As Qing Qingyi opened her body, Meng Po's eyes instantly fell on me, and her eyes immediately became stunned, and her whole body seemed to have become petrified.

"It's you?"

She murmured softly, and a strange look suddenly burst out from her old eyes.

The look of eyes was joy, tenderness, and deep incredibility, as if I saw my lover, and even the old face seemed to burst out with a youthful look in an instant.

If it weren't for the distance so close, I would have thought I had read it wrong, but her appearance really made me confused and didn't know how to answer for a while.

I saw her raise her steps and appear in front of me instantly. Her old palm slowly raised up, as if she wanted to touch my face.

I instinctively wanted to dodge, but reason told me that it would be better not to hide because I felt that I could not afford to offend her, so I must not anger her.

Although I don’t know what happened, fortunately there was no malice on her face, maybe this was not a bad thing for me.

As her hand was about to touch my cheek, she suddenly stopped again. The expression in her eyes gradually dimmed, then she sighed softly and withdrew her hand.

"Hey! You're not him!"

There was an incomparable loss in the sigh, as if he had traveled through the long river of history, but he finally had a dream. Although he could not empathize with it, he could also see his loss.

What the hell is going on?

This reminded me of Meng Po’s life experience and origin, but there are too many versions of legends about her life experience. Some people say that she is Meng Jiangnu under the Great Wall, some people say that he is a woman named Meng from the Western Han Dynasty, and there are also people.

People say she is Emperor Yao's second daughter, Dani Ying...

I only know about 5 versions, so I really can't figure out her specific origin, just knowing that it's not simple.

But no matter what her origin or the rumors are the same, this woman is a person with a miserable life.

I guess if she would treat me as one of her acquaintances, and most likely his former lover.

Damn it!

Could I be the reincarnation of someone, right? I am probably still a very awesome person, and I can't help but construct it in my heart.

"You are not him, you are not him..."

Meng Po murmured and repeated this sentence, slowly turned around and walked back to the green lamp, slowly lifted it from the ground, and then walked step by step into the Naihe Bridge.

The rolling fog slowly dissipated.

"Come with me."

The old voice sounded, and before I could hesitate, Qingyi pushed me hard with his hand, and I could only be forced to follow. Several people behind me hurriedly followed.

The Naihe Bridge was longer than I thought. It took a cup of tea to reach the end of the bridge.

Meng Po stood hunched over at the front of a stone platform, looking at a black round stone on the stone platform, with an old and distant look.

This should be Wangxiangtai, right?

Rumors, the souls who walk on the Naihe Bridge will step on this Wangxiang platform before being reincarnated, and then stand here and look at the platform. If you look back, you can see your own living life and see yourself.

Only when relatives, friends and lovers are reluctant to leave, they will drink a bowl of Mengpo soup, forget the grievances and hatreds of the previous life, and be reincarnated and reincarnated into the next cycle of reincarnation.

But this black stone is not known from its origin, but in terms of color, it is somewhat similar to the rumored Three Live Stone.

"Follow me to the stage."

Meng Po said lightly, then walked to Wangxiangtai first. After hesitating for a while, I gritted my teeth and prepared to follow me. I never thought that Qingyi would hold me at this time.

"Senior Meng Po, you are..."

Qingyi was obviously worried about my safety. After all, the old lady in front of her who looked extremely weak was the Yin God who was in charge of life and death. If she called me up, she would take advantage of my inattention and then take a bowl of Mengpo soup.

If you pour it down, I won’t take it anymore!

"Don't worry, I won't harm him! He has the power of merit and is not afraid of this cycle of reincarnation!"

Meng Po's words also reassured me a lot. He nodded immediately and gave Qingyi a reassuring look. Then he walked to Wangxiangtai without hesitation. Meng Po then walked to the black stone mirror.

He said to me in the mirror

"This is a mirror made of Three Lives Stone, which can see a person's past and present lives. I want to see if you are him?"

Meng Po’s intention was very obvious. He wanted to see through this mirror if I was the person he had known.

Seeing that I was hesitant, he continued, "In exchange, I will send you to that door."

"What gate?" I asked in surprise.

Meng Po did not speak, but pointed at the rushing Wangchuan River under her feet, and I was slightly shocked.

"At the bottom of the river, there is a yellow spring, which is the water below the ground, connecting the Jiuyou Hell. In the deepest part of the Jiuyou Hell, there is a bronze gate. If you want to find someone, you must have gone there."

My eyes lit up, and my heart quickly digested the information provided by Meng Po, but I couldn't help asking: "What is behind the bronze door?"

Meng Po did not speak, but looked up at the sky.

Although he said nothing, I probably guessed it.

"Okay, I agree! What should I do?" I asked.

"A drop of blood in the heart, a wisp of corpse and dog spirit!"

Corpse and dog soul?

I couldn't help but think of the fallen flower cave god and the blood-eyed ghost. He seemed to have such strange abilities.

But now it is not the time to think about this. After gritting my teeth, I took out a drop of blood in my heart and a wisp of corpse and dog soul. According to what Meng Po said, I slapped it hard on the stone mirror.

It's strange that this stone mirror can absorb my essence, blood and soul at the same time. The next moment, I suddenly felt a splash of dizziness, and the world in front of me also rotated, and then my eyes began to appear.

There is a strange and unpredictable picture.

Yes, this is the first time I have seen my previous life. My identity in the nearest past life is actually a teacher, and I lived for eighty or ninety years old. I was poor for the first half of my life, but later by chance

Then, he turned into an antique businessman and tomb robber. After stealing an ancient tomb, he was suddenly burned to death by a mysterious flame one day...

Next is my penultimate second, third, and fourth...

In these scenes, I began to play different roles, the old Taoist who saved the world, the bald head with big braids, the general who fought on the battlefield, the arrogant poet, the powerful minister who caused trouble, the miracle doctor who saved the suffering...

All kinds of characters are like a quick look, constantly appearing in front of my eyes, getting faster and faster, so that later, I could only barely see the appearance of my previous life, and the picture changed as a result.

This extremely fast switching made my brain buzz and the strong dizziness made my whole consciousness seem to collapse at any time.

At this moment, the picture in my eyes suddenly stopped strangely and froze at a certain place.

I can't calculate it anymore. I have lived my life. I don't know why, but I suddenly stopped.

Could this be my first life?

I looked up, but what I saw was a majestic figure sitting on the huge dragon chaise, looking at the scroll in my hand with my face sideways.

Although I can't see clearly in this life, from the outline of the side that is cut like a knife, as well as the dragon robe and the dragon chaise beneath me, this should be a young emperor...

Oh my God!

I've become the emperor?!

I don't believe it, this character game is too arrogant!

Think about that feudal dynasty, I sat on the dragon throne, waved my hand to determine life and death, overlooking the country, and there were many wives and concubines...

It feels exciting to think about it.

Who is it?
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