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Yue Lao and Meng Po

1

"If you miss her forever, I will let her reincarnate for the rest of her life until she forgets you," the Jade Emperor said angrily.

"If I had a golden cudgel, if I had a mountain axe, I would definitely bring chaos to this heaven."

"Nonsense! As an immortal, there are some things you cannot touch. , what will happen to you when you see my sister, my daughter. I am here to protect you."

"As Yue Lao, I have been a matchmaker for the world for thousands of years, but I cannot control my own marriage, the biggest one in the world. What a joke!"

"Come on, put Yue Lao into the heavenly prison!"

There are too many people in the world who are seeking marriage, but the Emperor of Heaven has no choice but to release me and continue to do my best. The responsibility of Yue Lao.

I heard that the Great Sage Qitian caused trouble in the heaven and hell, checked the book of life and death, and escaped from reincarnation. I wonder if this will allow me to be with her and stay together for the rest of my life.

I entered the underworld, trying to find her figure in the River of Forgetfulness, one day in the sky and one year in the earth, although I was only imprisoned for a few months. But for her, her whole life has been spent in the years of missing you.

2

She and he first met on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, when everyone was worshiping Yue Lao for marriage, but she was different. She stayed in Yue Lao Ancestral Hall for a whole day, and he Can't help but wonder. He turned into an old man and walked beside her.

"Why don't girls ask for marriage?"

"Everyone in the world asks for marriage, but I heard that immortals cannot be emotional. On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, girls from every family come to ask for a marriage. Isn't Yue Lao lonely?"

He saw that she was pretty and sentimental.

In terms of fate and love, he couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to match him up by himself.

"Since the girl doesn't ask for a lot, how about you let me count the lot for the girl?"

"The little lady has thanked the old gentleman"

"In March of the following year, there will be a peach forest three miles west of this place. At that time, the girl will meet your lover." After that, I disappeared.

I still remember the stunned look in that girl’s eyes. Maybe she was thinking that maybe she had met the real Yue Lao.

3

March of the following year. I turned into a young boy in Tsing Yi and walked through the peach forest. Sure enough, I saw the girl again.

"Is the girl's surname Meng?" She turned back, with a hint of joy and affection on her face.

Every day after that, I traveled with her, forgetting about the things of the world. I know life is short, and I want to be with her from beginning to end.

On her wedding day, she sat in front of the dressing table. The wedding dress is like fire. I also know that the people above are coming soon. Women may have a sixth sense. She also knew that an accident was coming, and she looked at me with a look on her face.

Countless heavenly soldiers and generals came down to capture me. I have no choice, I am not the Monkey King, nor am I agarwood. I'm just a matchmaker.

4

"Why are you free to visit my underworld today?" Po Meng walked out slowly.

"I want to find Judge Cui"

"Those who are looking for Judge Cui have only one request, please go to the immortal to please"

Po Meng led the way I found Judge Choi.

"I have also heard about the matter of the Immortal. However, there is no one in the book of life and death that the Immortal wants to find. Please come back, please," the judge said expressionlessly.

"Impossible! How can a mortal not be on the book of life and death!" I said angrily.

"Could it be that you want to run wild in the underworld!" The judge finally showed some expression, but it was full of anger.

I walked away.

5

Back in Wangchuan, I sat in front of Po Meng.

"I wonder if the immortal can give me a red thread"

"The affairs of the underworld are not my business"

"I want to meet the legendary What does the red thread look like?”

Looking at Po Meng’s firm eyes, I pulled out a trace of red thread from my sleeve.

Speaking of which, the wind in Wangchuan was strange that day. The blown red thread was messy and got entangled in the hands of Granny Meng and I, and we couldn’t get rid of it no matter how hard we shook it off.

I had to untie the red thread.

"You said that people in the world have been begging you for marriage all their lives, but in the end they can only drink a bowl of my soup, forget all the past, and walk towards Naihe Bridge. What's the point of it all?"

I said nothing.

"You said, the world asked you for marriage, and held a red thread, but there was a fate, but no share, and in the end we were not together. What does this mean?"

I couldn't help but feel sad ..."Bad fate"

"What a bad fate. For these two words, I should toast you a glass, but there is no wine in the underworld, only soup. I will do it, you can do whatever you want."

I also picked up the soup on the table and drank it in one gulp.

I seem to have had a dream, but I can’t remember the person in the dream. My gut tells me that that person is very important. I feel like there's something empty in my heart, but I can't put it into words.

I can’t remember why I came to the underworld.

Maybe I shouldn't be here.

"The immortal is in charge of marriage, and the old woman cuts off the relationship. Is it a good match?" Po Meng suddenly asked.

I gave up and said, "Mother Meng was joking."

"It's getting late, so I'll leave first and come back to visit the underworld another day."

"Shangxian, please come back. I won't send you off. There are still many people waiting to cross the bridge."

After I left, at some point, the judge came to Po Meng's side, playing with a The newly bloomed Manzhushahua plant is so charming.

"This is the five hundredth time, he walked onto the Naihe Bridge. Po Meng, are you willing to stay?"

Po Meng did not answer, saying that he came to Wangchuan today. The wind was also strange, blowing away the red thread in Po Meng's hand and taking it to an unknown place.