"One thing to say, one thing to say, it's true!"

"Now do you know how important grandma's bowl of soup plays?

After one bowl, all the troubles are gone, and interpersonal relationships can be cleared with one click!"

Po Meng said faintly: "If you can sort out reincarnation, you will have no problem directly succeeding as the top leader of the underworld. Just eat carrots and worry less!"

The so-called cutting off the secular world and abandoning the previous relationship, etc., the immortals and gods will not be restricted by the moral constraints of the secular world, it is just a reason, the Yue Lao pull strings are not just tied randomly!

After all, it is actually difficult for them to figure it out, so they simply give up thinking...

Of course, there are also gods that are truly "not bound by secular morality", such as the ancient Greek pantheon?

"Why do we just eat carrots and worry less?"

Hei Yang said unhappily: "You didn't ask first, so let's answer the discussion seriously!"

"That's right, it was obviously you, Grandma Meng, who started the topic first!"

Hongli nodded in affirmation: "You also told us about those messy relationships in other worlds!"

"Ah this..."

Mrs. Meng was stunned, coughed twice, and changed the topic with a smile: "That's not important, it's not important. Let's look at the dead souls in the distance, children!"

Hei Yang: "..."

Hongli: "..."

"Harm."

Sighing, Heiyang Hongli turned to look at Naihe Bridge. One after another, the souls of the dead were lining up to draw numbers and have the experience of restarting their lives.

However, the appearance, clothing and temperament of these dead souls are extremely consistent.

Wearing standard armor, followed by war horses, the atmosphere of solemnity and desolation are intertwined, as if you can hear the beating of war drums, shouts of death, and wailing in your ears.

A cloud of blood shrouded the heads of these dead souls, looking rather ominous.

"Well..."

Hei Yang frowned and looked at the large group of troops that had just arrived. There was no need to think too much about the identity of the other party: "Soldiers?"

"Soldiers, soldiers..."

Hong Li also stuck out her head curiously and looked at this group of dead souls who seemed to come from the same place. Their souls were much more incomplete than most of the previous souls.

Some were missing arms and legs, so they walked slowly and supported each other.

Some were cut in half, leaving only the upper half of their bodies, waving their arms as if they were crawling, but if you look closely, you will find that the other person is floating in the air, rather than crawling, it is better to say that he is swimming in the air.

Of course, there are many headless horsemen, but despite their heads, they seem to be able to walk towards the Naihe Bridge with vague traction.

Although in the state of their soul bodies, they all seemed as hazy as gas, and although their death scenes were miserable, there was no horrific scene of blood and flesh flying everywhere.

"Is there a war happening somewhere? It's so tragic!"

Hongli couldn't help but sigh, and subconsciously thought of the scene of the sea monster clan and the disciples of the Five Elements Sect fighting. Isn't that considered a war?

It's just that one is between different races, and the other... is most likely an internal fight between humans.

"It's a war, well, come over and help me."

Under Hei Yang Hongli's reluctant expression, Po Meng waved and asked them to return to work again.

"Grandma, I love and hate these military spirits."

Po Meng kept moving her hands and said leisurely: "The good thing is that most of these people have resigned themselves to death. They are more honest when crossing the bridge and obey the orders and prohibitions, and the merits obtained by extraditing them are also more.

To be honest, it’s because whether they are resisting foreign enemies or taking the initiative to invade, these people have had murderous karma on their hands, and the soup they drink needs to be spiced up..."

Having said this, Po Meng took out a small jar from somewhere, which looked like the kind of pepper or chili powder jar at a roadside stall, and sprinkled it into the soup.

"Only in this way can we restore them to the factory facilities completely. Really, they are reincarnated and still wearing armor, what do you think!"

"Ah this..."

Hongli was stunned for a moment, moved a few times, came close to Heiyang, and whispered: "Do we also have some killing karma? Do we need to add ingredients when drinking soup?"

"What are you thinking? We are outlaws and don't need to drink soup."

"That's right, hey hey hey..."

"Hey, hey, you two, be serious and stop whispering there!"

Po Meng couldn't help but said: "There are also their horses that need to be filled with soup, so don't forget them!"

"Ouch..."

"Okay..."

"Wait..."

Hei Yang frowned and suddenly stretched out a hand: "Well, Grandma Meng, look over there. Is that a normal phenomenon in the underworld?"

"Ah?"

Po Meng's voice increased: "What's normal?"

"There's a guy over there..."

Hongli said expressionlessly: "He is aiming at us with a bow and arrow..."

Po Meng: "..."

On the Naihe Bridge not far away, a dead man who seemed to be a general in front of him was holding a long bow made of ghost energy. He placed the bow and arrows, pulled the bow string, and looked at them with a murderous look on his face.

"Wolf Army! Everyone obeys the order!"

The general roared angrily: "If you live as a hero, you will die as a ghost!

The king of hell takes turns and comes to my house today!

Come with me and rush into Senluo Palace and seize his bird position!"

"Kill!!!"*n

When the order was given, the soldiers immediately took out their weapons and rushed towards Meng Poting: "Take away his bird position!"

"Very good, this is the momentum!"

After receiving the response from his subordinates, the general laughed out loud: "Let's operate on this old woman first and kill her to sacrifice the flag!"

"Old woman! Old woman!"*n

"Operation! Operation!"*n

"..."

Watching the armless, short-legged, headless, and half-length soldiers roaring towards him, Meng Poting fell into an awkward silence.

"..."

Hong Li and Hei Yang looked at each other, and then both showed funny smiles.

"Ahem, that..."

Hei Yang said hey: "Old lady...ahem, Grandma Meng, they are provoking you!"

"It's more than just a provocation! It's just a slap in your face!"

Hongli was filled with indignation: "You just said that they should abide by the rules, but if you back up, they will rebel and use your flag as a sacrifice. This is not treating you as a human being at all!"

"That's right!"

"Yes, yes!"

"..."

Tic-tacs popped up on Mrs. Meng's head. Compared with those rebels, why did she feel that these two quarrelsome people deserved a beating more?

Hei Yang: "So..."

Hongli: "I just want to..."

"Besides, I'll put you two in the pot!"

"!!!"

Heiyang Hongli was shocked, took a few steps back, and squatted in the corner of the pavilion, shivering.

Po Meng: "..."

"Alas..."

Sighing helplessly, Po Meng tapped the edge of the pot with a spoon: "Da da da."

As the knocking sound fell, there were sounds of falling water and wailing sounds.

I saw that the Naihe Bridge that could support these dead souls suddenly disappeared, making the dead souls suddenly feel that their souls were pressed by a huge force of gravity, and they fell off the Naihe Bridge one by one like dumplings without any resistance, and fell into the River of Forgetfulness.

River.

And those dead souls who stayed in place were still floating on the bridge, and some who were watching also put away their inappropriate thoughts and remained silent one by one.
To be continued...