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Eight hundred and twentieth chapters take the opportunity to escape(1/2)

Seeing this, I couldn't help but take a few more glances.

After all, this old woman has a great reputation in the world.

Especially some foolish men and women who have abnormal feelings, they think of drinking a bowl of Mengpo soup.

After all, you can forget your past and present life after drinking it.

If you are reborn as a human being in the next life, you will have no worries.

As for the Meng Po, who was wearing a gray robe, with a hunched back, wrinkled face and domineering expression.

There are several legends in the world, the first one is that Meng Po is a Meng Jiangnu who cried in the Great Wall.

Because she was too infatuated, the King of Hell was moved after her death, so she was spared from her reincarnation.

Then she came here to make soup so that the infatuated men and women in the world could leave without worries.

There is also a legend that Meng Po is the number one beauty in the underworld.

Because he violated the laws of the underworld, he was punished by the King of Hell to make soup here.

It is also said that Meng Po is a great god for reasons.

When Queen Mother Turqun transformed into the underworld and became the six realms, she appeared here.

Because I saw too many grudges and revenge, I volunteered to cook soup here.

Of course, in addition to the above three legends, it seems that several versions have been circulated in the living world.

As for which version is true, it is really hard to say.

But I see this old woman, she looks like a shrew in her seventies or eighties.

I feel that the ancient god feels pity for the soup here, which is fake.

From a distance, Meng Po was standing in the pavilion now.

Holding a scoop of water, I kept scoops of Mengpo soup from a large bucket.

He kept scolding the ghosts who lined up to drink soup.

"Everyone hurry up, take a small sip each!"

"Silly, don't drink too much, tell you not to drink too much."

"What are you doing? Drink boiled water? This fool."

"I said it all, take a sip. Are you deaf?"

"This idiot, who told you to drink a whole bowl? You will be a big fool in your next life..."

“…”

Meng Po kept scolding and reminding every ghost who drank soup, but this service attitude was indeed not very good.

Those ghosts who had finished drinking Mengpo soup walked onto the stone bridge and then jumped to the well of reincarnation to reincarnate.

When I looked at these things, my heart kept jumping.

Because I was getting closer and closer to the pavilion where Meng Po was, and I had not found any time to escape.

When I came here, I had no way back.

I can only keep walking forward and drink soup and jump into the well.

I became more and more anxious, and kept staring at the ghost messengers around me, hoping to find a chance to escape.

Following the ghost group, walking forward step by step.

About twenty meters away from the pavilion where Meng Po is located, the opportunity finally appeared.

A male ghost did not drink Mengpo's soup when passing by the pavilion where Mengpo was.

Suddenly, he accelerated, aimed at the stone bridge and the reincarnation well and began to run wildly.

"I don't drink soup, I don't drink soup, I don't want to forget her, I don't want to forget her..."

This sudden change shocked Meng Po in the pavilion.

Immediately pointed at the male ghost and shouted:

"Hurry, catch him quickly. That kid didn't drink the soup, didn't drink the soup..."

As soon as Meng Po said, she instantly attracted all the ghost messengers on the underworld.

The ghosts turned their heads one after another, and saw a ghost who wanted to stop drinking the soup, so they forced themselves into the well of reincarnation and were furious.

Their duty here is to protect the order of the well of reincarnation.

It is guaranteed that every reincarnated ghost has drunk Mengpo soup.

What if the ghost just ran away and jumped into the well without drinking Mengpo soup?

One of the ghost soldiers leader shouted angrily on the spot:

"Little devil, run away!"

After saying that, the leader of the ghost soldier raised his hand and an iron chain suddenly flew out of his sleeve.

The iron chain made a "swish swish swish" sound, and kept flying out, pointing directly at the escaped male ghost.

In a blink of an eye, the escaped male ghost was tied up.

The ghost messes around rushed over with steel forks.

Because of this sudden change, the ghosts who were reincarnated on the yin path became restless.

He began to look forward in a swarm, wanting to see what happened ahead.

But I was delighted.

Opportunity, this is my chance to escape.

Why would I dare to watch the fun? If I missed this opportunity, I would not be able to escape.

So without thinking, I flashed my body and rushed into the bushes next to me.

Because many ghosts present were attracted by the previous events, there were very few ghosts who paid attention to me...

After I rushed into the bush, I stopped at all and kept running forward without stopping.

The master and Taoist Master Du said that he would go to the left at the Three Lives Stone.

As long as you keep moving forward, you can reach the Wude Death City.

Then I can use the token in my hand and I can pass and leave.

So, I ran forward with all my might, trying to leave this place of right and wrong.

As a result, I had just run far away and a loud roar rang behind me:

"Sir, a ghost ran to the woods..."

When I heard this, my mind was buzzing.

Damn, there are people who are actually making small reports?

I was extremely unhappy and wanted to turn around and slap the ghost who reported the news.

But now I have that time, so I can only grit my teeth and continue to speed up.

And behind him, there were constant sounds:

"What? Something happened to run away?"

"Yes, sir, ran to the woods here?"

The ghost who reported the report continued to speak.

"Hmph! I dare to make trouble with me.

Come on! Chase me.

When I caught the ghost, I sent him to the eighteenth floor of hell torture for ten years. I saw if he still ran away..."

The leader of the ghost messenger spoke.

"It's an adult..."

A group of ghost messengers drank, and then chased into the woods directly.

When I heard these sounds coming from behind, my whole body was cold.

Damn, it won’t work if you are caught in the eighteenth level of hell.

So, I can't be caught even more.

I ran wildly in the woods, and the sound of footsteps kept coming from behind me.

In order to speed up, I directly activated my soul power.

And the little wood where I am now is a gray forest with tall and straight trees.

But those leaves are like palms.
To be continued...
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