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Volume 1, Chapter 43: Reincarnation Soup in Po Meng¡¯s Pot

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    Above Hell, the dim Hades sun hangs in mid-air, emitting an even dimmer light.  On the dark ground of hell, there is the Styx River that can't be seen from end to end. The former turbid river water has been covered with soul fragments and turned black.

    On the right side of the Styx River, a team composed of ghosts advanced slowly. In front of the team was a simple stone bridge built on the Styx River, connecting the two sides of the Styx River.

    When Sha Monk emerges from the River Styx, what he sees is a blood-red flower on the dark bank. It is the kind of flower that is said to be able to open up the memory of a mortal's previous life.

    And behind the bloody Bana Flower, there is a team of ghosts.

    "Where is this?" Looking at everything in front of him, Sha Monk quickly turned around and looked towards the other side, but he only saw the blood-red flowers on the other side, and there was no shadow of half a ghost general at all.  As for the flower of the other shore that can open up memories of past lives, Sha Monk automatically ignored it.  I have to say that the quality of the linen clothes I received in Yama City was very good. After some changes in the Styx River, there are only a few holes in it now.

    "Did I deviate from the direction in the River Styx?" A trace of thought flashed in his eyes, and Sha Monk immediately thought of why he appeared here.

    "Here, have a bowl of reincarnation soup and forget about the past!" Suddenly, an old voice came.

    "Who?" Sha Monk turned around instantly and looked warily at the place where the sound came from, but he only saw a stone bridge over the Styx River.

    Above the bridge hole, there are three big characters "Naihe Bridge" written on it. At a glance, the somewhat impatient heart becomes calm.

    On the Naihe Bridge, in addition to the pawns and ghosts who maintained the team, there was also an old woman setting up a street stall in the center of the bridge. It was Po Meng who cooked the reincarnation soup.

    ¡°Here, have a bowl of reincarnation soup, and forget about the past!¡± Along with the crisp collision of pots and bowls, Po Meng¡¯s old voice echoed over the stone bridge.

    Under Po Meng¡¯s reassuring voice, the crying ghost calmed down, took the initiative to pick up the reincarnation soup handed over by Po Meng, and drank it.  After he put down the bowl, he walked forward with a confused expression.

    "Here, a bowl of reincarnation soup, forget about the past!" Po Meng repeated the action over and over again, scooping up a bowl of soup from the small pot next to her and passing it to the next ghost.

    I saw the ghost drinking the reincarnation soup with a look of memories.  When he returned the bowl to Po Meng, his eyes showed confusion and he walked forward blankly.

    "Naihe Bridge, Po Meng!" For a moment, Sha Monk couldn't help but lost his mind, how could he come here.

    This is a matter of legend, and in the underworld, the place where the Naihe Bridge is located can also be said to be the center of the underworld.

    "Child, come here!" Before Sha Monk could come to his senses, Po Meng, who was sitting on the Naihe Bridge, suddenly turned her head and looked at Sha Monk, with a hint of kindness in her eyes.

    "Uh!" Capturing the kind look in Po Meng's eyes, Sha Monk couldn't help but be startled.  To be honest, when faced with an unknown creature like Po Meng, who could be said to have existed at the same time as the underworld, Sha Monk did not want to stay for a moment.

    However, before Sha Monk could think too much, Meng Po¡¯s kind eyes looked at her again.

    There was no other way, Sha Monk could only bite the bullet and walk towards the Naihe Bridge.  Although he couldn't feel a trace of vitality from Po Meng, Sha Monk knew very well that it was just because of his poor strength.  I secretly sighed that I was unlucky to have come here.  But he followed the ghost team up to Naihe Bridge. On Naihe Bridge, Mingzhu felt the pressure from Sha Monk. With a look of awe, he came to Meng Po's simple stall.  , one pot, one bowl, one spoon.

    "Here, have a bowl of reincarnation soup and forget about the past!"

    When Sha Monk came to Po Meng¡¯s side, a feeling of intimacy arose in his heart.  Just like seeing a relative, my heart naturally relaxes.  Moreover, facing Po Meng, Sha Seng found that he could not be wary at all.

    Although he didn¡¯t know why he felt this way, Sha Seng chose to believe it.

    With his mind relaxed, Sha Monk discovered that although Po Meng was an old man, she felt like a vast land, peaceful and tolerant.  People can't help but ignore her old face and only remember this kind of tolerant temperament.

    Following the clinking sound of pots and bowls when Po Meng was ladling soup, Sha Monk couldn't help but look at the small pot beside Meng Po. It was a small black pot, not too big or too small. At first glance, it looked like the kind of pot that was thrown away every time on the road.  People want to be blamed.  But when Sha Monk looked into the pot, he could only see a vast ocean, as if there was a vast ocean in this black pot, with no bottom visible.

    With his eyes narrowed, Sha Monk couldn't help but tremble in his heart.  I'm afraid that's not an illusion, but that there is a vast ocean in that small pot.

    "My child, are you from the wilderness?" At this moment, Po Meng suddenly turned her head and looked at Sha Seng.

    ¡°¡­??Yes!  " Opening his mouth, Sha Monk didn't know how to address Po Meng, so he could only answer with one word.

    "Meng Po, my child, just call me Meng Po!" Meng Po nodded with satisfaction and looked at Sha Seng with a more kind look.

    "Here, take this and put it on!" Po Meng reached out and pawed in the air, took out an khaki long coat, and threw it at Sha Monk.

    With a flash of yellow light, he saw that the khaki long coat had been put on Sha Seng.  As for the linen clothes on his body, they had already turned into ashes in the yellow light.

    "Thank you, Po Meng!" Sha Monk looked at Po Meng, and the last trace of caution in his heart disappeared.

    "Well, it sure looks good in my clan's clothes!" Nodding, Po Meng suddenly stretched out her hand to touch Sha Seng's forehead. Sha Seng felt a cool energy spread from his forehead and seep into his mind. He was struck by three elements.  God absorbs.  I saw that the Water Soul and Wood Soul changed their lifeless looks and began to actively contact the Earth Soul to repair themselves.

    When the two souls moved, Sha Monk couldn't help but be extremely surprised.  Sha Monk also thought of many ways to deal with the two seriously damaged souls, but to no avail. Unexpectedly, he was solved by Po Meng this time.

    "Child, this is not a place to stay for a long time, go back!" Then, before Sha Monk could speak, Meng Po suddenly waved Sha Monk to leave.

    "Here, have a bowl of reincarnation soup and forget about the past!"

    Po Meng¡¯s sudden change made Sha Seng a little confused.  But seeing that Po Meng stopped talking, she could only turn around and walk down to Naihe Bridge.

    "Go back, why should I go back?" Thinking about Po Meng's last words and sudden change of attitude, I couldn't help but feel nervous. Could it be that Po Meng discovered her secret.

    But when he thought of Po Meng¡¯s identity, Sha Seng immediately let go of his nervousness.  If there is no one who Sha Seng is least afraid of discovering that he is a witch but has the secret of the soul, it is the witch.  And Po Meng is a witch.

    The Wu Clan¡¯s character of fighting against the heavens and the earth destined them not to abandon any of their clan members.

    "Yuanshen! It's actually Yuanshen!" Po Meng looked at Sha Seng's back and murmured.  The calm expression on his face makes it impossible to tell whether he likes or dislikes him.

    "A witch clan has a soul. I hope you will not take the path of the empress?"

    "Everything depends on you!"

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    The fiery red sun hangs high, scorching the earth, and waves of heat keep coming.

    Tang Monk, who was sitting in the shade of a tree, fanned his sleeves and brought up a bit of wind, but unfortunately it was still hot.  As for Bajie, he was already lying on the ground and fast asleep. These heat waves could not interrupt his sound sleep at all.

    "Alas! It's been half a month. I don't know where Wu Jing has gone?" Sha Seng looked at Bajie who was snoring and said softly, with a trace of worry flashing in his clear eyes.

    Hearing Tang Monk¡¯s muttering to himself, Zhu Bajie¡¯s big ears couldn¡¯t help but twitch, and he fell asleep again.

    "Master, my old grandson is back!" With a flash of yellow light, Sun Wukong descended from the sky, the purple jade bowl in his hand filled with cool spring water.

    "Come, Master, drink water!"

    "Wukong, Wu Jing hasn't come back yet. Are you in danger?" Tang Monk took the purple jade bowl and held it in his hand without drinking.

    "Hehe, Master, the Bodhisattva said last time that it will take two months for Junior Brother Sha to come back, and it's only half a month now." Sun Wukong scratched his ears and said with a smile.

    "Oh!" Tang Seng nodded, lowered his head and drank water.

    "I hope Junior Brother Sha is okay!" Sun Wukong no longer had a playful expression on his face. After he saw the Bodhisattva, he understood that Sha Monk was not just missing.  I'm afraid there are other changes, otherwise judging from the character of Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, he would definitely make it clear.
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