Dress up and fight!

Chapter 607

Jin Zeqing looked at the huge spoon in front of her, and blinked suspiciously: How could she not know that Po Meng would move so fast!
At this time, Po Meng was standing in front of Hua Shang, covering Hua Shang firmly behind her back, and at the same time coldly looked at Luo Xue who sank to the bottom after thumping twice in the Wangchuan River: "Looking for death!" On the bridge, she was the ruler. After contemptuously contempt for Luoxue's remnant soul, Po Meng squinted at Jin Qing who was standing beside her, staring at her: Well, this is a special situation!
Hua Shang looked at the sparkling river with a look of despair.

Po Meng turned around and carefully checked whether Hua Shang was injured by Luo Xue.

Hua Shang came back to his senses, and smiled lightly at Granny Meng: "Grandma, I'm fine!"

Seeing that Hua Shang was indeed fine, Po Meng seemed relieved.

Granny Meng raised her hand that wasn't holding the spoon, as if she wanted to pat Hua Shang's shoulder, but she put it down again, and only clenched a fist at her side, nodding coldly at Hua Shang. Nodding: "It's fine."

Seeing Hua Shang salute to him respectfully, Po Meng walked down the bridge carrying the spoon without looking back.

But Jin Qing found that Po Meng's footsteps seemed a little staggering.
Seeing this, Jin Qing slightly raised his eyebrows: There seems to be a story!

707: No task is as attractive as gossip.

With the opening of the barrier, the Naihe Bridge returned to normal, and countless ghosts with special looks and incomplete bodies rushed to the bridge, preparing to cross the bridge and re-enter reincarnation.

Due to the obsession with life, their bodies still maintain the appearance before death.

Some of these ghosts have mutilated bodies, some have mutilated limbs, some have incomplete heads, some even have their bodies torn apart, or are crushed like a thin photo.

The Naihe Bridge is a point of no return, because it can only go forward and cannot turn back.

Looking at these grotesque ghosts, Jin Qing showed a relaxed look after letting go of his obsessions. Even the broken appearance just now returned to its original normal appearance, and he was very entangled in his heart: should I also have a pot of soup? Try drinking it, how do you think whoever drinks this soup will be happy!
Sensing Jin Qing's thoughts, 707: "..." You have such a heartless character, even if you drink Po Meng, it's useless, okay?
Jin Qing watched Granny Meng cooking soup over there, and sneezed
Suddenly feeling hungry, Jin Qing rubbed his stomach, and was about to find Jizo to grab some food when he heard two black and white impermanent talking in the distance.

No. N Heiwuchang: "Do you think Mrs. Meng's soup is getting better and better!"

No. N+1 Bai Wuchang: "Yeah, it's really getting more and more delicious. I still remember that when this Mrs. Meng just learned how to make soup, she really spoiled a lot of good things."

Hei Wuchang: "That's right. At that time, the old Meng Po had just gone to reincarnate, and the new Meng Po didn't know what sadness was. The soup at that time was said to be worse than swill. I remember there was a ghost who was about to reincarnate. Meng Poting hugged Meng Po's thigh and begged, saying that she was a gourmet and that she would rather be thrown into the [-]th hell than force herself to eat such a bowl of soup."

Bai Wuchang replied with a grin: "No, who would have thought that the rumor that the best soup in the world is only the soup that adds the sad tears of Meng Po's heartbreak is true! The soup of Mrs. Meng , turned out to be overnight, and it's not in vain for her to turn herself into a daughter in vain."

Before Bai Wuchang finished speaking, Hei Wuchang covered his mouth: "You have lived enough, it's all right to talk about Meng Po soup, but you can actually say more about Mrs. Meng's private affairs."

Hearing Hei Wuchang's admonition, Bai Wuchang nodded nervously, indicating that he understood: I was so carried away that I even talked about Granny Meng's private affairs. This really let Mrs. Meng know, the two of them Not to mention whether the job of the ghost messenger can be kept, it is estimated that it will be difficult to even save his life.

After that, the two looked around nervously, and when they found that there was no one, they closed their mouths tightly, and walked quickly towards the ten halls of the underworld.

And secretly praying in my heart: Don't let Mrs. Meng find out!

Unfortunately, only half of their prayers came true.

Before the two of them could take a few steps, they were blocked in a corner.

Black and white impermanence was very anxious, with a confused and shocked look on his face. In the underworld, there are really not many people who dare to intercept ghost messengers so openly, well, not at all!
But as long as the opponent does this, no matter what reason the opponent blocks you, you may not be able to beat the opponent
707: Know current affairs, good boy.

It's not like they are underestimating their own identities, as if they are just stating a fact.

After sighing, Black and White Wuchang looked at each other, then lowered their heads in unison, clasped their fists together, and bowed to Jin Qing who was blocking him: "My lord!"

Although I am very unfamiliar with this dry ghost with extremely abnormal body proportions, all kinds of rumors have been flying all over the sky a while ago.
For example, the hoarse game played by the high-level people who sealed the bridge, and the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva would inexplicably start searching for food, and even contacted the Taishan Mansion Lord who had not spoken for [-] years, which made them feel that this is the A legendary monster that overturns the ecosystem of the underworld.

The two had some doubts about Jin Qing's identity and origin, but they respected this woman who had nothing to do except eating and drinking at the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's side every day, squatting on the bridge to watch the excitement. Of course, this kind of respect was a bit passive. .

After all, the other party was a follower of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, so they couldn't afford to provoke them.

707: "."

Hearing the other party call her lord, Jin Qing tapped her lips: It's been a long time since she heard such a title, after all, she hasn't been an official for a long, long time.

Looking at Black and White Wuchang, after calling "Adult", there is no other words.

Jin Qing grinned at them suddenly: "Come on, tell me the story of Po Meng!",

Black and White Wuchang glanced at each other quietly: How could this person like to watch the excitement so much!

In Meng Po Pavilion.

Po Meng is cooking soup seriously, it seems that this is the only thing in her life.

Jin Qing quietly walked to Po Meng's side, staring at Po Meng's chest seriously: If what the two impermanent ghosts said is true, then where did these two things come from.Why is it plumper than Lao Tzu's!
Thinking of this, Jin Qing lowered her head and quietly looked at her chest, but she didn't expect that her chest was so empty that she could directly see the back of her feet.

Jin Qing: "." In fact, this is also good, there are not so many burdens, and there is no need to buy underwear.
707: "Hehe" just hug your washboard and comfort yourself!

(End of this chapter)