
Holding the Soup to Cross Me: the Girl Meng Po's 777 Heart Tribulations
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They say Meng Po soup makes people forget their emotions, but I used this bowl of soup to remember everyone's obsessions. On the day my grandma disappeared, she left me a copper spoon and a sentence: "You can only see me after boiling seven hundred and seventy-seven bowls of soup." At the age of twelve, I did not expect that the first spoonful would scoop out the century-old resentment of the female ghost in red. What's more, I didn't expect that the secret would be revealed by a genius forensic doctor who is investigating the cause of his father's death, and a street girl who has lost control of her magic. The three of us were forced to team up and break into a series of strange levels built by obsession. Heaven says that obsession is a sin and needs to be eliminated. But when I got to the 776th bowl, I finally understood-- What grandma wants me to cook is never forgetting soup. But the one that can burn through the rules and free obsessions... The prairie fire soup. I hold the soup as a blade, and I can cross all living beings, and I can cross myself as well.
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