"I heard that Po Meng recently lost her love, and her soup still has a bitter and sour taste."
The voice on the other side sounded a bit unbearably yearning and joking.
The familiar voice shook Meng Tangtang's body. She suppressed her racing heart and pretended to answer calmly.
"Bitterness means bitterness. I am the only one in the underworld who can make Meng Po soup. No matter how hard it is, you have to give it to me. Stop being so picky.
If you choose again, next time I will put millet pepper directly in Meng Po soup."
The woman's voice was obviously extremely calm, but the threat in the words inside was not reduced by half.
If other ghosts had heard such words, they would have been scared away long ago, but the man in front of him had no intention of leaving at all.
"Really? New flavor? I'm looking forward to it. As long as it's made by my sister, I'm willing to drink it."
With the words "Sister," Meng Tangtang, who was lying on the chair, could no longer remain calm.
She suddenly jumped up from the chaise longue, still holding the fan tightly in her hand.
When she saw the man in front of her, her eyes trembled violently, and the luster in her eyes kept flashing.
At this moment, it seems that there are still many crystal teardrops still retaining a special light.
"Ke Jing! You, why are you here? No, I must be hallucinating."
Meng Tangtang turned around, not looking at the man behind him.
He even patted his forehead gently with his hand, warning himself over and over again that he must have seen it wrong.
How is this possible?
Logically speaking, Ke Jing should still be alive and well now.
He should be in his forties now.
My life is not over yet, how could I appear in the underworld now, and how could I appear in Naihe Bridge now?
How could he appear...in front of her?
"Sister, this is not an illusion, I'm here."
Ke Jing gently hugged her from behind. Unlike the hugs in the human world, this hug in the underworld did not have any warmth at all.
It's as cold as ice cubes, and makes people shiver when it's cold.
Everything in the underworld has no temperature.
But even in such a freezing temperature, Meng Tangtang still felt unusually warm.
"No, why are you here? You are still alive. Logically speaking, you should live a good life. You should be able to live to be a hundred years old, and you should be able to live a happy life.
You should be able to have a perfect family."
Meng Tangtang muttered, saying that she remembered that she had read the record about Ke Jing in the Book of Life and Death.
That's obviously not the case.
Ke Jing obviously shouldn't be here.
What Ye Xiu said before leaving suddenly came to her mind, 'The surprise is coming soon.'
For a while, Meng Tangtang couldn't calm down anymore.
She held Ke Jing's wrist tightly with one hand and asked seriously: "Did Ye Xiu do it? Did Ye Xiu deliberately kill you in the human world and send you to the underworld?
No, you have to return to the human world quickly. Return to your body, and I will save you."
After saying that, she pulled Ke Jing away all the way.
He looked like he was ready to rescue him again.
Ke Jing was reluctant to leave, his feet stayed where he was, unable to walk even half a minute.
"Ye Xiu didn't kill me, and no one interfered with my life. It was myself..."
"impossible!"
Meng Tangtang waved his hand in front of Ke Jing's face.
The next second, Ke Jing's memories of his life were playing before his eyes like a movie.
What is clearly visible inside is Ke Jing sitting quietly in front of the dressing mirror.
On the table of the dressing mirror and on the wall, all the photos of Meng Tangtang were hung.
Finally, holding Meng Tangtang's photo in his arms, he drank a whole bottle of poison.
That bottle of poison was exactly the same as the poison that poisoned Meng Tangtang's body.
Before he died, he held the photo in his arms and gently stroked Meng Tangtang's face in the photo.
"Sister, I'm here to find you. Just wait for me, wait for me..."
The last scene in my memory is Fang Yuanyuan rushing in, but it was still too late.
She regretted it so much that she finally chose to become a nun.
And Ke Jing naturally came to the underworld.
He couldn't find Meng Tangtang, so he searched and asked while holding the photo.
Finally he met a bull-headed horse-faced man, and they showed him the way.
Seeing Ke Jing, Niu Tou Ma Nian was even happier than seeing his relatives and friends: "Hurry up and save Meng Po! The recent Meng Po soup is really terrible!"
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"Why did you commit suicide? Why!" Meng Tangtang shouted angrily and asked, "Do you know what kind of punishment you will receive in the underworld after committing suicide!"
Ke Jing stared blankly at the irritable and impulsive woman in front of him, then he lay in the woman's arms obediently and sensibly.
Just like a little puppy.
Although Ke Jing died when he was in his forties at this time, he still looks like he was in his forties, but he is still very handsome and handsome.
Very well maintained.
"Sister, in the twenty years since you were gone, I have suffered so much from missing you. Every day I had insomnia all night long and couldn't fall asleep no matter what.
I miss you and I can't accept the news that you are dead. I even received a letter telling me that your death was all caused by Fang Yuanyuan.
She not only harmed me throughout my life, but also killed you. I can’t forgive myself or my concealment and deception from you.
Therefore, I cannot live alone."
When Meng Tangtang saw the photo, he realized that the photo was written in advance by Gu Siying twenty years ago and sent to Ke Jing in advance.
Probably because of changes in time and space in the past, the envelope was not sent out until twenty years later.
"Xiao Yingying..."
Ke Jing's body shone with a faint light, and soon he was put on a black robe.
The color and style of the clothes are almost exactly the same as Meng Tangtang.
"What's going on?" Meng Tangtang was a little confused. Logically speaking, Ke Jing, who committed suicide, should have been dragged to hell to experience the eighteenth level of hell.
Why now...
Lucifer appeared faintly, wearing a silver-white dragon robe. The silver-white outfit, paired with his silver-white hair and frost-like eyes, revealed a bit of luster.
"This is Ye Xiu's intention, and it is also Ye Xiu's gift to you."
He glanced at Ke Jing, "Anyone who commits suicide should go through the eighteenth level of hell. But Ye Xiu gave him a backdoor and let him join the underworld.
From now on, he will be your assistant and follower. The dignified Po Meng must also need a subordinate."
Meng Tangtang was so pleasantly surprised that he probably never thought that this was the surprise Ye Xiu was talking about.
Before she could be happy, Lucifer struck again: "But if anyone complains about Meng Po Soup again, I will send your little puppy to the eighteenth level of hell."
Looking at Lucifer's leaving figure, Meng Tangtang gritted his teeth angrily: "Sure enough, Lucifer is so cold-blooded when he becomes king!"
When Ke Jing raised his head, his appearance once again changed back to the tenderest and milkiest look he had in his twenties: "Sister, we never have to be separated again."
"Mom... don't waste time, hurry up and do business! After doing business, I have to go to Li's house!"