33. Meng Po Soup
"Stone, do you want to go together, the ghost king's birthday must be very lively. Little Pepper pulled the corners of Shi Dadang's clothes, her face was full of yearning, she had not encountered any prosperous times since she was born, and it was worth being excited to think about.
"You're all gone, who looks at the inn, I'd better stay and take care of the inn." Shi Dangdang glanced back at Xiao Pepper, looking at her happy face, he only felt a little warm in his heart, but his tone was light, and he didn't have any special emotions.
"Forget it, I don't talk to you this stone, it's boring, but it's okay, if you go together, maybe the boss won't let us follow, her guy just can't see anyone easy." Little Pepper thought about her life over the years, and couldn't help but bow to tears of sympathy for herself.
"Then the stone will be left to look after the store, it's almost time, I'll go and shout that I can't sleep." ”
Ao Chun went upstairs again, before she knocked on the door, she pushed the door out of the middle of the sleep, she was wearing a pale pink dress, embroidered with a lotus flower at the cuffs, and embroidered on the shoulder with a dragonfly that had just taken off with its feet, a faint playful meaning floated out, and the sleeplessness on weekdays had a completely different feeling.
Ao Chun was a little surprised, it was really rare to still have this kind of bright feeling after watching it for three hundred years, but when he came back to his senses, he found that the sleepless black hair in front of him had become snow-white, and the temperament of the whole person was completely different from before.
"You, what are you doing, why do you have to work hard to separate a trace of spirit?" Ao Chun was puzzled, the distraction technique was not only troublesome, but also could hurt the origin, if it was not necessary, no one would use it.
Bu Mei reached out and stroked his white hair, but smiled faintly, "I'm like this, but I look good?"
Ao Chun was stunned when asked, but nodded honestly, "It's good-looking, it's naturally good-looking." ”
"That's it. ”
Little Pepper looked downstairs, and saw that Sleepless was also full of amazement, she flew away and ran up the stairs, and circled Sleepless twice.
"It's so beautiful, is it possible that gray hair has become popular lately, I heard that there is a potion in the world that can dye hair, it seems that I am going to buy a bottle too, maybe I can mix half a step more than a branch of tweed." ”
"Don't think about blooming a pepper. It's our duty to work hard. Bu Mei poured a basin of cold water on Xiao Chili, and then walked downstairs, so obviously he didn't want to talk about it, Ao Chun didn't ask more, asking more would only be more wrong.
The Santu River is isolated from the ghost world for more than half a step, Meng Po broke the rocking chair and sat aside, holding a pu fan in her hand and looking extremely first, there were a few bowls of steaming soup on the table on the side, and occasionally someone walked by and took a sip, and after drinking, he continued on the road.
In the myths and legends of the world, most of the ghost world is eerie and terrifying, and the ten directions of Yama sit in it, holding life and death, breaking reincarnation, and there are thousands of tortures in the knife mountain oil pot.
In fact, the ghost world is just a world of the undead, except that everyone is undead, it is no different from the other three worlds, and the dead people come to the ghost world, if they have no regrets, or have the heart to forget, then they go to Meng Po to drink a bowl of forgotten dust soup and go to reincarnate by themselves.
If you have an obsession that you can't unravel, or something that can't be separated, then go to the Empty Netherworld City to get a ghost heart, and you can survive and cultivate in the ghost world, most of the ghost world is actually sad people, they live here to remember the past, and leave after figuring it out, just like more than half a step, but it's just a place to usher in.
Looking at the steaming bowl of Wangchen soup, he walked over and brought a bowl to his lips, but before he could drink it, he was pulled by a handful.