Meng Po, a strange place in hell.

At the highest place in the underworld, there is a long river, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, headless and tailless. As long as you jump into this river, you can be reincarnated and rejoin the world. This river is called Forgotten River.

The banks are full of red enchanting flowers, which bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, but the leaves and flowers don't meet. This flower is called the other side flower.

There is a bridge deep in the sea of flowers, called Naihe Bridge. On the bridge, an earthen platform arched high, called Wangxiangtai. There is a beautiful woman on the platform. Her past soul called her "Meng Po".

I don't know when she came here for a long time. She boiled a soup called "Meng Po Tang" with forgotten Sichuan water and sold it to reincarnated children, so that they could forget the past and be reincarnated.

She is also in charge of a sansheng stone, which records the past lives of all beings. There are souls who miss people in the world, so bend the rules, let them have a look, put their troubles behind them and let them be reborn.

Meng Po saw off a group of souls, leaving a token that could not be taken away as money in exchange for Meng Po Hall.

The daily "business" here is very good. Sometimes it is too busy, so I ask the day and night walkers on the road to help me.

Today is a busy half day. At this time, Meng Po is still meeting her "guest", an old woman with gray hair, and listening to her talk about her past.

Actually, Meng Po didn't need to listen. This is just a matter of joys and sorrows, sickness and death. She has been in the underworld for thousands of years and has long seen through it. However, some souls don't want to be reborn because they can't finish their own things. Every time they stay for a while, they say it themselves, and there is nothing to say, so they leave by themselves.

While the old woman was still talking, Meng Po listened to her sermon: "I worked hard all my life, and my family was poor in the first half of my life. My parents married the lame man as a daughter-in-law for my brother's marriage, and got the lame man's sister as my brother's wife. Fortunately, my husband's family is better than my mother's, and both of them are right, but my husband died long ago, leaving me alone to raise a pair of children and do it. " I just want to have a good family in the afterlife, so I don't have to work so hard. "

Meng Po didn't say a word when he heard this. He just scooped a bowl of soup from the side and handed it to the old woman humanely: "Trade the golden hairpin in your hair for this soup. When you reach the end of this bridge and jump into the forgotten river, you can be carefree and reincarnated. "

The old woman looked at the bowl of soup, but she didn't mean to pick it up. She just vaguely said to Nuo Nuo, "My Lord, in this life, I have nothing to worry about except those children ..."

"It's very simple. You just need to look at this stone." Meng Po waved his hand and pointed to the sansheng stone on the balcony: "You will know everything in their world."

As soon as she finished speaking, the stone was full of changes, and Cao Cao's life was over in a short and instant effort.

After reading it, the old lady just stood there, full of thoughts.

"You give me the golden hairpin, drank the soup and left as soon as possible. Your children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and you can't help it. "

When the old lady heard this, she sighed deeply and pulled out the golden hairpin from her hair: "The fixed hairpin my son gave me is also the most expensive jewelry in my life ..." The old lady couldn't bear to talk about it, so she pushed the golden hairpin into Meng Po's hand and swallowed it with Meng Po's soup.

Meng Po looked at Jin Chai leisurely, then at the old woman drinking soup, and said slowly, "What's the taste of this soup?"

The old lady frowned and said, "Bitter."

"Oh!" Meng Po lonely nodded: "Some people say that this soup is bitter with sweet, because he has tasted all the bitterness in this world, so this bitterness is sweet to him! Forget it, go ahead, you will forget everything at the end of the bridge, jump into the river, and you will become a human again! "

Hearing this, the old woman looked back at the stone, seemingly reluctant, but slowly walked to the end of the bridge. ...

At the end of the bridge, it should be the efficacy of Mengpo Decoction. The old woman seems to have changed her appearance, but she has lost her sad face. Instead, she looked bright and clear, jumped into the endless river of forgetting and disappeared.

After the old woman left, Meng Po threw the bowl with a bang, and it fell to the ground and smashed into pieces, then instantly turned into dust. As soon as the wind blows to the forgotten river bank, it becomes mud on the forgotten river bank. What about Jin Chai? Meng Po has long since fallen into the river and turned into a flower on the other side.

A middle-aged man appeared on the Yellow River Road. The man looked at some of them and then came over. He looked around all the way, not like a rebirth, but like a trip.

Able to shrug off Meng Po sat down, she was tired for half a day, can have a rest.

The man stopped, walked all the way, and finally came to Meng Po. When he saw Meng Po, he bowed respectfully: "But what about Meng Po?"

Meng Po looked up and didn't pay much attention. He just nodded. Then he got up, fished out a bowl in one hand, filled with soup, and said, "Just say what's on your mind."

After a pause, the man seemed to be thinking, and then said, "I have nothing to worry about in my life, only one thing to say." I just want to ask, am I still a good person in this life? "

Meng Po's head tilted, a little confused: "What is a bad guy?" The hand holding the bowl was a little sour, so he took it back: "There are eighteen floors of hell, and countless unscrupulous people are locked up on the first floor. There are countless sufferings in mountains and rivers, and reincarnation is also a way to enter the beast. Coming here from the ecliptic, I can only say that there was no merit in my last life, and there was no difference between good and bad! "

The man nodded thoughtfully: "Hmm!" It was a long time without words.

Meng Po simply put the bowl on a few stones and served with her chin cupped.

After drinking a cup of tea, the man finally sighed, as if he had opened his own "Ren Du Er Mai". It seems that I want to let go of my predecessor's past and raise my hand to salute Meng Po. He said brightly: "the world has experienced all kinds of grievances, and being a man in the afterlife is just endless suffering." I hope that Meng Po can point out the maze and find another way to understand. "

Meng Po smiled and looked up at the man: "A straight heart is bound to be gratifying, but the will needs to be honed. All things become immortals and buddhas, which is indispensable. If you return to the world to practice, if you are single-minded, nothing in the world will bother you, and one day you will be able to achieve it! "

Meng Po pushed Shi Ji's Meng Po Tang forward: "You changed your purse for this bowl of soup, jumped into the river of forgetfulness, and practiced on earth."

The man smell speech slightly, and glanced at Meng Po mywood, Meng Po also looked at him, looked at him, as if caught the handle, let him want to avoid.

The man realized that he was ridiculous and laughed at himself: "Let's do this!" Without hesitation, he handed Meng Po the purse on his waist, solemnly took the soup, said "thank you" and swallowed it down.

Meng Po still kept smiling: "How about this soup?"

"Slight acid" man grinned.

"well! Yes ... "Meng Po put away his smile and nodded briefly:" Go ahead. "

The man gave another gift and left calmly. At the end of the bridge, he jumped into the forgotten river.

"Good students will preach and send them away in a few words."

Meng Po turned around and saw a woman coming from the bridge.

Meng Po dismissed it and dropped a bowl, saying, "It's for his own good. Didn't the immortal become a Taoist after several robberies? Besides, it's useless for him to become a fairy if he doesn't die and break through that small world, but it's easy to cause trouble. " As soon as her words fell, the bowl fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Meng Po glanced at the female soul led by the wandering god again, saying that it was a "soul" and it was true, and her expression was dull and trance. She is still alive, with seven souls, but six souls. ...

"What's wrong with her?"

Sun said helplessly, "Suicide! She wanted to die before she died, but she refused to go back. She almost became a wild ghost and had to be reborn. "

Meng Po collected the soul, looked at the Sansheng stone and looked at the female soul: "The singer is dead?"

Female soul low head without saying a word, Meng Po can't see clearly the fluctuation in her eyes. She slowly looked up at Meng Po and only said, "My Lord, where is your soup?"

Meng Po didn't see her appearance clearly. She was very beautiful. Looking around, even if she was lifeless now, she was cute!

If the beauty is unlucky, Meng Po takes the bowl back to fill the soup: "The soup can be drunk, but it needs to be changed ..." Meng Po just filled the soup, and before she finished it, she snatched the bowl from her hand! Glug, glug, drink clean.

Meng Po looked at her in surprise, and the back of her hand was scratched with a shallow blood stain by her nails.

There was a crunchy click, and the female soul smashed the bowl to pieces, and tears poured down at once, saying, "This soup is as salty as tears! This is for you. " She threw a piece of gold on several stones. Then she ran to the end of the bridge and plunged into the forgotten river.

As soon as her figure disappeared, a man appeared at the bridge, shouted "Su He" and ran straight to the end of the bridge.

Meng Po was in a trance, and some didn't react. The man is about to run to the end of the bridge. Meng Po's spell flickered and stopped in front of him with an open hand, blocking his way: "Fortunately, you can't spell. If you know, that's good. Do you have to let me fall into the forgotten river? "

Meng Po said, raised his hand, looked at the blood on the back of his hand, shook his head, blew it carefully with his mouth, and recovered.

And the man doesn't seem to give up, with his hand as a knife, to Meng Po, Meng Po raised his hand to block, he became alert, took the opportunity to backhand caught Meng Po's wrist, Meng Po nature is not bad, while a fall behind him, broke free from his offensive, the man put his hands in the air, could not move.

"General, good skill!" Meng Po smiled and walked around to see that his eyes were covered with red silk. It seems that he is still trying to break the spell. Meng Po raised his eyebrows: "Do you know the difference between mortals and immortals? Is inseparable from right and wrong! You are a general at a young age, and I thought you were more open! "

Meng Po looked at the man with a chuckle and turned to the forgotten river: "Do you know that the river in front of you is full of gloom, telling greed and delusion, and all worldly desires are contained in this river? Only those who have nothing to desire can be baptized by this water and come back to life! "

Meng Po turned around and looked at him coldly: "Do you think my bowl of Meng Po soup is just to forget the past grievances? Just to prevent stubborn people like you! Take your soul and jump into this river. Even if it doesn't disappear, you will be reincarnated as a disabled person and live in the world! "

Meng Po saw that his eyes softened a little, and secretly made an expression of eyes to Shen. Shen got the message and handed Meng Po a bowl full of Meng Po soup.

"Why? Can you think about it? " Meng Po test way

His eyes slowly let go of his guard and persistence and closed his eyes.

Meng Po smiled, with a wave of his long sleeve, and his hand stopped in mid-air was put down.

His eyes were closed and his tone was extremely forbearing. "I have paid back everything I should in my life!" Parents and brothers, world peace! "He suddenly opened his eyes, red eyes, revealing loneliness and unwillingness:" Only her feelings, I have no return! " As he spoke, he suddenly jumped into the forgotten river. ...

Meng Po was startled by his actions, and instantly responded, reaching for it. Did Meng Po's soup fall all over the floor? ...

Meng Po's hand slipped through his smooth clothes and touched his palm. There seems to be a slight "snapping" sound. Meng Po was delayed and forgot to save him. He just watched him fall into the forgotten river. ...

"Wow, for the tenth time in a thousand years, that's brave enough." Sun wandering god touched his mouth and appreciated it.

Meng Po stare blankly, trance, she raised her hand, the red rope between the wrist has disappeared, and an iron ring is now standing in the palm. She looked at him with her eyebrows twisted, and when she remembered his parting eyes, her heart suddenly ached. That was a thousand years ago ... no, or longer. Where has she seen it?

But where is it?

"I want to find him. He untied my red rope, but he wants to give it back to me! " Say that finish, walked to the bridge, also don't look back.

Leaving the wandering god of the sun behind, he inexplicably recited: "Red rope? The red rope ... "I seem to have forgotten some spells. Suddenly, I patted my forehead and shouted, "Red rope! You, you, you and your husband have found it! "

But ... After crossing the bridge, Meng Po was long gone!