Chapter 199 - The Bridge to Hell (2/2)

“Don’t use that word, OK?” Hao Ning said in disgusting. “You can say… to be in my head,” he added.

“Your head is just like a big mess…” Xiao Hong said to himself. In a sudden, he noticed that Hao Ning was staring at him. He said promptly, “Yes, fly into your head. If so, you will have power. And then if only you stand in the circle, it will not be too crowded, and you will be safe even if I am not here.”

“Yes, you are right!” Hao Ning said, patting his thigh. And then he frowned after one thing came to his mind. “But I don’t know how to help Zhou Yuan’s parents reincarnate?”

“I will tell you!” Xiao Hong smiled. “You do according to what I will tell you! That’s enough. OK?”

After telling Hao Ning this, Xiao Hong became a red light, flying into Hao Ning’s middle of eyebrows. And then, a sound passed out of his head, “Aya, Brother Hao Ning, the middle of your eyebrow is just like a trash pit. There are many things inside such as a steel bar, and even Uncle Sun’s hair!”

“Do you think I want these things inside?” Hao Ning said bitterly. “They flew inside themselves. I can do nothing to them… By the way, can you help me get rid of them? In particular, the Golden Band Bar. I want to return it to Zhou Yuan. He nagged about it many times,” he added.

“Of course not. Those are your own causes and results,” Xiao Hong said. Hao Ning thought that he was just like a schizophrenic as he replied to a sound in his head. Xiao Hong in his head continued to say, “I only can get rid of things that are related to my causes and results. I can do nothing to the rest!”

While they were talking, a bright light appeared in front of Hao Ning. Hao Ning saw many people standing in a long line. The line was so long that he even could not see the end and scene around. Hao Ning said excitedly, “Is this in front of us the bridge to Hell? Are the people waiting for the Mengpo Soup for reincarnation?”

“I guess it is!” Xiao Hong said in his head.

“But the line is so long!” Hao Ning said bitterly. A man might wait a very long time for his turn.

“Hey. It is easy!” Xiao Hong smiled. “Watch me!” added Xiao Hong.

A red light circled Hao Ning flying in the air. After flying a very long time, they saw a big board in front of them, saying, “Bridge to Hell Tea”.

The red light disappeared all of a sudden and then Hao Ning stood in front of the line.

“Hey. What’s the matter with you?” a soul behind Hao Ning shouted, adding, “Why did you jump the line? So rude you are. Do you hurry to reincarnate?”

“Yes,” Hao Ning replied. “Isn’t that the reason why you are here too? Why are you here if you don’t want to reincarnate? For drinking the tea?”

“Err…” the soul had no idea how to reply to Hao Ning as he realized that what he said was a mistake. And then he shouted to the line manager, “Hey. Do you guys see this man or not? We are standing one by one but why they can jump the line?”

“Shut up!” a sound passed from the back. Hao Ning turned back and saw a “ghost” who looked like a waiter with a face mask. There was a word on her mask, saying, “Mengpo”. However, her voice sounded like a man’s. “Who told you they have jumped the line? I didn’t see it!” she said.

“Err…?” why did Mengpo help us? Hao Ning was wondering. As she would like to do a favor for them, Hao Ning was glad to stand quietly, saying nothing.

“Mr., what taste soup do you want?” Mengpo said politely. “Lychee or mocha?”

“What?” Hao Ning thought. He raised his head, seeing small words at the bottom of the board, saying, “Native Mengpo Soup”.

Mengpo soup was such a type of tea! Hao Ning smiled. He thought that the nether world was also keeping pace with the times. That might be the reason why there were so many people standing in line. This was … Thinking of this, Hao Ning stopped his guess. He said, “I want Lemon Tea, two cups, please.”

“Wow, two cups. It’s too much for you. Did you do many evil things in your life? And you are afraid that you cannot forget all of them after drinking one cup?” Mengpo said jokingly. “Here you are. 200 million.”

“What? 200 million?” Hao Ning was stunned, adding, “200 million what?”

“Yuan!” Mengpo replied impatiently. He waved his hand and said, “Hurry up. Many people are waiting!” he added.

“We have to pay for the Mengpo soup?” Hao Ning thought. He had no idea what to say then. “What about them…” he said, pointing to the rest. “They also have to pay 200 million?” he asked.

“They can have it for free. But you must pay because you jumped the line. They take a long time to arrive here. So, they get it free.” Mengpo replied. “You should pay for it or sit over there watching the ads. Let me count. It may take you 5000 hours for your 200 million yuan.”

Hao Ning turned his head back, seeing some of the people watching an ad on a big screen. In the ads, a man’s tongue was pulling out. It was terrible. After the tongue was pulled out, a sound came: Hell without tongue, the best partner for a liar.

“Ah… I cannot stand it anymore!” One “man” stood up and shouted. “I want to stand in the line! I don’t want to watch this more!”

“Impossible! You have to stand it as you have chosen it!” Mengpo said, pressing something unknown. Then the “man” sat back to his seat silently. He continued to watch it, trembling from head to foot. New words were showing on the screen this time: Guts-digging Hell welcomes your presence.

“Bomb!” the other man fell on the ground.