Shushan Wushen

Chapter 50 Tang Chen Sends the Pot to Po Meng as a God

"what?"

"Hey!"

Yan Luo and Judge Cui Fujun's expressions changed drastically, rubbing, rubbing.Leaping down the Danchi, rubbing the bronze and wooden doors with red eyes.Muttering in his mouth: "It's too precious. It's too precious."

Mr. Cui Fu looked at Tang Chen with embarrassment and guilt, and deeply clenched his fists: "Tang Chen, don't blame me for being rude. Please forgive me."

"Sit down and talk! Sit down and have a good chat. Come to Tang Chen, the underworld has the best Pluto Soul tea. Let's try it together. Come, come, come." Yan Luo kindly offered his hand.

Tang Chen remained calm, and greeted with a smile.He was invited to Danchi.

Guishuai Fan Wujiu murmured to himself with fiery eyes, "My lord. Not bad. I hugged my big thick legs this time, Lao Fan."

Senluo Palace, above Danchi.That is where only Yan Luo and Judge Cui Fujun can set foot.Zhong Kuigui is a monarch, so he is not qualified to set foot in it.A symbol of noble status.

Yan Luo and Mr. Cui Fu smiled pleasantly, invited each other attentively, and gave Pluto Soul tea with their own hands.Tang Chen saw it, and responded calmly: "Master Yan Luo, I wonder if you are satisfied with this bronze wooden gate?"

"Satisfied! Satisfied! I am very satisfied. The rest of the bronze wooden gate. I can't let you suffer. All of them will be exchanged for green gold. How about it?" The useless green gold in Yan Luo's eyes is not very attractive to Tang Chen.Tang Chen pictured Xiuxiu.

"Exchange and gifts are not so important in the eyes of our Shushan nobles. The important thing is that I, Tang Chen, can get the approval of Yan Wang. I am Tang Chen, Yan Wang, and Cui Fujun. We are friends, and we are good friends. It's the most important thing. Isn't it?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Hahaha, what Tang Chen says is what I like to hear from Old Cui. Yes! We are friends. Good friends." Mr. Cui's smile became brighter and brighter. "Old Cui's words are not comprehensive. This is the friendship between me in the underworld and Shushan!" Yan Luo, Cui Fujun, cooperated closely with Tang Chenxu and Wei Snake.Playing haha ​​enthusiastically.

Pluto Soul Tea is a specialty of the underworld.No one knows the secret method of frying.The fragrance is overflowing.Tang Chen picked up the gaiwan, sipped it lightly, and exclaimed, "Good tea! Good tea!"

"It's okay to exchange it with Pluto's soul tea. It's just that the quantity is really not too much. It can't be equal." Yan Luo took the opportunity to make another suggestion.

Tang Chen couldn't help smiling.It felt like he had caught Yan Luo's weakness.Gently lower the tureen.Jian also whetted the appetite of Yan Luo and Cui Fujun.Asked calmly: "I know Lord Yan Luo is in urgent need of bronze wooden doors, but I also inadvertently learned that Lord Yan Luo seems to have a good eye for Guihuang Xiuxiu. Can you tell me more."

"Ah~." Yan Wang and Cui Fujun looked at each other and smiled wryly, Yan Wang shook his head and said nothing, Cui Fujun said.

"Mr. Tang Chen, to be honest, Guihuang Xiuxiu will not stay in the underworld for long. If Master Xiuxiu can strengthen the connection with the original star, she will naturally go back into reincarnation. However, the ghost clan is declining, I thought Relying on Master Xiuxiu to make up my face for Sen Luo Dian. Unexpectedly, I was slapped in the face by Luo Que Ming Beast!"

"It's really embarrassing. It's really embarrassing! It's embarrassing! It's embarrassing!"

Tang Chen sighed as if putting himself in the ground.With a sad face.Yan Luo and Cui Fujun couldn't help being taken aback.Immediately blushed like an eggplant.Eggplant after autumn.The sauce is purple and dry.

"Shame! Absolute shame! Shame and shame! Brother Yan Luo, how about I, Tang Chen, venting my anger for you?"

"Uh?"

"Ok?"

"Brother Tang Chen, tell me quickly. Is there any way? I am all ears." Yan Luo and Cui Fujun's eyes suddenly lit up.He got closer to Tang Chen.Although doubtful.However, there is always a turnaround in this matter.

Tang Chen smiled brightly: "For the sake of our friendship between Shushan and Hades. I, Tang Chen, would like to go to the Luoque Nether Beast Clan. It's like this..."

Tang Chen whispered, Yan Luo approached, and Mr. Cui Fu guarded his surroundings vigilantly.

After a long time, Tang Chen and Yan Luo finished their confession.Turn around and leave.Yan Luo and Cui Fujun's eyes lit up, and they rubbed their hands excitedly.Looking at Tang Chen's leaving back.

He solemnly said: "Tang Chen is really good friends. Regardless of success or failure in this matter. In the future, the disciples of the Tang Sect in Shushan will be treated preferentially. This friendship is too great. Tang Chen, we owe him a favor that cannot be repaid."

Tang Chen just wanted to abuse the show.He didn't know that he accidentally made friends with the two giants of the underworld.Unexpected.

Tang Chen came out of the Senluo Palace, looked up and saw on the Naihe Bridge, the old man and the old lady were shivering on the bridge.Turn around and order Guishuai Fan Wujiu. "Old people are old and people are old. Therefore, people don't kiss their relatives alone. You have to take good care of the old man and the old woman. Get them a new pot to cook porridge."

"Okay, my lord. I'll give you my orders now, my little one." Gui Shuai Fan Wujiu hurriedly expressed his opinion.For it, this is really not a problem.One sentence will do the job.

Several ghosts rushed over and presented a brand new big black pot.And said Tang Chen's words intact.

Ghosts will be gone for a long time.Only then did the old man and the old woman tremble tremblingly, leaning on the railing of the Naihe Bridge, and stood up with their waists bent.Unbelievable caressing the big black pot.The big black pot is very new.Not yet enabled.A swarthy finger....

The old woman muttered to herself: "I am old and I am old, I am young and I am young, and I am young. Is it from "Mencius King Hui of Liang"?"

A ray of brilliance bloomed in the old man's cloudy eyes: "I didn't expect this young man to be so powerful. Receive this great kindness. The old man is 'nameless', so I can simply call him 'Meng Gong'. I will always remember this kindness."

The old woman smiled sweetly, her shriveled lips showed sparse white teeth. "My old body is Meng Po from now on..."

boom.As soon as this remark came out, a vision of the underworld was ushered in.Immortal Flower Sea.Blossoms fluttered and landed on Po Meng's body.The old man Meng Gong stretched out his hand to grab it.But through the palm.out of reach.I had no choice but to stare at Po Meng enviously.

Beside Meng Po's body, the void split open, cracks like thunderbolt lightning, fine and winding.Meng Po's body is like a dazzling sun, emitting a blazing glow.negligence.Shot into the void and disappeared.

The gods of the underworld.Dark God Meng Po.

God's decree came from Meng Po's ear: "Order Meng Po God...to give porridge forever...."

In an instant, the fairy sound played.The fairy slaves that only God Mengpo can see alone, sing and dance, and play fairy music.One is dedicated to conferring gods on Po Meng.The exclusive song bestowed by Heaven suddenly sounded.

"The ghost of Mingyueming in the capital city. Meng Po has to be a god.

The Wangchuan River was flooded with rice.How many inches into the pot?

Look at the finger porridge pot.Chichi spring flowers.Copper spoon remains in bowl.

When rice and water are blended, Mengpo porridge is also made~.

The world of mortals is bitter, and the flowers and leaves on the other side are angry.Sansheng stone shines on the body.

The silver thread in the hand of the candle is endless.There are many branches and leaves.

Look at the photo of the Sansheng stone.There is no one to find.The city is full of Qingming.

A good man leans on the door and no king sees him off.

Meng Po laments three lives and stone reflects three lives.No one will wait for you.

Po Meng sighed that the flowers on the other side bloomed all her life.No one stops for you.

Adding frost to the snow.False love seems true.

Mingyue Wuying cools down the lonely soul.

Po Meng lamented the depth of Wangchuan River.I don't stop for you.

Po Meng sighed that there was wind in the fan grave.Don't wait for you.

The new soul is sad.Hate also crosses a lifetime.

The origin of the world of mortals ~.The fate is also exhausted.Meng Po God ~.

Laugh out loud~.See how happy the world of mortals are.Seeking Yuelao~.

In the next life, I don’t want Tingting and curling up again, let’s share it as soon as possible~..."

The rhythm of this fairy song is exactly a song made by the Tangmen of Shushan to promote "Shu Embroidery".Passed down from ancient times, too old.The exact date of the author has not been verified.This also coincided with the great opportunity of Menggong and Mengpo's god-conferring, which came from Tang Chen.

Tang Chen did not take the Queen Mother of the West this time.Unleash extreme speed yourself. [Nine Palaces and Fifteen Steps] Full firepower.The bronze boots moved rapidly.Go straight to the Luoque Mingzu.

The fairy voice still played behind him: "... Fengdu City will add a new soul during the Qingming Festival, and pray for the God of Porridge Mengpo.

Naihe bridge forgets the river water.How many inches is Miman?

Look at the flick of the fingers, the water and rice blend.Mengpo porridge is also available.

Once the porridge and water are filled, each other will forget this life.

The world of mortals loves the flowers and leaves on the other side.A rare lover.

There are endless products of yellow vine wine without makeup.There are many branches and leaves.

I want to turn the smoke into a lonely shadow.An urn of ashes.A loess mound.

The ordinary man leans on the grave and asks you to chase him for a ride.

Po Meng lamented the three lives on the stone and the three lives on the stone.Amateurs will wait for you.

Po Meng lamented the three lives of flowers on the other side.Amateurs stop for you.

Flowers wither and bloom again.For whom is spring blooming?

I can't hold back.The soul leaves the body.

Po Meng laments reincarnation and another life.Someone hurts for you.

Meng Po sighed against the wind and rain.The beloved is waiting for you.

Amateurs weep for death.Po Meng filled the porridge.

Passionate ~, endless ~.Meng Po God ~.

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Soft around the fingers ~, worthy of lingering deep.The hibiscus tent is warm and angry.

The fragrance of clothes, the shadows on the temples, and the spring night are all colorful.Suddenly dust returns to dust.

An elegy to send off the deceased.The old man wants to die.Changge should cry at this remark~dang~true.

Po Meng sighed that the porridge was for the deceased.Who hurts for you.

Po Meng laments porridge and forgets old people.Who will wait for you.

Frost and snow.Three lives and another life.

The dark moon can't shine through ~ lonely heart.

Meng Po sighed three lives and one life after another.Who are you hurting for?

Meng Po sighed three lives and one life after another.Who is waiting for you?

Forget the river weeps yellow millet.I can't for a lifetime.

Three lives are lingering ~ endless love ~.God Meng Po! ..."

(End of this chapter)