(I don’t even bother asking for flower tickets or stamps! The old demon has been busy with major life events recently. Save some manuscripts so as not to stop updating when the time comes. Brothers, be patient and try to break it out on the wedding day.)
After crossing the Naihe Bridge, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief looking at the dead piranhas that were still jumping behind them. Even though the two ghosts around them looked very different, they didn't feel there was anything to be afraid of. They even felt a little bit scared. Cute...perverted aesthetic.
Only when you face these two evil ghosts in person can you feel the amazing oppressive force. Although they are just two statues, you can still feel the majesty within them. One of them is tall, with a body of three feet, and a head on his head. Two huge sharp horns. A huge iron ring on the nose. A huge battle ax in the hand. This is a bull's head. As for the other one, it has a slender horse face. There is no doubt that this is a horse. noodle.
Bull head and horse face... Mommy, these are legendary characters. Two little bosses among the ghost gangs in hell. I didn't expect that there are statues of these two bosses here...
This journey took two minutes. Although it only lasted two minutes, it felt like walking back and forth through the Grand Canyon of Death. I was still breathing heavily, and my heart was filled with the pleasure of surviving the disaster. So excited, for a moment, I didn't even have time to check the movement around me.
"How come these kids are here?" Suddenly, a sinister voice sounded in everyone's ears.
Oh my god... there were several screams immediately. At this sound, almost all the team members jumped up immediately, jumping three feet high. Zhang Yayi and Fragrant Lily had fear on their faces, and ran directly to the back of the team. They didn't dare to move. Only the three women, Zi Xiao, Xiao Yao and Phoenix Princess, were very nervous. They didn't feel any fear. Instead, they were filled with a kind of perverted excitement. They shook their heads and searched for something in the surroundings. .seemed to want to see who was speaking suddenly.
After some searching, a stooped figure, only one meter tall, slowly appeared in front of everyone. His hair was gray, and he was holding a cane in his hand. The figure was trembling, as if he might fall down at any time... The clothes on his body were torn and dirty. His whole body even exuded a strong medicinal smell.
The voice just now came from the mouth of the old lady. Seeing the old lady like this, everyone even felt a little unbearable. They were afraid that this old lady in her dying years would suddenly fall down. What if it happened to them?
He slowly raised his head. He didn't have the ferocious face he imagined in his mind. He looked like an old demon from Montenegro. The whole face was wrinkled. Because the skin was too loose, almost all the face was wrinkled. Look. It looks like a walnut. It is unusually wrinkled. But there is a smile on the face. The smile is pleasant. It seems a bit kind.
I have to say that although this old woman is not as scary as the bull-headed horse-faced one, she is still scary enough...
"Ahem, old lady, may I ask, are you..." Seeing the Phoenix Princess, it was almost unbearable to feel the fear in her heart. The Demon King could only shoulder this burden. He took a step forward and asked with some suspicion. Appearing in such a place. Such an old woman is really a bit strange.
"Haha... I have forgotten who I am... But they all call me... Po Meng..." The old woman's voice seemed to be full of nostalgia. She said in a hoarse voice. It still had that insidious voice. To be honest, the old lady's face is not scary. It can even be said to be kind and kind. But this voice... is a little too that...
But this sentence caused a few more black lines to appear on everyone's heads. Thunder was rolling...
Po Meng. Who is Po Meng? She is a famous figure. Maybe you can’t name the Tenth Palace Yama, but when it comes to Po Meng, I guess everyone knows about her.
There are countless legends about Po Meng. Some people who believe in Taoism say that Po Meng was originally a loose official in the heaven. Later, after seeing countless grudges and hatreds in the world, she refused to let go even after death, so she came to the Wangchuan River in the underworld. By the river, a large pot was erected at the end of the Naihe Bridge. The thoughts that the world could not let go were refined into Meng Po soup for the ghosts to drink. Then they forgot the love and hatred of their lives. They unloaded the burden of their lives and walked in. Next cycle.
There are also some romantic literati who said that Po Meng was Meng Jiangnu. After Meng Jiangnu cried down the Great Wall in the past, she saw countless corpses under the Great Wall and her husband's bones could never be found. In order to forget these extremely painful memories, she just She cooked Meng Po soup that can make people forget their memories. Later, God missed her and her husband was so moved that heaven and earth moved. This saved her from the pain of reincarnation. She was asked to cook Meng Po soup by the Naihe Bridge to let those who participated in reincarnation. The ghosts forget everything about the past life. That is to say: "The past life is over. The good and evil in this life are only what the original mind thinks."
Buddhists say that Po Meng has studied Confucian books since she was a child. When she grew up, she began to recite Buddhist scriptures. When she was still alive, she never recalled the past and never thought about the future. She just wholeheartedly advised people not to kill but to be vegetarian. Until She was eighty-one years old and still a virgin. She only knew her surname was Meng, so people called her "Meng Po Lao Nai". Later, Meng Po Lao Nai went to the mountains to practice until the Later Han Dynasty, because at that time there were people in the world who knew the causes of past lives. . Often reveals the secrets of heaven. Therefore, God specially appointed Mrs. Meng as the God of the Netherworld and built a platform for her to forget.
But no matter which version, Meng Po made Meng Po soup, there is no exception.
I didn't expect that the old woman in front of me was actually Po Meng... But I thought it was right. After all, according to legend, Po Meng was stationed at Naihe Bridge, making Po Meng soup, replacing countless ghosts, and forgetting the memories of her life...
Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, the Demon King asked helplessly: "Old lady, are you going to make a few bowls of Meng Po soup for us?"
Originally this was just a joke. Who knew that Po Meng just rolled her eyes: "Joke. Po Meng soup. How can I make it for you? They haven't issued rations for hundreds of years. I don't have the legs to go up the mountain to collect herbs." Where can I get anything to make Meng Po soup? There are only a few hairs on my head. Do you want me to go bald?"
My day...
Everyone felt a chill again. Good guy, according to legend, this Meng Po was not so sharp-tongued. It seems that this legend cannot be fully believed...
"Then... forget it... I won't bother you, old man. Let's continue on our way..." He waved his hand. The Demon King quickly encouraged everyone to leave as soon as possible. This old woman is really too difficult to deal with. It's better to leave as soon as possible.
"Go in now. Humph. I'm afraid that if you leave the distance of a hundred meters from the Naihe Bridge, you will all be dead... The current Yin Capital City has eighteen layers of hell. You can't just go in if you want to..."
