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Meng Po forgot the red dust under the soup, and the next life will run again. ”

A long, low singing voice, floating in the green night, seemed particularly abrupt. The sound came from a pavilion full of vines, with a green lantern hanging on it, a table of eight immortals in front of the pavilion, several small bowls resting on the table, and in the pavilion stood an old woman with a wrinkled face, holding a soup ladle in her hand, and pouring soup into the small bowl.

She is Meng Po!

Her voice seemed to have magic in the silent environment, and I saw a fat man in front of the pavilion drink the soup without hesitation, and then let out a long sigh, as if expressing the helplessness in his heart.

Behind the fat man was a long line of people, all of them pale and bloodless, and their eyes glazed over.

In the crowd, there was a handsome and thin young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, about twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in blue and white robes, slowly surging with the flow of people, walking towards the pavilion.

The boy was clearly different, his face was not dull, and his eyes were clear.

His name is Su Mu, a named disciple under the head of the Shushan Sword Sect!

"Nai He Qiao, Meng Po Tang, this is not only in the underworld......" He thought for a moment, and his heart was suddenly shocked: "Could it be ...... Am I already dead?"

Then he wondered, "Huh?!Who am I?" and thought for a moment, still puzzled.

"Now that I'm in the underworld, I've definitely become a ghost, what should I do next?" Su Mu just didn't understand his own affairs, but he wasn't confused about other things in the world, and he still knew the knowledge of the underworld, ghosts, and so on, and his mind was sober.

When Su Mu was thinking, he had already approached the table, only to see Meng Po wave her hand, and a bowl full of soup fell into her hand, and then her demonic voice sounded again, he felt dizzy in his head, and he poured the soup down like a fat man.

"It's so bitter, it's so astringent!!" The bitter entrance woke Su Mu up from his confusion, and he couldn't help but stick out his tongue, making a gesture to spit out the soup he drank in, and scolded secretly in his heart: "Hmph, this old witch looks kind, but she doesn't want to be so vicious that she actually gives me such a bitter soup!"

This scene happened to fall in Meng Po's eyes, which made her a little surprised: "It stands to reason that the ghosts who have come here are all ghosts who have been judged by judges and gone to reincarnate as humans, and their sanity has been sealed, why is this kid clear-sighted?"

At this time, the soup had entered Su Mu's belly, and an inexplicable breath suddenly rushed into his mind, he only felt a slight stuffiness in his mind, and gradually turned to severe pain, snorted lightly, squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, and his arms were bulging, looking very painful.

If Su Mu had been as mentally closed as the others, he wouldn't have felt so much pain!

But Meng Po didn't care so much, and when she saw that he drank the soup, she ignored him and turned her attention to the next person.

Just when Su Mu had a headache and tears flowed out, there was a slight flash of crystal blue light in his dantian, and then a cool breath instantly flowed through his whole body, and the pain in his brain also dissipated.

"Hey, it doesn't hurt! Huh~~~" Su Mu was overjoyed, slowly stood up, and sighed lightly.

"Who's watching me? uh...... The old witch !!" Su Mu thought for a moment, and suddenly chuckled in his heart: "Does she still want to pour me that bitter soup?"

Su Mu was angry, raised his head and glanced at Meng Po, turned sideways and walked in the direction where the fat man left.

"Young man, you wait!" Meng Po frowned slightly and looked at him coldly.

Su Mu turned a blind eye, heard but did not hear, and continued to walk forward......

A weird smile tugged at the corner of Meng Po's mouth, and then with a wave of the sleeves of her robe, she saw a "whoosh" in front of Su Mu, and a gray light curtain appeared, blocking his way.

With a bang, Su Mu crashed into the light curtain, his body flew back upside down, and he fell to the ground in front of the table, and there was another bang!

"Hiss~~~~" The pain from his buttocks made Su Mu gasp.

"Young man, does it hurt?" Meng Po propped her hands on the table, looked at Su Mu on the ground, and said with a smile.

Su Mu got up, looked at Meng Po angrily, and said angrily: "Nonsense, of course it hurts."

"Hehe~~~" Meng Po chuckled, didn't seem to care about his attitude, picked up a bowl of soup and handed it over: "Old woman, I thought you were a fool?

"You're a fool, I didn't see it!!" Su Mu heard the ridicule in her words, which inspired the arrogance in his chest, gave her a blank look, and continued to walk forward.

Soon he was bounced back again, and this repeated several times, until his buttocks hurt, and he stopped, looked at Meng Po angrily and said, "What do you want to do?"

Meng Po still looked at him with a smile and said, "Would you like to drink soup?"

Su Mu didn't want to suffer from that soup anymore, so he said, "The soup you made is hard to drink, so I won't drink it!"

Meng Po smiled and said, "If you don't drink, then you won't be able to leave!"

"Hmph, if you don't go, you won't go!" Su Mu snorted coldly, and simply sat on the ground, twisted his face to the side, and didn't even look at Meng Po.

Seeing that he had a childish temper, Meng Po sighed lightly, shook her head and said, "Young man, if you insist on not drinking soup, then there is only one choice!"

Hey, is there a choice? Su Mu's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he nodded and said, "As long as you don't drink that bitter soup!"

Meng Po pointed to the bridge and said, "Jump off that bridge!"

When Su Mu heard this, he looked under the bridge not far away, only to see that there was no bottom and clouds and mist entangled!

"It's so deep under the bridge, won't you fall into meat sauce if you jump down?" Su Mu's neck shrank slightly, his heart trembled, his mood was suddenly not good, and he twisted his face to the side again.

Meng Po poured soup here, I don't know how many years, how could she have encountered such a strange thing, but this kid is a ghost who wants to be reincarnated, and she didn't dare to fight again, so she had to persuade again: "Young man, if you want to be reincarnated, you must drink my Meng Po soup and forget the things of your previous life, this is the rule!"

"Huh?!" When Su Mu heard this, he suddenly became puzzled, and gradually turned angry, pointing at Meng Po and said: "No wonder I don't know who I am, you said, did you already pour me bitter soup, but now you want to trick me into drinking, don't think about it!"

"You ......" Meng Po was unhappy by the kid in front of her, and a fierce color burst out of her eyes, which made Su Mu's heart freak.

"What does the old witch want to do?"

Su Mu didn't want to continue drinking bitter soup, and secondly, he didn't want to jump off the bridge, and seeing that Meng Po didn't seem to want to let go of herself, she asked in a low voice, "This...... Are there any other options?"

Meng Po shook her head.

Su Mu was a little helpless, looked at the soup on the table and the Nai He Bridge not far away, looked ahead again, and suddenly ...... Just run away.

The sudden change made Meng Po slightly stunned, and she didn't stop Su Mu at the first time.

"What a weird boy, it's funny! Meng Po looked at the back of Su Mu in the distance, and didn't seem to be worried that he would be able to escape.

I saw that she suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed it in the direction of Su Mu, and her arm extended infinitely......