blood fox

Chapter 176 Meng Po Soup

This is the first time I have looked at Yun Miao so closely, she seems to be soft and charming, with various postures.

Even the voice is as delicate and soft as a cloud, which makes one's bones crisp.

She suddenly appeared like this, Hu Sanniang was lying on my shoulder, not even daring to breathe.

There was the sound of drinking lightly from outside, and then it seemed that all the sounds were suppressed, but there were figures, moving around me quickly.

The first ones were those monks from Xilin Temple, they quickly surrounded Yun Miao and me.

But they also knew that they might not be Yun Miao's opponent, they didn't dare to move around, they just surrounded us carefully.

I let her look at me, reached out and let go of the Jade Buddha, picked up Hu Sanniang, and threw her down.

She didn't hesitate this time, and quickly ran towards Kong Qing and Qi Ping.

With Hu Sanniang's intelligence, it is impossible not to guess my plan.

So she quickly ran to tell Kong Qing and Qi Ping to hold Yun Miao and prevent her from playing the bone flute.

"Aren't you afraid?" Yun Miao hooked her finger on the lotus bell on the golden collar, and thought flashed across her charming face.

But the fingers were like ants, they moved up my arm little by little, slowly moved forward, sniffed me and said: "I can smell the blood from my heart, you used to have that stick that I love Ling Yuan Passionate blood, right?"

Her fingers crawled along her left arm little by little, and finally reached my heart. Her five fingers, which were originally pale white, tightened suddenly, and sharp claws stretched out instantly, directly scratching the white coat.

"Yun Miao!" Xuan Xin yelled suddenly.

This time there was no hatred in the voice, only worry.

When Yunmiao and I heard the name, we looked up at him at the same time, but saw Shouquan hugging Xuanxin tightly and not letting him come over.

But when we looked over, there was a conflicted look on his face, resentment, worry, and anxiety!
"This is the little monk who came out of Suolongjing. Yuan Fei said he was trying to calm your mind? He called you Yunmiao, so he doesn't hate you?" She pressed her five fingers together to test my heart.

Then he slowly lay down next to my ear, and whispered: "Does your heart hurt? The kind that hurts so much? It's as if the heart has been gouged out, and the tendons on it are pulled out little by little."

I just sat in the wheelchair without moving, curling my left fingertips vigorously, touching the gold collar; and touching the jade Buddha with my right hand.

Yun Miao rubbed my heart with her hand, then slowly put it away, pulled off the fox fur that wrapped her, and showed me her heart: "Look, I don't have a heart. You know why you are me Ghost reincarnation, but do you have a heart?"

She touched the gold collar with her hand, took my hand, stretched it towards her heart, and said quietly: "It's Zhilian, after I died, he gave me his heart. That's why he died." ,do you know?"

"Ling Yuan's setup is like this. Cut off my heart, let Zhilian sacrifice her life to save me. But in the end, Zhilian's heart repairs yours!" Yun Miao looked at me, tears in her eyes like lotus leaves Like dewdrops on the sky, it rolls down crystal clear.

He said quietly to me: "All living beings are suffering, and Buddha cannot be crossed, only oneself can cross. The common people all have karma, and they should save themselves. You don't need to save them, and you are not responsible for them!"

"You have to trust Zhilian, he would rather betray the common people than you and me." Yun Miao looked at me with tears in her eyes.

I reached out and tapped the tear mole under my left eye, and said in a low voice, "Wash the lead with tears, and the flesh and blood will disappear."

The sadness in her eyes was so strong, and I felt like I was putting my hand in through her gouged open hand.

The inside also seemed to be empty, there was no blood, no heart, it seemed that there was only nothingness.

I looked up at her face which was somewhat similar to mine, especially the tear mole in the bottom of my left eye.

Vaguely, it seems that I am looking in the mirror, and it seems that I am the one who is sad.

"It's really good that you can forget. What does Mengpo soup taste like?" She took my hand, still reaching for her heart, and said quietly to me: "I really want to forget, too. But I can't drink Mengpo soup?"

Only when the ghost is reincarnated and reincarnated after crossing the Naihe bridge, can there be Mengpo soup to drink.

Grandma told me a misunderstanding. People think that after death, the soul returns to the underworld, and they can drink Meng Po soup by crossing the Naihe Bridge. In fact, that is wrong.

Naihe bridge leads to the past life, and not all the past lives have the opportunity to drink Mengpo soup.

Those who fall into the eighteen levels of hell, or the realm of animals or the realm of hungry ghosts, there is no need to drink Mengpo soup at all.

They will carry the sins of previous lives and suffer pain and torture until all karma is eliminated.

As for Yun Miao in front of me, she is just a corpse, with unresolved resentment, nourished by the blood ants arranged by Zhilian, she has become a dead body!

She has no chance to drink Mengpo soup at all, so she can't forget the past life, and she must still remember all kinds of torture in the past life.

I looked at her, but I didn't dare to speak, I just let her say, this delay will allow the special case team to dig out the defense line outside the community.

Even Xuan Xin, who was originally screaming behind her, didn't make a sound.

The monks in Xilin Temple also held their breaths and concentrated, for fear of shocking this living creature.

Yun Miao obviously also knew my plan, her red eyes rolled around, and she leaned in front of me and said: "After you die, you will fall into the Asura Heaven, and it will be very painful? Why don't you help Zhilian to be born like me? , fell into the evil way, and escaped from the six realms of reincarnation? If you don’t experience the suffering of all living beings, don’t you wonder if this common people should bear it or not, do they need to be rescued?”

I can't help laughing!
What is the relationship between the common people and me?
The common people never said, let me save it, and never gave me a chance to live up to it.

It's just that Zhi Lian and Ling Yuan suddenly took a big hat off, and I couldn't get rid of it just to survive.

She actually told me this at this moment, how can I be so embarrassing for someone who has no consciousness at all?
Yun Miao was still close to me, and whispered, "Come with me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes seemed to be shining red, followed by a flash in my mind, Zhi Lian hugged her and went boating among the lotus ponds.

The eyes are full of green leaves and red flowers, the water and the sky are all clear, and the two cuddling intimacy.

That kind of feeling, like a couple of gods and immortals, is nothing more than that.

But at this moment, a deep voice suddenly came from the community: "Heaven is majestic, and all laws come from the same source. My body is full of yang feathers, and the mighty thunder of the sky is drawn by blood!"

Following the strong wind, a dazzling light flashed in front of his eyes.

Huge and distorted lightning, with a bang, descended from the sky.

Yun Miao didn't seem to care, leaned forward slightly, and whispered something in my ear amidst the rumbling thunder.

I just felt my whole body go numb, but at this moment, a black umbrella suddenly flew towards me.

Yunmiao giggled, held the bone flute, and drifted away like blood mist: "Yunmiao, you are the soul, I am the body, and you and I will be one body one day. You cultivate your mind, I cultivate your body, and the world will Let us take what you take."

She disappeared quickly, and when she disappeared, the black umbrella opened above my head with a "bang", as if covering me from the dazzling light of thunder and lightning.

I stretched out my hand to catch the handle of the umbrella, and looked inside the compound. Qin Yangyu held the sword in his hand, leading the vast thunder with his body, and poured it all into the ground of the compound.

And Ling Yuan's white clothes were fluttering, and with his hands leading the flames, he was flying around the perimeter of the community quickly. Once a blood ant flew out, it would be burned to ashes immediately.

(End of this chapter)