Dress up and fight!

Chapter 630

This kind of hesitation makes Hua Shang fall into deep self-blame, in fact, she doesn't know who she loves now, she only knows that she is very sad now.

Jinqing looked at Huashang who hung her head silently in front of her. There was no change on her face, but a dark light was brewing in her hand that was not holding a mace. She was not a savior. Under God's Forbidden Emotions, it's about a balance, saving a life, taking a life, as a deal is fair.

Hua Shang knew what Jin Qing meant, she lowered her head and looked sadly at Meng Qi in her arms, then raised her head to look at Jin Qing: "Can I ask you one more thing!"

Forbidden eyes flashed, she didn't say anything, she just smashed the black light ball in her hand towards her mace, in just an instant, the mace in her hand was completely changed, and there was no silvery cold light in the past, Instead, it turned into a black body, but there was no sense of disobedience, and it smashed directly at Hua Shang's Tianling Gai.

Immediately after that, the whole underworld trembled, and the palaces of the ten halls of Yama collapsed at the same time. Everyone only felt a soft "boo" next to their ears, and before they had time to react and panic, they lost consciousness at the same time.

Ksitigarbha, who was listening daily, only felt a cleverness, and then subconsciously knelt down on the ground, unable to hold back that expressionless Bodhisattva face anymore, his five sense organs twisted together in horror, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably After a long time, he stood up with the help of Di Ting who was also dizzy.

Dizang looked nervously at Di Ting: "Was that just now?!"

Di Ting listened carefully to the voice, then stood up with two hind legs humanely, made a waving motion with one hand on his hips and the other, with the canine teeth sticking out, showing a fierce look.

Dizang's face twitched, and he asked very uncertainly: "Did she really do it?!" Isn't that ancestor still asleep, and what happened.

Di Ting landed on all fours, and gave Dizang a soft "huh" to show his confirmation.

Then Di Ting bent down and carefully shrunk herself into a ball, shivering constantly.

He felt as if someone gave him a warning look in his consciousness just now, which made him feel bad all over.

At the same time, Listening Truth was a little puzzled. He remembered that he had heard three voices in this soul, and now two voices have been revealed. Who is the other one?

Dizang watched Di Ting lying on the side and pretended to be dead, and he was so shocked that he didn't even dare to go out to see what happened outside.

After all, he is just a doppelgänger. Although the slogan "Hell is not empty, I swear not to become a Buddha" is loud, but if I really go out and poke my head, I can't see anything clearly. It's strange that I'm gone, and my life will be better. It would be embarrassing to see the main body in the future.

If fate is bad, he probably will explain here.

Thinking of this, Ksitigarbha sat back on the futon with a solemn expression on his face: Although he is unwilling to go out to check the situation and make decisions for the underworld, he will die with dignity even if he dies.

Di Ting looked at Dizang: "." You really have to open the passage to the outside!
In fact, what Ksitigarbha was worried about did not happen, because the forbidden feeling of getting what he wanted had simply gone away.

years later

The Naihe Bridge was still noisy, and the ghost messengers were maintaining order, staring at the ghosts drinking Meng Po soup.

The slender and strong Meng Qi, wearing his linen robe that never changed for ten thousand years, was concentrating on making soup.

Just as Jin Qing had promised, the moment Hua Shang disappeared, Meng Qi's injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's a pity that Hua Shang didn't see this scene until he disappeared completely.

And after that incident, overnight, it seemed that everyone in the underworld had forgotten the existence of Hua Shang and Jin Qing, and even the table and chair that Hua Shang used to record in the past disappeared.

Ksitigarbha is the only one among all the people who has not been sealed with forbidden feelings. When he occasionally sees Meng Qi, he will always sigh softly: the seal from the ancient gods, it is estimated that it will not be sealed until the day Meng Qi's life disappears. untie.

However, I don't know if it was Meng Qi's luck or misfortune.

Occasionally, Meng Qi would subconsciously raise his head and look across the bridge while making soup. For some reason, he always felt that there should be a person sitting there, and there was a story there, a story that was closely related to him, a story that was hard to remember. , but he just couldn't remember anything.

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Meng Qi frowned and looked at the soup he made in doubt: This is not right. According to the tradition, only a woman with feelings can make real Meng Po soup. When did the soup become like this?

Meng Qi didn't think he would have feelings for anything. He hadn't been enough of being a Meng Po, so he didn't want to rush himself into a dead end.

At this time, a strange singing of a ghost came from a distance.

Last year, a visitor from Dongting in Gaoqiu presented me with two sycamores.

The hand planted Donggao in the first ten days, and the red buds grew angry and broke off.

This year's spring is full of flowers and branches, and the clouds and the sun are dependent on each other.

The prime minister arrives in the city of red clusters of fire, and the ministers return on a sunny day.

At that time, he was reserved and beautiful, which made me annoyed by him.

It seems that the children and grandchildren are still expected to come back and chat to entertain my elders.

Who knows that the mud and sand are scattered and scattered, and the rain swallows the clouds and sorrows and sighs together.

Although the sound of the willow-colored warbler is still there, the bees and butterflies will fall into whose house.

No one picks up the fragrance and falling powder, and the ghost of the dream wandering cannot return.

Planting trees and thinking of Guo Luotuo in emptiness, loneliness because of sadness Luoyang Mo.

Sitting alone in the thatched cottage and seeing the autumn wind, I believe that my family's talk is empty.

Ande is a famous painter in the world, and Qianqu moved into the painting.

Before the song fell, Meng Qi's tears rushed out of his eyes!

The ghost messenger who was closest to Meng Qi was taken aback. He rushed over and asked Meng Qi with concern, "My lord, what's wrong with you!"

Meng Qi covered his face with one hand, and waved to the ghost messenger with the other to indicate that he was fine.

Meng Qi didn't know why he had such a strong reaction to a song, but when he just heard it, he only felt his heart hurt.

Seeing Meng Qi's appearance, the ghost messenger was so frightened that he didn't dare to leave, but just waited beside him.

It took Meng Qi a long time to regain consciousness, and asked the ghost messenger, "Who is this, who dares to sing beside my Naihe Bridge?"

The ghost guard looked around and turned to Meng Qi and said, "This man has a deep personality. He has been here since the Ming Dynasty. Because he likes to drink and often misses things, he has not been promoted. He only runs errands on and off the bridge and does odd jobs. What!"

Feeling that he had regained his composure, Meng Qi let out a long breath: "What ditty is he singing?"

The ghost messenger hurried back: "When I listen to him bragging on weekdays, I seem to say that this is a song composed by himself, and the name seems to be "Hua Shang"!"

(End of this chapter)