Originally wanted to be Xianjun's apprentice

Po Meng was still in a daze when she was invited out of the palace. If she was not mistaken, the ghost king should be belittling the fairy now, right?Impossible... What can the ghost king do if he is as dry as a bone... What can the fairy king do if he is in a coma... After thinking about it, he began to scold the ghost king for being inferior to a beast. If the fairy king woke up, he would hate to die.

Leaning on crutches, she went to the pear tree, and silently counted the thick pear petals on the ground. If the number was odd, she would risk her life and go in to save people.

Before I finished counting, I saw a mysterious shadow flying away from the sea of ​​flowers.

Madam Meng: "..."

This is... the end?

A secret order came to her ears, asking her to take care of Shen Linyu.

Po Meng's heart was full of feelings, and she slammed the ground with her cane, hating herself for being too entangled and hurting Xianjun.

Immediately, he limped and pushed open the palace door, a gust of salty smell broke Po Meng's heart.

Looking up again, I saw that the cloud was wrinkled, revealing half of the fragrant shoulders, with bruises on it, submerged into the land of no one, and Xianjun's blue hair was messy, tears hung at the end of his eyes, his lips were broken, his eyes were broken and he looked at the sky blankly...

What a sin!

Meng Po thumped her feet and her chest, but she could only whisper softly: "The Immortal has finally woken up, what's wrong with your body...?"

"Didn't I... have fallen into the river of oblivion?"

Meng Po bit her head, "In order to save Xianjun, the ghost king jumped into the river of forgetfulness together, regardless of life and death, and rescued Xianjun."

"You said he jumped the River of Forgetfulness for me?" Shen Linyu shook his head again, "Impossible, he was obviously trapped by Wan Chongyan."

"It's absolutely true!" Granny Meng hurriedly said; "The Immortal Lord pierced Wan Chongyan into the River of Forgetfulness with a single sword, causing his soul to fly away, and the natural spells also lost their effect, unable to control the King of Ghosts."

Shen Linyu still didn't believe it, that was Wang Chuan, how could Xu Yan jump off the cauldron for a mere furnace...

Meng Po said: "Isn't it the best proof that the immortal is here safe and sound?"

Shen Linyu was taken aback, lowered his eyes, before he had time to think too much, he saw abnormal marks on his body, and belatedly felt the stickiness between his legs...

His face turned blue instantly.

Xu Yan is really not a thing.

When Mu Tang came out, Shen Linyu put on a thin inner coat, his hands were tied halfway around his waist, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Why is Po Meng wrapped in such airtight clothes?"

Granny Meng put away the wooden tray holding the clothes, and lifted a little of the clothes, revealing the legs without soles, "At that time, the old man thought that the ghost king was dead, and was planning to enter Wangchuan to die for the Lord. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped in, he took the fairy Come out." Granny Meng slammed, "Tsk, bad luck, I wasted half of my foot for nothing."

Shen Linyu's knuckles turned white, as if he had no intention of doing so, "Po Meng's Taoism is powerful, can't she be transformed into an illusion?"

Meng Po laughed, "Wang Chuan's injury, even the gods won't heal."

After Meng Po finished speaking, she cast a blindfold on her leg, but in an instant, it became nothingness again.

Shen Linyu grabbed her hand, lifted her sleeves, revealing the scars on her arms, and said in a low voice, "Then these are also allowed?"

Seeing his expression, Granny Meng understood his heart, and patted him reassuringly, "You don't have to blame yourself, Wan Zhongyan will make trouble sooner or later, disturbing Feng's peace." She flicked her clothes again, and solemnly knelt down Come down, "Xianjun sacrificed his life to save my ghost clan today, and his kindness is as great as a mountain. Po Meng must keep it in her heart, and she will surely repay it in the future!"

In fact, Meng Po had only kneeled three people in her life, one was married to Wan Zhongyan, the husband and wife worshiped each other, and they respected him ever since.One was Xu Yan who killed the lord and proclaimed himself king. She took the lead in kneeling down to worship the lord, and bowed her head to be a minister ever since.

The last one is Shen Linyu.

It was Shen Linyu who gave up his life for the ghost clan, and the person Xu Yan was willing to save with his life.

Shen Linyu couldn't bear it, so he quickly leaned over and helped him up, "Fengdu is happy, and all ghosts have a place to rest. It's Xu Yan's face and beast's heart, and it's also my grudge with him. We shouldn't involve lonely souls and wild ghosts."

He said again: "If you say you are kind, you are also kind to Xu Yan. What does it have to do with you?"

Granny Meng took off her hood, revealing her bruised face, and smiled at him, then the gentleness around her body suddenly faded, replaced by a stern aura, she narrowed her eyes and raised her hand, facing a swaying plant pear tree.

Suddenly there was strong wind surging in her palm, but in the blink of an eye, the tree was reduced to ashes.

And she withdrew her hand, snapped her fingers, and a pear tree bloomed from her fingertips, and gave it to Shen Linyu.

Shen Linyu was shocked, isn't that the "Ecstasy Soul Devouring" palm that only ghost kings can do?He covered his mouth, and the premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger. He asked, "Could it be...you are the old ghost king?"

Po Meng shook her head, conjured up a pot of pear blossom drunk out of thin air, she sat on the ground with the fairy, talked to the flowers, and missed many past events.

She said that in the past there were no ghosts in the world. It was her father, the benevolent god Asura, who fell in love with the princess of Fengdu, and went down to earth to join hands for the rest of his life, and because he was reluctant to die, he sacrificed the lives of all the people of Fengdu in exchange for a short rebirth.

Shen Linyu sighed, "It's ridiculous, the reincarnation in the world has its own definite number, and his behavior will only lead to greater bitterness."

Granny Meng nodded and took a sip of wine, "My mother went crazy when she woke up. She hated him so much that she wanted him to pay for the lives of the people of Fengdu, but she was put under house arrest by him. The soul is a sacrifice."

"The god of no kindness fell into an extremely evil ghost, and was punished by the gods of the heavens, but because of his strong Taoism and killing instinct, there was nothing he could do about him for a while."

Shen Linyu clinked glasses with her in surprise, "Thousands of gods are no match for one person?"

Granny Meng waved her hand, "That's not the case, it's just that he was ruthless and used [-] methods to refine all the dead people into ghosts, forming ghost soldiers to fight against gods."

"Could it be the eighteen hells later?" Shen Linyu smacked it, feeling novelty, and guessed: "The extremely evil ghost has no conscience, so he will never repent, but now that the six realms are distinct, I'm afraid your mother's skill is not good enough. Small."

"The Immortal Lord is intelligent." Granny Meng glanced at him, "My mother used the power of the gods to kill herself here, and said to him, 'If the lives of the people are not paid, she will live forever without reincarnation and die with the Lord'." Po Meng pouted, "My father was heartbroken and wanted to die. He took the sin of Fengdu and spent his whole life in hell and reincarnation. I hope that one day he will be able to forgive his sins."

Shen Linyu: "It's...it's considered an infatuation..."

Meng Po looked down, "In fact, both he and I know that death is death, and we will never come back."

"But I believed it, he just refused to believe it." Granny Meng picked up the fallen flowers on the ground with her hands, "The moment he died, he was still telling me that he wanted me to atone for his sins, and that he wanted me to protect Fengdu. "

Thinking of this, Po Meng's voice was a little unsteady. She drank the wine and buried her head in her hands for a long time, unwilling and remorseful, "...and I handed over Fengdu to that ambitious man!"

"Wan Zhongyan?" Shen Linyu asked.

Granny Meng took a long breath and folded her cold arms, "I kept Feng alone for ten thousand years, until Wan Zhongyan, a lonely soul, was picking flowers from the other side beside Wangchuan. I asked him why he didn't reincarnate, and he put the flowers in In my ear, saying that you only want to be with me."

At that time, she also sneered contemptuously, not paying attention to it at all.

The days of guarding Fengdu were so boring, counting the life and death crimes of the little ghost made her yawn, and the only fun might be Wan Zhongyan sleeping like a dead pig on her feet.

She kicked twice, Wan Zhongyan jumped up, pulled her and said, "Xu Jiao, you look so good today."

Sweet words can't be taken as the truth, this is the true meaning she has learned from reading all the love and debt in the world.

But if a person is willing to tell you sweet words for thousands of years, you will still take it seriously.

Fengdu was boring, Wan Zhongyan stayed with her for thousands of years.

Her heart and eyes are full of her, and she has never changed a bit.

When did it start to change.

Granny Meng wiped away the tears that slipped from the end of her eyes, pretending to be unintentional, and drank jar after jar of wine. Since Wan Zhongyan died, she hadn't drunk alcohol again.

She regretted countless times that she took Wan Chongyan to Abi Hell that day, saying that she promised to teach him the invincible "Ecstasy Soul Devouring" palm.

However, learning the ecstasy and devouring method really needs the spiritual root of chance, and it must be impossible to survive the desperate situation. Back then, the extremely evil ghost forced her out by throwing her directly into the Abi Hell to fend for herself.

Wan Chongyan was obviously not that material.

She drew a circle of taboos for Wan Zhongyan, warning him not to move around, the whipping of the ghosts of Abi Hell is very poisonous, it will kill the intestines, and the pain is so painful that no one can save him.

Wan Chongyan would grab her and act coquettishly, saying, "Xu Jiao just can't bear to let me hurt."

But her face darkened, sharp nails stuck into Wan Zhongyan's neck, and she warned sharply, "There are too many lonely ghosts in the world. If you die, I will find another one."

Wan Zhongyan cried until his nose and eyes were red.

Po Meng thought that he might have misunderstood what she said, and on the second day, he foolishly stumbled into the innermost part of Abi Hell.

By the time I found him in the vast sea of ​​ghosts, he was already rolling on the ground in pain, covered in blood.

Granny Meng suddenly grabbed Shen Linyu's wrist, some of the wine in his hand spilled down, and Shen Linyu looked at her in bewilderment.

She said, "Do you know Xianjun?"

"……Um?"

"There is a legend in the ghost town that anyone who can survive in Abi Hell is—"

"The ghost king's bride." Shen Linyu laughed at himself, and continued: "Isn't that a lie fabricated by you?"

Po Meng shook her head again. She hesitated for a while, but she still told the truth about the past generations that only belonged to the ghost king of Fengdu, "It's true."

Shen Linyu slightly opened her phoenix eyes.

"The ghosts in Avici Hell are only afraid of the ghost king. Except for those whom the ghost king wants to let go, no one can come out of it alive."

The pear blossoms are slowly falling.

Shen Linyu was a little confused, shook the petals on his head, and took two more sips, unable to digest the complicated information.

Granny Meng blew the white flowers off her hands, and said in a distant voice, "There is only one situation where ghosts will recognize the wrong person, and that is when sex gives the soul to them."

All sounds are silent.

"...What do you mean?" Shen Linyu asked.

"Xianjun, when you roasted the rabbit meat, didn't you realize that those so-called flowers of the other side are just things to get rid of ghosts and evil spirits, and they are useless for whipping ghosts."

Shen Linyu's wine spilled all over the floor.

Then how did he not hurt on Ghost Festival?

Shen Linyu thought of the three days when he was locked on the bed in darkness.

Could it be that those coercion and humiliation were actually to save him from the pain of being whipped?

He felt that he must have drunk too much to misunderstand Po Meng's meaning.

?Shen Xuanhe

? ? ?Why did I send it out early!So happy Monday everyone in advance!

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