151: Dinner

Dinner

Seeing what was called a miracle in front of me, I had no choice but to sigh at the fact that my understanding of the underworld was still in the legends of those white-clothed female ghosts, red-clothed evil spirits, and ox-headed horses. I did not know the underworld at all, but thinking about it, it was also right that I did not understand. After all, who could have died a few times? Even if he had really died a few times, who could still remember the soup that this granny Meng had prepared? 1

I looked at the An Lin next to me. In other words, Black and White Impermanence really took good care of her. However, this had caused me trouble. If An Lin drank Mother Meng's Qingxin Soup and became calm, would n' t he always think about finding some reward for the gorgeous ghost, Red Shirt?

Out of curiosity, we specially ordered Mom Meng to serve two bowls of Qingxin Soup. The pale green liquid in the white porcelain bowl was quite special. It smelled like grass, so An Lin naturally refused to drink it. She was afraid that this would dilute her revenge plan.

I took a few mouthfuls of it curiously. After I entered it, there was a sweet and sour feeling in my heart. It was as if something had been removed in an instant. It was as if my entire soul had become much lighter. As expected, it felt different reactions. However, perhaps it was because I didn't have a lot of obsession, and my relaxed feeling faded soon.

Grandma Meng and An Lin pointed at the various ghosts and chatted happily, but I wasn't in the mood. When I thought about how life and death were separated by a bridge, I especially missed the days before, but I could n' t return.

Grandma Meng was still on duty at night, so she left after chatting for a while and said that she wanted to send us back. When I remembered that she was still holding Mama Meng's soup bowl, I said that I would return it to her. According to Grandma Meng, this bowl was really a special material for thousands of old antiques. Otherwise, it would n' t matter who took it.

There were so many ghosts every day. In fact, even Mama Meng alone couldn't do anything about it. She and Granny Meng both had their own assistants, helping to serve the pot of soup that had existed for countless years.

The assistant had both men and women. They all looked at their pale faces and gray clothes. They looked like people made of paper. Compared to the ghosts from the Bridge of Helplessness, they looked more like ghosts. They all looked numb. At first, I really thought it was the first time I had seen a ghost.

However, when the male ghost took the porcelain bowl in my hand, he actually cracked open his mouth and smiled at me. This smile was especially terrifying and bizarre, causing me to shiver. However, when I looked closely, he recovered his rigid face, as if the smile that was almost tearing his entire face was just an illusion.

I couldn't help but take a few steps back and accidentally bumped into someone. When I turned around, it was Mama Meng. I quickly apologized," Mama Meng, I' m sorry!" "Look at my eyes."

Compared to Grandma Meng, the gentle and kind-looking Mama Meng was more likely to give people a good impression. She was indeed very amiable. She even reached out to help me," It's nothing. There's a lot of hostility here. You should hurry back and stay here for a long time. It's not good for your soul."

I reluctantly looked at the other side of the Nahe Bridge. It was a world of fireworks. The people there might not be happy, but at least they were still alive. They were lively and lived every day and night.

However, the world over there was no longer visible to me. It was shrouded in a white mist that could not be penetrated by the naked eye. The new souls seemed to emerge one by one from the white soup pot. They slowly walked through the Bridge of Helplessness and arrived at this world.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" "You've been standing there for so long, but there's nothing interesting here, huh?" An Lin came behind me and she soon lost interest in this place. She held the lollipop that Grandma Meng had given her in her mouth and said with a dispirited expression," It's better to go shopping, but my parents may not have burned the money for me yet."

"Then hurry and leave. I heard Tao Xiaoliang say that there's a nice restaurant in Sheol. Why do n' t we go there for dinner?" I was afraid that An Lin was talking about revenge, so I quickly changed the topic.

As expected, An Lin's attention was attracted by the delicious food, so he did n' t ask about Yuan Lang. It just so happened that I let out a sigh of relief. Because I had tried to summon Yuan Lang secretly a few times earlier, the other party didn't respond and did n' t know if he had temporarily left the underworld.

Dinner was naturally my treat. I remembered that if I didn't go back, I would have to say hello to Tao Xiaoliang, so I took out a sound transmission talisman. It was my first time using this thing. No wonder Sheol did n' t need a phone call or anything. If there was a sound transmission, she would naturally receive it as long as she spoke to the talisman. After the conversation ended, the talisman disappeared. This thing was very cheap in Sheol, and almost everyone had a lot of hands.

In fact, the restaurants in Sheol were similar to the restaurants in Yangyang. Ghosts and ghosts came and went everywhere. At the entrance of the restaurant, I finally saw Yuan Lang walking towards me. I felt a lot more at ease. After all, it hadn't been long since that incident had happened. I did n' t want to be kidnapped by some mysterious person. It felt pretty bad.

"This is Yuan Lang you're looking for. This is my classmate's An Lin." I made a brief introduction to Yuan Lang. Yuan Lang was still dressed in a straight suit and his hair was meticulous. He looked like a white-collar elite, and he was handsome and beautiful.

The moment An Lin saw the handsome man's gaze, he straightened his back. His slightly red eyes lit up and a shy smile appeared on his face." Hello, Mr. Yuan Lang. My name is An Lin and I' m a classmate of Sister Xiao Tao."

Yuan Lang smiled faintly at An Lin and nodded at me." Good evening, Madam. I've already booked the private room. Madam can go eat now."

An Lin looked at Yuan Lang with a look of envy and surprise as he opened the door and pulled a chair for me. He handed the menu to me, and it was filled with courtesy and respect. Finally, he secretly poked me with his elbow. He lowered his voice and said," Sister Xiaotao, when did you find such a good husband? You're amazing? We do n' t even know?"

When I thought about what the stinky man had done to me, I could only try to pull out a stiff smile at the corner of my mouth." I don't know. They were all arranged."

"What?" "Such a good arranged marriage?" An Lin obviously didn't believe what I said." Sis, you' ll tease me. If I had met such a good man like you, I wouldn't have fallen into such a bad situation."

As she spoke An Lin another drop of red tears flowed down from the corner of her eyes. It was like a coral bead. I couldn't bear to tell her that if she knew the stinky man, the Ancestor of the Netherworld, she would have gone to hell with me early in the morning.

Fortunately, the food was served in time. The bird's nest, shark's fin, abalone, pigeon and venison, Yuan Lang was really generous. A large table of food was enough for ten ghosts to enjoy. Besides, the ghost's appetite was only half as high as before.

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