Lu Man walked all the way forward. She was already familiar with the path of this ghost. When she came to the Styx River, she happened to ran into Po Meng again. Po Meng was still the same as before, with an apron around her waist. , Standing in front of the cauldron mechanically, numbly stirred the spoon in his hand again and again.
Seeing Lu Man passing by, Po Meng actually smiled for an unprecedented time. The laughter made Lu Man cold behind her back. Her footsteps paused, and she didn't dare to walk over.
Po Meng wasn't annoyed, she smiled at her as a greeting, and only then did Lu Man move over with a trembling.
"Little girl, it's been a long time."
Lu Man was embarrassed, so he had to deal with a few sentences and wanted to slip away. After two steps, he was stopped by Po Meng again.
Looking back, she saw Po Meng grinning gloomily. She didn't know when she had already brought a bowl of soup in her hand, so she said to her: "Drink another bowl of old lady's soup."
When it comes to drinking soup, Lu Man's face turns pale.
In her cognition, she would forget everything with Mengpotang, and it's no wonder she thinks so. In the stories handed down by our ancestors, people who drank Mengpotang were going to reincarnate.
But she is not going to reincarnate!
For a while, she didn't answer, neither did she answer, and the two of them were embarrassed in the same place.
Po Meng’s face became stern in an instant. Mo Xiaosheng on the side noticed the change in Meng Po’s face and didn’t say much. He grabbed Po Meng’s soup, frowned in disapproval, and said: "You This old lady, why can't I change the habit of forcing people to drink soup?"
Maybe it was his voice with extremely strong dissatisfaction, Meng Po's face was stunned immediately, but she didn't speak.
Lu Man, who was watching from the side, was a little surprised, knowing that she didn't even give Chen Ziyu the face when she came last time! In the end, what kind of character Mo Xiaosheng was that made Po Meng see him differently!
It was probably because Lu Man was too innocent, and he wrote everything he wanted on his face. Mo Xiaosheng only took a short glance and guessed her thoughts thoroughly, so he half-downed his head and said with a smile but a smile: "Don't worry, you won't lose your memory after drinking this soup."
"No?" Lu Man obviously didn't believe it, "but the book clearly says that after drinking Meng Po soup, you won't remember anything."
"Then have you forgotten anything since you drank it last time?"
"No."
"That's not right."
Lu Man was a little irritated by Mo Xiaosheng's self-contained appearance. She stomped on the back of Mo Xiaosheng's instep severely, and Mo Xiaosheng took a breath of pain.
Only then did he grab the complacency in his eyes, and stood aside obediently, saying: "Mengpo Tang will only work if you enter the Tao of Samsara, and you won't lose your memory just with Mengpo Tang."
So this is ah. No wonder Chen Ziyu didn't worry at all when she watched her nervously drank Meng Po soup before, instead, there was a smile in her eyes. Lu Man thought, but his face still didn't give him a good expression. After taking the Meng Po soup, he walked over to Meng Po's side.
Not far away, she saw the three-life stone again. Last time she passed by when she came, Chen Tzuyu refused to let her see herself in the three-life stone. Now without Chen Tzuyu's obstruction, she saw it clearly. Chu.
Inside, she was wearing a silver-white robe, with golden hair hanging down her waist, holding a staff in her hand, her eyes slightly squinted, and she looked at her with a cold expression.
Sure enough, Ruyan is right.
Mo Xiaosheng leaned on the Sansheng Stone and said with a half smile: "You are still cute now."