng...... Succeeded......"

"Why do you ...... this expression?"

"Cui Ling is a god, and his memory lasts for hundreds of years, and I have never received such a huge amount of memory at once before...... Don't worry, let me ...... slowly."

Meng Po sat at a table next to her, frowning, one hand gently caressing her temple.

"Master Fan, don't let go, wait for Meng Po to tell us all the annihilation soul points, we can only give up Cui Ling's Yuan Shen after we eradicate them one by one, before that, don't ......"

……

Li Jianguo's shouts in the room became thinner and thinner, as if through a thick water curtain, gradually drifting away.

Cui Ling's memory is like a bottomless lake, drowning Meng Po's consciousness in it. Meng Po has never seen such a rich amount of memories and emotions, and under normal circumstances, the amount of memory of a normal person is only about the same as a glass of water.

Meng Po steadied her breathing, adjusted her mind, looked at the bottom of the dark memory, and plunged into it.