"It should be a fairy trapped by love. Yin Cang laughed, and a touch of disapproval crossed his eyes. In this world, whether it is the men of the mortal world, the male demons and demons of the puppet realm, or the male ghosts of the underworld, who can escape the shackles of love?"

"Looking at this situation, could it be that the immortal favorite has been degraded?" Jin Hong asked.

Later, I heard the maids of Meng Po God talk in private, saying that the woman was also a god in the heavenly realm, and for some reason she was degraded, and she had just finished drinking Meng Po soup under the stage and was being sent to the Liudao Bridge. No, the white-shirted fairy chased after him from the heavenly realm, wanting to bring the woman back. There was both envy and regret in the eyes of the captain, and he said: "The white-shirted fairy failed to recover the woman, but was frozen in place by the suddenly frozen Lechuan River. The incident happened suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, the old man saw that the surface of the Lechuan River turned white, and the old man, the white-shirted fairy, and the boat in his hand were frozen in ice. ”

When Yincang heard his father-in-law's story, he was shocked for no reason. There seems to be something similar to someone's experience!"What happened later?"

Later, it wasn't until the woman disappeared at the end of the Liudao Bridge that the ice on the surface of the Lethe River melted instantly. The white-shirted fairy couldn't catch up with the woman, so he watched the woman go to the reincarnation path, and then hugged his head and cried on the old man's boat, crying so much that his eyes were bleeding. The captain sighed lamentingly.

Jin Hong was thrilled when he heard this, and his eyes couldn't help but widen. Although he didn't understand what love was, looking at the behavior of this white-shirted fairy, how deep the feelings must be to be like this!"What happened later?"

Yincang wanted to ask, but when he heard Jin Hong's voice, he didn't say anything more, but looked at Dinggong with his eyes.

Later, he jumped into the Lethe River, soaked for three days and three nights, and was eaten by the evil ghosts in the river, and his body was bruised and his divine power was lost, but fortunately, he was finally rescued by the two immortals who came later. "Justice.

"Later, what else did you hear?" Yin Cang asked tightly.

"Later, it was a long, long time, and it was estimated that there were two or three thousand years of time! The old man had already gone to the Posa River to ferry. Inadvertently, I heard a soul crossing the river say that there was a fairy in the Heavenly Realm Moon Divine Mansion who made a mistake, as if it was related to the woman who was chasing by the white-shirted fairy, and was sent to the lower realm to accompany her. "Justice.

"Huh?" After hearing this, Yincang was shocked in his heart, but he couldn't help but smile imperceptibly. It seems that he should not admit his mistake!

Jin Hong asked: "Old boatman, you should have heard a lot of stories about passing ghosts every day walking on this river, right?

After hearing this, the captain looked at Jin Hong with a smile and said, "You little wolf, you are quite curious. ”

Little wolf?!, he called him little wolf. When Jin Hong heard this, his face was full of surprise, and he looked at the captain for a while. What is the origin of this captain? He said that he ferried more than 100 Jiazi in this underworld, but is it true?

Seeing Jin Hong's face full of shock, the captain took off a wine jug from his waist disapprovingly, poured a few sips into his mouth, and stretched out his tongue to scoop all the wine stains dripping from his lips into his mouth.

Yin Cang looked at the actions of his father-in-law, and a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in his heart. Why does this wine smell so familiar?

"Hey, it's here. Pay the rest of the Immortal Yuan!"

Just when Yincang and Jin Hong were stunned, they heard the captain say this again. Yincang was the first to come back to his senses, quickly took out the Shen Yuan and handed it to the captain, pulled Jin Hong to jump on the other side of the Posa River, and hurriedly walked in the direction of Yuwangtai.

After Yincang and Jin Hong walked a few steps, they seemed to remember something, and hurriedly turned around and looked in the direction of the Bosa River, only to see the smoke on the surface of the Bosa River, where could they still see the trace of Shicai's ferryman and his boat?" "What we met just now should be Yang Dianjun, one of the ghost emperors in the north. ”

"Yang Dianjun? Jin Hong's face was dazed, and after a moment, he exclaimed: "Oh no, Your Highness, he found out where we came from." ”

Yincang thought for a while and said, "But for the rest, he didn't say anything." I'm afraid I want to know what we're here for!"

"What should I do, Your Highness?" Jin Hong asked as he looked at Yincang a little nervously.

"Don't panic, just when we're here to enjoy the landscape. Yincang turned around and walked forward.

Jin Hong glanced back at the smoky river again, and followed Yincang's side nervously.

Forget the stage.

The light and shadow of the whole palace are scorching, and there are many ghost officials, ghost errands, and female envoys who come and go in the corridors, halls, palaces, etc., although they are busy, they are in order.

On the big chair in the main hall reclined a woman in gorgeous clothes with a good posture and a pale complexion, and the woman closed her eyes slightly, as if she was recuperating. Beside her stood a female envoy who gently shook the fan, the female envoy combed a double screw bun, born delicate and lovely, and looked like she was in the middle of twenty-eight years.

"Xiao Zhao, how many reincarnated souls were sent over there today?" the woman suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Returning to the Lord, three today. The female envoy who was called "Xiao Zhao" by the woman hurriedly responded.

This female envoy's real name is Zhaoling, and she is a close attendant by Meng Po's side. And the woman who was called the "Lord of Alcohol" by Zhaoling was Meng Po. Everyone in the world thinks that Meng Po is a rickety old woman, but they don't know that this is just the form of Meng Po when she stepped on the Liudao Bridge after sending the reincarnated soul to drink the drunken soup.

After hearing this, Meng Po slowly opened her eyes, sat up straight, and straightened her sideburns. "When will they be delivered?"

"Today is not one every hour, one every three hours, and one every three minutes. Zhaoling said word for word.

When Meng Po heard this, she seemed to be accustomed to such rebirths. "What time is this?"

"It's a quarter past noon. Zhaoling said softly: "Lord Xu, do you want to rest for a while, or do you want to eat something?"

Meng Po pondered for a moment and said, "No need, I'll go and see the soul that has not been reincarnated from time to time." Tell the ghost officials to do as is customary. ”

"Yes, Lord Drunk. Hearing this, Zhaoling put down the fan in his hand and hurriedly walked out of the hall. After a little leaning, Zhaoling returned to Meng Po's side.

"How?" asked Meng Po sideways.

"The ghosts know it. Zhaoling said.

Meng Po bowed slightly, stood up, and stretched out her hand to tidy up the wrinkles on her clothes, but she heard Zhaoling say softly beside her: "Master, slave come." ”

Meng Po immediately put down her raised hand and let Zhaoling help tidy up the complicated skirt.

"Master, the slave doesn't quite understand. Zhaoling finished taking care of Meng Po's clothes, raised his eyes and peeked at the expressionless Meng Po, and asked in a low voice.

"I don't understand what I don't understand?" Meng Po held Zhaoling's wrist, her face was not shocked, and she walked towards the outside of the hall.

"The slave doesn't quite understand why the lord is dressed today?, is it because of the three new souls?"

When Meng Po heard this, she chuckled and said, "Naturally not." ”

When Zhaoling heard this, he was slightly surprised, and hurriedly asked, "What is that?"

Meng Po raised her hand and touched Zhaoling's little head, and said, "You will know when the time comes." ”

Zhaoling saw that Meng Po was reluctant to speak, and it was inconvenient to ask any more questions, so he had to hold all his curiosity in his heart, itching like ants crawling. When Meng Po saw Zhaoling's appearance, she didn't feel embarrassed.

Zhaoling followed Meng Po to the reincarnation gallery room, and saw that the three souls that had just been sent from Wangxiangtai by the ghost officials of the Five Palaces were locked in one room with a happy or sad face. After that, they only waited for Meng Po's bowl of drunken soup, and after the soup was drunk, Meng Po would personally send it to the rebirth pavilion, and then go up to the Liudao Bridge, until the soul walked down the end of the Liudao Bridge, and Meng Po completed a rebirth.

Zhaoling has only followed Meng Po for more than a thousand years, but he has seen too many reincarnated souls. And these souls that can be reincarnated are also extremely difficult, either they are evil and good, or they are wise and good people who are sent directly to the ladder of heaven. The ladder to heaven, as the name suggests, is a place where you can reach the heavenly realm. However, there are very few souls that can be sent to the ladder to the sky, since Zhaoling came to this palace, he has only seen one soul being picked up by the ghost soldiers sent by the central ghost emperor Zhou Dianjun and Ji Dianjun, and the rest are all souls of various reincarnations.

With the support of Zhaoling, Meng Po stepped into the room of the first soul, and saw a thin man's soul sitting on the couch in the room, with a golden veil hanging on his face and a crown high as a tiger's mouth on his head.

After Meng Po entered the room, she immediately raised her sleeves and waved, and in an instant, she changed her face and outfit, and turned into a plainly dressed old woman, holding a soul-binding scepter in one hand and a soul-attracting lamp in the other. After Meng Po handed over the Soul Binding Scepter to Zhaoling, she stretched out her palm and condensed a golden soul hair stick, and after reading it carefully, her eyes narrowed for no reason, and said, "It's actually a demon soul." ”

When Zhaoling heard this, he was shocked and asked, "Demon, where is the demon?"

Meng Po said softly: "Tang Kingdom." ”

Zhaoling was puzzled and asked tightly: "What kind of country is Tang Kingdom? Why haven't you heard that there is such a country in the mortal world?"

Meng Po said: "The kingdom of the praying mantis demon is born in the mortal world. Their kings have been women throughout the ages, and all the kingdoms are headed by women. Queens usually marry countless new couples. ”

Hearing this, Zhaoling chuckled and said, "Isn't this contrary to the customs of those mortal realms in the mortal realm?"

Meng Po bowed her head slightly, and said: "The praying mantis demon has always had the custom of devouring her husband after the wedding night, and this soul should be the husband of the Tang Kingdom, the suave Queen Tang Yue. ”

"How could you die before you passed the door?" asked Zhaoling hurriedly.

"He killed. Meng Po said softly.

Zhaoling asked tightly: "Was he miserable?"

Meng Po chuckled and said, "Although he died after being dissected with twelve qi condensation beads, there is a good place to go in the next life. ”

"A good place?" Zhao Ling pouted, "How can you see it, Lord Drunk?"

"Isn't it good to be an equal mortal?" Meng Po asked rhetorically.

"But what if he doesn't want to?" said Zhaoling.

"Where is he willing?" Meng Po smiled lightly, raised her eyes to look outside the door, and said, "It's time for them to send the soup over." ”

"Yes, Lord Drunk. When Zhaoling heard this, he hurriedly went out to urge the ghost official and ordered him to serve the drunken soup.

Meng Po took the bowl of the soup, walked slowly to Yao, and handed the soup to him. "After drinking it, I will send you to reincarnate as a real mortal, so that you can experience the seven emotions of the mortal world. ”

Hearing the sound, he raised his eyes to look at Meng Po, and saw that his appearance was full of old age, and his clothes were still very plain, so he was slightly stunned, and only after half a sound did he say in a low voice: "I don't drink." ”

Seeing that Yao was not cooperative, Meng Po asked, "Why?"

Yao said: "I want to wait for Tang Yue." ”

After hearing this, Meng Po's face shrank slightly, and she said, "You can't wait for her." ”

"Why?" Yao was startled when he heard this, and stood up with a "poof". Because of Yao's short stature, he failed to deter Meng Po, but only raised her chin slightly in displeasure.

Meng Po asked rhetorically, "You really want to know?"

Yao nodded, but did not speak.

Meng Po said: "I can tell you, but after I tell you, you have to obediently drink the drunken soup, if not, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

When Yao heard this, he immediately bowed his head and said, "I understand." ”

Meng Po said coldly: "In the next life, she will be a stray dog abandoned by the rich and noble. ”

After hearing this, Yao's face turned pale in an instant, and he muttered after a while, "Then I will meet her?"

Meng Po paused and said slowly, "Yes." When she is killed, you will pass by her, catch a glimpse of her, and see her off on her last journey. ”

After listening to Yao, he fell back to the edge of the couch with a "bang", and heavy tears floated in his eyes.

Meng Po sent the bowl of drunken soup two inches to Yao, and said, "Drink it quickly!"

Yao didn't take the soup, but raised his head and asked Meng Po, "Then, what kind of coat color is she?"

Meng Po said: "Black." ”

"Black? black. After Yao repeated this sentence several times, he suddenly took Meng Po's bowl of soup and drank it all.

Zhaoling was confused on the side, and after the ghost official helped Yao out of the door of the gallery, he asked Meng Po: "Lord Yu, why did he drink it all of a sudden?"

Meng Po raised her eyes and looked at Zhaoling, and walked slowly behind the ghost official who helped Yao towards the direction of the Liudao Bridge. "Because, he can't change the facts. ”

"Did he accept his fate?" asked Zhaoling.

"Not necessarily. Meng Po said.

"Why?" Zhaoling was puzzled: "Isn't his book of life and death already clearly written when he was born and when he died?

"Xiao Zhao, do you know what obsession is?" asked Meng Po.

"Obsession?" Zhaoling thought for a while and said, "Doesn't it mean that you are more persistent about something?"

"There is only a thin line between obsession and persistence. Meng Po said: "Besides, Yao's obsession with seeing Tang Yue again is too strong. Although his life and death are certain, the fate in the middle is still in his own hands. ”

After listening to Meng Po's words, Zhaoling thought thoughtfully, and did not say much, but stood in the Pavilion of the Dead, and watched Meng Po from afar with the Soul Binding Scepter in one hand and the Soul Attracting Lamp in the other, sending Yao to the third bridge, and letting him reincarnate himself as an ordinary mortal.

Zhaoling saw that Meng Po was a little tired when she returned, so she said, "Lord Yu, do you want to rest?"

Meng Po imagined that she was dressed in a gorgeous costume and bowed her head slightly. "Wake me up in a moment. ”

Zhaoling nodded hurriedly and answered "yes", helped Meng Po to return to the inner hall of the palace, and served Meng Po to sleep before leaving.

"...... dodder"

Meng Po slept for about an hour, and was in a hearty mood, but she was suddenly startled by a gentle and familiar voice in her ears. Meng Po hurriedly opened her eyes, looked around, and saw a woman with long hair and waist-length and a snow-colored dress standing faintly at the door.