"No, you were wrong." The King of Pluto looked at them calmly, his expression deep and like a river of forsaken water, which was unpredictable. "God, he should not be moved."

"Why can't God be moved?" Feiying became even more confused. "Since God is the same as humans in a certain aspect, God is also qualified to be moved."

"Because of the love of the gods, there has never been a good end." The goddess Wanyue, who had been standing beside him without saying anything, suddenly spoke, with a little desolate smile, "Master Pluto, is this what you want to tell me? God is not qualified to be moved, so why should I pursue his reincarnation and reincarnation?"

"It's not the case. It's just that I saw you standing by the banks of the Forget River, so I felt it." The Pluto glanced at the Forget River in front of me with a calm expression, and then walked closer and said, "Goddess Wanyue, since you want to investigate the reincarnation of your husband, you must know whether he was reincarnated."

"I can't tell you whether to reincarnate or not, but someone can tell you." Pluto's eyes turned to the head of Naihe Bridge, "Go to find Meng Po, she will tell you whether your husband has drunk Meng Po soup and then reincarnated."

Wanyue pondered for a moment, hesitating a little. Feiying looked at Wanyue and looked at the Pope, not knowing what to say.

"If the goddess doesn't believe me, then why are you going to my underworld? Since I have promised Su Zhi to help you, I will definitely keep my promise. The goddess doesn't have to doubt it." The Big King stared at Wanyue's face, his eyes as if he was about to penetrate everything.

Wanyue curled a reluctant smile at the corner of her mouth and said lightly: "I don't believe in Lord Pluto, but you also know that I am the goddess of the stars. I have been using the celestial phenomena and stars for thousands of years, but none of them have succeeded. There is no trace of him in all the wildernesses.

I thought he should be in the underworld, either imprisoned by Wangchuan, or had become a fool, so there was no need to bother Meng Po again."

But the King of Pluto just shook his head and said, "Goddess, you don't know anything. I will record the secrets of the underworld. There is no name Qin Feng you mentioned. As for the ghosts on the banks of the Forgetful River, you have also seen them. They are as numerous as cows, and I really have no judgment. The only way is also the most effective. You should ask Meng Po to see if he has drunk Meng Po soup and whether he is among these ghosts."

Wanyue pondered for a moment and said, "Since that's the case, I'll thank Lord Hades first. Wanyue will go and ask Meng Po."

Wanyue turned around and said to Feiying, "Feiying, you don't have to be with me anymore. I have many things, so I want to ask Meng Po."

Feiying knew that Wanyue had something to say to Mengpo alone, and it was really inconvenient for her to follow her. "Okay, then I'll wait for you on the banks of the Wangchuan River."

Wanyue nodded, turned around and turned her long sleeves, and gently tapped her toes, flew around her side across the Wangchuan River. In the Forget River, countless hands seemed to be stretched out to grab her feet and dragged her to hell. However, these unjust souls and resentful ghosts had turned into flying smoke before they could touch Wanyue, leaving only a sigh.

I saw a pretty and light figure flying over the wide Wangchuan River and coming to the Naihe Bridge. The beautiful Meng Po seemed to have seen nothing, and was still standing at the Naihe Bridge, with a expressionless face, scooping a bowl of Mengpo soup for the soul who came to Huangquan.

Wanyue didn't say anything, but just stood quietly behind Meng Po, without saying a word, looking at the coming and going souls, there were old people and toddlers. They had no right to decide their lifespan, and everything was in heaven and destiny.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but it seems that such a process is endless. Meng Po doesn’t know that he is tired and will not rest. He just scoops Meng Po’s soup one by one and handes a bowl of it to the soul.

But not every soul will take over this bowl of Mengpo soup. Some of them are unwilling to be reincarnated, unwilling to let go and forget everything they have before, standing at the bridge of Naihe, looking at the direction and the soul that has been continuously flowing, mourning and crying.

Whenever Meng Po saw him, she did not force him. She just handed the soup to the next soul and left a sigh. It seemed that such a scene was already common.

Wanyue also knew that even if these souls struggled so much, they were unwilling to forget the past and were reincarnated. Even if they felt reluctant and helpless, they could not return to the world and could only separate themselves from their family members. The final result was that they were thrown into the Forgetful River by the King and turned into one of the many evil spirits of the evil spirits of the evil spirits.

After a long time, Wanyue took a step forward and whispered: "Sister Meng Po..."

Meng Po, who was scooping soup for someone, stopped moving his hands, as if she was frightened by Wanyue's sudden voice, but in just a short moment, she worked as usual.

"No one has called me like this for a long time. Everyone in the world thinks that Meng Po is an old woman. I don't know that I am also a young woman with an immortal face."

Meng Po's voice was hoarse and distant, which made Wanyue feel that it was her grandmother's voice, as if she was listening to her grandmother's stories in her arms when she was a child.

"Sister Meng Po, my name is Wanyue." Wanyue looked at Meng Po's side face and said softly until Meng Po turned her head, and there seemed to be thousands of words hidden in her eyes that were relatively bright to her.

Meng Po half-squinted her eyes, stopped working in the water, looked at Wanyue for a long time before saying, "It turns out that she is a goddess. Since she is a noble goddess, why bother to come to this underworld to defile it? You are proud of the luxury in the Heavenly Palace, why bother to come here."

"I was originally the goddess Wanyue who was in charge of the stars. I had nothing else to do when I came to the underworld this time. I just wanted to ask Meng Po if there was a man named Qin Feng who came here to drink your Meng Po soup a thousand years ago."

The goddess Wanyue's voice was soft, and her eyes were filled with prayers and hope.

Meng Po looked at her for a while and said, "You, a goddess, ask about mortals, do you not know whether you are separated from humans and gods?"

"To be honest with my sister, he was my husband before I ascended to the goddess, but after so many years of searching, I couldn't find him. Then I thought of coming to the underworld to try my luck and see if he had ever drunk Mengpo soup and had reincarnated."

"Since you said that, I don't want to tell you that a man named Qin Feng did come here to drink Mengpo soup a thousand years ago. Before he drank it, he said that he was willing to give everything to the person he loved, as long as she could be safe and happy and have a stable life."

Meng Po's voice was hoarse and distant, but when these words were heard in the ears of the goddess Wanyue, every sentence was heart-pounding and every word was thrust. Wanyue's body trembled a few times, and she blinked desperately to prevent tears from flowing out.

"If you want to cry, cry. What else is there to hide here? If you need to pretend because of the world's vision in your daily life, the underworld is the source of a person and the beginning of a life, why not pretend?"

Meng Po looked at Wanyue and just shook her head and chuckled, her voice softly, not sure whether she was talking to her or herself.

"Can you know where he was reincarnated? I have been searching for thousands of years, but I can't find it. Since he has been reincarnated, why is this?" Wanyue trembled, her voice blurred.

"I never knew where he was reincarnated. I just knew that he once told Pluto that he not only had to forget everything, but also those who remember him also had to forget them. But you are already a goddess, and he also knew that you would definitely not be able to let go and go to him. It was because of this that he made such a request."

"Then... Then I'll ask Lord Pluto, he will definitely tell me." Wanyue closed her eyes like a little pain. She couldn't believe that when she was searching for a thousand years, she actually asked everyone to forget him when she was reincarnated.

Without hesitation, Wanyue immediately said goodbye to Mengpo and turned to the other side of the Forgetful River. Mengpo behind her shook her head and continued her life. A distant sigh passed through the thin mist of the underworld and penetrated into Wanyue's ears.

"Master Pluto, the goddess is back." Feiying looked at Wanyue and said something to Meng Po for a long time, but she still flew over.

"Maybe...she didn't get the answer she wanted." Pluto looked at Wanyue's figure, with his hand on his back, and sighed indescribably.

He told Wanyue from the beginning that gods and immortals cannot be moved by mortals. Once they ascend to become immortals, they will be immortals. They will no longer be mortals, and they will be broken from the past.

But not only did she not listen, she also searched for that old dream. Isn’t it good to live a good life with Su Zhi? It’s already Feng Laishan’s mistress. Is it still involved so many things?

But what Pluto should have said had already been said, but Wanyue didn't listen, and she couldn't listen. It didn't make any sense if he said it.

Seeing that Wanyue had returned to this place, she could almost say she was jogging all the way, which was very different from Suri's gentle and dignified image. This was the first time Feiying saw her in such a hurry and in a hurry, and it was also the last time.

"Master Pluto, Meng Po said that Qin Lang did drink Meng Po soup, but she also said that Qin Lang had been reincarnated and had any agreement with Pluto."

Wanyue was a little anxious. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Hades, unable to wait to hear Hades' words so that she could know where Qin Feng was.

"This..." The Big King was hesitant and frowned at Wanyue with an expectant face.

"What's wrong with Lord Pluto? Do you know something? You must know. You are Pluto. How could you not know? His reincarnation must be recorded in the Book of Life and Death. There must be his relevant records on the Book of Life and Death. You can take a look!"

Wanyue was a little out of control. She grabbed the corner of the Big One's clothes and refused to let go, as if she was so anxious that the Big One would tell her everything. She seemed a little crazy now, and she didn't want to care about anything except wanting to know Qin Feng's whereabouts.
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