The turmoil in Mengpo Mountain attracted many ghost messengers.
"Mother Meng, do you need my help?"
Two masked ghosts passed by, one with a bull's head and a green face and fangs; the other with a horse's face and a fierce look.
"No need to worry, you two."
Po Meng took out a pipe from her waist and took a deep breath. Sparks came out of the pipe. She raised her hand and scattered the ashes with the sparks towards the ghosts.
The rioting ghosts' bodies were lit with ghostly sparks, and half of their souls were scattered. They let out ghostly screams and kowtowed to the ground to beg for mercy.
Po Meng took back Youxingshu, and the ghosts became silent and became more honest than before.
"As expected of you, Po Meng." Niu Tou clapped his hands and said with a smile.
Ma Mian's voice was serious, "Why did the ghosts riot?"
"The ghost boy cries."
"Why did the ghost boy appear here if he didn't go to hell to cut his throat?" There was a smile on the bull-headed mask.
"It has been handed over to Bai Wuchang to investigate."
Babies will cry after death, and the crying can arouse the ghosts' anger. After death, they will first go to the hell of cutting their throats, and then go to the hell of pulling out their tongues to be punished.
Regardless of whether they have made any mistakes during their lifetime, children will undergo the punishment of two hells after death.
After the ghosts calmed down and Xiao Liu was away, Po Meng was very busy.
"The Emperor values the new Bai Wuchang very much. Even when Po Meng encounters any yin and yang matters, she comes to her first." Niu Tou said with a smile in his voice, but the smile was sinister.
The horse didn't respond, its body motionless like a wooden figure standing next to the bull's head.
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"Bah, old man, your grandson will have no butt and eyes when he gives birth to a child!"
"Mom, forget it, something will happen to her sooner or later if her hands are so mean."
A child was pulling the woman. The woman pinched her waist with her left hand and pointed at the old woman who was walking away with her right hand. For the sake of her son, the woman spat at the old woman's back.
"Hit me if you can, and see if I can blackmail you two, you two," the old woman said viciously, and then looked at the old hen in her hand that kept clucking, "You two, you two, have made chickens really fat, so go back and make old hen soup.
Make up for your good grandson."
In the dirt yard on the hillside, the aroma of chicken soup came out. There was a fat child sitting in the yard, his body covered with mud, wearing a gold collar and gold bracelet around his wrists and neck.
"My dear grandson, please try the chicken soup that grandma made for you."
The child looked seven or eight years old and had nimble hands and feet, but the old woman fed the chicken soup into his mouth one spoonful at a time, leaving residual soup along the corners of his mouth and flowing onto his clothes. The child only focused on the bamboo dragonfly in his hand.
An old hen only stewed a bowl of chicken soup. She fed the chicken soup until it was all gone. The old woman held the bowl and licked it until the aroma of the chicken soup was gone. Then she wiped the remaining soup on the child and licked it.
Whispering──
The old woman smacked her lips and turned to look outside the door. There were sounds of movement again and the sound of footsteps passing by the door.
"Foreigners, hehe, there must be a lot of good things." Looking at the backs of several foreigners, the old woman thought about how to take their things as her own.
When I turned around, I stepped on something hard, which made the sole of my foot hurt.
"What?" The old woman kicked something away from her feet, and the hard object hit the courtyard door.
The old woman's eyes lit up, she quickly picked up the things, looked around and stuffed them into her arms.
At night, the old woman wiped the things in her hands with a wet handkerchief and looked at it under the candlelight.
The bloody lines in the jade bracelet turned red and black when illuminated by candlelight.
"What a good thing!" The old woman's toothless mouth was grinning.
He stood up and came to the sleeping child, carefully putting the blood jade bracelet on the child's wrist.
"I want to see my dear grandson smile tomorrow!"
The old woman left the hollow frame bed and returned to her own earthen kang. She fell asleep without even bending her smile.
The smell of chicken soup lingered on the child's body, which became unpleasant at night. The child did not sleep well, the smell of rancid chicken soup, and his body became increasingly hot. He dreamed that he had turned into an old hen.
He was hung by the wings of a chicken, his neck was stretched upward, and his neck was slashed with a rusty machete.
The child's body was out of control, and he could only watch as his neck was cut off and he was hung upside down by his legs. The blood flowing out of his neck rubbed against the rotten flesh.
When he opened his eyes suddenly, the child's round eyes opened in fear, and he opened his mouth, wanting to cry loudly for his grandma to come as before.
And he opened his mouth and never closed it again.
The blood jade bracelet on the wrist tightened like hair, squeezing the child's wrist with purple marks, and the bones inside were dislocated with a click, making him tremble in pain.
Strands of hair-like things crawled out of the blood jade bracelet, wrapped around the child's neck, and stuffed into his open mouth.
The more stuffed it was, the cheeks were bulging, and the lips were split and bloodshot like an old woman's toothless mouth.
His already chubby face was as bulging as yeast dough. He squeezed his eyes upward until there were no black eyeballs, and his life was gone.
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"Send him to the throat-cutting hell." Qingxuan said with a stern face.
The whole Hall of Impermanence was filled with Jinbao's cries. Xu Niang had just become a ghost and her soul was extremely unstable. She almost turned into a ghost when she heard the cries.
Upon hearing that his throat was cut, Jinbao immediately closed his mouth, holding back his tears and hiccups.
"How did you come here?" Yan Yan asked, while talking to Qingxuan, "He suddenly appeared. I thought it was Xiaobai."
"To enter the underworld, you have to go through the gate of hell."
Qingxuan's face was cold, and he looked at Jinbao as if he would take him to cut his throat in the next moment. Jinbao was so frightened that he finally became honest.
"I don't know, I saw you when I woke up." Jinbao felt aggrieved.
Suddenly coming to a strange place, the first thing Jinbao saw was Yan Yu, and he was now dependent on Yan Yu.
"He is here, who is the living treasure in this world?" Xu Niang asked.
"I'm going to the human world to have a look. Where is Xiaobai, has he come out of seclusion?"
Qingxuan looked up and saw the moon in the underworld. The red moon was half covered by clouds, and the dark yellow clouds were stained with red light and shadow.
"We have to wait a little longer."
Putting Jin Bao into the soul lock bag, Yan Yan sat on the threshold and waited for Xiao Bai to come out.
Qingxuan and Xu Niang were busy with their own affairs. Yan Yan was bored, so he got up and wandered to the east wing without realizing it.
"Forget it, just wait." Yan Yan turned around and was about to leave, but stopped again and muttered to himself, "What if I can help him in seclusion?"
Ever since she knew that Xiao Bai Zhu would go into retreat from time to time, Yan Yan never asked again. But since she had gone into retreat many times, she would always be curious about what exactly Xiao Bai Zhu was doing in retreat.
The tips of her ears twitched, and she heard movement coming from the bedroom.
Yan Yan frowned and thought to himself: Could this retreat be about staying in the bedroom and sleeping in?
Then he shook his head, Xiao Baizhu was not as free as she was, since it was said to be in retreat, it was in retreat.
So what's in Xiao Baizhu's bedroom right now... is he a thief?
Yan Yan rolled up his sleeves and walked to the bedroom aggressively.
"Okay, if you dare to come to the Palace of Impermanence to steal something, let's see how I teach you a lesson!"
Yan Yan suddenly opened the bedroom door and his eyes went blank.