Just as I was thinking wildly, a sinister old lady's voice suddenly came from the front, "Young man, what are you thinking about?"
The voice was sometimes far away and sometimes close, and it was like a mouth speaking next to your ear. It was so cold that I was so startled that I quickly looked forward.
I saw an old lady in front of me, staring at me with eyes as red as blood, and a strange smile on her lips, as if she had evil intentions towards me.
The impression this old lady gave me was completely beyond my understanding of Po Meng.
I have always felt that even if Mrs. Meng is not an amiable old lady, she at least does not look so scary, but unexpectedly she looks like a man-eating demon.
I quickly pretended to be confused again and continued walking forward.
Seeing that there was nothing unusual about me, Po Meng continued to pick up a water ladle with a long handle, scooped Po Meng's soup from the large bucket next to her, and poured it directly on the head of a wandering soul.
The green soup made from unknown ingredients flowed all over Wandering Soul's cheeks. He stuck out his tongue stupidly and wanted to lick the soup on his face, but his tongue suddenly retracted.
This way of eating soup is simply humiliating.
Suddenly, Po Meng's eyes glowed with bloodthirsty red, she stared at the wandering soul in front of her and said coldly: "Are you going to drink or not?"
I looked carefully and saw that this wandering spirit was a young man. He shook his head, and then nodded quickly, "Drink."
"Well... that's pretty much it." Meng Po showed a smile, very satisfied with Wandering Soul's answer, and bent down to start making Meng Po soup again.
But at this moment, the wandering soul actually ran away, and the speed was not slow.
I was shocked in my heart, secretly thinking that this wandering spirit was probably in danger.
Sure enough, Po Meng was furious and made a sharp and penetrating voice, "Did you run away? Catch him quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a black-robed figure suddenly appeared in front of Wandering Soul. It was the Yin Zai who was missing half of his head.
Yin Chai waved his hand, and a black chain with a hook on the front instantly penetrated Wandering Soul's chest, hooked on his ribs, and was dragged alive by him to Po Meng.
"Ah ah ah." The wandering soul screamed and shook his head desperately, "No, I don't want to have soup with Meng Po, I don't want to forget the memory of my previous life, I..."
Karbengbeng.
But before he could finish his words, the black-robed Yin Cha next to him suddenly stretched out his hands to grab Wandering Soul's upper and lower jaws, and tore them apart fiercely.
With a scalp-numbing scream, Wandering Soul's jaw was torn off, and Yin Zai pinched his neck, causing him to look up.
The young wandering soul's eyes were extremely frightened.
"Huh." Meng Po snorted coldly, took out Meng Po soup with a spoon, and poured it directly into the throat of the man who had lost his chin, saving him the trouble of swallowing because he had no mouth.
Moreover, this Meng Po soup seemed different from the previous ones. It was like sulfuric acid poured on the wandering soul, making a sizzling corrosive sound, causing the wandering soul's body to twitch violently in pain.
My heart was beating wildly when I saw it. It was like being tortured. They were treated like this just because they didn’t want to drink Meng Po soup. They were simply devils from hell.
The other wandering souls beside me who were confused and frightened were trembling instinctively. Some of the wandering souls whose eyes revealed a sense of sanity probably gave up their evil thoughts completely.
"You, come here, have some soup." Mrs. Meng actually crossed the people in line in front and pointed at me.
I felt a sudden tremor in my heart, thinking: Could it be that Po Meng saw something?
Otherwise, why would you order me to drink soup alone?
But I still pretended to be stupid and knew nothing, and walked up to Mrs. Meng with dull eyes.
She looked at me with a smile, "You don't want to drink Po Meng's soup, do you? This soup is delicious. If you don't drink the soup, you will be like him."
Po Meng pointed at the wandering soul who was still lying on the ground twitching.
I was extremely nervous, but my head shook dully.
Just as Mrs. Meng scooped out a large spoonful of soup, she was about to pour it on my head.
I couldn't help it anymore, so I grabbed the spoon and said dullly: "I'll do it myself."
I couldn't stand the humiliating way she fed me soup.
And Hong Dan said, just let me drink it directly and he will take care of it.
I didn't have any scruples. I endured the discomfort and took a small sip. After discovering that it was colorless and tasteless, I drank it all.
But at the moment when Meng Po Soup slid down the esophagus into my stomach, a red tentacle suddenly appeared in my stomach and opened its mouth toward the esophagus. It drank all the Meng Po Soup without leaving a drop.
It was Hong Dan who took action, his tentacles squeaking, his lips squeaking, and he actually seemed to be a little unfinished.
"Well..." Mrs. Meng was very satisfied with my attitude and said, "It seems that you like the soup I made. Let's have a bowl."
After talking, she actually bought me another big spoonful. In order not to arouse her suspicion, I had no choice but to drink it.
The moment I lowered my head, I just saw Mrs. Meng's red eyes staring at me. She didn't speak, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.
I was so nervous that I didn’t dare to say anything. I don’t know how much time had passed, but just when I couldn’t stand it anymore, Meng Po whispered in confusion, “It’s strange, how come your state after drinking Meng Po soup is different from other wandering souls? ?Do you still remember the memories of your previous life?"
I shook my head numbly.
Mrs. Meng looked at the yinshi and said: "Let him go first. It's probably not a living soul that has sneaked in. The underworld has been uneasy recently and there are undercurrents. By the way, you can use the Eye of the Ghost King to check him carefully." .”
The dark man in black nodded when he heard this and pushed me directly.
I was on tenterhooks, not knowing what the Eye of the Ghost King she was talking about was, so I pretended to be a walking zombie and walked forward.
Suddenly, a burst of green light came out from behind me, covering my body. I suddenly felt like I had an electric shock, and I felt like all my secrets were being exposed.
But at this moment, the red egg suddenly emitted a wave of waves that covered my body, and the dangerous feeling of exposing the secret disappeared instantly.
The green light also disappeared, and a sinister voice came from behind, "It should be fine, no one can escape the inspection of the Ghost King's Eye."
"Well, pick up your spirits and continue searching for other wandering souls. Don't let any fish slip through the net." After Mrs. Meng's voice came, they finally stopped paying attention to me.
I immediately breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that I had finally passed the test, but I still pretended to be a zombie and slowly walked off the bridge.
During this period, I kept feeling my back and two eyes staring at me from time to time.
The feeling didn't go away until I was well under the bridge, but I didn't let my guard down.
After walking for more than a kilometer, until the bridge was no longer visible, he looked around cautiously.
Finding that except for some wandering spirits, there were no other scary and sneaky people following me, I quickly ran behind a big rock, leaning against my back and breathing heavily.
It was really thrilling and exciting just now. Po Meng and Yin Zai were obviously checking whether there were any living souls among the wandering souls, and they seemed to be very strict.
Also, what did he mean by the undercurrent in the underworld? What happened?
Suddenly, my heart skipped a beat, and I had a weird and horrifying thought. Did the existence that took away Yuru Snowman’s soul notice that I was coming down?
That’s why he ordered Po Meng to strictly check the wandering souls in the past, and if any living souls were found mixed in, they would immediately catch them and kill them?
A chilling feeling rushed from the soles of my feet to my forehead.
"It's not impossible, but I've already passed the level. It should be fine. The next few levels should be fine, and I'll have to pass through the Evil Dog Ridge and the Jinji Mountain." Zen's voice suddenly sounded.
My heart moved, and I had heard a little bit about Wugouling and Jinji Mountain in the world.
It is said that the wandering souls passing through these two stations are very miserable. As for how they will be treated, you will know soon.
However, these are not my concerns. What I am struggling with is how to break the spell Yang Jinghong cast on me.
"Zen, the water in the Forgotten River is gone. How should I decipher the love? Where are the flowers on the other side?" I asked sadly.
If this trip to the underworld not only fails to find Yu Ruxue's human soul, but also fails to break the spell that Yang Jinghong cast on me, it will really be in vain.
Also, regarding the feeling that Yang Jinghong implanted deep into my soul in the end, Zen said that only grandma might be able to resolve it, and I don’t know when I can meet her.
"Well..." Zen pondered for a moment and said: "You should continue to move forward. You might be able to find the flowers of the other shore in the next few levels. As for the water of the Forgotten River, we can only discuss it again. In short, we can only I can take one step at a time and see one step at a time.”
I sighed secretly, this is all I can do for now.
After resting for a while, he stood up and found that the number of wandering souls around him was densely packed. After a while, the number reached thousands.
Although they were still walking forward in a daze, their speed was much faster, and they could all catch up with my running speed.
I looked behind me and made sure nothing was following me, then I ran forward quickly.
I don’t know how much time passed, but a small hill appeared in front of me, with a pavilion built on it.
It's just that most of the pavilion collapsed, and the stone pillars supporting the pavilion seemed to have been broken by a giant object. They stood there at different heights, looking dilapidated and decayed. It was unknown what had happened.
Zen suddenly flew out of my mind and looked ahead solemnly, "This is the second level, the Hometown Viewing Platform. Wandering souls can see their relatives in their hometown and receive tributes from their families. There is also a shady handle, but why? Has it turned into this dilapidated appearance?"
"Wangxiang Terrace?" My first thought was that it was a bit unreasonable for this Wangxiang Terrace to be built behind Naihe Bridge.
After drinking Meng Po soup and forgetting the memories of the past life, is there any need to see the relatives back home?
Wangxiang Terrace should be built in front of Naihe Bridge, after asking this question.
Zen shook his head and said: "I don't know the specific reason, but the real situation in the underworld is not like the legends circulating in the world. The legends beautify the underworld."
"Just like Po Meng, there are some rumors in the world that she is an amiable old woman, but she is a devil. If you dare not drink Po Meng's soup, she will torture you to death. But this is not what we should pay attention to. You should run forward quickly to avoid long nights and dreams. "
After I finished speaking, I stopped talking and ran forward faster. At the same time, I was thinking about a problem. The Wangxiang Terrace had been damaged for a long time.
So, why didn’t Yama, the ten halls of the underworld, order the construction? What happened?
Gradually, more and more wandering souls gathered around me. Some wandering souls were even faster than me. They surpassed me in an instant and disappeared from sight.
The number is increasing, almost reaching tens of thousands. I don’t know how long it has passed, but the surrounding fog has gradually thinned, and from time to time, corpses and remains on the ground can be seen around them.
Vaguely, a huge black silhouette appeared in the far distance ahead, reaching into the sky with no top visible, and a faint scream could be heard.
I quickly stopped, carefully observed the situation ahead, and moved forward carefully.
When I ran forward for a short distance again, I actually heard the barking and roaring of dogs, a very confusing sound mixed with the screams of wandering souls, and there were quite a lot of them.
"Is this..." I stopped and looked ahead solemnly.
"Evil Dog Ridge has arrived." Zen's voice came, "Let Hongdan come out, he will drag you, it will be faster and it will ensure safety. By the way, you have never eaten dog meat or beaten a dog."
"Ah? No, I really like cats and dogs. Why would I eat them?" I replied subconsciously.
"That's good." Zensong said grandly, "If you have eaten dog meat, it will be very troublesome to cross this evil dog ridge."
My heart skipped a beat, and I immediately knew the origin of the screams ahead. Could it be that they were all coming from the mouths of wandering souls who had eaten dog meat?
What are they going through? Are they being...
Suddenly, a red light flashed, and a red egg appeared, dragging me up and flying forward quickly, following these wandering souls to the front.
When I saw the scene in front of me, I was shocked. I saw a huge mountain with no top visible and a gray color standing in front of me.
Corpses were strewn all over the mountain, with broken limbs and broken arms everywhere. The strong smell of blood made people sick, and many places were dyed bright red with blood, just like Shura Hell.
The barking of wild dogs and the screams of wandering spirits became louder and clearer. They came from the other side of the mountain. My scalp was numb when I heard them.
I don’t know what kind of torture those wandering souls are suffering behind this mountain.
The red egg under the body was not affected in any way, and we continued to follow the wandering spirit in front. Soon we came to a grand canyon about several kilometers long.
