Chapter 1332

Ghost almost one before and one after, it seems that they are afraid of running. In the end, they find their worries superfluous.

These two people are not afraid at all, and they have no intention of running away. It seems that they really want to see the Tibetan king.

"Dust to dust, earth to earth, things of the past, past, forget it."

A magical voice poured into their ears.

Tang Zheng's heart is in awe. This voice has the magic of bewitching people. Whose voice is it?

This is the ghost world. Even if he knows the king of Tibet, he can't take it lightly.

There is a saying that the king of hell is easy to see, but the little devil is hard to deal with. The king of Tibetans is too high-end. The next one may not buy it.

So unless he had to, he would not resort to violence. After all, because of the relationship of the king of Tibet, he can't make such a fuss as before.

Only, he had heard it before, so he was quite surprised.

There was fog ahead, hazy and hazy. I couldn't see the way ahead.

It seems that the ghost difference has long been strange and unexplained.

Tang Zheng simply doesn't ask, just follow each other's steps.

Li Xiaotian grabs Tang Zheng's hand and asks in a low voice, "this ghost world is so strange that it is quite different from the world."

Tang Zhengrou said: "this is two different worlds, of course, there are differences."

"What's that voice?" Li Xiaotian asked blankly, "it seems that there is a kind of magic that attracts me deeply."

Although Tang Zheng was also surprised, she didn't have such a deep feeling. She told him, "don't think about it more, I have everything."

Li Xiaotian is holding his arm like glue. She thinks the ghost world is not so bad. At least she doesn't care about his company, no matter how bad the environment is.

Walking into the fog, I can't see all around.

"Dust to dust, earth to earth, things of the past, past, forget it."

Suddenly, the voice rang again.

Li Xiaotian quickens his pace consciously. Tang Zheng finds something strange and quickly pulls it into her hand and asks, "what's the matter?"

"The voice is more and more attractive to me," said Li Xiaotian

Tang Zheng knew that things were not as simple as he thought. He was on guard.

Ghost difference found the difference between them, involuntarily raised a trace of profound smile.

Creak, creak!

The sound of footsteps under my feet suddenly changed.

Tang Zheng was horrified. He looked down quickly. He didn't know when his feet were made of wood instead of hard floor. He looked around and saw fog all around.

Subconsciously, he took a step to the left, and his foot was empty. He quickly put his foot back.

"We're on the bridge?" Tang Zheng asked in a deep voice.

The ghost sent the smile of the corner of the mouth to be more intense, ha ha laughs: "we are on the bridge of course, if you step out, that is eternal."

"There's no end to it?"

"Of course, do you know where it is?" Ghost almost changed the normal, said triumphantly, seems to want to give this visitor a good lesson.

"It's the same for me everywhere." Tang Zheng said without fear.

The ghost left his mouth and jokingly said, "don't be ashamed! When I come to Naihe bridge, I dare to be so arrogant. "

"What bridge?"

Tang Zheng is surprised that the name is not strange. It appears in many folklores, accompanied by Meng Po Tang.

Is there really a Meng Po on the bridge carrying a bowl of soup?

He immediately remembered that voice. It was not the voice of Meng Po, so it could bewitch the soul.

Li Xiaotian holds Tang Zheng's arm tightly and says anxiously, "I don't want to drink Mengpo soup. I don't want to forget the whole life, I don't want to forget you."

"This life? Ha ha, that's a previous life, don't forget, how to start a new life? " The previous voice rang again, and out of the fog came a hunched old woman.

"Meng Po." Tang Zheng exclaimed, it's true that there is Meng Po.

Why haven't you met me before?

He didn't know that he had come to the ghost world before, and he never took the ordinary road. This road is specially for ghost messenger to lead the new soul. This is the only way.

"You really know Lao Sheng, ha ha." Meng Po's face was wrinkled and clubbed with a crutch, but her laughter gave people a creepy feeling.

"Why, you are still a big living man. You have come here. It's strange." Meng Po's laughter stopped abruptly, her small eyes half opened and half narrowed, staring at Tang Zheng.

The two ghosts remembered that after such a long journey, the man was not at all unfit.

It's not normal at all.

Are there living people who are not afraid of the erosion of Yin Qi?

"Yes, what's the matter with you? For such a long time, everything is as usual? " Ghost sent to stare Tang Zheng to ask.

Tang Zheng turned a deaf ear and did not answer the question.Looking at the ghost, Meng po said meaningfully, "you two guys have brought a living man. I don't know if it's your luck or misfortune."

"Meng Po, this kid has to come. He's a cultivator. We can't help it." Ghost sent hurriedly to explain.

Meng Po seems to have a higher level than them. Seeing the ugly expression of ghost difference than crying, she is not moved at all. She said lightly, "how about the cultivators? When they come to ghost world, they can't jump."

Ghost difference nods like pound garlic: "what Meng Po says is."

"If you enter the ghost world, you should drink my bowl of Meng Po soup and forget your previous life before you cross this bridge and enter the hinterland of the ghost world." When Meng Po reached out, she had a bowl of black soup in her hand.

"Wow, it smells good." Li smiled and cried out uncontrollably. He took a deep breath and was very intoxicated.

Tang Zheng didn't smell anything, but looked at the black ink, and had a disgusting feeling.

"No one drinks your Meng Po soup." Tang Zheng refused.

Looking at Tang Zheng with a smile, Meng Po's narrow eyes are full of light, and she said, "you are a living person. You don't need to drink it for the time being, but she is a living soul, so you have to drink this bowl of Meng Po soup."

"She can't drink either."

Tang Zheng takes a look at Li Xiaotian, who seems to be intoxicated with it, and quickly drags her into his arms. He seems to be afraid that she can't bear the temptation and drinks Mengpo soup.

Meng Po's smile is full of cheeks, but it gives people a more gloomy and horrible feeling.

"I can't cross this bridge without drinking."

"What if I had to?"

"I won't stop you unless you cross the bridge." Meng Po's eyes are unfathomable.

Tang Zheng looks out of the bridge subconsciously. In the thick fog, he doesn't see clearly at all. It's a dead silence, which gives people an ominous feeling.

"Haha, there is the Styx river outside the bridge. No one wants to cross the Styx river. If you jump off the Styx River, there is only one way to die." "Ghost difference laughs a way.

There was a trace of complacency in Meng Po's eyes. Of course, she was more clear about all this, so she deliberately created difficulties for Tang Zheng.

"The Styx."

Tang Zheng raised his eyebrows and remembered.

He once fell into the Styx River and sank rapidly. The water of the Styx river will devour the soul. No matter the soul of the ghost or the soul of the living, it is hard to resist the power of the water of the Styx river.

Tang Zheng would have been buried in the Styx river long ago if he had not been afraid of the water of the Styx river. Of course he won't take it lightly.

Nahe bridge is a bridge across the Styx river. Apart from Nahe bridge, nothing else can cross the Styx river.

Every living soul comes to the ghost world, but the bridge is the only way.

Looking at Tang Zheng all the time, Meng Po saw his reaction and asked in surprise, "do you know the river Styx? It's strange that you, a living man, seem to know a lot about the ghost world. "

Tang Zheng ignored his surprise and asked in a deep voice, "if I had to cross the bridge by any means?"

Mengpo hands forward a send, Mengpo soup almost to Li Xiaotian, deeply attracted her.

"Then let her drink my bowl of Meng Po soup."

"No way!" Tang Zheng shakes his head and is firm.

"There's no way."

"I know the king of Tibet. This time I came to see him." Tang Zheng didn't want to entangle with these little ghosts. He explained his intention directly and pointed out the king of Tibet. He hoped that the other side wouldn't embarrass him.

Meng Po was not at all frightened by the name of the king of the earth. She smiled: "it seems that you really know a lot about the ghost world, even the name of the new master of the ghost world."

The ghost sent a playful look at Tang Zheng and said, "mother Meng, you don't know how arrogant he is. He even wants to find the Tibetan king to revive this woman."

Meng Po was shocked for a moment, then she said: "really? That's not just arrogance. How can we let such a bold person go and disturb the king of Tibet? He has every chance in his day. Where can he have such a crazy person with free mind. "

"Yes, that's right, so it's going to bother Meng Po." Ghost to thrust out a face, smile than cry also ugly, flattery way.

Tang Zheng sighed helplessly. The big sign of the Tibetan king he sacrificed didn't work at all.

This is something he never thought of.

Meng Po raised her head and straightened up her bent body. She looked at Tang Zheng with fierce eyes and said, "I am the master of this bridge. If you want to pass, you must step on me."

Li laughs in the heart of heaven a tight, pulled tight Tang Zheng, ask: "how to do?"

She had a lot of accomplishments before her death. She had magic soldiers, but now she was just a ghost. She had no power at all and could not help Tang Zheng, so she was very worried.

Tang Zheng clapped her hand to comfort her and said, "don't worry, I am everything."

He led Li Xiaotian, took a step forward, approached Meng Po, and said, "this is what you asked for, so I can only fulfill your wish."

Meng Po was stunned for a moment. She seemed to think it was a big cold joke. After a while, she came back to her senses and said, "how can this coincidence add another soul?"Obviously, Meng Po wants to kick Tang Zheng out of the bridge and bury him in the river Styx.

Tang Zheng snorted coldly. He took a big step and directly ran into Meng Po.

Meng Po didn't retreat. The crutch in her hand flew up and turned into a black light. In an instant, she became a huge and ferocious ghost head and bit Tang Zheng's neck.

Ghost sent excited cheers, Meng Po hands, these two guys must have suffered.