Meng Po's sudden words suddenly made Di Chen'er excited. He nodded repeatedly, "Yes, she didn't drink your soup!"

Faced with this sudden confirmation, Meng Po frowned, "How do you know she didn't drink my soup?"

Hearing this, Di Chen'er was stunned!

Meng Po suddenly narrowed her eyes, "Little Gui, if you drink the ecstasy soup from the ecstasy hall, you will never be able to return to your health. Lao Xian said that he didn't think of anyone, but just asked casually, but you little Gui's conclusion that she didn't drink my soup..."

Speaking of this, Meng Po suddenly snorted, "Little Guy, where are you from? Where did you hear these rumors?"

Facing Meng Po’s question, Di Chener was completely confused this time.

Yes, how did Xiaoxi walk on this road? Have you drunk Mengpo soup? Did you choose to jump into the Forgetful River? How did the matchmaker know all this?

Moreover, the matchmaker knew so clearly that it seemed as if Xiao Xi told her in person, or the reality she saw with her own eyes.

But in this place, who can go back from here?

Ruo Mao’s matchmaker heard it from Xiao Xi’s mouth, how did Mao Mao return to the world?

Ruo Mao Ni saw Xiao Xi jump into the Forgetful River with his own eyes, and if someone knew that there was a mysterious person to save her, how did Mao Ni know all this and how did he return to the world?!

If it weren't for the matchmaker, a ghost messenger? Or other big shots?

Or... Xiaoxi was saved by the matchmaker?

Thinking of this, many questions lingered Di Chen'er. He seemed to be trapped in a quagmire that he could not get out of no matter how he could not rack his brains. He could not imagine what the matchmaker was like!

Meng Po suddenly sighed again and said, "Little devil, don't talk now, you still have to explain clearly when you enter the Hall of Hell. It's better to suffer less and explain clearly here."

Yuan Miao beside him bumped into Di Chen'er, who was dazed, and then the latter pulled his thoughts back from the quagmire.

He couldn't help but frown and asked, "I have drunk Mengpo soup and forgot everything. Then when I arrived at the Hall of Hell, how can I explain it?"

Meng Po smiled and said, "I have my own way to explain."

These issues are actually not important. The order of the underworld has only been eighteen years, so it is normal to have some incompleteness, and this kind of thing has nothing to do with oneself.

The most important thing right now is where Hongxi is!

Di Chen'er said pitifully: "Mengpo, when I just realized that as long as I drink the soup in your hand, I will forget the past. I felt that my wife must be reluctant to leave me, so I dared to be sure that she did not drink your Mengpo soup."

Speaking of this, Di Chen'er held Meng Po's cold hand and asked, "Meng Po, you pity me. Please tell me, if I don't want to drink this soup, what should I do? I think my wife must have gone there too. If there is such a place, I am willing to find her."

Meng Po frowned slightly, "Little ghost, that place will cause you torture. You have to hear the pain that has tortured through thousands of years and that kind of pain that can be heard from the cry of the ghosts in the Forgetful River. It is thousands of years."

Then she sighed, "Oh, let's not talk about the pain for now, let's talk about the choice itself, Mr. Rong asked you a question. Do you really think that she will choose to go through thousands of years of pain for you, instead of reincarnation, see you again in the next life?"

Di Chen'er said firmly: "I believe her, she must be waiting for me!"

Hearing this, Meng Po hesitated when she looked at the firm expression of this little ghost.

Yuan Miao, who was standing beside him, patted Di Chen'er on the shoulder hard, "Chen'er, if it were me, I would have made this choice, but I think the chance of her reincarnation is greater."

Di Chen'er asked him with his eyes in a daze, "Why!"

Yuan Miao scratched his head and said in a naive way: "It's not that I won't wait for you, I'm just guessing. You think, after going through thousands of years of torture to protect this life, why not go to a beautiful next life and meet you again? Wouldn't that be even better?"

Di Chen'er took a deep breath, "But...what if we can't see each other for a lifetime?"

Meng Po nodded, "Yes, how could it be so easy to meet in the vast sea of ​​people? Some things can not be obtained by changing one's life, or they are not that beautiful."

The Meng Po softened her heart. She looked into the distance and recalled: "Looking back then, when my father fought against Chiyou, I fell in love with someone I shouldn't love. In order to wait for him, I have been here for many years, but I have never met this soup again... Alas, it's better not to say it or not, who has never been young..."

As she said that, she pointed to the scarlet Forgetful River, "Little Devil, if you are waiting for your heart firmly, then jump down. If you are lucky, she might be waiting for you there, but... you can't get out of that Forgetful River without experiencing the pain of thousands of years. If you can really find it, join hands with her to enter the cycle of reincarnation, reincarnation, and not forget this unforgettable period of the world in this life.

Forget River, Forget River, the unforgettable flow is more than this one in front of you.”

Hearing this, Di Chen'er was about to run to the Naihe Bridge, but at this moment, Yuan Miao grabbed his arm and refused to let go. He shouted: "Chen'er, be more awake, don't forget that she may not be waiting for you in this river! If you have experienced thousands of years of pain and you can't find her, then what are you trying to do!"

Di Chen'er was stunned for a moment, and he sneered and asked, "What about you, if you came here first and we said we would wait for each other, what would you choose? Should you drink the soup in Meng Po's hand? Or would you choose to believe in this love, even if you have to endure thousands of years of torture, you will never forget it in the next life?"

Yuan Miao frowned, "I... Of course I will jump down, but I just think it's good to be reincarnated!"

Di Chen'er shook his hand away and asked with a smile: "I know why I can tell you so firmly, aren't you brother Miao at all?"

Yuan Miao was stunned and did not catch him again. He lowered his head and asked helplessly: "Why? It's just because I stopped you and refused to jump? Or because my answer was not straightforward and unrestrained enough?"

"None are not." Di Chen'er shook her head and looked at him with her eyes in her eyes. "Actually, it's very simple, just a word and a title, I!"

Upon hearing this, "Yuan Miao" was stunned.

At this moment, there was a urging person behind him!

Di Chen'er suddenly turned her head and cursed, "You're rushing to reincarnate!"

But he still pulled Yuan Miao to the Three Lives Stone to give the people behind him who were eager to reincarnate.

"Can you tell me who you are?" Di Chen'er asked in a deep voice.

Yuan Miao took a deep breath, suddenly sneered, and asked, "Is it important who am I?"

Di Chen'er thought for a while and smiled, "Maybe...it's really not important, but I still want to know who you are and why did you find me."

"Not why."

Yuan Miao looked at the scarlet Forgetful River with his head down, then pointed to the 'people' who were suffering from torture and screamed shrillly and asked:

"Did you see it? Their painful and ferocious expressions and their skinny appearance. Actually, I don't have to stop you. I just think that this trip shouldn't be delayed by a thousand years at once. I'm really not trying to plan anything about you. I just want to know what is more important in front of this Forgetful River, and who is in my heart, it's more important!"

This was heartbroken and made people feel a little trembling, just like a string that was always tense in my heart broke suddenly, but Di Chener couldn't remember which string was.

When he realized it again, "Yuan Miao" had already returned. Di Chen'er didn't know where he was going, and Di Chen'er didn't know who he was.

The only thing Di Chen'er knew was that he was very sad.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Di Chen'er shouted at the back.

"Go to one, you never need to see your place again."

The man never looked back or stopped, but his voice trembled even more, as if he was crying and choking.

For some reason, Di Chen'er couldn't help but chase after him and grabbed his hand, "You can't look back on the road to the underworld!"

"But you can... be a lonely ghost who will never be reincarnated."

After saying that, he shook Di Chen'er away and walked back with a heartbroken heart.

"Hey, who are you!"

Di Chener felt uncomfortable as if she was climbed by hundreds of insects.

The man said, "Go, maybe the wife who tied the knot with you, just as you thought, is suffering hard, sticking to her faith and waiting for you. You are her husband, you are the Fox Emperor of Qingqiu, you are a pair made by heaven and earth, and you are ghosts, and you must be paired together."

This made Di Chener feel particularly heartbroken. He frowned, took a deep breath, turned around silently, and did not look at the one who turned into "Yuan Miao". I don't know who it belongs to, and the person is gone.

However, he just wanted to walk towards the Naihe Bridge, not to jump into the Naihe Bridge. What he said to Meng Po was true, but he had never thought of jumping into the Forgetful River. He just wanted to stand on a high place to determine whether there was Xiao Xi in this river.

Even though Xiao Xi was skinny and boneless and lost her hair, Di Chen'er firmly believed that she could recognize her at a glance in this vast and unreachable ghost!

And the words just now were just to prove who Yuan Miao was. He knew from the very beginning that Yuan Miao was fake because of a self-proclaimed.

"I!"

But in the end, he still couldn't know who "Yuan Miao" was. Although he was unwilling to accept it, he still chose to walk on the Naihe Bridge and take a look at the Forgetful River, which is full of ghosts.
Chapter completed!