Husband and wife both hook their souls

On the bluestone bridge deck, with five steps, the west of the bridge is a woman, and the east of the bridge is a man, but we parted in the previous life, but we will never see each other again in this life...

After entering the ghost gate, stepping on Huangquan Road, walking to Wangchuan River, you will see Naihe Bridge.

By the side of Naihe Bridge, Po Meng straightened the folds of her skirt, reached for the gourd ladle, stirred it in the lukewarm soup pot, and skilfully scooped out a ladle of ecstasy soup.

Granny Meng got up early today, and the ecstasy soup was ready early, but after waiting for a reincarnated ghost, could it be that the world has become peaceful recently, and even fewer people died?Granny Meng muttered, but didn't even look at what kind of ghost was standing in front of her, she brought a bowl of ecstasy soup and handed it over.

After waiting for a while, the ghost reached out to pick it up.

Possessed, Po Meng raised her head and took a closer look. It turned out to be a young ghost about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a sixth-grade court dress in Yangjian, with a thin body and fair face. With inexplicable sadness.

Sad?The sad look of Meng Po is much more visible!How many dead ghosts have sad faces because of their greed for the anger and ignorance of their previous lives, just like the smiles of people in the world of heaven, this sad look is the iconic expression of the underworld.

Granny Meng pulled the corners of her lips, glanced at the young man with a look of disdain, and asked indifferently, "Why? Don't you want to drink?"

The boy raised his pretty eyebrows, stretched out a thin white hand in a daze, pointed at the soup bowl in Granny Meng's hand, and asked anxiously: "Dare to ask Granny, is this bowl of soup the legendary ecstasy soup?"

"Legend? What legend? This is real ecstasy soup!"

Entering the underworld and mentioning the legend of the underworld?This boy is really pedantic.

Granny Meng passed the soup bowl forward again, signaling the young man to stop talking nonsense and drink it as soon as possible to reincarnate.But the boy withdrew his hand violently, and shouted in panic: "I won't drink it! I won't drink the ecstasy soup! I don't want...I can't forget him!"

"Yo...you don't want to forget him? Does he still remember you?"

Granny Meng sarcastically said that this kind of unforgettable old drama is staged on the Naihe Bridge every day, and Po Meng has been tired of hearing it countless times.

The young man suddenly burst into tears, clasped his hands behind his back tightly, shook his head desperately but said nothing, let alone pick up the bowl of ecstasy soup that was handed to him.

A child cannot be taught, and Po Meng's face fell instantly, and she scolded displeasedly:

"I said, Master Su Jingyu, is it because you can't let go of your sixth-rank official title and wealth in your previous life, or because you can't let go of your good friend?"

The young man named Su Jingyu had tears in his bright eyes, but there was nothing worthy of pity in Po Meng's eyes.

What's there to cry about?Happily drank the ecstasy soup, happily reincarnated and reincarnated, ten years later he will be a handsome young man again!

This is Meng Po's logic. Humans and ghosts have to go through this anyway, no matter what kind of wealth or grievances he had in his previous life, he will be wiped clean here, and he will start from scratch in the next life?

But what Su Jingyu was crying about was not the fame and wealth that he had just obtained through all kinds of hard work, but the little Prince Jing'an that he couldn't let go of!

Back then, when Su Jingyu had achieved fame in the imperial court, he ran into the young Prince Jing'an unexpectedly on the day he was conferred the title of Miansheng.

When the romantic prince first saw the handsome and handsome young man, his desire to seize the heirloom was overshadowed by the inexplicable feelings of broken sleeves. It took several pursuits and devotion to win Su Jingyu's heart.

Su Jingyu, who is pure by nature, originally only had one heart, and planned to dedicate this heart completely to the imperial court, but after being obtained by the young Prince Jingan with all his efforts, this heart was split in two. Half of it is still loyal to the imperial court, but the other half is given to the young Prince Jingan.

If the feelings of broken sleeves happened to two ordinary teenagers, maybe they wouldn't be so tormented. Once the different positions of each other were clarified, the love that had just sprouted between Su Jingyu and the little prince Jing'an had not had time to blossom, and was prematurely interrupted by the sudden storm. Negative consequences were concluded.

The courtiers reported that the young prince of Jing'an was treasonous and treasonous, and the place where the soldiers were exposed was the remote prefecture and county under the jurisdiction of Su Jingyu.

The Holy Lord, Longyan, was furious, and secretly instructed loyal ministers to conduct a thorough investigation of the conspiracy, and the person who was authorized was Su Jingyu, who had just fallen in love with the young prince of Jing'an.

Su Jingyu broke out in a cold sweat when she received the secret decree. On the left is the imperial court who is determined to serve, and on the right is the beloved young prince of Jing'an. Now he can hardly face the left and right love and kill each other, and he has lost his delicate demeanor.

After lingering haggardly for a whole night, Su Jingyu boldly made a decision to secretly report that the young Prince Jing'an had fled to another country, and he himself was willing to bear all the responsibilities for doing things badly.

It's a pity that man's calculation is not as good as heaven's calculation. Although the young prince Jing'an escaped smoothly, the broken sleeve feelings between them were suddenly exposed at this time.

The crime of secretly investigating and leaking information is enough for him to be dismissed and dealt with severely. In addition to the serious crime of an accomplice who conspired against and usurped the throne, it would not be a pity for a sixth-rank official to die hundreds of times.

How could an angry king consider pardoning his faults?Even if this Su Jingyu has worked hard to benefit the common people, how can he escape the unforgivable crime?

With the order of the ruthless king, Su Jingyu was sent to death row.

On a snowy day, Su Jingyu endured the punishment of Ling Chi, which was worse than death. The countless cuts and cuts did not cut off his feelings for the little prince Jing'an, and his vision no longer became clear He was in excruciating pain, and he never waited for the sweetheart who kept saying that he would pick him up and leave with him.

Su Jingyu died.

Because he did not participate in the treason, and he had benefited the common people but failed to die well, the Ten Temple Wheel-Turning King arranged for him to reincarnate in the next life as soon as possible to a prosperous and wealthy family, but when he came to Naihe Bridge, he refused to drink the enchanting soup.

"I won't drink, I will wait for him to find me!"

Do you want to drink a toast?This is purely scolding!Granny Meng put the soup bowl in her hand on the table with a bang, put one hand on her waist, and cursed at Su Jingyu with the other: "You are sincere, and you don't want to die with peace. Do you think you can wait for him? Everyone His fate is predestined in the dark, you and him are only destined for one life but have no part!"

Fan Hao and Xie Yi were passing by, but Xie Yi couldn't help but stop when he heard Granny Meng's scolding.

Why does this scolding sound more and more like scolding yourself?Xie Yi couldn't help but stopped by the bridge, watching the confrontation between Po Meng and Su Jingyu coldly.

Fan Hao also stopped, and stayed by his side without saying a word.

"No! I don't believe it! He said he wouldn't leave me!"

Su Jingyu inserted her hands into her temples, shaking her head in pain, unwilling to listen to Granny Meng's unreasonable scolding.

Granny Meng had no choice but to poke Su Jingyu heavily with her outstretched hand, then pointed to the Wangxiang Terrace and said, "You don't believe me? I'll make a precept today for you to die! You can see it at a glance on the township platform, and see if I have lied to you."

Su Jingyu looked up at Ai Ai Qiqi, thanked Granny Meng with teary eyes, and hurriedly stepped onto the Wangxiang Terrace.

The chaotic mist under the Wangxiang stage became extremely clear the moment Su Jingyu looked down.

In a scene that seemed to be watching a drama in a mirror, the suave and suave young prince of Jing'an was drinking and drinking, and in his arms was a young man whose appearance was not inferior to Su Jingyu's.

The always flirtatious little Prince Jing'an raised the chin of the man in his arms with his fingers, and kissed his cold lips sincerely.

The light pecking kiss turned into tongue-teeth entanglement in an instant, the young prince of Jing'an pressed the panting young man on the wine table, lifted the hem of his robe, and punched him in with ease.

"My lord...it hurts..." The young Lang complained coquettishly: "My lord is so rough, Ming'er can bear it, but please don't leave Ming'er behind after the lord has done it. ...ah...ah..."

"Are you asking about... the one whose surname is Su? This king and him are just playing around, not to mention dead people. The person I like most now is you, so naturally I won't leave you..."

Su Jingyu slumped down on the ground. This cannot be described as someone taking a cold tea, it should be thrown away like a shoe!Su Jingyu's eyes, which had already been crying like peaches, were wide open in a daze, but no more tears flowed.

Naturally I won't leave you...Naturally I won't leave you...

It turns out that this sentence is just a casual remark, so that this sentence can be said to anyone casually?

That person was still acting in the world, but he was waiting stubbornly in the underworld. No matter how obsessed he was, it was nothing more than a dream of his previous life. In the end, nothing but nothingness and emptiness remained.

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Walking back to Naihe Bridge in a daze, Su Jingyu was no longer emotional, but just stared at the bowl of ecstasy soup in a daze.

Seeing his situation like this, Meng Po thought that he had figured it out, so Fu picked up the bowl of ecstasy soup and handed it in front of him.

"Give!"

The dazed Su Jingyu still didn't reach out to pick up the ecstasy soup, but slowly shifted his eyes from the soup bowl to Wang Chuanhe, muttering to himself: "There is no love and no fun in the world, so let's go!"

After finishing speaking, Su Jingyu leaped sideways and resolutely jumped off the Naihe Bridge.

God damn it!Dead ghosts also play the trick of jumping into the river to commit suicide?