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Chapter 402 The Wild Monkey Who Wants to Be King (25)
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who is it……

Who kicked her so mercilessly...

Shengge climbed up in a daze, and before he could catch his breath, he kicked again...

emmmmm
There are always people who want to harm me.

Why was Po Meng so majestic and miserable when she was there?

Shengge vaguely heard a cold snort.

Hades or a kid?

What's the point of being sneaky.

Shengge was not in a hurry to come out, and just stayed in the Wangchuan River, until the hurried bull-headed horse noodles came back with fried melon seeds, and Shengge jumped up.

"Grandma and Aunt Meng, but the evil spirits in the Wangchuan River are not stopping anymore?"

"In the future, you can just order this kind of trivial matter, why do you need to do it yourself?"

"Grandma and Aunt Meng, these are your melon seeds."

The bull's head and horse's face are as flattering as ever.

"The evil spirits in the river have their own ideas. I just want to teach these evil spirits how to be ghosts."

Sheng Ge cast a cleansing spell, imitating Po Meng's tone and said in a noble and glamorous way.

With Po Meng's tough record in the past, it is enough for her to bluff people.

"Grandma and Aunt Meng, what you said is that you are definitely lucky to teach this group of evil spirits yourself."

Emmmm......

Obviously it was three lifetimes of bad luck.

Shengge took the melon seeds and wanted to imitate Po Meng and sit on the railing to eat melon seeds, but thought that someone would kick her into the river while she was not paying attention, so she stopped thinking about it.

She also wants face, okay?

In the face of these two big ugliness, it is better for her to remain noble and glamorous.

"Ok?"

"Do you have anything else to do?"

Shengge raised his eyebrows and said coldly.

Naihe Bridge is now the site of this little fairy, why don't you leave.

"No no."

"Let's go now."

The bull head and horse face said in a hurry, and then disappeared in a flash, and the Naihe Bridge was never seen again.

Sheng Ge breathed a sigh of relief, in front of people who knew Granny Meng, Sheng Ge was always worried about revealing her secrets.

Alas, I don't know where Miss Meng Po has gone with her face.

Sky Lingling, Earth Lingling, beg the Great Sage not to recognize Granny Meng, just beat her up...

(ω｀)
Shengge stood in the middle of the Naihe Bridge for a long time, and only yawned lazily when she was sure that no ghost would kick her again.

Find a place to rest for a while.

However, Shengge underestimated Po Meng's busyness in the underworld.

Every moment someone dies and will be taken back to the underworld by the ecstasy messenger to reincarnate, so after a short period of comfort, there is no end to the busyness.

It’s not scary to be busy, what’s scary is that you face countless big and ugly comparisons every day.

Those who died of old age turned into elm bark, those who were drowned were swollen and frightening, those who were poisoned and bleeding from the seven orifices were even more frightening, and those who were hanged could swing their tongues...

There is no scariest, only scarier, this is Shengge's conclusion.

The worst thing is that not far away, there is the big talker Sanshengshi who is muttering non-stop, without stopping for a moment.

Almost every ghost passing by the Sansheng Stone will be appraised by the Sansheng Stone with vivid colors, fragrances and vivid images. It is as if a reincarnation process has been interpreted as a world beauty pageant.

And Sanshengshi is the most critical, sharp-mouthed and most vicious judge.

Shengge had no idea how Po Meng stayed here for thousands of years.

She also finally realized the reason why Po Meng cut the Sansheng stone so simple and rude.

Because she wanted to do the same.

Sansheng stone is undercut.

"Can I not drink Mengpo soup?"

"The slave family and Duan Lang agreed to continue to be husband and wife in the next life."

Shengge was selling Mengpo soup mechanically, and seeing that the Mengpo soup that was handed over was not picked up by ghosts, he looked up at the person who came...

hell...

Duan Lang?

emmmmm, this little fairy returns to Menglang.

However, it is rare to have a female ghost who is still in her prime, elegant and clean, and she doesn't mind being more patient.

Just wash your eyes.

"A promise for the next life?"

"Then why not agree to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day?"

Shengge asked maliciously.

After experiencing so many worlds, Sheng Ge has long since not minded speculating on others with the utmost malice, and even scoffed at what promised her next life.

It's so simple, so simple that it's a bit stupid.

"Duan Lang once said that he would seek a job in his position. Duan Lang studied hard in high school for ten years, and it was too late to show his ambitions. How could he die with his slave family."

Hearing this, Sheng Ge curled his lips, hearing that this beauty's words and demeanor are quite organized, she thinks her family is well off, not that poor family.

Uh……

Wouldn't it be another story about a lady from a wealthy family and a poor scholar, who vowed to be unswerving in love, and then the poor scholar fell into the arms of a famous lady after high school?
Dog blood, dog blood.

"I take the liberty to ask about your identity..."

Shengge casually handed Meng Po Soup to the hanged ghost behind the beauty.

"The young lady of Tianxianglou."

The beauty said modestly.

Shengge: (#Д)
Well, maybe the reality is more bloody than she thought.

"Are you sure you don't drink Mengpo soup?"

Shengge is no longer interested in the earth-shattering past of famous prostitutes and poor scholars.

This little fairy is still in a hurry to finish dealing with these lonely ghosts, eating melon seeds, watching a play and taking a break for a while.

Who has the energy to listen to this kind of story that can think of the end from the beginning.

"I don't want to forget."

The beauty said loudly.

"I don't want to forget you, but let it go. I don't know that time is precious. How many people have been reincarnated by wasting your efforts at this moment."

Shengge said angrily.

"Stone, I leave it to you."

Shengge kicked the beauty, and kicked directly in the direction of the Three Lives Stone.

Chirping, wow, still can't recognize the reality.

Once you recognize the reality, you will not have so many unreasonable delusions and expectations.

"I don't want to drink Mengpo soup either."

"If you don't want to drink, go down."

Shengge simply and rudely threw another kid who refused to drink Meng Po's soup into the Wangchuan River.

All the ghosts: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

Is it really okay to be so violent?

"Those who line up in the back tidy themselves up neatly, and those who are intentionally scary, then go for a swim."

Shengge said noblely and coldly.

If they were all beautiful ghosts, they would still be pleasing to her eyes, but all of them were intentionally scary.

I owe a beating...

All the ghosts: This Meng Po is a bit fierce.

No one wants to be kicked into the Wangchuan River, after all, soaking in it will endure the pain of the soul all the time, and no one likes it.

So, after Shengge's voice fell, the ghosts tidied themselves up to normal within their ability.

Naiheqiao fell into a ghostly silence.

With Liwei at the front, the efficiency is greatly improved.

……

After about a stick of incense, the beautiful woman who had just thrown her voice on the floor and returned to the bridge of Naihe, weeping and crying bitterly.

I just subconsciously want to rub my butt...

Shengge bit her lip, okay, maybe her kick was too hard.

"I……"

"I know that you came to ask for Mengpo soup, drink it, drink it quickly and go to reincarnation, I don't have time to listen to your bitter drama."

　It's Monday again...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)