The days of Meng Pozhuang passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, Zhidong has been in Zhuangshang for almost 60 years.

Her spells, under the guidance of Black Impermanence, were more than enough to subdue the evil ghosts, and they were even higher than those ghosts.

Over the years, she has not looked for that person again, but has been cultivating desperately. When there was no one, Yang Fusang asked Zhidong very carefully, are you still looking for him? Zhidong said, if she doesn't look for it, she will be by Meng Po's side and repay her well.

Later, Yisheng said that Zhidong knew that person was Meng Qi, and although he was sad, he was still willing to stay by her side and repay her.

If you give up, you will always be obsessed.

"Sang'er, what do you want?" Meng Qi sat beside Yang Fusang and looked at her for a long time without saying anything or moving.

"Ah Qi, I've been here for almost a hundred years, but there is still no movement from him. I, didn't I look at all the ghosts?" Yang Fusang looked at Meng Qi.

Meng Qi held her chin with her left hand, and knocked on the teacup in her palm with her right hand, she was also anxious, Sang'er had been here for a hundred years, she was not afraid of her eating and drinking, but afraid that she would not be able to stand it because she could not find anyone. "Sang'er, tomorrow is the sixtieth year Halloween Festival, don't leave at night, let's go to the city tomorrow, there are many ghosts, see if there are any." ”

Yang Fusang's head lying on the table stood up instantly, "Yes, yes, this Halloween, you can find it well." ”

There is a solution to the problem, although I don't know if it can be done, but it is good to have measures to deal with it. She was still very happy in her heart, "Ah Qi, thank you." After saying that, he picked up the teacup and began to drink tea.

Meng Qi saw that she was fine, so she went to look for alien life and immortality, and in the last Halloween Festival, many people trampled on her hundreds of miles of flowers, and this time she must take some measures.

The stall in front of the village, Zhidong followed before the early years, after Meng Qi was idle, he went out with black and white impermanence from time to time, and his temperament was more lively than before, the day before this Halloween Festival, Lao Hei and their task was heavy, and Meng Qi went to find the black and white brothers after explaining.

Only Yang Fusang was left to sit in front of the village, carefully looking for someone she hadn't found for a hundred years, she had to go back early for the wedding banquet at night, and the time to stay in the underworld was very small, if she stayed in this place, I was afraid that she couldn't find anyone, and she still needed to go outside to see.

A few years ago, the King of Hades came to inspect Meng Pozhuang and chatted with Yang Fusang for a long time. They talked in the hall of the village about the deceased god who appeared in Huangquan tens of thousands of years ago, and who appeared on the banks of the Lethe River for the last time. Hades said that every god, and even every person, has their own unique breath, as well as their own unique way of survival, the sun god Jun is a golden crow, who controls the light and heat of the four seas and eight wildernesses, and must have his own characteristics, if he only stays in the underworld, he is afraid that he will not be able to seek, he belongs to the six worlds.

Hades's words, Yu Yang Fusang was like an empowerment, so she made such a decision, go back the day before the wedding banquet, and go to the other worlds to see when it is over. The rest of the time, stay in the underworld, and look for it.

The heavenly realm has thirty-six days, and their time is different from other realms, one day is equivalent to three years in the human world, and the underworld is in charge of the aftermath of the human realm, and the time is unified with the human world. On the eve of the wedding, the wedding date is set in a month later, which is the time of the heavenly realm, and now sixty years have passed in the underworld, and twenty days have passed on the other side of the heavenly realm, and the remaining ten days are thirty years.

Lying on the table and watching the people coming and going, but the table is lit in his hand, the total time.

The queue in front of Meng Pozhuang lined up as in the past to receive the soup, and in the queue, a man walked up to Yang Fusang, "Girl, I've been reincarnated here, why are you still looking for someone here? I'm afraid that the person you are waiting for is not here!"

Yang Fusang listened to the words of the male ghost, and sighed in his heart, these ghosts have been reincarnated once, and the person he is looking for has not yet been found. "Do you remember the past? It seems that this Meng Po soup needs to be added. Yang Fusang cast a spell on Meng Potang, and then cast a spell on the male ghost who spoke, and the memories of his past life were forgotten one by one.

Later generations of the underworld history books record that tens of thousands of years ago, after the ghosts of the mortal world entered the underworld, the memories of several lifetimes will be recalled, and the grievances of the souls will be entangled. Later, because of a soul, the immortal envoy made the king of the underworld, and added the flower of the other side to the Meng Po soup, and since the previous life, he forgot everything, and the underworld was finally quiet. When the patriarch of the Sangyang clan, who had lived in seclusion in later generations, read this, he would tell the people around him about it, and the people around him laughed, "Our Sangyang patriarch is really a scheming person, but it really hurt you at that time, Sang'er." ”

At that time, Yang Fusang listened to the words of the male ghost and stopped looking for people, and she forgot what Meng Qi said before leaving, and went to the depths of the sea of flowers with the wine jug.

Halloween is coming, the flowers on the other side are blooming, swaying on the other side of the Lethe River, the flowers and flowers are in contact with each other, rubbing, although you can't see your own leaves, you have to bloom your own beauty, so as to live up to his bitterness. Where Yang Fusang landed, the flowers on the other side folded and returned to their original state, and the footprints were slowly filled, as if they had not stepped on it.

"Flowers, flowers, you say, he is really not here? I have been here for a hundred years, except for the first day, this bead has never been lit again, where should I go to find him, come, drink. "Yang Fusang's alcohol addiction has been in Meng Pozhuang's hundred years, and he was deceived and coaxed by Meng Qilian to quit, and now he is pouring the whole pot into his stomach as if he just came, without the slightest intention of stopping.

In the sea of flowers, she drank one sip after another, but she never noticed that the beads on her neck shimmered.

Meng Pozhuang has already closed the stall, the whole Lechuan is silent, Yang Fusang, who has not drunk so much wine for many years, fell into the flowers on the other side, fell asleep quietly, a teardrop from the corner of his eye down his cheeks, dripping under the flowers on the other side of the side.

Lying on the ground, the flowers on the other side submerged her in it, swaying in the wind, and the flowers on the other side reflected the shadow of the flowers under the lamp, falling on Yang Fusang's face and eyes.

The mottled shadow of the flower seemed to be a blur, as if it was a back, and a voice also came from a distance, "Thank you very much." ”

"Who are you, who are you?" Yang Fusang shouted into the empty space, but there was a burst of laughter and his own question and answer. As she offered her jade, a black wind struck her, waking her up.

Yang Fusang, who woke up, sat up, and said that people who miss day and night will fall asleep when you are asleep, and you will suffer from lovesickness, but Ah Jin, I am drunk and asleep today, but I only dream of idlers but not you. You haven't dreamed, is it because I don't miss enough? I picked up the flask next to me and was about to drink some more, but I found a scene in the sky.

At this time, the moon in the sky was big and round, hanging high, she clasped her hands like a mortal, and prayed to the moon: "Full moon, Mo Siwu is outside, and there is wine in front of him, may the flowers grow well, the moon will grow long, people, people will be healthy, no, I want people, I want people to appear in front of me." Her wish did not come true, and she scolded the full moon in the sky: "What kind of wish is this? It's all fake, I, my own business can only be found by myself, come, drink, sunset, drink, you and her are finally together, but I still haven't found him, I, I have to look for it." ”

The wine jug in Yang Fusang's hand was facing the full moon in the sky, drinking with him in the air. It's just that the moon monarch in her mouth is often under the moon with the moon god at the moment, although she has been sneezing, she doesn't want to live up to the beautiful scenery of this good day, where do you know that this person invited him to drink.

"Hey, Xichang, you're so uninteresting, you brought me to drink, and now you have a daughter-in-law and forget about me, hey, Xichang you're an old, and you forgot your best friend with a daughter-in-law, forget it, forget it, I'll drink it myself." Yang Fusang invited the moon, but the moon didn't respond, so he could only drink alone.

When he had finished drinking, he fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Under the moon, the Huangquan Lethe River is covered with a layer of white light, and the bright red flowers on the other side are also covered with a layer of soft light. In the middle of the sea of flowers, a faint light has been flickering, and later, a little light appeared under the countless flowers on the other side, like fluorescent light, like distant starlight, slowly gathered together, gathered into a beam of strong light, into the previous faint light, the previous light also disappeared, this sea of flowers returned to the previous appearance, quiet and beautiful.

When the moonlight leaves, Halloween in the underworld begins, and Lethe reappears as it was sixty years ago, with a bustling crowd dating next to the flowers on the other side, telling each other about their lovesickness. At this time, the woman in white in the depths of the flowers on the other side was still asleep, still chattering, drinking, drinking again.

Seeing her like this, the black-clothed Meng Qi on the side shook the woman sleeping on the ground vigorously, "Sang'er, Sang'er·····"

The woman slowly opened her eyes, looked at Meng Qi who was standing, and rubbed her eyes, "Ah Qi, how do you know when I'm here? Such a bustle, I, I just seemed to be excited to add a taste to your Meng Po soup." ”

Yang Fusang's words surprised Meng Qi, and he didn't know what time it was, "I know what you said, I added it, I wanted to change the recipe of Meng Po soup for a long time, but I didn't find the right ingredients, but you helped me like this." ”

"That's it, Ah Qi, what time is it?" Yang Fusang was supported by Meng Qi and touched her head, she really didn't know what time it was now.

Meng Qi put down Yang Fusang's hand in his hand, "It's already Halloween, you slept here for one night, you! Don't rely on yourself to be a goddess and fairy, just drink like this, I've helped you quit drinking for a hundred years, forget it, forget it, I'll take you back to sleep." ”

Yang Fusang was taken back to his room and placed on the bed.

Yisheng boiled hot water and sent it to the room, Yang Fusang took off her clothes and soaked in the bucket, and in her dream she seemed to see the starlight entering her beads, beads, yes, beads. Reaching out to touch the beads on his neck, the beads between the thumb and index finger of his right hand changed, and a small patch of blood red appeared in the middle of the original crystal beads.

At the beginning, Ah Jin and Yun Fengxi died together, and the beads on her heart instantly lost their color and turned into an ordinary crystal bead, Ah Jin's mother, the emperor and queen of the heavenly realm, said to her. Sang'er, your Hao blood bead is made of half of Jin'er's heart, he is gone now, this bead is naturally bloodless, if he comes back, this bead will change.

This small piece of blood red is him, he is coming back, Yang Fusang's tears of excitement flowed down and dripped in the bath tub. Put on the green clothes in the cupboard, leave a note, and leave.

The note was left for Ah Qi, Ah Qi, I have something to go back, Sang'er.