I am the real person of Yuding

Chapter 91 The First Life Is Named Gu Xi

After one step and one wait, Qingyu almost became impatient, seeing that it was only a few feet away from the gate of the palace, but they had been waiting in line for several hours.

Qingyu intends to strike up a conversation with the ghosts before and after, otherwise she will be bored to death alone, okay?
"Hi, brother ghost, how did you die?" Qingyu patted the shoulder of the ghost in front of him.

So the ghost turned his head grimly, and Qingyu almost jumped up on the spot without being frightened: I'm so stupid, how hard am I to think about it?Want to chat with ghosts?
The face of the ghost in front of him was ashen, it was hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman, his eyes were rolled up, his tongue was hanging on his chest, and his every move seemed extremely stiff.

"You—guess—ah—" The voice spit out from the mouth that couldn't close its mouth, it was extremely difficult, every word, slow and weak.

"Are you hanging yourself?" This is a bit obvious, okay, Qingyu asked without thinking: "Why?"

"I can't live any longer." The ghost seemed to lower his head a little bit, but it was a pity that his neck was stiff and his lowering was not so natural.Then the ghost turned his head away, leaving only Qingyu in a daze.

When she walked all the way to the bluestone slab, she raised her head, and an old woman with a wrinkled face fell into her eye sockets.

"Yo, is it a fairy?" Granny Meng looked at the sapphire with a smile, and opened her eyes hard.

"Yes, Xiaoxian Yuding."

"Reverend Yuding?" Meng Po smiled and said, "The disciples you have taught are very powerful!"

"Ah? Your old man has seen Yang Jian?" After Qingyu asked, she regretted a little. How could Po Meng not know that Yang Jian led people into the underworld.

"Well, I saw him burn the Yan Luo Hall with my own eyes." Meng Po smiled and said, "It's a good thing I didn't burn my Meng Po Hall hahaha..."

"..."

This is the case, no wonder the Yan Luo Palace is such a depressed scene.

"A real person, please use it!" With a flick of Granny Meng's hands, a delicate small bowl appeared on the table in front of Qingyu. The painting on the bowl was very strange, it was a smooth and round bluestone.

"Thank you!" Qingyu looked at the tea-colored drink in front of her, thinking that this was the legendary Mengpo soup.

Pick it up and drink it down.

"how is the taste?"

"It's not bad! It's sweet, like sugar water." Qingyu never thought that Mengpo soup would taste like this.

"Where did the real person come from just now?" Granny Meng asked unhurriedly as she put away the bowl.

"From the Palace of Yama!" Qingyu said, didn't she ask this knowingly?You have been in the underworld for so long, you don't know the process?

Granny Meng flicked her sleeves again with a smile, and another bowl of Po Meng soup.

It was only then that Qingyu realized the intention of the question, and she was also a little surprised. Doesn't this Mengpo soup take effect immediately?How can I still have memory?

Without further ado, let's drink another bowl.

"This cup is actually bitter? Granny Meng, isn't your soup made in one pot?" Qingyu bared her teeth and said, the bitterness was a bit unbearable for her.

"Hahaha...Meng Po's soup has many flavors." Meng Po waved her sleeves again and got another bowl.

"..."

Qingyu was dumbfounded, how could she remember things so clearly?

Drink again!

"This cup is sour, like vinegar!"

waving sleeves...

When she drank the sixth bowl, Qingyu couldn't take it any longer, this bowl is so big, it's really full, she can't hold it anymore!

"Wait... Granny Meng, does your soup really work? Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?" Qingyu supported the mouth of the bowl, only feeling a little tired. Is this the first punishment?

"Maybe the real person is a fairy, so the effect is not good. Over the years, this soup has never been effective. This soup has seven flavors. Ordinary mortals can forget the past after drinking it. Are you a fairy? It's not good. How about it, If a real person has tasted all seven flavors and the memory is still there, it will not be too late for me to make another soup." Po Meng explained.

Qingyu saw that the color of the bowl in front of her was different from the previous one, she couldn't help but hiccupped, her heart swelled, she raised the bowl to her mouth, took a sip, and gulped it all down.

"..."

"Really? What's your first bowl?" Granny Meng took the bowl and looked at Qingyu with a smile.

"Huh? What?"

"Real?"

"Are you calling me? Here? Am I real?"

"Hahaha..." Meng Po smiled triumphantly, and gestured to a female ghost next to her, who led Qingyu towards the side door in the hall.

Outrageous!This medicine is really useless!

Qingyu pretended to be stupid, and acted dumbfounded. You must know that she really didn't want to drink another bowl of that soup. First, she couldn't drink it anymore. Second, the taste was so pure. Bitter is really bitter, and spicy is really spicy. Decoction, it may take a while for this medicine to work.

Let's run away from that place first, and I'm afraid Po Meng's brand name will be lost after drinking it.

Qingyu was concentrating on thinking about Meng Potang, when suddenly the female ghost pushed her away, Qingyu realized it, but it was too late.

She fell into nothingness, without a ray of light, and then she had a terrible feeling, she felt that there was a very mysterious thing around her that was absorbing the mana on her body?Still conscious?
She didn't have time to resist, and just thinking about casting a spell, she became a little confused, and then there was a roar in her ears——

When I opened my eyes, it was the long-lost light from the sun.

Now she has become a newborn baby, crying out of her mouth, damn it, is the memory still there?That Mengpo soup is really unreliable.

It's not bad to have a memory, isn't it a big advantage to survive if you know more?

Qingyu thought about it, but soon realized that something was wrong: Why is she in a forest?Where is dad?mother?
The wind in the forest was very strong, and the wind carried bamboo leaves falling down and scattered around Qingyu, Qingyu couldn't help shivering.

It was getting late, and this world seemed to have forgotten Qingyu, her stomach growled uncontrollably, Qingyu was already shivering from the cold, and her little face turned blue.

I don't care... Could it be that this life is coming to an end soon?Qingyu felt a little speechless: Is this the first adventure you wrote to me, Si Ming, with all your brains?Freeze or starve?

But Qingyu couldn't do anything, so she had to resign herself to her fate and closed her eyes, she didn't even have the strength to scream, okay?

I don't know if it was sleepy or if I was really starving to death and freezing to death, Qingyu didn't move, and just lay there motionless...

"...Ah..." Just as she was falling asleep, she suddenly felt her body floating up?This... is this really going to heaven?
Waking up suddenly, there was a middle-aged man with a beard in front of him, holding himself in his arms and examining him carefully.

Don't, don't, don't... just read it all!

"It's a girl doll. It looks like it doesn't lack arms or legs. Why did you throw it away?" The man said to himself.

"Ah..." Qingyu wanted to speak, but the words came to her lips.

"Hey, what a villain, he doesn't cry or make trouble, so good." The man smiled, and then looked around, but finally saw no one.

"What should I do? There are wolves in the woods after dark. I'm afraid this little guy will die, but I'm a big man and I don't know how to raise babies." The man said to himself, scratching his head, hesitating very much.

Take it back, take it back, I promise not to cry or make trouble, I don't want to be the food of wild beasts!

"Ahhh..." Qingyu yelled, and the man sighed softly.

"I guess it's fate, little guy, you can stay with me in the future." The man looked up at the sky, it was getting late, and the wind was rolling and the clouds were relaxing.

The man hugged Qingyu tightly in his arms and wrapped it in his coarse linen clothes, with a bit of joy on his face: "Little guy, I'll give you a name, Gu Xi, does it sound nice?"

(End of this chapter)