Hades girl is by my side

Chapter 303: See you again in the morning

Tang Yu and San Geng originally wanted to approach Ah Cha and say hello, but they thought that Ah Cha might not recognize them at this time.

Not only that, when Tang Yu and San Geng approached Ah Cha, Ah Cha didn't even notice their presence.

"It seems that this illusion has no interactivity... I don't understand why the mountain goddess put a little King of Hell into the illusory underworld."

Tang Yu was complaining, but Ah Cha didn't seem to hear it and just used a spoon to stir the soup in the wooden barrel in front of him.

Tang Yu could smell the soup, which had a different kind of bitter taste, just like the smell in the cellars of northern people in the early years.

Tears began to well up in Acha's eyes, and the tears gradually slid down her beautiful face, falling drop by drop on the ground at her feet.

As the days passed, a purple-white flower bloomed out of the soil soaked by Meng Po's tears.

Tang Yu had seen this kind of flower in the underworld, but he never thought that this flower actually came out of Meng Po's tears.

When I saw the little purple-white flower in the middle of the night, my face seemed moved.

Time flies, and I don’t know how many years have passed. Ah Cha’s appearance has become aging, and there is no longer a sad look on his face. His eyes have become hollow and he has lost his virginity. His body is hunched, but he is still stirring the Meng Po soup in the wooden barrel.

On this day, a man came to visit Po Meng.

He and Po Meng seemed to be about the same age, tall and not arrogant.

He was dressed in black and had a black hat on his head. He had big eyes and walked with a wind in his step.

"Is this the King of Hell? The old King of Hell in the underworld..."

Tang Yu murmured in his mouth and nodded gently at midnight.

This was Tang Yu's first meeting with the King of Hell, even if it was in an illusion, even if the King of Hell couldn't see Tang Yu at all.

"Acha."

As soon as he spoke, his tone was doting.

Even though the two of them are as old as mortals, he talks like a young man.

"I've said it many times, don't call my name like that. I've forgotten it a long time ago."

"O-cha is o-cha, even if you are old and faded, you are still o-cha."

Po Meng said no more, just lowered her head and stirred Po Meng's soup in the barrel.

"This soup isn't hot, so there's no point in stirring it all day long."

"There are so many meaningless things in this world. If people think about it, they will only feel that everything is blocked."

"makes sense."

The King of Hell agreed with a melancholy look on his face.

For some reason, Tang Yu, who witnessed this scene, felt that the King of Hades he was talking about was very much like himself.

Because in the relationship between Tang Yu and San Geng, San Geng would always explain some things to Tang Yu that could not be refuted at all. Whenever this happened, Tang Yu would end the topic with "Yes".

Perhaps most men in this world are like this, because their thoughts are not as delicate and profound as women's, and they are unwilling to explore them, so they can only deal with it like this.

"Ah Cha, I came here this time to show you something."

After Yama finished speaking, he took out a brown box from his wide sleeve robe.

He opened the box, and inside was the little purple-white flower.

It is pure and innocent, lying quietly in the box.

"How come I haven't seen this flower. Don't forget that you dug it away from my feet. This flower should die without the soil."

Po Meng read in her mouth without any emotion in her tone.

"No, no, no..."

The King of Hell shook his head, then waved his arm, and when the sleeves fell down again, the purple and white flowers in the box had disappeared, replaced by...

It's a baby girl.

She was much smaller than a normal baby girl in the world, and she was lifeless. She neither cried nor fussed, but her eyes were open.When Po Meng saw the baby girl, her old face was obviously touched.

"This flower was nourished by Meng Po's tears and transformed into a human form. It was born from the land of the underworld and your tears. It is the child of the underworld. I think this child will definitely bring vitality to the underworld in the future. . Even in the future, this child may replace me and become the King of Hell here.”

When the King of Hell said this, he and Po Meng looked at the baby in the box.

There was a smile on his lips, and when Po Meng looked at the baby in the box, her gaze became obviously gentler.

Tang Yu, who was watching all this from the side, had mixed feelings in his heart.

He looked at San Geng next to him, and couldn't help but exert a little force while holding San Geng's hand.

The identity of the baby girl naturally needs no introduction.

The third watch didn't show any special reaction. She just stood from the perspective of a bystander, watching this scene that happened in the underworld many years ago but she didn't know about it.

"By the way, Ah Cha, are there Po Meng's tears in this red bottle?"

The King of Hell suddenly turned his attention to the several small bottles next to the soup bucket in front of Po Meng. Among them, there was a red porcelain bottle that was quite eye-catching.

"This is the last drop of Meng Po's tears left in the world. Now that Meng Po's soup is ready, it is redundant."

Po Meng looked at the red porcelain bottle and spoke in a calm tone.

"Then I'll take it!"

Like a child, the King of Hell quickly took away the red porcelain bottle in front of Po Meng and quickly hid it in his sleeve robe.

"What do you use this for?"

Po Meng asked the king of hell, but the king of hell pretended to be profound and refused to speak.

He stroked his long black beard, and after a while he said: "If this child encounters disaster in the future, this is the only thing that can save him. This bond in the world cannot be explained in a few words. When we meet again, we will It’s a matter of life and death.”

The King of Hell took a leisurely step and left, his broad back gradually disappearing into the shadows.

Po Meng turned her head and looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky. The moonlight shone on her wrinkled old face, reflecting a lot of sadness.

The scene changed. A few days later, the judge came.

He was not much different from what Tang Yu had seen before. He was still holding a stylus and had a serious and upright style.

"Ah Cha, the King of Hell has caused trouble again, giving me a headache."

He seemed to come to complain to Po Meng, but Po Meng still just stirred the soup bucket with her hands, as if she was used to it.

"What trouble did he get into?"

The judge turned the stylus in his hand and sighed.

"He used his authority as the King of Hell to modify the contents of the book of life and death. He wrote the birth certificate of Po Meng who was taken away by him that day, and threw it into the birth well..."

Po Meng looked at the judge and frowned slightly.

The judge knew that Po Meng already understood what he meant.

"Although I don't know what year or month in the future, one day, Meng Po's tears will flow into the mortal world with the birth well and be reincarnated, and live as a human being..."

The judge sighed as he spoke, he knew that this matter was no small matter, if someone found out, there would be a big mess.

"You have become the King of Hell, yet you still act like a child."

Mrs. Meng muttered, but with a sighing tone, not depressed.

She seemed to feel relieved and even somewhat understood what the King of Hell was doing.

The scene in front of him gradually blurred, and Tang Yu's thoughts fell into chaos.

A scene kept repeating in his mind, which was the scene when Po Meng first met him in Fengdu Ghost Town.

He remembered the look on Po Meng's face when she saw him, which made him unable to let go for a long time.

Now, everything seems to be clear.

(End of this chapter)