When Po Meng saw this, she was stunned. She looked back at where she was, and found that her body was still lying motionless in the same place. Meng Po was shocked in an instant. She originally thought she was in a dream, but she didn't expect that she would accidentally leave her body. Thinking of her, it hasn't been like this for thousands of years. "You are… "
The woman in the snow-colored clothes has been walking slowly recently, and her appearance has become clearer, her appearance is still good, she is amazing at first sight, and unforgettable goodbye. The facial features of the woman in snow-colored clothes are extremely delicate, as if she was born to be customized for it; the tall, short, fat and thin body are all one point more, one point less is less, everything is just right.
Po Meng looked at the woman in the snow-colored clothes that was getting closer, her eyes changed from initial shock to surprise, and finally burst into tears. "It's you, why are you here?"
"Dodder." The woman in the snow-colored clothes looked at Po Meng with a sudden smile, and kissed Zhu's lips in a soft voice.
Seeing the sudden smile of the woman in the snow-colored clothes, Po Meng suddenly felt that the thick black clouds above the underworld were broken by the golden glow of the mortal world. "Bing, are you here to see me? Where are you from?"
The woman in the snow-colored shirt heard the words, but smiled without saying a word.
Seeing that the woman in the snow-colored clothes was silent, Po Meng stepped forward quickly, trying to take her into her arms, but found that she could not really hug the woman in the snow-colored clothes. "Bing, what's the matter? Why can't I hold you?"
The woman in the snow-colored clothes still stood in place, smiling at the panicked Po Meng. "Dodder, I exist in your memory!"
After listening to her, Po Meng looked terrified, looking at the woman in the snow-colored shirt for a long while silent.
"Dodder, I know you miss me. But that day, it was the Liudaoqiao that you sent me personally. Why don't you want to believe your eyes?" The snow-colored clothing woman smiled.
When Po Meng heard the sound, a tear silently slipped from the corner of her eye. "Once, a god told me that you will come back if you go. After you come back, the injury will be healed. I believed it to be true. Later, I personally sent you to Liudaoqiao. As a result, I couldn't wait for you to come back for so long. , And I haven't heard from you yet. Bing, when will you be back?"
"Dodder, you can't cry." Seeing Po Meng's tears, the woman in snow-colored clothes hurried forward to wipe her, but her fingers could not touch Po Meng's cheek. Seeing this, the woman in the snow-colored shirt couldn't help but sink slightly. "When you cry, the water in Wangchuan River will soar by a foot."
After listening to her, Po Meng's tears fell more fiercely.
"Dodder, dodder..." The woman in the snow-colored clothes couldn't take Po Meng into her arms to comfort her, nor could she wipe her tears away, so she choked up and said, "If you cry again, I will cry too."
After listening to the words of the woman in the snow-colored clothes, Po Meng's original sorrow was instantly frightened by the icy images that suddenly appeared in her mind, her face paler, she quickly panicked her sleeves to wipe away the teardrops, and tried to calm her heart. Sad, said: "Bing, I don't cry anymore, don't cry, I don't cry. Bing, tell me, how can I help you? Do you know that I miss you every day after you leave! When the night and moon is in the sky, I will stand on the Yingwang Terrace and overlook the Wangchuan River and Liudao Bridge, hoping that when you can suddenly appear from a distance, just like you used to be."
Seeing that Po Meng no longer shed tears, the woman in snow-colored clothes burst into a gentle smile. "I'm fine, you don't have to worry about it."
"Are you really good?" After listening, Po Meng stared at the woman in the snow-colored clothes uneasy. "But why, I always vaguely feel that you are not happy."
"Really good." A trace of sadness flashed in the eyes of the woman in the snow-colored clothes, and she smiled: "I'm leaving."
Seeing that the woman in the snow-colored shirt hadn’t finished her voice, Po Meng turned around to leave, hurriedly stopped in front of the woman in the snow-colored shirt, and asked urgently, "Bing, where are you going?"
The woman in the snow-colored shirt smiled: "Don't you know?"
Po Meng shook her head quickly and said: "I don't know. I really don't know. I can see the life and death of all souls in this world, but I can't see you. Bing, tell me, where are you going? Where are you now? How can I help you so that you can come back again?..."
After hearing the words, the woman in snow-colored clothes quietly looked at Po Meng who was asking her in a panic. After a moment of silence, she turned and disappeared.
"Bing, Bing... Don't go, you can't go..." Before Po Meng's words were finished, there was no trace of the woman in snow-colored clothes, she couldn't help but fell to the ground and started crying. "That day, I shouldn't just take you away! That day, I shouldn't personally take you to Liudaoqiao..."
"Lord Bing! Lord Bing!"
Zhao Ling's anxious voice came in the air, calling the crying Po Meng back to God.
Po Meng opened her eyes and saw that she was lying on the couch, but there were tears on her cheeks. It's Bing, she's really been here...
Zhaoling was originally waiting in the outer hall. Suddenly she heard that Meng Po's sobbing sound was clear, and she hurried in to check, and found that Meng Po's eyes were closed and her face was full of sadness, as if she had experienced something heartbroken, she hurriedly asked. "My Lord, what's wrong with you?"
Po Meng sat up straight and wiped away the teardrops that fell again with a silk kerchief. "fine."
"Lord Ying, there is still half an hour before Xu Shi. Would you like to rest for a while?" Zhao Ling realized that Meng Po did not want to mention what she saw, and said.
After listening to her, Po Meng did not answer, she got up and draped the cloak on her shoulders and headed toward the outside of the hall.
"Lord Ying, where are you going?" Zhao Ling hurriedly asked when seeing Po Meng walking outside without saying a word.
"I went to Bing and forgot to blow the air on stage." Po Meng answered without looking back.
After listening to Zhao Ling, looking at Po Meng's back, after a low sigh, he quickly followed. Although she still didn't understand why Lord Ye would board Yewengtai to feel the biting night breeze of the underworld every time Yeyue was in the air, she knew that Lord Ye must have an inexplicable knot in her heart, and she had to let it go. The biting night breeze came to fight the poison with poison, so that when the pain reached its extreme, the pain would not be felt. The fastest full text of 噺⒏⑴祌 んττρs:/м.χ八㈠zщ.còм/
Bingwangtai is twelve feet high, and its length and width are all nine feet away. On the stage, you can lean on a railing and look around at the beautiful scenery of the underworld, and you can also see the blooming and falling flowers on the other bank of the Wangchuan River and the abundance of life on the Liudao Bridge.
Po Meng stood quietly by the side of the railing, looking at the magnificent sky flashing on the Wangchuan River, and said to herself: "I, why can't I see her life and death? Why can't I see where she came and went? Back then, I Why do we need to believe what the god said?..."
Zhao Ling followed Po Meng, who was blown like an ice cellar by the cold night wind on the stage of Ying Wang. Even if she was born a child of the ghost tribe, but the night breeze on the stage of Yingwang is not something everyone can afford!
Po Meng felt quiet behind her, thinking that Zhao Ling had already left, and she looked back subconsciously, but found that Zhao Ling was rubbing her hands with her hands and stomping her feet in order to warm her body that was trembling by the night wind, and she couldn't help but laugh. . "Go down, this is not where you stay."
Since Meng Po was summoned by Zhaoling, she has been depressed and unhappy. At this moment, Zhao Ling suddenly saw Po Meng lose a smile, and was startled, and immediately followed Po Meng and laughed. "But Lord Ying, the slave doesn't worry about you."
"Why don't you worry about it?" Po Meng smiled lightly: "Don't you think I have encountered something you can't think of, and you want to jump from here?"
Zhaoling didn't expect that Meng Po was still thinking about joking with her, and a rock fell in her heart. She hurriedly bowed to Po Meng, hugged her trembling arm and quickly ran away, returning to the gate of the stumbling palace.
Po Meng watched Zhao Ling, who ran away in a panic, a gentle smile appeared on her lips, and then turned her gaze back to the vast Wangchuan River. Unexpectedly, there was one in her field of vision that could ride three or four together. The boat of a ghost. Po Meng's eyelids shrank slightly, and a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes. At this time, how can there be people crossing the river? Don't they know that it is extremely dangerous to forcibly cross the Wangchuan River at night
Facing the cold night breeze, Po Meng looked at the boat floating on the river, and the scene that made her unforgettable flashed in her mind: the surface of the river of Forgotten Chuan with enchanting sky light, and a flat boat came hurriedly, and the boat stood up. Wearing a white robe boy Lang Jun. To say that the man is wearing a white robe, it is better to say that he is a red robe, because his white robe seems to have been soaked in blood water, and blood drops are dripping all over his body...
"Bing Lord, Bing Lord..."
But after a while, Po Meng heard Zhaoling's crisp voice again behind her.
Po Meng turned her head and looked at Zhao Ling, who was panicked. She retracted her thoughts and asked, "Why is it so panicked?"
"The Lord of Bing is not good, the soul that was reincarnated in three moments is gone." Zhao Ling cried slightly. Those rebirth souls are sent from Wangxiangtai by the five hall king's chauffeurs, although they will be less constrained, but in order to prevent these souls from changing again on the way to rebirth, they will all be restrained. However, what made her puzzled was, what method was used by the soul who was reincarnated in three moments to escape from the corridor room, which was guarded so that even night flies could not get in and out
Po Meng's eyes were startled when she heard the words, but she quickly calmed down. "Take me to see."
"Yes, Lord Ying." Zhao Ling answered, and took Po Meng to the room where the soul who was reborn in the three moments lived.
Po Meng entered the room and saw that all the furnishings inside were as usual, there was no sign of being moved or used, and there was no trace of soul aura left in the room. "It seems that it has been a long time!"
"Gone?" Zhao Ling was beside him, stunned. If it is known by the Lord of Ten Temples, it will be troublesome. "Lord Ye, the slave has already let the ghost official go to find it."
Without a word, Po Meng raised her hand to cast a spell, and drew a phantom mirror in the air.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Ling hurriedly went over, and really saw the soul reborn in the Phantom Mirror. This soul was standing on the Wangxiangtai in a daze at the moment, and the sky in front of the soul showed the real scene of what she was thinking of. In that scene, there was a house in a place in the Ordinary Realm. There was a house in the house that looked very similar to her, but the younger woman accompanied the two old men in the pavilion in the lotus lake to enjoy the lotus.
"Don't worry, she just cares about the future." Po Meng accepted the law and said to Zhaoling: "She will come back."
"But, Lord Ying, what if she misses those concerns and is unwilling to reincarnate?" Zhao Ling said worriedly, "If she is known by the ghost staff on the side of the Five Palace Kings, she will definitely report it to the Five Palace Kings and give it to you at that time. Order..."
"At this moment, how many things are there before Xu Xu?" Po Meng asked without waiting for Zhao Ling to finish her words.
After hearing this, Zhao Ling said hurriedly: "There is still a cup of tea."
Po Meng whispered: "Let's go!"
Unexplainedly, Zhao Ling asked, "Where to go?"
Po Meng looked back, raised her hand and knocked on Zhao Ling's head, and said with a smile: "Of course it is to send the soul to rebirth!"
Zhao Ling rubbed her head that was sore by Po Meng's knock, made a beating "Oh", and followed Po Meng's side closely.
Seeing Zhaoling's grievances, Po Meng smiled without saying anything.
Meng Po and Zhao Ling stepped into the soul room where they were reborn in Xian Shi San Mo. They saw that the soul was a four or five-year-old child wearing a lake-blue lily blouse. The children saw Meng Po, who had turned into an amiable old woman, and immediately rejoiced. He ran over and looked at Po Meng curiously.
Po Meng waited for the child to finish looking at herself, and then said softly, "Looking at me for so long, what are you going to do?"
The child smiled sweetly: "Ama, are you Meng Po God?"
Hearing the words, Po Meng nodded lightly, hung the soul-attracting lamp on the head of the soul-binding scepter, and pulled the child to sit down. "What's your name?"
"My name is Tang Jingjuan. A-nai, call me Juan'er! I was thrown to death." The child replied innocently.
After listening to her, Po Meng touched Tang Jingjuan's head affectionately.
"Meng Po God, why don't you speak?" Tang Jingjuan looked at Meng Po and asked: "Once, I heard A-niang say that after death, people will go to Liudaoqiao on the bank of Wangchuan River to be reborn. There is a sitting next to Liudao Bridge. Grandma, Grandma has a bowl of soup in her hand. That bowl is called Mengpotang. If you drink it, you will forget them all. Ama, is that true?"
"Your mother-in-law told you a little bit right." Po Meng smiled and nodded slightly: "My soup is not called Meng Po soup, it is called Ying Wang Tang. This bowl of soup, you have to drink it in this room , And then I will send you past Shengting on the Liudao Bridge."
"Then, if I drank this bowl of soup, don't I remember my mother-in-law?" Tang Jingjuan asked with her big bright eyes blinking.
"Yes. Because you want to be a new person, you will have a new Aye Aniang." Po Meng smiled and said: "So, you can no longer remember the past."
"But, my mother-in-law treats me very well, I don't want to forget her." Tang Jingjuan burst into tears when she heard Po Meng say this. "And now my mother-in-law will be sad without me."
Seeing Tang Jingjuan crying, Po Meng embraced her in her arms and comforted her softly: "I know you are reluctant, but you can't go back now."
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Po Meng took the silk handkerchief handed over by Zhaoling, wiped away the tears on Tang Jingjuan's face, and whispered: "You and your mother-in-law are over. She has protected you for several years and has paid off the debts of your previous life. . You have nothing to do with you in this life."
"What kind of debt?" Tang Jingjuan asked blankly.
"In the last life, you were a benefactor in your mother-in-law's building. When your mother-in-law was down, you gave her a jacket for shelter from the cold and a few silver naked children, so that she could have a ray of life." Meng Po said: " When she died, she wanted to repay your kindness. That's why you have the affection for you to be a mother and child for several years in this life." (End of this chapter)