This is the daily life of Po Meng who loves to drink (poisonous) chicken soup by the Naihe Bridge. Although he is male, he is more verbose than your old lady class teacher in elementary school and is very good at reasoning.
One person, one donkey and one wine pot, and three thatched houses settled at the end of Naihe Bridge next to the yellow spring and blue sky. He felt that it was better to stay aloof from the world and keep a low profile.
It's not that they don't have enough manpower, Meng Jiang, Meng Yong and Meng Ge, three wage earners, get together to cause a lot of trouble, and the boss always wants to end it.
It has been a thousand years of leisurely life, but there is no need to love or hate.
But this Meng Po has no memory, to be precise, she has no memory before she became Meng Po in the underworld. I don't know if she can't remember it for a long time, or if she drinks too much Meng Po soup that she made and her memory becomes like this. No memory, no experience, no long-cherished wish, but this "Three Nothings" Meng Po suddenly accidentally touched the memory of his life one day, and he has been obsessed with it ever since.
I thought I could clear the clouds and see the sun, but later I realized that this was just a shapeless mist like smoke that cannot be dispersed.
The disappeared memory is actually related to Yue Lao in the sky? This goddess in the sky usually doesn't bother to point her nostrils at herself.
He couldn't figure out whether the person in the sky was at odds with him? I really don't want to be associated with this kind of deity. But for the sake of memory, it's better to bite the bullet and strike up a conversation.
Later, the fragrance was so fragrant that even gods could not avoid it.
Po Meng said: Goddess, you are dressed in fluttering white clothes, and you just hit my heart. The days that never end make people tired. Stop being a god and come and have a love-hate relationship with me in this mortal world. Come on, my dear, don't be shy!
Mission: Love and peace in the underworld