Hades girl is by my side

Chapter 198 Using water as a matchmaker
Ren Yingquan listened to Tang Yu's suggestion and waited for the arrival of black and white impermanence, which was obviously unwise from the way he promised to get rid of the little Hades.

Because once Black and White was present, the safety of Tang Yu and San Geng was guaranteed, and Ren Yingquan found it difficult to take action in the end.

But Tang Yu also realized that in Ren Yingquan's heart, his own current wishes came first, so even if he agreed to the secret violation in advance, he had to first let himself meet the person he missed.

Since returning from the underworld in the middle of the night, she can call on Black and White Wuchang at any time. She no longer has to ask Black and White Wuchang to come and see her at midnight as before.

Such a bus parked on a hillside will obviously attract other people's attention.But this place is near a funeral parlor, and it's sunset, so it's basically deserted. After all, funerals usually happen in the morning.

The impermanence of black and white seemed to swallow up the night. When they arrived, it was getting dark.

The lights were on in the bus, and when Hei Bai Wuchang suddenly appeared outside the bus, Ren Yingquan and Tang Yu were obviously startled.

"I thought black and white impermanence would be more scary..."

Ren Yingquan murmured, and Tang Yu understood this deeply. After all, he initially thought that Black and White Wuchang should be wearing a high hat and jumping around with his tongue out...

Ren Yingquan never let go of the mineral water bottle, even if the dirt on it stained his clothes, he didn't care.

He walked out of the car holding the mineral water bottle, and the surroundings were already filled with black mist.

The police haven't arrived at the scene yet. One reason is that Ren Yingquan deliberately chose a small road to avoid surveillance on the road.The second is because the police would not have thought that the suspect would go back instead of choosing to die.

Tang Yu and San Geng got off the car behind Ren Yingquan and stood beside Black and White Wuchang.

For a while, the situation seemed to be four against one.

On the premise of ensuring his own life safety, Tang Yu no longer needs to tell this lie.

He originally wanted to show off his cards directly, but San Geng spoke first.

"Little King of Hell wants you to check whether the woman in the bottle has been reincarnated."

Bai Wuchang stared blankly at the third watch, and didn't even react.

There was a meaningful look in Hei Wuchang's eyes. He quickly understood the situation. Although he didn't know why, he still followed San Geng's instructions and opened the transparent book of life and death out of thin air.

This is the authority of the underworld spirit envoy. The transparent book of life and death glows crystal clear in the night sky.

It can record the past and future, and all the bonds related to life and death.

"Her name was Shan Chu. She died of cancer a year ago. Today is her death anniversary."

Hei Wuchang recounted the contents of the Book of Life and Death, and his voice was still gentle. Tang Yu even felt that if he no longer worked in the underworld, he could become a night radio host in the human world.

Of course, it's definitely not Zeng Xiaoxian's style.

Before Ren Yingquan could say the name of the woman who worried about him, Hei Wuchang had already read out everything on his behalf.

He felt that this meeting was interesting, and the expression on his face was full of longing and excitement.

Tang Yu didn't understand why he did this in the middle of the night.

They could obviously use the spiritual power of black and white to manipulate the mortal Ren Yingquan in front of them at will, and then let the police come and take him away.

He stared at the third watch in a daze, and suddenly felt that the third watch seemed humane.

She felt that Ren Yingquan was dedicated and pitiful, and she just wanted to use her position to help him.

As for what kind of punishment Ren Yingquan will receive for his sins in the world in the future, that has nothing to do with the third watch.

Next to the Xingpanshan Funeral Home shrouded in night, on the gentle hillside, the bus turned on its headlights, and the four of them looked at the transparent book of life and death hanging in the air.

"She has not yet been reincarnated."

Hei Wuchang suddenly said softly.

Although his tone was very light, San Geng was filled with joy when he understood this.

"Why hasn't she been reincarnated?"

Bai Wuchang asked innocently from the side, this is not her fault, she is only responsible for sending people to the underworld, and other things are not her responsibility.

"She must have been temporarily detained by my mother-in-law." Hei Wuchang narrowed his eyes slightly. The mother-in-law in his mouth naturally refers to Po Meng by the Naihe Bridge.

"Can we meet? How can we meet?"

Ren Yingquan grabbed the hem of his jeans with both hands. He wanted to reach out and grab the collar of Hei Wuchang in front of him several times and ask clearly, but he didn't dare.

He was restless, and that was the only thing on his mind before going to prison.

"The world of life and death is vast. She is in the underworld, and you are in the world of the sun. It is difficult to see each other."

Hei Wuchang's words were like pouring a basin of cold water on Ren Yingquan's head.

Shan Chu was not reincarnated, but still could not meet him.

Tang Yu on the side held San Geng's hand. He pursed his lips tightly, playing the role of a bystander.But there are always countless inexplicable relationships in this world, making the word love heavy and depressing.

In the underworld, Po Meng was serving soup here as usual.

There is a pavilion not far behind her, standing beside the Wangchuan River, which makes people feel lonely.

There was a woman sitting in the pavilion. She was wearing a hospital gown and her face was pale.

But whether it's from her facial features or the hairstyle on the back of her head, she can be called a beauty.

She sat quietly in the pavilion and watched Po Meng serving soup for the souls of the past every day.

Po Meng didn't push her away, but kept her here because of her position.

After all, on the Naihe Bridge by the Wangchuan River, she had the final say on this third acre of land, and there was nothing she could do about it even if the King of Hell came.

After Po Meng poured soup for the last soul, she forgot to take a look at the soup bucket, which was still full.

Meng Po Tang is not drunk until the soul has finished drinking it.

It's just that today is a special day.

"It's time."

Her voice was old, and her tone was still as stiff as usual.

She looked back at the woman in the pavilion, waved to her gently, and she walked over.

"Grandma, do you need help?"

Her voice was gentle, just like the housewives who passed out candies to children on the streets during the Chinese New Year in early years.

"The man you were waiting for is here."

Po Meng looked at the soup bucket in front of her, then she picked up the wooden spoon next to her and began to stir slowly in the bucket.

Her movements seemed a little strenuous, but soon, unusual ripples began to appear on the soup surface.

This Meng Po soup seems to have spirituality, slowly rising upwards, forming a longitudinal water surface in front of Meng Po and the woman.

From their perspective, they were being held by Ren Yingquan.

Hei Wuchang was the first person to find out about this, a trace of surprise flashed across his face, but he quickly motioned Ren Yingquan to look at the bottle in his hand.

People separated by yin and yang finally meet each other by virtue of longing.

Po Meng stepped aside a little, she didn't want to appear in other people's eyes.

She looked up and saw a full moon hanging in the sky.

The moonlight pours into the entire netherworld, tender and emotional.

"There is water in that bottle, and there is water in my Meng Po soup. Using water as a medium, you can connect yin and yang. But after all, life is like a mirror, flowers in water, and the moon. When you wake up from a dream, no matter whether the moonlight makes people miss you or not, you will be content with the dawn. Boring, really boring..."

She coughed softly a few times, her old face full of melancholy and regret.

(End of this chapter)