Meng Po looked at Wu Chen with a smile, as if she was looking at her own grandson.

Uh-uh, Cang Luo and the black and white impermanence behind him were dumbfounded,

"Strong," (Cangluo)

"I'm going to go, admire and admire. (Black Impermanence)

"Five bodies cast to the ground," (Bai impermanence)

"Ox Fork," (Yin Soldiers)

I saw Meng Po taking Wu Chen to the bank of the Lechuan River, and clusters of flowers on the other side were swaying in the wind, like a delicate girl dancing.

Meng Po made a slight move of her hand, and in the center of the flower on the other side, a whirlpool rose, stirring the petals around it, and rotating around the whirlpool. After a while, I saw that in the center of the whirlpool, a seven-colored flower slowly rose, and it was impeccablely beautiful.

The whirlpool slowly disappeared, the seven-colored flower was suspended in mid-air, Meng Po held the palm of her hand, and the seven-colored flower slowly retracted, condensing into a seven-colored diamond-shaped crystal, which was quietly resting in mid-air.

"Little guy, do you like it?" Meng Po looked at the seven-colored crystals in mid-air, turned her head and squinted at Wu Chen.

Wu Chen's saliva flowed, wow, how much is this diamond worth.

Hurriedly nodded, "I like it." ”

"This colorful flower suddenly appeared a hundred years ago, I don't know how it was formed, and I didn't see it after touching it for a long time, and it was useless to me, but its cold power was too strong, so I sealed it and sent it to you. ”

Meng Po's hand was a little in the air, and the colorful crystals crossed like a meteor and fell into Wu Chen's eyebrows.

Wu Chen touched his eyebrows with his hand, only to feel a slight coldness.

"Thank you, auntie. Wu Chen happily said to Meng Po,

"Well, is there anything else?"

......

Behind him, Black and White Impermanence and Cang Luo seemed to have known that Wu Chen would ask this, and hurriedly turned their heads, looking like I didn't know you.

Meng Po was not displeased, but replied gently.

"Be content, little one, although this thing has never been heard of, it must be something extraordinary?"

"That's that, what my aunt gave me, I will treasure Xiaochen forever. Wu Chen accepted it when he saw it, and standing next to Meng Po was a burst of praise.

...

"I've never seen such a brazen ghost. Bai Wuchang looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Let's go, let's go, I feel uncomfortable when I see this kid. "Black impermanence and black face like ink.

Black and white impermanence hugged his fists at Cang Luo and Meng Po, said that there was still something to do, and left.

"Little one, go and help me make soup for the lonely ghosts, I have something to talk about with my old friend. Meng Po looked at Wu Chen dotingly and said.

"Haole, aunt," Wu Chen strode towards the bridge.

"Ahem, old friend, I'm a little curious as to why I treat someone I just met like this. Cang Luo came to Meng Po's side and asked.

"That little guy is destined for me, looking at him is like looking at his own grandson, why not give some gifts?" Meng Po asked rhetorically.

It's over, it's over, it's not going to be brainwashed, right? This kid has such a big charm? Why don't I know, Cangluo muttered to himself.

"Ahem, of course, of course, by the way, old friend, we have to leave here, and we need your help. ”

"Oh, so soon, don't stay a little longer?" Meng Po said.

Cang Luo touched his beard and was about to answer, but he heard Meng Po muttering quietly.

"I'm still a little reluctant to that little one?"

Karma ...... I thought it was because of my old friend that I spoke out to save me, but I didn't expect it to be for that little slippery head, isn't this Meng Po really brainwashed?

Cang Luo looked embarrassed, and he was about to say something but forgot it.

Wu Chen came to the bridge, took the soup spoon, and looked at the ghosts lined up with a smug expression.

Looking at the thin lonely soul beside him,

"Fifty wen a bowl. ”

What, the ghost that was originally muddy woke up instantly, and said:

"Why haven't I heard of this rule?"

"Hmph, I haven't heard of it before, but I'll take this number here today. Wu Chen slowly stretched out his palm and shook it in front of the little ghost.

"Uh-uh, boss, I'm a ghost, how can I have money?"

Uh, Wu Chen was stunned, yes,, how did you forget about it.

Such a good opportunity to make money was useless, Wu Chen felt cold in his heart.

"Boss, let me drink Meng Po soup, my past life was too painful, let me finish drinking it and go to reincarnation as soon as possible." The skinny ghost pleaded.

"That's it, who made me so kind. Wu Chen scooped a bowl of soup from the pot and handed it to the ghost.

"Wait... I... I'd better take a look at the situation at home!" The little ghost hesitated, seemed a little reluctant, and took a few steps back to the lookout platform.

Wu Chen put down the bowl in his hand and followed curiously. I saw the little ghost standing on the stage, and the space in front of him swayed, and a picture appeared.

An old woman hugged the black coffin and wept bitterly, while a woman beside her was holding the old man, saying something, but she couldn't hear it.

"Mother, the child is not filial, and he can't provide for you. ”

The little ghost knelt on the stage, hid his face and cried bitterly.

Alas, seeing this scene, Wu Chen's heart was astringent, he was abandoned since he was a child, and he didn't know how his parents were now?

"That's right, Sanshengshi. Wu Chen suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly came to the Sansheng Stone.

The Sansheng Stone records his past and present lives.

Wu Chen stood beside the Sansheng Stone, and suddenly hesitated, do you want to see what your biological parents look like, why did you abandon yourself.

With his eyes closed and his teeth trembling slightly, Wu Chen reached out and pressed it towards Sanshengshi.

Seeing that the Sansheng Stone was like a ripple on the surface of the water, Wu Chen opened his complicated eyes and stared at the Sansheng Stone.

At the turn of breath, a picture appeared on the Sansheng Stone.

"Damn, what is this, it can't be fake. Wu Chen was stunned and slapped the Sansheng Stone.

It's just that no matter how he slaps it, the Sansheng Stone is like a mirror, and what appears in it is also the picture of Wu Chen patting.

"I'll you, what's going on?" Wu Chen's mind went blank.

"Brother, am I alright?"

When Wu Chen's mind was confused, the voice of a little ghost came from behind.

Oh, Wu Chen shook his head, came to the little ghost, and handed him the bowl on the stone table.

"In the next life, I will be your son. The little ghost raised his head and drank the Meng Po soup in one gulp, and then left in a daze.

Wu Chen looked at this scene with mixed feelings in his heart.

Stepping to Wangxiangtai, since I don't know my background, let's see how my sister is doing.

Standing on the lookout platform, the picture emerges.

"Hey, why is she!"

I saw that in the picture, in the dilapidated hut, a beautiful woman sat at the head of the bed, holding a bowl, scooping out the potion from the bowl one by one, blowing on the cherry mouth, and feeding it to the little girl with a pale face lying on the bed.

Alas, Wu Chen retreated to the lookout platform.

"Well, I forgive her. The woman in the picture is Li Yanling, and the little girl is Wu Chen's sister.

Back at the stone table, Wu Chen scooped soup for the ghosts, and watched the ghosts standing on the lookout platform with nostalgia. My heart seems to have been touched by something, and it is subtle.

After a while, there was only one ghost left.

Wu Chen filled a bowl of soup and raised his head to hand it to the figure in front of him, but he was so frightened that he almost threw the bowl away.

"Damn, scared the baby to death. ”

I saw a classical woman with long hair dressed in red, with shaved shoulders, a waist, and no grip, with a beautiful nose and a beautiful face, looking at Wu Chen directly.

If this is the case, it will not frighten Wu Chen, and on his body, several rusty iron chains penetrate his limbs and drag him to the ground, which is extremely terrifying.

"Childe, come to a bowl of soup. ”

The voice seemed to come from the sky, which was extremely ethereal, but Wu Chen felt goosebumps all over his body.

hurriedly handed the bowl to her, only to see the woman drink it in one gulp.

"Giggles, Childe, what else?" said the classical woman.

Goodong, Wu Chen swallowed his saliva, and hurriedly handed another bowl over,

"Is there anything else?"

...

"What else?"

"My mother, I don't play anymore, this is already the eighth bowl!" Wu Chen was shocked, threw away the bowl in his hand, turned around and ran towards the bank of the Lechuan River.

"Childe, the slave family is so lonely?" the woman's slender jade hand stroked the green silk, and the delicate voice came.

Wu Chen's heart was unexpectedly rippling, as if he was willing to do whatever the woman in front of him asked him to do at this moment.