Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 1955: Hungry Ghost Road

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The first thousand nine hundred and fifty-five chapters of Hungry Ghost Road

After the afterimage of Hong Chen left, Yang Chen and Ling Yuyao continued to move forward. The more they walked, the more chill they felt.

The sky in the distance gradually became gloomy, and a dark mist filled the space between the sky and the earth, connecting the sky and the earth into one piece, and the boundaries were unclear.

Later, the flowers on the side of the road had disappeared, and the two came to a river.

The name of the river is Naihe, which is also the Styx.

The water of the river is as dark as night, with no waves in sight, it is really like a stagnant water.

The bridge over the river is the Naihe Bridge.

The iron cables on the bridge are cross-linked, with numerous bones inlaid, and the wooden boards at the bottom of the bridge are shattered, and every step is trembling.

Many figures walked onto the bridge from elsewhere, then walked across the bridge tremblingly, toward the depths of the gray smoke ahead, and finally merged into the smoke.

Between the bridge and the smoke, an old woman standing alone on the edge of a soil platform, with a pick in front of her, and a tea bowl in her hand.

On the side of the bridge, a huge stone stands on the shore.

Yang Chen looked at this stone and the old woman, and suddenly laughed: "On one side is the three-life stone that reminds you of everything, and on the other is the Mengpotang that makes you forget everything, but I don't know how people will choose."

"Do you know, forgetting is a good thing."

A voice drifted faintly behind them.

They looked back, and a thin figure came from among the flowers of the other bank.

This person is skinny and skinny, with sunken cheeks close to his teeth, and his two eye sockets are also sunken. His eyes look painful and vicissitudes, and he looks like a hungry ghost.

"People suffer because they remember too much, so learning to forget is a good thing."

The hungry ghost sighed quietly: "I just remember too much, and all I remember are bad things."

"It's strange to say that people are always easy to forget happy things, and those painful things are always remembered very deeply. Therefore, Meng Po Tang is a life-saving antidote for suffering people!"

He is an ordinary farmer. Although his parents died early, fortunately his wife is gentle and virtuous. He gets up early every day to plow and weed, and she picks mulberry and weaves. The days are poor but very warm.

Who knew that the drought and the locust plague that year, the crops within a thousand miles were not harvested, the bark of countless villages were stripped, the grass roots were dug up, and the hungry people finally exchanged wives, children and even elderly parents. Come eat.

He turned his head and looked at me with blood red eyes, but with a sad smile on his face: "Have you ever been hungry? Do you know what it feels like to be hungry? You know that when you are hungry, you have no strength Lying on the ground and waiting to die, do you want to grab a few bites when you see a piece of wood?"

"My wife and I ate the last grain of food in the house, and then we dug up every grass root we could find, but we were still hungry!"

"My hungry body was swollen and I couldn’t walk. Although my wife was hungry and lacking energy, she still held a wooden stick with a rattan basket and wanted to go to the river to see if she could find some wild vegetables for me. She was fast I went out at noon, and I waited until the evening and I didn’t see her coming home, so I leaned on to find her. Before I got to the river, I smelled an aroma, the aroma of boiled meat!"

"You must not know, for a hungry person who is struggling with death, what it feels like the smell of cooking meat enters the nose, you must not be able to appreciate it!"

"The fragrance is like heaven!"

Yang Chen and Ling Yuyao have never been hungry, so they can't understand the pain that the canopy has suffered, but when he listens to him slowly speaking there, they seem to feel the pain left by the suffering in his heart.

Yang Chen and the two did not speak, only sitting quietly in front of him listening to him, but he suddenly turned around, with a sad smile on his face, looking at them with strange eyes, and said: "You It must be strange, who would cook meat by the river in the year of the Great Desolation, you must also want to know what meat it is."

He just smiled like this, his smile getting more and more weird, and the corners of his lips began to gleam again.

"I crawled desperately following the smell of meat, and when I climbed to the river, I saw a man sitting next to a broken iron pot eating something, the pot was steaming, and the smell of meat came from the pot. Before I climbed to his side, the man heard me coming, took a knife on the ground, stood up and stared at me viciously, the knife still covered with blood."

"I kowtow to him, begging him to give me some meat. He let me go, and said that I won't leave, so he killed me too. I suddenly realized what kind of meat he was eating. I found out that there were scattered dresses and cloth shoes on the ground beside the pot, that was my wife’s! I was mad and struggling to rush towards him, trying to fight him, but I was hungry without the strength. He kicked and fell to the side. He held the knife and stood at me for a long time, but did not kill me. Instead, he sighed and said that since your wife is cooking, he should give you something to eat. Take out a piece of meat and throw it in front of me..."

After the evil ghost said this long paragraph, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Yang Chen with bloodshot eyes. The expression in his eyes gradually became sad and angry.

"Guess I have eaten yet?"

Before they could answer, the evil spirit suddenly laughed madly, then suddenly jumped up and opened his arms to fly towards Yang Chen.

Yang Chen slapped out a palm, hunting in the wind, and instantly passed through his chest.

The body of the evil spirit suddenly changed in the air, and the chest pierced by Yang Chen's palm suddenly turned into a pair of hands. The upper body emerged from the waist, and then grabbed Yang Chen's hand and jumped up and kicked Yang Chen's kick. Lower abdomen.

Yang Chen shook his arm, threw the evil spirit to the ground, and then pinched the finger.

The body of the evil spirit was instantly imprisoned by a spiritual force, and could no longer move, and then time flowed back in this imprisoned space.

In an instant, his image became a few years old. Although his eyes still had a hint of madness and spite, he looked much healthier.

Yang Chen pinched the fingertips, then squeezed the child's neck and jumped to the side of the bridge beside Po Meng.

"Give him a bowl of soup."

Meng Po smiled slightly, revealing her toothless gums, her shriveled mouth looked very strange.

She used a tea bowl to scoop a bowl of soup in a large urn in front of the pick, and gave it to the evil spirit who had become a child.

After the child finished drinking the soup, the pain and resentment in his eyes gradually disappeared, becoming full of confusion.

He turned his head to look at Yang Chen, his face full of joy and envy: "Are you a god?"

Yang Chen shook his head: "Why do you ask?"

The child laughed: "Because I am very happy to see you."

Po Meng laughed: "That's because you were drunk."

After speaking, she grabbed the child's back and kicked his ass.

With a "swish", the child was kicked into the thick fog by her.

Yang Chen saluted Po Meng and asked with a smile: "I want to ask you, have you ever seen a girl who likes to wear red clothes a long time ago."

"There are many girls who like to wear red clothes. How do I know which one you are talking about?"

"She is different from others, because she not only likes to wear red clothes, but also has nine tails behind her."