Chapter 1276 Meng Po (12)

Qianyan: "It's just a variety of flowers. In fact, there are many flowers in this world that "see the flowers but not the leaves", but this flower on the other side has spread far and is known to everyone. It is given a profound story, perhaps its name. It sounds good, or maybe it grows on Huangquan Road."

The man was probably the first to hear such a statement, and he was a little dumbfounded, and quickly said: "Also, how many things in this world are stories given to them by people, in fact, they are just one thing, and there are never any strange stories."

"Mengbo, you really don't have any sentimental feelings." The ghost who was going to reincarnate with a bowl ready to drink soup couldn't help but interject, "Such a romantic and poignant story, after you say it like this, it becomes commonplace, it really spoils the atmosphere. ."

"That is, if a great poet talks to you, the two of you are afraid that there will be a quarrel."

Qianyan: "Hurry up and drink the soup."

"I won't quarrel with the great poet. If you don't drink soup, you will definitely miss the time. Then you can't be a human, you can only be a beast and see if you cry."

As soon as Qianyan's words fell, the ghost in front of him was so frightened that he poured the soup into it with a bowl, and when he wanted to say something, his eyes suddenly became blank, and his face was full of aftertaste, and he was led to reincarnation.

The man who didn't know his last name stood quietly by the side, looking at the ghosts queuing up to drink Meng Po soup, and the girl in red distributing soup bowls, with a faint smile on his face.

Actually, it's not a big deal if I can't remember the name and name, and there's nothing wrong with staying here at the Naihe Bridge.

After all the ghosts queuing up to drink the soup have passed the Naihe Bridge, and there are no other reincarnations today, Qianyan's busy schedule has come to an end.

When she saw the man, she stood across from her and asked, "Have you remembered?"

"Not yet."

"Then think about it carefully, your soul is not ordinary, you shouldn't be a lonely ghost." At the first sight of the other party, Qian Yan felt that there was a power hidden in the other party's soul, and there was also a purple energy in the soul. .

Anyone with purple luck will achieve great things.

Even if you can't do it in this life, you will do it in the next life. It affects not an individual, but a country, or even a world. That's why she reminded the other party to think quickly.

Looking at the purple energy that is almost unable to hide, it is obviously a talent.

Instead of waiting for him to dissipate and waste in this world, it is better to urge him to quickly remember his identity, reincarnate as a human being, and complete what he should do.

The man obviously felt Qianyan's seriousness and accepted the good intention: "I will think about it carefully, and I will be the first to tell you."

This time, he really stopped looking around, silently thinking about his name, where he came from, what identity he was, and what other wishes he had left.

Miss Meng didn't want him to be a lonely ghost, so she urged him so seriously and made him think about his own identity, he couldn't live up to her kindness.

The man's serious attitude made Qianyan quite satisfied.

She likes people who are serious about things and have a good attitude...the same goes for ghosts.

"Didn't you say there are other flowers on Huangquan Road? It doesn't seem to be there." There was a nice female voice in the distance. When the other party appeared in "Meng Po's Domain", Qian Yan had already seen who it was.

First, a woman in pink floated over from a distance, followed by two ghost attendants.

The woman in pink also had a flower basket hanging on her arm, looking to pick the other shore flowers.

(end of this chapter)