I am the real person of Yuding

Chapter 115 Please Call Me Little Broken Stone

There is definitely something wrong with this ghost difference!

But Qingyu can't take care of so much anymore, what's the problem with her?This ghost even helped him, so it's still important.

"Senior Meng Po!" Qingyu ran towards Po Meng in the Meng Po hall, the ghost guard standing next to her seemed to be thinking of saying something, but she dragged her over, staggered and almost fell down.

The wind and sand were so strong that the ghosts in Huangquan had just come to their senses.

"Senior Meng--" Qing Yu hurriedly ran to Po Meng and said, "Senior Meng, can you do me a favor?"

"Oh? It's a real person. I didn't expect the second real person to end so soon? Why didn't you line up this time? This is not good!" Meng Po laughed, and with a wave of her hand, Qingyu was pushed to the end of the line. The ghost messenger was also dragged over.

"..."

"Brother Guicha, this——do you have anything else to do?"

"No, Granny Meng has always had such a temper. I wanted to remind you."

"By the way, Brother Guicha, I thought we met by chance, but we just met each other. I didn't expect... I don't know if Brother Guicha has a name? Can you tell me." Qingyu asked tentatively.

"Me? Hahaha... You can call me Little Poshitou." The ghost messenger glanced at Qingyu again, as if observing her.

"???" Qingyu looked at the ghost messenger in disbelief: "This...is a name?"

"I took it myself, how about it? Does it sound good?" The ghost messenger seemed very proud.

"I picked it up myself? When?"

"Just now."

"..." Qingyu suddenly felt that she was a bit ridiculous, and she was talking to a ghost here?
"What? Doesn't it sound good?"

"Uh...it's...no, it's just a little strange." Qingyu still couldn't help asking curiously: "Brother Guicha, how did you come up with this name?"

"Looking at you, I thought of it!" There was a slight smile on the corner of the ghost messenger's mouth.

"..."

Sapphire felt like she was being teased.

"Why don't you talk? Don't you want to ask me my previous name?"

"Brother ghost messenger, what was your previous name?"

"I forgot."

"..."

"My memory is impaired, so I don't remember it anymore." Guicha said confidently.

"Brother Guicha, please let me be quiet for a while." Qingyu was so angry that she couldn't speak for a moment.

"I've already told you my name, why don't you call me by my name?" the ghost messenger asked solemnly.

"Small...broken...stone?" Qingyu twitched the corner of her mouth, feeling a bit unacceptable for a moment.

"Huh? Real man—you seem to have changed a lot." The ghost messenger suddenly sighed, which caught Qingyu a little off guard.

"Is there? It's as if Brother Guicha knows me well in the past."

"Little broken stone!" The ghost messenger emphasized again, then removed the iron chain around Qingyu's neck, turned around and walked away quietly.

He should be going to pick up the next ghost.Qingyu raised her head, and Meng Potang was right in front of her eyes.

"Senior Meng Po, do me a favor, can you check someone for me?" Finally it was Qingyu's turn, and she asked Po Meng again.

"The real person can talk about it first, if I can do it." Meng Po's eyes narrowed, and she didn't smile like a good person.

"Help me find someone, her name is Xi Ti. I want to know if she is still in Huangquan. I want to see her." Qingyu asked.

"Oh, this is easy." Po Meng waved her sleeves, and a black leather booklet appeared on the table.

Following a magic spell swung by Granny Meng's fingertips, the booklet slowly floated into the air and flipped over.

Qingyu looked at the booklet, there were rows of names written on it, and then she looked at Po Meng, only to see Po Meng's eyes tightened suddenly, then she put away the black book, and called out a golden booklet.

Granny Meng rummaged through the golden booklet again, her eyes froze again, and she waved away the golden booklet.

"Have you found it? Where is she now?" Sapphire's eyes were full of expectation.

"She has already entered the path of rebirth. If the real person wants to see her, I'm afraid it depends on fate." Meng Po replied.

"Already...can't see you anymore? After all, it's too late? Why...you don't want to wait for me?"

"Is the real person trying to say something to her?"

"It seems that there is nothing to say. I just want to see her again, and I always feel that seeing her again will make my heart feel at ease." Qingyu's eyes were a little sore, and she couldn't help closing her eyes.

"Really, it's time to drink the soup." Po Meng reminded, waving a hand to get a bowl with a small stone engraved on it.

"Well, thank you, Senior Meng Po, for your help." Qingyu picked up the bowl, drank it down, and said with a smile: "Sweet, let's have another bowl."

"bitter……"

"sour……"

……

"Senior, let's have another bowl." Qingyu put down the bowl, but the memory was still deeply engraved in her mind.

"This is already the seventh bowl, has the real person not forgotten the past?" Po Meng shook her head, sighed and said: "The real person will wait in the hall, I'll go and exchange a soup."

Qingyu sat in Meng Po's hall and waited quietly. In front of the hall, there were endless ghosts waiting in line to enter reincarnation.

"Real person? This is already the seventh prescription, haven't you forgotten it?" Granny Meng wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "There have been soups and medicines that were not effective for ghosts in the past, but I can also help them if I change them. They have forgotten the past, and Daoist's obsession is too deep."

"..."

"Hey—how about this, the real person will go for a walk on Huangquan Road again, and change my mood, and I will study other prescriptions." Po Meng sighed.

"Hehe... change your mood?" Qingyu looked at the empty bowl in front of her and replied, "That's fine."

After finishing speaking, she got up and walked out of the hall. Eight hundred miles away, there were only a few pieces of medicinal cattails in front of Meng Po Hall, and there was some faint medicinal fragrance floating around.

Thousands of ghosts are walking on the road to Huangquan, step by step, slowly, most of them are walking towards Meng Potang, and there are also some disobedient ones who are led around the road by ghost messengers, and they will be taken to reincarnation when they are honest.

Qingyu was walking on the road, walking aimlessly, the sound of the iron chains on the ghosts colliding lingered in this huge yellow spring, for a moment, Qingyu's heart was as numb as if it was empty.

"The real person looks very lonely." A familiar voice sounded next to his ear, and Qingyu looked up.

"Ghost...Little broken stone? Are you so idle?" Qingyu smiled wryly.

"Why, you don't like to come to accompany you for a stroll in Huangquan?" The smile on Xiao Poshitou's face was very strange, maybe it was because of his broken face.

"Visiting the Underworld!? I really never thought that I would be so leisurely as I am today, so I can see this desolate ghost place among thousands of ghosts." Qingyu suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

"What is the real person sad about?"

This question stopped Qingyu.

"Yeah, what am I upset about?"

"What are real people going to do?"

"I have no idea……"

She came here because she wanted to see Xi Ti again!

But seeing Xi Ti, what can she do?Say sorry countless times?Or should I kowtow hundreds or thousands of heads to thank her for her kindness over the past ten years?What is the point that she is tangled in her heart?
Even she herself didn't know, she couldn't understand the uncomfortable feeling.

(End of this chapter)