Jin Zeqing looked at the huge spoon in front of her and blinked in confusion: How could she not know that Po Meng could move so fast!
At this time, Po Meng was standing in front of Hua Shang, covering Hua Shang firmly behind her. At the same time, she looked coldly at Luoxue, who had splashed twice in the Wangchuan River before sinking to the bottom: "Looking for death!" What can I do here? On the bridge, she was the master... After scorning Luoxue's remnant soul, Po Meng glanced sideways at Jin Qing, who was standing beside her and staring at her: Okay, this is a special situation!
Hua Shang looked at the sparkling river with a look of despair.
Po Meng turned around and carefully checked Hua Shang's body for any damage from falling snow.
Hua Shang came back to her senses and smiled softly at Granny Meng: "Grandma, I'm fine!"
Seeing that Hua Shang was indeed fine, Po Meng seemed to be relieved.
Po Meng raised her hand that was not holding the spoon, as if she wanted to slap Hua Shang on the shoulder, but she put it down again. She only clenched a fist tightly at her side and nodded coldly at Hua Shang. Nodding: "It's okay."
Seeing Hua Shang salute respectfully to her, Po Meng walked off the bridge carrying the spoon without looking back.
But Jin Qing found that Po Meng's steps seemed to be staggering...
Jin Qing raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this: There seems to be a story!
707: ...No task can be as charming as gossip.
With the opening of the barrier, the Naihe Bridge returned to normal. Countless ghosts with special looks and mutilated bodies rushed to the bridge, preparing to cross the bridge and re-enter reincarnation.
Due to their obsession with life, their bodies still remain the same as they were before death.
Some of these ghosts have mutilated bodies, some have missing limbs, some have missing heads, and some even have their bodies torn apart or crushed like thin photographs.
The Naihe Bridge is the point of no return, because it can only go forward and cannot look back.
Jin Qing looked at these strange ghosts and showed a relaxed look after letting go of his obsession. Even the broken appearance just now returned to his normal appearance. He was very confused in his heart: should he also have a pot of soup? Give it a try and find out whoever drinks this soup will be happy!
707, who noticed Jin Qing's thoughts: "..." With your heartless character, even if you drink Po Meng, it will be of no use, okay?
Jin Qing watched Po Meng making soup over there and sneezed...
Suddenly feeling hungry, Jin Qing rubbed his stomach and was about to find Ji Zang to get some food when he happened to hear the black and white conversation between two people in the distance.
No. n Hei Wuchang: "Do you think Mrs. Meng's soup is getting better and better!"
No. n+1 Bai Wuchang: "Yes, it is really getting more and more fragrant. I still remember that when Mrs. Meng just learned how to make soup, she really ruined a lot of good things."
Hei Wuchang: "Yes, the old Po Meng had just reincarnated at that time, and the new Po Meng didn't know what sadness was. The soup at that time was said to be worse than swill. I remember there was a ghost who was about to be reincarnated. Meng Poting hugged Po Meng's thigh and cried, saying that she was a gourmet and she would rather be sent to the eighteenth level of hell than force herself to eat such a bowl of soup."
Bai Wuchang replied with a smile: "No, who would have thought that the legend that the best soup in the world is only the soup that contains Po Meng Meng's sad tears is actually true! This soup of Master Meng Po , it actually happened overnight, it’s not in vain that she transformed herself into a daughter..."
Before Bai Wuchang could finish his words, Hei Wuchang covered his mouth: "You have lived enough, just talk about Meng Po Soup. In fact, you can talk more about Master Meng Po's private affairs."
After hearing Hei Wuchang's warning, Bai Wuchang nodded nervously, indicating that he understood: He was really too carried away, and even talked about Meng Po's personal affairs. This really let Master Meng Po know that the two of them Regardless of whether Gui Chao can keep his position, it may be difficult to even save his life.
After that, the two of them looked around nervously. When they found no one there, they shut their mouths tightly and walked quickly towards the Tenth Palace of the Underworld.
And I prayed secretly in my heart: Don’t let Mrs. Meng find out!
Unfortunately, their prayers were only half effective.
Before the two of them could take a few steps, they were blocked in a corner.
Black and White Wuchang was very anxious, with a look of confusion and shock on his face. In the underworld, there were not many people who dared to intercept ghosts so openly. Well, none at all!
But as long as the other party does this, no matter what the reason is for the other party to intercept you, you may not be able to defeat the other party...
707: Know the current affairs, what a good boy.
It's not as if they are belittling their identity, as if they are just stating a fact.
After sighing, Black and White looked at each other, then lowered their heads in unison, cupped their fists, and bowed to Jin Qing who was blocking them: "Sir!"
Although I am unfamiliar with the dry ghost in front of me with extremely abnormal body proportions, there have been various rumors flying all over the sky a while ago...
For example, the high-level officials sealed the bridge and played a hoarse game, and for example, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva would inexplicably start collecting food, and even contacted the Lord of Taishan who had not spoken for 80,000 years. They all made them feel that this was the one A legendary monster that overturned the underworld ecosystem.
The two of them had some doubts about Jin Qing's identity and origin, but they had great respect for this woman who, apart from eating and drinking at Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's place every day, squatted on the bridge watching the excitement with nothing to do. Of course, this respect was somewhat passive. .
After all, the other party is a person who follows Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, so naturally they are not someone they can afford to offend.
707: "..."
When Jin Qing heard the other party calling her "sir", she clicked her lips: "I haven't heard such a call for a long time. After all, she hasn't been an official for a long, long time."
After looking at Black and White Wuchang calling "Sir", he said nothing else.
Jin Qing suddenly grinned at them: "Come on, tell me the story of Po Meng!"
Black and White Wuchang looked at each other quietly: How could this person love watching the fun so much!
In Meng Po Pavilion.
Po Meng was making soup seriously, as if this was the only thing in her life.
Jin Qing quietly walked towards Po Meng and stared at Po Meng's chest seriously: If what those two impermanent ghosts said is true, then where did these two things come from. Why is it plumper than my own!
Thinking of this, Jin Qing lowered her head and looked at her chest quietly. Unexpectedly, her chest was empty, allowing her to directly see the insteps of her feet.
Jin Qing: "..." Actually, this is good, there is not so much burden, and there is no need to buy underwear...
707: "Haha" just hold your washboard to comfort yourself!
