"Old woman, bring me a bowl. Su Xing came to the front, smiled brightly, and actively begged Meng Po for soup.

"You're a strange boy. Meng Po raised her head and looked at her in surprise, but the action of scooping up the soup was not slow.

The copper spoon and the big iron pot collided with the crisp sound, and Meng Po scooped a few more spoonfuls and poured them into the celadon bowl. Su Xing stared curiously, and found that the soup in a large iron pot had not been scooped up until now, and the celadon bowl was broken without knowing how much, and Meng Po still took it out, as if it was inexhaustible.

"Come, mother-in-law sees that you are well-behaved, and will give you a little more. Meng Po smiled kindly and handed over the celadon bowl, which was filled with Meng Po soup, and the bright soup was crystal clear, like amber melting.

"This is the legendary Meng Po soup, it's a pity not to drink it. Su Xing muttered quietly, took the celadon bowl, and saw the soft jade-like noodle soup, which reflected the unkempt surface.

Grunt.

Su Xing raised his neck and drank a whole bowl of Meng Po soup cow.

"Delicious!"

Su Xing rolled up his sleeves and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said happily.

"Mother-in-law's thousands of years of craftsmanship, of course, is not blown. Meng Po nodded with satisfaction, showing a kind smile, and the other ghosts immediately lost their memories after drinking Meng Po soup, and only after waking up and drinking the soup, they also commented.

"Wait!" Meng Po suddenly realized something, her eyes widened, and she looked at the awakening who was relishing, "You kid"

"Mother-in-law, let's have another bowl. Wake up, click your mouth, can't help it, and said shyly.

The ghost in the back stared wide-eyed and collapsed.

"You kid doesn't have amnesia?" Meng Po said cautiously, because it was too weird, the old woman had sold Meng Po soup for thousands of years, and she had not encountered such a situation.

This matter is very important, and it cannot be careless.

"I don't have amnesia. Su Xing scratched the back of his head and asked a little shyly, "Does it cost money to drink soup?"

"Then I won't drink, I don't have any money. Su Xing looked embarrassed, turned around and walked to the tenth hall to prepare to enter reincarnation.

Can't let that kid enter the six realms of reincarnation, he hasn't lost his memory yet!

Meng Po secretly said that it was not good, and immediately stopped and woke up, "Young man, the soup is free!"

"Really?" Su Xing walked back, staring at Meng Po suspiciously. Free soup, there is such a good thing in the world?

"Of course, Mother-in-law will lie to you, don't care if you are full!" Meng Po rolled her eyes and said firmly.

"Oh my God!"

There was a ghost crying wolf at the back of the team, and the little ghost Yaksha was shocked, and the ghost secretly screamed.

Meng Po knows that the relationship between the Tao and the Tao is very strong, although she is old, her movements are not ambiguous at all, she is more flexible than the young man, her arms are shaken, she brushes a few times, and the four celadon bowls are neatly arranged in front of the small stall.

The celadon bowl is filled with bright soup, like a bright mirror on all four sides, the rich aroma is wafting, and the ghosts in the distance are all rolling in the Adam's apple, secretly swallowing saliva, knowing that Lu Dao will forget everything before him after drinking Meng Po soup, leaving the last drop of red dust tears, but he is still salivating and wants to take a sip.

"Mother-in-law is amazing. Su Xing praised from the bottom of his heart, and took a big bowl of celadon and drank it freely.

"Mother-in-law, I just practice makes perfect. Meng Po said lightly, her heart full of pride and pride. For the first time, the ghost was hungry for soup, and it was the first time she met her in the position of Meng Po, and the corners of her wrinkled eyes couldn't help but moisten slightly.

Wake up from the corner of her eyes and see the tears in the corners of Meng Po's eyes, raise her face and say, "Mother-in-law, the soup is delicious!"

"Really?" the tears hanging from the corners of Meng Po's eyes completely fell, and a cloudy tear rolled over her wrinkled face, "Mother-in-law has been selling Meng Po soup at a stall for thousands of years, and there are ghosts drinking Mother-in-law's Meng Po soup all the time, and it is the first time I have heard a ghost say that Mother-in-law's soup is delicious." ”

Meng Po has been selling soup for thousands of years, how many ghosts drink soup in front of the stall, Meng Po soup slowly enters the throat, falling red dust tears, and even many ghosts come to struggle and are unwilling to drink Meng Po soup, unable to let go of the past and present lives. If it weren't for Meng Po's own strength, she used a charming soul voice to make the ghost in a trance, so she drank the soup. But I have never taken the initiative to drink the soup like Awakening, and said that the soup was delicious.

A cloudy tear fell, Meng Po had seen countless ghosts crying, and her heart was extremely sad, this time she shed tears, crying happily.

"Hey, boy, hurry up. We are still in a hurry to drink Meng Po soup, and then go to reincarnation!" The ghost behind pushed and woke up, urging, he was a reincarnated ghost, and he was in a hurry to reincarnate.

"yes, we changed it after drinking. "Another ghost urges, he is a hungry ghost, anxious to drink the delicious Meng Po soup.

"All right, young man, you come to the shop first, my mother-in-law is happy today, and I will make soup for you to drink when I am free." Meng Po said kindly, she looked at the long dragon behind her and thought of her duty.

Awakening is too special, he was the first to drink Meng Po soup without losing his memory, and Meng Po couldn't let him go easily.

"Okay. Su Xing readily agreed, he knew that Lu Dao had not forgotten the past, and he could not be put into the six realms of reincarnation and reincarnated.

Su Xing put down the celadon bowl, walked around to the back of the shop, and stood behind Meng Po to watch her busy.

The stall is a simple cart, made of gray-brown wood, with vague and simple lines, and has the heritage of being rubbed by the palm of the hand countless times. The cart has a lot of hidden drawers, and on top of it is a large iron cauldron with the miraculous Meng Po soup.

"Bring me a bowl, old woman!" said the reincarnated ghost hurriedly, knocking on the front desk of the trolley.

Meng Po was stunned, she didn't use a charming soul singing, the ghost actually took the initiative to ask for Meng Po soup!

"Hurry up, I'm in a hurry to reincarnate, and I'll settle accounts with you when the auspicious time is delayed!" The reincarnation ghost said impatiently at the mention of his voice.

"Good, good" Meng Po quickly took out a large celadon bowl from the drawer, shook the copper spoon, scooped up Meng Po soup from the iron pot and put it into the celadon bowl.

The reincarnated ghost hurriedly took the celadon bowl and immediately raised his head and drank it heavily, for fear that Meng Po soup would not reach his mouth.

With a clang, the celadon bowl fell to the ground, shattered in half, and slowly disappeared, and the reincarnated ghost turned around in a daze and walked towards the teleportation leading to the tenth hall.

"It seems that the effect of Meng Po soup has not failed. Meng Po breathed a sigh of relief, if the effect of Meng Po soup fails, the consequences will be unimaginable, there will be hundreds of millions or even more ghosts stranded in the underworld, unable to be reincarnated, which will cause chaos in the reincarnation of the Three Realms.

"Wife, hurry up. As soon as the reincarnated ghost left, the hungry ghost hurriedly squeezed up.

The difference is that the hungry ghost drinks slowly and carefully.

It's a pity that it's useless, as soon as Meng Po soup is eaten, the ghost will immediately lose his memory, no matter how much he drinks or how little he drinks, he forgets all the taste.

Smack.

The greedy ghost broke the celadon bowl and walked away in a daze, and instinctively looked back at the same small stall, as if there was something that had haunted him somewhere.

The long queue was up, and the ghosts came to the stall in an orderly manner, drank a bowl of Meng Po soup, and rushed to the tenth hall to enter the six realms of reincarnation and reincarnation.

Awakening eyes followed Meng Po's movements up and down, and felt a trace of mystical charm in the dark, as if there was a paper separation, and he couldn't spit it out in his mouth. He was also curious about the other drawers of the cart, which Meng Po had never opened.

Many ghosts passed, and the long queue did not decrease in the slightest, waking up and looking boredly at the ghosts who came forward to drink Meng Po soup.

There are all kinds of ghosts, there are human forms and animals, there are ordinary ghosts, there are also evil ghosts such as decapitated ghosts, fierce ghosts, and evil ghosts, but no matter what ghosts, all of them can't match Meng Po's singing.

"Come~ come, a bowl of Meng Po soup, happy in the next life. ”

"As soon as Meng Po Chrysostom opened, any ghost came forward. Drink the delicious Meng Po soup and go to reincarnation in a daze. "Wake up bored, muttering quietly. He wondered why he had drunk Meng Po soup without losing his memory, but he had no clue.

"Because of the meritorious soul, or the Lechuan fish ball, or the Huangquan drank too much?"

Thinking about it, a dark cloud rolled in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, it came to him.

On the rolling dark clouds stood a large yaksha with two wings on its back and three horns on its head, and a fierce demon was held behind it.

The Great Yaksha received an urgent notice on the way to escort the evil spirits and hurried to this place.

"Lord Mengpo! summoned by King Yama, the Son of Heaven has a difficult birth!" said the Great Yaksha, standing on the billowing dark clouds, anxiously.

"What!"

In an instant, the little ghost Yaksha panicked, Meng Po was shocked, hurriedly calmed down, and shouted to the ghosts: "Little ghost Yaksha keep in formation, don't panic, I will go to the Temple of the Son of Heaven immediately!"

The little ghost Yaksha quickly calmed down, and the bone whip twitched to maintain order in the team, which showed that he was well-trained, and at the same time, he could also see that Meng Po's status was not low.

Meng Po nodded with satisfaction and looked at the awakening again.

Wake up and suddenly chuckled in her heart, knowing that Meng Po must not be good at this time.

"Young man, my mother-in-law is going to the Son of Heaven Hall to deliver the Son of Heaven, you have to guard the stall and scoop Meng Po soup for the ghosts. The safety of the underworld and the order of the six reincarnations are all in your hands!" Meng Po grasped the awakened palm and said with a solemn face.

"Me?" Meng Po buttoned up a big hat, woke up with weak legs and feet, and grabbed Meng Po's shriveled arm, "Mother-in-law, I can"

"Mother-in-law knows that you can do it!Mother-in-law knows when she sees you for the first time, you are the material of Meng Po!" said Meng Po's ghostly figure, the phantom swayed, the dark clouds rose under her feet, and flew to the side of the Great Yaksha, "Let's go!"

"Yes!" the Great Yaksha tightened his chains, firmly trapped the evil spirit, the dark clouds rolled under his feet, the sound rumbled like thunder, and Meng Po hurried to the Temple of the Son of Heaven in Xudu!

"It's really the son of the king of Hades - the ghost is in a hurry, there must be chaos in the Son of Heaven Palace. Wake up and sigh, make up for the hurried appearance of the ghost servants and ghost officials in the Son of Heaven Palace, and then slowly walked to the stall, picked up the celadon bowl with one hand, and picked up the copper spoon with the other, "Line up, the master is now Meng Po!"

The underworld is originally the realm of death, most of the residents are ghosts who have died, and their bodies are full of the qi of yin death, and there is no possibility of having children in the rules, and they cannot be passed on to the next generation.

But there is no absolute in all things in the world, there are always exceptions in the rules, some cultivators have reached the peak, created yin and yang, the yin and yang ghosts, the yin and yang turn to yang, there is a glimmer of vitality, this is like a living being, with the ability to give birth, can give birth to offspring.