The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus Chapter 1332: The devil is hard to tangle
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"Dust to dust, earth to earth, the things of the past life, after seeing the clouds, forget it."
A magical sound poured into their ears.
Tang Zheng's heart was awkward. This voice is very enchanting. Whose voice is it?
This is the ghost realm, even if he knows the king of Dizang, he can't take it lightly.
There is a saying called King of Hell that is easy to see, and the imp is hard to get around. Dizang Wang is too high-end, the following may not buy it.
So, unless forced, he will not resort to violence. After all, because of the relationship between King Zizang, he can't make a big fuss as before.
It's just that he heard this voice before, so he was quite surprised.
It ’s foggy and dim, and I ca n’t see the way ahead.
Messenger seems to have been blamed, and there is no explanation.
Tang Zheng didn't even ask, just follow in the other's footsteps.
Li Xiaotian grabbed Tang Zheng's hand and asked in a low voice: "This ghost world is so strange, it is very different from the world."
Tang Zheng said softly: "This is two different worlds, of course there are differences."
"What is that voice?" Li Xiaotian asked blankly: "There seems to be a magic that deeply attracted me."
Although Tang Zheng felt surprised, she did n’t have such a deep feeling, and told her, "Do n’t think about it, I have everything."
Li Xiaotian is holding his arm like glue, she feels that the ghost world is not that bad, at least with him, she does n’t care about the harsh environment.
Walk into the mist and see clearly all around.
"Dust to dust, earth to earth, the things of the past life, after seeing the clouds, forget it."
Suddenly, that voice rang again.
Li Xiaotian subconsciously accelerated his pace. Tang Zheng found something strange and quickly pulled into her hand and asked, "What's wrong?"
Li Xiaotian said stupidly: "That voice is becoming more and more attractive to me."
When Tang Zheng knew that things were not as simple as he thought, he was alert.
Messenger discovered the strangeness of the two and involuntarily aroused a hint of unpredictable smile.
Crunch, crunch!
The sound of footsteps underfoot suddenly changed.
Tang Zheng was shocked, and quickly looked down. I do n’t know when, at his feet, it was not a hard floor, but turned into wood. He looked around, surrounded by dense fog.
He took a step to the left subconsciously, his foot was empty, and he quickly withdrew his foot.
"Are we on the bridge?" Tang Zheng asked in a deep voice.
The smile on the corner of Messenger's mouth is even stronger, and he laughs: "Of course we are on the bridge. If you step out, it will be nowhere to be found."
"Is there any loss?"
"Of course, do you know where this is?" Messenger changed his normal situation and said triumphantly, as if he wanted to give this foreigner a good lesson.
"No matter where it is, it is the same to me." Tang Zheng said without fear.
Messenger pouted, said jokingly: "It's a big talk! I came to Naihe Bridge and dare to be so arrogant."
"How to bridge?"
Tang Zheng was surprised, this name is not unfamiliar. It appears in many folk legends, and Meng Po Tang is accompanied by Nei Heqiao.
Is there really a Meng Po holding a bowl of soup on this bridge?
He immediately remembered the voice just now, it was Meng Po's voice, so he had a bewitching effect on the soul.
Li Xiaotian held Tang Zheng's arm tightly and said worriedly: "I don't want to drink Meng Po soup, I don't want to forget the things in this life, I don't want to forget you."
"This life? Ha ha, that is the previous life, don't forget, how to start freshmen?" The previous voice rang again, and a rickety old lady came out of the fog in front of him.
"Meng Po." Tang Zheng exclaimed, there really was Meng Po.
Why have n’t I met the ghost world before?
He didn't know that he had come to the ghost world before, and he never took the usual road. This road is specially for the Messenger to lead the new soul. This bridge is the only way.
"You really know the old man, ha ha." Meng Meng's face is wrinkled and she sticks with a cane, but the laughter gives a creepy feeling.
"Eh, you are still a big living person. You came here, strange." Meng Po's laughter came to an abrupt end, her small eyes half-opened and staring at Tang Zheng.
The two Messenger just remembered that after walking so long, this person didn't even get used to it.
This is not normal at all.
A living person does not fear the erosion of Yin Qi?
"Yes, what's the matter with you? It's been so long, and everything is as usual?" Messenger asked, staring at Tang Zheng.
Tang Zheng was deaf and did not answer this question.
Meng Po looked at Messenger and said meaningfully: "You two guys have brought a living person, I don't know if it's your luck or misfortune."
"Meng Po, this Little Brat has to come, he is Cultivator, we have no way." Messenger quickly explained.
Meng Po ’s ranks seem to be higher than them. Seeing Messenger ’s uglier expression than crying, he did not move at all, and said lightly: “How about Cultivator, when they came to the ghost realm, they could n’t jump.”
Messenger nodded like pounding garlic: "Meng Po said very much."
"Now that you have entered the ghost world, you must drink my bowl of Meng Po soup and forget your past life before you can cross this bridge and enter the hinterland of my ghost world." Dark soup.
"Wow, good fragrance." Li Xiaotian yelled from Restricted Area and took a deep breath with a very intoxicated expression.
Tang Zheng didn't smell anything, but instead watched the black and ink flowing, there was a disgusting feeling.
"No one drinks your Mengpo soup." Tang Zheng refused.
Meng Po looked at Tang Zheng with a smile on her face, her long narrow eyes gleamed with light, and said, "You are a living person, you don't need to drink it for the time being, but she is the soul, so you must drink this bowl of Meng Po soup . "
"She won't drink."
Tang Zheng glanced at the seemingly intoxicated Li Xiaotian, and quickly dragged her into her arms, seeming to be afraid that she could not bear the temptation to drink Meng Po soup.
Meng Po ’s smile filled her cheeks, but it gave a more eerie feeling.
"There is no way to cross this bridge without drinking."
"What if I have to live?"
"Unless you cross the bridge, I won't stop you." Meng Po's eyes are unpredictable.
Tang Zheng subconsciously looked out of the bridge. In the thick fog, he didn't see clearly at all, and there was a silence, giving an ominous feeling.
"Haha, outside this bridge is the Styx. Do n’t anyone want to cross the Styx and jump this jump, then there is only one dead path." Messenger laughed.
A hint of pride flashed in Meng Po ’s eyes, and of course it was clearer about all this, so she deliberately made things difficult for Tang Zheng.
"Styx."
Tang Zheng raised his eyebrows and remembered.
He once fell into the Stygian River and quickly sinks. The Stygian water will devour the soul. Whether it is a ghost or a living soul, it is difficult to resist the power of the Stygian water.
If Four Venerables were not afraid of the Stygian water, Tang Zheng would have been buried in the Stygian river. Of course he will not be taken lightly.
The Neihe Bridge is a bridge that crosses the Styx. Nothing but the Neihe Bridge can cross the Styx.
Every living soul comes to the ghost world, but the bridge is the only way.
Meng Po looked at Tang Zheng all the time and saw his reaction, and asked in surprise: "You actually know Styx? Weird, you are a big living person, and you seem to know the ghost world quite well."
Tang Zheng ignored his surprise, and Shen Sheng asked, "What if I have to cross the bridge?"
Meng Po's big hand forward, Meng Po soup almost reached Li Xiaotian, attracted her deeply.
"Then let her drink my bowl of Meng Po soup."
"No!" Tang Zheng shook his head and cut the nail.
"Then there is no way."
"I know the king of Dizang. This time I came to him to do things." Tang Zheng did not want to get entangled with these little devil. He directly explained his intention and pointed out the king of Dizang.
Meng Po was not scared by the name of the king of Tibet, he smiled: "It seems that you really know a lot about the ghost world, even the name of the new owner of the ghost world."
Messenger gave Tang Zheng a playful glance and said: "Meng Po, you don't know how arrogant he is, he even wanted to find the king of Tibet to revive this woman."
Meng Po was stunned for a moment, and she was shocked, and said, "Really? That's really not an ordinary arrogance. How can we let this kind of arrogant man go, and disturb the Dizang King, he has every reason to do it, where is it? Leisure psychology will be such an arrogant madman. "
"Yes, it makes sense, so this will trouble Meng Po shot." Messenger shy his face, smile is more ugly than crying, flattery.
Tang Zheng sighed helplessly. His big sign, took out Dizang, didn't even help.
He never imagined it.
Meng Po raised her head, and her body straightened, staring at Tang Zheng, and said, "This bridge is my Meng Po's master. If you want to go, you must step on me."
Li Xiaotian's heart tightened, and he tightened Tang Zheng and asked, "What should I do?"
She was not low in cultivation level and had Divine Weapon in her lifetime. But now she is just a ghost, she has no strength at all, and she ca n’t help Tang Zheng, so she feels uneasy.
Tang Zheng patted her hand as a comfort, saying: "Relax, everything has me."
He took the Li Xiaotian and took a step forward, approaching Meng Po, and said aggressively: "This is what you requested, then I can only fulfill your wish."
Meng Po was stunned for a moment, and it seemed to her that this was a big joke. After a while, she came back to her and said, "Then this coincidence will have another soul."
Obviously, Meng Po wanted to give Tang Zheng a kick under the bridge, and let him be buried in the Styx.
Tang Zheng snorted, strode meteor, and ran directly towards Meng Po.
Meng Po didn't retreat, the crutches in her hand flew up, turned into a black light, and instantly turned into a huge gritty ghost head, biting towards Tang Zheng's neck.
Messenger cheered excitedly, Meng Po shot, these two guys must have suffered.