Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 1487

He thought about it all night.

He couldn't stay in Baihua Village any longer, there was her shadow everywhere here, and her every frown and smile was always in his heart.

the next day.

It was just dawn.

He left a book and left.

He is going to the capital. Since that is the place where he was born, he should go there to find opportunities. Since his father died for the crown prince, he will work under the crown prince's account. Let the prince rehabilitate his family.

He went to the capital with the few silver taels he had, and started as the prince's servant.

However, the prince's luck was always so bad, the old emperor was seriously ill, and everyone thought the prince was going to ascend the throne.

The emperor came back to life.

A wave of purges began in North Korea.

When he delivered a letter for the people under the prince's family, he was captured and killed as a traitor.

What a shame!
Now it's all right, they all died for the prince.

He is ashamed of his parents who rescued him and raised him.

Meng Zhuo's ghost smiled wryly, thinking wildly about his own life, how should he be judged when he comes to the judge like this?

I am obviously confused.

He looked ahead, the team of wandering souls was extremely long, and finally, he got on the Styx Bridge.

He couldn't help but look down at the water of the Styx River. There was lifeless black water flowing under the bridge, which looked as thick as ink and was silent.

I heard that if you fall into the Styx River, if you don’t have merits to protect you, the dead soul will be melted away by the Styx River water, turning into a part of the Styx River water, flowing in the underworld all day long, and there will be no chance of rebirth.

Meng Zhuo was a little distracted, and stayed on the bridge for a while, when the ghosts behind rushed forward and squeezed him down.

Meng Zhuo screamed "Ah" and fell down.

The guarded ghost envoy snorted coldly with disdain, every year a few curious ghosts fall down, it's not surprising, this is fate!
The moment Meng Zhuo was about to fall to the surface of the water, a bright light flashed under the bridge, sucking Meng Zhuo over, and soon, a black air rushed out from the bottom of the bridge, heading straight to the sky above the underworld.

The ghost emissary was taken aback and didn't understand what was going on. Not long after, there was a "bang" sound from under the bridge, and the Styx River water rolled up, and the ghost emissary who was looking at it was swept down, turning into a part of the Styx River water. .

Many wandering souls instinctively floated down from the bridge. After waiting for a long while, they didn't hear any more movement before walking on the bridge again.

Everything was so peaceful, as if nothing happened.

After a while.

A slender woman led a young maidservant in Tsing Yi over.

The ghostly body of the little maidservant in green was solid, she looked like a person with meritorious deeds, she jumped into the river, and cried out "ahhh".

"Girl, come and see, why has the soul-dividing mirror turned black again? Isn't it almost healed a few days ago? Why has it changed now, how can I explain to Guanzhu Qi?"

The slender woman was Qin Ya, she hurriedly called out: "Bring it here, let me have a look."

The young maidservant in Tsing Yi hastily lifted up the mirror.

Qin Ya saw that it had really become extremely dark, and it was no different from when it was just hung up.

But a few days ago, when she came to see it in person, she also saw that the mirror was very bright, and after hanging it for a few days, the aura recovered, why did it change its appearance again today.

Qin Ya was extremely depressed. Looking at the wandering spirits floating on the bridge, she probably couldn't ask anything. She searched left and right for ghosts but they couldn't find them, so she had no choice but to stomp her feet and leave.

This year is really eventful!
(End of this chapter)