The secluded yellow spring, 30,000 miles of desolation.

However, on the bridge, Meng Po sat alone in the pavilion, and the dark and dull scenery in front of her seemed to dim her in red veil.

The temples are beautiful, and I can't imagine that Meng Po is a wonderful beauty.

Meng Po is a person of reincarnation, but she can't get through the real reincarnation, she can only drink a bowl of soup by herself, and she can't forget her previous life, let alone that person.

"I sighed on the bridge, and the red gauze clouds and temples were also vast. Meng Po's face could not see joy and sorrow, but a feeling of loneliness.

Take a closer look, the Sansheng Stone on the edge of the pavilion also made a tall figure, looking at the dark green Lechuan River sluggishly. It is said that the Lechuan River is the place where the living see the old man for the last time, and then there is no memory, and he enters the reincarnation alone. But the man sat on the three-life stone, without saying a word, without moving.

The man's eyes were cloudy and bloodshot, and his long black hair was blown away by the incoming wind.

The man was alone, different from other wandering ghosts, the ghost cried wolf, and after listening to Meng Po's sigh for a long time, his slender hands trembled.

The man asked lightly, "Meng Po, how long has it been?" Can I ask for another bowl of soup?"

After that, he sat withered again, motionless, and did not say a word.

Meng Po waved her hands in the air, and then a turquoise bowl appeared in her hand.

However, the bridge was some distance away from the Sansheng Stone, and Meng Po's fluttering body arrived at the man's side in the blink of an eye.

Only then did the man move again and take Meng Po soup.

Meng Po said: "It's just more than five years, if you look at Lechuan like this, it is estimated that it will be difficult to survive three hundred years, it is better to lower your eyebrows to the Ten Palaces Yama, find a pill, and heal the injuries on your body." ”

The man was expressionless and drank the Meng Po soup.

"The underworld is not better than the yang world, here is extremely cold, and there are ghosts wandering, piles of dry bones, this Lethe is the only elegant place, but you look at it every day, all day long, it becomes a kind of cold thing, and the face of your son is afraid that it will become more and more blurred. ”

The man smiled wryly. I put the green bowl in my hand for a while before I reluctantly returned it to Meng Po.

"Meng Po, the taste of your bowl of soup is even weaker last time. ”

It has been more than five years since the man came from the yang world to this underworld, and when he first came, he drank five bowls of Meng Po soup directly, and then sat alone on the Sansheng Stone, looking at Lethe River bitterly, and he couldn't cross into reincarnation.

Meng Po said: "It's not my soup, it's all about your heart, others only need to drink one bowl is enough, and even if you drink ten thousand bowls in less than three hundred years, it will be in vain." ”

The Lechuan River is like a river that buries the dead, silent, gentle, and without any autumn waves.

The man raised his hand: "Meng Po, you still have to do your own thing, you don't have to waste time for me, a bitter ghost, you see, isn't there that bewitching red blooming on the side of the bridge?"

The man looked into the distance, but the flowers on the other side of the bridge bloomed, which was a sign that the people of the yang world had come to the underworld. Merely...... Today's flowers are a little different.

The flower that was originally enough not only became countless flowers, but also the color turned out to be three kinds of colleagues blooming, the bewitching red, the white of the slaughter, and the emperor of dry bones

The man fell silent again, muttering to himself: "There is no wine in the underworld, but there is suffering, I don't enter reincarnation, and no one enters either." ”

Meng Po looked over, the colors of the three other side flowers were intertwined and indescribably eye-catching, the big word Manzhu Sawa in the middle, and the smaller white and yellow flowers on both sides were also gathering.

Meng Po sighed, there was a strange person like Mu Yun, this time it was difficult to be a difficult master to provoke, attracting three kinds of flowers to bloom.

When Mu Yun came, he was brought by a woman from the yang world, killed in the underworld, and changed the life of a person in the yang world, and Mu Yun stayed in the underworld as a life grid, and continued the life of the person in the yang world for ten years, and waited here for three hundred years.

But that time, the three-color flower did not bloom.

During the reign of Meng Po, he had never seen the magnificent scene of three changes blooming together.

Meng Po gently stroked the scaly stamens with her hand, from the calyx to the stalk, and the flowers on the other side swayed slightly.

Judging from the place where the flowers bloomed, the man was almost at the Nahe Bridge.

It's closer......

A demonic light pierced out.

Meng Po covered up the demon.

When the wind and sand came, Su Changqing shook it off, shook off the sand brought by his body, and a gorgeous-looking woman in front of him was looking at herself vigilantly.

Su Changqing asked respectfully, "Dare to ask, but Meng Po?"

Although Su Changqing was surprised by Meng Po's appearance, the etiquette was decent, although the yin and yang were separated, or there were some differences.

Meng Po nodded. She couldn't feel the feeling of the body gradually dissipating in the other party's body, which proved that the handsome man in front of her had not been separated from the yang, and even was still a person in the yang world.

"Everyone in the yang world knows that the land of Yellow Springs is a place that people can only come to after death, but you still have no yang body, if there is no major event, it is better to leave quickly. Meng Po said.

But after careful induction, Meng Po always felt that this man seemed to have been to Huangquan, to Naihe, to Lechuan, and more than once. The other party's good-looking black eyes flashed with a slightly murderous aura, which did not escape the keen Meng Po. But even so, Meng Po, who has always been more "impermanent" than the two soul seducers in the underworld, did not take down Su Changqing, but looked at the other party carefully.

Meng Po looked at him, and the more she looked at him, the more familiar she became, as if his whole body was familiar.

Meng Po can't remember too many things, but she only remembers that she woke up fourteen years ago and was Meng Po, with the memory of Daddy and Auntie.

But I can't think of some of my memories, but seeing Su Changqing at this moment evokes a trace of memory.

Two immature children, sitting by the river, a boy and a girl, the boy is old-fashioned, and the girl is delicate and cute. The boy kissed the girl......

A brief image appeared in Meng Po's mind, as if she was the girl.

Su Changqing didn't know why Meng Po looked at herself so affectionately, could it be that the pure anode cold body was discovered?

Su Changqing asked, "Do you know me?"

Meng Po came back from her thoughts, only to find that her eyes were too hot, so she withdrew her gaze and shook her head vigorously: "No...... I don't know. ”

This Meng Po, who is alone in Huangquan and manages thousands of ghosts, seems to be a person from the underworld but is not a person from the underworld, if it is known that she has become the shy appearance of this little lady, won't she have to be shocked to lose her big teeth?!

On the Sansheng Stone, Mu Yun smiled, there are some things that he learned after he became a human and a ghost......

Su Changqing snorted lightly: "How does the Yellow Spring Road lead to the underworld?"

Huangquan does not belong to the underworld, but it is the passage there, since Su Changqing asked so, he also knew that Meng Po did not belong to the underworld.

Meng Po had a venerable look again. "Walking along the Lechuan River, there are two figures at the end, one black and one white, and the stone gate next to them is the entrance to the underworld, but it ......"

Meng Po sensed Su Changqing's breath, and only then did she find that it was a pure anode cold body, no wonder it would make the three-color flower bloom.

"You are a pure anode cold body, just the black and white impermanence soul hook can sense your difference, and it will definitely take away your body. ”

Su Changqing smiled: "It's okay. ”

Since Su Changqing knew the way to the underworld, he had no intention of stopping any longer, so he bowed respectfully and was about to leave.

What an uninhibited, free-going master!

Meng Po secretly praised, but she also had to worry about it, the pure anode cold body was an extremely rare thing, and it would definitely attract the covetousness of many forces in this underworld, could this seemingly young and ordinary teenager really survive?

Meng Po looked at the figure of the other party walking away, and suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute......! What's your name?"

Meng Po lowered her head, and then looked shy.

Mu Yun was still smiling, as if everything was understood.

Su Changqing didn't look back. "Su Changqing. ”

Meng Po muttered in a low voice.

Su Changqing......

What a familiar name!

However, on the bridge, she was alone, sitting alone on the side of the Sansheng Stone. One person was puzzled, recalled. One sees through everything, deep.

There is no sound of water in the Lechuan River, but there is a ghost howl. A dark green smoke rose, and the desolation came again.