Over the small courtyard, the black-robed emperor and others had adjusted to the best condition and were planning to launch an attack on the courtyard guarding formation. Suddenly, they heard the door of the courtyard open with a creak. They went out conditionally and saw Po Meng.
Walking out of the room with the sickle in hand, my heart suddenly thumped.
During those two days and two nights of chasing, the strength and ferocity shown by Po Meng left a shadow in their hearts.
Especially after seeing that Po Meng looked good, their faces became even more ugly, thinking that Po Meng had recovered from her injuries.
If Po Meng has really recovered from her injuries, with the strength of the seven of them, they are no match for Po Meng.
Po Meng stopped in front of the door. Holding the sickle in both hands, she raised her head and looked up at the black-robed emperor and others in the sky. She said with a cold look: "It's great. You're blocking the old woman's door and won't leave. Then don't leave."
Come, stay as a guest and try the old woman’s cooking. The old woman hasn’t had Meng Po soup for more than 700 years, and I don’t know if her cooking skills are rusty.”
Hearing the words "Meng Po Soup", the black-robed emperor and others couldn't help but feel frightened.
This is not the ordinary Meng Po soup in the underworld. It would be okay to drink it given their level of cultivation. This is the Meng Po soup cooked by the true god Meng Po. It is said that even Emperor Qitian will forget the past after drinking it.
"Don't be afraid. She was so seriously injured that it is impossible for her to regain her fighting strength so quickly. She is just pretending to be calm to scare us."
The black-robed emperor whispered to comfort the emperors around him.
The green-faced emperor nodded in agreement: "There is no aura in this place, so it will be difficult to recover from the injury, especially her serious injury. It will take three to five years to recover."
"But..." An emperor looked ugly, pointing to the vegetable garden in front of the small courtyard and behind the house, and said: "This courtyard obviously has spiritual energy, otherwise how would it be possible to grow vegetables, as well as the two jujube trees with abundant fruits.
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The black-robed emperor's eyes turned cold and he said: "Even if there is spiritual energy in the yard, her injuries cannot recover so quickly, but we must take action as soon as possible and cannot delay it any longer."
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They implemented soundproofing so that others could not hear what they were saying.
"Pawn..." Po Meng called out.
"What are your instructions from grandma?" Zhang Xiaozu asked.
"Would you like two imperial-level watchdogs?"
"I think about it, but I'm afraid it's difficult to tame it." Zhang Xiaozu said as he looked at the black-robed emperor and others.
The black-robed emperor and others immediately turned black with anger.
"It's not difficult." Po Meng picked up the sickle and walked to the kitchen. She said as she walked: "When the old woman makes a pot of soup, you only need to feed each of them a bowl, and you can make them forget their past and present lives, and then sign an agreement with them.
A servant contract will suffice."
"So simple?" Zhang Xiaozu said in surprise.
"It's that simple." Po Meng nodded firmly.
After hearing this, Niu Dawa immediately chased after her, stepped forward to support Po Meng and begged: "Grandma, I also need two janitors. Also, can you share some of the soup you made with me? If I meet someone powerful in the future,
Enemies, I'll feed them soup and let them call me daddy."
As he said that, he looked up at the black-robed emperor and the others, frowned, and said, "Even though I'm a bit old and they call me old, I'd better let them call Tian Gui daddy. Tian Gui will definitely not dislike it."
Angry black lines appeared on the foreheads of the black-robed emperor and others.
Po Meng smiled and nodded in agreement: "Okay, okay, I'll make a big pot and give each of you a little. You can take it with you to deal with the enemy."
"Thank you grandma!"
Zhang Xiaozhu and Niu Dawa thanked them happily.
If you could get a bowl of Meng Po soup by calling Po Meng "grandma", then the black-robed emperor would lick his face and scream without hesitation.
"Make a fire." Po Meng entered the kitchen and ordered.
With a thought, Niu Dawa condensed the fire elements in the stove hole and ignited flames out of thin air.
"This won't work." Po Meng shook her head, pointed to the firewood pile and said, "Mengpo soup must be cooked with these special firewood."
"Oh" Niu Dawa responded and took some firewood from the firewood pile. While putting it into the stove hole, he observed what was special about it. After observing for a while, he guessed and asked: "Grandma, this seems to be a jujube branch, right?"
"Well, it's a jujube branch."
"What's so special about it?" Niu Dawa asked in confusion.
"Look at its flames."
Niu Dawa followed the instructions and looked at the flames burning in the stove hole. His eyes suddenly sank in, and then he saw countless ghosts struggling and screaming in the flames, but in the end they were all burned to ashes.
His hand holding the jujube branches trembled with fright, feeling that these jujube branches were full of ghosts.
Po Meng said: "There are many bad people in the world who have done all the evil things in their lives. After death and coming to hell, they will be punished by the King of Hell and not allowed to reincarnate. Then they will be taken to the eighteenth level of hell to be punished for a hundred years, and finally they will be put in shackles and shackles and thrown to
The executions were carried out in the Wangchuan River. The two jujube trees in front of the door grew on the banks of the Wangchuan River. They absorbed the ghosts of these executions as fertilizer, so when the jujube branches burned, countless ghosts could be seen."
"That's it." Niu Dawa nodded, feeling very surprised, but then suddenly he shuddered and asked with a guilty conscience: "Grandma, I killed many people in the world, will I be deprived of reincarnation after death?"
The right to reincarnate?
"You don't know how." Po Meng said.
"Ah, why? I feel like I'm not a good person." Niu Dawa said.
"Because grandma is here to help you," said Po Meng.
Niu Dawa was startled when he heard this, then laughed happily and said: "Grandma, you are great!"
"I lied to you." Po Meng shook her head with a smile and sighed: "Mr. Meng is not allowed to have feelings. Once she gets emotional, she will age rapidly until she dies of old age."
"..." The expression on Niu Dawa's face suddenly stiffened, and he asked with a grimace: "Does this mean that I will really be deprived of the right to be reincarnated?"
Zhang Xiaozu suddenly figured out something when he heard Po Meng's words.
When he was treating Po Meng's wounds, he found that Po Meng's vitality had been passing away inexplicably, and he couldn't find the reason. Only now did he realize that it was because she broke the rules of being Po Meng and was punished.
Looking at Po Meng's old face, Zhang Xiaozhu recalled how Po Meng looked when he saw her for the first time. He found that Po Meng had aged a lot during this time, and he wondered if Po Meng had become romantically involved with them.
He felt that it had some influence, because he could clearly feel that Meng Po treated them sincerely, and she was naturally moved by her sincerity.
"You don't know how." Po Meng said to Niu Dawa, "Although you have a very serious sin of killing, your good karma is also very large. At most, the merits and demerits will balance out, so there is no need to worry.
However, it is better to do less killing in the future, especially to ordinary people, and try to be a good person.
Believe that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be rewarded with evil.
When the underworld of Fengdu returns to the underworld, the rules of reincarnation are completed, and the rewards of good and evil will be fulfilled.
I hope this day comes soon."
Niu Dawa scratched his head and asked doubtfully: "I don't remember how many good things I have done? Where does the good karma come from?"
"You don't have to do good deeds with your own hands. If you help others do good deeds, part of the good deeds will be attributed to you. You will also share some of the credit for the bright life you helped Emperor Su create for the people." Mrs. Meng
The person who solved Niu Dawa's doubts had peeked into their life stories, so she knew where Niu Dawa's good deeds came from.
The water in the pot boiled, and Po Meng began to add ingredients to the pot.
What she cooked this time was the real Meng Po soup, so Zhang Xiaozhu and Niu Dawa felt horrified by the added ingredients.
"not good!"
"Grandma, they are going to attack the formation together!"
Zhang Xiaozu's subtle state of mind noticed the actions of the black-robed emperor and others.