"Since the formation of the underworld, it has been 400,000 years, you have been forming since the underworld, and you have been handing Meng Po soup to the reincarnated souls on this bridge of Naihe, I once asked you that you are the only woman in this underworld, in this dark and miserable underworld, can you stand it, you answer me as a habit. Obviously, every 100,000 years, you have the opportunity to choose, to leave this Nai He Bridge, to leave this Meng Po Village, and even to leave this underworld, but you gave up this opportunity again and again, and now it is another opportunity, I don't want you to give up. Lianhua persuaded,

"I'm used to life in the underworld, the underworld is my home, even if I leave it, where can I go?"

"If you have the heart to leave the underworld, I will arrange a place for you to go, you have worked hard in the underworld, even if it is to raise you to become an immortal. ”

"Don't laugh at Xiaoxian, how can Xiaoxian be an immortal with this ugly appearance, Xiaoxian is used to being in Meng Pozhuang and can't do without it. ”

"They all say that I have a deep obsession, and your obsession is not much stronger than mine. Lianhua took a sip of Meng Po soup.

"There is a female Meng, eighteen years old, beautiful, filial piety to the elderly, and good neighbors. There is a male Chai, twenty years old, handsome and heroic, brothers, friends and brothers, and young talents. The two have set up their family affairs since they were young, and they will stay until they become adults to do Qin Jin's goodness. Childhood sweethearts, two little guesses, this is a good couple, how can it be that on the day of the wedding, a fire fell from the sky, both of them died, the soul ascended to heaven, and ascended to immortal. One is destined to be a god of the underworld, and the other is destined to be a god, even if the heavens and the earth are separated, it does not prevent those who love each other from seeing each other. Haotian has no way, indiscriminately kills innocents, although the Meng Chai family escaped by luck, but Haotian cursed, until the destruction of heaven and earth, and never saw each other. The two tried to break through the curse and reunite again, but the road to meet was full of thorns and could not pass, so they could only let go of their hands, one flew to the Nine Heavens, and the other landed in the Eight Hundred Yellow Springs. At that time, the immortal war, the eight hundred yellow springs were just barren land, the beautiful Meng girl could only stick to the wind and sand alone, she had endured the sharp pain of the blurred flesh and blood, stepped on the thorns, and wanted to find her Lang Jun, but when she left the underworld, she only saw the lonely moon, and there was no more handsome young man, her heart was like ashes, self-destructed, and closed in the eight hundred yellow springs. The underworld was formed, and he became the Meng Po who handed Meng Po soup to the souls of the dead on the Nai He Bridge, and he was higher than the Nine Heavens and became the star monarch under the moon. Lianhua said leisurely, it turned out that she couldn't remember Meng Po's past, she remembered a lot of things clearly when Hanyu entered the weak water, and she also knew a lot of things, and she didn't know about the past between Meng Po and Xingjun under the moon.

"He is higher than the Nine Heavens, and I am lower than the Yin Cao Mansion, and we are no longer all the way. Meng Po said in a low voice, how many years, no one knows about it.

"You're blaming him, blaming him. You tried so hard to find him, endured blood and tears, but he didn't come to you, you held your breath in your heart, self-destructed, and refused to leave this netherworld, if you were like this, he wouldn't know, you were torturing yourself. ”

"It's just a bad fate, and there is no torture that is not tortured. Meng Po continued to stir Meng Po soup, but Meng Po soup exuded a mellow atmosphere, eight Meng Po tears, Meng Po soup was completed.

"But have you ever thought about why he only became the Star Monarch under the moon with so many gods in the Nine Heavens and Eighteen Palaces, do you know where the red rope he used to match the bridge came from?"

"He hasn't forgotten you, the marriage tree of the Heavenly Fate Hall is watered by his blood, giving birth to countless red threads, which are used to tie countless couples and promote marriage. You don't know that the curse of the year can only be reunited when heaven and earth destroy you, in fact, he has found a way to solve it, that is, all lovers in the world will form a couple, and you will be able to reunite. In order to fulfill this wish, he became the Star Monarch under the moon, connecting all the sentient beings in the Six Realms and promoting marriage. Lianhua said helplessly, the two of them are also hard-working people, one thinks he doesn't love her anymore, and the other loves her but can't tell her.

"I don't know, I don't know anything. We fell in love with each other, and in the end, I didn't know him, and he didn't know me. For 400,000 years, she always thought that the god of the heavenly realm was infatuated with him, so he forgot about her, and in the end he always loved himself deeply, but he still resented him and hated him.

Because she is in charge of the star monarch under the moon, she will make lovers in the world into marriages, but she sends out bowls and bowls of Meng Po soup, so that couples and couples of lovers forget each other.

In the end, it was she who lost him. Seeing Meng Po's tears raining down, Lianhua also felt sad for her in her heart, but this time she should be able to choose a new path and not trap herself in this Meng Po Village.

Lianhua conjured up a gourd, collected the tears of Meng Po, if Meng Po really left the underworld, it will take hundreds of years to find the next Meng Po, the underworld must be without Meng Po soup, collect Meng Po's tears, at least when there is no Meng Po, she can also temporarily take the position of Meng Po, personally boil Meng Po soup, and hand a bowl of Meng Po soup to the reincarnated soul.