God lures him to attack

When the ferryman stopped, the sound of the flute also stopped, as if the ship was moving forward by the sound of the ferryman's flute.

"The Naihe Bridge is here." The ferryman's voice was low, as if it came from some empty cave.

Qian Sha took the two people off the boat and watched the ferryman drive the boat away, disappearing into a thick fog.

"The soul is broken at the ghost gate of the deep abyss, sighing silently on the road to Huangquan. I am tied to the Naihe bridge in the previous life, and I have already drank the soup of Meng Po. If you love the three life stones of reincarnation, the flowers bloom and the leaves fall to the flowers on the other side. Go up to the poor and fall to the yellow spring, and hold your hand for a thousand years to forget the river." A woman wearing a veil sat on the edge of the Naihe Bridge, murmured, and served bowls of Meng Po soup to people crossing the bridge, "After drinking this bowl of soup, everything in the past will be like smoke."

Qiansha walked towards her, there was a bowl where she was sitting, the bowl was empty, but with the arrival of the ghost, the bowl of soup gradually emerged, it was as clear as the water in the Wangchuan River, reflecting Follow the life and death of the dead soul.

Next to Granny Meng, there is a stone with the Sansheng Stone written on it. The name of the person crossing the Naihe Bridge will appear on the stone, disappear, and a new name will appear again, which may be the name of the deceased. .

"Come on, drink this bowl of soup, the past..." Granny Meng's voice was very vicissitudes, she greeted the ghosts coming and going, but when she looked up, she saw Qiansha's face.She was taken aback for a moment, then sighed, "Too much obsession may not be a good thing."

"You go, I hope you can continue your relationship in the next life." Qian Sha didn't notice Po Meng's sigh, but pushed He Sheng and Zhong Shaohuai there, let them drink Po Meng's soup, cross the Naihe Bridge, and pass away.

He Sheng and Zhong Shaohuai held hands and walked towards the place where Po Meng was. They each drank a bowl of Po Meng's soup, and saw their past in the bowl.Those past events dissipated with the bowl of Mengpo soup and faded away in their minds.

"Go, cross the Naihe Bridge and be a good person." Meng Po waved her hand and signaled them to cross the Naihe Bridge.

Zhong Shaohuai and He Sheng stepped onto the Naihe Bridge, walked towards the other side of the bridge, and gradually disappeared into the misty mist in the distance.

"Lord Hanba, would you like a drink?" Just as Qian Sha was about to turn around and leave, Granny Meng said this in his direction.

It was also these words that made Qiansha realize that after entering the underworld, he returned to Bai Qiansha's appearance, with white hair and black robe.He looked down at himself reflected in the gossip mirror, his red pupils looked pale.

what happened?After entering the underworld, will he restore Hanba's identity?

"How do you know I'm Hanba?" Qian Sha walked in the direction of Meng Po.

Go, Granny Meng put a bowl in front of him, and the clear soup gradually sloshed out of the bowl, and some pictures that he didn't remember appeared on the clear soup.

"See for yourself." Granny Meng smiled lightly, and asked Qian Sha to see for herself what appeared in the clear soup.

In the picture, he is Bai Qianshen. He was escorted by several ghost messengers to the side of Naihe Bridge, and Granny Meng handed him a bowl of soup.

"Lord Hanba, after 1000 years, why are you still so obsessed? Drinking this bowl of Meng Po soup will clear your karma from your past and present lives, and you will be able to pass away." Po Meng shook the clear soup in the bowl quietly, and the clear soup emerged It destroyed the memories of him and Ziyu during their lifetime.

"Zi Yu? Where is Zi Yu? Is he here too? What did you do to him?" Bai Qiancha pushed away the ghost messenger behind him, picked up the bowl of Mengpo soup, and looked at the picture on the screen reluctantly. man.

"After drinking this bowl of soup, you can be reincarnated and go to him." Granny Meng coaxed, and Bai Qiancha brought the bowl of soup to her lips little by little.

He took a sip and felt that those memories about Zi Yu were fading. He immediately understood that this bowl of soup was Meng Po soup. After drinking it, he would completely forget the past with Zi Yu and enter a new cycle of reincarnation.

"No, you lied to me!" Bai Qiansha overturned the bowl of soup, wrapped in red flames, as if to fight against the people here.

Suddenly, the ghost messenger pulled out his whip, and slammed it on him fiercely, throwing him

The flames on his body went out.

"You'd better be quiet, it's rare for someone to be punished for you."

"Someone was punished for me? Zi Yu..." The first person Bai Qiancha thought of was Zi Yu. In this world, only Zi Yu would treat him sincerely.

"Where is he? Tell me where is he? I don't want to be reincarnated, I'm going to find him, where did you lock him up, tell me! If you don't tell me, I'll mess up the whole hell!" Bai Qiancha's longing and Anger ignited the flames on his body again. This time, he caught the whip from the ghost guards and glared at them angrily, "Do you want me to be arrested with just a whip? You are too underestimating me! "

"If you really want to find him, you will enter reincarnation. Half of the person you are looking for is here, and half is in the world." Meng Po said calmly and calmly, she picked up the empty bowl on the ground , shook his head and sighed, "There is only one bowl of this Mengpo soup per person, if it is overturned, there is no need to make it up."

"What do you mean by that?" Bai Qiancha didn't understand, and Po Meng didn't continue the conversation with him, and started to mutter to herself.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, I only took a sip." Meng Po shook her head and sighed, put the bowl back on the table, and turned to look at Bai Qiancha, "If one day you come to my place again and still want to find this person, I will tell you Where is he, but if you cross the bridge of Naihe now, you will never see him."

"Okay, it's a deal." Bai Qiancha withdrew the flames on his body,

Step in the direction of Naihe Bridge.

"I remembered, because I drank a sip of Mengpo soup before crossing the Naihe Bridge, so I forgot some memories." Qian Sha remembered everything, how he was reincarnated, and understood why he returned to the bridge. The underworld will change back to the form of Hanba.

"Although you have a mortal body, you are still a drought in essence, but there is no threat to everyone." Meng Po put Meng Po soup on the table and turned to look at Sansheng Stone.On the Sansheng Stone, the names of Lu Yao and Shuo Shuo emerged.

Their reincarnated names are Lu Yao and Shuo Shuo. Their past names have been erased, but they still have memories of the past, and they still call themselves their past identities.

"You promised to tell me where he is, I'm here now, tell me quickly!" Qian Sha came back to her senses, and asked Po Meng where Hu Moxi was.

"Qiansha! Qiansha!" The gossip mirror in Qiansha's hand was shaking, but Gan Ze's voice could not be transmitted through the gossip mirror.

"Qiansha, don't listen to Granny Meng's words, Granny Meng is lying to you, Qiansha, did you hear me!" Gan Ze crouched beside the coffin, looking at the picture that appeared in the mirror, and cracks began to appear in the picture.

Gan Ze was taken aback.

"Oops, someone broke our connection at the other end, and the mirror is about to break." Gan Ze hurriedly turned his head, looking for something in the house, and finally, he will

His eyes fell on Hu Moxi, and he shouted to Xiaotian: "Xiaotian, take a knife, cut off Moxi's finger, and drip the blood on the gossip mirror."

"Come with me, I'll take you to find the person you're looking for." Granny Meng took off her veil, and a young woman's face appeared in Qiansha's pupils, like poisonous flower buds, in Qiansha's pupils bloom.

"Okay." As if bewitched by something, Qian Sha's body was out of control, and she followed Granny Meng towards a specific direction.