Sometimes, I crawled around and crawled in and out of the ghosts, making people feel goose bumps. Then gusts of fishy wind blew towards me, as if it was a brush, making the skin hurt.

And the crying of the dead stopped.

Meng Po looked at her and said, "What? Have you considered it clearly? Do you want to get it down? Are you still drinking the soup?"

The young soul cried and burped, and said hurriedly: "Drink! Must drink, burp! Please let me drink the soup!"

"Please let me have the soup!" Meng Po's figure flashed and returned to the soup pot with the dead soul. She watched the young dead soul drink the soup and left here obediently.

Then, Meng Po's eyes were placed on the Naihe Bridge again, and the dumbfounded souls stretched out their hands, and the ghost energy gathered in their hands, and the clothes were swollen without wind.

A huge hammer appeared out of thin air, and she saw her holding the hammer in her hand and smashing it hard on the ground! Then there was a bang, and the hammer stick was about three meters long.

One meter wide, when it fell to the ground, the ground shook. Meng Po sat on the Hammer, with her hands wrapped around her chest, looking at the dead soul of Naihe Bridge, her eyes were shining and her face was as cold as a cicada.

"If anyone wants to try the power of this hammer, you can come and try it!"

In an instant, the Naihe Bridge was completely quiet. After the dead souls who were about to cry with them, they couldn't help but tremble and shook their heads together after looking at the huge hammer.

Don’t cry anymore, don’t cry anymore! Don’t make trouble anymore, don’t want to make trouble anymore, drink the soup and reincarnate the main business!

Meng Po couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said, "Come on one by one, one bowl of soup for each person. Whoever secretly doesn't drink it or drink two more bowls?"

Speaking of this, he narrowed his eyes and continued, "Be careful that I slaughter her!"

When the dead souls on the Naihe Bridge saw this, they all took a breath and leaned back together. Damn it! This Meng Po is too cruel.

There was once said online that Meng Po was an old lady, and some said she was a beautiful woman, but no one had ever told them that Meng Po was so irritable and fierce!

Shouldn’t we all be comforted and then slowly guided to drink Mengpo soup? Why is this different from what I imagined? This is so scary!

On the screen.

"Hahaha! This Meng Po is so irritable. I like it. I will start to do it if I don't agree!"

"The Dead Soul: I'm so scared, why are you so fierce? Can't I be pretentious?"

"Meng Po: I'll serve you soup well and you won't drink it. I'll have to be cruel, right?"

Originally, she was chatting and recalling Wang Qi's fans who saw this scene, couldn't help but spew out the melon seeds in their mouths. Will Meng Po, who is thinking about this, be a little too fierce?

Will it really not scare the dead? Can't they be more friendly?

"This hammer is really powerful! I have to admit that I was trembling when I saw it!"

"Hammer performed very well. It's not that I'm scared, but that I admire this hammer very much!"

"Hammer: Are you polite?"

In the air, Jiang Chen slowly withdrew his hand. It seemed that even if Meng Po in this position was not as strong as Meng Po in the previous position, she was indeed a ruthless character.

With this ruthless spirit, she can also shock these dead souls and no one needs help.

"Hahaha, the anchor said I don't need to do it, then I'll just look at it and not speak!"

"Anchor: This hand has nowhere to put it."

"I just smashed the melon with a seal. Which girl came over and handed it to the anchor god's hand to express the meaning of existence."

"Upstairs, I just smashed six walnuts with the jade seal yesterday. To be honest, is my jade seal the seal in your hand an upset?"

"I'm sorry! I want me to tell you that it's time to send Ding Xuanmai to the anchor, and I can't stop at all, hahahaha!"

In the live broadcast room, a group of rookies have started to show jokes, gradually getting off topic, and they are more and more excited as they talk. They are simply a show of the show.

He revealed his true face in the barrage, and Jiang Chen, after seeing the situation of the dead soul below, leaned over directly, thinking that Meng Po would explain his purpose.

"People from hundreds of years ago?"

Meng Po looked over with her hands on her chest. After thinking about it carefully, a red cover "book" appeared in front of her. This book was thinner and thicker than Jiang Chen's book "The Dead Soul Induction".

All the souls who have received Mengpo Soup here will leave records on it. When Mengpo handed over work in all dynasties, the most important thing was this red cover 'book'.

Soon, as the pages turned, a rustling sound was rustling.

"What's the name, do you know?"

The old man "Chu Sanye" has always said that he is a sinner and does not deserve a name, so he has never mentioned his past. Jiang Chen doesn't know what his name is?

And this name was once accidentally seen by the old man writing it on the ground. Meng Po put one hand on the top of the book, and the ghostly spirit in her hand surged.

Countless information passed by her eyes quickly, but in just a moment, she stopped immediately.

"According to the situation you mentioned, there were thirty people who called this name in that period. Who are you looking for?"

While they were talking, the live broadcast camera automatically turned directions and aimed at the Naihe Bridge, the Wangchuan River below, and the tense, sudden and sad souls.

From time to time, you can see one or two souls disguised themselves on the scene, wearing shrouds, and dressed beautifully, and most of the fans' attention was diverted.

On the screen.

"It turns out that the dresser didn't really blow it out in one second!"

"It's over. I actually have a bold idea, and I actually want to design makeup and clothes for them."

"Upstairs, don't worry. I suggest you take a major exam. It's related to corpses. Isn't there a mortal umbrella called? I heard that it is a special person who puts makeup on dead people, so you can try it."

However, when the fans of Zia'a were having lunch, Jiang Chen used the ghost energy to condense a quiet side. After a ripples of water, the appearance of an old beggar slowly appeared on it.

"Please help me see if anyone in their past lives had contact with the whole person."

The Yin and Yang are separated by two, and Mengpo soup by the Naihe Bridge is the soul of the dead! Come and drink a bowl of Mengpo soup!

Everything in the world is a dream. Anyone who has drunk Mengpo soup leaves his name and leaves everything he had during his lifetime.

All memories of my life are collected in Meng Po’s book.

This brings together all the beauty of the world, as well as all the sadness and love in the world, and the seven emotions and six desires pass by quickly in the short life of mankind.

So Meng Po would comfort him in the past: "Soul! Drink a bowl of Meng Po soup!"

But I don’t know when Meng Po from all generations has become stronger than each other. Not only is she strong but also has a personality and temper. At this moment, Meng Po looked at Jiang Chen and said.
Chapter completed!