How about a bowl of Mengpo soup

In the high wall, in the side courtyard garden of Hades Hall, clusters of blooming flowers seem to be spreading blood.

At this time of year, the mansa pearls are the most gorgeous, reflecting the surrounding things as if covered with a layer of red clouds, the mist is light, and the fragrance and ghosts faintly entwined in it are breathtaking.Suddenly, the sound of fine footsteps came from not far away, slowly approaching.Then, two maids in white palace uniforms appeared in the moon gate.

They carried a few white palace lanterns with runes printed on them, went to the big locust tree, and replaced the original lanterns.Because tomorrow is July [-]th, according to the usual practice, on the day before the Ghost Festival, all palaces, streets and alleys in the underworld must be replaced with white lights, and they must be lit day and night during these two days. .

Soon, the two maids hung their heads and left after changing the lamps.

After they left, layers of light circles lit up in the marble pool under the tree, and a stunning woman stepped out of the light circles slowly and sat on the edge of the wall.The light blue dress is spread out on the clean white marble, the black hair reaches to the waist, and the light gauze supports the wind.There was no one around, except for the occasional wind blowing the rustling of the leaves.

The cold white light shone on her body, she raised her eyes to look at the two palace lanterns, and gradually lost her mind.

The pictures in my memory seemed to have passed for a long time, but now suddenly, inexplicably, they appeared before my eyes again.Perhaps the atmosphere at that time was very similar to that at this time, it was so quiet, so quiet that it was a bit lonely.And that magnificent person drank with her under the big pagoda tree.

At that time, the lights were dimly lit, and her face was burning brightly, but Yi Ren's enchanting eyebrows and eyes were full of loneliness.She asked her softly, why she was unhappy, but she didn't answer, she just picked up the strong wine and drank it down, then laughed wantonly...

A few pieces of mansa pearls floated in the wind from the flowers beside the pond, and one of them fell into the palm of the woman in blue. The light touch interrupted her thoughts of joy or sadness.The woman lowered her eyes to look at the palm of her hand, and her eyes shimmered slightly.

The petals lying in the palm of the hand were as red as blood, just like the color of that person's skirt.

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Outside the high wall, soldiers in black armor escorted a group of ghosts slowly towards the Wangchuan River.At this time, many people had already gathered on the shore of the ferry.

After June and early July, river lanterns in twos and threes from the mortal world began to float on the water of Wangchuan one after another.These lights gather in the shallow water along the coast, illuminating the misty dark water, which is beautiful.

River lanterns are also called "lotus lanterns", generally in the shape of nine-petal red lotus.According to the folklore, the purpose of releasing river lanterns was originally for the drowning ghosts and other lonely ghosts in the Pudu water.It is rumored that the road from the underworld to the underworld is very dark, and it is impossible to see the road without lights.Those souls and ghosts who died in vain are often unable to be reborn, and they are very miserable in hell. They want to be reborn, but they can't find a way.If there is a dead soul holding a river lamp, it will be reborn, and those ghosts who are wading back to their hometown to visit their relatives can also be guided by the light to find their way home.

People put the river lanterns, probably with kind thoughts in their hearts, to save and accumulate virtue.

But gradually, I don’t know when, putting river lanterns has also become a way for Shangqi people to express their longing for their dead relatives.People make lotus lanterns out of paper, light lotus candles and put them into the river, letting them float down the river.They believed that if the floating lanterns in the water did not sink before the wick burned out, they would have a chance to float along the current to the other end of the underworld and to the underworld.Therefore, until the night of July [-]th, people in the world will put countless lights in the water of the ferry, hoping that on the other side, the people who have been separated by yin and yang can receive their thoughts.

The Huangquan river has nine twists and turns, and these river lanterns carrying their hopes have been released one after another, and one after another has sunk.

However, even if they do reach the underworld, the objects of longing in many lamps are most likely no longer there.They may have been reincarnated, or for some reason, they have completely disappeared from this world, and there is no trace of them no matter the world or the world.

The underworld soldiers escorted the ghosts from hell to the river, and when the flowers blooming on the other side awakened their memories of their previous lives, they led them to salvage the river lanterns from the underworld.The ghosts under the triple hell are not eligible to fish for lamps, but if there is a lamp belonging to them, the underworld officials will also fish it up and hand it over to them.However, this is rarely the case.

Many people were lucky enough to see the lamps sent by their relatives who were still alive, and they happily opened the seal. When they heard the unfamiliar and distant voice, they were both happy and hopeless because of the separation of yin and yang. With tears.And more people did not wait for his lamp.Picked up one by one, and put it down in disappointment.In the end, the people on the shore, no matter whether they had lights or not, had their vision blurred, and suppressed weeping spread.

Such a festival is destined to be half sad and half happy.

Meng Wanyan came from the Naihe Bridge, and seeing this scene, her heart felt a little sour.She remembered that in her previous life, she was 16 years old when she set off the river lantern for the first time.That lamp was made for her by Ming Jin himself, and it was going to be sent to her biological parents who had passed away for a long time.The light red nine-petal lotus lamp is unexpectedly delicate.So that evening, the two came to the ferry together.

After saying a message in her heart and sealing the seal, she put the lamp into the water and watched it slowly drift away.

The river lantern went away safely and did not sink.When the spot of light disappeared into the corner of her sight, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Looking back, she saw that the expression on the boy's face behind her also changed from nervous to relaxed. She was amused, so she couldn't help asking him: "You just now What message did you send into the lamp?"

Hearing the words, the young man on the opposite side scratched his head in embarrassment, a blush appeared on his face, and after a while, as if he had made some kind of major determination, he looked at her very seriously, and said firmly: " I told my uncle and aunt that I will take good care of you in the future and let them rest assured."

It's not an oath of eternal love, but these words stabilized a wandering and helpless heart.Looking back now, maybe she fell in love with him at that time.

Meng Wanyan looked at the dark color of the Wangchuan River, and her thoughts were mixed.She would always guess that after she was brought to the underworld by Yan You, perhaps in those years, Liu Mingjin, who was still in the underworld, would wander by the ferry when people were setting off river lanterns, holding a candle she made herself, thinking The lamp to be sent to her was slowly put into the water, but hurriedly picked it up when it was about to float away, and finally left with it.

He must not want to believe that he has been separated from her, and he is still waiting.

However, after many years, Meng Wanyan still received a river lantern.When she shivered and tore off the seal with her name on it, all she heard was a choked-up sentence: Yan'er, are you over there...

From nowhere came the misty sound of the flute, echoing on the vast water, if there is nothing, the artistic conception is desolate.The mournful and sentimental tune evokes the sadness buried in the heart.

A gentle breeze picked up on the river bank, and the blood-red flowers on the other side swayed with the wind.The man in white raised his head slightly, letting the wind blow away the heat from his eyes, as well as some of the depression.The waterfall-like blue hair fluttered up, half covering her cheeks, covering her fragile appearance at this moment.

Zhao Ming, the leader of the team, saw the elegant figure in white on the shore, and didn't say much, just shook his head silently.Every year he led people to the river to fish for lamps, and every time, he would see this white-clothed woman standing by the river, staring at the lamps in the river in a daze.

He didn't know what she was thinking, he only knew that when she watched quietly like this, she must be sad.

Many ghosts who have not caught the lights and the time has not yet come are still silently guarding the shore.Suddenly a ghost messenger walked towards Meng Wanyan with a river lantern.

"Master Meng, this lamp seems to be for someone you know." The new ghost messenger handed the lamp to Meng Wanyan.He had heard something about Meng Wanyan, and knew that it was because of a man named Liu Mingjin that she was willing to stay in the underworld to be Meng Po, so this lamp...

Meng Wanyan shuddered suddenly when she saw the name on the seal.The words Liu Mingjin were written on it.It was sent to Ming Jin by someone else... She took it in a daze, and forgot to move for a while.Since Ming Jin was reincarnated, I have not seen his river lantern in these years, and now this one can finally get here through the twists and turns, how difficult it is.

After a long time, she opened the seal, and a woman's voice immediately rang in her ears——

Ah Jin, I wonder if you can see the lamp I sent.Are you okay over there, are you suffering?Are you fed and clothed... Our child got married this year, the daughter of the Zhang family in the next street.Do you know, Yuer is more and more like you, this kid is also very talented in cooking, and now the restaurant has been redeemed, the hard life is over, Yuer inherited the family business, and will definitely let us in the future The Liu family revived again.

In the past few years when you left, your mother-in-law often thinks about you. Sometimes in the middle of the night, seeing her unable to sleep, she sits in the yard and reads the couplets you wrote while practicing calligraphy, and secretly wipes tears by herself.Her health is not as good as before. If you know the truth, just drag a dream to us and bless her in good health.

Well, that's all I can say... The master said that if you entrust too much, the lamp will be too heavy, and if it doesn't float to your side, it will sink.You are in the underworld, you should be fine...

"Master Meng, what is said in this lamp?" The ghost messenger who handed Meng Wan the Yanhe lamp saw her silent for a long time, and asked curiously a step closer, but was retaken by Zhao Ming, who saw the movement and walked over. With a slap on the forehead: "Why should I go, what are you talking about so much." Not only talking too much, but also talking too much!

It was only then that Meng Wanyan came to her senses, muttering and looking at the lamp in her hand, her eyes were empty.

It's Ming Jin's wife... It turns out that he really married a wife... married a very good wife...

At this moment, all kinds of feelings rushed up, like tangled vines, tightly strangling my heart.Meng Wanyan bit her lip and took a few steps back without a word.In fact, it should have been expected a long time ago, but now that I really know that another woman has taken her original position, when I marry that person and have a child, I still can't help but feel pain in my heart.

But, how could he be blamed... how could he be blamed.

"My lord... are you okay..." Zhao Ming asked worriedly.

The man in white shook his head, and the river lantern in his hand slowly turned into dots of light, which drifted into the wind like fireflies all over the sky.The slender figure stood on the shore, her blue hair slightly raised, and her sleeves flapped.She looked at those drifting light spots, and slowly opened a desolate smile on the corner of her mouth.

"I am fine."

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Yan You: Meng Wanyan, you can cry if you want to.

Meng Wanyan: Why are you crying?

Yan You: (Gently) Don't force yourself anymore, come here, come to my king's arms.

Meng Wanyan: No.

Yan You: Come on, come on.

Meng Wanyan: (highly cold) Play while you play, you bastard covered in peach blossoms!

Yan You: Huh?When will this king... you, you don't want to spread your anger and hurt the innocent...

The author has something to say: ahaha, the task is completed~(≧▽≦)/~