Xi Ying held her chin up and watched the two of them slowly walk onto the Naihe Bridge.
As soon as they walked up, smoke started coming from them.
"It hurts!" The woman burst into tears instantly.
The man gritted his teeth and thought of the Underworld Agreement he just saw.
If you don't drink Meng Po Soup, you will have to suffer the pain of burning your soul and devouring your soul every step you take when crossing the Naihe Bridge.
People who have not experienced it can never imagine what it feels like to burn souls and eat souls.
"Do you regret it?" The man gritted his teeth and asked the woman, "If you regret it, it's still too late and you can go back and drink Meng Po soup."
The woman's tears flowed down drop by drop, but she shook her head firmly.
"No. I have eloped with you and come to Huangquan with you. Aren't you still sure of my feelings for you? Even if my soul is completely destroyed, I don't want to lose the memories with you."
"Okay." The man smiled, "I have never regretted every decision I made. Let's go together."
Then, Xi Ying watched as their souls dispersed with every step they took.
Before they reached the halfway point of Naihe Bridge, the two of them had completely disappeared between heaven and earth.
Xi Ying looked at the empty Naihe Bridge and couldn't help but wonder, if she was allowed to walk on the Naihe Bridge, would she choose to drink Meng Po Soup and forget the memories of her past life, or would she choose to walk on the Naihe Bridge with her memories and endure the soul-burning and soul-devouring process? Pain, but also have to bear the consequences that may disappear and cease to exist
She wouldn't want to forget it.
"A Ying? Can I come in?" A voice sounded outside the door.
Sounds like a teenager.
"Enter."
This is Huangquan. Anyone who can come to Meng Po's residence is either a ghost or a ghost. There is no need for Xi Ying to refuse.
The door was pushed open, and a young man wearing an official uniform walked in happily.
He holds a flower in his hand.
The flowers are as red as blood and have no leaves to accompany them.
This is Manzhu Shahua.
"A Ying, give me the manzhushahua that Pluto rewarded me. Here is your favorite." The young man smiled and handed the manzhushahua to Xi Ying.
Xi Ying looked down at the flower and took it.
"Hey, it's not good to say what you like. You have to like Manzhu Shahua. Manzhu Shahua only opens by the Santu River, and a large area around the Santu River is the exclusive area of Pluto. Unless Pluto personally rewards it, otherwise We usually don’t see Manzhushahua.” The young man went to the kitchen to get a bowl and pour some water.
"Thanks to my ability in doing things, I was rewarded by Pluto, otherwise you won't be able to get a new one when your Manzhushahua wilts, and you will feel uncomfortable again."
Manzhu Shahua is indeed good-looking, but Xi Ying is not Po Meng who has lived in the underworld all year round and has never been to the human world.
This kind of flower is not rare to her.
"Then take it away." Xi Ying put the Manzhu Shahua on the table and said lazily.
"What?" After hearing Xi Ying's words, the young man quickly put down the water bowl and ran over. He stared at the Manzhu Shahua that Xi Ying had casually placed on the table, and asked in disbelief: "A Ying, you don't want Manzhu Shahua." Already?"
"Yeah." Xi Ying held her head.
"Why? Didn't you like it the most before? You liked it so much that you once wanted to disobey Pluto's order and sneak to the Santu River to pick it?" The young man was very puzzled.
"I just don't like it anymore." Xi Ying said perfunctorily, and then asked: "Hey, do you know what ritual Pluto and the others are going to perform on me?"
The boy's eyes widened even more.