dashing little Taoist priest

Chapter 707 Meng Po
Ye Feng looked at the white-clothed woman and the green-eyed female zombie, and after a long time, he sighed and said, "Alright, this may be your best destination."

Saying that, Ye Feng took Lan Mengmeng's hand and quickly flew towards Naihe Bridge, but he didn't even turn his head.He is Ye Feng, and what they are waiting for is the God of the Six Paths of Samsara.

Look at the other shore in front of the flowers on the other side, and sigh on the bridge of nothingness.Wronged souls cry in the Wangchuan River, How sad on the road to Huangquan!

Along the way, there are countless lonely souls and wild ghosts on the road, staying in the sea of ​​flowers on the other side, stopping on the Naihe Bridge, watching the souls of the Wangchuan River, and lamenting the sorrow of Huangquan Road!
It was a huge river, the river water was yellow, and in the tumbling waves, there were wandering ghosts who fell into the Wangchuan River.They fall into the river, and they cannot come out again for eternity, and they cannot enter reincarnation.

In the river, they will howl and cry.Infect all the negative emotions in the whole river, and even these negative emotions are like steaming steam, rising from the river water.

The ghosts crossing the Naihe Bridge are easily affected by these negative emotions if they are not paying attention, so they fall into the river and become one of the countless wandering ghosts.

Usually, the ghosts in the Wangchuan River are very happy to take the passing ghosts down the river to accompany them.So there are often many ghosts howling in the Wangchuan River, very arrogant.

But this time is different, this time Ye Feng leads hundreds of spirits to fly to Naihe Bridge, followed by thousands of ghosts.

Not to mention these, just the aura carried by Ye Feng has already shocked the endless resentful souls in the Wangchuan River.

For a moment, all the resentful souls were hiding in the Wangchuan River, and none of them dared to come out.

Ye Feng pulled Lan Mengmeng and flew directly across the Naihe Bridge. All the negative emotions were shaken away by Ye Feng's aura, and did not affect Ye Feng and the others at all.

After crossing the Naihe Bridge in such a mighty way, I arrived at a flat place.There were no ghosts walking this way along the way, and there were only a few ghosts on the other side of the Naihe Bridge.

In Ye Feng's impression, this is not the case. On the other side of the Naihe Bridge is the place of Meng Po, who drinks Meng Po soup for the ghosts before going to the land of reincarnation.

Usually this place is very lively, and under the maintenance of ghost messengers, there will be many ghosts who are going to reincarnation line up here.

But now, there are really not many ghosts here.There were only a few ghosts who were too shocked to move at the moment.

Under the Naihe Bridge, there is a pavilion-like place with a thatched cottage next to it.

And in front of the gazebo, there was an old lady. There was a big pot in front of the old lady, and there was a pot of green soup in it.

A green will-o'-the-wisp was burning under the pot, and the soup in the big pot was bubbling and bubbling.This thing looks scary, how can I drink it?

At this moment, the old lady behind the pot was stirring the pot with a big spoon.On the one hand, he was still nagging: "Oh, no one comes to drink my old lady's soup!"

Ye Feng flew by, paused here, and looked at Po Meng.On the side, Lan Mengmeng rubbed her little head and said, "It seems... I know this old lady... Granny Meng..."

That's right, this is Granny Meng.The old woman with white hair and wrinkled face slowly raised her head, glanced at Lan Mengmeng and said, "Girl, here we come!"

Lan Mengmeng was taken aback, looked at Granny Meng, and said, "Grandma Meng..."

"Hmm~ come...let my mother-in-law see? I haven't seen you for almost 20 years..."

Lan Mengmeng floated to Po Meng's side, and Po Meng looked at Lan Mengmeng, and said, "A ray of soul is another person."

"Grandma~ What do you mean?" Lan Mengmeng looked at Granny Meng.

Granny Meng shook her head and said to Ye Feng: "Grandma has a bowl of soup here. It has been boiled for 20 years. Today, I can finally drink it for you."

Ye Feng frowned and said, "Give me a drink? What kind of soup? Meng Po soup?"

"Hehe, it's just the opposite!" Granny Meng said, putting the spoon into the bottom of the pot.Ye Feng clearly saw a mass of light red soup at the bottom, which did not blend with the green soup.

Granny Meng scooped up the reddish soup with her spoon, but the surrounding green soup didn't merge with the reddish soup, so Granny Meng scooped it up.

Looking at the spoonful of light red soup, Ye Feng was puzzled and asked, "What kind of soup is this?"

"I don't have a name, I was alone 20 years ago, and I wasted 20 years of hard work!" Meng Po smiled, very kindly!

Ye Feng smiled and said, "It's...it really looks like blood!"

"Drink it, son, 20 years of hard work, it depends on the present..." Meng Po said to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng took a deep breath, fixed his eyes on the spoonful of red soup, and then at Po Meng.For some reason, his intuition told him with certainty that Granny Meng would not harm him.

Thinking back, in the voices I heard many times in my dreams, the flower fairy on the other side mentioned Granny Meng many times.It should be this Meng Po, right?It seems that the flower fairy on the other side knows Po Meng.

In this case, it means that Po Meng should not harm Ye Feng.

Ye Feng thought for a while, took the spoon, and asked, "What will happen if you drink it?"

"For thousands of years, people who drink soup here forget this life and start a new life. You are the only one who comes to drink soup here, but you don't forget this life, but remember the past life."

Ye Feng was taken aback, and said, "You mean that after drinking this soup, I can remember my previous life?"

"That's right, old lady, I said that this is 20 years of hard work. It's not a lie. You, 20 years ago, gave me a drop of hard work for safekeeping. You said that you would come back to get it after 20 years. Now, you come Already!" Granny Meng said.

Ye Feng said: "20 years ago... the God of the Six Paths of Reincarnation?"

Meng Po smiled: "Drink it, and go to the land of reincarnation alone, there is your responsibility!"

Ye Feng nodded, put the spoon to his mouth, and drank the soup in one gulp.

Thousands of ghosts present watched Ye Feng drink it, and they all wanted to know what kind of changes would happen to Ye Feng.After Ye Feng drank it, he smacked his lips, then hiccupped and said, "It's delicious!"

Halo~~~
The thousands of ghosts present were speechless for a while, damn it, who wants to know if it’s good or not?They are curious about what has changed.

After Ye Feng returned the spoon to Granny Meng, he said, "Hey, I didn't expect it to be so delicious. I thought it would be very bad...Grandma Meng, is your Pom Meng soup also delicious?"

"Hehe, they all taste the same. After all, it has been in Mengpo soup for 20 years, so it tastes just as good as Mengpo soup. Everyone thought my Mengpo soup was bad, but you alone know it is delicious."

Ye Feng actually looked a little drunk, and said, "Hey...why am I the only one who knows?"

"Because the other ghosts are drinking Mengpo soup, which tastes the same, but they have forgotten everything and are in a daze. Well, you are a little confused now, why don't you go to the land of reincarnation?" Meng Po said.

"Oh~ Land of Reincarnation? That's right, hey, which direction are you coming from?" Ye Feng, who seemed to be drunk, went to the Land of Reincarnation drunk alone under the guidance of Granny Meng.

Thousands of ghosts behind me are stunned, what? I wanted to see how much it changed after drinking it, but it turned out... like an alcoholic!
(End of this chapter)