Chapter 1: Glamorous Meng Po

The dull and yellowish air, the muddy wind rolled up the gravel on the ground, with a boulder engraved with the word "Nai He Qiao" not far away, and then listened to the ghost crying wolf howling from the eighteenth floor of hell, and outlined the atmosphere of the land. The killing is incomparable.
The ghosts lined up to hold the dead number plate, oh no, it was the number plate to reincarnate, waiting for the Meng Po next to the bridge to give them a bowl of soup to forget the past, from now on to renew their lives.
"I don't drink!" The top-ranked pair of temples stood with arms crossed, grinning, "I'm just in the lower realm, why should I erase my memory, I don't want to, I'm not convinced!"
After hearing this, the ghost responsible for delivering Meng Po Tang was embarrassed.
At the tea stall next to Tong, a pretty young woman was resting with her eyes closed and opened her eyes after hearing Tong's words.
She was very beautiful, with long eyebrows in her temples, a pair of dark eyes embedded in her narrow and upturned eyes, and two light red scars at the end of her eyes. At first glance, it looked like a folk woman's blush. Beautiful is not like a mortal, she is indeed not a human, because she is Meng Po, Meng Eqi who has been in the mansion for thousands of years.
Meng Eqi's name sounds very weak, and with her own appearance, she feels that she is a weak woman who needs protection.
however……
With a click, Meng Eqen broke the wooden table next to him with a punch, and the wooden table cracked in half. Tong and the ghosts in line were all frightened, and all the ghost patrols around them said silently: here again.
Tong hadn't reacted yet, and turned around in the next second, and then came back to find that his collar was pulled in Meng Ying's hand. Meng Yingqi lifted him in the air, staring at her beautiful eyes. , "You don't drink? You actually don't drink?!"
Tong was taken aback by her fierce momentum, but still stuck to his neck and said, "I won't drink! I am a boy under the moon, this experience is entrusted by the order, and the moon does not let me Drink soup and get reborn!"
Meng Wanqi laughed loudly, and then suddenly approached Tong's face, and said fiercely, "I tell you, this is Yincaodi! Everyone has to drink my soup when crossing the bridge. No one has ghosts, no gods, no exceptions. !Jade Emperor will not work!"
She greeted the two ghosts and held the hands and feet of Tong. They took the funnel and put it in Tong’s mouth, and filled a large bowl of Meng Po soup. She was still sullen, "Go and bring me a bucket!"
According to one of Tong's ghosts, he shuddered and stammered to persuade: "Sister Meng, this is probably not good. This month old man, Yue Lao is notorious, if Yue Lao turns back and remembers his hatred..."
Meng Wanqi raised her beautiful jaw: "You must drink Meng Po soup after crossing the bridge. This is the rule above! What's wrong with me? He dares to seek revenge, and I want him to drink Meng Po soup too!" "
The ghost messenger was frightened by her crazy tone, dared not delay, and quickly went to pick up a bucket full of Meng Po soup. Meng Haoqi laughed more and more while pouring soup. Tong's belly swelled up, and when he finally stood up, he seemed to be seven months pregnant!
In the end, the child fell down the Naihe Bridge with a look of resentment and embarrassment, and disappeared into the choppy Wangchuan River.
Meng Haoqi was able to blow away the dust that didn't exist on her hand. She looked back gently, and the light red in the corner of her eyes was very charming. "Who else doesn't want to drink soup?"
The ghosts in the queue were shocked, and they bowed their heads and lined up honestly.