"Only in this way can we restore them to their original factory condition. Really, reincarnation still wearing armor, what are you thinking!"

"Ah this..."

Hong Li was stunned, moved a few times, and came close to Hei Yang, whispering: "Do we also have some killing karma? Do we need to add ingredients when drinking soup?"

"What are you thinking? We are lawless criminals and don't need to drink soup."

"That's right, hehehe..."

"Hey, hey, you two, be serious and stop whispering there!"

Meng Po couldn't help but said, "And their war horses also need to be fed with soup, don't forget them!"

"Ow..."

"it is good……"

"and many more……"

Heiyang frowned and suddenly stretched out a hand: "Um, Grandma Meng, look over there, is that a normal phenomenon in the underworld?"

"what?"

Meng Po raised her voice: "What's normal?"

"There's a guy over there..."

Hong Li said expressionlessly: "He is aiming at us with a bow and arrow..."

Madam Meng: "..."

On the Naihe Bridge not far away, a ghost who seemed to be a general was holding a longbow made of ghost energy, putting an arrow on it, pulling the bowstring, and looking at them with murderous intent on his face.

"Ranglang Army! Everyone listen up!"

The general roared: "Live as a hero, die as a ghost hero!

The King of Hell takes turns to sit at my house, and today it’s my turn!

Come with me, rush into the Senluo Palace and seize his throne!"

"Kill!!!"

The general gave the order, and all the soldiers immediately drew their weapons and rushed towards Meng Po Pavilion: "Take away his throne!"

"Very good, this is the momentum!"

After hearing the response from his subordinates, the general laughed out loud: "Let's start with this old woman and kill her as a sacrifice!"

"Old woman! Old woman!"*n

"Operate! Operate!"

"..."

Looking at the armless, short-legged, headless, and half-bodied soldiers rushing towards him roaring, Meng Poting fell into an awkward silence.

"..."

Hongli and Heiyang looked at each other and then smiled funny at the same time.

"Ahem, that..."

Heiyang chuckled and said, "Old lady... ahem, Grandma Meng, they are provoking you!"

"It's more than a provocation! It's simply a slap in your face!"

Hong Li was filled with righteous indignation: "You just said that they abide by the rules, but they rebelled and wanted to use you as a sacrifice. They don't treat you as a human being at all!"

"That's it!"

"Yes, yes!"

"..."

A series of well-shaped characters popped up above Meng Po's head. Compared to those rebellious guys, why did she feel that these two who were fanning the flames deserved a beating more?

Heiyang: "So..."

Hongli: "That's it..."

"If you say anything else, I'll boil you both in the pot!"

"!!!"

Heiyang Hongli was horrified and retreated a few steps, squatting in the corner of the pavilion and trembling.

Madam Meng: "..."

"Ugh……"

Sighing helplessly, Granny Meng tapped the side of the pot lightly with a spoon: "Da da da."

As the knocking sounds continued, the sounds of people falling into the water and wailing followed.

The Naihe Bridge that was originally able to support these dead souls suddenly became hollow, making the dead souls feel as if their bodies were being pressed down by a tremendous gravity. Without any power to resist, they fell off the Naihe Bridge one by one like dumplings and fell into the Wangchuan River.

The souls of the dead who stayed where they were were still floating on the bridge. Some who were watching also put away their inappropriate thoughts and remained silent.

There was no need for Meng Po to urge them anymore. In an instant, the group of ghosts lined up in an orderly and quiet manner, eager to drink the soup, as if they were anxious to be reincarnated.

"Pfft, ah!"

In the Forgotten River, the general roared and struggled unwillingly: "I am a great general of the imperial court, how could I fall here? Wait until I come back..."

"Ouch!"

A bronze dog suddenly jumped out of the river and swallowed the general in one bite, making a "crunching" sound while chewing.

"Phew, done."

Meng Po wiped the non-existent beads of sweat from her head, turned her head and looked at Hongli Heiyang with a smile.

"Why are you two so far away from grandma all of a sudden? Come here quickly, grandma won't hurt you!"

Hei Yang: "..."

Hongli: "..."

"Ahem, let me give you a shoulder massage!"

"Grandma, Heiyang is just massaging your shoulders for fun. If you really want to have fun, I'll give you a back massage!"

…………

At night, it's slightly cool.

In the spacious courtyard, two couples were lying on mats with a small fire, looking at the starry sky.

It was the end of the month when Heiyang Hongli came back, and a waning moon was hanging in the sky.

Now it was already the middle of December, and the tortuous 577th year of the Water Calendar was about to pass. Seeing the full moon this time, Qing Yiyi and the others finally put away their longing for their family.

Although in a sense, Heiyang Hongli is now separated from them by the Yin and Yang... ahem, but the children have indeed returned home and they no longer have to worry about them.

"No, I still can't help thinking about them..."

Lan Yuying couldn't help but speak, looking worried.

"They are not really lying in a damp little box, cold and hungry, are they? Do you think we should send them some worn-out cotton jackets or something so they can put them under their bodies to cushion their bodies?"

"Shouldn't we?"

Qing Yiyi showed a thoughtful expression: "It's not cold yet, and young people are full of energy..."

After a pause, Qing Yiyi suddenly thought of something: "Oh, by the way, Xiaoyang said that they went to work for others to repay the accommodation fee. I don't know where they went to work..."

"It doesn't matter where I go, as long as it's not some illegal or irregular job."

Hei Muguang suddenly said, "I'm just worried that they'll be too lazy and get chased back."

"Hmm, I suddenly wonder if it's really appropriate for us to make things so difficult for them..."

Lan Yuying still couldn't harden her heart. When the two children acted pitiful and pitiful during the day, she almost surrendered.

"Xiao Chen, what do you think?"

Hong Xiaochen: "Hushu...Hushu..."

Lan Yuying: "..."

Xiao Huo: "Chirp Zzzzzz...Happiness..."

.........

The Infinite Sword Gate.

"I'm ready!"

In a clean white space, Hong Butian suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "The test can begin!"

"it is good!"

A faint voice that was not human was heard: "The examinee, Hong Butian, the first test is to identify weapons. Please listen to the question!"

As soon as the words fell, a shadow of a longbow appeared in front of Hong Butian: "Please answer, what kind of weapon is this!"

"Um……"

Hong Butian, who had prepared for the lesson in advance, looked solemn as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Yes, it's a bow..."

"Ok?"

"It's a bow and sword!"

Hong Butian quickly stopped his horse and said, "Yes! It's the bow and sword!"

"Very good, the answer is correct! Please listen to the next question!"

A phantom of a spear replaced the longbow and appeared in front of Hong Butian: "Please answer!"

"..."

Hong Butian gritted his teeth, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and a fierce struggle was going on in his heart.

I’m sorry, Mom and Dad, I’m sorry to the Hong family, I’m sorry to all our ancestors!

This is just a temporary humiliation. Please be patient for now. Sooner or later, I will clear its name again!

Taking a deep breath, Hong Butian revealed a tragic and resolute look: "This is Chang Mu..."

"Huh? What is it?"

The misty voice said leisurely: "What is it? Does the respondent mean to say a spear? Is it a spear? Are you sure?"

"Long sword! It's a long sword!!!"

Hong Butian's brain buzzed and he roared, "Yes, it's the long sword!"

"Very good, the answer is correct! Please listen... to the next question!"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 236: Miracles or something, isn't it just a desperate and helpless act when there is no way out...

For many things, once you get through them for the first time, you will slowly get used to them.

For example, absence from work, wearing women's clothes, and () falling, cough cough...

In short, after Hong Butian made up his mind and successfully () fell, the first test designed by some bored guy in Wujing Jianmen would no longer be a stumbling block for him!

"what is this?"

The shadow of the dagger fell.

"dagger!"

"what is this?"

The shadow of the sledgehammer fell.

"Heavy sword!"

"What's this!"

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