Tom Cat breaks through the dimensional wall

"Hmm! Okay, burp! Burp! I get it, okay! Okay! Burp! It's okay, it's okay, I just ate too much, burp, um."

The King of Hell carefully held Tang Mu's mobile phone, and he kept burping while talking on the phone with the Jade Emperor.

The pile of soapy water churned in his stomach, and he really couldn't help it.

"Here, your mobile phone."

The King of Hell and the Jade Emperor should have finished talking.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, and then returned the phone to Tang Mu.

As if he wanted to maintain his great authority as the King of Hell, the King of Hell had obviously admitted his weakness, but he still pretended to have a determined expression after careful consideration.

"I've thought about it carefully. Li Ang was meritorious in catching ghosts during his lifetime, and it really can't be explained by common sense. In this case, I will revise the Book of Life and Death for you."

The King of Hell said, and waved his hand.

A dark book of life and death appeared in his hand.

Seeing this, the judge hiding a hundred meters away rushed up and handed the judge's pen to the King of Hell.

With a pen in hand, the Book of Life and Death automatically turned to the page where Li Ang was.

He was about to write and change the life span of 33 years to 50 years.

In the eyes of King Yama, this was already a great concession.

Tang Mu and Li Ang stood beside King Yama on the left and right, stretching their necks to look at his hands.

Seeing this number, Tang Mu and Li Ang were not very satisfied.

One man and one cat put their hands on King Yama's neck, shrugging their shoulders, shaking their heads, and laughing like a little gangster.

King Yama's hand holding the pen was shaking a little.

The cold sweat on his face kept flowing down.

"Well, 50 is a little less, how about 60? Sixty years old is not bad, right? Many people can't live to this age."

King Yama squatted down, and the three heads came together, whispering and discussing there.

After all, he is King Yama.

The real power figure in the underworld.

There are so many younger brothers watching next to him, so he still wants to maintain a certain image.

After all, this is related to his own life span, and Li Ang has a strong sense of participation.

Finally, after thinking about it, he still arranged a life span of ninety-nine years for himself.

According to Li Ang, ninety-nine years is long enough, and he doesn't want to live to be an old monster.

Why not live to a hundred years to make it a whole?

The main point is to leave a regret for yourself.

The Book of Life and Death has been changed.

Tang Mu's purpose of following Li Ang down has been achieved.

Now in this world, it has people in the heaven and the underworld.

It should be much more convenient to do things.

Waving their hands, Tang Mu and Li Ang are going to leave the underworld.

"Aniu, Ama, what are you still doing! Go and see off the two friends."

When the King of Hell saw that the two were finally leaving, he was so happy that he almost cried.

He quickly stood up and waved to the Ox-Headed Horse-Faced.

Hearing this, the Ox-Headed Horse-Faced seemed to be finally awakened! Hurry up and follow Tang Mu's footsteps.

These two brothers have opened their eyes today.

They are just small gods, and it's okay to be suppressed and beaten by Tang Mu.

I didn't expect that even his immediate superior was tortured like this, and he lost his usual majesty at all.

And just now it seemed to have heard the voice on Tang Mu's phone, that was the Jade Emperor talking!

Hiss...

When they thought of this, the eyes of the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced cat in front of them changed a little.

The one in front of them is the real boss.

If you can hold the thigh, you will definitely be very successful!

Even if you don't hold the thigh of Tang Mu, at least you have to have a good relationship with Tang Mu, and you must not make enemies.

"Thanks to you, I can be a human being again now. Let me meet you again, Li Ang! I live in Room 109 of Chongguang Mental Hospital. I'm very happy to meet you."

Li Ang walked forward and stretched out his hand to Tang Mu.

"Tom."

Tang Mu shook hands with Li Ang, with a big smile on his face.

"Hello Tom, I believe our cooperation will be quite pleasant in the future."

Li Ang shook Tang Mu's paw, put his hands in his pockets, looked at the road sign in front of him, and said curiously: "Oh~ That's the Naihe Bridge."

"Yes, ghosts must pass through the Naihe Bridge before reincarnation."

Niu Tou behind him spoke quickly.

"Let's go and have a look."

Before Li Ang spoke, Tang Mu had already walked over there.

It was also very interested in the things there.

Seeing that the two big guys had left, Niu Tou and Ma Mian looked at each other and could only hurry up to catch up.

It is naturally impossible for other ghosts to move freely in the underworld.

Especially for ghosts like Li Ang who want to leave the underworld and return to the human world, they must leave immediately.

But Li Ang and Tang Mu are too special. The King of Hell and the Jade Emperor can't do anything to Tang Mu, so what can they, the little Yin messengers, do.

They can only follow behind.

Not only do they have to follow Tang Mu, but they also have to pay attention at all times to prevent others from accidentally bumping into Tang Mu, otherwise, they will be in big trouble.

Under the guidance of the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Ghosts, they soon arrived at the Naihe Bridge.

At this time, many ghosts were already queuing here.

They were all ghosts who needed to be reincarnated.

After waiting for Meng Po to hand them Meng Po Soup, they drank Meng Po Soup and had all their memories of this life erased, and then they could cross the Naihe Bridge to be reincarnated.

The Naihe River was only a few feet wide, flowing southwest, and the river water was all blood, fishy and filthy.

The blood river under the Naihe Bridge was full of insects and snakes, which made people feel physically uncomfortable at a glance.

Except for Meng Po standing on the other side of the bridge.

There are also day and night gods guarding the place day and night.

To prevent these little devils who are about to be reincarnated from causing trouble.

Tom Mu and the others are now walking on the Huangquan Road, followed by a bull-headed horse face.

He walked straight towards Naihe Bridge with great swagger.

The movement here obviously attracted the attention of many people.

A bunch of ghosts are still lining up here.

Tom Mu and the others walked directly over them onto the Naihe Bridge, how could they not attract attention.

Yeyoushen also discovered Tang Mu and the others.

Just when he was about to yell out loud, he saw the bull-headed horse face giving it a crazy wink from behind.

They had a good relationship, and the actions of the bull-headed horse-faced people immediately let Ye Youshen know that these two people who came were probably not small figures, so he didn't speak again.

Seeing this cat walking onto the Naihe Bridge like a tourist, he looked around excitedly. He quickly took two steps to the side, came to the side of the bull-headed horse face, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"

"Time is limited, so we can't say too much. In short, even the Jade Emperor and the Prince of Hell don't dare to provoke those two people, especially the cat. You should be careful."

Niutou also lowered his voice and replied.

When Ye Youshen heard this, he took a deep breath of yin energy.

"It's such a big deal?! Is it true?!"

He couldn't believe it.

"Of course it's true. How could I have the guts to tease you with the Prince of Hell and the Jade Emperor?"

Niutou looked at Yeyoushen with very sincere eyes.

Hearing this, Ye Youshen thought it made sense. He looked at the backs of Tang Mu and Li Ang and said, "Then what are they here for?"

"I don't know about that. In short, they can do whatever they want, just don't stop them. We can't afford it."

Niutou and Yeyoushen finished talking.

That night, the wandering god hurriedly ran to Po Meng again.

When passing by Tang Mu, he nodded and bowed to show his goodwill.

When they arrived at Po Meng's side, Yeyou Shen Fu'er told Po Meng about Tang Mu's origin.

This priest whose reputation was also widely spread among the people also widened his eyes.

Seeing the cat walking towards them after visiting Naihe Bridge alone, Meng Po cheered up.

After crossing Naihe Bridge, you will reach Wangxiang Terrace.

And the location where Po Meng and the others were was right next to the Wangxiang Terrace.

"The little god has met two adults."

Po Meng quickly saluted Tang Mu.

Tom Mu waved his paws indifferently.

It was very interested in the big vat next to Po Meng.

What is inside is Meng Po soup.

Tang Mu also wanted to try what this rumored thing tasted like.

Not only Tang Mu, but also Li Ang thought so.

Tang Mu pointed at Meng Po Soup, and then pointed at his mouth. It was obvious that he wanted to try it.

"I've heard about Meng Po Soup for a long time. It's a rare opportunity to come to Naihe Bridge, so I have to come often. I've come here, but if I can't try the local delicacies, it's not in vain."

Li Ang seemed to want to go with Tang Mu.

Seeing the person and cat in front of her looking like a tourist, Po Meng was very helpless.

After working in the industry for so long, this is the first time I have seen such a weird thing.

Meng Po soup is not a simple thing, even she herself doesn't dare to drink it.

When a person is wiped out of all his memories, it is actually no different from being killed.

Isn't it true that people are made up of memories of the past?

Because of this, when Meng Po and the others heard that Li Ang and the others wanted to try Meng Po Soup, they felt a little bad.

"Two adults, Meng Po soup is not an ordinary soup..."

Ma Mian thought that Tang Mu didn't know this, so he quickly reminded him.

Tom Mu directly raised his paw to stop it from speaking.

Just kidding, of course I know what Meng Po Soup is.

But this is not important at all. Tang Mu believes that Meng Po Tang will not cause any harm to him.

It was just very curious about the taste of Meng Po soup and wanted to try it.

Seeing that Tang Mu was so persistent, Ma Mian had no choice but to give up.

Tom Mu pricked up his ears, stretched out his hand, grabbed his nose and twisted it.

"Kakaka...kakaka..."

There was a sound like a safe being locked.

The marks in Tom Mu's eyes were changing as he twisted his nose.

Now that Tang Mu has locked up the memory in his head, he no longer has to worry about Meng Po Tang washing away his memory.

Over there, Po Meng and the others were still staring at Tang Mu, wondering what Tang Mu was doing.

Tang Mu had already taken out his cat's claw cup and scooped out a cup of Meng Po soup from the big vat.

First, he handed a cup to Li Ang, and then Tang Mu also made a cup himself.

"cheers!"

Li Ang smiled and toasted with Tang Mu.

Po Meng and others on the side saw it with twitching eyes.

Watching these two big men drinking Meng Po soup, they were also a little worried.

I was afraid that something would happen to this person and the cat, and they would need to be punished in the end.

"Bah, bah, bah"

After Meng Po drank the soup, Tang Mu smacked her mouth.

How can I put it, this soup tastes pretty good.

It's very delicious, I don't know how it was made.

Li Ang usually loves to drink soup. After taking one gulp, he suddenly stuck out his tongue and his eyes widened: "Wow! Great! I can eat three bowls of rice just with this soup!"

Although Li Ang was praising his cooking skills, Po Meng was still a little nervous, fearing that something would happen to Li Ang.

"I feel a little dizzy, as if my memory is a little fuzzy."

As soon as Li Ang said these words, his heart was in his throat.

But after all, Li Ang is also the person I'm thinking about, and of course it's not that simple.

I saw him opening his coat and taking out an antenna from the inside pocket.

After stretching the antenna to a long length, Li Ang directly connected the antenna to his head.

"Wait a minute, the signal is not very good."

As Li Ang spoke, he adjusted the angle of the antenna above his head.

After a while, he said again: "Okay, now the memory is clear and not blurry anymore."

"Oh my God! This works too!"

Po Meng's legs were a little weak, and her worldview seemed to have been subverted.

The night traveler next to her quickly reached out to support her.

Look at Tom again.

Tom Mu had already locked up his memory before.

After drinking a large cup of Meng Po soup, nothing will happen.

However, after drinking this cup of Meng Po soup, Tang Mu became a little more interested in this vat of Meng Po soup.

In addition to being used as soup, this thing can also be used as stock to stew other foods, or to cook hot pot.

It’s a rare trip to the underworld, and it doesn’t seem right not to buy some souvenirs.

In this case, Tang Mu did not hesitate.

It took out thermos bottles one by one, and then took out a faucet and attached it directly to the side of the large tank.

As the faucet was turned on, the gurgling Mengpo soup fell into the thermos.

When the bull-headed horse on the side saw him, he quickly turned his head and covered his face with his hands.

Good guys, you guys are eating and taking it, and you are not polite at all.

Po Meng looked on and felt a little angina.

Making Mengpo soup is not easy.

This large tank is enough for her to last for a week, but it is rapidly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Tom has filled many bottles.

Just when the Meng Po soup in the big vat was about to bottom out, Tang Mu stopped his movements.

I saw that all the thermos bottles were collected one by one.

Okay, I'll leave you some, I'm not a bad cat after all.

Tang Mu looked at Po Meng with clean and innocent eyes, but he was not slow at all in putting away the thermos flask in his hand.

Po Meng's voice was trembling as she said, "Sir, you took away all the soup from me. What should I do if there are so many ghosts here waiting for reincarnation?"

When Tang Mu heard this, he frowned slightly.

There are quite a few here.

Tom Mu glanced at the vat.

Looking at the Meng Po soup that was almost bottoming out, he turned to look at the long queue of ghosts behind him, waiting for the soup to be reincarnated.

Yes, it seems that it is not enough.

Seeing those ghosts looking at him one after another, as if they dared to be angry but dare not speak, Tang Mu patted his chest and promised to help solve this matter.

It's just so that all ghosts can drink soup.

What a big deal!

Afterwards, Tom Mu quickly disappeared.

Under the gaze of all the ghosts, within a few seconds, Tom Mu ran back dragging a long rubber water pipe.

Directly point the water pipe to the large tank containing Meng Po soup and release water.

As the sound of water splashed, Tang Mu turned his head to one side, not looking at the other ghosts around him, and whistling to himself, as if nothing had happened.

The bull-headed horse was really shocked when he saw this!

They had never seen such a brazen cat!

It’s okay if you finish the soup.

He even directly pulled a water pipe and added water to Meng Po soup, just to finish it off!

It doesn’t matter if you mix it with tap water. You are still so bright and bright, mixing it with water in front of so many ghosts!

You are going against heaven!

The ghosts waiting in line for reincarnation were all shocked and speechless.

The look in Tom Mu's eyes was very sad and angry.

What do you mean, we ordinary ghosts don’t have ghost rights? Don’t think that just by turning your head away, you can pretend that nothing happened!

Among them, Po Meng was undoubtedly the most shocked.

Watching helplessly, the vat has been filled with tap water.

Tom threw the pipe to the ground.

Then he quietly kicked it aside with his feet.

At this time, Tom Mu turned his head and looked at the tap water in the big vat, with surprise on the cat's face.

As if to say.

Wow! How amazing!

In such a short period of time, so many Meng Po soups have appeared here!

Po Meng looked at the crystal clear tap water in the big tank and fell into deep silence.

He picked up the big spoon on the side and stirred it in the jar, stirring up a little bit of Meng Po soup at the bottom.

This time I finally saw a little bit of oil flowers floating on the water in the tank.

Then here comes the problem.

The ratio of Mengpo soup to tap water is one to one hundred.

Can this vat thing still be called Meng Po soup?

To be honest, Po Meng had no intention of giving the soup mixed with water to those ghosts.

After all, reincarnation is a big deal and cannot be taken lightly.

But similarly, reincarnation cannot be delayed.

Tang Mu patted Po Meng's shoulder and then his own chest, indicating that there was definitely no problem.

Po Meng was helpless, but she really couldn't afford to offend the big boss Tang Mu, so she could only signal the ghosts in line to come forward and continue the previous process.

The ghost at the top is a Mediterranean.

He slowly walked up to him and looked at Tang Mu with a very resentful look.

"How did you die?"

Po Meng scooped a bowl of Po Meng's water into the big vat and asked casually.

"He died suddenly while working overtime."

Mediterranean replied.

"Okay, drink it, I hope you will have a good pregnancy in your next life."

Po Meng handed the bowl to the Mediterranean Sea.

Looking at the tap water in front of him, Mediterranean glanced at Tang Mu again. After thinking about it for a while, I finally couldn't hold it back and asked, "I heard that drinking Meng Po Soup will make you forget all the memories of your previous life. Does it really have this effect?"

Mediterranean's life was not very good and he had a lot of painful memories, so he hoped to forget his memories.

But he also saw what Tang Mu did when he poured water into the big tank just now, and it really felt unreliable.

When Po Meng heard this, she felt very guilty.

She couldn't guarantee it either.

After all, there is quite a lot of water in this soup.

Seeing Po Meng looking at him again, Tang Mu patted his chest, indicating that there was definitely no problem.

100% memory erasure!

Seeing that Tang Mu was so determined, Po Meng felt a little relieved.

He turned to look at the Mediterranean ghost and said, "Don't worry, this is a great god. If it says it's okay, it will definitely be okay."

"good!"

It’s hard to say anything more about the Mediterranean.

Now that Meng Po and Tang Mu were both convinced, he reached out to take the bowl, raised his head and drank it in one gulp!

"Gulu!"

Po Meng had water in her stomach, and the Mediterranean ghost looked surprised: "That's not right, I don't seem to have eliminated the memory..."

"bump!"

Before he could finish his words, Tom Mu, who was standing on the edge of the vat, picked up the mace and knocked the ghost unconscious with one blow!

Turning to look at the dumbfounded Po Meng, Tang Mu gave a thumbs up.

Done!

100% amnesia!