Zhou Wen could see the frightened Li Xuan, and saw the data flow on his body flickering continuously, like a brain that was processing calculations at high speed.
Although Zhou Wen didn't know much about Li Xuan's ability to transform fear, it seemed that the Millennium Dream didn't have that strong effect on him.
After about half an hour, the high-speed flow of data on Li Xuan's body finally stopped, and his sleeping body woke up suddenly.
After breaking free from fear, Li Xuan's body fell heavily to the ground.
"Is this considered to have passed the dream punishment? Do you want to do it again?" Li Xuan looked at the white-haired mother-in-law and asked.
But when he took a look, he found that the white-haired mother-in-law was no longer in the execution room.
Zhou Wen and others didn't notice when the white-haired mother-in-law disappeared.
"What's the situation? It should be considered over, right?" Li Xuan walked out from the execution room.
Boom!
Just as Li Xuancai walked out of the torture room, he heard a loud noise, and the gate at the back of Netherworld City slowly opened, revealing a path leading to the outside.
Zhou Wen felt a little strange that he didn't see the City Master of Huangquan. The City Master of Huangquan he met when he came last time seemed to have completely disappeared this time, and he never appeared from the beginning to the end.
And with the opening of the gate of Huangquan City, instead of the desert scenery outside, a bridge appeared instead.
That stone bridge has been leading to the distance, but there is no end in sight, and the yellow smoke under the bridge is rolling, and nothing can be seen.
At the head of the stone bridge, the white-haired mother-in-law from the previous dream torture room was sitting impressively, but now there is no stone table in front of her, only a big pot is placed, and something seems to be boiled in the pot, but the smoke is also billowing, I can't even see what's going on.
"Could it be the legendary Naihe bridge and Mengpo soup?" Lu Bushun's expression became very strange when he saw the bridge and the cauldron.
In fact, seeing this scene, the others probably had the same idea as him.
The legend of Naihe Bridge and Meng Po Tang is well known in the Eastern District.
It is said that there will be ghosts after death. If a ghost wants to be reincarnated, he must drink a bowl of Mengpo soup to wash away the memory of the previous life, so that he can be reincarnated as a clean soul.
In the Three Realms and Six Realms, all living beings are reincarnated and must drink such a bowl of soup, which shows the magic and strangeness of Mengpo soup.
After crossing the Naihe Bridge, it is the real underworld, which is not a place where strangers can go.
Now that things are up to now, even if the front is really a hellish place, Zhou Wen and the others can only make a breakthrough.
An Tianzuo led the people towards the stone bridge, Zhou Wen and Li Xuan glanced at each other, and they also walked towards the stone bridge together.
"There is no one on the Yellow Springs Road. If you want to set foot on the Naihe Bridge, you must first drink a bowl of Wangchuan Soup." When An Tianzuo and the others approached the stone bridge, the white-haired mother-in-law said.
"Since this is really the Wangchuan River and the Naihe Bridge, then this soup should be the Meng Po soup that can make people forget their past and present lives?" An Jingyu asked.
"I only know Wangchuan soup, but I don't know what Mengpo soup is." The white-haired mother-in-law replied calmly without any change in expression.
"Aren't you Po Meng?" Lu Bushun asked.
"I'm just a bridge guard. I only know how to guard bridges and sell soup. I have long forgotten my name." The white-haired mother-in-law still had the same expression, as if everything had nothing to do with him.
"So drinking your soup will make people lose their memory?" Lu Bushun asked again.
"Yes." The white-haired mother-in-law replied.
"Can you cross the bridge without drinking soup?" Lu Bushun asked again unwillingly.
"Yes." The white-haired mother-in-law's answer was somewhat unexpected.
But then the white-haired mother-in-law went on to say: "As long as you die, you can cross the Naihe bridge without drinking Wangchuan soup."
"Overseer, it seems we can only force our way through." Lu Bushun whispered to An Tianzuo.
"You can't force your way in." Zhou Wen said.
Although I have never seen this white-haired mother-in-law who claims to be a bridge guard make a move, judging from the antelope's reaction, her strength is definitely at the level of natural disasters, and this is still her territory. I don't know how many lives.
"If you drink soup, you will forget everything. What can you do if you don't force yourself?" Lu Bushun looked at Zhou Wen and asked.
Zhou Wen walked up to the white-haired mother-in-law and looked at the Naihe Bridge, but he couldn't see anything. As far as he could see, there was a tumbling yellow smoke, and the Wangchuan River below didn't know how deep it was.
"Excuse me, did a group of humans come here about ten days ago?" Zhou Wen asked.
"Forgot, I only sell soup and don't look at people." The white-haired mother-in-law replied blankly.
"Then did you sell soup ten days ago?" Zhou Wen was not impatient, and asked after thinking about it.
"Sold." This time, the white-haired mother-in-law answered Zhou Wen's question.
"Can you tell me how many bowls you sold that time?" Zhou Wen asked again.
"Eight bowls." The white-haired mother-in-law replied.
"That's right, it should be Mrs. Lan and the others. Judging from the traces and information outside, eight of them should have retreated into Huangquan City at that time." Lu Bushun said happily.
An Tianzuo and An Sheng's spirits also lifted. Mrs. Lan and the others are probably still alive, which is naturally good news.
"Did they all drink the soup?" An Tianzuo asked.
"If you want to cross the Naihe Bridge, of course you have to drink Wangchuan soup, unless he is a dead person." The white-haired mother-in-law replied.
"Is it possible to drink Wangchuan soup without losing memory?" An Tianzuo asked again.
"There is a three-life stone in the Wangchuan River. If you can engrave your name on the three-life stone, even if you drink Wangchuan soup, you will not lose the memory of your past and present lives." The white-haired mother-in-law replied.
"Where is the Sansheng Stone?" Lu Bushun hurriedly asked.
"Wangchuanheli." The white-haired mother-in-law's answer this time disappointed everyone.
I don't know how big or deep this river of yellow smoke is, and I don't know what the Sansheng Stone looks like. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack.
"Master Wen..." An Sheng looked at Zhou Wen. It seems a bit too difficult to find the Sansheng Stone now. If possible, it is the fastest way to rush directly.
But Zhou Wen said before that he couldn't force his way in, so An Sheng wanted to ask Zhou Wen's opinion.
"Let's look for it." Zhou Wen looked at the Wangchuan River, wanting to find the legendary Sansheng Stone.
The legendary Sansheng Stone is the place where past and present lives are recorded, but it seems that there are still some discrepancies between this place and the legend.
Lu Bushun and others saw An Tianzuo, but they still followed An Tianzuo's lead.
"Find the Sansheng Stone." An Tianzuo glanced at Zhou Wen, then turned his gaze to Wangchuan River.
"Overseer, companion pets can be used here, let me try it." An officer said.
Zhou Wen and the others also discovered that this place is different from Huangquan City, there is no taboo force that prohibits flying and companion pets.
An Tianzuo nodded, and the officer summoned a big silver eagle. Under his control, the big eagle flew towards the Wangchuan River. Just when it came into contact with the yellow smoke in Hanoi, it suddenly seemed to be caught by something. Similarly, he was pulled into the yellow smoke for an instant, and then disappeared, and the eagle pattern on the officer's body also disappeared.