Perhaps this' Village Viewing Platform 'was essentially a magical formation that could reflect the deepest memories of the people on the platform about their hometown. However, no matter how he circulated the 'Book of Freedom', the scene in front of him was still vivid and lifelike. There was not a single fluctuation.
He looked down the platform and suddenly realized that there was a curved wooden bridge that spanned a large river. The river was jade-green, but it was very shallow. The bridge was less than 100 feet long. There were two words carved on the body of the bridge: 'Helpless'.
He could no longer see the endless smoke and the long bridge that he had walked for a long time.
At that moment, a Soul-Reaping Envoy brought a Yin Spirit onto the bridge. He walked very slowly.
On the other side of the bridge was a vast expanse of yellow dust.
The Hell Dao was completely different from the Human Dao, Demonic Beast Dao, Asura Dao, and even the Hungry Ghost Dao. It was mysterious and indescribable.
The green-faced ghost shouted impatiently, "Hey, the one up there, come down quickly. When it's time, you'll get more merit if you continue to look!"
Li Qingshan walked down from the Village Viewing Platform in a daze. The old man who had been fooled grabbed him, "Kid, return my spirit jade!"
Li Qingshan said perfunctorily, "I'll return it to you later."
Ox-head Ah Pang felt strange, "Does this kid also miss his hometown?"
The old man shouted, "Lord Horse-Face, please help me!"
"What are you howling for? Continue walking and take care of your things!" Horse-face sneered, "Good kid, let's see what you'll do next!"
Not long after they passed the Village Viewing Platform, a tea house blocked their way. It was either built by the side of the road or blocked the main road. There were cliffs on both sides of the tea house. A long flag fluttered on a flagpole of the tea house with the word 'Tang' written on it.
An old woman with white hair and wrinkled skin sat at the door. She held a soup spoon in her hand and called out, "Come and have some soup."
Meng Po soup!
Li Qingshan raised his head slightly. Based on the unlucky place that the tea house was built in, he knew that he had to drink this bowl of soup. He was slightly relieved when he did not see the Merit Box.
He walked a little closer. However, he found something strange.
There were two soup pots in front of Meng Po, both of which were steaming. There were two piles of bowls, one big and one small. The mouth of the big bowl was chipped, and the black porcelain was gray. It was small and exquisite. White porcelain fighting colors.
One pot of soup was as thick as asphalt and emitted an unpleasant smell of medicine. The other pot of soup was as light as plain water and emitted a refreshing fragrance.
Meng Po scooped out two bowls of clear soup from small white porcelain bowls and handed them to Ox-head and Horse-face. I've just used a thousand-year-old hen to make soup. Have a taste! "
Horse-face tasted it. "Granny Meng, your craftsmanship is still as good as ever, but the materials are getting more and more frugal. Not to mention a thousand years, I don't think it'll even take a hundred years."
"It's not easy to do business. Most of the customers are poor!" Meng Po said to Li Qingshan with a kind face, "Little brother, which bowl do you want to drink?"
On the way, Li Qingshan had already heard from Ox-head that the effect of Meng Po's soup was not to make one forget the past, but to seal all of one's cultivation.
Although it was the Yang Spirit and Yin Spirit. Once one drank this bowl of soup, one would be no different from a mortal and would not be able to use any magic.
In such a state, once one entered the cycle of reincarnation, there would be a mystery in the womb, and one would definitely lose all memories of one's past life.
However, Ox-head did not tell him that there were other choices, so he pointed at the pot of clear soup.
"Little brother, you really know how to choose. After drinking this bowl of soup, you won't fall into hell. You won't forget the past! "
Meng Po's smile became even more kind, but she was not in a hurry to scoop up the soup. Instead, she reached out a chicken claw-like hand.
Li Qingshan instantly understood that he had to buy that pot of clear soup. And it would definitely be expensive. It was probably one of the things that needed to be bribed the most.
After drinking this bowl of clear soup, one would be able to maintain one's cultivation. Even if one was sent to hell, one would be able to cast spells to block it. Even if there were still mysteries in the womb during reincarnation, one could still preserve one's thoughts and memories. One could recover them in the future.
It was definitely not a coincidence that Chu Tian was able to recover a portion of Lin Xuan's memories. It was because he drank this bowl of Meng Po's soup. Even a bowl of clear water could be sold at a sky-high price, let alone soup.
This stage was extremely important. It was a matter of life and death. It was definitely not something that a famous scenic spot like the Village Viewing Platform could compare to. Furthermore, he had no choice at all. He had to drink it whether he wanted to or not.
Seeing that Li Qingshan could not take it out after a long time, Meng Po's face gradually darkened. She put down the small white porcelain bowl and picked up the large black porcelain bowl. She scooped up a full bowl. "Poor people only deserve to drink this!"
"Sigh, people say that hell rewards the good and punishes the evil. I didn't expect that it would still favor the rich and despise the poor!"
Li Qingshan sighed bitterly and took the large black porcelain bowl. The smell became even more pungent, and bubbles were bubbling. There were insect-like things surging up. He did not know what disgusting things were cooking.
Meng Po laughed sinisterly. "Don't look down on this bowl of soup. In terms of ingredients, it's even more expensive than this pot of soup! I guarantee that once you drink it, you won't be able to escape punishment and forget the past! "She said sternly," Drink it! "
Horse-face sneered. "If you don't drink it, I can only force it down."
Ox-head Abian laughed. "Heh, I'll pay for it myself. I can treat you to a few more bowls!"
"There's no need for you to pay for it, Big Brother!"
Three faces stared at Li Qingshan. Some were stern, some were mocking, and some were sneering.
Li Qingshan did not think that hell was scary, but he suddenly felt his heart palpitate. "Alright, I'll drink it! I'll drink it! "
Seeing him pinch his nose and drink the bowl of soup with a distorted expression, Horse-face could not help but laugh. "You won't shed a tear until you see your coffin. It's too late to regret now."
Ox-head Abian sighed in his heart. On the road to hell, it was extremely simple for him to give Li Qingshan some treasures and let him bribe him. However, since he had chosen this path, he had to walk it this way. Otherwise, why would a "smart person" who knew how to bribe people repeatedly speak rudely and offend others!
Li Qingshan gulped down the soup in one gulp. The soup melted in his mouth and fused with his Yang Spirit bit by bit. Immediately, he felt his entire body begin to feel numb. He continued to walk forward while swaying, his expression already extremely desperate.
Meng Po was used to this kind of scene. She could not be bothered to look at this poor man and went to serve the next "customer".
Just when Li Qingshan passed by the pot of soup, a leg suddenly flew up and landed on the pot of soup.
With a bang, the soup pot smashed against the rock wall and the soup spilled all over the ground.
Even though Meng Po was a ghost immortal, she was caught off guard and cried out in pain, "My soup!"
This pot of soup required a lot of precious ingredients to achieve the effect of sealing one's cultivation. Moreover, it was not easy to boil it.
Li Qingshan let out a breath of resentment and raised his eyebrows with a smile. "Good soup!" He said to the dumbfounded old man, "I'll return it to you."
Meng Po's claw-like hands grabbed his neck fiercely and said sternly, "Return my soup!"
"Alright!" Li Qingshan smiled and patted his stomach. "When I'm done digesting it, I'll pee and let you use it as a mirror. I'll let you see how ugly your old face is!"
Meng Po was about to go crazy. "I'll kill you!"
"Alright, come, come, I beg you to give me a quick death. I'm not human if I don't kill you!"
Horse-face was stunned for a while before asking Ox-head Abian, "Is there something wrong with this kid's head?"
"Yes, he's quite sick!"
However, for some reason, he only wanted to laugh out loud and vent his anger.
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