Dress up and fight!

Chapter 595

Po Meng wanted to flip the table on the spot: Who told this dry ghost that she was full of soup, and she hasn't let this dry ghost spit out the soup for herself!

But it was impossible to spit it out, Po Meng could only watch as Jin Qing's soul became more solidified, but Jin Qing's memory did not fly into the Sansheng Stone at all.

Later, the unwilling Po Meng 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 there was no trace of Jin Qing , as if this person was just a shadow of nothingness.

It wasn't until then that Po Meng knew for sure that this dry ghost that appeared out of thin air really had no past and present lives.

It was also from then on that Po Meng began to be silently wary of Jin Qing.

After confirming that Po Meng really didn't know how to make soup for herself, Jin Qing walked back to Naihe Bridge and sat on the handrail of the bridge in a daze.

Not many people passed by the uppermost floor of the Naihe Bridge today, so Jin Qing can easily see the situation of the lower two floors through the transparent ground.There are very few ghosts walking on the top floor. They have done a lot of good deeds and accumulated a lot of blessings for themselves. These ghosts seem to be shrouded in a layer of colorful rays of light. They walk across the bridge smoothly with smiles on their faces. Let down the emotions of one's life, and cast a good pregnancy in the next life.

The middle layer had the largest number of people, without any aura around them, and each ghost had a numb expression. After walking across the bridge, each of them felt a sense of relief, as if this life was too hard, and they were finally able to relax.

The number of people at the bottom is more than the number at the top. Their bodies are covered with black evil spirit, some of them are shaped like drops of ink, and some of them are trying to fly away with their fangs and claws.

Even though they desperately don't want to go up the bridge, they can't stand the strength of the ghost messengers. They can only be driven by the ghost messengers behind them, and they grit their teeth and move up the bridge step by step. Every step they take, they will let out painful wails. , as if stepping on the tip of the knife step by step.

It was not until after crossing the bridge that the ghost guards forcefully poured a bowl of Mengpo soup with a hook, forcing them to affect their whole lives, and they forgot all the people and things they hated the most.
Hua Shang over there is still sitting and recording in the notebook. As a ghost messenger, she doesn't need to rest in the first place, and even if Hua Shang is given time to rest, she doesn't know where she can go.

Like the human world, the underworld also has its own market and various entertainment venues. These things were burned by the people in Yangjian when they worshiped their ancestors, and some were developed and constructed by the reincarnated ghosts for various reasons. of.

After a long time, it has become a good place for ghosts to relax.

There are good incense candles over there. Although Jin Qing is a tasker, after entering this world in the underworld, her body has started to follow the Romans. When she smells other people eating incense candles, she will also feel hungry. This feeling makes her feel hungry. She is really drunk, why doesn't she feel hungry in the system space!
Hearing Jin Qing's doubts, 707 hurriedly jumped out to show his presence: "Host, that's because of the protection mechanism of the system space for the host. Think about it, when you were in Tianwaitian, didn't you also want to eat? all the same!"

Seeing Jin Qing nodding his head suddenly realized, 707 felt very relieved: since when did its host communicate so well.

Who would have thought that before 707 finished expressing its emotions, it would almost choke to death on Jin Qing's next sentence: "Hasn't it been a long time since we went to Tianwaitian?"

707 suddenly wanted to slap himself dizzily: Make your mouth cheap.
Finding that 707 stopped talking, Jin Qing didn't continue talking about this matter. Even if she was going to Tianwaitian, it would be a matter of waiting for her to return to the system space. Her first priority now is to fill her stomach first.

It's not that Jin Qing doesn't want to find a place to spend money, but she's really short of cash: she's really poor!
Jin Qing suspected that he was cursed by the god of poverty, otherwise how could he have been poor from the last world to this world.

The money of these ghosts is basically obtained from the paper money burned by people in Yangjian when they worshiped their ancestors.

And the salaries of the ghost messengers who eat the underworld are naturally rich, but poor Jin Qing, who doesn't even have a place to get money, naturally has no way to buy food for himself, this is simply starving kill her!

There are actually some things you can eat in the underworld, the key is that you don’t need money, such as those ghosts who are too black to 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 big pot of Meng Po soup, which is actually the most convenient to eat.

Although Jin Qing can't accept the cooking method of this Mengpo soup, the taste is very attractive to her.

To be honest, Jin Qing has never seen a person who can boil soup so casually and taste so delicious.

Po Meng's soup is very simple. Every day when she comes 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 put these collected tears of different colors into the soup as soup primer.

In the end, he wiped his hands hard on his eyes, pulled out a few tears abruptly, and then rinsed the hands that were stained with tears in the pot, and the soup was considered ready.
The recipe of Mengpo soup made Jin Qing very speechless, but what was even worse was that even after seeing the whole process of making Mengpo soup, she still wanted to drink this soup very much!

In fact, Meng Po is very casual no matter what she does.

When there was no one on the bridge yesterday, Jin Qing saw her quietly grab a blackened ghost and throw it into the pot to rinse and eat!

Jin Qing sighed, this kind of ghost who has done too many crimes is not protected by the ghost messengers at all, and even in private they are used as snacks for the ghosts.
Just as Jin Qing was sitting on the bridge in a daze, thinking about how to find something to eat from the underworld, he saw a long, white hand stretched out in front of him, holding a pen with light blue light in it. .

Jin Qing raised his head, facing Hua Shang's expressionless face, Jin Qing looked at Hua Shang suspiciously, not understanding what the other party was doing for giving him a pen.

Hua Shang met Jin Qing's face, pursed his lips lightly, and said lightly: "I'm tired, if you have nothing to do, can you record 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 in heart, she is not stupid, and she has a strong sense of the outside world. She has long since discovered this little ghost who has been lingering on the Naihe Bridge, and found that this little ghost has been staring at her.

(End of this chapter)