"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Let bygones be bygones. Forget about your past life."
A voice that seemed to have magic poured into their ears.
Tang Zheng's head trembled, this voice has a bewitching power, whose voice is it?
This is the Ghost Realm, even if he knows the Dizang Of Goguryeo, he can't let his guard down.
There is a saying that it is easy to see the King of Hell, but difficult to deal with the little ghosts. The Dizang Of Goguryeo is too high-end, those below may not buy it.
So, unless there is no other choice, he will not resort to violence. After all, because of the relationship with the Dizang Of Goguryeo, he can't casually make a scene like before.
It's just that, he has heard this voice before, so he is quite surprised.
There is a fog in front, hazy, can't see the road ahead.
The Ghost Messenger seems to have long been used to it, and did not explain.
Tang Zheng simply did not ask, and just followed the other party's footsteps.
Li Xiaotian grabbed Tang Zheng's hand, whispered: "This Ghost Realm is so strange, it is very different from the human world."
Tang Zheng softly said: "It is two different worlds, of course there are differences."
"What is that voice?" Li Xiaotian blankly asked: "There seems to be a kind of magic, deeply attracting me."
Tang Zheng also felt surprised, but not as deep as her, said: "Don't think too much, I am here."
Li Xiaotian held his arm, glued to him, she felt that this Ghost Realm does not seem to be so bad, at least with his company, no matter how bad the environment is, she does not mind.
Walking into the fog, they can't see the surroundings clearly.
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Let bygones be bygones. Forget about your past life."
Suddenly, the voice sounded again.
Li Xiaotian subconsciously quickened her pace, Tang Zheng found something strange, quickly pulled her hand, asked: "What's wrong?"
Li Xiaotian said: "That voice is getting more and more attractive to me."
Tang Zheng immediately realized that things were not as simple as he thought. He was on full alert.
The Ghost Messenger noticed the difference between the two of them and couldn't help but reveal an unfathomable smile.
Creak, creak!
The sound of footsteps suddenly changed.
Tang Zheng was shocked and quickly looked down. He didn't know when, but the floor under his feet had turned into wood. He looked around and saw that there was a thick fog all around.
He subconsciously took a step to the left, but his foot missed. He quickly retracted it.
"We're on the bridge?" Tang Zheng asked in a deep voice.
The ghost messenger's smile became even more intense as he laughed out loud: "Of course we are on the bridge. If you step out, you will be consigned to eternal damnation."
"Beyond redemption?"
"Of course, do you know what kind of place this is?" The Ghost Messenger changed from his usual self and said proudly, as if he wanted to give this outsider a good lesson.
"No matter where it is, it's all the same to me," Tang Zheng said fearlessly.
The Ghost Messenger curled his lips and jokingly said: "Shameless boasting! Coming to the Bridge of Helplessness, you still dare to be so arrogant. "
"Bridge of Helplessness?"
Tang Zheng was surprised. This name was not unfamiliar to him. It appeared in many folklore. The Bridge of Helplessness was accompanied by Meng Po's soup.
Could there really be a Meng Po holding a bowl of soup on this bridge?
He immediately remembered the voice just now. Could it be Meng Po's voice? That's why it has a bewitching effect on souls.
Li Xiaotian tightly grabbed Tang Zheng's arm and worriedly said: "I don't want to drink Meng Po's soup. I don't want to forget the things of this life. I don't want to forget you."
"This life? Hehe, that's already the previous life. If you don't forget, how can you start a new life? " The previous voice sounded again. An old woman with a stooped body walked out from the fog in front of them.
"Meng Po." Tang Zheng exclaimed. There really was a Meng Po.
Why didn't he meet her before in the ghost realm?
He didn't know that when he came to the ghost realm before, he never took the normal road. This road was specially made for ghost envoys to lead new souls. This Bridge of Helplessness was the only way.
"You really do know the older students, hehe." Meng Po's face was full of wrinkles. She supported herself with a walking stick, but her laughter gave people a creepy feeling.
"Yi, you're still a living person. You actually came here. Strange." Meng Po's laughter came to an abrupt end. Her pair of small eyes were half open and half closed, staring straight at Tang Zheng.
The two ghost envoys remembered that after walking such a long distance, this person didn't have the slightest discomfort.
This was not normal.
There was actually a living person who didn't fear the erosion of Yin Qi?
"Yes, what's the matter with you? It's been so long and everything is still normal? "The ghost envoys stared at Tang Zheng and asked.
Tang Zheng turned a deaf ear and didn't answer this question.
Meng Po looked at the ghost envoys and meaningfully said: "You two actually brought a living person. I don't know if you're lucky or unlucky."
"Meng Po, this kid insisted on coming. He's a cultivator. We can't do anything about it." The ghost envoys quickly explained.
Meng Po's level seemed to be higher than them. Seeing the ghost envoys expression that was uglier than crying, she didn't move at all. She faintly said: "So what if he's a cultivator. In the ghost realm, he can't jump around."
The ghost envoys nodded like they were pounding garlic: "Meng Po's words are true."
"Since you've entered the ghost realm, you must drink my bowl of Meng Po's soup. Only by forgetting your past life can you cross this Bridge of Helplessness and enter the heart of my ghost realm." Meng Po reached out and a bowl of black soup appeared in her hand.
"Wow, it smells so good." Li Xiaotian couldn't help but cry out. He took a deep breath and had a very intoxicated expression.
Tang Zheng didn't smell anything. Instead, he looked at the pitch-black liquid and felt disgusted.
"No one wants to drink your Meng Po's soup." Tang Zheng refused.
Meng Po looked at Tang Zheng with a smile. Her long and narrow eyes revealed a faint light. She said: "You're a living person so you don't need to drink it for the time being. But she's a living soul so she must drink this bowl of Meng Po's soup."
"She won't drink it."
Tang Zheng glanced at Li Xiaotian who seemed to be intoxicated. He quickly pulled her into his arms, as if he was afraid that she couldn't resist the temptation and drank Meng Po's soup.
Meng Po's smile filled her cheeks, but it gave people a gloomy and terrifying feeling.
"If you don't drink, you can't cross this Bridge of Helplessness."
"What if I insist on crossing?"
"Unless you cross from outside the bridge, I naturally won't stop you." Meng Po's eyes were unfathomable.
Tang Zheng subconsciously looked outside the bridge. In the thick fog, he couldn't see clearly at all. It was dead silent, giving people an ominous feeling.
"Haha, outside the bridge is the River Styx. No one can cross the River Styx. If you jump, only death awaits." Ghost Messenger laughed.
Meng Po's eyes flashed with a trace of pride. Of course, she was more clear about all of this, so she deliberately made things difficult for Tang Zheng.
"River Styx."
Tang Zheng's thick eyebrows raised. He remembered.
He once fell into the River Styx and quickly sank. The River Styx's water can also devour souls. Whether it's a ghost or a living soul, it's difficult to resist the power of the River Styx's water.
If it weren't for the Four Symbols Venerable not being afraid of the River Styx's water, Tang Zheng would have been buried in the River Styx long ago. Of course, he wouldn't take it lightly.
The Bridge of Helplessness was the bridge to cross the River Styx. Apart from the Bridge of Helplessness, there was nothing else that could cross the River Styx.
Every living soul that came to the Ghost Realm must cross the Bridge of Helplessness.
Meng Po kept looking at Tang Zheng. Seeing his reaction, she asked in surprise: "You actually know about the River Styx? Strange, you're a living person, but you seem to know a lot about the Ghost Realm. "
Tang Zheng ignored her surprise and asked in a deep voice: "What if I have to cross the Bridge of Helplessness?"
Meng Po's big hand moved forward. Meng Po's soup was almost in front of Li Xiaotian, deeply attracting her.
"Then let her drink my bowl of Meng Po's soup."
"No!" Tang Zheng shook his head, resolute and decisive.
"Then there's no other way."
"I know the Dizang Of Goguryeo. This time, I'm here to ask him for help." Tang Zheng didn't want to be entangled with these little ghosts. He directly explained his purpose of coming, and even pointed out the Dizang Of Goguryeo, hoping that the other party wouldn't make things difficult for him.
Meng Po wasn't frightened by the name of the Dizang Of Goguryeo. She laughed: "It seems that you really know a lot about the Ghost Realm. You even know the name of the new master of the Ghost Realm."
The ghost messenger looked at Tang Zheng with ridicule and said: "Meng Po, you don't know how arrogant he is. He actually wants to find the Dizang Of Goguryeo to resurrect this woman."
Meng Po was stunned for a moment. She turned pale with fright and said: "Really? That's really not an ordinary arrogance. How can we let such a daring person go and disturb the Dizang Of Goguryeo? He's so busy every day. How can he have the time to deal with such an arrogant lunatic? "
"Yes, that's reasonable. So we'll have to trouble Meng Po to make a move." The ghost messenger's face was thick, and his smile was uglier than crying.
Tang Zheng sighed helplessly. He brought out the Dizang Of Goguryeo, this big signboard, but it didn't have any effect.
This was something he never thought would happen.
Meng Po raised her head. Her stooped body also straightened. She glared at Tang Zheng and said: "This Bridge of Helplessness is controlled by me, Meng Po. If you want to go over, then you'll have to step over my body."
Li Xiaotian's heart tightened. He grabbed onto Tang Zheng and asked: "What do we do?"
Her cultivation was not low when she was alive. She had a divine weapon. But now she was only a ghost. She did not have any strength. She could not help Tang Zheng, so her heart was nervous.
Tang Zheng patted her hand to comfort her and said: "Don't worry. I'll take care of everything."
Holding Li Xiaotian's hand, he suddenly took a step forward and approached Meng Po. "This is your request," he said aggressively, "Then I can only fulfill your wish," Meng Po said.
Meng Po was stunned for a moment. She seemed to think that this was a big joke. After a while, she came back to her senses and said: "Then this Bridge of Helplessness will have one more soul."
Obviously, Meng Po wanted to kick Tang Zheng off the Bridge of Helplessness and bury him in the River Styx.
Tang Zheng coldly snorted. He took large strides and directly crashed into Meng Po's body.
Meng Po did not retreat. The walking stick in her hand flew up and turned into a black light. In an instant, it turned into a huge sinister ghost head. It bit towards Tang Zheng's neck.
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