The will-o'-the-wisps flickered, and miserable cries sounded intermittently. Xiao Wen couldn't help but open his eyes in surprise. Isn't he... dead? Where is this place?
Xiao Wen looked around and was shocked. His body... was floating in the air! Not far away, there was a glowing river with a wide bridge. A group of people on the bridge walked forward,
Two monster-like people stood aside, shouting or scolding the crying "people".
Those two "monsters" look a bit like the legendary bull-headed and horse-faced beasts.
Xiao Wen was secretly surprised. He was really dead. When he came to this underworld, he was about to cross the Naihe Bridge?
Sure enough, he saw a plainly dressed woman squatting at the end of the bridge. The woman was not as old as the legend said. She was probably in her thirties. Is this person Wang Po?
Wang Po is a person who specializes in giving Meng Po soup to ghosts, which is considered an official position.
Xiao Wen suddenly frowned, the faces of Ting Qingyu and Che Yue appeared in his mind, and he felt sad, but no matter what, he could not give up those precious memories.
Although he died, he... still wanted to see Ting Qingyu again.
Thinking of this, he stepped back gently. The ghost servants on the side seemed not to notice Xiao Wen's presence and continued to shout at the ghosts who refused to drink Meng Po soup. Some ghost servants were specialized in dealing with the ghosts who wanted to escape.
So, Xiao Wen hurriedly retreated to a wasteland. The withered grass here was endless. Where was the road to the world?
But I saw black clouds covering the moon, shadows everywhere, and a desolate scene.
But Xiao Wen was a smart "ghost" after all. After groping for a long time, he finally returned to the Ming Kingdom. At night, he wandered around and finally came to the small courtyard of Ting Qingyu and Cheyue in Youfeng Town.
He possessed himself in the banyan tree and silently looked at Ting Qingyu and Che Yue who were living happily.
This time, Yun'er and Ling'er looked even cuter. They often pestered Ting Qingyu and Cheyue, calling them father and mother affectionately. Xiao Wen silently fell into the tree and looked at his beloved.