Listening to the conversation between Meng Po and Ma Mian, the corners of Zhen's mouth twitched. Ma Mian, who was three to four meters tall, looked like a door panel. If Ma Mian was small, what was she, Po Meng, a miniature human being?

After complaining about Po Meng in his heart, Zhen pricked up his ears and continued to eavesdrop on the conversation inside.

I heard Po Meng say impatiently: Come and drink this bowl of milk tea!"

A rich male voice said: "Who am I?"

Po Meng: "How do I know who you are? Speaking of Ma Mian, are you perfunctory with me? I think this kid looks familiar. You seem to have brought him here more than ten times. You brought him to my place to deal with things."

You haven't changed anyone today, but you are in this pit of ghosts! Now you are so bold that you dare to fool even me. Believe it or not, I will let you drink the happy water of the underworld on the other side!"

Ma Mian said aggrievedly: "Mr. Meng Po, I have wronged you. After he drank the soup, I took him to reincarnate. The judge asked him if he drank Meng Po soup. The other ghosts looked at a loss. Otherwise, they asked

What is Meng Po soup? He was the only one who answered and didn’t drink it~.

The Lord Judge sent him back to drink Meng Po soup~ This guy came straight to me after leaving the palace. I didn’t dare to disobey the Lord Judge, so I had to bring him to drink the soup..."

Po Meng was so furious that she jumped up and hit Ma Mian on the head. However, Ma Mian was tall, so Po Meng could only jump up to Ma Mian's waist, which was just like Super Mario topping bricks. Ma Mian was jumping around at Ma Mian's feet.

Seeing that she still couldn't reach Ma Mian's big head, Po Meng angrily kicked Ma Mian and yelled at Ma Mian: "You stupid guy, are you blind? You can't see that I can't reach you.

Is that so? Why don’t you squat down for me!”

Then Ma Mian belatedly groaned and squatted down with his tall body. Even if Ma Mian squatted down, he was still half a head taller than Wangqing Po Meng. Po Meng still had to jump around and hit Ma Mian on the head.

After a few knocks, the horse's face remained as usual, Meng Po's little fists were red, and her eyes were full of tears.

Angrily, he turned around and walked into the room, took out a long spoon, and continued to knock. While banging, he scolded: "Big fool, big fool, won't you go in and tell the judge? Bring this idiot to drink."

He bought me more than ten bowls of soup, and my soup is free, and what’s more! I want you to touch your hands. Why do you have such a hard head? You are a horse, not a rhinoceros!"

Ma Mian returned aggrievedly: "Recently, Niu Tou and I asked for leave, and there were a lot of requests for leave. The judge got angry. He said he didn't want to see us in the past two days. If he saw us, he would make hot pot with us~ I don't

Dare to go in!"

Po Meng became even more angry when she heard this.

"You don't dare to go to the judge's place, but you dare to come to my place! Do you think I'm easy to bully? Believe it or not, I will take you to the soup right now!"

Ma Mian hurriedly begged for mercy.

Po Meng knocked and stopped, covering her mouth and laughing.

She knocked the horse's face into a bag, and people who didn't know the look thought that the horse's face had converted to my Buddha. There was a bump on the long horse's face, which was interesting no matter how you looked at it.

Po Meng's personality is similar to that of a child. Her anger comes and goes quickly, and her appearance is ridiculous.

With such a smile, the anger in his heart also disappeared. He clapped his little hands and said to the horse with a smile: "Seeing how miserable you are, I will spare you. Ha~ha~ I can't do it anymore. Your bun is too magical."

, Ahaha~ I was laughing so hard, please leave quickly, otherwise my stomach will hurt from laughing, oh yes, go back and tell the judge to send me some high-quality ghosts. And you idiot, if you have some brains,

If you bring another ghost who drank the soup, I will tear you apart and make soup!"

Ma Mian was frightened and nodded repeatedly, fearing that Po Meng would make soup if he was too slow to respond.

Po Meng, who had already laughed so hard that she couldn't stand up, laughed and said: "Hurry up, Ni, don't laugh at me~ Ahaha~"

The arrogant old man, with a bun on his head and a grievance on his face, resigned. Before leaving, he did not forget to take the dazed ghost next to him under his arm and take him away with him.

When I walked out of the door, I could still hear the silver bell-like laughter in Mrs. Meng's house. I couldn't help but reach out and touch the top of my head. I was also curious in my heart. I was really that funny.

It doesn't matter if I touch it, the pimple on my head immediately makes me feel distressed.

It turns out that when Po Mengqing knocked on the horse's face, she poured her power into it, and the bumps caused by the knocks would not go away for a while. Only after Meng Po's residual power disappeared, the bumps would return to their original state. Due to the existence of Po Meng's power, the bumps would not go away.

It doesn't matter if you don't touch it while it's there. Once you touch it, it will cause excruciating pain. This is considered a small punishment given to Ma Mian by Po Meng.

The horse didn't think much about it, just thinking it was a pain in the flesh, and wanted to rub it, but it didn't matter, it was so painful that it made him howl and let out a loud neighing sound.

I just heard Po Meng in the room laughing and saying feebly: "Get out of here~"

Ma Mian quickly covered his mouth and walked towards the door with tears in his eyes.

When I walked to the door, I saw the unscrupulous Zhen, leaning against the door frame and winking at him.

"Hey, Ma Mian has changed his appearance? Do you think you are ready to take refuge in my Buddha? From now on, you will be called Pimple Soup Ma Mian Arhat??"

Ye complained that Zhen was short of mouth and insisted on teasing Ma Mian, but it was okay after he stopped. As soon as he opened his mouth, Ma Mian immediately found someone to talk to.

He cried out loudly.

"Master Zhen, Master Meng Po, she bullied me~ah~"

As soon as Ma Mian finished howling, Po Meng's surprised cheers came from the room.

"The town is coming? Why don't you go into the house?"

Zhen's expression changed and he wanted to run away.

With her legs still raised, Po Meng blocked Zhen in front of her.

Looking at Meng Pozhen who was blocking the way, he smiled awkwardly.

"Hi~ How are you, Miss Wangqing~"

Wangqing Po Meng's eyes curved into the shape of crescent moons, and she scolded: "Go, don't be big or small, don't take advantage of me because of my age, maybe I can be your grandma~"

Before Zhen came and remembered to speak, he heard Ma Mian snickering from the side. The more he looked at Ma Mian, the angrier he became. If it weren't for this weak soul, Meng Po would not have noticed him calling him blindly. She stepped forward and kicked him directly.

Kick the horse out of the door.

He kicked the horse away and clapped his hands calmly, as if he had done nothing just now.

Po Meng's eyes widened. How could Zhen have such a thick skin? How could he be able to bully people like him, as if he was innocent?

Zhen felt very uncomfortable when Meng Po looked at her and quickly changed the subject.

"I heard that you have developed a new flavor of Meng Po soup?"

As soon as soup was mentioned, Po Meng immediately raised her little head proudly and said proudly: "Yes, it is still the most popular taro mud Bobo milk tea in the world! Did you come here to drink my soup after hearing about it?"

I knew you were the most interesting, unlike those of them... hum~hum~"

Zhen took a breath. This question seemed to be a proposition. No matter how he answered it, he felt like he was doomed.
Chapter completed!