"It smells so good. Li Qing took a sip, the aroma spread in his mouth, he felt the aftertaste, sweet, bitter, sour and salty, the five flavors rushed up together, but he didn't feel sad, but instead merged into a mellow fragrance, which made people want to stop.

Li Qing held the bowl, and the clear soup in the bowl reflected his face, but he suddenly felt a sense of strangeness.

He turned to the woman and asked, "What kind of soup is this?"

The woman smiled, "It has a name, it's called Returning Yang Water." ”

Li Qing took another sip, he felt as if he had swallowed a clear spring, which was baptizing his soul, and his dry and almost exhausted mental strength slowly grew, which lifted his spirit.

"Good soup. He praised again and asked, "What is this Yang Water made of?"

"The flowers on the other side and the water of the Lethe River. ”

"The other side of the flowers?" Li Qing muttered, "I seem to have heard of these things, but unfortunately I haven't seen them." ”

The woman smiled softly, and she said, "You've seen it, have you forgotten?"

Li Qing shook his head, "Maybe I forgot." ”

He put the bowl down, and there was still half of the soup left in the bowl.

The woman asked, "Why don't you finish it?"

Li Qing didn't answer, because he saw a high platform made of bluestone, and he had a faint feeling that he should go up and take a look.

"What's that place here?" asked Li Qing, pointing to the high platform.

"That's the Lookout Tower, do you want to take a look?"

"Wangxiangtai, Wangxiang?" Li Qing walked towards the high platform.

The woman didn't stop him, just looked at him with a smile.

This high platform is very peculiar, the face is like a bow, the back is like a bowstring, Li Qing stepped on it, he glanced behind him, the woman still smiled gently, but there was no bridge around, all of them were sword mountains and sword trees, it was very sinister.

Li Qing took the stage to look, was silent for a long time, and finally turned around and walked down.

"Are you Meng Po?" Li Qing asked, looking at the woman.

"You can call me that. The woman smiled.

"Then the Yang Water can really make me return Yang?"

"Yes. ”

"It turns out that I have really seen the Lethe River and the flowers on the other side. Li Qing smiled, he thought of the clumps of grass on the Huangquan Road he walked on, and sighed, "It's a pity that the flowers on the other side haven't bloomed yet." ”

Meng Po also smiled, "Look again, the flowers on the other side have bloomed." ”

Li Qing looked at the past, and as his gaze went, the white mist shrouded in Huangquan Road actually avoided as if he was fearful.

I saw that the slender and verdant leaves of those grasses that grew like garlic kept falling off, and bloomed red and strange flowers like dragon claws rolling back.

The flower is enchanting, very beautiful, very beautiful.

The flowers on the other side are blooming.

For a while, countless pairs of eyes set their eyes on this place, they were afraid of each other, tentative, and communicating, like an undercurrent deep underground, as long as they got an opportunity, they would become monstrous waves.

The Lechuan River was churning, and the white mist seemed to feel some threat, and it kept escaping.

Li Qing didn't look at the bewitching flowers, he looked at the leaves that kept falling off, and the leaves fell and turned into mud.

Meng Po looked at Li Qing and asked, "What do you see on Wangxiang Terrace?"

Li Qing didn't answer, it was said that he could see his hometown when he climbed the Wangxiang platform, but he didn't see anything, and it was gray and chaotic.

But his memory came back naturally, and he remembered that he did not belong to this world, and he suddenly thought of the old man lying in the small earthen bag, and he wanted to go back and take a look and toast a bowl of wine.

"I want to go home. Li Qing looked at the woman and said softly, "Don't stop me." ”

Meng Po didn't speak, just looked at Li Qing with a smile.

So, Li Qing began to walk back.

"You'll be back. ”

"What?" Li Qing turned his head, only to find that there was nothing behind him.

He was silent for a moment, then walked back on.

Meng Po didn't lie to him, the Yang Returning Water could indeed make him return to Yang, because he could feel that his spiritual thoughts were erudition, and the Dao Heart that was about to enter extinction seemed to turn into a spring at this time, and his mental strength was gurgling out, making him feel strong.

At this time, his mind was clearer than ever, and he thought that Huanyang Water had another name, Forgetful Water.

Sure enough, it's a drink and a peck, it's not a matter of heaven, if you want to get something, you always have to lose something.

But isn't it because of those memories that belong to him alone?

And now, he didn't know if he would suddenly forget about it at some point, and he was a little glad he hadn't finished drinking it.

But when he thought of Meng Po who had disappeared, and thought of the flowers that suddenly bloomed after he drank Meng Po soup, there was an indescribable weirdness in his heart.

......

The space here is very peculiar, and Li Qing found that the longitudinal golden light method could not be used here.

He urged the magic of the gods to keep running, but he was extremely careful, there are very few people in the world who return to yang without reincarnation, and there is naturally a great danger among them.

And his keen sense told him that there was a myriad of malice tentatively approaching him.

Those white mist that had avoided him before suddenly enveloped Li Qing, making him gradually feel his body heavy.

He stopped and sighed, "Why are you pestering me?"

I saw that there were countless ghosts entangled in his body, densely packed with a large area, which made people's scalp tingle.

A little ghost grabbed Li Qing's hair and landed on top of his head with a swing, "Your body is so fragrant, we all want to take a bite." ”

Li Qing secretly sniffed it, there was no taste, he was a little inexplicable, suddenly thought of the bowl of very fragrant Meng Po soup, his heart moved, and asked, "Have you ever drunk Meng Po soup?"

"I've drunk it. An old ghost stood on the instep of Li Qing's feet, looking up at Li Qing.

Li Qing looked down, he suddenly found that he didn't know when he became extremely tall, he didn't know whether he had become bigger, or these ghosts had become smaller, he suppressed this question, and asked the old ghost, "Is the fragrance on my body the taste of Meng Po soup?"

"It's not. The old ghost shook his head and wiped his saliva, "I can't tell, but if you let me take a bite and taste it, I can tell." ”

Li Qing said, "You want to eat me?"

"I want to~"

"I really want to~"

"Let me take a bite~"

......

The ghosts wrapped around their bodies begged and shouted, they wanted to take a bite, but Li Qing's body had a layer of hazy light, which made them unable to swallow.

Li Qing sighed, "It's better not to pester me, otherwise don't blame me for beating you to pieces, and you won't be able to get away with it again." ”

No ghost knew him, but more and more white mist poured over, Li Qing knew that these white mist were all transformed by ghosts, but he was a little strange, why was the road so easy and smooth when he came, and he didn't encounter anything?

He sighed, his face was grim, his eyes were cold and fierce, he stretched out his hand and said, "Thunder!"