Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 963
The petty actions of Fan Denglong and Liang Fan fell into Lu Pan's eyes, and Lu Pan was very curious, what kind of trouble did these two young men dare to cause in Fengdu Underworld.
Sometimes it is not a good thing to be curious, and Lu Pan actually asked the ghost messengers to put the ghost in the Hall of Yama.There were no more ghosts passing over the Naihe Bridge, so Fan Denglong and Liang Fan naturally didn't need to retreat.

However, even so, the ghosts in the front line were enough to make Fan Denglong and Liang Fan wait for several days.

However, it is not good for Lu Pan to continue to play tricks at this moment. If the process of queuing suddenly speeds up, wouldn't it be easy for people to see the flaws?
So, Fan Denglong and Liang Fan lined up slowly.

I don't know how long they waited. In the end, neither of the two people's mobile phones had a battery. Fan Denglong even patted the ghost in front of him and asked him about his past and present lives.

Of course, this has to work for the ghost guard who is watching by the side.

The experience of ghosts here can be regarded as telling Fan Denglong what life is called, and it can be regarded as killing a lot of time.

Finally, all the ghosts drank Mengpo soup and walked across the Naihe bridge, either to die or to suffer in the eighteen hells.

There were no ghosts queuing up, and the ghost messengers evacuated one after another. Only Fan Denglong, Liang Fan, and Meng Po were left on the Naihe Bridge, which seemed very deserted.

Meng Po's white hair reaches her waist, her face is haggard, her skin is like bark, and her eyes are very hollow.

Reaching out to stop Fan Denglong, he said without the slightest emotion: "To cross the Naihe Bridge, drink Mengpo soup first, forget your past and present lives, and then take reincarnation."

Fan Denglong cupped his hands towards Granny Meng and said, "I'm paying my respects to Senior Granny Meng."

"Don't get close, the rules are the rules, even if your life is not over."

Meng Po's voice was cold, with a layer of dead energy gathered on her body, as if she was saying that there was no room for negotiation, either you drink or I feed you.

Fan Denglong smiled sheepishly, and said: "Senior Meng Po, it's not that the boy said he would not drink, why are you so angry?"

The aura of Granny Meng was astonishing, and Fan Denglong felt that she was even stronger than Lu Pan. Although this sounded unbelievable, the fact is that this Fengdu Underworld is also a place of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Seeing Fan Denglong's compromise, the aura from Meng Po's body dissipated, and she turned into a white-haired old woman again, holding a porcelain bowl in her hand and handing it to Fan Denglong without saying a word.

Fan Denglong took the Meng Po soup, and retched before he got close, "Senior Meng Po, this soup is a bit hard to eat."

Meng Po frowned, "This has been the case for thousands of years, and countless ghosts have no objection at all. How come there are so many talking to you? Are you drinking or not?"

Fan Denglong quickly lowered his head, pretending to hold the soup to his mouth, but stopped just when he touched the porcelain bowl, "Senior Meng Po, you have been cooking soup for so many years, have you never thought about changing the taste?"

Meng Po gave Fan Denglong a sharp look, this mortal has so many things to talk about.

"That's right, Mrs. Meng, in our mortal world, a restaurant will always find a way to introduce some new dishes after a while, otherwise no one will come to take care of it."

Liang Fan said cooperatively beside him.

This is indeed the reasoning, but it doesn’t work on the Naihe bridge of this family in Yincao Difu. Po Meng looked at Liang Fan coldly, “If you want to cross the bridge, you can drink soup, but if you don’t want to cross the bridge, turn around immediately and call Lu Juan brought all those ghosts here, don't waste my time."

Fan Denglong and Liang Fan were taken aback suddenly. Mr. Judge Lu looked serious, but he didn't expect that there would be such a trick behind the scenes.

"Senior Meng Po, I have only passed 24 years in my life, which means that I must have drunk this bowl of soup 24 or [-] years ago. If I calculate it further, I may have drunk this soup hundreds of times. If I drink too much, I will feel tired. gone."

"Senior Meng Po, in the mortal world, many medicines will produce immune effects if you drink too much. This Meng Po soup may not work for people like us who have drunk it thousands of times."

"Yeah, if it doesn't work, we still have the memory of our previous life, and if something goes wrong, Senior Meng Po, you still have to bear the crime of not being able to do things right?"

"How about this, find a way to improve this soup, and then let's test the effect again."

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The two-reed performance of one song and one harmony, both of them are eloquent people, if they were in other places, they might have stunned people for a while, but Meng Po just smiled coldly, "If the soup doesn't work for you, isn't it? Is it just what you want?"

"You can't say that, Senior Meng Po, we are all thinking of you."

"Look, this soup is not only bitter, but also has a peculiar smell. It may have lost its effectiveness after being left for a long time. If you don't believe me, try it?"

Fan Denglong handed the soup back to Po Meng's mouth. The latter was taken aback when he heard the words, took it half-believingly, glanced at the two meddling mortals, and actually drank it all in one gulp.

"Senior Meng Po, look, we are right."

Liang Fan was ecstatic in his heart, the routine was successful.

"Yes, this soup is really useless, drink it quickly, so I can go back and cook a pot again."

brush!
Another bowl of Meng Po soup was placed in front of Fan Denglong, and Meng Po's eyes were full of playful smiles.

Before Fan Denglong recovered, he mechanically took the Mengpo soup and was about to drink it when he suddenly raised his head.

I saw Granny Meng laughed, "Boy, you are still a little tender for playing these tricks with me."

A sword of water spewed out from Po Meng's mouth. It turned out that Po Meng was just putting on a show, and didn't even think about drinking it.

"You guys are clever but you are fooled by your cleverness. If you don't deliberately wait until the last one, maybe this routine can really succeed."

Granny Meng looked at Fan Denglong and Liang Fan with a smile, "Someone wanted to be like you before, saying that the soup had changed, and tried to trick me into drinking it, but I noticed that the mood swings were too big in the ghost state, so I just read it The soul technique has seen through his mind."

Fan Denglong and Liang Fan only felt that the five thunders were on the top, the inside was scorched and the outside was tender, so why do they still play like this?

"Drink this bowl of soup, let's go."

Granny Meng was still laughing, but a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes inadvertently.

Fan Denglong observed it, and he was so blessed that he drank this bowl of soup.

Liang Fan turned pale with shock, "Hello,"

It was too late, the bowl was returned to Granny Meng, and another bowl was passed to Liang Fan, "Stinky boy, hurry up and leave, don't hinder me from doing things here."

Liang Fan's scalp was numb, the road to eternal life had only just started, how could he let it go so easily?

But Meng Po was staring at her like a tiger, and Liang Fan felt that he was lifting a rock to shoot himself in the foot.

When he was in a dilemma, he didn't know whether it was an illusion or something, but he found that Fan Denglong blinked at him.

(End of this chapter)