In Qin Yao's memory, this story mainly tells about the love of the last Po Meng in the world.

Love is the core of this story; myth is just the background of the story.

It is said that in the Huangquan eight hundred miles of sand sea, there are no flowers and no leaves. On a bright day that only happens once in three hundred years, an unknown monk came with fairy flower seeds and asked Meng Po for a way to the depths of Hades and asked Pluto for a piece of it.

A lingqin.

The contemporary Meng Po, Meng Qi, refused to take advantage of the passage, so she was killed without a name, leaving behind a lonely little girl named Sanqi.

Then Wuming was taken away by ghost messengers, and three or seven people stayed in the 800-mile sand sea to help people reincarnate.

One day, a strong wind blew up in Huangquan, and a young cultivator named Changsheng was blown away, thus kicking off a conspiracy.

As for this conspiracy, it is simple to say.

The male protagonist, Changsheng, is a licker. Because his senior sister Hua Ningxue suffers from a serious disease that cannot be cured, he is bewitched by his master to come to Huangquan to cheat on the Yin and Yang scrolls, trying to hook Hua Ningxue's name and thus avert her disaster.

Needless to say, this disease is naturally fake. The whole thing is just a trap set up by Master Chen, in order to make Sanqi live forever.

Immortal...

"I'm going with Master this time, so I won't bring the system with me."

After silently reviewing the entire story in his mind, Qin Yao said loudly.

Don't look at the filial piety deduction of three to five hundred for each reincarnation carrying system, but there are too many worlds that cannot withstand his reincarnation. Taken together, one world is three to five hundred, ten worlds is three to five thousand, and the loss is really not low.

Therefore, except for the world that is particularly desperate or difficult to pass, Qin Yao really doesn't want to buy this insurance anymore when he teams up with Uncle Jiu.

【Reincarnation Begins!】

After Qin Yao made his decision, the souls of the master and the apprentice were instantly swallowed up by the beam of teleportation...

Pendulum time and space.

Huangquan.

As two white beams of light fell from the sky, two figures in Taoist robes appeared in full view in the long yellow sand.

After a while, the beam of light dissipated, and Qin Yao raised his hand to condense two transparent circular shields, covering the master and disciple, blocking the wind and sand.

"Where is this place and where are we going next?"

Uncle Jiu subconsciously released his spiritual thoughts and looked in all directions, only to find that the sea of ​​sand contained a strange magnetic field force, and his spiritual thoughts were destroyed before they could fly very far.

"This is the Yellow Spring of Eight Hundred Miles. We have to find Meng Po Village. The opportunity for this reincarnation should be in Meng Po Village." Qin Yao responded.

"You lead the way." Uncle Jiu waved his hand: "It's very strange here. I can't see far."

Qin Yao: "Just keep going. Ordinary ghosts and ghosts can reach Mengpo Village. This shows that this village is not a difficult place to get to."

Uncle Jiu tried to take a step back, but found that under the interference of the magnetic field, the magic of taking a step back was also restricted, so he had to follow his apprentice, step by step, and walk against the wind.

After walking for less than half an hour, a two-story wooden building that looked weather-beaten and dilapidated from the outside gradually came into view.

A yellow sand-like wall surrounded the wooden building. A faint light emitted from the top of the wall, condensing into a bowl of light that turned upside down, blocking out the wind, sand, and even sound.

The master and apprentice came to the door side by side. Qin Yao took the initiative to take two steps forward and knocked gently. As a result, the door opened automatically after being knocked twice.

"We accept everyone who comes?"

Uncle Jiu said in surprise.

"Let's go in and have a look." Qin Yao crossed the threshold and looked forward. In the courtyard illuminated by the light bowl, more than a dozen ghosts lined up in front of the main hall, with their backs turned to them. Each ghost was releasing a There were streaks of black smoke, full of ghosts and shadows.

Uncle Jiu followed him into the courtyard. Since he had no idea what was going to happen in the future, he patted Qin Yao's arm and ordered: "Do what you should do, Master will take care of it for you."

Qin Yao smiled at him: "Okay, thank you Master."

After saying this, he strode forward and lined up behind an old ghost.

"New here?" Sensing a sound behind him, the old ghost turned his head and said hello, revealing the appearance of a majestic and heroic man.

"I just arrived." Qin Yao asked with a smile: "How long have you been waiting here?"

"I've been waiting for more than half an hour. Oops, a soldier got stuck in front of me." The old ghost sighed.

"What happened to the soldiers?" Qin Yao looked curious.

"I can't cry." The old ghost said: "It is said that if you want to drink this Meng Po soup, you have to shed a true tear. If you can't shed tears, you can't drink the soup~"

Qin Yao raised his head and looked into the hall, only to see that the hall was dark, with only a ray of white light penetrating from the roof, illuminating a beautiful lady with a double ten appearance and a face like a spring peach.

At this moment, I don’t know what the lady said, but the soldier sitting across the table from her was sobbing slightly, and his tears fell drop by drop into the phosphorescent soup bowl on the table in front of him.

Probably sensing Qin Yao's gaze, the beautiful lady suddenly raised her head and looked at her. A god and a demon faced each other, and the atmosphere in the room instantly became solemn.

"A big fish actually came."

After a while, the beautiful lady raised her beautiful eyebrows, her face suddenly changed, her figure suddenly swelled, her neck stretched, and she turned into a colorful python, biting off the soldier's head in one bite.

"Killing, killing."

The ghosts who were queuing up were frightened when they saw this situation. They fled away and ran as hard as they could outside the village.

"Who are you killing? There are only ghosts in the underworld, where are the people?"

The boa constrictor transformed into a beautiful lady again, walked out of the main hall step by step, and came to the door. The white chest that could not be restrained by the colorful clothes was as dazzling as the sun.

Qin Yao looked at the other party calmly and said seriously: "Madam, you are in a bloody disaster~"

"Ah?" The beautiful lady called out sweetly, her voice was so soft and charming that it captured your heart.

Qin Yao repeated: "You have a bloody disaster!"

The beautiful lady blinked and said with a strange expression: "Taoist priest, do you know who I am?"

Qin Yao: "The Lord of the Eight Hundred Miles of Huangquan is Meng Po and Meng Qi."

The beautiful lady was surprised and said: "You know who I am, but you don't know what I am capable of?"

Qin Yao said: "What ability do you have?"

"Even if an immortal comes to my eight hundred miles of underworld, he can't kill me." Meng Qi said confidently.

Qin Yao paused slightly and said in a serious voice: "Immortals can't be killed, but what about Arhats?"

The blood of an Arhat can kill Po Meng.

This is the setting!

Meng Qi's expression froze, and then he ordered: "Sanqi, go and entertain another guest in the courtyard."

"Yes, Aniang." The green-faced girl, who looked about five or six years old and was very thin, turned around and ran out of the yard, came to Qin Yao, and looked at him steadily.

"Ah~" Meng Qi raised his forehead and said again: "The other one, the other one, Sanqi."

"Sanqi knows."

The green-faced girl immediately came to Uncle Jiu and looked up at his face.

Uncle Jiu found it very funny: "Little girl, your mother-in-law asked you to entertain me, but she didn't ask you to come over and stare at me."

In this regard, Sanqi had something to say: "I will stand in front of you. Just tell me if you have anything to do."

Uncle Jiu: "..."

In the hall, a white silk ribbon flew out from Meng Qiyang's hand, wrapped around Qin Yao's wrist, held the white silk ribbon with both hands, and lifted his arm little by little: "Taoist, come here, I will ask you a question."

Qin Yao's body was pulled by her, and he stepped forward step by step to the main hall.

After pulling him in front of him, Meng Qi waved his sleeves, and the door to the hall automatically closed with a bang, shaking away a piece of dust.

Then, she turned around and pressed herself against Qin Yao's chest as weakly as a boneless body. She asked with a smile: "Taoist Master, what is the situation of this Arhat you are talking about?"

Qin Yao had not only watched the original movie, but also the original work, and knew that Meng Qi's performance in the movie was more explicit and even uninhibited than in the movie.

Xu Shi was heartbroken by Chen Shi, so she no longer cared about her body. When she met someone she liked, she would have sex with him. When her happiness was gone, she sent him into reincarnation and used him as a tool.

"Can you stop rubbing all over me like a bug?"

At this moment, Qin Yao remained as still as a mountain and asked indifferently.

Meng Qi: "???"

Over the years, it’s not like she hasn’t encountered unintelligible male ghosts, but even if they were wood-like ghosts, no one had ever said she looked like a bug!!!

Has her charm faded, or does this guy simply not like women?

Qin Yao took two steps back and said again: "Mrs. Meng, let's talk about business."

Meng Qi's mouth twitched, feeling very dissatisfied in his heart, so he quietly used his charm technique, turned around and held Qin Yao in his arms, and then spread his jade arms across his arms, burying Qin Yao's cheek in his chest.

A wisp of feminine fragrance that penetrated Qin Yao's nostrils suddenly penetrated his soul, causing him to instantly feel a sense of ecstasy.

"Lang Jun, isn't this serious business?"

Qin Yao held Meng Qi's arm with his backhand, swayed his body, twisted Meng Qi's arm in a counter-grab gesture, and pressed his cheek against the table.

"Does Mr. Lang like this tone?" Meng Qi asked with a smile.

Qin Yao pushed her hard, pushed her and the table to the corner, and scolded: "Meng Qi, if you continue to play, you will become enemies."

Meng Qi's chest hurt from being hit, and she gasped and turned around: "I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore, but I have a question."
To be continued...