Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, and under the dim moonlight, an old lady walked unexpectedly.
The old lady was leaning on a cane, with silver hair and aged eyes. She looked extremely old.
Fan Jin couldn't help but be startled when he saw the old lady.
He could clearly feel that there was no trace of yang in this old lady.
This is a ghost!
Fan Jin didn't know what the old lady was doing. He was afraid that the ghost was here to deal with Xu Jia, so he quickly stepped forward to stop her and said, "Old lady, this is the gate of hell. You are a ghost and you shouldn't come out. You should go back quickly."
Meng Po glanced at Fan Jin and said coldly: "It turns out there is a ghost here. Well, memories are so troublesome. I will give you a bowl of Meng Po soup. Without memories, you will feel more comfortable and forget all troubles."
When Fan Jin heard this, he was so frightened that he trembled all over: "You... you are Po Meng. Are you here to kill me? Run!"
Fan Jin ran away immediately.
"Where to run!"
Po Meng smiled sternly, lifted her hat, her hair flying, stretched out her hand towards Fan Jin, her arm suddenly expanded three meters, grabbed Fan Jin's neck, and pulled it back like a chokehold.
Fan Jin was helpless in front of Po Meng.
Meng Po brought out a bowl of Meng Po soup, pinched Fan Jin's nose, moved closer, and said in a conversational tone: "Who made you recognize me? Drinking Meng Po soup will make you forget all your worries. Memory is bitter.
Memories are painful..."
"No, I won't drink it, I won't drink Meng Po soup!" Fan Jin screamed in fright.
Xu Jia sat on the chair without raising his head and said coldly, "Why do you need to show me off?"
Snapped!
At the same time, Xu Jia shot a "Lin" character spell in the air and bombarded Po Meng.
The power is vast.
Po Meng was completely shocked by Xu Jia. She really couldn't imagine that there was such a powerful character.
Lin: One of the nine-character mottos!
Meaning: Stability, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, with heavy pressure.
Po Meng was under great pressure and grasped the "Lin" character spell with one hand.
boom!
It breaks into pieces as soon as you grab it.
"Good cultivation!"
Xu Jia took the opportunity and snatched Fan Jin back.
Po Meng's eyes shone brightly as she stared at the calm and composed Xu Jia in front of her, sensing the master's calm demeanor.
Po Meng said calmly: "What a good boy, you have some courage and you are not afraid of me."
Xu Jia smiled: "You are just an old woman, why should I be afraid of you?"
He walked up to Granny Meng and waved his hands impatiently: "When we first met, you were so tense and touching my little brother, why bother?"
Meng Po stared at Xu Jia for a long time: "Wouldn't it be better to give your little brother a bowl of Meng Po soup as a meeting gift when we meet for the first time? Your little brother won't drink it and won't give me, an old woman, face, so I have to use some means."
Xu Jia laughed loudly: "Giving my little brother a bowl of Meng Po soup? Haha, my little brother naturally doesn't like to drink soup, so why not let me do it for you. I happen to have a thirsty mouth and drink a bowl of Meng Po soup to quench my thirst."
This sentence was so powerful that it shocked Po Meng.
Meng Po's bright eyes locked on Xu Jia: "Do you really want to drink Meng Po soup?"
Not to be outdone, Xu Jia said, "Do you think I'm joking?"
Meng Po stared at Xu Jia for a long time, then slowly handed Meng Po Soup to Xu Jia: "What a terrible young man. Come on, Meng Po Soup will reward you tonight. You'd better not play tricks on me."
"It's just a bowl of Meng Po soup, what's the big deal?"
Xu Jia took Meng Po's soup and drank it without even looking at it.
Fan Jin was so frightened that he shouted: "Boss, don't drink it. If you drink Meng Po soup, you will lose your memory."
Snapped!
Xu Jia drank from the bowl, threw it on the ground, and laughed: "What Meng Po soup is, it's just a bowl of sour plum soup. Po Meng, are you kidding me?"
Fan Jin gasped in fright: "It turns out to be sour plum soup. It really scared me to death."
Meng Po watched Xu Jia drink it without hesitation, and said calmly: "So you have known for a long time that this is not Meng Po soup, it is just a bowl of sour plum soup. The future life is terrible. How did you know?"
Xu Jia winked: "Who said I am a young Chinese medicine practitioner? Although this bowl of sour plum soup has the same color as Meng Po soup and smells the same, it is full of yang energy and is not as lingering as the yin energy of Meng Po soup. I guess it is in the mortal world.
It’s stuff. Po Meng, you can also joke.”
Po Meng remained calm and suddenly took out another bowl of soup and handed it to Xu Jia: "Are you thirsty? Then drink another bowl of sour plum soup. I just bought two bowls, so I'll give them to you."
Xu Jia took the sour plum soup and shook his head: "Meng Po, you are so old, why are you lying again? This is obviously Meng Po soup, but you just said it was sour plum soup. Aren't you kidding me?"
Meng Po was startled: "The descendants are awesome and powerful." After saying this, she wanted to ask for Meng Po soup back.
Xu Jia smiled: "I happen to be thirsty, so I'd better drink this bowl of Meng Po soup."
Fan Jin yelled: "Boss, no, this is the real Meng Po soup."
Meng Po also said in a loud voice: "Drink Meng Po soup and forget all your worries. Drink it, young man."
Xu Jia laughed loudly, raised his head and drank the Meng Po soup.
Not a drop is left.
"It's over!"
Fan Jin was so frightened that he stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Xu Jia: "Boss, do you still know me?"
Xu Jia snorted: "Go away, I haven't lost my memory yet. You stay away for now while I talk to Po Meng about serious matters."
Then he looked at Po Meng and smacked his lips: "Po Po Meng, this Po Meng soup is delicious. I want to have another bowl."
Po Meng's eyes were narrowed tightly, and she was extremely shocked: "You didn't lose your memory?"
Xu Jia shook his head: "No, who said that drinking Meng Po soup will cause amnesia?"
Meng Po said aggressively: "Meng Po Decoction is a miracle medicine for amnesia. After drinking Meng Po Decoction, no one can remember the past."
Xu Jia said: "Who said no, don't I have no amnesia?"
Po Meng asked: "How did you do it?"
Xu Jia said: "What's so difficult about this? There is an old saying: After wine and meat pass through the intestines, it is made in the heart of the Buddha. Meng Po soup is not the same. As long as there is obsession in the heart, no matter how hard I am, the memory will still last forever!"
After listening to Xu Jia's words, Po Meng's heart trembled, and she seemed to have some realization: This person's realm is so profound, it's even deeper than mine. I can't understand what he understands. I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed.
Xu Jia smiled like Po Meng again: "I guess you also know that Po Meng's soup is not a panacea, and I am not the first to preserve memory."
Po Meng asked anxiously: "Who else can do it?"
Xu Jia stared at Po Meng and smiled slightly: "Of course it's you, Po Meng!"
When Po Meng heard this, she frowned, stared at Xu Jia for a long time, and said calmly: "I don't understand what you are talking about."
Xu Jia said: "If you don't understand, just don't understand. Hehe, be humble!"
Po Meng was silent for a long time and then asked Xu Jia: "Why did you come to me?"
Xu Jia said: "What do you think?"
Po Meng stared at Xu Jia, always guarding her vigilance. She took out the letter Xu Jia gave her and said: "It's so redundant that it has no bones. Where can I feel at ease? What do you mean?"
Xu Jia asked: "You don't understand?"
Po Meng said lightly: "I don't understand!"
Xu Jia laughed loudly: "If you say you understand, you understand. Even if you don't understand, you understand!"
Seeing Xu Jia refusing to let go, Po Meng became more and more suspicious of him. Could it be that he was here to test me?
Who was he assigned by?
Po Meng thought for a long time and finally said: "I don't understand what you are saying. My memory has been forgotten. I don't care about the past. The troubles in the world have nothing to do with me. Goodbye, young man."
After saying that, she swayed and rushed towards the gate of hell.
Xu Jia smiled faintly: "Meng Jiangnu, weeping at the Great Wall, who can listen to the eternal song..."
boom!
When Po Meng heard the words "Meng Jiangnu", her body trembled and her mind was in a state of confusion. She actually bumped her head against the ghost gate, knocking out a big bump on her head. The pain made her want to scream three times.
Xu Jia walked over with a smile: "Why are you panicking? I actually bumped into the ghost gate. It's so funny!"
Meng Po stood up alertly, stared at Xu Jia with a pair of weathered eyes, and said word by word: "Who are you, Meng Jiangnu, what are you talking about, I...I don't understand at all."
"Still pretending! Is it fun to pretend? I'm so tired!"
Xu Jia impatiently extended his hand to Po Meng and said with a smile: "Meng Jiangnu, hello, my name is Xu Jia. This is the first time we meet. Please shake hands."
Po Meng was stunned and did not dare to answer Xu Jia's words, fearing that Xu Jia was deceiving her.
"Meng Jiangnu, you are too careful and you still don't dare to admit it now? Well, let me tell you."
Xu Jia sat on a chair and said quietly: "You are Meng Jiangnu. Your surname is not Meng, but Jiang. Meng just means number one. You were born extraordinary. You were nurtured by heaven and earth. You were born in a pumpkin. You are beautiful."
Gorgeous, beautiful and fragrant. Right or wrong?"
Po Meng was stunned: "You... how do you know that I was conceived by heaven and earth and born in a pumpkin?"
Xu Jia continued: "I also know that your husband Fan Xiliang is not a mortal at all, but a dragon soul bred by heaven and earth, possessing a human body. It's just that you have forgotten your previous life."
"The Qin Dynasty repaired the Great Wall. Your husband, Fan Xiliang, was conscripted to repair the Great Wall. He died at the foot of the Great Wall, and his bones were buried at the foot of the Great Wall. In fact, your husband did not die of exhaustion, but died at the hands of the Great Qin Heavenly Master Xu Fu."
Po Meng was shocked: "You even know about the Great Qin Heavenly Master Xu Fu?"
Xu Jia said: "Xu Fu has long known that Fan Xiliang is the reincarnation of a dragon soul. The reason why he killed Fan Xiliang and buried him at the foot of the Great Wall was to use Fan Xiliang's dragon soul and blood to frighten the outside world, cast the soul of the Great Wall, and nourish the dragon vein of the Great Qin."
"It's just that I didn't expect you Meng Jiangnu to be more powerful. You actually cried down the Great Wall and destroyed the Dragon Vein of the Qin Dynasty. In the next few decades, the Qin Dynasty was besieged on all sides, uprisings continued, and it collapsed in the Han Dynasty!"
After hearing what Xu Jia said, Po Meng looked confused and no longer as sharp as before. She slowly squatted on the ground and lamented in a low voice: "But what's the use even if I cry down the Great Wall? My husband is still gone and never comes back."
, I’m alone, what’s the use of living, I’m going to follow my husband, I can’t be a couple in life, but it’s okay to be a ghost couple after death, right?”
Xu Jia continued: "But even if you die and are haunted by dreams, you still can't find Fan Xiliang's ghost. The Great Wall is so big that you don't even know where my husband's ghost is hidden. How sad and painful!"
Po Meng burst into tears, took out Xu Jia's letter and said: "How can I rest in my heart when there is no bone in the verbosity? What on earth do you mean? I obviously found my husband's skeleton, how can you say I didn't find it? You
Tell me, explain it to me clearly!" (To be continued)