Meng Po Soup

It is said that on the secluded Huangquan Road there was a woman named Meng who shed tears of pain at the ghosts, new and old, passing by. The following is the modified version: It is said that on the quiet Huangquan Road, there was a woman named Meng who shed tears of pain at the ghosts new and old passing by. No one knows how many years she has been standing on the Naihe Bridge, and almost everyone who has seen her has forgotten her. She was a beautiful woman. The king of hell once said this. There are many ghosts passing by on Naihe Bridge every day. Most of them are reincarnated after drinking the so-called Meng Po Soup in her hand. But there are also some ghosts who insist not to drink the soup in Po Meng's hand. They are waiting for someone. Po Meng will look at such ghosts differently. Sometimes I can't stand it anymore, so I tell the King of Hell to make a mark on the book of life and death, and those who are waiting for someone will wait for the person they are waiting for. So she served them soup and watched them go to reincarnation. In fact, the official positions in the underworld are the same as those in the upper world. They need to be replaced. The post of Meng Po is held every 50 years. The position of Meng Po is the same as other official positions in the underworld. Ghosts who hold this position do not need to drink Meng Po soup to remember their past and present lives. But this one is different. She had just died at that time, and Black and White Wuchang threatened her that if she didn't drink Meng Po's soup, she would go to the eighteenth level of hell to suffer. So when other ghosts were still hesitating, she drank the soup from the previous Meng Po's hand without thinking. Suddenly the memory of the past life disappeared. She thought she could reincarnate safely now, but unexpectedly, it happened to be the time for a change of leadership, and there was no one to choose from. Black and White took a good look at her with their impermanent eyes, and then reported it to the King of Hell. Seeing that her reincarnation failed, she cried anxiously, and her tears just flowed into the cauldron in front of her. From then on, the effect of Meng Po soup doubled. It can be said that after drinking this soup, not only did she forget her previous life, but she also forgot who she was. So as long as they drank her Meng Po soup, the ghosts who were still somewhat conscious would turn into wooden ghosts with numb and stiff expressions, but at least this way, they would not feel any pain when they were tortured. Po Meng stood on the Naihe Bridge, working conscientiously, seeing that her tenth fifty years were about to pass, but it seemed that her superiors still had no intention of letting her leave. Wouldn't it mean that she would never be reincarnated if she continued to spend it like this? Seeing that Wu Chang was very relaxed that day, she ran to the King of Hell. This term's King of Hell is very good-looking, with delicate features, but I only had a quick glance at him when he took office, and there is no friendship with him. Now she had to ask him to open the back door for her. Po Meng thought the possibility was very slim, but she would give it a try. So when she arrived at the door of Yama's house, before she saw his shadow, she started crying and recounting all the bitterness and great achievements over the years. When she had finished speaking, the King of Hell arrived belatedly. "Meng Po, you've been crying every day and you're not tired of crying? It's time to get over it when you come to my place today!" The King of Hell, dressed in red and wearing a black crown, was sitting gracefully on a high place. She gently raised her jade hand to caress the tip of her brow, but from the corner of her eye, she looked at Po Meng who had been crying for unknown reasons for many years, and her eyes were swollen like water balloons. "That's it, that's it, it should be taken away." Po Meng smiled apologetically. But I muttered in my heart that this is a person who looks kind but has a bad heart. He will show off his power as soon as he meets him. Well, people have to bow their heads under the roof. Pretend you didn't hear it at all. "What are you doing with me?" The King of Hell looked down at the desk with his eyebrows raised. "The little one wants to be reincarnated." Po Meng lowered her head and looked at the ground filled with green smoke. "You've done well, why do you want to reincarnate?" The King of Hell's eyes moved slightly. "A big tree attracts wind, right? I have been working hard for so many years. Although I have worked hard and responsible without making any mistakes, and I was re-elected, there are people who have long been dissatisfied with me and have been coveting this position for a long time. Why not let them satisfy me? It will also allow me to reincarnate." "Well, that's good!" There was some unusual excitement on the face of the King of Hell. After a long while, the King of Hell asked again: "But why didn't you reincarnate before and suddenly you want to reincarnate again?" "Didn't you see that those who were reincarnated came back several times?" What she said made sense, and the King of Hell nodded. "Have you ever wanted to throw yourself somewhere? Whose family?" The King of Hell walked down the steps, came to Po Meng's side, and bowed to help her up. "As long as it's not an animal's way." Po Meng was flattered by the attitude of the King of Hell. She quickly lowered her head and took two steps back to break away from the King of Hell's hand before answering respectfully. "Okay, you go down!" The King of Hell looked at his empty hands, a little disappointed but didn't care. "Thank you, King of Hell!" Po Meng thanked him and walked away. But just half a step out the door, Po Meng suddenly looked back and looked at the King of Hell in confusion. "What's wrong?" The King of Hell, who had been standing still, also looked at her. "I just suddenly felt that you looked familiar," Po Meng said, but after thinking for a long time, she only remembered that they had only met on the day when the King of Hell took office. Po Meng stood there for a while, feeling really rude, and said: "That's rude." Then she hurried away without looking back. In this room, the judge came slowly from behind the screen in the backyard of the King of Hell's Palace, walked around behind the King of Hell, and said in a somewhat abrupt voice: "It seems she still didn't recognize you!" The King of Hell did not comment or look back. After being silent for a long time, he looked at the direction where Po Meng was leaving and said, "Help me." "What?" "Now that she has finally thought of reincarnation, it is inconvenient for me to stay in the underworld. From now on, you are the King of Hell, and I just want to go with her in this life and this life." The words of the King of Hell were loud and clear. "This..." The judge hesitated, his eyebrows raised, and he continued: "But she drank Meng Po soup without thinking about it! It shows that she is a cold person! King of Hell, you can't be soft-hearted!" "... But I don't want to see her crying on the Naihe Bridge every day... Even though she has forgotten me, I just need to remember. So I will ask you to take care of us from now on." After saying that, the King of Hell took off the red robe and black crown as quickly as possible, as well as the King of Hell's Seal on his body, and left the Palace of the King of Hell in a gust of wind, catching up with the departing figure. Seeing the King of Hell suddenly descending from the sky, Po Meng was stunned. After looking at the King of Hell for a long time, she said, "Has the King of Hell regretted it?" The king of hell shook his head. "... Oh, then why are you blocking my way?" Po Meng wanted to continue walking forward, but then stepped back. The reason was that the King of Hell was approaching her step by step with a smile. "I want to ask you, can I go with you to reincarnate again?" Po Meng was stunned. "If you don't say it, you have agreed. Don't go back on it!" The King of Hell took the opportunity and immediately took Po Meng's hand and put it on her chest. He looked at Po Meng with his eyes, trying to get her to nod. "Men and women cannot kiss each other!" Po Meng bit her lip and nodded her head in humiliation, but she did not relax her lips. Not far away, the judge who followed him kept shaking his head. When did the King of Hell become like this! What a scoundrel! Or is he like this! ? And, right where he is standing now, isn't it the place where the rogue King of Hell has been standing in the distance for nearly five hundred years, gazing at Po Meng, who has always been sad for some reason and always felt like she was standing on the Naihe Bridge, so sad that she couldn't help crying? "Kiss me as I say, don't even think about forgetting me again!" He said before waiting for Po Meng to react, he picked up Po Meng and flew towards the well of reincarnation. Seeing Lord Yama coming, the little ghosts on the reincarnation well shook their heads and stepped aside to make way for them. Stand with humanity. The King of Hell did not let go of his hand. He stared at the stupid Po Meng and said, "You jump first or should I jump first?" After a long while, Mrs. Meng came back to her senses and asked, "Have we known each other before?" The King of Hell smiled bitterly, "What do you think?!" After saying that, he hugged Po Meng tightly and jumped in. Who said that if someone dies at the age of ninety-seven, he will have to wait on the bridge for three years... PS: Meng Po's tears lie in forgetting sorrow, and the water of Wang Chuan lies in forgetting love—this is Meng Po's soup. If anyone dies at the age of ninety-seven, he will have to wait on the bridge for three years ------- "Sanjie Liu" Intention: