An Chang Shang Xiao

I don't know how long the surroundings have been rendered by silence, and Po Meng can only feel that she is trembling all over.And trembling badly.

He wanted to say "Oh, I see", to show that he didn't really care, lest the ghost king would have to laugh at him for a long time again.He tried three times in a row, but couldn't say anything.

"Hey..." The ghost king looked at Granny Meng's face as if she was being poured into cold water, and was a little incomprehensible, "What's wrong? Why, why are you shaking like this...?"

Po Meng opened her mouth, wanting to tell him that she was fine, but she still couldn't make a sound, to no avail.

He couldn't help trembling, but it seemed that he had just blocked a wave of enthusiasm.Warm joy.

Forget it.

Po Meng finally realized the fact that he had never dared to admit—it was his mistake to face the ghost king.

From head to toe, he was almost dressed in the way the ghost king liked.Whether it's hairstyles, clothes, or even the tone of voice, every bit of it is unique.

But he was wrong.

Why did I foolishly pursue the ghost king like a moth to a flame?Granny Meng forgot.

He only remembered that he was an annoying moth, every time he jumped on that handful of fire, he would only be covered in bruises but still ecstatic.

"It's okay." Granny Meng waited for some time before saying this.Now, he even struggled to say "you go back to rest early".

That being the case, let's not talk about it at all.

"Hi." The Ghost King frowned.

He really didn't understand, what happened to Po Meng, she insisted on confronting him, if kissing wasn't enough, what else would she want?

Meng Po, who was walking in front, stopped: "What's wrong?"

The voice is extremely low, thin and hoarse.

"Are you still kissing?" Ghost King asked directly.

These words made Meng Po stunned on the spot.Is this sarcasm?

"...No." Granny Meng really couldn't tell the truth from the ghost king's words.He covered his ears and ran away, he didn't want to listen anymore.

Whether it's ridicule or teasing.

This time, it was the last time he stopped.

……

For four or five days in a row, Po Meng wandered around with the remnant souls coming and going at the gate of the funeral parlor.

The sentence he said most often has changed, it is no longer the specific "he", but - "It's really unpleasant to be dead for hundreds of years."

Grandma came out to persuade him many times, and she almost exhausted her comforting words, but Po Meng seemed to have suddenly become stubborn, and would not listen to what she said, nor would she respond to any persuasion.

Just wandering around like this for many days, has the ghost king ever looked for him?Are you worried?Do you feel like you've lost something?

It now appears that the answer is no.

"...What a beautiful idea," Po Meng glanced at the general direction of Manzhushahua, and said to herself, "Manzhushahua is here for you to make soup, not for you to be sentimental."

"A bitter lover must have a bitter life. The number of lives is over, and the soul is still paying for it." Grandma stood at the door of the funeral home, closed her eyes and sighed: "This ghost king really doesn't know how to deceive people."

"Grandma," Granny Meng stopped and looked in Grandma's direction, "Help me get the door number."

Grandma thought that Po Meng wanted to rest, so she said, "Yes, what number do you want?"

"2701." Po Meng said.

"2701...I'll look for it for you." Grandma felt that the house number was familiar, but she couldn't remember it immediately.

……

Granny Meng didn't stay in the room for a long time, and he went out shortly after Granny returned to the front desk.Grandma saw everything in her eyes, but she didn't say any more, she knew that Po Meng must have been hurt to the extreme this time.

After enduring it for a long time, I always have to vent.

There was still an indifferent ghost king hanging in the time tower, Po Meng tried not to look at that face, keeping her head down.

"The door number."

"2701."

"..."

After waiting for a while, Po Meng couldn't wait for a response, so she couldn't help but look up, thinking that the ghost king was broken.He never knew why every time he went to the Tower of Time, the ghost king would look a little abnormal.

"The door number is 2701." Granny Meng said again.

"..." The ghost king above his head continued to be stunned for a while, "Can I not go?"

Granny Meng suddenly had some doubts: "Are you... the king of ghosts?"

"Not the deity."

"Then let me in."

"..."

Po Meng didn't waste any more words, and just kept staring at the ghost king above her head without saying a word.

"Then..." Ghost King finally reminded, "Remember to be careful, I can pick you up if you can't stand it."

As soon as the words fell, Po Meng paused briefly, and after he realized it, he suddenly smiled.

"Ghost King, even a fake you can be so gentle...why did you go?"

"Floor 27, gate zero, one day."

The Time Tower has a total of 27 floors, and the floors from 26 to 27 are disorderly and disorderly. Only the [-]th floor has only one door, and it is also the most dangerous in the entire tower.

Door No. [-], the door is full of evil, there has never been a fixed world, strong wind, thunderstorm, cold snow... This is the door most commonly used by the ghost king. It is not him who enters the door, but the souls who violated the rules.

But now, Po Meng is innocent, but she is facing punishment.

……

As soon as she entered the door, the surroundings of Meng Po turned into a barren desert.

He could feel the wet marks on his cheeks, the sticky grains of sand blown by the wind, and the throbbing pain of his internal organs.

"So..." Granny Meng clutched the front of her clothes tightly, sobbing, "Crying is like this."

He didn't know how long he hadn't felt this kind of pain that could let him down.

In the desert, almost every breath of air he inhaled was full of dust, and Po Meng didn't care about the pain of particles accumulating in her throat.

He leaned over and lay down on the sand with his eyes closed.

In a haze, he asked the ghost king who had nothing in his mind: "Ghost king..."

"If my organs are all stained with sand, will I no longer be able to smell the flowers you planted?"

The grains of sand gradually piled up, burying everything about Po Meng. The pile of sand had already passed her chest. Po Meng's eyes were closed tightly, feeling the pain of dying.Gradually, he let go of everything.

The vast desert didn't seem to care about this small corpse. The sand buried him deep, covering him with coldness from top to bottom.

People are buried in the desert, and their souls are scattered in cold words.

Po Meng blocked herself in the loneliest desert.

It was he who lost to himself, the worthless one couldn't do without him even the last sentence, and was still waiting for an answer from a familiar voice.

……

Some people have lost their souls, while others are still paralyzed.

Ghost King, an extremely deranged pervert.This is an adjective that was widely circulated in the underworld, but now, there is only one word that can indicate his current state.

— Facial paralysis.

He was completely paralyzed. From the moment Granny Meng turned around to now, the ghost king's expression has not changed, and his eyes are blank.

He talked to Pluto, and all he got was one suggestion.

"You don't have to take the initiative to find him every time. If it's just a quarrel, he'll come back when he's ready."

Therefore, he sat in the main hall for six days, and even H013 and his people only allowed the side door, waiting for Po Meng to come back.

"..." He stared at the door, and he didn't know how long he had been talking to himself, "Come back."

The sudden movement of the door awakened the already "facially paralyzed" ghost king.

He straightened his back, straightened his face, took pleasure in other's misfortune, and planned to criticize and educate Granny Meng, but he made him wait for so long.

"Little ghost, I'm sorry to make you so excited." Hades came in, turned around and closed the door again, "It's me."

The ghost king went back paralyzed smoothly, his expression returned to the original: "What are you doing here?"

"You haven't come out for so long," Pluto joked with him, "I'll see if you stink."

"Probably not." The ghost king replied solemnly, "The corpse has long been smelly."

"Okay, don't talk about anything else. Is the beauty back?"

"He...is still angry."

"That's it." Pluto nodded, and didn't plan to ask any more questions.

The two of them didn't feel embarrassed, they naturally looked towards the door together, waiting for Granny Meng to knock on the door.

It took about half an hour for the next movement to come, which attracted the attention of Ghost King and Pluto.

The knock on the door was a little hurried, and the ghost king subconsciously responded, "Come in."

"Ghost King, hurry up..." Grandma came in and saw two pairs of eyes staring at her, startled for a moment, and then continued to panic, "Whoever you are, go and rescue Granny Meng! Hurry up!"

Pluto looked at Grandma panting and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Where are the others?" Ghost King got up and walked towards the door.

All of a sudden, grandma was afraid to speak: "Grandma Meng...is, is at 2701."

"You said... what—?!" Ghost King scolded on the spot, "Why didn't you fucking tell me earlier!!!"

"Yo." Pluto had a worried expression on his face, and suddenly smiled a little more when he saw such a big reaction from the Ghost King.

Grandma hadn't had time to explain her bewilderment, but the ghost king had already rushed out of the ghost king's mansion.

The Time Tower is some distance away from the Ghost King's Mansion, and before the Ghost King ran there, he scolded himself mercilessly: "I said it before! Don't let him run around! Just don't understand?!! Fuck it ...He went to 2701——!!!"

After scolding, he went to the door on the top floor as quickly as possible without looking back: "Grandma Meng...don't scare me."

It may be that the two have no relationship in the end, or it may be Po Meng's resentment.

The ghost king entered several times in a row, but he never reached the desert.

He wasn't sure where Meng Po was, so every time he entered the door, he had to look for it. It was difficult to get out intact, and it took a lot of energy from him. This was the first time that the ghost king felt that his energy was not enough. use.

"Reincarnation mirror." In an instant, he thought of the method he had used before.

……

The ghost king walked quickly on the rocky road, chanting "Reincarnation Mirror, Meng Po" all the time, as if he could only say these few words.

The road always has an end, but the ghost king just feels that he can't finish it.

Even the ghost town that he was in charge of had to be against him.

When he picked up the reincarnation mirror, he didn't know why he felt a little relaxed, as if something had settled down.

The overly impactful spirit almost shattered the mirror of reincarnation. There was not much spirit left in the ghost king, but it was enough for the mirror of reincarnation.

"Meng Po, Meng Po..." The ghost king stared at the mirror of reincarnation mirror, looking for Meng Po.

The Mirror of Samsara also had some sporadic consciousness, knowing what the ghost king was going to do, and simply displayed the information about Po Meng.

After the screen was hidden, a string of bright words appeared - "Bury corpses and disperse souls in the desert."

"Bury corpses, disperse...souls...?" Ghost King faced the reincarnation mirror with a questioning and bitter smile, "Why do you show me this?"

Two more words appeared on the reincarnation mirror—"Meng Po, bury the corpse in the desert to disperse the soul."

"What are you doing..." the ghost king asked.

"Show me this, what are you doing?!! Scattered soul!" The ghost king seemed to explode in an instant, "Dead is also a ghost—it is a soul—! He can come back!! Don't fucking fool me!"

--"rule."

"……rule."

He should remember.

Bring the soul into the world of reincarnation to wipe out traces of life, the real soul will not be scattered into reincarnation.This is exactly one of his usual punishments.

Po Meng remembered this point better than he did.

"Ha..." The Ghost King mocked in a low voice, "Why did I forget—? Hahahahahahaha what a rule!"

"Alright," he changed his mind and began to deceive himself, "This way...he won't be angry, can't be angry..."

……

Since then, the ghost king has completely changed, he only sits in the main hall every day, constantly asking H013 to bring back souls, uninterrupted, there are several or several.

And every time he examines the soul, he will unconsciously focus on a certain soul.But it was all just his own imagination.

This time he was staring at a trembling soul.

The nose looks a bit like him...could it be him?

"His nose," the ghost king pointed at the innocent soul, "cut it off."

The soul kneeling on the ground had no idea how he had offended the ghost king, but he kept begging for mercy and apologizing.

In the main hall, only he begged hoarsely.

The ghost king just looked at the soul indifferently: he doesn't have the same personality.

H013 has been used to it for a long time. I don't know what kind of strange disease the ghost king is suffering from. Every day he has to goug his eyes and chop his nose.

She thought it was because the ghost king hadn't coaxed Po Meng well.

When the ghost king came back from the place where the reincarnation mirror was placed alone, he almost went crazy.The Ghost King was very different that day. He sat alone on the Soul Testing Bridge until his energy was almost exhausted, and finally he was moved back by Hei Wuchang at the head of the bridge.

Many ghosts have come to ask the ghost king where Po Meng is, but the ghost king's answer is only "resting in bed."

H013 was curious and concerned about what kind of illness Po Meng had, and she had to rest for such a long time.But as soon as she tried to get close to Po Meng's residence, the ghost king would growl like a watchdog, with bloodshot eyes.

"Don't disturb him! Let him wake up by himself!"

Manzhushahua is fading day by day, and it can't cheer up any kind of energy.

In the end, the ghost king still did not escape the parting. Manjushahua was born for that race, and he loves him as much as his master.

The remaining Huayu Ghost King hadn't had time to tell Po Meng yet.

The former ghost king thought that Po Meng's status in his heart was not enough, not worthy enough.

But now he suddenly understood that it wasn't that Po Meng was unworthy.

is afraid.

he is afraid...

Little did he know that his fear was to use the sharpest blade to cut into pieces the remaining soul of Meng Po.

Manzhushahua's last flower language.

--endless Love.

Maybe it's the reason why Po Meng got along with Manzhushahua for a long time, he is really like this Manzhushahua.

He hides his love deeply, but expresses it enthusiastically.

I don't know where I'm going when I'm lost, and I don't know where I'm going.

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The author has something to say:

I try not to abuse it! !Announced! !This pair is for B! ! 【Kneel on the spot】