crossing with green hills

Chapter 3 Arhat Nameless

The dark moon rises and sets, and the yellow sand falls and rises again.

The sky in this underworld is gloomy and dim, and Huangquan Road is the only place where there is only one family in Meng Pozhuang.

In the past, ghosts come and go, and they all settle here.

In the blink of an eye, Li Tiansheng has been in this world for three years.

In the past three years, he has seen all the scenery of the underworld, been to the depths of the underworld, entered Ah Cha's boudoir, has been in the yin and yang, and seen the scenery of the world.

I have collected a lot of elixir unique to Xiaoqian here, and I am also fishing for unique species in the ends of the earth.

I am used to seeing all kinds of ghosts and spirits, no matter how beautiful and powerful they were in life, in the underworld, there is only a solitary soul left, and there will be no more storms.

You can only obediently drink Mengpo tea, forget the past, abandon the past, and go to the depths of the underworld to be judged. The good person will be reincarnated and put into a good family;

Stubbornly resisting, wanting to be among the ghosts, all of them will become the things in Meng Po's belly.

No matter how fierce the evil spirit is, it can't swallow it like Po Meng.

The name of Po Meng, the lord of the underworld, has become more terrifying since three years ago.

Even the most powerful ghost in the underworld, when mentioning Po Meng, he is also awe-inspiring.

Many yin gods who went to Meng Pozhuang on business couldn't help shaking their bodies the moment they entered the gate.

Throbbing heart, trembling hands.

Panic soul.

There is nowhere to put the panic.

It is precisely because of Meng Po's ferocious strength that she has gained a higher reputation.

In the past three years, there have been fewer and fewer ghosts making troubles, and up to now there is not a single thorn.

No matter how much you don't want to, in the face of the threat of losing your soul, you can only pretend to be very obedient, drink a bowl of Mengpo soup honestly, and leave with the errand.

It's just that on this day, the atmosphere in Mengpo Village is extremely strange.

Terribly quiet.

Because there are living strangers who entered the underworld, stayed in Meng Pozhuang, and asked Po Meng for guidance.

The person who came was dressed in white, with a gentle and solemn face, when he saw someone answering, he folded his hands together, pretending to be nameless.

Li Tiansheng, who had speculated about this man as early as he entered Meng Po Village, raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"nameless?"

"This is the arrival of that Arhat!"

After getting up and leaving the room, Li Tiansheng walked to the lobby without haste.

At this moment, Granny Meng and Wuming have already started a war because their words are not speculative.

Crazy fighting together.

Seeing this scene, Li Tiansheng raised his eyebrows again.

In the original book, the last Po Meng lost to Wuming and was killed by the blood of Arhat. Sanqi lost her mother at a young age, so she was forced to take up the post of Po Meng.

And now...

Li Tiansheng smiled when he saw the scene where Granny Meng was crushing and beating him, and gradually lost the power to fight back, even the blood of an arhat could not hurt Granny Meng.

Without a tragedy, Sanqi can concentrate on helping him cultivate flower seeds.

It can also save Meng Po's life.

Why not do it.

As for the arhat's request, in Li Tiansheng's eyes, it was nothing.

"Since he has already made a decision in his heart, you send him to the underworld to meet Ah Cha. Maybe this is his cause and effect. Now that he is willing to accept the robbery, you can send him a ride. In the future, you will inevitably To deal with him."

Li Tiansheng's words stunned Po Meng for a moment, she subconsciously agreed, then she reacted, glanced at the arhat at her feet, and slowly moved away her lotus feet with a thoughtful expression on her face.

As for Arhat Wuming, he looked at Li Tiansheng standing on the stairs in shock.

He considers himself strong and doesn't want to be hit repeatedly today.

Legend has it that the blood of an arhat can kill Po Meng.

After he became an Arhat, he went straight to the underworld just to ask Granny Meng for guidance.

Good luck entering the underworld.

See Ah Cha who I miss so much.

But now, after being taught a lesson by Granny Meng first, the strength he showed in his hands made him feel desperate.

Then there was this mysterious man in front of him, who had appeared upstairs at some time, but he didn't notice it.

In his eyes, the other party is ordinary, so ordinary that he is no different from ordinary people in the world.

But the other party was standing there, so that the power of his soul could not find any traces.

It seemed that the other party was supposed to be there, had always been there, and was integrated with the whole Meng Pozhuang.

The power of the Buddhist primordial spirit, which he was usually proud of, has been reduced to dust and is completely useless in front of the other party.

With a wry smile, Wuming clasped his hands together, bowing his head and being speechless for a moment.

His thoughts drifted away slowly, and the memories of the past flooded his mind. He smiled brightly, hiding endless nostalgia.

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That year.

The peach blossoms are all over the hillside, the mountain is pink, and the fragrance is floating for ten miles.

I am still the young man of the layman.

Zhilan Yushu, rich and handsome.

I like to wear white clothes and sit on the hilltop where the peach blossoms fall in the shadow of peach blossoms in the spring, silently burning incense and playing the piano.