Po Meng couldn't bear to look at such a small and cute child, but she was helpless. I can only smile softly and say: "Your mother is waiting for you at the end of the bridge. You will be able to go to the bridge after drinking the soup obediently, and you will be able to see your mother soon." After passing the Naihe Bridge, You will start a new life, reincarnate as a human being, and there will be a new mother waiting for you on the other side of the bridge.
After all, the child is a child, without such complicated thoughts. As soon as she heard that her mother was waiting for her on the other side of the bridge, she took the soup bowl from Po Meng's hand without saying a word, and drank it in one gulp.
After drinking, the child politely handed the bowl to Po Meng's hand: "Pretty aunt, give this back to you, I'm going to find my mother." The girl was very happy, she hadn't seen her mother for a long time. She ran up to Naiqiao in a short leg. Every step she took, she would forget some of her memories. She forgot what her name was, how old she was this year, and forgot that she wore a particularly beautiful floral dress yesterday. So she rushed to the road when she was after school because she was playing with her classmates.
I forgot the harsh screams made when the car braked suddenly, and forgot that a woman rushed in front of her, yelling her name hysterically.
She gradually forgot everything, together with the face she remembered most clearly.
The little body that was running happily gradually slowed down and merged into the slow-moving soul stream. Like all other ghosts, it walked slowly step by step, without a destination, and moved forward step by step mechanically.
"You shed ghost tears because you saw such a child?" Jun Luoheng said incredulously, looking at Po Feng Meng's red eyes again.
The Po Meng in front of her was not the Po Meng who had just taken over this life. She has been here for hundreds of years. The joys and sorrows she has seen are already unknown. How could she shed ghost tears for this kind of thing!
Po Meng closed her eyes and took a deep breath. A faint smile appeared on her beautiful lips, which was different from the usual cold smile. Her smile today was warm.
"His Royal Highness, has the Hades issued new regulations that don't allow us half-god and half-ghost people to cry?" Po Meng asked.
"No." Jun Luoheng frowned.
"Since there is no, why are you holding on to this matter? Otherwise, next time I want to cry, I will send someone to look for you and let you supervise it on the spot, how about?" Meng Po said.
Having said that, Jun Luoheng couldn't keep entangled any more. After all, Po Meng was not an ordinary little devil.
Jun Luoheng took a step back and handed over to Po Meng: "Farewell!" He turned and left, and within two steps he turned into a black mist and disappeared without a trace.
Po Meng breathed a sigh of relief. After she was sure that Jun Luoheng had indeed left, she waved her hand, and she immediately showed two people.
It was Chu Yan and Ling'er who had caused her to cry.
"Is it him?" Po Meng asked.
Chu Yan clenched his fist tightly, and kept nodding, "It's him, it's him."
"It's no wonder that the breath on his body is a bit strange, it seems to be tainted with the yang energy of a living person. It seems that the girl you are talking about is really with him." Meng Po said.
As soon as Chu Yan heard this, he could bear it, and immediately went to look for him.
Po Meng stopped him: "Wait a moment, I will go with you."
Chu Yan hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, this is my own business, I can't get involved with you, if the rules here are broken, you—"