Quick Transmigration:Report to the Host,You Have Been Attacked!

"Hello, excuse me. What is this place?" The man looked at Xi Ying alone in the room and asked politely.

Xi Ying looked at them and said faintly, "huangquan road."

"It turns out that we are really dead!" The lovely woman immediately jumped out of the man's back, "since dead, it's nothing to be afraid of!"

The man rubbed her head with doting eyes and made her hair disordered.

"Oh, what are you doing! I've had a bun for a long time! Isn't it all chaotic when you rub it like this? " Women get out of the way, don't let men touch.

"Don't say your hair is not disordered now, even if it is, you are the best to see in my heart." A man's mouth is very sweet, and what he says is like soaking in a sugar jar.

"You hate it." Women are shy.

"Cough." Xi Ying really didn't want to be fed dog food by them. He knocked on the table and said, "come here and sit down."

However, there was only a table and a chair in front of Xi Ying, so I couldn't sit two people.

Just after Xi Ying's thoughts moved, there was an extra chair out of thin air.

"Wow! Awesome! what is it? Magic? " The woman came over with her hands full.

They sat down and looked at Xi Ying.

Men are more mature than women, and they know a lot.

"Are you Meng Po?" He asked with clear eyes at Xi Ying.

Xi Ying lifted a wisp of broken hair to the back of his ear and said casually, "how am I, how am I not?"

"If you are, can you not give us Mengpo soup?" The man's expression was serious and nervous.

"If you are not, can you ask Mrs. Meng to come out? I can discuss with her."

"Yes, yes, we both eloped. On the way, we met robbers who wanted to rob money and lust. I would rather die than jump off the cliff together with us. Sister Meng Po, you see, we are so poor, can we not drink Meng Po soup? " The woman blinked her big eyes and asked pathetically.

Xi Ying knocked on the table.

In fact, this is only her unconscious action, but because of her knock, a piece of paper slowly appears on the table top.

Men and women look down.

"The yellow spring agreement?" The man read the first few words and could not help but read aloud.

"Before crossing the Naihe bridge and entering samsara, you should drink Mengpo soup in order to cut off the memory of previous life. When you cross the Naihe bridge, it's no different from crossing an ordinary long bridge. " Said the woman.

"If you don't drink Mengpo soup, you will have to endure the pain of burning soul and biting spirit every step when you cross the Naihe bridge. Take the complete bridge, even if only a trace of soul can carry the memory of previous life into reincarnation. If there is no soul, all the spirits will be destroyed and there will be no future life. "

After reading this, the man's voice began to shake.

Xi Ying propped up her chin to look at the two of them, and her voice was flat without a trace of emotion.

"Do you want to try the feeling of burning souls and biting spirits?" She pointed to the bridge. "Now go up and take a walk, and you will know."

They looked at each other and stood up.

Xi Ying saw that their hands were tightly held together.

"May I ask Mrs. Meng, can we go together?" Asked the man.

Xi Ying shrugged. She didn't know the rules anyway.

However, since she is in charge of the whole netherworld, and the agreement does not say that two people can not go together, that is OK.

"Go ahead." Xi Ying waved.

So, men and women take a deep breath and walk to the edge of the Naihe bridge.

When only one step left to cross the bridge, they looked at each other and encouraged each other in their eyes.

"I don't want to forget you." Said the woman.

"Me too." The man laughed. "Let's go."