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Chapter 1014 Epilogue (39)

Especially if it is explained, he may not necessarily listen, because he does not understand.

This is the problem of too large a boundary gap.

Although disappointed, Yimo did not forget his duty, and answered Li Cang's question: "That's Meng Po Village, the first place to go when the new spirit enters the underworld, register with Meng Po, and order a bowl of Meng Po soup , It’s useful when you’re in reincarnation. Drink Mengpo soup and forget about the past, so you can have a new reincarnation.”

"Meng Po Soup." Wu Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "I've heard of the name Meng Po Tang a long time ago, and I'm also curious, is Meng Po really a mother-in-law? There are some stories in the small world that say that Meng Po is a great beauty Well. I wonder if we can go in and have a look?"

"That would disappoint Lord Mozun." A somewhat hoarse woman's voice sounded behind her.

Wusheng turned his head and saw an old woman in a thorn hairpin cloth skirt, with silver hair and traces of time on her face.

The old woman smiled and cupped her hands and said: "Old woman Meng Po, I have met the ancient gods and Lord Mozun. When I heard that the two adults were visiting, the old woman waited here in advance, because I guessed that the two would want to come to the old woman's Meng Po village. Take a look."

"I really want to take a look." Wusheng also smiled: "Grandma Meng made a mistake in another sentence, and I am not disappointed. Although a stunning woman is exciting, but an old man like Granny Meng, who has become stronger through time, is even more impressive. people want to see."

"Master Mozun is ridiculous." Meng Po smiled: "But the rumors are different, Mr. Mozun. Look, old woman, it is a rumor from the outside world, which has tarnished your name."

Wusheng smiled, and didn't want to talk about this topic: "Didn't you invite us to visit Zhuangzi?"

"Ah, yes, the old lady is too old to forget things, so please don't take offense." Granny Meng saluted and made an invitation gesture: "You guys, please come with the old lady."

"it is good."

Wu Sheng nodded and led the crowd to follow.

Meng Po Zhuang looks dilapidated from the outside, but after entering the door, it is better, not so dilapidated, but it is very empty.

In the huge yard, there were no flowers, no scenery, not even any decorations, only a steaming cauldron made of copper in the center.

It is three or four meters high, and a ladder is built on it for easy access.

Meng Po pointed to the copper pot: "Adults, please look, what is cooked here is Meng Po soup. The old woman has been cooking this soup for 10,000+ years since she was conscious."

10,000+ years?

Wu Sheng did some calculations, probably not long after the Three Realms had just stabilized.

It turned out that the underworld was born so early.

"This soup tastes pretty good, everyone who has tasted it said it was good." Granny Meng laughed so hard that she lost her eyes, like an enthusiastic old lady: "Will adults have a bowl?"

Drink Mengpo soup?

The corners of Wusheng's mouth twitched: "Isn't it true that if you drink Mengpo soup, you will forget your past and present lives, and you can also drink this thing indiscriminately?"

"Hey, that effect is for ordinary spirits, but are adults ordinary spirits? You are not even spirits. You have entered this underworld with a living body. Drinking a bowl of Meng Po soup is the same as drinking ordinary soup. There is no such difference. That is whether it tastes good or not, and whether it suits the taste." Granny Meng explained with a smile.

"Hmm..." Wusheng looked at Li Cang, asking for advice, "Do you want a drink?"

Li Cang smiled helplessly: "You can drink as much as you want, anyway, I will accompany you."

"Okay!" What Wusheng wanted was this sentence: "Then, Granny Meng, give me a bowl, one bowl is fine, we both drink together."

Meng Po still smiled and said, "Okay, adults, wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, she walked to the ladder with a cane and climbed up slowly.

Don't look at her old appearance, but she climbs up the ladder very nimbly, even more agile than young people.

After three or two strokes, he brought down a bowl of soup and handed it to Wusheng: "Quick, this soup is best when it's hot, but it will be bitter when it's cold."

"Okay." Wusheng took it over, looked it up with Li Cang first, and then tentatively brought it to his mouth to take a sip.

But was stopped.

"??" Wu Sheng looked at Li Cang with questioning eyes.

Li Cang shook his head lightly: "I'll come first."

Wusheng's heart warmed up: "It's okay, it's just a bowl of soup, at worst, I'll force it out with magic energy."

"No, I'll do it." Li Cang snatched it over skillfully, and said seriously, "Just in case."

He watched the rising heat, was silent for a while, and took a small sip.

After about a minute of silence, Wu Sheng couldn't wait any longer, raised his hand and waved in front of him: "Li Cang? How are you, you haven't forgotten me, have you?"

Li Cang came back to his senses, and the corners of his lips raised a slight arc: "No, no one will forget you if I forget you. This soup tastes good, it's a bit like beef soup, try it."

beef soup?
Wusheng blinked, and couldn't wait to take a sip, tasted the taste, and was a little surprised: "It really tastes like beef soup, it's amazing."

Seeing them like this, San Sheng also got hungry.

"Give me, give me a sip too!" She hovered around the bowl like a moth.

Wusheng patted her away, with a half-smile: "This is what we drank, you don't dislike it?"

Sansheng: ...

It's okay if you don't say it, but when I say it, I suddenly respond.

She puffed her cheeks angrily, aggrieved.

Wu Sheng raised his forehead and asked first: "Grandma Meng, can she drink this soup?"

San Sheng immediately looked at Po Meng eagerly, afraid that she would say no.

Fortunately, Meng Po said: "Yes, of course it is possible. The body of Master Sansheng is the Sansheng Stone. The Sansheng Stone engraved with people's past life, present life and future life can restrain the effect of Meng Po Tang."

"That's good." Wusheng nodded: "Can I have another one, a smaller one."

Granny Meng laughed: "It's good that the grown-ups like it, and the old lady will get some more."

She climbed up again slowly, and got two copies in a while.

A small bottle cap size is Sansheng's, and a normal portion is given to Li Cang.

Li Cang didn't refuse, took it and drank it one mouthful at a time.

Yi Mo swallowed his saliva watching from the sidelines.

Wusheng motioned to him: "Why don't you have a bowl too?"

"No, no, villains are not adults. After drinking this soup, you forget everything. You can't forget it now." Yimo scratched his head: "And, when the villain entered the underworld, he had already ordered a bowl from his mother-in-law. Soup, when it's the villain's turn to reincarnate, he will naturally have a taste of Mengpo's soup."

"Okay." Now that he said so, Wu Sheng didn't care anymore.

A family of three stood in the yard and finished their portion.

The stomach is warm and melted, and I burp, full of the aroma of beef soup.

It is very satisfying to drink.

Yi Mo's eyes became greedy again, but he couldn't drink, so he couldn't help swallowing, hoping that it would be his turn to reincarnate soon, so that he could taste the taste of Meng Po soup.

Although everyone knows the effect of Mengpo soup, people's curiosity is strong. Among these spirits left in the underworld, eight out of ten want to taste the taste of Mengpo soup.

(End of this chapter)