Hades is not as scary as people think. As the newly appointed Meng Po, my duty is to provide Meng Po soup to those reincarnated people. The white mist curls up from the soup in the dark porcelain bowl, and the fragrance of the medicine enters the throat. The grudges of the past life are wiped out, leaving only a few strokes in the floating world scroll. The entanglements of several lives have disappeared and will not be seen in the next life. On the Naihe Bridge, by the Sansheng Pond, there was only a sigh.
You ask the people around me? I think he came here to eat and drink. His white clothes were embroidered with gold threads on the picture of Bai Ze stepping on the clouds, and a white jade tree crown. He held a twelve-bone crimson green folding fan in his hand, drank my tea and fruits, and watched free live-action excerpts. I thought quietly in my heart, how could a god be so shameless.