Notes on hitting ghosts

Chapter 226 Naihe Bridge

The little turtle thought for a while, and finally said with a smile: "Each has its own style, each has its own merits, and each has its own charm!"

I'm dizzy, this little kid really knows a lot, he's an absolute rascal.

Fortunately, he died at such a young age, otherwise he would become a hooligan who harmed thousands of girls when he grew up.

I said, "Are there any precautions on the Naihe Bridge? Tell me."

Little Gui'er thought for a while, and finally shook his head: "There are no precautions, the men are on the left and the women are on the right. When you get to the top, you can drink Meng Po soup and go down with the ghost."

I smiled helplessly: "Drink Mengpo soup? After drinking Mengpo soup, I will completely reincarnate. Wouldn't my trip to save people become a trip to die?"

Little Gui'er said: "Then I can't help it. I can't intercede for you, otherwise hell will send ghost messengers to arrest you."

I thought about it, and what the little turtle said was right, so I hurriedly asked: "Then can you give me some money?"

Little Gui'er was speechless: "Forget it, Po Meng is the richest down here. I guess Yan Luo's money is not as much as Po Meng's."

Xiaohong asked curiously: "Isn't it just a seller of breakfast? How can there be so much money?"

Little Guier said: "What do you sell early? This is a good job that everyone envies in hell. If it weren't for the fact that this little girl, Meng Po, had an affair with Yan Luo, you think this little girl can get such a good job." Errand?"

Hey, I really didn't think there was such a big trick in it.So I hurriedly asked: "How can this be considered a good job? Don't you find it very exciting to watch so many innocent ghosts lose their past life memories every day, and change from a normal ghost to an idiot?"

Little Gui'er said: "Where, have you seen those people? After drinking Meng Po's soup, I don't even know what the money is. When he came out, that idiot thought he was giving him a massage, and it would be so cool to give such a pretty girl a massage."

I said: "Okay, let's stop talking nonsense with you, let's go quickly, it will be troublesome when Granny Meng gets off work later."

So I took Xiaohong's hand and continued to walk. From a distance, I saw an arched bridge connecting the two banks of the river. This bridge must be at least nearly a hundred meters long. There are no railings on both sides, and there are densely packed people standing on it It is Sombra.

The closer you get, the more you can see the situation above. The people standing on the left are all men, and the people on the right are all women, queuing up on the bridge.And under the bridge, there are also dense crowds, huddled together, just like the scene of the Foxconn factory recruiting workers.

Damn, if you line up like this, it won't be until the year of the monkey.As I thought about it, I felt helpless for a while.

No wonder it is called Naihe Bridge. Seeing this long line, it is really helpless.

After getting close, there are two couplets hanging on the left and right sides of the bridge about three meters wide.

The couplet on the right: go through the gold and silver road in one go, and give you good fortune and fortune.

I wanted to see if there was a horizontal batch, but I didn't find it.

After those innocent souls walked through Huangquan Road, they were basically a little stupid, so all of them had dull eyes. Although they still retained a trace of humanity, they were basically equivalent to senile dementia.If we wanted to jump in line, it was easy.

This is the first time I jumped in line, I didn't expect to jump in the queue of ghosts.

I saw that these men and women were voluntarily queuing separately, so I said to Xiaohong: "Xiaohong, I'm queuing on the left, you go to the right, after a while, I have a clever plan to let us get away with it."

Xiaohong was still a little nervous: "Hai Sui, are you sure? It can be said in "Notes on a Ghost Clash", that Granny Meng's scoop can kill anyone when hitting a ghost, and even kills with one blow. Just kidding. This Meng Po is a typical city management type of female man."

To be honest, I'm still very nervous.But when I think of Che Yanyan still suffering from the pain of arrows piercing her heart on the tenth floor of hell, how can I feel at ease in my heart?

But when I think of taking Xiaohong to follow me to take risks, I also feel uncomfortable in my heart. Why should a woman sacrifice for you?After much deliberation, I finally decided to let Xiaohong stay: "Xiaohong, you can wait for me here, or you can go back first, I can't let you get hurt because of me."

Xiaohong smiled miserably at me: "Is it useful to make this joke at this time?"

"I'm not joking." I said to Xiaohong with a serious expression: "I am very grateful for everything you have done before. It is precisely because you have given me too much that I cannot continue to bear your kindness, Xiaohong. , you don’t want me to run through hell with worries in my heart!”

Xiaohong laughed out loud, "Okay, stop trying to persuade me, I'm not here for nothing, I have my purpose."

I looked at Xiaohong inexplicably and said, "Oh, what is your purpose here?"

"It's very simple." Xiaohong said: "Isn't there a three-life stone after crossing the Naihe Bridge? It is said that this three-life stone can see the past life, present life and future life. I want to see my past life, then my future life, and then my present life." What is the future of my life? I won’t be allowed to stay in the young lady’s nest for the rest of my life. Although there is a specialization in art, I really don’t want to specialize in it at all.”

I comforted Xiaohong and said: "Don't worry, I will arrange a generous and decent job for you when I become promising in the future, do you think it will work?"

Xiaohong said: "Okay, when are you going to be successful?"

"Wait until I go to college." I said, "I will be the boss at that time, and I will give you a general manager."

"Hey, you're so childish." Xiaohong smiled faintly, "Who told you that you can become a boss after you go to college."

"Isn't it?" I asked inexplicably.

"Do you know that there are three worst employees in my young lady's den, what educational qualifications do they have?" Xiaohong asked.

"It should be a primary school diploma."

"Fart." Xiaohong said: "They are all three female college students. Damn, the price is too high. To satisfy some high-ranking clients, the one-off fee is much higher than ours. I'm really envious and jealous. Indeed, knowledge is money."

I really can't complain about Miss Xiaohong's money world view.But I was too lazy to complain, so I said to Xiaohong: "Sister Hong, just wait here, I'll take a look for you in front of the Sansheng Stone, don't worry, I have a super strong memory."

Xiaohong said: "It seems that you are really illiterate. You don't know that you have to stand in front of the Three Lives Stone in person to know your past life and present life, heh."

I said, "Aren't you worried that you won't be able to come back after crossing the Naihe Bridge?"

Xiao Hong shook her head: "It's better if you don't come back, and you will be reborn directly in the next life, maybe you can be reborn in a rich man's family."

"Go, don't go, don't go, get out if you don't go." At this moment, the ghosts who lined up behind became a little impatient, and kept urging.

There is no way, since Xiaohong insists on going, I can't stop him, so I can only bite the bullet and nod my head and agree: "But Xiaohong, please listen to me, if there is any danger later, don't worry about me , you have to run away as soon as possible, you know? I am also a Mr. Yin Yang, so self-protection is not a problem."

"Success." Xiaohong readily agreed.

So we walked up the bridge.

Whoever dies at the age of 97 will wait three years on the bridge!
The mysterious Naihe Bridge described in many ancient poems in the legend, brother is here.

Walking on the Naihe Bridge, only to find that the surrounding area of ​​the Naihe Bridge is surrounded by layers of black air, lifeless, just like a winter morning, the air is cold, damp and gloomy, and the damp moisture envelopes everyone.

I feel damp all over my body, and the sky seems to be raining at any moment.

In fact, it is not rain, but tears from ghosts who want to lose the memory of their previous life, who still miss their relatives in the mortal world and do not want to forget their relatives in the previous life.

Tears filled the air into clouds, and then Po Meng made Meng Po soup for people crossing the river to drink Meng Po soup. After the people crossing the river drank Meng Po soup, they would naturally forget the memories of their previous lives.

(End of this chapter)