Chapter 1735 (1/2)

Huangquan Road, where the wind blows, the ground is filled with skeletons. The road seems to be thousands of miles away. I don't know how long it took. Chen Mo and others have not yet walked out of huangquan road.

Overlooking, there is a black spot not far away. With each step, the black spot becomes more and more clear.

At last, Chen Mo finally sees that this is a marvelous bridge. If you look at Chen Mo's line of sight, the bridge is ordinary, but it has no end on one side of the bridge.

Chen Mo knows that he is about to arrive at Naihe bridge?

”Chen Mo, do you see that?” Bai Wuchang looks at Chen Mo and points to the bridge not far away. ”Under the bridge, the river flows to the hell on the 18th floor. From now on, you will be imprisoned there, and you will never be able to live beyond life.”

Chen Mo is speechless. At this time, it is futile to say more words.

After half a column of incense, black and white impermanence escorts Chen Mo to Naihe bridge. In the middle of the bridge, an old woman comes into view. She holds a ladle in her hand, and draws black water from the water tank beside her to drink it to the ghosts passing by. It starts again and again.

This is!

Chen Mo has already guessed the identity of the old woman, but somehow he feels a sense of familiarity from her.

Yes!

Chen Mo is absolutely right. Every move of the old woman is familiar.

It seems that a long time ago, Chen Mo and the old woman had a chance to meet, but that memory has been dusty for a long time. Now they meet again, but they have forgotten the passers-by, and they do not know each other.

”Let's go!”

Black and white impermanence also looks at the old woman, and then he will take Chen Mo and jump into the river.

Just then, there came a hoarse voice, ”wait a minute.”

The voice came from the old woman's mouth. Black and white impermanence was stunned. Then he looked at the old woman and said in the same voice: ”I don't know what's the matter with Meng Po, calling us?”

Meng Po, this is the name of the old woman. Her duty is to drink Mengpo soup to every ghost who has stepped across the bridge. After drinking the soup, they will forget this life and reincarnation.

At this moment, Meng Po put down her spoon, and a pair of old eyes fell directly on Chen Mo's body. After scanning for a long time, she said, ”black and white are changeable. Who is he?”

White impermanence way: ”Meng Po, this person made a big mistake, I was about to take him to hell.”

”Why go to hell? ”Meng Po asked after her roots, but she still asked.

Bai Wuchang blinked and was speechless in his heart. Although she was feeding Mengpo soup to others, her status was not lower than that of black and white impermanence. In the face of her inquiry, Bai Wuchang felt strange, but quickly replied: ”this man is a man who practices the truth. He killed countless people before he died. The king of hell tried him and sent him to the 18th floor of hell.”

”I see!” Meng Po nodded and then said, ”you can untie him. In the whole world, people who can drive him into the eighteen layers of hell, not including the yama. When you go back, remember to tell the king of hell about Chen Mo and expose it.”

”Meng Po, are you not trying to force people into trouble?” Black and white impermanence is so stupid that she even asks them to untie Chen Mo, even to expose her and not investigate Chen Mo's troubles.

How could that be possible?

You know, this matter was ordered by Yama himself to send Chen Mo to the 18th floor of hell.

Although menpo is also a member of the underworld, her status is not comparable to Yama.

Therefore, we don't have to think about it. Black and white impermanence has a choice, that is, we won't let Chen Mo loose, and we won't listen to Meng Po. We believe Chen Mo can't break into the 18th floor of hell.