How about a bowl of Mengpo soup

The days are plain and orderly, and they continue to flow away according to the established track, and the years pass by.

Another day, there was a dim light in the underworld, the ferry was moving slowly, ghost soldiers were leading the ghosts, and people were coming and going.But on this day, the humid underworld, which had not been seen for a long time, was covered with mist and rain, and the sky was more gloomy and gloomy than usual.The raindrops pattered, and soon merged into streams of water on the ground, meandering, like intertwined veins, I don't know where it will flow, and I don't know whose heart it will flow into.

Yan You held a plain white umbrella and stood in the vast expanse of flowers on the other side of the border of the Nether Realm, looking up into the distance.The blood-colored petals were wet by the rain and fell to the ground, and a few of them were stained on the hem of the clothes.She walked slowly along the path that was almost covered with flowers, letting the light blue uniform be dyed red.

The outline of the junction between Wangchuan and the sky in the distance is blurred, blending with the rain and mist, and as far as the eye can see, it is all misty.The faint sound of the piano melted into the rain, intermittently, lonely, like raindrops occasionally falling from the eaves and hitting the stone steps, the sound touched the quiet heart.

This person...is just playing the piano, so he has to spend so much spiritual energy.Yan You couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and a different emotion appeared in his eyes.Slowly approaching the pavilion in the middle of the flower field, when the water mist dispersed, I saw a woman playing the piano with her back in the pavilion.The blue silk is like a waterfall fluttering with the wind, the red dress reaches the ground, enchanting and charming, and it is more beautiful than the mansa pearls everywhere.

It is their agreement to meet each other on the eighth day of March every ten years.For so many years, we have never missed an appointment with each other.Yan You stared intently at the enchanting figure, and walked slowly over.

"Ji Lan." The person who walked into the pavilion put away his umbrella and called her softly.The corners of the woman's mouth curled up, her jade hands lightly picked the silver strings, but she still didn't stop.After a while, she finished playing the piece, and then she stood up slowly.With her back to the visitor, the beauty tilted her head slightly: "You're late again, Yan You."

She turned around, with an extremely charming smile on her face, and walked slowly.The red dress reaches the ground, the black hair hangs down to the slender waist, and the breasts are like creamy white jade, half-hidden, and the beautiful eyes are smiling, pretty and seductive at the moment, covered by the water and mist, looking at her with charm. Looking at the handsome and beautiful person opposite.

"Come on, let me take a good look at how you have changed in the past ten years." The soft and charming voice was like mist brushing on the tip of her hair, soft and soft, but charming, Ji Lan walked like lotus flowers every step of the way. In front of Yan You, he raised his hand and gently lifted a few strands of loose hair from her shoulders.The fingertips, which were as white as jade, slid across, caressing lightly intentionally or unintentionally.The hair is soft, shiny and smooth, wrapping around the fingers with a slightly cool touch, which makes people feel happy in life.

Yan You allowed her to scrutinize her like this, the corners of her mouth were curved with a trace of pampering.Ji Lan took a step back, raised her eyes to look into Yan You's eyes, her beautiful face was blooming, and she smiled all over the city.One of the two is cold and handsome, the other is enchanting and dazzling. When you look carefully, you can see that there are three or four similarities between their eyebrows and eyes.

However, the expression of the beauty in red suddenly turned cold.

"Yan You, don't look at me the way you look at your daughter." Ji Lan stared at Yan You coldly, her charming voice was still icy.And those eyes were disgusted, filled with unwillingness, and there were some things Yan You couldn't understand.

In the end, Yan You shook his head and smiled: "Hey, do I have one. But...even if that's the case, there's nothing wrong with it, isn't the eldest sister like a mother?"

Ji Lan rolled her eyes.At this time, the charming and enchanting person showed a childish side that is difficult for others to see. He walked back to the stone table with a wave of his sleeves, put away the piano, and brought out a jug of wine out of thin air.

"Accompany me for a drink, how about it?" The beauty in red hooked her fingers at Yan You, showing all sorts of amorous feelings.

"Why not." Yan You flicked his sleeves lightly, and walked over slowly.

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At the side door of Hades Hall, the judge who had just finished sorting out the trial records and stamping his seal, and Mr. Si Ming who unexpectedly did not leave early were standing together under the eaves, watching the crystal raindrops dripping from the blue-black tile eaves. Into a thread, weaved into a curtain.

"Mingming, why did your majesty come down early today and then disappear?" Feng Wuya reached out to catch a drop of falling rainwater, and with a slap, his palm splashed with crystals, and the cold feeling made her shrink back slightly.The rain in this underworld has always been so cold.

Chi Han glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, "You forgot what day it is today."

"Huh?" The man who played with rainwater stopped, turned to look at her, rolled his eyes, and suddenly realized: "Oh... yeah, I almost forgot." It's time to get together with a certain beauty again , Really, do you want to be like this? What’s the matter if we don’t see each other once? If you keep your promise, you won’t be afraid of Meng Niangniang being jealous... Well, even if you don’t get jealous, you have to pay attention to yourself. Be careful, you’re almost married What's wrong with my sister, my sister is amazing, that seductive sister looks like she wants to be our princess in the underworld!

"Your stomach is uncomfortable?" Chi Han looked at the man beside him who was holding his stomach and frowning angrily, and asked softly.The voice was dull, and the expression was invisible on the face covered by the silver mask, but at this moment, the slightly raised eyebrows showed some playfulness.Feng Wuya suddenly put away the movement of grabbing his stomach and complaining, coughed twice, and resumed his graceful standing posture.

"Cough, do you feel... that woman named Ji Lan is hard to see through." When she said this, her eyes were a little erratic, she wanted to fall but didn't dare to fall on the black robed woman, and the side of her cheek It was unbearably hot.I always feel that the action of the other party raising his eyebrows...why is it so beautiful...and a little...bad.

Mr. Si Ming didn't know about her little thoughts.It's just that seeing Feng Wuya's white face showing peach blossoms at this time, a trace of displeasure flashed across his eyes: "You like her?" Otherwise, why would he blush when she is mentioned.

"How is it possible!" Feng Wuya almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, his eyes widened, and he almost blurted out: "I only like you like this!"

Cough, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and even the raindrops seemed to be silenced.

The figure of the black-robed woman trembled for a moment, and the quiet eyes seemed to fluctuate under the cold silver mask.The next moment, she just turned her face to the blurred scenery outside the eaves indifferently, without saying a word.

Feng Wuya's face turned red and then pale, and he felt that his heart sank little by little following the woman's silence, and was immersed in some kind of damp and cold.She raised the corner of her mouth and laughed sourly: "Hehe, don't get me wrong, my life..."

"Did I allow you to call me that?" The voice was still dull, with no emotion or anger.Chi Han looked far away through the rain curtain, while the profile of the covered face was sharp and alienated.Feng Wuya lost his words for a moment, opened his mouth, and saw that the man had already walked into the rain.

The curtain formed by the rain opened and closed again, obscuring the fading black.Leaving someone here, he dimmed his eyes and bit his lips sadly.

This fickle woman who turns her face and doesn't recognize anyone...

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The rain was pattering, but it stopped at the Naihe Bridge.

Extending from one side of the bridge to the other side, the sky is covered with a layer of enchantment, which blocks the rain.The ghosts lined up silently as usual, the black armored underworld soldiers stood awe-inspiring, and the woman in white scooped up a bowl of medicinal soup with a long spoon.

Today is a bit special, there are not many ghosts to be reincarnated, only about thirty, and they are all old ghosts who lived in the past life village and waited for reincarnation.In the Hades Palace, only ten people were interrogated in the morning, so they got off work early.In this case, the ghost messengers are equivalent to having a day off, so everyone is happy.

The Ming soldiers guarding the Naihe Bridge were also watching eagerly. When the thirty or so ghosts crossed the bridge, they could go back and make two tables of mahjong.Thinking of this, they all started to itch, and wanted to raise their weapons and yell: Wow, we can get off work early today!

"Oh, I can get off work early today." Someone expressed it on their behalf, with a gentle voice, but it made the backs of several people stiff.But this time their green-clothed judge didn't come to give a lecture. Instead, he waved his folding fan gracefully and walked towards the woman in white.

"If only I could be so leisurely every day." Feng Wuya walked up to Meng Wanyan, placed a recliner in the empty space, and lay on it leisurely, then winked at Yi Ren: " Hey, Master Meng, do you plan to go somewhere?"

"Go back to Qionghua Palace." Meng Wanyan handed the bowl to a ghost and replied calmly.

"Eh? Why such a waste of time, it's so boring." The judge narrowed his eyes and smiled like a fox scheming something.No, she was originally a fox.

Meng Wanyan scooped up the soup indifferently, she could hear the meaning in his words, but she couldn't guess what this handsome man wanted to do right now.

As a result, the judge's smile became brighter, and no matter how he looked at it, he felt a little nasty: "Oh, our king will not waste this good time. No, after the first trial this morning, I will hurry to meet my old friend."

Meet old friends?The action of the woman in white to scoop up the soup paused for a moment, but soon returned to normal.

The people behind began to explain conscientiously: "Our king will go to the flower field on the edge of our underworld to meet a beautiful woman every ten years. We have never missed the appointment. It has always been rain or shine. , you don’t know, hehe.” He said while cupping his face in his hands, looking very yearning, “It’s really beautiful to spend half a day with a beautiful woman, to drink and talk, to be carefree, and to be fragrant with red sleeves. It's gone." Haha, of course I won't tell you that I'm going to see my own sister.However, if it were me, she wouldn't even be able to see her own mother!

Meng Wanyan didn't want to listen to it at first, but every word floated into her ears like a mantra, and it was so clear.The slender fingers covering the wall of the bowl tightened, and suddenly realized that there was a ghost who was about to be reincarnated in front of him. After waiting for a long time with a blank expression, he quickly handed over the bowl that had been in his hand, and his movements were no longer the same as before. As indifferent and calm.

Seeing this scene, Feng Wuya's eyes flashed brightly, and he spoke even more vigorously: "Hey, look at this rainy day, the light is so dim that it's so cool and beautiful, and the place where orphans and widows live stay together..."

"What does it have to do with me?" Meng Wanyan interrupted her in a cold voice, and turned around to look at her with a bit of sullen eyes.Feng Wuya was stunned by her icy and snowy gaze, stuck out his tongue in his heart, and inexplicably flashed Chi Han's gaze at her not long ago.Although the feeling is not the same, but they are all so cold and stubborn.

It seems that there are some things that should not be rushed...

The judge in Tsing Yi stopped talking, and Meng Po in white was quietly scooping up the soup, only the occasional slight crisp sound of bowls and spoons colliding, and the tranquility was accompanied by a faint impetuousness.

After a while, until there were only two or three ghosts left in line, Feng Wuya let out a sigh of unknown intention. "Oh, it's raining heavily." She leaned back into the recliner and whispered, as if talking to herself.A few meters away, there was misty rain and fog, accompanied by the whistling wind.The scenery in the distance can no longer be seen clearly, and the air is full of damp smell.

This dampness penetrates into the heart and slowly ferments, brewing a complex and incomprehensible taste.

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Yan You: Wan Yan doesn't look very happy, who messed with you?

Meng Wanyan: Your sister!

Yan You: Good night to you!You are so rude!My lord, this lord just kindly asked who messed with you!

Meng Wanyan: I said it all, your sister!

Yan You: (Plops into Ji Lan's arms) Huh, sister, she, she scolded me, huh...

Ji Lan: ...why does my old lady feel so upset...