The bull head led everyone to push aside the group of ghosts and turned to leave the lookout platform.

As soon as everyone left Homesick Mountain, they felt a fishy wind blowing in their faces. When I looked up, a blood-yellow river stretched in front of everyone.

Take a closer look at this big river is about a few zhang long, but it is thousands of zhang wide, just in front of the homesick ridge, and you can't see the edge on both sides.

The river was full of snakes and insects, and layers of blood and turbid waves lapped on the shore. Thousands of wandering spirits float in the river.

Suddenly, a group of copper snakes and iron dogs appeared from the water and from the shore. These brass snakes and iron dogs barked and pounced on the spirits in the river, constantly biting and gnawing on the shore of the water. From time to time, a gust of wind blew in the air, cutting at the ghost like a sharp knife. The geists in the river wailed in pain.

As soon as the sinful ghosts in the river saw officials and immortals standing by the river, they immediately shouted to the shore one by one, "Immortals, save me......

The bull pointed to the river and said to everyone, "Ladies and gentlemen, the name of this river is Lechuan River. There is nothing to float in the Lechuan River, and there are no ghosts to cross. After speaking, the bull head pointed not far away, "If you want to cross the Lechuan River, there is only one way, and that is through the Nai He Bridge." Ladies and gentlemen, there is the Nai He Bridge."

Hong followed the bull's guidance. Not far away, a small bluestone bridge spans the Lechuan River.

The old man under the moon looked at the bridge and said to everyone: "I have been looking at Meng Po for thousands of years, and after parting today, I will go to the world." Ladies and gentlemen, let's separate from each other on the bridge. ”

Hong and the others nodded in agreement, followed the guidance of the bull head and walked towards the Nai He Bridge.

Hong looked carefully at the Nai He Bridge, which turned out to be a small bluestone bridge. There are five steps on the upper bridge, the bridge deck is smooth and narrow, and there are two paths under the bridge. On the path on the right, many male ghosts climbed the stairs. Look at the left side of the bridge and there is a reason for the passage of female ghosts. This bridge is also taken from the meaning of the combination of heaven and earth, yin and yang, and the left yin and right yang are differentiated, and men and women go to the bridge from both sides according to the division of yin and yang.

There were two Yin Gods beside the steps of the small bridge, with angry eyes, carefully looking at everyone who went up the bridge.

One of the yin gods was dressed as a jailer, holding a hook knife in his hand, and a mahogany sign hanging on his chest, on which were written the two big characters "Day Tour".

The other Yin God had a pair of fiery red shoulders, a small head on his shoulder, a three-pointed and two-edged thorn in his hand, and a peach wood sign on his chest, on which were written the two big characters "Night Tour".

These two yin gods are the day wandering god and the night wandering god, they constantly check the men and women on the bridge, and occasionally the day wandering god will hook one of the ghosts with a hook knife, and the night wandering god immediately pierces the throat of the ghost with a bayonet, and then throws the lonely soul to the side of the bridge.

There is a huge bluestone erected next to the bridge, and the stone is engraved with three ancient characters - Nai He Bridge. There is another line of small characters next to it, which reads: Nai He on the bridge, right and wrong do not cross the Lechuan River.

There is a looming mansion next to the big bluestone, and there is a huge plaque at the door, which reads "Meng Pozhuang". There are hundreds of corridors in the courtyard, there are stoves on both sides of the courtyard, and there is a trace of heat coming out of the stove, and from time to time there are ghosts who come to the stove and scoop out a bowl of tea, and sit in the courtyard and drink it. Many of the ghosts have tables on either side of the stove, and many people drink tea there.

There was an old woman outside Meng Po Village, with a cane in her hand, her face was full of wrinkles, and her hair was long gray. A gust of wind blew, and the long gray hair fluttered with the wind. From time to time, the old woman stirred a cauldron in front of her with the stick in her hand. Whenever a ghost passed by, the old woman would take out a bowl and scoop out a bowl of soup for the passing ghosts to drink.

The old man under the moon looked at the old woman from afar, and there was love and joy in his eyes, but also pain and sorrow.

Hong and the others immediately understood that this old woman was the Meng Po in the mouth of the old man under the moon.

Meng Po felt someone approaching, and the churning crutch in her hand slowly stopped, and slowly raised her head. When I saw the old man under the moon, my eyes were full of surprise and sadness.

Meng Po stared at the old man under the moon for a while, and said softly, "You are here"

The old man under the moon smiled wryly, "Yes, I'm here." You and I have been with you for thousands of years, and today I am here to say goodbye to you. ”

After the old man finished speaking, his eyes slowly moved to the bowl of soup in Meng Po's hand, and then said: "For thousands of years, I have seen the joys and sorrows of the world, and the separation of life and death. I can't bear to look at the pair of lovers in the world who are strangers. As long as they turn their love into red blood in front of the Sansheng Stone, then in their next life, I will use the red rope of the third life in my hand to bring the lovers who once loved each other again. ”

After listening to the words of the old man under the moon, a tear slowly flowed, and the yin wind slowly fell into the pot. Meng Po closed her eyes in pain and slowly spoke: "I don't want this pair of lovers to forget each other, there is a tear in every sip of soup they drink." ”

Meng Po slowly opened her eyes, looked at the old man under the moon, and said, "The ups and downs of a lifetime, the ups and downs of a lifetime, the love and hatred of a lifetime, are they really so important? Bitterly entangled and obsessed, in exchange for nothing more than a dream in the next life. After all, the origin and extinction are just a dream. ”

Yue Lao was silent.

Meng Po looked at the old man under the moon blankly for a while, and suddenly a smile appeared on her face. She smiled and said to the old man under the moon, "Old man, are you willing to connect us with a red thread?"

The old man under the moon couldn't help but be stunned after hearing this, he had been in the Sansheng Stone for a thousand years, and he didn't understand Meng Po's thoughts.

Meng Po always thought that the old man would stay with her in the Sansheng Stone. I didn't expect it......

The old man under the moon was secretly bitter in his heart, raised his head and looked at Meng Po, and replied softly, "What do you say?"

Meng Po suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing at the broken liver and intestines, and the hundred ghosts howled.

As the laughter faded away, Meng Po scooped up the thick soup in her hand and stretched it out in front of the old man under the moon and said, "Let's have a bowl of thick soup," the old man under the moon shook his head slightly.

The old man under the moon stared at Meng Po and said slowly: "Although there is no red rope, why forget the friendship of the past." ”

Meng Po and the old man under the moon looked at each other blankly.

After half a ring, the old man under the moon said softly, "I should go too, behind me are some of my friends, I will send them to the Nai He Bridge." ”

Xie Bi'an and Fan Wusu walked out from behind Hong, bowed to Meng Po, and turned around like a bridge to walk.

Xie Bi'an and Fan Wusu were just about to walk on the Nai He Bridge, when the Day Wandering God and the Night Wandering God suddenly blocked in front of them, and said, "I hope you two don't embarrass our brothers, please turn around and drink Meng Po soup." ”

Meng Po looked at Xie Bi'an and Fan Wusu and slowly spoke: "But there are still unfulfilled wishes?"

Xie Bi'an and Fan Wusu hurriedly replied "no"

Meng Po continued to speak: "Are there still fetters in the world?"

Xie Bi'an looked at Fan Wuxu, and then turned his head to look at Hong.

As soon as Hong saw Xie Bi'an's eyes, he knew that Xie Bi'an was worried about his wife in the world, so he quickly nodded to Xie Bi'an.

Xie Bi'an and Fan Wusu replied "no" to Meng Po at this time.

Meng Po looked at Xie Bi'an and Fan Wusu and nodded, and slowly sent the two bowls of thick soup to Xie Bi'an and Fan Wusu and said softly, "This soup is made by me collecting evil ghosts, plus various medicinal materials collected from the world, and finally boiled with the water of the Lechuan River. Since people don't have a wish, let's drink it and treat the past as a dream."

Xie Bi'an and Fan Wusu took the thick soup and drank it all.