Chapter 732

"It's really a ghost gate. It seems that the myths and legends on the earth are not groundless..."

Looking at the barrier in front of him, which is heavily defended and guarded by many war spirit generals, as well as the three characters of "ghost gate" written by blood on the barrier, Chu Xun's face suddenly showed a trace of surprise.

Fengdu City, as the capital of the underworld and the residence of Fengdu emperor, is naturally not accessible to all people.

If you want to enter Fengdu City, you have to go through many levels of checkpoints, which is the first level to enter Fengdu city!

Only by accomplishing the task of ten halls and Yan Luo, or other high-level prefectures, and getting the "Fengdu guide" from them, can we successfully pass the ghost gate. Otherwise, we can only rely on our own strength to break through the ghost gate, and then we have to break through such roads as huangquan Road, Wangchuan River, vicious dog mountain, Jinji mountain and yegui village, which is very difficult to reach Fengdu city successfully.

However, it's fortunate that Chu ten day has obtained the "Fengdu guide" from yuan Chonghuan before leaving, so after showing the Fengdu guide which radiates white light, the guard General of Guimen pass also opened the door and let Chu ten day pass.

But after passing the ghost gate, it is a confused and dark space. This space is very similar to Lucifer's "dark world". It seems that there is only darkness and fog. You can't see the stars in the sky or the dust in the earth. What's more, even the fire light from Chu Xun's fire power will be completely swallowed by this dark world.

If it wasn't for the little light of Fengdu road in Chu ten's hand that could light up his surroundings and guide his direction at the same time, he would be lost in this terrible space.

This is huangquan road!

After walking on the huangquan road for several hours, Chu Xun finally saw a light in front of him. At the same time, the roar of water also came into Chu's ear. Walking into it, it turned out to be a vast and boundless, huge and incomparably bloody river.

The water of the river is like blood, giving off a strong smell of blood, and it is constantly churning. And in the churning blood, you can see countless water ghosts full of pain and resentment. These water ghosts were all the strong ones who once rushed into Fengdu city on their own strength, but finally fell into the river. They all exude a strong breath, even a lot of Water Ghost's breath even Chu ten felt afraid. It can be imagined how strong they were before they fell.

And this river, that is, the legend of the river!

Think of here, Chu ten day heart can not help but feel a burst of happiness. Fortunately, I got Fengdu road guide from yuan Chonghuan. Otherwise, I'm afraid that I'll have to cross the river of forgetting Sichuan, which can't fly, or even freeze the space.

Later, according to yuan Chonghuan's instructions to him when he left, Chu Xun raised Feng Du's guide in his hand. All of a sudden, Fengdu road shines brightly, and under the light of the light, a wide and incomparable black bridge appears on the river of forgetting Sichuan.

Those water demons in the river are obviously afraid of the black bridge. With the emergence of the bridge, those water demons are also far away and dare not approach.

"What bridge?"

Looking at the broad stone bridge in front of him, Chu Xun felt a little moved in his heart, and then smiled, "is there a Mengpo selling Mengpo soup on the bridge?"

He remembered that in the legend of the earth, there was a Mengpo on the bridge of Naihe, who monopolized Mengpo soup and washed away the memory of the past life for the passing ghost, so that it could be reincarnated without concern. However, in this period of time, Chu Xun also knew that in the underworld, the reincarnation of the spirit is through the reincarnation wheel of Fengdu emperor, which seems to have nothing to do with Meng Po, so it must be that this Meng Po is just a fictional character.

Think of here, Chu ten shook his head, and then set foot on the bridge, the other side of the river.

"The master seems to be calling the old lady?"

However, at the moment when Chu ten stepped on the bridge, an old voice suddenly came into Chu ten's ear. Then I saw that in the middle of Naihe bridge, there was a strange stall similar to a street stall. Next to the stall, a white haired old woman was cooking something. Then she said gently, "master, come from afar, do you want to drink a bowl of hot soup?"

"Is that Meng Po?!"

Hearing that white haired old woman's words, Chu ten day heart suddenly surprised.

I didn't expect that Meng Po really existed, and it was on this bridge!

Think of here, Chu ten days eyes also flash a trace of dignified color, then the eyes moved to the bowl of soup that Meng Po is boiling. The soup is very clear, like clear water, without any impurities, but it exudes a very familiar fragrance of Chu ten.

He smelled the fragrance twice, once when he lit the living wood, and another time when he used spirit essence. Obviously, this kind of Mengpo soup, which can make people feel refreshed, has great benefits and functions for the soul.

It's just that Meng Po Tang can wash away all the functions of memory in the rumor. Chu Xun is a little afraid of it. He doesn't want to forget everything

"Why, don't you want to drink the old lady's soup?" Looking at her face, she was surprised. From time to time, she drifted her eyes to her mother's soup. She suddenly laughed and raised her head slowly.

Different from the ferocious appearance expected by Chu ten, Meng Po looks like a very kind and kind-hearted grandmother. Looking at Meng Po's kind smile, Chu ten's guard instinctively decreases a lot.

"Well, Lord Meng and her soup are almost household names in our country. Of course, I have heard about it..." Hearing Meng Po's words, Chu Xun coughed for a while, then smiled and said: "it's just that I haven't got a relationship with other people, so this memory can't be washed away anyway..."

"Ha ha, it seems that the master misunderstood the old lady's soup..." Hearing Chu Xun's words, Meng Po smiled and said: "the main function of Meng Po Tang is not to wash away memory, but to wash the soul and essence. This is also a kind of encouragement and reward of Fengdu emperor for those who get the guide. After all, people who come to Fengdu city are always those who want to complete the task for Fengdu emperor, and for those who work for themselves, Fengdu emperor will always be rewarded. "

Speaking of this, Meng Po stopped for a moment, then took a bowl of Meng Po soup, put it in front of Chu ten, smiled and said: "of course, since Meng Po soup can wash the soul and essence of the soul, so after the effectiveness of Meng Po soup, the master will also be comatose for about a few hours. Please rest assured, the master will not encounter any danger on this bridge."

"I see!"

Hearing Meng Po's words, Chu ten nodded slightly, then showed a trace of regret, saying: "to tell you the truth, I really want to drink this Meng Po soup, but I have something important to rush to Fengdu city now, but I haven't wasted a few hours, so I'm afraid I can't drink this bowl of mother-in-law soup."

"It doesn't matter. It's just a little reward from Fengdu emperor for those who have guide. If you don't want to drink it, I won't force you to do so."

Although Chu ten day refused Meng Po Tang, but Meng Po did not get angry, but a light smile, put the soup into the pot again, and said: "after the bridge, not far is Fengdu city.". Since the master is in a hurry, I won't bother the old lady any more. Please, master! "

"Master Xie Mengpo understands!"

Hearing Meng Po's words, Chu Xun smiled a little, then turned around and walked towards the other side of the river. But when he was moving forward, his hand was tightly holding the spirit of the tiger knife, and his eyes were very dignified and full of vigilance.

I'm afraid there's something wrong with this Mengpo soup!

Although he didn't know what was wrong with Meng Po and Meng Po Tang, Chu Xun's intuition made him feel a bit wrong. What's more, he has too many secrets. In this unfamiliar place, he dare not go into a coma for a few hours for any good.

Even though the other side may not be harmful to him because of his identity as a Buddhist disciple, Chu Xun is absolutely afraid to hand over his fate to others!

"Ha ha, it seems that he noticed it. It's also true that after the heart devil disaster, people in Buddhism have a very round and flawless mind, and their intuition is naturally much sharper than others... "

With Chu ten's gradual progress, she finally disappeared in the opposite side of Naihe bridge. Meng Po, who was stirring the soup, suddenly raised her head and looked at the place where Chu ten left. She smiled with deep meaning: "well, it's a fixed number whether to drink or not. Drinking is good for drinking, and not drinking is good for not drinking. Since he chose not to drink, let him go... "

Later, Meng Po shook her head, then lowered her head to continue to stir the soup, and her figure and her stall gradually disappeared on the Naihe bridge, waiting for the next passer-by to appea