A guide to getting rich

Chapter 1816 Meng Jiao'e!
Ling'er nodded: "Naihe Bridge by the Wangchuan River, Meng Jiao'e under the Naihe Bridge!"

Meng Jiaoe?Chu Yan had only heard the legends, but there was a Meng Po sitting under the bridge, she was an ugly old woman, how could she become Meng Jiao'e again?

Ling'er rolled her eyes and said, "Can't someone be called Meng Jiao'e? Even if she is ugly and old, can't her name be beautiful?"

Chu Yan shrugged, "Never mind her, what does it have to do with me?"

Ling'er ignored him, and continued: "But I heard that the current Po Meng is a beauty. It's strange to say that there are generally good-looking girls who are willing to be Po Meng. They cook soup and medicine all day long, day after day. , Year after year, what's the point? It's better to reincarnate."

"There is always a reason. There is nothing in the world without a reason." Chu Yan said lightly, and caught a glimpse of a slender figure.

Dressed in palace women's attire, combing the hair of a harem concubine, just a back view made his heart tremble suddenly.

In his heart, there has always been a person, a woman he has never seen with his own eyes, but only seen in a few portraits.

This back view is exactly the same as the painting he kept in his heart.

Ling'er muttered, "Meng Jiao'e's clothes are so pretty, and her hair is well combed. I don't know what era the clothes are from."

Chu Yan didn't seem to hear Linger's words, and walked towards Naihe Bridge.

He walked behind Granny Meng step by step, stopped at a distance from Granny Meng, and stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure.

Ling'er rushed to his side and pulled him hard: "Are you crazy? Po Meng is not a ghost messenger. Her magic power is much higher than that of ghosts. If you appear in front of her like this, she can see you at a glance."

Ling'er pulled her to leave, but Chu Yan stood there like a stake, motionless.

Granny Meng, who was delivering soup to the ghosts in line, suddenly stopped her movements, and her slender figure turned around slowly like a machine.

Xiao Ling was in a hurry, and was about to cast a spell to take Chu Yan away, but Po Meng had already said, "Since you're here, why do you have to leave?"

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Ling's fingers holding the formula froze, unable to move at all.

Granny Meng finally turned around, and her eyes met the young man who was staring at her blankly.

The cold smile on Granny Meng's face suddenly froze.

Chu Yan was also shocked. The face in front of him was clearly the same as the face in that portrait.

Even the clothes are exactly the same.

He was just an ordinary person, he could only see this face, this familiar yet plausible face.

But Meng Po has been in this underworld for hundreds of years, with powerful mana, and a pair of eyes that can see through the past and present of the soul.

She opened her mouth, her cherry red lips trembling slightly, she wanted to say something, but couldn't.

For 700 years, she refused to enter reincarnation, refused to reincarnate, and tried everything to stay, wasn't it for this moment?

"Why, how—" She only said five words, and she couldn't say anything after that.

What should I say, I don't know where to start.

"Why are you here?" Chu Yan asked suddenly.

Po Meng smiled wryly, and shook her head lightly: "It's nothing, if you want to be here, here it is."

Ling'er was dumbfounded, they actually knew each other?how can that be?Po Meng has existed here for 700 years, how could she know Chu Yan?

Chu Yan didn't believe it: "Why are you wearing the palace dress of the Chu Kingdom? Why are you wearing Concubine Chu's hair in a bun, and why——by the Naihe Bridge?" He didn't believe that there would be anyone in the world who would be willing to be Meng Po. Who would be willing to do such a boring job? Do hundreds of years?

(End of this chapter)