These hungry ghosts are not ghosts who starved to death in the human world. On the contrary, these ghosts were voracious drinkers when they were in the human world. However, they ate and drank excessively and often wasted a lot of food during their lifetimes, thus violating the rules of resentment and hunger in the laws of the underworld.
, so they were chained and escorted by ghost messengers to wander around, until their souls had the mark of hungry ghosts and they were qualified to drink Meng Po soup.
This group of hungry ghosts stared at the tea stall not far away with drooling mouths. Even if it was just Meng Po soup, they were so hungry that they even wanted to grab some dirt and take a bite.
People who squander and waste in life will become hungry ghosts after death. On the road, they will be spat on and thrown in by the hungry ghosts for them to eat. No matter how disgusting they are, these hungry ghosts will have to swallow them. In the netherworld, these ghosts who wasted in life will
Although ghosts only suffer after death, their souls will leave imprints in their memory that cannot be wasted.
Not far from this group of hungry ghosts, Xiao Jiang sat quietly on the railing of Naihe Bridge. He kept staring at a whirlpool on the surface of the Wangchuan River without moving. He didn't even look at the group of hungry ghosts passing by.
Didn't even take a look.
"Sir...why are you still here? I didn't see you at the Meng Meeting a few days ago."
A female ghost in green clothes suddenly appeared. Xiao Jiang looked at the female ghost and said with a smile:
"Why is the girl still here at Meng Po Village?"
The female ghost smiled and said:
"My home is here, of course it will always be here."
Xiao Jiang nodded and said:
"It turns out you're from Meng Po Village. That's normal. But everyone else is busy. Why are you so free?"
The woman in Tsing Yi chuckled and said:
"Of course, I stopped working a long time ago and just walk around every day to see if there is anything strange happening around me.
You are the weirdest person I have ever seen. Looking at the vortex here, are you planning to enter the bottom of the Nine Netherworld? There is still half a tea time, and the whirlpool will open the Nine Nether Crypt, and then those things will collapse.
The soul fragments will be sucked into it to create a new soul."
Xiao Jiang cupped his fists and said:
"Oh...that's it. After a long time, you are the rumored Po Meng. I'm rude."
Po Meng returned the courtesy with a smile and said:
"Young Master, I'm being polite. I, Meng Po, have been here for a long time. Ever since the Great God Houtu opened the Six Paths, I saw the souls of the dead struggling in pain in their memories, so I came here to make Meng Po soup.
For so long, I have seen countless powerful people who have entered the Netherworld. They are either arrogant or domineering, or they are full of arrogance, as if no one in this Netherworld is worthy of their high regard.
It is indeed rare for outsiders to be so polite to you, but will you cause other trouble here?"
Xiao Jiang smiled and said:
"Trouble... I have caused enough trouble, so I want to jump into the bottom of the Nine Netherworld and get rid of it. Maybe this way I won't be in trouble."
Just as he was talking, suddenly there was a gurgling sound in the center of the Wangchuan River. The whirlpool in the center of the river began to get bigger and bigger, and soon it had grown to a diameter of more than ten feet, with a black cave in the middle that was bottomless.
Xiao Jiang stood on the railing, took out a cigarette and lit it. Just when he was about to jump down, Po Meng suddenly said:
"If young master can come back, will you bring me a love fruit?"
Xiao Jiang looked at Po Meng curiously. The love fruit was also at the bottom of the Nine Netherworld. The energy particles transformed into the energy particles after the death of all living beings have lost any memory. When the energy from the bottom of the Nine Netherworld is transformed into souls and reunited, the living beings will be destroyed.
The basic emotions are also removed, and then condensed into a strange fruit, which is the love fruit.
The love fruit is not in the deepest part of the cave, but no one would take the risk to pick it, because this thing does not bring any benefits to the cultivator. And whoever eats the love fruit, the sweet, sour, bitter and spicy tastes in it are comparable to life.
I have experienced millions of joys and sorrows.
"What do you want this for?"
Xiao Jiang stopped and asked. Po Meng sighed and said:
"When I was in the Demon Clan, even though I was a princess, I still saw countless joys and sorrows in the three realms, so I didn't need this thing, but there are some reincarnated souls who need this kind of thing, and that's the powerful ones.
After reincarnation, most of these people live in three-person families, with power, money, and connections. Since childhood, they have only known the good side of the world. When they become powerful people, they will become the kind of idiots who would rather eat meat.
Let them control the human world, and I will have more and more victims of wronged souls here, so I want to use the love fruit to make these souls with special identities feel the misery of the world after being reincarnated, so that they will not slap their heads and do things."
Xiao Jiang sighed, the powerful people in the world who pat their heads and do things have already affected the underworld. It can be seen that these people have no idea about the sufferings in the world. They only know that face and the so-called dish boiling in hand can decide many things, but they don't
I know how much trouble this will cause.
Xiao Jiang smiled and said:
"Okay, if I can't die, I will bring you one, but I don't know when I will come back."
Po Meng smiled and said:
"Then go ahead. If you can come back, no matter when, I can give you something that may be useful."
Xiao Jiang burst into laughter and jumped into the dark cave. Po Meng's pair of delicate white soft clothes in her long sleeves were pressed on the railing. She stared blankly at the whirlpool and whispered:
"Is he really the person in the legend? It's a pity that the Treasure Book of Heaven and Earth fell into the hands of Zhen Yuanzi. Otherwise, I could use the Secret of Heaven and Earth to open it and see the truth. Alas..."
"Boom..."
Just as Po Meng was speaking, a bolt of black lightning suddenly fell into the cave. Po Meng's face changed and she shouted:
"Chaos Tribulation Thunder, can he... still survive? With the boundless soul-eating pressure at the bottom of the Nine Netherworld, and the Chaos Tribulation Thunder, does he have any chance?"
…
At the bottom of the Nine Netherworld, there is a space. The space is extremely dark, but there are nine overlapping vortices that are transforming soul energy.
On the wall of this space, a circle of purple fruits grew on it, and Xiao Jiang was quickly putting away these strange fruits.
The pressure of the Nine Netherworlds is actually not too scary, but the strange power inside to decompose the soul is a special law, which is said to be mastered by the Huangquan Demon God, one of the Chaos Demon Gods.
Xiao Jiang felt this power when he entered the cave. If there was a strong person controlling this law, Xiao Jiang would never dare to approach, otherwise his soul would be decomposed before he could react in time.
But this is just a cave. Xiao Jiang used the Heaven Swallowing Technique to continuously copy and swallow this power. When he fell into this space, he was no longer afraid of the decomposition of his soul by this power.
Just when he started to collect the soul fruit, he suddenly felt that a crisis was coming. He instantly gathered the armor shield and body cultivation into a shield, and slashed towards the sky with the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand without hesitation.
"Click..."
There was a loud noise, and Xiao Jiang's figure disappeared from the bottom of the Nine Nether. Only nine whirlpools were still circulating in circles. Only a few remaining soul fruits were left around to prove that Xiao Jiang had been there.
