I walked the Huangquan Road, crossed the Naihe Bridge, drank Meng Po Soup, watched the flowers on the other side, and entered reincarnation again to end my fate."
Meng Po's soup has reached the bottom, and those who have not yet reincarnated have just finished drinking it. Before the next round of people who are about to enter reincarnation comes, Meng Po's soup will still be full.
Hua Ling: "Meng Po Meng Po!"
Po Meng lowered her head and boiled the soup, "Why did you show your true form again?"
Hua Ling is a flower spirit from the other side, and she is the only one who has been cultivated. Hua Ling's clothes are red.
Hua Ling tilted her head and asked curiously, "Mother Meng, why didn't that man just drink soup?"
Po Meng: "You are obsessed with men and women, don't you see enough of them here? He is one of them."
"Foolish men and resentful women..." Hua Ling muttered softly, "Obviously he can live to be seventy years old in the next life, but because of a bowl of soup, he can only live to be fifty years old. Obviously according to that person's evil deeds, he can live to the age of fifty.
He belongs to a noble family, but because of a bowl of soup... oh, so stupid!"
Po Meng: "How can a little flower girl like you understand the hurt of love and the tiredness of love?"
Hua Ling was dissatisfied, "What? Po Meng, you look down on me!"
There was a smile on Mrs. Meng's face. Her soup was boiled again and she took it out. "The crazy men and women in the world, reincarnation goes back and forth, taking up a large part of it. If you are used to it, you will get used to it."
Hua Ling walked up to her and said dissatisfiedly, "I'm not used to it!"
Po Meng was silent.
Hua Ling: "Mother Meng, I also want to fall in love, I also want to have a taste of love!"
Po Meng: "Then who do you want to talk to? What kind of person do you want to talk to?"
Hua Ling thought for a while, reviewing all the people who came here to reincarnate, "Me, I want to fall in love with the general!"
Po Meng's hand paused.
Hua Ling continued, "Well... there are also... the doctor who hangs the pot to save the world, the master with a black belly, and the knight who walks around!"
Po Meng: “What are these words?”
The words "Hua Ling" have been here for a long time. I have learned some of them by watching those who have entered reincarnation.
But it is also limited. For example, if she is fragrant with books, she will not be able to use it when carrying a sword to the end of the world.
Po Meng: "Little girl, you are quite greedy. Others want one, but you want four?"
Hua Ling nodded, "Yes, yes, I want four of them! I think those crazy men and women are all in pairs. I don't want them. Since I'm in love, I want more, many, many, many.
!”
Po Meng shook her head, filled another bowl of soup and put it there.
"Then where do you want to go to talk to these people?"
Hua Ling: "The human world!" Since you are looking for someone to fall in love with, of course you want someone in the human world.
Po Meng nodded, "Then go."
Hua Ling's eyes lit up, "Meng Po, do you agree?"
Po Meng: "Go ahead, whoever falls in love with you is the fate of that person."
Hua Ling smiled, "Sisters, I'm leaving!"
Bianhua responded with a voice, "Where are you going?"
"Go to the human world and fall in love!"
"Then he's going to tell us a story when he comes back!"
"Alright, definitely!"
Looking at the disappearing light and shadow of the flower spirit, Po Meng sighed, the next batch of people entering reincarnation are coming.
"Walked the Huangquan Road, crossed the Naihe Bridge, drank Meng Po Soup, and watched the flowers on the other side..."
When the flowers are blooming, there are no leaves, and when the leaves are blooming, there are no flowers. This is Manzhu Shahua, the other shore flower.
When Hua Ling came to the human world for the first time, she was full of curiosity. She looked left and right, "It turns out that this is the human world! It's so beautiful! There are so many colors!"
Not only that, all the people were not as dull as the people she had seen before who were about to enter reincarnation. They were very, um, spiritual.
Vendor: "Hey, girl, do you want to buy rouge and gouache?"
Hua Ling stepped forward, "Rouge and gouache?"
Vendor: "Yes, yes, the girl is so beautiful, and with the things I have here, she will be even more stunning!"
Hua Ling picked up the thing and looked at it. In the end, she didn't understand what it was. However, what he just said must be related to his face, right?
Vendor: "Take a look, girl, just take a look."
Hua Ling: "Will this thing make me beautiful?"
The vendor looked at her and smiled, "Is she not a local? Her hometown must be far away from here, right?"
Hua Ling blinked, "Well, it's quite far!"
It's very far away, not even in the human world...
The vendor smiled and said, "Hey, girl, I'll give you a box of this, and think of it as a gift to welcome you to our place."
Hua Ling was very happy, "Really? You are so kind! I wish you go to hell as soon as possible and enter reincarnation!"
The smile on the vendor's face froze, "Girl, where have I offended you? You want to curse me like this!"
Hua Ling was confused, "Curse you? I didn't..."
Vendor: "Then what unfavorable words did you say to me here? I was so kind as to give you a box of rouge just now!"
Hua Ling thought about what she just said and wondered, "When I said I wish you an early reincarnation, was I scolding you?"
The vendor was a little angry, and the smile on his face had disappeared, but the flower spirit did not pay attention to his words and continued to talk to himself, "When you enter reincarnation, you can be born again, and your human origins will undergo some changes.
People with high moral character will invest in a good fortune. I think you are very good, so I wish you such blessings. How can you say that I am scolding you?"
The hawker was so angry that he really didn't know where he had offended this girl. "Where did you read this storybook from? It's ridiculous! What else are we humans, so who are you?"
Hua Ling blinked and smiled, "I'm a flower, I'm pretty!"
Vendor: Although you look pretty good, you don’t praise yourself so shamelessly, right?
The vendor snorted and said disdainfully, "How dare I ask the girl what kind of flower you are?"
Hua Ling happily replied, "I am the flower from the other side!"
Vendor: "What the hell?"
The vendor thought she was going to say something like peony, peony, tulip, foxtail grass, or something like that, but he didn't expect that what she said was a type that she had never heard of before.
Hawker: "Never heard of it, from your hometown?"
Hua Ling nodded, "Yes, we are quite a sight there."
The hawker didn't want to talk to her anymore, "Oh, please leave quickly, don't hinder my business."
The flower spirit is annoying people without realizing it, and keeps saying things like wishing people to enter reincarnation as soon as possible.
The hawker finally couldn't help it anymore, "You're such a vicious girl, I won't give you rouge anymore! I want to buy it with silver! If you want to buy it for half the price of others, I'll charge you a piece of silver!"
How does Hua Ling know the price of silver, and how does she know the value of silver? "What is silver?"
The hawker was impatient and waved her away, but Hua Ling stood there stupidly and refused to leave. The hawker had no choice but to take out his own money and said, "Hey, look at it, this is silver, money. Only with this, can you live in this capital."
Live and have what you want. You must not have it, right? If you don’t have it, leave quickly! Don’t hinder my business here!”
Hua Ling listened to these words carefully, her eyes bright. With this thing, can she have what she wants?