The long-tongued ghost gave Yiyun a look that you are very ignorant, "She is a lonely ghost, she is not reincarnated, she can't enter the Yanjun Palace, and even the Lechuan River and Nai He Qiao'er here are not places she can go, but now that Meng Po is helping, she will naturally rush to go." After saying that, there was a look of anticipation. "Hehe, hearing you say that, I'm very curious about what you call Meng Po. Yiyun interjected.

"She's waiting for you on the lookout platform. ”

"Let's go, I'll take you through this Huangquan Road. After saying that, the long-tongued ghost took the lead in drifting forward, Yiyun followed him little by little, obviously looking at a long distance, under the leadership of the long-tongued ghost, he quickly came to the gate of the Yanjun Palace, and a group of ghosts floated in the distance, they did not find Yiyun, and quickly entered the city of hell. Is this what people often say that there is no inn on Huangquan Road? These ghosts come and go in a hurry, and they don't stop.

"Let's go, you have to follow closely, or something will go wrong, and you will wait to stay here forever." Yiyun cheered up after hearing this, and the scenes he saw along the way also made Yiyun speechless. Eighteen layers of hell, tongue pulling hell, scissors hell...... Knife saw hell, Yiyun walked out step by step, feeling that his body was already wet. I provoked someone to provoke someone, and I actually suffered such a crime, I can't think about it anymore. The sound of splashing water brought Yiyun out of the nightmare just now.

Not far away, in the Lechuan River, a boatman with a hat was rowing towards this side, and Yiyun couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he felt that there was a familiar figure on the person. The long-tongued ghost dragged the daze Yiyun to stand on the ferry, and the originally churning water of the Lechuan River was calm when the ferry rowed by, and the scarlet water in the Lechuan River was like blood, "How did the Lethe River come about?"

"I don't know, I had it when I got here, you can wait and ask Meng Po, we have Yan Jun here is Meng Po who has been staying the longest, I once heard the ghosts say. Meng Po was originally a person around the Buddha, I don't know why I came down to go through the tribulation, that calamity was enough for three lifetimes, and finally Meng Po stayed in the underworld. ”

"Then why didn't she go back after she succeeded?"

"Except for Yan Jun in the underworld, no one else knows, besides, it is Yan Jun, who has the courage to ask. ”

"I can't see that you're really gossipy, and you deserve to be a long-tongued ghost. ”

"That's, don't look at the little Zhuge who knew five hundred years before and five hundred years later. Yiyun's eyes unconsciously drifted to the ferryman's body, and the ferryman's body was like a pool of stagnant water. There are no waves and no waves, but it makes Yiyun indescribably familiar. "And how much do you know about him?" asked Yiyun, pointing to the ferryman. "He, a special case, came very late, but he is the most mysterious one in the underworld, no one has seen his true face, and Yan Jun handed over the matter of ferrying here to him after he came, thousands of years, maybe more. We haven't asked once, and we have guessed that Yan Jun has forgotten that there is still him in the underworld. ”

Before they knew it, the Yiyun had reached the other side of the Lechuan River, and the bridge was already full of ghosts. "What are they doing here?" "Ah, this ...... It's also too ......" and too human. Isn't it?" "Hehehe, sort of. "Let's go, Meng Po is still waiting for you." Yiyun glanced back at the ferryman, and didn't know why Yiyun felt that the ferryman had just smiled at him. The smile is bright, and I can't see any expression, but I feel it like this. If Yiyun looked down and saw the demon gourd on his waist. You will find that the red rope on the gourd at this time emits an abnormal light, which was given to him by Ye Qingmei's little girl when she rushed to the temple fair.

Yoshiyun crossed the crowded Nai He Bridge and saw a beautiful woman in her twenties standing next to a cauldron, and everyone who passed in front of her would receive a bowl of soup, and the ghosts who had drunk the soup walked step by step into the mouth of reincarnation. Originally, I thought that people called Meng Po Meng Po, then it must be an old woman in her seventies and eighties, but she never thought that she was actually a beautiful woman in her prime. This difference made Yiyun stunned, and the long-tongued ghost ignored Yiyun walked up to Meng Po and took the Meng Po soup, smiled and thanked him, and drank the Meng Po soup in one gulp. Meng Po looked at Yiyun and smiled, "You wait for me, when the time comes, you will understand." Even the voice was soft and soft, and Yiyun stood behind Meng Po in a daze.

Thousands of ghosts have drunk Meng Po soup and entered the reincarnation mouth, but the Meng Po soup in the pot has not decreased in a mouthful. After Meng Po dealt with Yiqiē, she stretched out her hand and drew a picture beside Yiyun, and the red mandala quickly trapped Yiyun. Yiyun struggled to break free, but was trapped tighter and tighter. "What the hell are you going to do?"

"I'll wait for someone, as long as he comes, you can go. "You're crazy, the master doesn't know you, you almost let the master go, the person you are waiting for will not come." "If he doesn't come, you can stay here with me, hehehe......" The original laughter was already full of bitterness to Yiyun's ears at this time. Why is she so sure that person will come, the person who can come to work hard for herself, it seems that there is no one, if Ling Jiannan sees that she is dead, she will definitely say, "It's really useless." "If Xiao Yezi is a child, he will definitely cry a lot and live his own comfortable life.

Yiyun struggled for a long time and didn't let go at all, so he simply did it to the side, looking at Meng Po's face, which was as white as jade, with big apricot eyes blinking and blinking, and the eyelashes were like butterflies, "Meng Po, how long have you been here?" "Then do you remember why you came here?" Meng Po looked at Yiyun and shook her head, "Then you always know who you are waiting for, right?" "I don't remember, but if he was standing in front of me, I would definitely know that it was him." "Then how do you know that if you catch me, he will come?" "You have his breath in you." ”

"Meng Po, do you really want to do this?" Yiyun saw a handsome man wearing a python-patterned black robe, and his skin was like jade, and his eyes were filled with deep regret. "Ah Yan, this is the opportunity I have been waiting for for tens of thousands of years, I must meet him. "Okay, I'll wait with you, and then I'll stand by the Sansheng Stone. Yiyun looked at the black-robed man in a messy wind, this is Yan Jun, Yan Jun who is in charge of the underworld. The Yan Jun in the book is all liar, what is the hateful face, he is obviously handsome here.

"Here he comes. Yiyun followed the voice, and sure enough, there was a person floating in the distance, a moon-white robe, indescribably handsome and elegant in the yin wind, could this be the person Meng Po had been waiting for for tens of thousands ......of years?