I am Meng Sheng, everyone calls me Meng Po. After staying in this underworld for a long time, I actually forgot the purpose of coming here, but I was reluctant to leave. The Lord of Hell saw that I was bored staying on the Naihe Bridge all day, so he gave me a job to deliver a bowl of Meng Po soup to the ghosts of the past.
"Mother-in-law, it's the third day, does she still refuse to drink Meng Po soup?" I followed Hei Wuchang's gaze and saw the woman squatting on the bridge holding her knees tightly, with a determined look on her face. I looked at her pale face and increasingly weak soul, and said sternly:
"Do you know that the Forgotten River is full of lonely souls and wild ghosts who cannot be reincarnated? Your fresh soul and energy will be destroyed by them in less than seven days. By then, you will never be reincarnated!" She slowly raised her head, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and said to me with wide, lifeless eyes:
"Mother-in-law, have you ever loved someone?"