Chapter 1273 Meng Po (9)

It may have been unsuccessful twice, and there has been no such thing as a muddle for the time being.

Although the world has gradually moved towards chaos, there is no large-scale war yet, and the underworld is not crowded.

Even if the underworld is crowded, the ghosts who come down will not be sent to reincarnation immediately, but they will be interrogated one by one, discussing merits and demerits, and scheduling.

When no one crossed the Naihe Bridge, Qianyan studied the taste of Meng Po soup, and at the same time pondered about Meng Po's field, which was regarded as a dual purpose.

It was like this for a long time, with Naihe Bridge as the center, a strong fragrance drifted to all parts of the underworld.

The two ghost servants serving beside Qianyan were stunned, how could Meng Po soup still be so fragrant?

Not long after, the presence of the forces of the underworld appeared in Naihe Bridge, and even Yan Jun appeared in front of the long wooden table, dressed in gold-patterned black clothes, staring coldly at the fragrant soup in the pot. A bowl of impulse.

"Do you want to have a bowl?" Seeing everyone gathered around, Qian Yan asked seriously, so scared that they quickly stepped back two steps and smiled shyly, that's fine.

The Meng Po soup, which was originally slightly green, is already milky white, like bone soup, which greatly increases the appetite and smells very delicious.

If it wasn't for Meng Po soup, the people present really wouldn't mind having a bowl.

"I never thought that Meng Po soup would become so delicious, this reincarnated ghost will have a good taste."

"I thought it was a joke some time ago, but it turned out to be true."

"Congratulations to Meng Po Meng Po Tang Dacheng, this is a matter of benefiting countless ghosts."

Qianyan accepted the compliment as usual, and soon, the rest except Yan Jun dispersed.

Yan Jun still stood in front of the table, waved his hand to let the ghost attendant retreat, and then said to Qianyan: "The small calamity of heaven and earth is coming, and the ghosts are commotion, this king has to go and suppress the ghosts, Meng Po, don't go out here. error."

"Naturally, Yan Jun, feel free to go." Qian Yan replied, and the topic changed instantly, "But I heard something."

"Yan Jun seems to be very close to a lonely soul? What's so special about this lonely soul?"

Yan Jun frowned, and his expression became a little colder: "It's none of your business, but it's just a small lonely soul. It's not a big deal for this king to bring two lonely souls by his side."

"That's true, but I heard that the solitary soul is a woman. If Yan Jun is moved, it would be safer to conduct an underworld assessment on her and give her an identity."

"This matter is the king's own decision. You can take good care of the Naihe Bridge. You don't need to ask about the rest, nor is it your responsibility. In the underworld, except for the Naihe Bridge, you are not under your control."

Yan Jun didn't seem to want to say more, his figure disappeared in front of Qianyan, and he didn't know where he went.

Qianyan glanced in a certain direction, then withdrew his gaze, not taking this matter seriously.

Yan Jun in the underworld is already unjust. If it wasn't for the weak period of Heaven, he would have been wiped out long ago and a new Yan Jun would have been born.

Presumably Yan Jun also knew about this, and understood that he would be obliterated only when Tiandao regained his strength.

When he shielded that lonely soul, he had already lost his justice as Yan Jun, and if things went on like this, he would definitely face great trouble.

He should have discovered the calculations of all parties, and he could not bear it, and even let them act, presumably trying to escape the punishment of heaven.

These plots are of course logically consistent in the world and will not be shown in the storybook. Speaking of this world, it will only show Yan Jun's wisdom and ability to control the tide.

"how?"

"It's so fragrant, Madam Meng, your soup is too fresh, and now these ghosts are afraid to rush to drink the soup to reincarnate."