My Name Is Mengshi Liu Nanxing

"I should have been the one who was wiped out by that palm. I owed him a debt, so I should pay it back. It was because of Buddha's mercy that I became Po Meng." Po Meng lowered her head and lowered her eyes. The ghost messenger couldn't see her expression, but he could hear her voice trembling slightly. "After all, it's your own business. The King of Hell said that you can find someone to take your place." "Thank him for me. I want to be here forever. It's good." After saying that, Po Meng turned and left, but her figure gradually changed from an old lady to a young girl with graceful posture and radiant face. "The King of Hell said you don't have to become an old woman anymore." The girl didn't answer him. A ghost car suddenly appeared next to the girl and drove the girl away. From the direction where the girl left, there was the sound of swaying bells and a song: There is Meng Po Village in the underworld, where a beautiful woman sells tea soup. The visitor was given soup and water and would not feel refreshed for thirty-five days.