Chapter 1276 Meng Po (12)

Qianyan: "It's just a variety of flowers. In fact, there are many flowers in the world that 'see the flowers but don't see the leaves'. Only this other side flower has been passed down far and known by everyone. It has been endowed with a profound story, perhaps because of its name. It sounds nice, or maybe it grew on Huangquan Road."

It was probably the first time the man heard such a statement, he was a little dumbfounded, and quickly said: "Yes, how many things in this world are given by people. In fact, they are just one thing, and there is no strange story."

"Grandma Meng, you really don't have any sentimentality." Holding a bowl of soup, the reincarnated ghost couldn't help interjecting, "Such a romantic and poignant story, after you say it like this, it becomes ordinary, which really ruins the atmosphere .”

"That is, if a great poet talks to you, the two of you may have a quarrel."

Qianyan: "Hurry up and drink the soup."

"I won't quarrel with the great poet. If you don't drink the soup, you will definitely miss the time. At that time, you can't be a human, you can only be a beast. Let's see if you will cry."

As soon as Qianyan said this, the ghost in front of him was so frightened that he poured the soup into the bowl. When he wanted to say something, his eyes suddenly became blank, and his face was full of endless aftertaste, and he was attracted to reincarnation.

The man who didn't know his name stood quietly aside, looking at the ghosts queuing up to drink Meng Po soup, looking at the girl in red who was distributing soup bowls, with a faint smile on his face.

In fact, it's not a big deal if you can't remember the last name, and there is nothing wrong with staying here at Naihe Bridge.

When all the ghosts queuing up to drink soup passed the Naihe Bridge, there were no other reincarnations today, and Qianyan's busyness came to an end.

When she saw the man, she stood opposite and looked at him, and asked, "Do you remember?"

"not yet."

"Think about it carefully, your soul is unusual, you shouldn't be a lonely ghost." The first time she saw the other party, Qian Yan felt a power hidden in the other party's soul, and there was also a purple energy in the soul .

Anyone with purple luck will achieve great things.

Even if it doesn't work in this life, it will work in the next life. It will affect not an individual, but a country, or even a world. This is why she reminded him to think quickly.

Looking at the purple qi that was about to be unable to hide, it was obvious that he was a talent.

Instead of waiting for him to dissipate and waste in this world one day, it is better to urge him to quickly remember his identity, reincarnate to be a human being, and complete what he should accomplish.

The man obviously sensed Qianyan's seriousness, and accepted the kindness: "I will think about it carefully, and I will be the first to tell you when I think of it."

This time, he really stopped looking around, and silently thought about his name, where he came from, what identity he was, and what other wishes he had.

Miss Meng didn't want him to be a lonely ghost, and urged him so earnestly to make him think about his own identity. He couldn't let her good intentions live up to her.

Qianyan is quite satisfied with the man's serious attitude.

She likes people who do things seriously and have a good attitude... and ghosts do the same.

"Didn't you say that there are Bianhua flowers on Huangquan Road? There seems to be none." A beautiful female voice came from a distance, and when the other party appeared in "Meng Po's Domain", Qian Yan had already seen who it was.

First, a woman in pink floated over from a distance, followed by two ghost servants.

There was a flower basket hanging on the arm of the woman in pink, and it seemed that she was here to pick flowers from the other shore.

(End of this chapter)

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