The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

Sanqi pretended to be old-fashioned and coughed at Wang Xiaolu, then walked all the way to a cauldron not far away with his hands behind his back.

Immediately, he turned his head and said to Wang Xiaolu, "This new ghost has mortal eyes, so he doesn't know the true face of God."

"I am the Meng Po you are looking for."

Sanqi pointed at her face with a backhand, and revealed her identity.

Immediately, regardless of the shocked expressions on the faces of Wang Xiaolu and the other ghosts, he directly turned his thoughts back to the cauldron beside her.

Murong Bai had already guessed what Sanqi was going to do, so he hurriedly cast a spell secretly, sealing off his sense of smell.

At the same time, Sanqi directly lifted the lid of the cauldron.

Then, he turned his head again, and said to Wang Xiaolu and other ghosts, "When you arrive at my Mengpo village, after drinking the Mengpo soup in this pot, you will be able to reincarnate one by one!"

Sanqi smiled and clapped his hands, "Then, everyone line up and come over to drink soup one by one!"

After a new ghost dies, drink a bowl of Mengpo soup first, and forget all the past. This is the rule passed down by the underworld for thousands of years.

But once the Meng Po soup of other Meng Po is cooked, the strange fragrance will linger and linger, and it can go up to the sky and down to the netherworld. Any ghost smelling the smell can't help but want to ask for a bowl of soup to drink.

The Mengpo soup that Meng Qi cooked back then was exactly that kind of fragrant taste.

Any new ghost who came to Meng Pozhuang couldn't help but drink the Meng Po soup made by Meng Qi.

Waiting for a bowl of soup to pour down my throat, I forgot the name and where I came from.

The love owed during life, the unpaid debts, everything is completely forgotten and written off.

Then there is only a blank soul left, jumping down from the reincarnation well behind Meng Po Zhuangzhuang, and then being reborn from a ghost, no matter whether it is human or animal, a new life begins.

But Sanchi didn't fully learn her mother's ability to make soup.

Because Mengpo soup needs to be introduced with Bawei soup, then the real Mengpo soup can be made.

One drop of raw tears, two old tears, three tears of bitterness, four cups of tears of regret, five inches of tears of lovesickness, six cups of tears of sickness, seven cups of tears of parting...

Mengpo soup, with eight tears as a guide.

If the soup is incomplete, the boiled Mengpo soup will naturally be full of bitterness of tears.

Sanqi asked A Niang back then, but Meng Qi never told her the name of Eighth Flavor Tangyin from the beginning to the end.

So, for Sanqi, who didn't know what to put in the eighth type of soup, the soup she made was a stench that couldn't be easily dissipated even after traveling for ten miles.

The moment Sanqi picked up the lid of the pot, this stench immediately filled the entire Meng Po Village.

Since Meng Qi's death that year, Sanqi has been a Meng Po for more than [-] years, and of course she has smelled this stench for more than [-] years.

So, of course she is used to it.

Picking up the lid of the pot at this time, although Sanqi's brows were slightly wrinkled as usual, but after all, it was still a normal color.

However, Wang Xiaolu, Zhao Daniu and other ghosts who have just arrived at Meng Pozhuang are miserable.

They are not like Murong Bai's foresight, and they are not like Murong Bai who has extraordinary means, which can seal their own sense of smell in advance.

At this time, as the stench of Mengpo soup hit the nostrils, everyone's face became ugly.

Including Wang Xiaolu who was still looking fierce just now, all of them bent down and retched all the time.

But they just became ghosts, how can there be something in their stomachs?

Naturally, his face turned blue and purple, and he couldn't spit out anything, which made himself even more uncomfortable.

However, after vomiting for such a long time, because they inhaled a lot of stench, Wang Xiaolu and the others have become accustomed to the taste of Mengpo soup.

It's just that asking them to drink this kind of Mengpo soup is something these people are absolutely unwilling to do.

"Don't hurry up and line up?"

Seeing that Wang Xiaolu and the others just stood there and did not move, Sanqi couldn't help feeling a little annoyed, and suddenly felt a little bit more wronged.

Is the soup she made really smell so bad?

Thinking of this, looking at Wang Xiaolu and the others still looking unwilling, Sanqi was annoyed, and immediately used her mana, revealing Po Meng's evil appearance.

However, he opened his mouth suddenly, not only turning the whole mouth into the size of a millstone, but also revealing the innermost sharp teeth that look like sawtooths.

Even if Wang Xiaolu and Zhao Daniu had been bandits, where had they seen such a terrifying scene?

What's more, the other ghosts are just ordinary villagers. After being frightened by Sanqi, they became more silent and dare not speak.

Sanqi gritted his teeth at Wang Xiaolu and other ghosts, seeing that he finally suppressed these ghosts as before, and then changed back to his original appearance.

She secretly praised in her heart, saying that the method Axiang taught her is really useful, while putting on a cold face, she said to Wang Xiaolu and the other ghosts, "After I sentence you for your life's achievements and crimes, drink After eating Mengpo soup, hurry up and enter reincarnation!"

Immediately, she pointed to a long table next to it, on which were the four treasures of the study, such as pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and walked over there first.

Chapter 957

Chapter 957

The Underworld Book of Life and Death is divided into Yin and Yang volumes.

Among them, the Yangjuan contained people's lifetime achievements and sins, and was placed here with Meng Po.

The yin scroll records the lifespan of the living beings in the world. Because it is much more important, it is hidden in the depths of the underworld, and is kept by the king of the underworld, Acha.