Bai Wuchang took my hand, and muttered over there: "I just don't believe my words, so I want to let the empress do it."
I didn't care, and replied with a smile: "How good it is to deal with it this way, and they won't stop us when they see us in the future, will they?"
Only then did she stop and breathed a sigh of relief, as if she was fighting for me: "Your Majesty is so kind-hearted. No wonder Lord Yama likes your Majesty. Sha Ye used this to bully you."
"Okay, I don't mind."
I touched her hand: "Didn't it come out successfully?"
There is a scene outside the Yan Wang Palace that I am familiar with. It is very similar to the downtown in some ancient TV dramas, except that the people here are all in the state of souls, translucent, and they are wearing common clothes and working hard.
I suddenly thought that the world of the sun has been developing, but the world of the underworld has been stuck in the original ancient times, and I feel very amazing.
"Mother, don't look at these people. Some of them came here hundreds of years ago and have never been able to wait for reincarnation. Some of them may have come down from the Naihe Bridge a few seconds ago."
"As long as they drink the soup made by Sister Meng, they will forget their troubles and everything in their lives, and start over here."
I can't help but feel a little sad for those who have passed away in modern times. I think that they all lived in the advanced era, but after they die, they have to experience the life of the ancient times.
Many people noticed me, probably because I entered the underworld as a living person.
Bai Wuchang didn't care about those people who were watching this at all, he pulled me and led me to Naihe Bridge.
Just outside this city, there is a very long and wide Santu River, and a large number of Bana flowers spread along the Santu River to the surroundings.
On the black wilderness, only the other shore flower is emitting red light.
A small wooden bridge was built on top of the Santu River, and soul-like people lined up and walked across the Naihe Bridge one by one.
Even though we were some distance away from the Naihe Bridge, I still saw a woman standing at the head of the bridge, scooping soup in a large jar with a ladle.
His slender body seemed to be extremely weak, and his silver hair, like an old man's, was long and straight, hanging directly to the ground.
She was wearing a gray gown, but the inner was bright red, which looked a bit dazzling. A white gauze belt wrapped around her eyes, and half of her face, only her pale chin and bloodless eyes were exposed. lips.
The gray robe didn't seem to fit her body very well, it looked very baggy, and the pair of slender hands and arms protruded from the robe, forming a sharp contrast with the wide sleeves.
"Sister Meng!"
As soon as Bai Wuchang saw Granny Meng, he excitedly took my hand and started trotting. Many souls on the bridge saw us and looked at us with confused eyes.
Granny Meng seemed to have heard her cry, put down the spoon in her hand, wiped the gray robe with her hand, and turned around, the voice was surprisingly pleasant, which made my heart itch.
"It's Xiaobai, here you come."
If I had to use one word to describe this voice, I would feel that I am at a loss for words. The books I have read for more than ten years seem to be in vain. Comes with amplifier.
The soft voice is mixed with a little hoarseness and magnetism.
Just listening to her talk is a kind of enjoyment.
"Ah, Xiaobai, you have brought a distinguished guest."
I opened my eyes wide in surprise, but I didn't reveal a single bit of my voice, how could she feel my presence
Bai Wuchang rushed to Granny Meng's side, grabbed her hand, and introduced to her excitedly: "This is the empress!"
Granny Meng didn't show a surprised expression, as if everything was in her expectation, she saluted me very ladylikely, with a smile on her mouth, like a spring breeze.
"It's the empress of Hades, I've looked up to you for a long time."
puff-
Old man...
I was really taken aback by this claim. Although I didn't see all of Po Meng's face, I could tell from half of her face that she was definitely a beautiful woman, just like Bai Wuchang said. so-so.
Moreover, she looks very young, from top to bottom, I can only see the shadow of an old man from her silver hair, other parts, no matter in figure or appearance, she is a fair lady.
Bai Wuchang seemed to be used to it long ago, covered his mouth with a smirk and said: "Mother, sister Meng Po is older than my father and mother, there is no problem in claiming to be old."
Granny Meng smiled gently, and touched Bai Wuchang's head, suddenly, as if thinking of something, she turned around and walked to the side of the big vat, took a bowl of soup, came over and handed it to me.
"Your Majesty, there is nothing special about Laoshen, it's just a small thought, and this is the only thing Laoshen can do."
I was about to take it when Bai Wuchang grabbed my hand.
She looked at Po Meng reproachfully, and reminded, "Your Majesty is still alive, so you can't drink soup."
Meng Po Soup is prepared for those who have passed away not long ago. When their souls are going to pass through the Naihe Bridge, cross the Santu River, and truly become a member of the underworld, this bowl of soup is what they must drink.
It can wash away the memories of these souls before they were alive, so that they can live in the underworld without any worries, where there is no disease or pain, and everyone does what they should do, so as to wait for the time of reincarnation.
When Granny Meng heard it, she immediately exclaimed: "Ah, look at my brain." Then she looked at me apologetically.
"My lady, please forgive me."
I don't quite understand why people in ancient times always asked others to "forgive their sins". Maybe this is a way of apologizing
I knew Po Meng didn't do it on purpose, and seeing the frightened expression on her face, I replied, "I'm fine, I'll drink this soup."
"One day, I will really leave Yangjian and come here. At that time, please remember me and scoop me a bowl of soup with your own hands."
I mean this sentence.
Indeed, as long as it is a human being, one day it will die and come here.
The Meng Po soup that Meng Po used as a meeting gift, to her, is just a bowl of handicraft from her heart, but to us living people, the meaning is different.
It's just that this meeting gift, I'm afraid I won't be able to drink it when I'm still alive.
At this moment, I suddenly thought of the singing I heard when the pervert took me across the two realms.
"Meng Po, can you sing?" I sat by the bridge and looked up at her.
While receiving me and Bai Wuchang, she also gave soup to the souls passing by from time to time. When she heard my question, she smiled cleverly.
"Know a little, but not proficient."
I snorted a little from memory, and Po Meng's back flicked. Although this process was extremely short, I could even take it as dizziness, but I was still very sensitive to capture it.
"How does your mother know this song?"
Po Meng stopped spooning the soup, turned her head to ask me, and I told her the truth.
On her face, there was a very shallow wry smile, very bitter, very sad, very painful.
I myself feel a little surprised, why do I get so many feelings from one of her smiles? Why did I understand her smile
Afterwards, Po Meng went to work again, but did not reply.
Bai Wuchang's face was not very good-looking, I lowered my voice, approached her, and asked.
She listened to my question, put her chin on her small hand, and sighed: "Hey, ma'am..."
She still wanted to say something, but her eyes turned to Meng Po's back, and finally she closed her mouth and did not continue to speak.
Obviously, Bai Wuchang knew something, but because Po Meng was here, she didn't speak.
I had no choice but to hold back my curiosity and give her a wink—
Let me know later when we leave.
Although it is indeed not good to probe other people's secrets like this, I am really puzzled.
How could Granny Meng show such an expression? When I first saw black and white impermanence, they also had a sad past. Their parents died on the battlefield.
However, why would Po Meng...
What puzzled me the most was that when I hummed the tune of this piece, she immediately felt sad on her face.
If this is a song that hurts her and makes her sad, then why, when I was passing through the two realms, did I hear her singing it loudly
Afterwards, we sat on the bridge, and if there were no souls to cross the bridge, Meng Po would come over and sit beside me, smiling softly, and telling us about the strange things she had encountered at the bridge.
There were many mothers who were oppressed by little ghosts and came to the bridge, and forcibly poured Mengpo soup.
It is said that because the mother still has a young child, she does not want to go to the underworld, but wants to go back to the underworld to accompany her child.
However, according to the judge's book of life and death, her lifespan had already expired, so she would not be released, so the brats forced her to drink Mengpo soup.
"The old man saw it at the time, and he couldn't bear it."
Hearing from her that there were relatives who came together, I think, most of this happened because of a large-scale accident.
In order to avoid Meng Potang, they jumped directly from the Naihe Bridge.
Hearing this, my heart trembled for a while.
"Your Majesty, do you know?" Granny Meng straightened the veil on her face a little, her pale fingers were extraordinarily beautiful, and even her nails were translucent.
"As long as the soul is still alive in the underworld, it has the opportunity to reincarnate, but the soul also has a way to die."
She pointed to the invisible Santu River behind her, and said in a low voice, "The water in this river can sink even feathers. It's bottomless."
"It can devour and dissolve souls. As long as the souls fall into it, they will all disappear into the world and merge with this black river."
Her tone was suddenly so gloomy that I couldn't help shrinking my neck.
Bai Wuchang seemed to be comforting me, and said, "Sister Meng Po is not trying to scare your mother, it's true."
"In the underworld, only two people can control this river!"
"who?"
I asked.
"One is Lord Hades, and the other is that guy." Bai Wuchang turned around and pointed towards a small wooden boat not far away.