The dark and yellow sky, the turbid wind swept up the gravel on the ground, accompanied by a boulder engraved with the three characters 'Naihe Bridge' not far away, and then listening to the howls of ghosts and wolves from the eighteenth floor of hell, outlined the atmosphere of the underworld. The killing is unparalleled.
The ghosts lined up with the number plate to die, oh no, it was the number plate to reincarnate, waiting for Madam Meng beside the Naihe Bridge to give them a bowl of soup that they had forgotten about their past, so that they could change their minds and start a new life.
"I don't drink it!" The top-ranked boy with sideburns stood with his arms crossed and pouted, "I'm just practicing in the lower world, why should I erase my memory, I don't want to, I don't accept it!"
Hearing this, the ghost messenger in charge of delivering Meng Po soup was embarrassed.
The young woman in the tea stall next to Tong was resting with her eyes closed, but she opened her eyes when she heard Tong's words.
She was born extremely beautiful, with long eyebrows reaching the temples, a pair of dark eyes embedded in the narrow and upturned eye sockets, and two light red scars at the end of the eyes. At first glance, she looked like a folk woman's rouge. She is not as beautiful as a mortal, and she is indeed not a human being, because she is Meng Eqi, a woman who has stayed in the underworld for thousands of years.
Meng Eqi's name sounds very weak, and coupled with her own appearance, it makes people feel that she is a weak woman who needs protection.
However…
With a "click", Meng Eqi smashed the wooden table beside him with a punch, and the wooden table split in half. Tong and the ghosts in the queue were all terrified, and all the ghosts patrolling around said silently in their hearts: Here we go again.
Tong hadn't reacted yet, the next second he felt a whirl, and then came back to realize that his collar was being held in Meng Eqi's hands, Meng Eqi lifted him in the air and stared at her beautiful eyes. , "You don't drink? You actually don't drink?!"
Tong was taken aback by her vicious aura, but he still clenched his neck and said, "I won't drink it! I am a boy under Yue Lao's seat, and this time to go down to earth to experience is entrusted by orders, Yue Lao did not let me. Drink soup and reincarnate!"
Meng Qiqi laughed wildly, and then suddenly approached Tong's face, and said savagely, "I tell you, this is the underworld! Everyone who crosses the Naihe Bridge has to drink the soup I cook, no one without ghosts and no gods can be an exception. Neither does the Jade Emperor!"
After that, she greeted the two ghosts to hold down Tong's hands and feet, took a funnel and put it in Tong's mouth, and poured a whole bowl of Mengpo soup. She was still puzzled, "Go and bring me a bucket!"
According to one of Tong's ghosts, his whole body trembled and he stammered to persuade him: "Sister Meng, I'm afraid this is not good. This Yue Lao person, Yue Lao is famous, if Yue Lao turns back and takes revenge..."
Meng Eqi raised her beautiful jaw: "When you cross the Naihe Bridge, you have to drink Meng Po soup, this is the rule! What's wrong with me? If he dares to seek revenge, I want him to drink Meng Po soup too! "
The ghost messenger was frightened by her frantic tone and did not dare to delay, so he hurriedly brought a bucket full of Meng Po soup. Meng Qiqi laughed wildly while pouring the soup. Tong Yi's belly swelled, and when he finally stood up, it looked like he was seven months pregnant!
In the end, Tong fell off the Naihe Bridge with a look of anger, shame and anger, hugging his stomach, and disappeared into the turbulent Wangchuan River.
Meng Qiqi then blew off the dust that didn't exist on her hands with satisfaction. She turned her eyes lightly, the light red at the corner of her eyes looked very charming, "Who else doesn't want to drink soup?"
The ghosts in the queue were shocked, and they bowed their heads and queued up honestly.