The Prequel of Baolian Lantern Konghouyin

"I have no one here, only the soul." Meng Po smiled sweetly, her eyebrows were mellow and coquettish, and her tone was brisk, as if she was talking about knitting red with her closest friend.She seemed to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, her movements were light and flirtatious, and the gold leaves on her hair trembled slightly with her head and neck, which was particularly eye-catching in the faint mist.

Before Cun Xin could answer, Yang Jian smiled and said, "In that case, letting them do hard labor here can be regarded as a helper for you." He turned to Cun Xin and said, "Let's go, I heard that Zhinu Palace is chasing you down. Your wedding dress, why not let me accompany you to try your stature."

"Hey~" Seeing that he was really going to leave, Meng Po chased him a step and said anxiously: "I am obviously not short of manpower here. It was they who said that Zhenjun repeatedly entrusted me to accept Lu Shaoyin, and unexpectedly I got another Yu Sinian ——According to me, it is right for you to take people away as soon as possible, hand them over to the wheel-turning king, and distribute them to the four major continents, and enter the six realms of reincarnation.

"Meng..." Cun Xin really couldn't open her mouth to call her "Meng Po". She returned to the mortal world."

"Third Princess," Granny Meng didn't even lift her eyelids, just distributing the ecstasy soup scooped out of the porcelain urn, "His merits and virtues are his own. If they can be replaced at will, what else is there for Heaven? Let's talk about it." , if mortals can go in and out of the underworld at will without going through reincarnation, wouldn't it be a waste of my hard work every day to boil this soup of forgetfulness water and soul?"

Cun Xin did not give up: "I have checked the old files, if there is indeed great merit in saving people from suffering, and if you are willing to donate it to others, it is not impossible."

Granny Meng glanced at her: "I don't care about that. All I know is that every soul that comes out of me will inevitably have a bowl of Po Meng's soup. If you don't drink a sip, I will eat it."

"Isn't there still a maze?" Yang Jian said coldly.

Before he finished speaking, Granny Meng snatched the gourd from the hand of the passing soul, and shouted sharply: "Don't drink it, don't drink it, drinking so much is not afraid of killing you?" She pushed the soul away Going out of the cave, he waved his sleeves again, blocked the long queue waiting at the bottom of the steps with thick fog, turned around and stared at Yang Jian, and said: "The Mijin Road is for those first-class souls who have been wronged and have nowhere to avenge. Let them go back to Yangshi to find their opponents to avenge their grievances. These are souls full of grievances and blood feuds. You are a weak girl from the Hou family. There will be no redemption in it, so it's better to be reincarnated!"

She was probably out of breath, and after talking so many times, her mouth became dry, she just wanted to take a sip of water from the small ladle in her hand, and when she reached her lips, she realized that it was Mengpo soup, threw the ladle away hastily, and walked to the case. I poured myself a cup of tea before, and drank it all in one gulp, then turned around, gave Yang Jian a hard look, and said: "There is an enemy for the innocent souls who have died in peace. Can escape the trap and get out of the maze. Lu Shaoyin looks like he will fall when the wind blows, and he has no intention of leading the way. Tell me, who is going to guide him now? Is it you or me?"

It is rare for Xiansheng Zhenjun to be robbed so much, the veins on his forehead twitched, Cun Xin saw that he was going to have a fit, hurriedly took a step forward to apologize and said with a smile: "Miss Meng, I have never heard of the maze, what mechanism is there?"

Granny Meng snorted through her nostrils and said, "There are many things in the world that you haven't heard of! How dare you come to the Nine Nether and Eighteen Prisons without asking first?" She glanced at Yang Jian and saw him His face became more and more gloomy, his eyes swept over like knives, he shrunk his neck subconsciously, and said in a slow tone: "At the source of the Wangchuan River, there is a deserted beach, full of thick fog and dark all day long, called Mohe Yanze. Hidden in the boundless swamp of Moheyanze. This vast and boundless swamp is like a raging fire that tempers swords. Only after passing this level can the souls with obsessions in their hearts be tempered into steel, escape from heaven, and turn into stabbing swords. The sharp edge of the mortal enemy."

"What is the radius of this swamp?"

"I don't know." Granny Meng said, "It's been almost 1000 years since I took office, and only one ghost has gone out. He has a very evil spirit, and I can't hide in time. How dare I ask?" She recalled In the scene of that year, a cold war involuntarily broke out, and his face, which was originally white and transparent, was now green with gray, as if he was shocked.

"There are people in this world that you don't dare to provoke? This is the first time I've heard of it." Yang Jian put the agate cup in his hand back on the cup holder, and the clinking sound of the two cups was very refreshing in the small cave.

"Cut!" Miss Meng's face was full of disdain, "I want to tell his name, even you, Master Zhenjun, I'm afraid you have to avoid it by three points."

Yang Dashen rolled his extremely beautiful eyes, apparently not intending to argue.But Cun Xin was aroused by her curiosity, she personally brought a stone drum from the table and said with a smile, "Sit down and talk slowly."

Granny Meng didn't give in, she just sat down, she was not in a hurry to tell the story, she straightened the embroidered belt on her knees carefully, Fang Xu said: "This labyrinth is said to be a road, but in fact it has been covered by layers of mud. It is said that in the deepest place, even if you dig a hundred feet down, you still can’t see the end. I heard that in the reed marshes of Moheyanze, there are water lizards that shuttle back and forth, specially attacking pedestrians trapped in mud. Travelers must not only have courage and Perseverance requires sharp ears, eyesight, quickness and dexterity, otherwise, if you step on the wrong foot and fall into the quagmire by mistake, even the Daluo Jinxian will never be reborn forever."

She looked at Cun Xin who was dumbfounded with satisfaction, then glanced at Yang Jian who ignored him, and sighed: "Since I started working, there are countless people who want to go astray. After hearing what I said, those who dare to go, It’s only a dozen or so people. But it’s strange to say that the only one who came out, returned to the mortal world, but didn’t kill his enemy.”

"'The way to conquer a country is to attack the heart first, and attack the city as the bottom.'" Yang Jian stood with his hands behind his back, and interjected lightly, "The Marquis of Huaiyin has a deep understanding of the art of war, so he naturally knows the truth of 'If you lose what you rely on, your heart will defeat itself'."

"Yang Jian!" Po Meng stood up from the stone drum with a "huh", her cheeks were swollen with anger, and there was a rare trace of blood. "You knew it was him, but you kept listening to me without changing your face!"

The two of them talked like charades for a long time, Meng Po was angry and panting, she seemed to come forward when there was a disagreement, but Yang Jian stood still with arms folded, with a half-smile on his face, not intending to persuade at all, just pitiful Cun Xin is like falling into a fog of five miles, and I can no longer figure it out.