Chapter 1692: Come on

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Yan Luodian, surprisingly quiet, sometimes sorrowful.
The judge looked at the book of life and death, and said nothing for a long time, the fierce face was a little strange, and he wanted to scratch his head.
Seeing that he was speechless, the black and white impermanence of Pestle behind him turned his head towards the book of life and death. Was this man awesome?
But this time, the expression of supreme black and white was also strange.
Not to blame the crickets, just to blame on the life and death book, there are only two words about Ye Chen's life: bitch.
The three were a little embarrassed. The other people's memorabilia were full of large sheets. This is a good product, just two words: bitch.
The judge looked up, and looked at the impermanence and impermanence, then looked at the book of life and death, and really scratched his head.
The three looked at Ye Chen together, just like looking at talents. One judge was meaningful, with no focus on black and white.
Life and death books are so judged, how cheap is this person!
Below, Ye Chen is also strange, is there any difference in my life and death book? When the judge is impermanent, it's all an expression.
I don't know, let him know whether he will jump up and scold his mother on the spot when the two characters in his life and death book are domineering.
"Everything is done, and beasts are born." The magistrate regained his majesty, the evil spirit was as loud as a bell, and thunderous.
"What kind of beast, I do n’t want to be a beast." Ye Chen quit, jumping up and down, yelling, whispering, doing all the bad things, and Lao Tzu saved the entire Wanyu?
"Dare to rebel against this house and go to eighteen floors of hell."
"Actually, it's good to be ... being a beast." Ye Chen grinned and counseled on the spot, with no sign.
Eighteen levels of hell, it is not a good place to hear it. Even mortals know, he would not know? Still want to come in?
Compared to that hell, it is really good to be a beast, at least it can be reborn, as long as it can go back, everything ... is possible.
"Take it away, beasts say it." The judge drank, and the judge drew a cross on Ye Chen's page of life and death.
Ordered, the two little ghosts stepped forward together, one left and one right, one with an arm crossed, and that action was rude.
Ye Chen's face was black, and she wanted to scold her mother. If Lao Tzu was still the Dacheng's holy body, she would be the first to lift Yan Luodian.
Helpless, he is only one day, and in the underworld, if this fights, both little ghosts can cry him.
He was taken out again, a long way.
This is Yinyang Road, also known as Huangquan Road, with red flowers on both sides, which is the legendary flower on the other side.
This road is like a carpet made of blood, and the red flowers on the other side are the only scenery and color on this Huangquan Road.
In addition, there are many lonely wild ghosts on Huangquan Road, all of whom died of normal flight without Yangshou. They can neither go to heaven nor reincarnate, but only wandered on Huangquan Road.
"This flower is good." Ye Chen looked all the way, ignoring the lonely ghost and ghost, and only looking at the red flower on the other side.
The flower is very strange, such as blood red, a flower that only blooms in hell. He has only heard the legend but never seen it.
According to legend, the other side of the flowers bloom on the other side, when the flowers are in bloom, no leaves are visible, when there are leaves, no flowers are visible.
Could not help but Ye Chen held out his hand to pick a flower.
However, before the flower was encountered, a little ghost's leather whip arrived, and a scourge came over, and his hand smoked.
This time, the goods are honest, and the painful fangs grin.
Along the front, there are rivers and rivers whose blood is blood yellow.
This is the Forgotten River, with an arch bridge on it, which is called Nai He Bridge.
At the bridgehead, there is an earthen stone platform, which is the legendary Wangxiang platform. You can look at your hometown from the platform, which is a window of yin and yang.
On the left side of Wangxiangtai, there is a blue stone, which is a three-life stone, which records the past, present, and afterlife of each person.
On the right side of Wangxiang Terrace, there is an old woman called Meng Po.
The two little ghosts sent Ye Chen and disappeared.
Ye Chen was curious, staring at Wangxiangtai and the Sansheng Stone.
That ’s a good thing. There is an ancient and mysterious characterization. You ca n’t see the level. It ’s fierce to go back to fight.
Thinking to himself, he put his hand on the Sansheng stone.
Sansheng Shi trembled, showing an ancient picture.
That was his past life, a general in the mortal realm. He fought for ten years on the battlefield, defending his country and defending his country, and never unloaded his armor.
He smiled slightly, knowing that his previous life was a general.
I have seen the past life, this life, but his next life is chaotic, I do n’t know if it is a man or a demon.
Because of the past life, this life, fate reincarnation, origin fate.
Sansheng Stone witnessed the suffering and joy, sadness and joy, laughter and tears, hatred and hatred of all sentient beings, the debts that should be repaid, and the feelings that should be repaid were all written off in front of Sansheng Stone.
With his palm closed, he set foot on Wangxiangtai and looked at him.
Another picture appeared, but Hengyue Yunvfeng, a small grave with his name engraved on the tombstone.
The daughters stood in front of the tomb and wore wedding dresses with tears in their eyes.
He saw Chu Xuan, like an ice sculpture, lying on an ice jade bed, with snow-white hair and unseasoned tears around his eyes.
Ye Chen reached out to wipe the tears from her eyes.
But he couldn't touch them, they were separated by yin and yang.
Heng Yuezong is still Heng Yuezong, and there are too many familiar people, Xie Yun's nagging and Xiong Er's nagging are extremely kind.
Wang Xiangtai is indeed a mystery, which can reflect his hometown and his life.
For the first time, he saw his parents, not big men, but two ordinary people.
The reason why he was left is that the village was robbed and the whole village was slaughtered. Only he escaped.
Ye Chen was crying. It was father and mother, but she could only watch on Wangxiang Terrace. As early as 300 years ago, she passed away.
For a long time, he did not step down and looked greedily at his hometown.
This reincarnation was reborn, and I will meet again. I do not know what year it is, I do not know if I can still know each other, everything is unknown.
I do not know when he felt his tears, turned around and stepped down, he saw his death, but could not let go of the past.
"After drinking this bowl of soup, let's go on the road!" Meng Po's words were plain and unhappy, and a bowl of yellow soup came out of her hand.
Ye Chen came forward and sniffed, knowing that it was Meng Po Tang.
The soup is fierce, it's a bowl of water.
Once you drink it, you will love and hate love and hatred in your life, and you will be forgotten in your life.
"I won't drink it, I'm not thirsty." Ye Chen grinned.
"If you don't drink this Mengpo soup, you will not be able to step on the bridge. If you drink it, you will be clean and re-enter the six courses."
"Then come a bowl." Ye Chen coughed, took the bowl, confidently had a bowl of Mengpo soup, and couldn't erase his memory.
Moreover, he had to drink, and he could n’t live without the bridge without drinking, and he couldn't reincarnate. He had no choice.
Meng Po Tang, the taste is extremely bitter, with joy and sadness and pain and hate.
With a bowl of soup, Ye Chen wiped his mouth, but he didn't feel anything. The so-called memory was his memory.
If he insists on feeling, it is his soul, a lot of purity and solidity, and his floating body actually touched the ground.
"There is still this effect?" Ye Chen's eyes lightened for a moment. Where is the water of forgetfulness, which is a bowl of tonic.
Moreover, it is also a medicine to replenish the soul. For his state at the moment, the more the better, the soul power will accompany the afterlife.
Thinking of this, Ye Chen grinned, "One more bowl."
It doesn't matter what he said, the Meng Po who had been burying her head couldn't help raising her head and looked at Ye Chen with a strange look.
For many years, the number of people who drink Meng Po Tang can not be estimated. They are all under a bowl of soup and don't remember anything.
But this one is good, nothing is happening, and the second bowl is here.
there is a problem? Meng Po frowned, the veteran brushed the empty bowl, the yellow soup was full again, and the soup was too little.
Ye Chen was very powerful. He looked up and drank cleanly.
For the first time, his soul strength has increased a lot, and he has more strength in his body, and is no longer as weak as before.
Meng Po approached, looking strangely, looking at Ye Chen up and down.
The second bowl, the memory of this goods, has not been erased, but not only has not been erased, but also lively.
Ye Chen wiped her mouth and saw Meng Po staring at him like this, then he asked tentatively, "Another bowl?"
Meng Po didn't even think about it, and once again gave Ye Chenman.
Come, you must come, and she really believes in evil.
Moreover, she must erase Ye Chen's memory and reborn with the memory. The underworld is known by the human world, and there will be great disaster.
Ye Chen mumbled, a bowl of Mengpo soup, and dried directly.
Alright! The soup is warm and warm, and there are not many memories, and the soul power is rising, and I feel better.
"Come on, full." Having tasted the sweetness, Ye Chen stretched the bowl over again, meaning: I can drink again.
Meng Po was not calm, and under the brush, the soup was full again.
Ye Chen brought Wang Baqi's qi, how much it poured, without dropping a drop, and did not forget to lick the bowl of Meng Po after drinking.
"Mother-in-law, don't hold back, go on! I can drink again."
"It's hard to come here once, I need to be full before I go on the road."
"The secret recipe for your soup, come back and give me a whole copy."
Ye Chen's nagging, one bowl after another, didn't stop.
He is really, Meng Po is even more real. He is drinking from a bowl, and Meng is pouring from a bowl.
That's a little bit more work, and I drank no less than a hundred bowls.
I have to say that this product is really interesting, don't rush to reincarnate, get on the bar with people Meng Po, one bowl after another without stopping.
Drink, we must be full, until you doubt life.
Anyway, it won't be finished without drinking or crying.
The so-called water of forgetfulness has become cheaper than plain water.
What a freak, Meng Swallowed.
Ye Chen didn't cry to her, but she really gave her a life of doubt, Meng Po Tang! Can you take a snack?
Another bowl of belly, Ye Chen could not help but satiated.
Seeing Meng Meng staring at him dead, he secretly broke down, drinking so many bowls is okay, and he will definitely be taken to study.
If this is taken away, God knows if he can get a rebirth.
Thinking about this, the wit Ye Chen, hurriedly covered his head, "Yeah ... no more, my brain hurts!"
The acting skills of this product really did not say anything. After a short stint in the place, the look became dull and his eyes were empty.
This look is like a person after a memory loss.
He acted very much, and really deceived Meng Po.
The old lady was finally relieved. If you drink it again, I will really cry. I have never seen you like this.