It's not like just burning someone alive will end the matter.
You also need the endorsement of the underworld and a large sum of money.
Therefore, in Fengdu, owning a house with three entrances and three exits can be said to be at the pinnacle of life.
Even if the homeowner is reincarnated and other relatives in the family pass away, they can come and live here so that they can have a place to stay and not be a lonely ghost in the underworld.
But Xu Ping never thought that Wang Baishun, who was still selling fried brats in Fengdu and was not doing a big business, could actually buy this property.
Xu Ping and Song Qingling followed Wang Baishun towards the back hall. Along the way, he looked at the house up and down: "Brother Wang, this house looks quite new."
When Wang Baishun heard this, he turned around and smiled: "Not long ago, Xiao Jiu at the door burned down this house for me. He also gave me the money to purchase the land title."
Xiaojiu...
Xu Ping looked left and right, and after a moment, he found a mark in the corner of the wall.
That is the word nine in a circle, and it was produced by Uncle Jiu.
But he didn't expect that after Uncle Jiu took over this business, the life of the Maoshan people in the underworld became happier.
"What's wrong, Brother Xu?" Seeing him suddenly stop, Wang Baishun asked curiously.
Xu Ping shook his head: "Nothing."
Suddenly, I felt that this title was a bit inappropriate.
The Xiao Jiu he calls himself Uncle Jiu, and he calls himself brother.
This generation... is a mess.
After entering the teahouse, Xu Ping and Song Qingling sat down, and Wang Baishun immediately went to prepare tea. However, he was the only one in Nuo Da's house.
"Taste it."
The fragrant tea exuded the fragrance of birds, and Xu Ping felt refreshed when sniffing it. However, Wang Baishun prepared tea with incense ash added for himself.
Xu Ping smiled and said, "Isn't it too boring to have only Brother Wang in such a big house? That Mrs. Meng is still unwilling to stay with you..."
Wang Baishun was stunned for a moment. He was almost 200 years old in both worlds, but he showed the shyness of a young boy. "After the matter about Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, we had contact..."
He only said half of what he said and said no more.
After a few more pleasantries, we got to the main topic.
"Brother Xu, I wonder why you came here this time?"
It was the same last time. He said that the market was not convenient for talking, but in the end he brought news that almost overturned the underworld. This time...
Wang Baishun was a little scared.
Xu Ping put down his tea cup, pondered for a moment, and said, "To be honest, Xu came here to look for Brother Wang this time. He just wanted to ask if there are any clues to the whereabouts of King Yama?"
Wang Baishun was startled for a moment, his expression slowly tightened, he thought for a moment, then frowned and looked at Xu Ping, saying: "Brother Xu, can I ask what happened?"
The purpose of coming here was to seek help, and Xu Ping did not hesitate to tell everything about the Japanese Ninja people and the purpose of coming here.
"boom!"
Wang Baishun slammed the table and the teacup flew out, but was pulled back by a soft force.
"These bastards are so vicious. How can we allow them to behave so recklessly? I will go to the world with you. Even if I am a lonely ghost, I cannot allow them to behave so recklessly."
Wang Baishun blew his beard and stared, looking extremely angry.
After Xu Ping rescued the tea cup, when he heard Wang Baishun's words, he felt no joy in his heart, but instead felt deep worry.
If it weren't for that troublesome Yama Luoling, would it really be possible for Brother Wang to become a lonely ghost like this, and even lose his soul in the end?
"Brother Wang, don't worry. According to Zhong Kui's words, if there is an order from Yama, a large number of underworld messengers can be mobilized to go there. I can be very sure about it."
What Xu Ping wanted to do was not just to drive away the Japanese ninjas, but to completely destroy them and eradicate them all.
If not, I wouldn't have come to the underworld for this trip.
Wang Baishun pondered for a long time and said: "Zhong Kui is right this time. If you want to mobilize a large number of Yin soldiers to go to the Yang world, you must have the command of Yama, but..."
They all knew in their hearts that the Yama Ling was in the hands of the missing King of Yama and disappeared with him. His whereabouts were unknown and where could he find them.
Xu Ping said: "That's why I came to see Brother Wang to ask you if you have any clues?"
Wang Baishun shook his head: "I don't know much, but I once heard that when the world was in chaos, he wanted to go to the underworld to stabilize the world, but then he returned in vain, and then... the whole hell was gone.
His news."
Xu Ping said: "If this is the case, I'm afraid we can only settle for the next best thing."
Without the help of the Yin soldiers, if you want to destroy all the Japanese ninjas, all the mountain gates must be mobilized.
Some sects may even lose their inheritance because of this, and they may not necessarily agree.
Wang Baishun naturally thought of this. Even if he was the current leader of Maoshan, he would not be able to make this decision for a while.
If the inheritance is destroyed, he is the first-class master who deceives his teachers and destroys his ancestors.
Wang Baishun pondered for a long time, and an idea flashed in his mind, but he seemed a little embarrassed: "It's better to ask that... When we were in the underworld, the three of us had the best relationship, maybe she can know."
"who?"
Xu Ping had just asked, and when he saw Wang Baishun's face, he immediately understood who he was referring to.
but……
Since you don’t know, if she knew, then it would be a bit unsightly on top of your head!
…
More than half a step.
The first brothel, Piaoxianglou, closed down in less than half a step, leaving countless ghosts lingering in the old site of Piaoxianglou in grief, anger and remembrance, refusing to leave.
No one knows what happened in Piaoxianglou.
And Mrs. Chun from Piaoxianglou also returned to her old profession, cooking a pot of thick Meng Po soup in front of Naihe Bridge.
She transformed from a brothel madam into the old woman Meng who made her soul forget about her past life.
At this time, she arranged for a clone to stay at Naihe Bridge, while the main body was resting in the backyard of Piaoxiang Building, raising flowers and playing with cats, which was quite comfortable.
He just kept scolding a certain person who was heartless, heartless, unjust, cheated money and sex, and was as cowardly as a mouse.
The seafood sellers in Piaoxianglou were all given addresses in Pingcheng due to their meritorious service, or they were reincarnated as ladies of rich families to enjoy their happiness.
There is only an old woman left by her side to take care of her daily life.
"Girl, you haven't been out and about for many days, and I haven't seen the smile on your face for a long time."
The old woman called her Granny Zhao, and she no longer took care of her. Even Granny Meng respected her very much.
"In the past, I used to smile a lot when welcoming guests at Piaoxiang Tower to search for information, but now I don't smile anymore. Granny Zhao, please go and have a rest. You are not needed here."
Po Meng took the wooden shower head from the old woman's hand and watered the fragrant and delicate flowers.
The flowers are fragrant and the petals are gorgeous, but no one appreciates them or picks them.
"If there are flowers that can be broken, you must break them off; don't wait until there are no flowers and branches."
After Granny Zhao left, Granny Meng groaned softly, with a look of sadness on her face.
"Snapped……"
Footsteps sounded from behind again, and Granny Meng frowned slightly: "Grandma Zhao, I said I don't need you anymore, why are you back again?"
"No, girl, two acquaintances came outside and said they wanted to see you."
"No, I don't see anyone."
Po Meng was annoyed and put down the shower in her hand.
"It's him!"
Granny Zhao was just the word "he". Granny Meng shuddered and turned around suddenly, "Say it again."
"It's Mr. Wang who is here, and Mr. Xu who was here before."
Po Meng's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, her face seemed to be blooming with splendor, like a ripe peach, she straightened her expression and said: "Since Xiao Xu is here, I will see you."
Say it.
There was an inexplicable joy on his face, but he managed to control it and didn't laugh out loud.
"Let them wait in the living room."
…
Xu Ping looked at Wang Baishun, who was fidgeting across from him, and didn't make fun of him, but at this moment, he thought of someone and felt a little worried in his heart.
Since leaving Hong Kong Island, one thing has happened after another, but I have never met Lianqing.
When I go to see her at an unspecified time, it's the same as this, I have to be left alone for a while.
With longing in his heart, Xu Ping couldn't help but ask: "How long has it been since you last seen her?"
Wang Baishun sat upright and replied honestly: "I think it's been twenty or thirty years."
Xu Ping shook his head gently: "You are older than me, how can you bear it?"
At that time, Meng Po forcibly pulled the living soul of Taoist Wang from the world of heaven to the underworld, and never gave him Meng Po soup to drink, hoping to make Taoist Wang suffer the same pain of lovesickness as she did.
It is true that some little girls have a very willful mentality, but Taoist Master Wang's words and deeds do not seem to be harsh on her. On the contrary, he has not seen her in person for many years because of his anger in the past.
However, Maoshan's magic skills are extensive and profound, and it is expected that there is no way to revive the soul. However, Wang Baishun never mentioned this matter, and he was willing to live in the underworld, which was quite meaningful.
As for Po Meng, the same is expected.
In vain, she dragged Taoist Wang into the underworld, knowing that she was in the wrong, thinking that Wang Baishun was still angry with her for her misbehavior and did not want to see her.
Just like her previous plan, the two of them suffered from lovesickness, and there was no separation between yin and yang, but due to various reasons, they were unable to meet each other and let go of their past grudges.
If Xu Ping hadn't forced him this time, Wang Baishun would still have refused to come.
After waiting for a long time, until the tea in the cup was slightly cold, Wang Baishun stood up angrily and said: "I'd better leave. I'm afraid she will be annoyed with me for being unkind and unjust, and still refuses to see me, so as not to delay Brother Xu's important event because of me."
.”
"Eh!"
Xu Ping stopped him and said: "Of course we have to take care of big things, but it concerns the happiness of both of you. As my younger brother, Xu doesn't mind being the matchmaker."
"yes!"
Song Qingling glanced at Xu Ping and agreed: "Perhaps Mrs. Meng is still thinking about you, senior. If you leave, won't you break her heart again?"
She thought to herself that if something like this happened to her, she would definitely ignore it and meet the person she had longed for.
But then she thought about it, although the person she had been thinking about day and night was right in front of her, but after all, she was separated by yin and yang. After Brother Xu finished his work and left, she didn't know when she would be able to see him again.
For a moment, she admired Po Meng's courage.
Either make people love you ruthlessly, or make people remember you forever.
Wang Baishun sat down again, but he was still on pins and needles, looking far away from time to time, looking at the door, looking forward to the appearance of the figure that caught his heart, but he didn't know how to get along with the beautiful woman if she appeared.
He was scratching his head and head like a monkey, and Xu Ping couldn't help laughing.
At this time, he had clearly noticed that there had been a figure standing in the corner outside the door, but he had never entered. However, Taoist Wang was in a state of confusion, so he could not feel it.
I thought that the beauty refused to meet, and the tension and anticipation were clearly reflected on that face.
suddenly.
A figure flashed out of the door, but Po Meng could no longer wait and showed up. Wang Baishun immediately looked like an old monk in trance, looking at his nose and heart, and the palms hanging on his sides were trembling slightly.
She had obviously dressed up carefully for this meeting. She was wearing a bright silk red dress, a pair of embroidered shoes, and a rare application of rouge and gouache. As she walked, a scent of fragrance came over her.
Xu Ping immediately stood up to greet him, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Wang Baishun still as steady as a mountain, sitting still and drinking tea strategically, his hands shaking so much.
He almost stopped laughing, and then he straightened his face and said, "I don't know whether I should call you Mother Chun, Mrs. Meng Po, or...sister-in-law."
"Hao Ci..."
The tea cup in Wang Baishun's hand fell to the ground and smashed to pieces. He still kept drinking tea and raised his hand hollowly in the air.
After a long while, he smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, my hand slipped."
But when he spoke, he still didn't dare to raise his head. Instead, he seemed to be apologizing for the broken tea cup. Song Qingling couldn't help it and burst out laughing.
Xu Ping shook his head and looked at Po Meng again, but saw that her expression changed slightly. But Xu Ping looked at her and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, just call me Sister Chun."
Mrs. Meng didn't even look at Wang Baishun, but walked straight past him. She sat on the main seat and looked sideways at Xu Ping, saying, "Xiao Xu is also sitting. I'm here this time. What's the matter? Is there any sister who can help?"
Xu Ping nodded and said, "I won't go into details. I just came here to ask, Sister Chun, do you know any clues about the whereabouts of King Yama?"
Po Meng paused and said, "I know."
Xu Ping was immediately overjoyed, and Wang Baishun on the side suddenly raised his head and looked at her for some unknown reason.
At this glance, he was immersed in it, and the thoughts in his mind suddenly returned to nothingness. For a moment, he was stunned.
Mrs. Meng bit her lower lip lightly, resisting the temptation to look away. She just looked at Xu Ping and said, "But I don't know much, and I can only guess. There may be a clone of him within half a step. As for the other things,
I don’t know anything anymore.”
Doppelgänger...
Xu Ping asked: "Sister Chun, do you know where his clone is at this time?"
Po Meng was silent for a moment and shook her head: "Although half a step is not very big, there are hundreds of thousands of ghosts in it. I don't know where his clone is?"
Hear this.
Xu Ping couldn't help but frown, feeling a little strange in his heart.
Since King Yama has a clone in the underworld, why doesn't he show up? Is it really related to Zhong Kui, as Wang Baishun said?