"Damn!" the woman exasperated, "what did she do to me?"

"Who?" the rest of his life was confused, and anyone who drilled a monster out of the jar of the cellar would do the same.

The expression on the woman's face changed from anger to hatred, "That proud, arrogant, evil and ......"

She spat out three adjectives in a row, but the woman's voice became more and more hoarse, as if a rope was strangling her neck.

Her face was even flushed with breath holding.

"Beautiful... Li", the woman spit out these two words with difficulty, and her face improved.

The surprise in her heart was indescribable, what had the woman who had sealed her done to her, or was she nearby?

Thinking like this, the woman panicked and flew out of the wine cellar, because the umbrella and sword could not hurt him, and Aunt Qing did not stop her.

"Who is she?" Yu Sheng asked the little aunt, if the seal was an evil monster, it would be his sin to let it out to cause trouble.

The little aunt looked dazed, she really didn't know that there was such a thing in the cellar.

"Don't run, at least satisfy my curiosity. Yu Sheng saw that she couldn't hurt herself, so she chased her out and shouted.

The woman who had just flown to the eaves was facing the sea without looking back, but her body froze after hearing Yu Sheng's words.

"You're a pretty dead girl!" the woman shouted to the sky, and the scolding and praise canceled each other out and kept her from suffering.

In order not to let the rest of her life see it, the woman slowly turned around and said coldly: "Listen, I am the god of Dushuo, the lord of all ghosts, and the guardian of the ghost city, Meng Po." ”

Without waiting for the rest of her life to ask for a bowl of Meng Po soup, the woman turned around and flew to the sky, and soon disappeared into the ghost.

"Hey, do you sell soup?" Yu Sheng jumped to his feet and asked the sky, but the sky should not be.

"It's her!" remembered Aunt Qing, who was following behind.

"Who is she?" asked Yu Sheng looking back.

The woman said a lot, and the rest of her life was stunned that she didn't hear it clearly, but he might still understand the master of the bridge.

"The Lord of Ten Thousand Ghosts, the legendary ghost fairy who established a ghost town, is called Meng Po by the world because of her surname Meng. Aunt Qing said.

It turned out that she was also an immortal, and she was still a ghost immortal, no wonder the little aunt couldn't help her.

Aunt Qing raised the long sword made of oil-paper umbrella in her hand, "This sword is called the Battle Spirit Order, and it is Meng Po's sword." ”

She turned her sword into an umbrella and looked at the direction in the sky where Meng Po had disappeared, with a worried face, which made the rest of her life feel uneasy.

I heard the story of the second goods and released the devil in my previous life, and I didn't expect him to become the protagonist today.

"This Meng Po is a good ghost, right?"

Aunt Qing shook her head, "There is no absolute good or absolute evil in the world, and Meng Po believes that turning people into ghosts is the shortcut to human cultivation." ”

Seeing that the rest of her life was confused, Aunt Qing lowered her head and said, "Demonizing into a human is a hurdle for demon cultivation, what is the hurdle for that person's cultivation?"

Of course, it is enlightenment, life is short for decades, and it is not easy for enlightenment to step into the path of immortals, so Meng Po believes that ghosts are the beginning of people becoming immortals.

The years of ghosts are long and cannot be remembered, and enlightenment naturally has time.

"But not everyone dies and becomes a ghost. Yu Sheng said.

Ghosts become ghosts because of obsession, and those who have no concern will inevitably be reincarnated.

"The soul is immortal, it's just reincarnation, reincarnation continues, and one day it will become a ghost. Aunt Qing said.

The ghost fairy Meng Po called this the ghost road, believing that it was a way to benefit mankind and get rid of the invasion of demon beasts.

For this reason, she went to an extreme, that is, turning the living into ghosts.

"After Meng Po realized this way, every time she killed someone, her path increased by one point. Aunt Qing said.

Yu Sheng was dumbfounded when he heard this, this cultivation method was the most evil sect he had ever heard of in Yu Sheng, "Heavenly Dao allows such an evil Dao to exist?"

"There are more than 3,000 avenues, and heaven and earth are not benevolent, why not allow it?" Aunt Qing told Yu Sheng that Meng Po's cultivation path is said to come from ghost texts.

In the witch faith, the ghost text is the heavenly text, the ghost cultivation text.

"Then how could she be in the jar?" said Yu Sheng, this man was so powerful, hiding in the jar and doing something.

Aunt Qing talked about the old news from twenty years ago, when the Lord of Ten Thousand Ghosts was driven out of the ghost gate by the two gods of Shen Tu Yu Lei.

Just when everyone thought that Meng Po would make waves in the world, she quickly disappeared, thinking that she was sealed in a jar at that time.

"My mother?" The rest of his life was surprised and delighted, happy that his mother actually had this ability, and was surprised that this account must be counted on his head.

And don't think about it anymore, with Aunt Fang Caiqing's behavior of Meng Po, letting her out for the rest of her life will definitely cause a big disaster.

The rest of his life clasped his hands together, "The king of the Eastern Wilderness is above, the gods and Buddhas bless, don't let Meng Po do evil and kill innocents indiscriminately." ”

"I don't make a wish for the rest of my life on my birthday, and this is the first time in my life, so you must help me. The rest of his life muttered.

"Don't worry. Aunt Qing said, "I was too hasty just now, so I can't help her, if she dares to make trouble in Yangzhou City, I can't spare her." ”

"It's like you're the lord of the city. Yu Sheng said.

"I ......" Aunt Qing held back.

Her eyes rolled, "You are the commander of the Ghost Town, the ghost fairy rebellion is your dereliction of duty, and the little aunt is thinking about you." ”

The reason for this is unassailable.

"Then thank you, little aunt, let's go, please go in and eat. The rest of his life held her arm.

"Is there any wine?"

"Yes, Tsugi wine. ”

"I don't like it. ”

"There are only a few altars of flower carving, and they have been hidden for five or six years, and it is a pity to drink them all during the New Year's Festival?" said Yu Sheng.

Aunt Qing thought about it, and couldn't help but think about the recent festival, "I remember that your hanging arc is in the middle of July......"

The custom of the town is to hang a bow on the door when giving birth, so the birthday is also called the day of the hanging arc.

"Ghost Day. Yu Sheng said, "So the old man never gave me a birthday." ”

The half of July is the day of ghost walking, and on this day every year, the two moons are one, which is the time when the ghost power is the most vigorous.

On this day, the hundred ghosts are rampant, and each family needs to put incense and offerings at the door, otherwise it is likely to attract the hundred ghosts to knock on the door.

Over time, this day has also been known as Halloween.

The old man often said to the rest of his life that Halloween is a festival for ghosts, and ordinary people are unlucky, so the rest of his life is no more than a birthday from childhood to adulthood.

This is a reason, Aunt Qing said: "It's almost half a month in July this year, and my little aunt is in charge to let you celebrate your birthday." ”

There is also a reason to drink alcohol in this way.

I don't like birthdays for the rest of my life, but I was expecting a gift from my little aunt, so I didn't refute it.

Saying that, he returned to the lobby, and Bai, who heard half a sentence, said happily: "The shopkeeper is going to have a birthday? ”

This is a bad beating, but it is a blessing that the people of the Great Wilderness often say on their birthdays, which is also the reason why they don't like birthdays for the rest of their lives.

"It's early, it's still half a month. "The rest of your life sat down.

"Who are you shouting at outside?" Ye Zigao said, hearing Yu Sheng ask someone to buy soup.

I was depressed for the rest of my life, and I felt that Bai Xingxing's blessing just now was just right for next year, and it was worth celebrating if he lived.

After all, he is a ghost fairy, even if the little aunt says that she can deal with it, she feels that it is better not to provoke Meng Po for the rest of her life.

When he didn't want to provoke for the rest of his life, Meng Po, who escaped, hated him.

"What the hell?" Meng Po looked at the palm of the hand that patted the bun Tianling Gai but couldn't slap it, "What did that kid do?"

Baozi didn't know that there was a ghost fairy floating on his head, and he was still happily counting the pocket money he had earned these days. 210