Chapter 296 Meng Po

After entering the ghost world, there was a dim yellow atmosphere everywhere and a very tense atmosphere.

From time to time, there were little ghosts who ran away. When they saw Gong Ziyan and Yuhuang, they were just a little surprised. They took a look and continued to escape.

Gong Ziyan is not interested in the turmoil in the ghost world. What she wants to do now is to find Meng Po and get clean dust.

This place is just the entrance to the ghost world and the spirit world. What Gong Ziyan is looking for is the place called the ghost gate.

It is said that after passing the ghost gate, there is a road called Huangquan Road. The road is full of flowers, not the flowers on the other side of the leaves.

The flowers on the other side are flowers blooming on Huangquan Road. Because flowers and leaves bloom in two different seasons, you can't see the leaves when the flowers bloom, and the flowers when there are leaves, and the flowers and leaves don't see each other.

At the end of Huangquan Road, there is a river called Wangchuan River, and there is a bridge called Naihe Bridge on the river.

After walking through the Naihe Bridge, there is a platform called Wangxiangtai. There is a pavilion called Meng Poting next to the Wangxiang platform. Meng Po has been waiting there and handed a bowl of Meng Po soup to every passer-by.

According to the map given by the gorgeous ghost, Gong Ziyan and Yuhuang reached the ghost gate smoothly.

Because I suddenly saw a somewhat dead archway in front of me, with the three big words "Ghost Gate" on it.

Originally, it was rumored that there were eighteen ghost kings and gatekeepers guarding the ghost world. The fierce barriers, copper walls and iron walls were unbreakable. No matter which ghost came here, it must be inspected.

But now that she sees the empty appearance here, Gong Ziyan doesn't know whether to be happy or worried.

It is rumored that the most rigorous ghost gate is like this. Will Meng Po still stay in Meng Po Pavilion? If not, where should I go to find her? But now is not the time to think about this, but it's time to go through the ghost gate.

On the road in front of you, there are large pieces of blood-red flowers on the other side. From afar, it looks like a carpet made of blood!

Thinking about this road, it is the rumored Huangquan Road. Because it is illuminated by the fiery red changes, it is also called the fire road. And the flowers on the other side have become the only scenery and color on this long Huangquan Road.

When they came here, I don't know why Gong Ziyan and Yuhuang's hearts were a little heavier. In fact, what the two of them don't know is that no matter who, as long as they step on this Huangquan Road, their hearts will be a little heavy. This is something that all sentient beings can't escape, and this is also the imprisonment of the seven worlds.

Gradually, Gong Ziyan and Yuhuang crossed the Huangquan Road with flowers blooming on the other side and saw a long blood-yellow river, which should be the Wangchuan River.

It is rumored that in the Wangchuan River, there are all lonely ghosts who can't be reincarnated, full of insects and snakes, fishy winds, and waves rolling...

But at this moment, all Gong Ziyan and Yuhuang can see is the waves of the Wangchuan River. Presumably, those lonely ghosts have been separated from the Wangchuan River for a long time and have gone somewhere.

There is a bridge on the Wangchuan River. The bridge is divided into three floors. The upper layer is red, the middle layer is dark yellow, and the bottom layer is black.

"Naihe Bridge!" Gong Ziyan couldn't help saying, but the bridge could not see the end, and she could not let her see the home platform.

Suddenly, Gong Ziyan stepped on the upper floor of the Naihe Bridge without hesitation, and Yuhuang hurriedly followed.

After walking down the Naihe Bridge, a platform appeared in front of them, and Gong Ziyan couldn't help but be happy.

Since the Wangxiangtai has been seen, the Meng Po Pavilion will not be far away. When you really look carefully, there is a vague pavilion next to the Wangxiang Pavilion, which should be the Meng Po Pavilion.

When walking down the Nahe Bridge, Gong Ziyan and Yuhuang both saw a stone. The head was heavy and the feet were light, and he could not fall down. He was big and looked fantastic. There were two divine lines on his body, and the stone was separated into three sections, which was the rumored Sansheng Stone.

It is rumored that Sansheng Stone records everyone's past, present and afterlife. Whether you are a human or a demon, a fairy or a demon, a god or a ghost, your three lifetimes will appear in it.

It turned out that these rumors were true. When she came to Sanshengshi, Gong Ziyan was a little hesitant. She really wanted to take a look at her present and next life to see what she would be like in the future.

But when she was about to walk in front of Sanshengshi, Gong Ziyan stopped.

My life is up to me. Cultivating immortals is to do things against the sky, and many things I do are against the sky, so even God is constantly preparing for himself to destroy the thunderstorm!

If it hadn't been for the coincidence, Gong Ziyan would have obtained the thunder and Qingling eyes. I'm afraid it would have fallen at this moment.

What can I do if it has been arranged? I will use my persistence to do everything I want to do, including my life!

When thinking about this, Gong Ziyan went to the countryside without looking back, and Yuhuang just took a look at Sanshengshi and followed Gong Ziyan's footsteps.

It's just that Gong Ziyan, who came to Meng Po Pavilion, was a little disappointed, because Meng Po, who has always been here on Meng Po Pavilion, is not here at all.

But soon, there was a joy in the corners of Gong Ziyan's mouth, because she felt that just now, there was one more person in Meng Boting besides her and Yuhuang.

There is almost no ghost in this person, but it can make people feel a kind of peace. It is most likely that Meng Po is used to the separation of life and death!

Obviously, Yuhuang also felt this breath and looked at the figure beside Gong Ziyan warily. A silver light had protected Gong Ziyan in it.

At this moment, Gong Ziyan has also turned around, but when she saw Meng Po's appearance clearly, she couldn't help softening in her heart: "Mother, is it you?"

The mother mentioned by Gong Ziyan is not Linglian Concubine, but her mother in the human world, Li Miaolan.

Hearing this, Yuhuang couldn't help raising his eyebrows, mother? No matter how you look at it, the woman in front of you is not Linglian!

"Yan'er, you still remember me." Hearing this, Li Miaolan just smiled faintly. There was no longer mortal confusion in her eyes, but as clear as a god.

Yes, the forgotten Meng Po, who is in charge of all sentient beings in the six worlds, is a yin envoy, and it is indeed the existence of a god.

"Mom, why did you come here? Why are you Meng Po again?" Gong Ziyan was very puzzled.

Li Miaolan looked at the surprise in Gong Ziyan's eyes, but smiled indifferently: "Yan'er, you really didn't look at Sanshengshi, but I saw it. I knew you would come here, so I've been waiting for you here. Meng Po is me, and I am also Meng Po.

Hearing this, Gong Ziyan wanted to ask something more, but when she saw the Qingming in Li Miaolan's eyes, she put aside some vulgar feelings, so she stopped and was just silent like this.

"What you want to know, you will understand when you see this!" For Gong Ziyan's sudden silence, Li Miaolan seemed to have an omen. With one hand, a clear picture appeared in the air.

It was a snowy day. Gong Ziyan saw Ye Cheng and Ye Fu guarding outside the Lanxiang Pavilion. The three midwives and some maids in the room of Lanxiang Pavilion were busy nervously...

Finally, Gong Ziyan lost her voice. This scene should be the moment when she was reborn in the human world. Suddenly, a colorful glow flew from the sky, flew into the Lanxiang Pavilion, flew into Li Miaolan's stomach, and then she was reborn.

But even so, Gong Ziyan still didn't understand why Li Miaolan showed herself this scene.

"Yan'er, do you know why I died at that time?" Li Miaolan asked indifferently.

Although Li Miaolan has passed away for more than 300 years, Gong Ziyan has never forgotten her. Even if she came to the spiritual world, she has never forgotten. But she really didn't know about Li Miaolan's fragrance in those years.

"It turned out that I was the first Meng Po in these seven worlds. Because I couldn't see the secular emotions, I also stepped into reincarnation. In those years, you flew into my belly, because your strength absorbed the essence of my life, but it was also because of the spiritual power you brought to me that Li Miaolan's body lived for a few years, and then the soul returned to the ghost world. When I looked at all kinds of people in my life, I saw through the worldly feelings, so I became Meng Po again. Li Miaolan's voice was extremely indifferent. She was used to the separation of life and death, so that's it!

"Mother, I'm sorry, I just know that my existence has hurt you!" Gong Ziyan lowered her head in shame. The Ye family had given her a lot, but because of herself, Li Miaolan was so young that she was about to die!

"Yan'er, in fact, I should thank you. At that time, from the moment I gave up my identity as Meng Po, I was doomed to not be able to turn back. I will always experience the most painful parting of life and death, love and hatred in the world. This is because I gave up my duty and encountered the punishment. Without you, Li Miaolan's fate will only be more tragic. Without you, my fate will not change. So far, I am still reincarnated in the human world. So, I really want to thank you, Yaner!" Li Miaolan had a shallow smile on the corners of her mouth this time. Li Miaolan really didn't look like Meng Po.

Hearing this, Gong Ziyan slowly raised her head, and her misty eyes greeted Meng Po's smile.

"This is the clean dust water you want. Put it away!" Meng Po gave a jade bottle to Gong Ziyan, and then continued to tell him, "Clean dust and water, no dust, ruthlessness and love, no breathlessness. When using it, dilute it a hundred times and drip it on your body. But don't drink it. If you drink it, you will forget everything!"

Gong Ziyan's curiosity suddenly came: "Mother, in this way, Meng Po soup is diluted with clean dust water?"

Meng Po shook her head faintly: "It's not only that there is only a drop of clean dust in a bowl of Meng Po soup, but the rest are the tears of everyone's life. These tears are because of joy, because of sorrow, because of pain, because of hatred, because of sorrow, because of love. Meng Po soup is also known as forgetful love water or forgetful worry. As soon as you drink it, you will forget your past and present life. Love and hate all your life, and the ups and downs of your life will be forgotten with this bowl of Meng Po soup.

"Is there our Meng Po soup here?" It turned out that everyone's Meng Po soup was actually different, and Yuhuang's curiosity was also aroused.

"There can be, or there can be no. The secrets cannot be revealed. Everything about you is in your hands, isn't it? That's why you don't go to see Sanshengshi, right? Meng Po's answer was yes or no, which made Yuhuang wrinkle his eyebrows.

But in an instant, Yuhuang also figured it out. If you can peep at the road and get eternal life, then this Meng Po soup is not gone. Since you don't enter reincarnation, where did Meng Po soup come from?

"Yan'er, the ghost world is in chaos now. You'd better leave quickly. I'm afraid that if it's too late, you will be in danger!" Meng Po took another look at Gong Ziyan, and there was also some concern in her eyes.

"Mother, since the ghost world is so chaotic, why don't you leave? You can leave with us!" Gong Ziyan looked at Meng Po expectably. No matter what her identity is, she will always be her mother!

"Meng Po is not only a yin, but she will never die. Even if the bridge is destroyed, the Wangchuan River dries up, the Wangxiangtai collapses, and the Meng Po Pavilion disappears, I will always exist!" Meng Po was still so indifferent. Then Meng Po took out a blood-yellow jade pendant and gave it to Gong Ziyan: "With this, no matter which world you are in, as long as you want to come to the ghost world, you can come to Meng Po Pavilion at any time. Similarly, now it can also take you to the demon world."

"Mother!"

"Let's go!" Meng Po said, and then raised his sleeves, and Gong Ziyan and Yuhuang disappeared into Meng Po's pavilion.

After Gong Ziyan and Yuhuang left, Meng Po went to Sansheng Stone: "After drinking Meng Poting, the people I care about in this life and the people I hate in this life are like strangers in the next life, and I don't know each other. Why can they forget the sorrow of love and hate when they drink it, clean up, and re-enter the six paths, either for immortals, human beings, or animals. It's just Meng Po. Why does this Meng Po soup have no effect on you? Look, even the souls in the Wangchuan River who have been waiting for thousands of years have gone!"

Not everyone will be willing to drink Meng Po soup. Because in this life, there will always be people who have loved and don't want to forget. In order to see your favorite in this life in the next life, you don't need to drink Meng Po soup, then you have to jump into the Wangchuan River and wait for thousands of years to reincarnation.

In thousands of years, you may see the person you love most in this life on the bridge, but words can't communicate. You can see her, but she can't see you. In a thousand years, you have seen her walk through the bridge again and again, drinking bowl after bowl of Mengpo soup. You hope that she will not drink Mengpo soup, but you are afraid that she will not suffer from the thousand years of suffering in the river. If you can't die after a thousand years, and you can still remember the past, you can re-enter the world and find the person you love most in your previous life.

Although the silent Sansheng Stone will tell you that your previous life, this life and the next life, it will always be so silent. It will always look at the same love and hate, interpret it on different people, and interpret it on all sentient beings in the six worlds.

When she came to Sanshengshi, Meng Po looked at the direction of Gong Ziyan in the distance and smiled lightly: "Yan'er, soon, we will meet again!"

Then, Meng Po threw herself into the Sansheng Stone, and there was silence here.