Tom Cat breaks through the dimensional wall.

Seeing those ghosts looking at him, angry but not daring to speak, Tang Mu patted his chest and promised to help solve the matter.

It’s just so that all the ghosts can drink the soup.

What a big deal!

After that, Tang Mu ran away without a trace.

Under the gaze of the ghosts, within a few seconds, Tom came back dragging a long rubber water pipe.

Directly point the water pipe into the large vat containing Meng Po soup.

As the sound of "splashing" water rang out, Tang Mu turned his head to the side, not looking at the other ghosts around him. He whistled to himself, as if nothing had happened.

When the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demon saw this, they were really shocked!

They had never seen such a shameless cat!

It's okay if you just drink up all their soup.

He actually just pulled a water pipe and added water into the Meng Po soup, hoping to be done with it!

It would be fine if you just used tap water, but you were so brazen as to add water in front of so many ghosts!

You are going against heaven!

The ghosts waiting in line for reincarnation were all so shocked that they were speechless.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Tang Mu was extremely sad and angry.

What do you mean? Don’t we ordinary ghosts have any ghost rights? Don’t think you can just turn your head away and pretend nothing happened!

Among them, Meng Po was the most shocked.

I watched helplessly as the tap water filled up the large tank.

Tom threw the water pipe to the ground.

Then he calmly kicked it aside with his foot.

Only then did Tang Mu turn his head and look at the tap water in the large vat, with a look of surprise on his face.

As if to say.

Wow! so amazing!

In such a short time, there are so many Mengpo soups here!

Meng Po looked at the crystal clear tap water in the big vat and fell into deep silence.

He picked up a large spoon beside him and stirred it in the jar, stirring up the little bit of Meng Po soup at the bottom.

This time, I finally saw a little bit of oil floating on the water in the tank.

Then the problem is coming.

The ratio of Meng Po soup to tap water is one to one hundred.

Can this thing in the jar still be called Meng Po soup?

To be honest, Meng Po didn't want to give the Meng Po soup mixed with water to the ghosts.

After all, reincarnation is a big deal and cannot be taken lightly.

But at the same time, reincarnation cannot be delayed.

Tang Mu patted Meng Po's shoulder and patted his own chest to indicate that there would definitely be no problem.

Meng Po was helpless, but she couldn't afford to offend the big boss Tang Mu, so she could only signal the ghosts in the queue to come forward and continue the previous process.

The ghost at the front is a Mediterranean.

He walked slowly to the front and looked at Tang Mu with a very resentful look.

"How did you die?"

Meng Po scooped a bowl of Meng Po water from the big vat and asked casually.

"He died suddenly from working overtime."

Mediterranean replied.

"Okay, drink it, and I hope you'll have a good life in your next life."

Meng Po handed the bowl to Mediterranean.

Looking at the tap water in front of him, Hai Di looked at Tang Mu again. After thinking for a while, he couldn't help but ask, "I heard that drinking Meng Po soup will make you forget all the memories of your previous life. Does this thing really have this effect?"

Mediterranean had a bad life and had many painful memories, so he hoped to forget his memories.

But he also saw Tom pouring water into the big vat just now, and it really felt unreliable.

Meng Po felt uneasy when she heard this.

She couldn't guarantee it.

After all, there is too much water in this soup.

Seeing Meng Po looking at him again, Tang Mu patted his chest to indicate that there was definitely no problem.

100% memory erasure!

Seeing Tang Mu so confident, Meng Po finally put her mind at ease.

He turned his head and looked at the Mediterranean ghost, and then said, "Don't worry, this one is a great god. If it says there is no problem, then there is absolutely no problem."

"it is good!"

There is not much to say about the Mediterranean.

Since Meng Po and Tang Mu had already promised, he reached out to take the bowl, tilted his head back and drank it in one gulp!

"Gulu!"

After Meng Po's water entered his stomach, the Mediterranean ghost looked surprised: "No, I don't think I have erased the memory..."

"bump!"

Before he could finish his words, Tang Mu, who was standing on the edge of the vat, swung his mace and knocked the ghost unconscious with one blow!

Turning his head to look at the stunned Meng Po, Tang Mu gave a thumbs up.

Get it!

One hundred percent amnesia!

Chapter 223 The First Time Travel

I have visited everything I wanted to see in the underworld.

Tang Mu and Li Ang did not stay any longer and returned directly to the human world.

In Deyu Building, Ah Qun was collecting Li Ang's body.

At this moment, Li Ang, who was already dead, suddenly sat up!

The noise immediately scared the last two security guards, Dazu and Tiedan.

Da Zu is the character that often appears in Stephen Chow’s movies.

Tiedan is the master of the Iron Head Kung Fu in "Shaolin Soccer".

Both of them are relatively famous screen images in Stephen Chow's movies.

Before, Tang Mu had always focused his attention on Li Ang and didn't pay much attention to others.

Now that Li Ang was pulled back from the underworld and returned to the human world, he had time to take a look at them.

"Ah!!! You're okay! That's great! I almost thought you were dead!"

Dazu and Tiedan were so scared that they hugged each other and trembled.

Ah Qun was very happy. He hugged Li Ang, who was covered in blood, without any fear.

Although they had only known each other for seven days, Ah Qun fell in love with Li Ang at first sight.

Only she would have unconditional trust in someone like Li Ang.

After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, Li Ang is no different from a madman.

"Wow! That chainsaw of yours is really powerful. It hit me right in the middle of the top of my head. It wasn't off-center at all. It was just the right amount!"

Li Ang hugged A Qun, held A Qun's shoulders with both hands to push her away, then raised his hand and gestured to his forehead.

He added: "I was worried that you might accidentally chop it crooked."

"What happens if the sword is chopped off-center? Will it fail to kill Mr. Li's ghost?"

Ah Qun asked curiously.

"Of course not, it's just that I have a little obsessive-compulsive disorder. It won't look good if I split it crookedly. People are symmetrical, so it will look much better if I split it in the middle."

Li Ang's thought process when speaking is still different from that of ordinary people.

Ah Qun also smiled foolishly when he heard this, then raised his hand and touched Li Ang's head, curiously saying: "That's strange, I remember the chainsaw had already split your head apart."

As he spoke, Ah Qun used his hand knife to simulate the saw, cutting from Li Ang's head to his chest, and then said: "The saw hit here directly."

"Eh!"

Li Ang took Ah Qun's hand away and said, "It's one thing for the chainsaw to hit here, and it's another thing for me to be cut open. We can't generalize."

"Come, let me introduce you to my new good brother."

Li Ang sat cross-legged on the ground, pulled Tom over, and introduced him to Ah Qun who was squatting in front of them: "This is Tom. I was able to come back alive this time, all thanks to his help."

"Hello, I'm Ah Qun."

Ah Qun reached out to Tang Mu.

Tom also stretched out his paw and shook hands with her.

Li Ang was also very happy to see that the two knew each other.

He has never been able to make friends because of his weird temper since he was a child.

A Qun was the second best friend he made.

Tom is the third best friend.

Li Ang would be very happy if good friends could become good friends.

Who is Li Ang's first good friend?

Of course it was his pot of lilies, Lily.

"Where's Lily?"

Li Ang also thought of his potted plants at this time.

"Oh, you asked me to take good care of it, so I put it away."

Ah Qun explained honestly: "Do you want me to bring it over now?"

"No, it's not needed for now. Give it a day off and have a good rest."

As Li Ang spoke, he threw away his coat, reached into his crotch, and pulled out a ball wrapped in plastic wrap.

"what is this?"

Ah Qun asked curiously, then she remembered Li Ang's words that you should use plastic wrap to catch ghosts, and asked again: "Whose ghost is this?"

"It belongs to Mrs. Li."

Li Ang raised his eyebrows at Ah Qun.

"Didn't you send Old Lady Li to the underworld seven days ago?"

Ah Qun became even more curious.

"Tom wanted to borrow Mrs. Li's soul, so we brought it up from the underworld."

As Li Ang spoke, he began to touch himself again, turned his head to look at Ah Qun, and asked: "Do you have a knife or scissors or something with you?"

Ah Qun took out a pair of nail clippers: "Is this okay?"

Li Ang looked at the nail clippers in Ah Qun's hand, took a deep breath, and did a tactical retreat: "Alright... OK!"