"I can search your soul!"
Faced with Judge Cui's sudden attack, Li Yuqing's eyes clearly showed a hint of panic.
This is all good. If it were any ordinary person who entered the underworld and faced the judge's threat of searching for souls, he would probably be frightened to death on the spot.
Li Yuqing's heartbeat was pounding. She tried her best to stabilize her emotions and look calm.
Judge Cui narrowed his eyes and smiled, then looked at Li Yuqing quietly.
The endless pressure seemed to turn into black ink, spreading out from behind Judge Cui and engulfing Li Yuqing from all directions.
A long silence.
Extreme sense of oppression.
Li Yuqing even closed her eyes.
But suddenly, all the pressure disappeared instantly, and Judge Cui's voice came to his ears.
"Okay, you are Lei Zu's true successor. I can't touch you, and there is no need to touch you."
Li Yuqing opened her eyes and saw that Judge Cui had turned around, moved his bloody lower body, and walked slowly back behind the documents.
She admitted that facing the oppression of the underworld judge, her whole soul seemed to be screaming and trembling.
But fortunately, I finally got over it.
Li Yuqing breathed out silently.
Judge Cui suddenly said without looking back: "Although you are a soul body, your heartbeat just now was too fast. You are Lei Zu's true successor. How can you face me, a little judge, who can't bear the pressure? You have to Practice more.”
Li Yuqing's face stiffened and she smiled awkwardly.
Fortunately, Judge Cui has no murderous intention towards him.
If someone wanted to kill him, he might have vanished into thin air just now.
After sitting back on the paperwork, Judge Cui picked up the writing brush, wrote and drew on a piece of rice paper, and finally handed it to Li Yuqing.
"This is a reincarnation order. Take this piece of paper to Po Meng. She won't give you soup, and you won't be reincarnated again."
Li Yuqing took the rice paper and said in confusion, "I'm not reincarnated, so where will I go? Back to the human world?"
"You're not old, but you have pretty thoughts." Judge Cui sneered. Although the right side of his face still looked elegant and gentle, his smile was cold, "Help Meng Po fill the soup together, wait until Lei Zu comes to see you. , people will be released here, and then you can go wherever you like."
"All right."
Li Yuqing took the rice paper given by Judge Cui, left the small hall, sat on the black cloud of the bull-headed god again, and came to the bank of Naihe Bridge.
"Back again." Po Meng was speechless under the thatched shed.
The bull-headed Yin God pushed Li Yuqing in front of Po Meng: "She is Po Meng. Although she seems to have a bad temper, she is still a good person. She used to be very beautiful and she belongs to the underworld."
This was the most talkative time Li Yuqing had ever seen Niu Tou. She carefully handed the order of reincarnation to Po Meng, her eyes full of awe and curiosity.
It turns out that this wrinkled old woman is Po Meng, pretty much the same as in the legend.
"Reincarnation transfer order? Lei Zuzhen passed on the incense?" Po Meng took it and looked at it, her face was even more speechless: "Such a hot potato, surnamed Cui, threw it to me, but he was so relaxed that he asked me to be an old woman here to take care of the baby. .”
Li Yuqing didn't dare to speak, so she said cautiously: "Hello, Grandma Meng, my name is Li Yuqing..."
"What do I care about your name?" Po Meng pointed to the big pottery pot for making soup impatiently: "Go and add firewood to the bottom of the pot, as well as my yard, weeds, clothes, apple trees and so on. I......."
The bull-headed Yin Shen reminded in a low voice: "She is the incense passed down from Lei Ancestor..."
Po Meng's eyes widened: "What's wrong?"
The bull-headed Yin Shen shut up, turned around and left silently.
Po Meng turned to look at Li Yuqing: "What's wrong? You don't want to do it either. Do you feel wronged?"
"No no!"
Li Yuqing immediately started working.
But because I haven’t done it before.
And making soup seems to be just making soup, but there are too many details in it. When to use Qicheng fire, when to use Pluto fire, and when to use Yang fire, there are very strict procedures.
"You're so stupid, you're such a stupid pig!"
"You are adding to the underworld fire. Don't add to the yang fire. Are you going to boil the soup?"
Po Meng lay on the bamboo chair and scolded her at every turn.
"I'm sorry, it's my first time, so I'll do it right now."
Po Meng's scolding and Li Yuqing's apology were heard endlessly, making the thousands of ox-headed and horse-faced people by the Naihe Bridge fall silent.
The majestic Lei Zuzhen passed down the incense...
In this way, I don't know how much time passed, but Li Yuqing was surprised to find that the sun and moon were actually sunny in the underworld.
It was getting dark in the dim underworld.
Po Meng put away the big pottery pot and stretched: "This Jiazi's work is finally completed."
Li Yuqing, who was holding firewood, looked shocked: "Jiuzi? Sixty years? Sixty years have passed?"
Mrs. Meng rolled her eyes: "Otherwise, what do you think?"
"How long has it been since this world?"
"One day."
"ah!"
Li Yuqing was stunned on the spot.
"Okay, pack up your things and go back to rest. It will be half a month before you come back to work."
Looking at Po Meng's leaving figure, Li Yuqing suddenly understood why the gods were so powerful.
It takes one day for mortals to practice and evolve, but these gods have been practicing and evolving for sixty years. With such a time difference, no wonder the villain books say that one year in heaven and one day on earth, those great gods can easily have tens of thousands of years of cultivation.
'"Oh!"
Li Yuqing picked up the firewood and hurriedly followed Po Meng.
Po Meng's small courtyard has a very simple village style. The most conspicuous thing is the big apple tree at the door.
Hearing from the ghosts here that Po Meng likes to eat apples, Li Yuqing climbed a tree and picked a few, then came to Po Meng in disgrace.
"Have you gone to pick fruit? The dirt you've made all over your body is so ugly."
Po Meng rolled her eyes and waved her hand to emit a faint gray mist. After the gray mist surged, Li Yuqing's body was as clean as a newborn, and her skin was as white and tender as clear glass crystal.
Li Yuqing smiled innocently and handed out the apple.
Po Meng said she was disgusted, but she silently took the apple in her hand.
Li Yuqing started to work on the sanitation of the small courtyard again, cutting weeds, pruning tree branches, plowing the soil, and carrying water and firewood year after year.
Almost half a month passed and when she went to work again, Po Meng, who was lying on the bamboo chair, suddenly asked: "Nizi, you, the noble Lei Zuzhen, have passed on the incense, and you have to work here as a maid for me. Are you aggrieved?"
Li Yuqing, who was carrying firewood, was stunned and smiled indifferently: "If you don't feel wronged, how can there be any grievance in this?"
Po Meng watched Li Yuqing quietly carrying firewood and water.
Finally half a century passed.
"Let's go, Nizi, and go give soup to the dead souls."
"Okay mother-in-law!"
After walking out of the yard, Po Meng stood at the door and waited quietly for Li Yuqing to change clothes.
"alright?"
"Yeah, okay!"
"Be more prompt next time and have real ink marks."
Po Meng picked up the big clay pot, Li Yuqing held a bundle of firewood, and the old and the young walked towards Naihe Bridge.
As soon as she arrived at Naihe Bridge, Li Yuqing discovered that fresh dead souls appeared on the bridge. When she quickly set up a shelf and prepared to set up a pot to cook soup, she looked up and found that she recognized the fresh dead souls.
