Chapter 597: There is Flower Sadness on the Bank of Forgotten River (7)
Po Meng wanted to turn the table over on the spot. Who told this dry ghost that she had enough soup? She hadn't even asked this dry ghost to spit out the soup for her!
But it was impossible to spit it out. Po Meng could only watch as Jin Qing's soul became more solidified, while Jin Qing's memory did not fly into the Sansheng Stone at all.
Later, the unwilling Po Meng even grabbed Jin Qing and stood beside the Sansheng Stone for a while. But to her disappointment, the Sansheng Stone only showed her life as Po Meng, but not a single trace of Jin Qing.
, as if this person is just a shadow of nothingness.
Only then did Po Meng know for certain that this Ganba ghost that appeared out of thin air really had no past or present life.
It was also from that time on that Po Meng began to be silently wary of Jin Qing.
After confirming that Po Meng really didn't know how to give herself soup, Jin Qing walked back to Naihe Bridge and sat on the handrail of the bridge in a daze.
There were not many people walking on the top floor of the Naihe Bridge today, so Jin Qing could easily see the conditions on the lower two floors through the transparent ground. There were very few ghosts walking on the top floor. They had done it before.
Many good deeds have accumulated a lot of blessings for themselves. These ghosts seemed to be shrouded in a layer of colorful rays. They walked across the bridge smoothly with smiles on their faces, letting go of their life's emotions and casting themselves in the next life.
Good tire.
The middle layer had the largest number of people, and there was no aura around them. Every ghost's expression was very numb. After walking across the bridge, each of them felt a sense of relief. It seemed that this life was too hard and they could finally relax.
The number of people at the bottom was actually more than that at the top. Their bodies were full of black evil energy, some were shaped like drops of ink surrounding their bodies, and some were spreading their teeth and claws to fly away.
Even though they desperately didn't want to go up the bridge, they couldn't stand the strength of the ghosts. They could only be driven away by the ghosts behind them. They gritted their teeth and moved step by step to the bridge. Every step they took made them wail in pain.
, as if stepping on the tip of a knife step by step.
It was not until after crossing the bridge that the ghost messengers used hooks to force-feed them a bowl of Mengpo soup, forcing them to completely forget all the people and things that affected their lives and most hated them, and then they were thrown into the animal realm to wait for reincarnation.
Hua Shang over there was still sitting and writing in her notebook. As a ghost servant, she didn't need to rest. And even if Hua Shang was given time to rest, she didn't know where she could go.
The underworld, like the human world, also has its own markets and various entertainment venues. These things were burned by people in the underworld when they worshiped their ancestors, and some were developed and built by ghosts who were waiting to be reincarnated for various reasons.
of.
Over time, it has become a good place for ghosts to relax.
There are good incense candles over there. Although Jin Qing is a mission worker, after entering this world in the underworld, her body begins to follow the local customs. She will also feel hungry when she smells others eating incense candles. This feeling makes her feel hungry.
She is really drunk, why doesn't she feel hungry in the system space?
After hearing Jin Qing's doubts, 707 quickly jumped out to refresh his presence, "Host, that's because of the system space's protection mechanism for the host. Think about it, when you were in Tianwaitian, didn't you also want to eat?
it's the same!"
Seeing Jin Qing nod his head in sudden realization, 707 felt very pleased that his host had become so easy to communicate with.
who
Thinking that before 707 could finish its emotion, it almost choked to death on Jin Qing's next sentence, "It's been a long time since we went to Tianwaitian!"
707 I immediately want to slap myself unconscious and make you talk bad.
Finding that 707 was silent, Jin Qing did not continue talking about this matter. Even if she wanted to go to Tianwaitian, it would be after she returned to the system space. Her top priority now was to fill her stomach first.
It's not that Jin Qing doesn't want to find a place to spend money, but she is really short of money. She is really poor!
Jin Qing suspected that he was cursed by the God of Poverty, otherwise how could he have been poor from the previous world to this world.
These ghosts' money is basically obtained from the paper money burned by people in the human world when they worship their ancestors.
As for the ghost servants who live on the salary of the underworld, they are naturally very rich, but poor Jin Qing doesn't even have a place to get money, so naturally there is no way to buy food for herself. She is simply starving.
Kill her!
There are actually some things you can eat in the underworld, but the key is that they don’t cost money, such as those evil ghosts who are so dark that they cannot be reincarnated.
This thought flashed through Jin Qing's mind, and then Jin Qing sighed. I can't do it. I still have a bottom line.
Thinking of this, Jin Qing's eyes fell on the large pot of Meng Po soup. In fact, this is the most convenient thing to eat.
Although the cooking method of Meng Po soup is not acceptable to Jin Qing, the taste is very attractive to her.
To be honest, Jin Qing has never seen a person who can cook soup so casually and make it taste so delicious.
Po Meng's soup is very simple. Every day when people come to her to drink soup, Po Meng will ask them to tell their stories for the last time and let them shed the last bit of emotion in their bodies through tears. Then she will tell them their stories.
Collect tears of different colors and put them into the soup as a soup starter.
Finally, he put his hand hard on his eyes, plucked out a few drops of tears, and then rinsed his tear-stained hands in the pot. The soup was ready.
The preparation of Meng Po Soup made Jin Qing very speechless, but what was even worse was that even after seeing the whole process of making Meng Po Soup, she still wanted to drink the soup!
In fact, Po Meng was very casual no matter what she did.
Yesterday when there was no one on the bridge, Jin Qing saw her quietly catching a black ghost and throwing it into a pot to rinse it and eat it!
Jin Qing sighed. Such evil spirits who have committed too many crimes are not protected by the ghost guards at all. In private, they are even used as snacks by the ghost guards to beat their teeth.
Just as Jin Qing was sitting on the bridge in a daze, studying how to find something to eat from the underworld, he saw a long, white hand stretched out in front of him, holding a pen that glowed with light blue light.
.
Jin Qing raised his head and faced Hua Shang's expressionless face. Jin Qing looked at Hua Shang doubtfully, not understanding what the other person was doing by giving him a pen.
Hua Shang met Jin Qing's face, pursed her lips gently, and said lightly, "I'm tired. If you have nothing to do, can you take notes for me for a while? I can give you today's salary."
In fact, when Jin Qing was observing Hua Shang, Hua Shang was also observing Jin Qing.
Although Hua Shang is simple-minded, she is not stupid, and her perception of the outside world is also very strong. She has long discovered the kid who has been stranded on the Naihe Bridge, and found that the kid has been staring at her. Po Meng said on the spot
She wanted to turn the table over, but who told this dry ghost that she had enough soup? She hadn't asked this dry ghost to spit out the soup for her yet!
But it was impossible to spit it out. Po Meng could only watch as Jin Qing's soul became more solidified, while Jin Qing's memory did not fly into the Sansheng Stone at all.
Later, the unwilling Po Meng even grabbed Jin Qing and stood beside the Sansheng Stone for a while. But to her disappointment, the Sansheng Stone only showed her life as Po Meng, but not a single trace of Jin Qing.
, as if this person is just a shadow of nothingness.
Only then did Po Meng know for certain that this Ganba ghost that appeared out of thin air really had no past or present life.
It was also from that time on that Po Meng began to be silently wary of Jin Qing.
After confirming that Po Meng really didn't know how to give herself soup, Jin Qing walked back to Naihe Bridge and sat on the handrail of the bridge in a daze.
There were not many people walking on the top floor of the Naihe Bridge today, so Jin Qing could easily see the conditions on the lower two floors through the transparent ground. There were very few ghosts walking on the top floor. They had done it before.
Many good deeds have accumulated a lot of blessings for themselves. These ghosts seemed to be shrouded in a layer of colorful rays. They walked across the bridge smoothly with smiles on their faces, letting go of their life's emotions and casting themselves in the next life.
Good tire.
The middle layer had the largest number of people, and there was no aura around them. Every ghost's expression was very numb. After walking across the bridge, each of them felt a sense of relief. It seemed that this life was too hard and they could finally relax.
The number of people at the bottom is actually more than the number of people at the top. Their bodies are full of black evil energy, some are shaped like drops of ink surrounding their bodies, and some are spreading their teeth and claws to fly away. ??
Even though they desperately didn't want to go up the bridge, they couldn't stand the strength of the ghosts. They could only be driven away by the ghosts behind them. They gritted their teeth and moved step by step to the bridge. Every step they took made them wail in pain.
, as if stepping on the tip of a knife step by step.
It was not until after crossing the bridge that the ghost messengers used hooks to force-feed them a bowl of Mengpo soup, forcing them to completely forget all the people and things that affected their lives and most hated them, and then they were thrown into the animal realm to wait for reincarnation.
Hua Shang over there was still sitting and writing in her notebook. As a ghost servant, she didn't need to rest. And even if Hua Shang was given time to rest, she didn't know where she could go.
The underworld, like the human world, also has its own markets and various entertainment venues. These things were burned by people in the underworld when they worshiped their ancestors, and some were developed and built by ghosts who were waiting to be reincarnated for various reasons.
of.
Over time, it has become a good place for ghosts to relax.
There are good incense candles over there. Although Jin Qing is a mission worker, after entering this world in the underworld, her body begins to follow the local customs. She will also feel hungry when she smells others eating incense candles. This feeling makes her feel hungry.
She is really drunk, why doesn't she feel hungry in the system space?
After hearing Jin Qing's doubts, 707 quickly jumped out to refresh his presence, "Host, that's because of the system space's protection mechanism for the host. Think about it, when you were in Tianwaitian, didn't you also want to eat?
it's the same!"
Seeing Jin Qing nod his head in sudden realization, 707 felt very pleased that his host had become so easy to communicate with.
who
Thinking that before 707 could finish its emotion, it almost choked to death on Jin Qing's next sentence, "It's been a long time since we went to Tianwaitian!"
707 I immediately want to slap myself unconscious and make you talk bad.
Finding that 707 was silent, Jin Qing did not continue talking about this matter. Even if she wanted to go to Tianwaitian, it would be after she returned to the system space. Her top priority now was to fill her stomach first.
It's not that Jin Qing doesn't want to find a place to spend money, but she is really short of money. She is really poor!
Jin Qing suspected that he was cursed by the God of Poverty, otherwise how could he have been poor from the previous world to this world.
These ghosts' money is basically obtained from the paper money burned by people in the human world when they worship their ancestors.
As for the ghost servants who live on the salary of the underworld, they are naturally very rich, but poor Jin Qing doesn't even have a place to get money, so naturally there is no way to buy food for herself. She is simply starving.
Kill her!
There are actually some things you can eat in the underworld, but the key is that they don’t cost money, such as those evil ghosts who are so dark that they cannot be reincarnated.
This thought flashed through Jin Qing's mind, and then Jin Qing sighed. I can't do it. I still have a bottom line.
Thinking of this, Jin Qing's eyes fell on the large pot of Meng Po soup. In fact, this is the most convenient thing to eat.
Although the cooking method of Meng Po soup is not acceptable to Jin Qing, the taste is very attractive to her.
To be honest, Jin Qing has never seen a person who can cook soup so casually and make it taste so delicious.
Po Meng's soup is very simple. Every day when people come to her to drink soup, Po Meng will ask them to tell their stories for the last time and let them shed the last bit of emotion in their bodies through tears. Then she will tell them their stories.
Collect tears of different colors and put them into the soup as a soup starter.
Finally, he put his hand hard on his eyes, plucked out a few drops of tears, and then rinsed his tear-stained hands in the pot. The soup was ready.
The preparation of Meng Po Soup made Jin Qing very speechless, but what was even worse was that even after seeing the whole process of making Meng Po Soup, she still wanted to drink the soup!
In fact, Po Meng was very casual no matter what she did.
Yesterday when there was no one on the bridge, Jin Qing saw her quietly catching a black ghost and throwing it into a pot to rinse it and eat it!
Jin Qing sighed. Such evil spirits who have committed too many crimes are not protected by the ghost guards at all. In private, they are even used as snacks by the ghost guards to beat their teeth.
Just as Jin Qing was sitting on the bridge in a daze, studying how to find something to eat from the underworld, he saw a long, white hand stretched out in front of him, holding a pen that glowed with light blue light.
.
Jin Qing raised his head and faced Hua Shang's expressionless face. Jin Qing looked at Hua Shang doubtfully, not understanding what the other person was doing by giving him a pen.
Hua Shang met Jin Qing's face, pursed her lips gently, and said lightly, "I'm tired. If you have nothing to do, can you take notes for me for a while? I can give you today's salary."
In fact, when Jin Qing was observing Hua Shang, Hua Shang was also observing Jin Qing.
Although Hua Shang is simple-minded, she is not stupid, and her perception of the outside world is also very strong. She has long discovered the kid who has been stranded on the Naihe Bridge, and found that the kid has been staring at her.
