Chapter Eighty-Five: Meng Pozhuang
The fat man was sad for a moment, and then continued to fly forward, when suddenly he heard a burst of dog barking. The screams grew louder and louder, mixed with the screams of the soul, and the people who listened were terrified.
When I came closer, I saw a hill composed of broken limbs, stained with blood, which was the famous vicious dog ridge on Huangquan Road. I saw that the vicious dog above had fierce eyes, a mouth full of steel teeth, and its fur was as hard as steel wire. Crazy to all kinds of souls, you won't stop without biting off a few taels of meat, that's how the one-armed and broken leg under your feet came about. Not to be outdone, the souls took out the dry food and dog-beating sticks prepared by the family members when they were buried in the cabinet, and confronted the vicious dogs. But the ghost can't escape the steel-mouthed copper teeth of this vicious dog even with all his might, and there are very few who can pass through this vicious dog ridge with their whole body.
The fat man didn't want to entangle, and when he slapped his chest, his whole body emitted a golden light. The vicious dog bit its body and made a "rattle, rattle" sound, grinning and retreating to the side with tears in its eyes. The fat man traveled all the way, and soon passed the vicious dog ridge.
Walking further, you will come to Jinji Mountain. As soon as they enter the mountain, a group of roosters pounce on them, and the iron beak can be compared with the vulture's beak to blind the eyes of the soul at once; the inciting wings can fly sand and stones, making it impossible to open the eyes; the sharp claws are like grasping soul hooks, and the skin and flesh bloom with one claw, and penetrate deep into the internal organs, and the matter is not finished without grasping the heart and liver. The ghost also grabbed the disk on the chest of the corpse when it was buried, containing five grains and grain, and circled with the rooster.
After experiencing these afterimages, the fat man realized that it is not easy to be a person, and it is not so easy to be a ghost.
Dogs and chickens are two very important mediums for communication between the yang and the underworld, the dog can hear the cry of the soul of the underworld, and the golden rooster must avoid the sunlight to avoid the ghost when it announces the dawn, so as not to scatter the soul. The old tooth dog will never sleep on the hot kang head, and the golden rooster will never sleep on its stomach. This Vicious Dog Ridge and Jinji Mountain are the two levels that all souls must pass, and only after passing these two levels can they be qualified to serve as ghosts. Only when you really walk on the Huangquan Road can you know the hardships of the road.
Not long after passing Jinji Mountain, I saw a sea of people in front of the release, colorful flags fluttering, and dragon and lion dances as if some party was being held. The fat man felt weird, and his right hand covered his eyes, and an orange light shot out of his eyes, and he saw it clearly. The lively scene is only the surface, and it is all transformed by the ghosts who have passed the Vicious Dog Ridge and Jinji Mountain. Unable to move forward due to incomplete limbs, he had to stay and gather here, waiting for the arrival of those sound spirits who were bewildered by the bustle, and then take the opportunity to find new limbs and replace them with his body so that he could continue to the underworld. And some able-bodied ghosts can pass the test unharmed, but it is the family members who burned three catties and six taels of paper money in front of the dead soul, and they can pass the customs smoothly with this road money, which is also the reason why money can make ghosts grind.
After that, it's the straight road. It was here the last time the fat man stepped onto the avenue from the gray wasteland through the film. Along the way, he saw all the purgatory-like scenes, and the fat man also felt as if he had died once, and his mood changed again.
After a day of galloping, the fat man came to the Lethe River again. Glancing at Meng Pozhuang beside him, the fat man stepped on the Nai He Bridge. At this moment, a young and delicate woman came behind the fat man, and Shi Li said: "The little woman Meng Jiang has seen Shangxian, and asked Shangxian to move to Zhuangzhong for a while." ”
The fat man ignored it and moved on.
Meng Jiang was not discouraged, and asked, "Shangxian is looking for someone?"
The fat man turned around abruptly and said viciously, "How do you know the way?"
The little woman also listened to her mother-in-law. The mother-in-law is in the village. Why don't you ask Shangxian personally?" Meng Jiang sent out an invitation again.
The fat man knew that this Meng Pozhuang was very evil, but for the sake of a thousand hearts, he still stepped into it without hesitation.
The fat man was also very curious about this Meng Pozhuang, and looked around all the way. Seeing this, Meng Jiang introduced the fat man.
"This high platform is called Yawangdai, and it is surrounded by one hundred and eight corridors where ghosts can rest. ”
The fat man nodded, and walked through the passage of the porch. When I passed by the door, I saw that the corridor was quite simple, with only a low table and a cup. The liquid in the cup is orange, steaming with aroma, and it is thought to be the legendary Meng Po soup. Ghosts have long had a dry mouth after trekking through mountains and rivers along the way, and often they can't help but drink this soup, forgetting the love and hatred of their previous lives.
"Meng Po soup is made by boiling the water of the Lechuan River and the flowers on the other side, and it is something that every ghost must drink. ”
"What happens if you don't drink it?" the fat man asked curiously, too.
As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of "gurgling" from the corridor next to him. Meng Jiang motioned for the fat man to look at it himself.
In the corridor, a ghost was trapped on the ground with a scimitar on its limbs, and a copper tube was stuck in his throat, and the severe pain made his face distort and look very hideous. A ghost pawn with a cup in his hand, despite his resistance, poured Meng Po soup into the brass pipe, and this is how the gurgling sound was made. The ghost choked on tears and snot, and the orange Meng Po soup overflowed from his mouth and nose. But it didn't take long for the ghost to stop struggling.
When the fat man saw this, he was secretly vigilant in his heart, and secretly said in his heart: This Meng Pozhuang is really not a good place.
Walking through the corridor, the fat man followed Meng Jiang to the hall. The banquet had already been set up in the hall, and a kind old woman was waiting at the door early.
"Meng Po Zhuang Meng Po, I've seen the immortals!" When the old woman saw the fat man, she hurriedly took a few steps forward and said with a smile.
The fat man also hurriedly returned the salute, and after a few words of greeting, the three of them walked into the hall. If you look closely, you can find that Meng Po is always half a step behind the fat man.
After welcoming the fat man to the upper seat, Meng Po opened his mouth and said: "Shangxian Road passes through Meng Po Village, why is it not allowed to enter twice?"
"It's all my fault. The fat man said sincerely, "I should have come to see Meng Po earlier." ”
Meng Po smiled: "The immortal is serious. Come, the old woman toasts you. With that, he picked up the cup on the table and drank it all.
The fat man hurriedly got up, looked at the sake in the cup, hesitated, and drank it too.
Meng Po was very happy when she saw it, and clapped her hands and two scantily clad young girls came in from outside the door.
"The little women Meng Yong and Meng Ge are not talented, and they have the courage to present a song for the immortals, I hope you can like it. After speaking, he danced to the music.
Meng Jiang also snuggled in the fat man's arms at this time and poured wine for him.
The fat man had a lewd smile on his face, his hands kept teasing the beauty in his arms, his eyes were staring at the writhing waist in the field, and he did not refuse the sake that Meng Jiang handed to his mouth, and he looked like a pig brother as if he had forgotten the purpose of his coming.
At the end of the song, the fat man stood up and clapped his hands. But as soon as he got up, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground. Meng Jiang took out the soul rope and tied up the fat man, and the two daughters of Yong and Ge also conjured up the sword and came closer.
"You wine," said the fat man, frightened.
Meng Po Ha Ha Da Lu smiled, "What the King of Hades said is right, you are really a reckless man. Come to my Meng Pozhuang and dare to drink things indiscriminately, but it's so daring!"
"You, you, what did you give me a drink?"
"It's just sake made from oni fruit and ecstasy spring water. After drinking my ecstasy wine, even Da Luo Jinxian will have weak limbs and mouth to spit out the truth, so you can wait for the interrogation of Hades with peace of mind. ”
"Hades, how did he know that I was here?" Also, how did you know that I was here to find someone in the underworld?" the fat man said weakly.
"No comment! just wait for the bull head and horse face to come and pick up people. After speaking, he turned to Meng Yong and said, "Calculate the time, they should have arrived a long time ago." You go out and greet you and see what's going on. ”
Meng Yong bowed down to receive the order and walked out.
The fat man talked for a while, and when he saw that he couldn't ask anything, he suddenly spat out a puddle of liquid from his mouth. The aroma of wine is overflowing, and it is the ecstasy wine.
"You didn't drink?!" Meng Po said in horror.
The fat man smiled and didn't answer, and with a loud roar, his body grew out of thin air. With a "click", the soul rope broke in response. Stretching out his giant hand, he easily lifted Meng Ge up and threw him into the corner. Mongo was so numb from the fall that he struggled a few times and couldn't get up.
Meng Jiang saw the fat man looking at him viciously, and he was so frightened that he climbed directly to the ground and trembled, and said in horror: "Don't kill me!"
As if the days were like years, the imaginary pain did not come, Meng Jiang raised his head curiously, and saw the fat man striding towards Meng Po.
"What do you want to do? I, my Meng Po is the god of the Netherworld, you dare to mess around?" Meng Po said with a panicked face as she moved to the door.
The corners of the fat man's mouth were slightly upturned, revealing his white teeth, and he came to Meng Po after a few steps.
At this moment, a loud laugh suddenly came from Zhuang Nei, "Master Meng Po is very capable, our brother subdued the dead fat man before he arrived, it's really amazing." "Listen to this voice, it is the hair of the ox.
Meng Po suddenly came to her senses, and shouted loudly: "Kill, help!" and ran while shouting, and left the hall in a blink of an eye.
The fat man took a huge step and chased after him.
Seeing Meng Po running out in a panic, Niu Tou asked, "Master Meng Po, what happened?"
Meng Po didn't answer, and pulled Meng Yong and ran into the distance.
Just when Niu Tou and Ma Liang looked at each other, and the second monk was confused, the fat man chased after him, and the two of them knew the reason for Meng Po's escape.
Looking at the fat man who was several feet tall, Niu Tou Ma Mian secretly swallowed his saliva, and his legs and stomach trembled a little. They had suffered a few big losses at the hands of the fat man, and now they were naturally scared when they met.
The two of them secretly complained in their hearts, didn't they already charm the fat man, why were they still jumping around?
"What do you want to do?" asked Ma Mian, holding the steel fork tightly.
The fat man smiled slightly, "I just want to hit you all over the ground looking for teeth, which is what I said before." ”
Naturally, the bull head and horse face would not be restrained, and rushed towards the fat man with a roar, and the fat man also took a huge step to meet him, and the three of them immediately became a group.