Uncle Jiu took a step forward and stood side by side with Qin Yao.

Wuming sighed, looking ashamed.

"Nothing, I'll take my leave."

As he spoke, he walked towards the courtyard gate step by step, his tall and strong body now full of desolation.

Qin Yao watched him leave quietly without stopping him or raising any questions.

Compared with Wu Ming who broke the precept, he prefers the reincarnated Zhao Li.

Pluto Chacha is indeed invincible in the underworld. Even if Wuming is an Arhat, he will definitely lose if he goes to the underworld.

"Aniang left so suddenly, who will reincarnate the ghost in the future?" After watching Wuming leave, Sanqi belatedly realized this serious problem.

"Can't you help the ghost reincarnate?" Qin Yao asked.

Sanqi shook her head: "My mother-in-law refused to tell me the last ingredient of Mengpo soup. No ghost would drink the Mengpo soup I made myself."

Qin Yao waved to her: "Come here and I'll tell you something."

Sanqi blinked, then walked up to him honestly, tiptoed and put her ear to him.

Lean less.

After Sanqi heard what Qin Yao said, she turned around and ran towards the main room.

Uncle Jiu then came to Qin Yao and said slowly: "The monk's eyes were full of unwillingness when he left. I'm afraid he won't just give up."

"I know." Qin Yao said: "So I asked Sanqi to tell Meng Qi that the game should be suspended during the recent period and try to stay in the main hall and not come out."

Uncle Jiu nodded slightly: "That's very good."

Many days later.

A ray of skylight shines down from the human world, illuminating the entire Meng Po Village.

Maybe after being filtered by the barrier between the two realms, the skylight no longer has any lethality on ghosts, so many ghosts with nowhere to go sit in front of Meng Po Village without any image, or even lie on the sand, basking in the sun comfortably.

With sunshine.

Wuming was suspended above the yellow sand twenty miles away, his body seemed to be integrated with the void, and the ghosts passing by his feet did not notice his whereabouts.

At this moment, his eyes were shining with golden light, and he was closely monitoring the goings-on in the village.

He was not sure whether Meng Po was actually in Meng Po Village, but he knew that there was definitely something fishy in the main room of Meng Po Village.

Otherwise, why has the barrier that appeared that day not dissipated until now?

Compared to running all the trouble to other spring mouths, with this tricky foundation, it is the most time-saving and labor-saving way to wait here.

He thought very clearly that Huangquan, one of the nine springs in the underworld, could not stop forever, and the position of Po Meng itself was even more indispensable.

In Zhuangzi, inside the hall.

Meng Qi glanced at the yellow talismans and said to the master and apprentice who were exchanging Taoist skills in the corner: "Taoist Master Qin, it's been seven days. Isn't that guy still in the underworld?"

Qin Yao followed the sound and asked: "Madam, do you think it would be easier to wait for ten days and a half in Huangquan, or go to another spring mouth and take the road to Hades?"

Meng Qi said helplessly: "The key is, I don't know when he will leave. Huang Quan cannot withstand a long layoff."

Qin Yao turned to look at Sanqi: "Is she familiar with the process of ghost reincarnation?"

Meng Qi pondered for a moment and said: "We are familiar with each other, but after all, she has not completed the past life matters on her own, so I am afraid something will go wrong.

If possible, I hope you can go to Hades on my behalf and tell Ah Cha about this matter. I will fulfill my promise immediately after you two come over."

Qin Yao said without hesitation: "I won't go!"

Others don't know, but he knows it very well.

This Pluto Acha is not a serious elder, but a dark queen with a naughty and lively personality who likes to tease other people's fate.

She doesn't care how painful the person being teased is, as long as she is happy.

So in this world, she snatched away Wuming's Qin, causing Wuming to break the killing habit and enter the underworld, and then sealed his memory and turned him into a servant Zhao Li.

Faced with such a powerful boss who goes his own way and only follows his own heart, Qin Yao's attitude is to stay as far away as possible.

If you get too close, who knows what wonderful ideas the Queen may want to implement on you...

"Are you afraid of Ah Cha?"

Meng Qi asked.

Qin Yao said calmly: "If you are very free, you can start refining Meng Po soup now, as a deposit to me first."

Meng Qi shook his head: "I'm not in the mood, I'm not in the mood~ As long as this nameless matter is not resolved, I will not be able to do things with peace of mind."

Qin Yao: "..."

A few more days.

As more and more ghosts gathered outside Meng Po Village, Meng Qi became more and more stressed. On the twelfth day, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and ordered San Qi to make soup.

At that time, Sanqi was feeling uncomfortable. After hearing Aniang's instructions, she came to a big cauldron, took off the large spoon hanging on the cauldron, stepped on the ladder erected on the cauldron, and quickly came to the mouth of the cauldron.

Meng Qi sat sideways on a chair and threw bottles at each other in the air.

This bottle contains the eight tears. The eight tears serve as a guide to make a pot of good soup that can make ghosts forget their past lives.

"Peng."

Just as Sanqi poured the bottles and jars into the cauldron and added water to make soup, the door of Mengpo Village was suddenly kicked open, and a broken gong sounded throughout the village:
Chapter completed!