I'm playing tricks in the world of mythology

Chapter 94 Manzhushahua (4000 words)
"Shahua? Is he Shahua?" Li Shishi said with a look of surprise.

Hearing that Po Meng turned her head to look at Lin Luo, there was a hint of reproach in her words: "No help, didn't I tell you, don't tell anyone about this?"

???

Manzhu?

Who is it?

what's up?

Lin Luo had question marks in his head.

"Answer me!" Meng Po repeated with a cold face.

"She heard me talking in my sleep." Lin Luo said casually. Master Li would not expose him anyway.

Po Meng didn't seem to believe it, but her face looked better: "In that case, I'll take him away first."

"Go? Where are you going?"

Lin Luo took a step forward and asked, "Is it enough to hurt my brother and wife like this?"

"Fan Wujiu, what do you want? Are you looking for death?" Wang Zhibo mocked.

"Brother Fan, forget it." Xie Bi'an beside him said, he was also very angry, but he had to bow his head under the eaves.

He couldn't beat Wang Zhibo, and Hei Wuchang was even less able to defeat him.

"Msanggong, my brother and I are fine, let's forget it." Li Shishi bit her lip——if possible, she would rather bear all the suffering by herself than Fan Wujiu in a little danger.

"Did you hear that? They're much more knowledgeable than you. You're a useless bastard. If it wasn't for your mother-in-law just now, you would have been out of your wits." Wang Zhibo said aggressively.

For Wang Zhibo's humiliation of Lin Luo, Meng Po seemed to want to stop her, but she glanced at Li Shishi, and there seemed to be a flash of displeasure in her eyes, so she held back.

"Ah……"

Lin Luo laughed back angrily, quickly exchanged the Eighteen Palms of Subduing Ghosts, and slammed at Wang Zhibo:
"die!"

boom--

If there is a disagreement, draw your sword and face each other!

Lin Luo didn't even intend to keep his hand, he exchanged the power of eighteen palms, and wanted to kill Wang Zhibo completely!

Boom!Bang bang bang!
In the blink of an eye, Wang Zhibo was hit by seventeen palms, and his energy was like a gossamer.

At this time, Po Meng finally came to her senses, stood in front of Wang Zhibo, and took the final fatal blow for him.

"Fan Wujiu, after three days of farewell, you should really look at him with admiration." The corners of Po Meng's mouth were bloodshot—obviously, she didn't feel comfortable receiving a slap without any precautions.

"This kind of scum is dead, mother-in-law, what can I do to save him?" Lin Luo clenched his right fist, looking like he wanted to kill him.

Po Meng's eyes narrowed slightly and she said coldly: "You want to take action against me?"

"Don't dare, as long as my mother-in-law handed him over, I will let my mother-in-law take care of me without help."

Lin Luo has a total of [-] points. After performing the Eighteen Palms of Subduing Ghosts just now, there are only one hundred and two left, which is actually not enough for him to perform the Eighteen Palms again.

But Po Meng didn't know.

"Impossible! I must take Shahua away today. His life is hanging by a thread. You should vent all your anger and don't push yourself too hard." Meng Po said.

"Mother-in-law, why do you protect him? This man caused Niu Niu to almost die, and death is not a pity." Xie Bi'an, who had been silent all this time, interrupted. He always loved Li Shishi very much, so naturally he didn't want Wang Zhibo to leave alive.

Meng Po sighed: "Bian, he is also a poor man, don't worry, I will naturally discipline him strictly after I go back, and as for the wound on the bull's head, I will also wrap it on my body."

"Poor? Can you kill people indiscriminately if you are pitiful?"

Xie Bi'an glanced at the seriously injured younger sister, and became increasingly angry, and asked directly: "This subordinate doesn't understand, please make it clear, sir."

"It's a long story, Shahua..." Po Meng looked like she didn't know where to start.

"Master, are you okay? Does it hurt here? What about here?... How is it?" Lin Luosheng was afraid that Granny Meng would tell him, so he went to Li Shishi's side in a hurry, asking for warmth.

After about ten breaths, Granny Meng said, "The thing is like this..."

It turns out that countless years ago, two fairies, a boy and a girl, were born from the flowers on the banks of the Wangchuan River.

The girl is a flower demon, and her name is Manzhu.

The man is Ye Yao—his name is Shahua.

The two demons have guarded the flowers on the other side for thousands of years by the Wangchuan River, but they have never met each other, because the flowers have no leaves when they bloom, and the leaves only appear when the flowers wither.

The flower demon and the leaf demon are born from the same root, so they miss each other crazily, but even though they are tortured by pain all the time, they still dare not take half a step beyond the threshold.

Because Yan Jun once said that the mission of the two demons of flowers and leaves is to protect the other side flower, and if they meet, the flowers and leaves will appear at the same time, and the other side flower will wither immediately until it dies.

Lord Yan will never allow this situation to happen, because there is no grass growing in Jiuyou Huangquan, except for the flower on the other side.

Therefore, the two monsters of Huaye have been sticking to the bottom line, burying their love in the bottom of their hearts.

However, ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years...

Time beats all!

Manzhu and Shahua, who were tortured by longing, still disobeyed Yan Jun's order.

As if they were born with a tacit understanding, they met each other on a hot summer day.

They are so well-matched and so connected, it's truly a match made in heaven.

But the good times didn't last long, and they were quickly exposed.

In that year, the underworld was full of strange phenomena, and the stench that had permeated the underworld for countless thousands of years disappeared!

Instead, there is an intoxicating fragrance. The flowers on the other side of the Wangchuan River cover the sky and block out the sun, and some flowers are as high as ten feet high.

All the bulls, ghosts and snakes were amazed.

There is a saying that people do not have a thousand days to be happy, flowers do not have a hundred days to be red, the brilliance will fade eventually, and Manzhushahua who violates the rules is also doomed to be unhappy.

Because the other shore flower soon showed signs of withering.

After Yan Jun found out, Lei Ting was furious. He wanted Manzhu and Shahua to be reincarnated, and they would never see each other forever!
Having said that, Po Meng turned around, her shoulders trembling slightly...

After a while, her voice calmed down, and she continued: "Manzhu and Shahua have accompanied me by the Wangchuan River for thousands of years, and I have long regarded them as my own children, so I went to ask Yan Jun.

I lied to him that I had recognized Manzhu as my goddaughter, and hoped that he would take it lightly because of the old woman's meager achievements over the years.

Perhaps Yan Jun took pity on my old bones and retracted his decision to make them never see each other forever, but they were still cursed the most miserable.

They must suffer for 5000 years. If they can recognize each other in the world within 5000 years, the Lord of Hell will give them a chance.

But they never succeeded.

Every time, when they were reincarnated on the road to Huangquan, they smelled the fragrance of flowers from the other shore, and they could think of their previous lives, and then vowed to recognize each other in the next life and never separate again, but next time, they still fell into the cursed cycle... ..."

"Stop talking! Mother-in-law, stop telling... lies! These are all lies!"

Wang Zhibo behind Po Meng shouted with all his might:
"Manzhu is gone! After every reincarnation, I will meet her on the Naihe Bridge. This kind of life has lasted for 4000 years.

But for the last 1000 years, she didn't come.

According to Yan Jun's curse, every reincarnation, Manzhu and I will die at the same time, why didn't she come this time?
I didn't give up, so I waited on the Naihe Bridge for ten years, but she still didn't show up. "

"Then you became a lunatic?" After the story was finished, Lin Luo felt that he could stand up.

"I didn't! No one wants to do bad things!"

Wang Zhibo retorted: "During the ten years at Naihe Bridge, I stood at the head of the bridge every day, hoping to see her, but every time, I was disappointed... Slowly, I had a guess."

"Guess?" asked Po Meng.

Wang Zhibo smiled miserably: "That's right..."

It turned out that Wang Zhibo looked at Wang Chuanhe and thought hard for a month, and he came to the conclusion that Manzhu's soul might have dissipated.

People become ghosts after death.

If the ghost dies again, it will completely dissipate.

Wang Zhibo couldn't accept this cruel fact at all.

4000 years... 4000 years of waiting in vain!

All he thought was hopeless, and he only wanted to die quickly.

But at this moment, a mysterious man appeared.

The mysterious man told him that although Manzhu had dissipated, her breath of reincarnation was still lingering in the Three Realms.

The so-called breath of reincarnation refers to the breath of her that was attached to the bodies of all the people who had been in contact with Manzhu during her last reincarnation.

And as long as these breaths are collected, the mysterious person will have a way to revive Manzhu!

"Desolation! I have guarded the Pastoral Pond for countless years, and I have never heard of such a ridiculous thing!" Meng Po interrupted.

"Heh... I know it's ridiculous, but what can I do? I can only believe it.

For Manzhu, I believe in anything!As long as she can be resurrected! "

Wang Zhibo stared at Granny Meng, and asked with a sense of reproach: "Grandma, where were you in those ten years? Where were you in my most desperate ten years..."

"I went to the Immortal Realm for something very important, but when I returned to the underworld, I never saw you reincarnated. At first I didn't care, I just thought your reincarnation life was longer.

But 30 years later, I already feel that something is wrong, it is impossible for people to live so long!
So I started to privately send people to inquire, but there was no news. It was not until yesterday that I found out that you were actually the City God of Qiantang County. "

Po Meng stared at Wang Zhibo, and asked, "What is the purpose of pouring the water of the Wangchuan River into the well and tricking ordinary people into drinking it? Did that mysterious man teach you?"

"Yes, he taught me. He told me that if a mortal drank the water from the Wangchuan River, the reincarnation breath of other people would be stripped from him."

Wang Zhibo said coldly: "And the last reincarnation of Manzhu is in Qiantang County, so I want to strip the breath of Manzhu from everyone here."

"Did you know that the water of Wangchuan River is stagnant water in the underworld. If a living person drinks it, the body will always accumulate toxins, and when the toxins accumulate to a certain amount, they will die early?" Meng Po asked.

Wang Zhibo shook his head: "I don't know, but even if I knew, I would still do it."

"You...you lunatic!"

Li Shishi, who was lying on the ground, suddenly spoke. Seeing this, Lin Luo hurriedly held her back.

Wang Zhibo responded indifferently: "Hmph! Just think of me as a lunatic, as long as I can revive Manzhu, I will spare no expense."

"What do you know? My husband told me that Sister Manzhu didn't dissipate at all, she was in the river of Wangchuan!"

puff--

Because of the excessive force, Li Shishi spat out another big mouthful of blood after saying this, and then his body flickered slowly, flickering and flickering.

"Master, stop talking." Lin Luo said softly.

"Impossible! No one can endure the torment of the Wangchuan River. It is a hundred times more painful than the [-]th hell! For mortals, the Wangchuan River is icy cold, but for ghosts, it is worse than lava." Burning hot!"

Wang Zhibo shook his head vigorously, with a look of absolute impossibility: "What's more, why did she throw herself into the Wangchuan River? It doesn't make sense at all!"

Wang Zhibo's rebuttal is well-founded. If they recognize each other within 5000 years, they can be together. Although they have failed for 4000 years, isn't there still 1000 years left?
If you throw yourself into the Wangchuan River and give up reincarnation, there will really be no hope at all.

Li Shishi braced his body and retorted: "Msanggong said it is in Wangchuan River, so it must be there, Mr. Xiang will not lie to me!"

"Bullshit!"

Wang Zhibo yelled, and then looked at Po Meng: "Mother-in-law, tell her that Manzhu is not in the river at all."

With her hands behind her back, Po Meng gave Lin Luo a meaningful look, and said sarcastically, "It's hopeless, your dreams are so long."

Lin Luo was silent, looking worried.

However, Meng Po's words were tantamount to admitting that Manzhu was in the Wangchuan River, and Wang Zhibo had a look of disbelief on his face: "Really...really in the river? Manzhu is in the river? Why? Why!?"

"Because she's worried that for the remaining 1000 years, you still won't be able to recognize each other in the world."

There seemed to be tears in Granny Meng's eyes, she recalled:
"After 4000 years of your reincarnation, Manzhu found me, and she told me that she didn't want to drink Mengpo soup anymore, because she had tried it for 4000 years. After drinking Mengpo soup, no matter how much you love each other, you will never remember each other.

So I told her, you don't need to drink Mengpo soup, then you have to jump into the Wangchuan River, and you will be free after a thousand years. This is the rule set by Yan Jun, and no one can disobey it.

During the millennia, you will be tortured in the river and endure the loneliness of the millennium. The biting river water will freeze your soul.

During the millennia, you may see Sha Hua walking across the bridge, but the words cannot communicate, you can see him, but he cannot see you.

During the millennia, you saw him walk across the Naihe Bridge over and over again, and drank bowl after bowl of Mengpo soup. You hoped that he would not drink Mengpo soup, but you were afraid that he would not forget the millennium torment in the river.

After thousands of years, if your mind is immortal and you can still remember him, you can go to the world to find him. "

"No! No!!! I'm going back, I'm going back now!"

Wang Zhibo tore his hair frantically, and shouted hysterically: "Mother-in-law! Let's go, let's go!"

Granny Meng didn't move, and looked sideways at Lin Luo, with a hint of pleading in her words: "There is no help, I beg you, let me take him back."

Lin Luo didn't speak, and seemed to be deliberating.

After thinking for a while, Granny Meng added: "Don't worry, I have a solution for the well water. The Wangchuan River water in this well has been diluted. The poisoning of mortals is not too serious. If it's a big deal, I will expend some magic power to get rid of them. .”

"Grandma, you made a mistake. I am Heiwuchang, and my task is to catch ghosts, so I don't care how he persecutes ordinary people... But, he shouldn't have shot at my people." Lin Luo stared at Granny Meng, explain.

"Are you forcing me to do it?" Granny Meng's eyes narrowed.

(End of this chapter)