Chapter 624: There is a flower mourning on the bank of Wangchuan River (34)
Seeing Ksitigarbha placing the "Shenshou Chapter" in front of his desk, Jin Qing joined in the fun and stretched his head over to ask, "Are there Hua Shang and Po Meng here?"
Ksitigarbha glanced at Jin Qing with great confusion. Didn't this ancestor just open the book and read it just now? Why is he still asking this question now?
Jin Qing looked at Ji Zang's unnatural expression and explained to Ji Zang, "I was a little anxious just now." The key is that she didn't recognize any of the words here.
Ksitigarbha nodded, apparently accepting this statement, and said to Jin Qing, "There is no possibility for people from the underworld to be included in the register."
Jin Qing nodded clearly, and then changed the topic, "Where did Hua Shang and Po Meng go?"
Ksitigarbha looked at Jin Qing and smiled without saying a word, his eyes seeing everything clearly.
After that incident, not only Gu disappeared out of thin air, but Hua Shang and Meng Po also disappeared. ??
The difference is that Hua Shang and Meng Po may have absconded out of fear of crime.
However, Gu was actually reported to heaven and sent troops to arrest him. It is estimated that he will be running around like a lost dog for the rest of his life.
Jin Qing looked at Ksitigarbha's expression of knowing everything about the world and said, "If you don't know, just say so. Why are you pretending to understand!"
Then the atmosphere became strangely quiet. After a long time, Ksitigarbha looked at Jin Qing and said slowly, "Don't worry, they will be back soon!"
Jin Qing scratched the back of her head. She felt that her life was not an ordinary hardship, because she now had an extra job, which was to help cook Meng Po soup.
When Meng Poting was destroyed, not a drop of the soup was left in the pot, so all the soup had to be re-cooked.
But the problem is that Po Meng is from the Yaksha clan, and her body has the blood of the gods, so the soup pot she uses also has the coexistence of divine energy and ghost energy.
The ghosts in the underworld only have ghost energy, but no divine energy.
Therefore, the moment they touch Meng Po's cauldron, the place where they are in contact with the cauldron will quickly burn until it is reduced to ashes.
The ghost messengers were somewhat helpless about this. There were only two people in the underworld who had the ability to touch the soup pot. One was Meng Po of the Yaksha tribe, and the other was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the lord of hell.
The ghost guards felt very troubled. They really did not dare to invite Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to come over and make soup.
But now a large number of ghosts who can be reincarnated are stranded on the temporary Naihe Bridge, waiting to be reincarnated again after drinking Meng Po Soup.
The ghost servants could not allow the ghosts to reincarnate with the memories of their previous lives, so they could only ask the judge again and again to find a solution to the Tenth Palace of Yama.
The judge was very confused about this. After the two underworld treasures were destroyed and Gu fled in fear of crime, the ten kings of hell were already very dissatisfied with him.
Just when the judge was about to go bald with worry, he suddenly remembered that a long time ago, he had seen Jin Qing drinking soup from a pot.
After thinking of this, the judge's eyes lit up and he went directly to ask Jin Qing for help.
Then, as expected, Jin Qing flatly rejected him.
Jin Qing's blunt refusal hit the judge's heart like a hammer, breaking the judge's weak heart into pieces. "Why should I help you?"
The judge came over excitedly, then walked back lonely. Only halfway through, he realized something through the sharp eyes and words of his subordinates. This famous man was actually
It’s not that complicated. “Money can move people’s hearts.”
The judge has worked in the underworld for many years and has a lot of salary, but it is all paper money and can only be spent in the underworld.
However, the judge had never seen Jin Qing buy anything in the underworld, so this was naturally dropped.
As for the judge's collection, they are all incense candles and ingots of various flavors. It can be said that there is nothing of real value in the world.
But now that the matter has come to this, the judge still refuses to give up and wants to struggle.
So the judge returned to where Jin Qing was, told her that he was in trouble, and asked Jin Qing to let her put forward the conditions for help.
Jin Qing looked at the sincere judge and was finally moved by his sincerity. He agreed to the judge's help and left the judge's pen with which he could determine the life or death of the ghost.
707""The host is so different even if he is moved.
From that day on, Jin Qing began a long career of making soup.
Jin Qing used to think that Meng Po made the soup very casually, but after she started making soup herself, she realized that the true meaning of making soup lies in the four words "The big soup is not adjusted well".
Those ghosts waiting to be reincarnated all looked at Jin Qing's unrestrained way of making soup. They never knew that it could be called Meng Po soup by mixing the water from the Wangchuan River with a few pots of tears and boiling it.
Jin Qing scoffed at this. You can do whatever you want!
Every Mengpo has a different perception of life, so the soup they make also tastes different.
When Jin Qing felt that his life was very bitter when he made the soup, the ghosts who were about to be reincarnated also felt that their life was not ordinary bitter, because Jin Qing's version of Meng Po soup was not only unpleasant to drink, but also spicy like a knife.
Cut throat.
After taking a sip of the soup, the ghosts and monsters suddenly felt that all their five senses were back. It was really like coming back to life. At least their sense of taste was completely back. They even felt that they could taste the blood in their mouths.
Seeing that no one appreciated his hard work, Jin Qing's soup became more and more agitated. When the ghosts drank the soup, their screams were even more miserable than when they were tortured in hell.
These screams one after another have even penetrated through the dimension and reached Ksitigarbha's ears.
Thinking that he had not lived a peaceful life for a long time, Ji Zang sighed and asked Jin Qing, "How are you feeling recently!"
Although this person is at the top of the pyramid, fortunately, she doesn't remember anything now, and she even made a deal with Xiao Bian on her own initiative. It is estimated that even if she remembers it in the future, she will not be able to cause trouble for herself.
Jin Qing looked at Ksitigarbha with squinting eyes and said, "It's okay, what's wrong?" His tone was full of provocation, and he hinted that he wanted to fight.
Ksitigarbha remained silent, lowered his head and continued to listen. No matter from which angle he looked, it was impossible to tell that Jin Qing was in a good mood.
Jin Qing saw that Ksitigarbha was not talking, stood up, put the plate with food in his arms, and walked swaggering towards the new Naihe Bridge.
This new version of the Naihe Bridge, without Meng Po's pull, looked endless across the river. At this time, it was already crowded with ghosts waiting to drink soup.
The ghosts waiting at the front were fighting. They had seen those ghosts drinking soup before, and the shrill screams almost frightened them into turning around and running away.
But thinking of the beautiful life after reincarnation, these ghosts forced themselves to stand still and moved forward a little bit as if they were on the execution ground. Watching Ksitigarbha put the "Shenshou Chapter" in front of his desk, Jin Qing joined in the fun
He stretched his head and asked, "Are there Hua Shang and Po Meng up here?"
Ksitigarbha glanced at Jin Qing with great confusion. Didn't this ancestor just open the book and read it just now? Why is he still asking this question now?
Jin Qing looked at Ji Zang's unnatural expression and explained to Ji Zang, "I was a little anxious just now." The key is that she didn't recognize any of the words here.
Ksitigarbha nodded, apparently accepting this statement, and said to Jin Qing, "There is no possibility for people from the underworld to be included in the register."
Jin Qing nodded clearly, and then changed the topic, "Where did Hua Shang and Po Meng go?"
Ksitigarbha looked at Jin Qing and smiled without saying a word, his eyes seeing everything clearly. ??
After that incident, not only Gu disappeared out of thin air, but Hua Shang and Po Meng also disappeared.
The difference is that Hua Shang and Meng Po may have absconded out of fear of crime.
However, Gu was actually reported to heaven and sent troops to arrest him. It is estimated that he will be running around like a lost dog for the rest of his life.
Jin Qing looked at Ksitigarbha's expression of knowing everything about the world and said, "If you don't know, just say so. Why are you pretending to understand!"
Then the atmosphere became strangely quiet. After a long time, Ksitigarbha looked at Jin Qing and said slowly, "Don't worry, they will be back soon!"
Jin Qing scratched the back of her head. She felt that her life was not an ordinary hardship, because she now had an extra job, which was to help cook Meng Po soup.
When Meng Poting was destroyed, not a drop of the soup was left in the pot, so all the soup had to be re-cooked.
But the problem is that Po Meng is from the Yaksha clan, and her body has the blood of the gods, so the soup pot she uses also has the coexistence of divine energy and ghost energy.
The ghosts in the underworld only have ghost energy, but no divine energy.
Therefore, the moment they touch Meng Po's cauldron, the place where they are in contact with the cauldron will quickly burn until it is reduced to ashes.
The ghost messengers were somewhat helpless about this. There were only two people in the underworld who had the ability to touch the soup pot. One was Meng Po of the Yaksha tribe, and the other was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the lord of hell.
The ghost guards felt very troubled. They really did not dare to invite Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to come over and make soup.
But now a large number of ghosts who can be reincarnated are stranded on the temporary Naihe Bridge, waiting to be reincarnated again after drinking Meng Po Soup.
The ghost servants could not allow the ghosts to reincarnate with the memories of their previous lives, so they could only ask the judge again and again to find a solution to the Tenth Palace of Yama.
The judge was very confused about this. After the two underworld treasures were destroyed and Gu fled in fear of crime, the ten kings of hell were already very dissatisfied with him.
Just when the judge was about to go bald with worry, he suddenly remembered that a long time ago, he had seen Jin Qing drinking soup from a pot.
After thinking of this, the judge's eyes lit up and he went directly to ask Jin Qing for help.
Then, as expected, Jin Qing flatly rejected him.
Jin Qing's blunt refusal hit the judge's heart like a hammer, breaking the judge's weak heart into pieces. "Why should I help you?"
The judge came over excitedly, then walked back lonely. Only halfway through, he realized something through the sharp eyes and words of his subordinates. This famous man was actually
It’s not that complicated. “Money can move people’s hearts.”
The judge has worked in the underworld for many years and has a lot of salary, but it is all paper money and can only be spent in the underworld.
However, the judge had never seen Jin Qing buy anything in the underworld, so this was naturally dropped.
As for the judge's collection, they are all incense candles and ingots of various flavors. It can be said that there is nothing of real value in the world.
But now that the matter has come to this, the judge still refuses to give up and wants to struggle.
So the judge returned to where Jin Qing was, told her that he was in trouble, and asked Jin Qing to let her put forward the conditions for help.
Jin Qing looked at the sincere judge and was finally moved by his sincerity. He agreed to the judge's help and left the judge's pen with which he could determine the life or death of the ghost.
707""The host is so different even if he is moved.
From that day on, Jin Qing began a long career of making soup.
Jin Qing used to think that Meng Po made the soup very casually, but after she started making soup herself, she realized that the true meaning of making soup lies in the four words "The big soup is not adjusted well".
Those ghosts waiting to be reincarnated all looked at Jin Qing's unrestrained way of making soup. They never knew that it could be called Meng Po soup by mixing the water from the Wangchuan River with a few pots of tears and boiling it.
Jin Qing scoffed at this. You can do whatever you want!
Every Mengpo has a different perception of life, so the soup they make also tastes different.
When Jin Qing felt that his life was very bitter when he made the soup, the ghosts who were about to be reincarnated also felt that their life was not ordinary bitter, because Jin Qing's version of Meng Po soup was not only unpleasant to drink, but also spicy like a knife.
Cut throat.
After taking a sip of the soup, the ghosts and monsters suddenly felt that all their five senses were back. It was really like coming back to life. At least their sense of taste was completely back. They even felt that they could taste the blood in their mouths.
Seeing that no one appreciated his hard work, Jin Qing's soup became more and more agitated. When the ghosts drank the soup, their screams were even more miserable than when they were tortured in hell.
These screams one after another have even penetrated through the dimension and reached Ksitigarbha's ears.
Thinking that he had not lived a peaceful life for a long time, Ji Zang sighed and asked Jin Qing, "How are you feeling recently!"
Although this person is at the top of the pyramid, fortunately, she doesn't remember anything now, and she even made a deal with Xiao Bian on her own initiative. It is estimated that even if she remembers it in the future, she will not be able to cause trouble for herself.
Jin Qing looked at Ksitigarbha with squinting eyes and said, "It's okay, what's wrong?" His tone was full of provocation, and he hinted that he wanted to fight.
Ksitigarbha remained silent, lowered his head and continued to listen. No matter from which angle he looked, it was impossible to tell that Jin Qing was in a good mood.
Jin Qing saw that Ksitigarbha was not talking, stood up, put the plate with food in his arms, and walked swaggering towards the new Naihe Bridge.
This new version of the Naihe Bridge, without Meng Po's pull, looked endless across the river. At this time, it was already crowded with ghosts waiting to drink soup.
The ghosts waiting at the front were fighting. They had seen those ghosts drinking soup before, and the shrill screams almost frightened them into turning around and running away.
But thinking of the beautiful life after reincarnation, these ghosts forced themselves to stand still and moved forward little by little as if they were on the execution ground.