One Hundred and Eight Ways to Discuss the Villain's Poorness

Feng Qi carried Meng Guiwen out of the Wandeng Tower and hid in the group of souls.

But at this moment, Meng Guiyi couldn't help but look behind after taking two steps.

Let alone Long Shu's life book.

What if the fate books of my senior brothers and sisters were discovered and changed back?

And isn't this loan from Pluto to his ancestors?

Why are those ghosts still arresting people?

Meng Guiwen shared his thoughts with Feng Qi.

"You are the only one who dares to change the fate book in the world. No one else has the right to change it. Even if the fate book is changed, Pluto will not change it back easily. Pluto is unreliable, but the underworld under him is reliable." Feng Qi explain.

Of course, Pluto should listen to his persuasion.

If Pluto doesn't listen, it's of no use.

Meng Guiyi was dragged through the streets by Feng Qi, but she was actually a little curious, why was she the only one who dared to change her fate?

Isn't it enough to change the life book with a pen?

In line with the good boy principle of asking when he doesn't understand, Meng Guiwen asked.

This question made Feng Qi stop.

His face with a gentle expression made an indescribable expression rarely at this moment.

"You do not know?"

"I do not know."

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Meng Guiwen didn't know why she made her ancestors autistic with just one word.

Feng Qi knew that even beating this girl would be of no avail at this time.

If you fight, you have to coax yourself.

"You know that changing the life book of a mortal is already a serious crime, but what you change is the life book of a monk, and you will be struck by thunder." Feng Qi explained.

"Oh." Meng Guiwen remained unmoved.

"Boom nine hundred and ninety-nine years, and it's still thunder." Seeing Meng Guiyi's indifferent appearance, Feng Qi continued.

Meng Guiwen still had that demented look, not afraid at all.

Whether she understood and didn't care, or she didn't understand at all.

But Feng Qi thought about it again, Meng Guiwen's life lamp is not in the underworld at all, so even if there is such a person as Meng Guiwen, the underworld doesn't know about it.

Thinking of this, Feng Qi turned his head to look at Meng Guiyi.

Of course, this is just his guess.

Meng Guiwen stood aside, seeing his ancestor looking at him, he was still a little puzzled: "I've only survived one day, how will I survive the remaining fourteen days?"

On this day, both of them became wanted criminals in the underworld.

You can't just run for your life for the remaining fourteen days.

And this underworld doesn't look that big, just like a city.

On the contrary, the outside seems to be bigger.

Meng Guiwen's eyes passed through the red and black attic, and looked at the red bridge in the distance.

The bridge was very long, leading into the mist until it could not be seen clearly.

And under the bridge is a very wide river, and there are many beautiful red flowers beside the river.

Meng Guiwen knew that this was the River of Styx and the Bridge of Styx in the underworld.

The souls from the human world all come from that bridge.

As for the fog on the bridge, it can actually reflect the most important moment in a person's life.

Got off the bridge, drank Mingpo water, and went to reincarnate holding the life lamp.

Meng Guiwen stared at the bridge, and sometimes wondered, what was the most important moment for his seniors and seniors in the past?

It must be their happiest time.

Thinking of this, Meng Guiwen looked away.

It doesn't matter, they will be very happy now, she has written all the things she thinks can make people happy.

Seeing that Meng Guiyi was silent, Feng Qi looked down at her and saw that she had been staring at Mingqiao, as if she had thought of something, so she reached out and rubbed her little head: "Want to take a look?"

Feeling the weight on his head, Meng Guiwen raised his head to look at Feng Qi.

"We can also see our most important moments." Feng Qi said.

Meng Guiwen nodded when he heard the words.

Regarding whether the two of them would be arrested, Meng Guiwen had already forgotten about it.

She still doesn't know how to spend the next ten days.

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There are souls coming and going on the Mingqiao.

Many of these soul bodies were reincarnated from the human world.

There are all kinds of sounds on the bridge.

Some cry and laugh, some hoarse and exhausted, and some laugh up to the sky.

Meng Guiwen looked at them, not knowing what exactly they were thinking of that made them have such strong emotions.

Of course, there are souls who are motivated by these emotions, and there are also those who calmly accept the water from Ming Po with a calm face.

Seen from a distance, the Mingqiao seems very narrow and thin.

But when she stepped on the bridge, she realized how wide and high it was.

When these souls walk across the bridge, they end this life.

After that, they can no longer remember what they have experienced before.

And only the living remember.

Perhaps many years later, those who remember them will also walk across this bridge.

Then the last trace of this person will disappear from this world.

Perhaps there are only a few words left behind.

Even in the world of cultivating immortals, when the lifespan of monks was as high as several thousand years, only a few people remembered monks like Yuheng Fengqi.

Only those who build statues like Goddess Danyao and use their own natal instruments to keep them in a conspicuous place can be remembered by future generations.

But the Goddess Danyao statue was only built because she was worried that the black phoenix would be released, and she used her spiritual power to use her life's magic weapon to suppress the monster of Wuwang Cliff for the rest of her life.

Thinking about it this way, I really felt sorry for the Goddess Danyao when I took the initiative to release the black phoenix and undo the seal of Wuwangya.

Of course, this guilt is only for a moment.

Because she didn't feel that she had done anything wrong.

Feng Qi walked very slowly, so Meng Guiyi's pace was not fast either.

She can carefully observe the souls passing by her side.

Some are one person, some are several people.

There are even family ones.

Feng Qi looked at Meng Guiyi who had been observing those soul bodies, but didn't make a sound.

In fact, if you want to cultivate Meng Guiyi's seven emotions and six desires, Mingqiao is indeed a very good place.

After all, on this dark bridge, you can see all kinds of human beings.

But can this little girl really appreciate the various states of the world?

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Of course Meng Guiwen didn't know what Feng Qi was thinking.

Now that she has left her body, Feng Qi doesn't know her thoughts, and she doesn't know Feng Qi's thoughts either.

As for the various states of life, Meng Guiwen felt that he should be able to feel it.

Now she can tell what other people's previous feelings were.

Like that young man and woman, the man was dressed very plainly, while the woman was very delicately dressed, and they passed by hand in hand.

Presumably these two people died in love because their families did not agree with them being together.

Of course Meng Guiwen would not be moved by their love.

She thinks that girls should not be envious of such things.

Only a trash man would think of letting his beloved woman die in love with him.

After all, if a man really likes a woman, then he will work hard to become rich or capable.

Anyway, she cared about Yu He very much, so naturally she didn't want to see Yu He die with her.

This man is also really willing.

So Meng Guiyi spurned him.

And the couple felt that Meng Guiwen was staring at them all the time, so they couldn't help but look at Meng Guiwen.

Seeing that Meng Guiwen was cute and pretty, the woman smiled at Meng Guiwen.

Meng Guiwen was not willing to accept a woman's smile.

She turned her head expressionlessly.

What are you laughing at, the eldest lady is not happy to live a life, the person who has a rich life and commits suicide will be reincarnated as a person who wants to live but does not want to die in the next life, you are still laughing!