Chapter 1,273 Po Meng (9)

Perhaps it was because of two unsuccessful attempts that there was no chance of getting through again for the time being.

Although the human world has gradually entered troubled times, no large-scale war has broken out yet, and the underworld is not too crowded.

Even if the underworld is crowded, the ghosts who come down will not be sent to reincarnation immediately, but will be interrogated one by one, their merits and demerits discussed, and scheduled.

When no one was crossing the Naihe Bridge, Qian Yan studied the taste of Meng Po's soup and at the same time pondered Meng Po's field, which was considered as a multitasking.

Ten days passed like this, with Naihe Bridge as the center, a strong aroma spread to all parts of the underworld.

The two ghost attendants serving Qian Yan were stunned. Could Meng Po soup still be so fragrant?

Not long after, the presence of various forces from the underworld appeared in Naihe Bridge. Even Yan Jun appeared in front of the long wooden table. He was dressed in gold-patterned black clothes and stared at the fragrant soup in the pot with a stern face. There was a dry feeling. A bowl of impulse.

"Masters, do you want a bowl?" Qian Yan saw everyone gathered around and asked seriously. They were so frightened that they quickly took two steps back and smiled, forget it.

The originally slightly green Meng Po soup is now milky white, like bone soup, which greatly increases one's appetite and smells very delicious.

If it weren't for Meng Po soup, everyone present wouldn't mind having a bowl.

"I never thought that Meng Po soup would become so delicious. Now the reincarnated ghost can take it orally."

"I thought it was a joke some time ago, but it turned out to be true."

"Congratulations to Po Meng Po Meng on the success of Tang Po Tang. This is something that will benefit countless ghosts."

Qian Yan accepted the compliment with a normal expression, and soon everyone except Yan Jun dispersed.

Yan Jun still stood in front of the table, waving his hands for the ghost attendants to retreat, and then said to Qian Yan: "The small calamity of heaven and earth has arrived, and all ghosts are commotion. I have to suppress all ghosts. Po Meng, please don't go out here. error."

"Of course, Yan Jun, feel free to go." Qian Yan replied, and the topic changed instantly, "But I heard one thing."

"Yan Jun seems to be very close to a lonely soul? What's so special about this lonely soul?"

Yan Jun frowned and his expression turned cold: "This is none of your business. It's just a little lonely soul. It's not a big deal for me to have two lonely souls by my side."

"That's true, but I heard that the lonely soul is a woman. If Yan Jun is moved, wouldn't it be safer to conduct an underworld assessment on her and give her an identity?"

"I have made my own decision on this matter. Just guard the Naihe Bridge. You don't have to worry about the rest, and it's not your responsibility. In the underworld, except for the Naihe Bridge, you don't have to control it."

Yan Jun didn't seem to want to say anything. His figure disappeared in front of Qian Yan, and he didn't know where he went.

Qian Yan glanced in a certain direction, then looked back, not taking the matter seriously.

The Lord of Hell in the underworld is already unjust. If Heaven had not been weak, he would have been wiped out long ago and a new Lord of Hell would have been born.

Presumably Yan Jun also knew about this and knew that he would be wiped out as soon as Tiandao regained its strength.

When he protected that lonely soul, he had already lost his impartiality as the King of Hell, and in the long run he would surely face a catastrophe.

He should have discovered the conspiracy of all parties, held back, or even allowed them to act. He probably wanted to use this to escape the sanction of heaven.

Of course, these plots are logically self-consistent in the world and will not be shown in the storybook. The world of the novel will only show Yan Jun's wisdom and ability to ride the waves.

"how?"

"It smells so good. Po Meng, your soup is too fresh. Now the ghosts are probably trying to drink the soup and reincarnate."

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