"Huh? Where is this?" After a moment of dizziness, Mu Li opened her eyes and found herself standing in the middle of a stone bridge. "Is this the forbidden stone bridge? Master? Brother? Where are you?" Mu Li looked around, but she couldn't see her master or brother. Uneasy, she called out their names anxiously.
Suddenly, a strange sound came from under the bridge, like the sound of churning water. Mu Li looked down and saw that the river water below the bridge had become extremely turbid, and a faint black mist was rising.
Fear gripped Mu Li, and she took a few steps back. Just then, a pale hand emerged from the water and grasped the edge of the stone bridge. Then, a soaking wet man climbed onto the bridge. His eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul.
Mu Li stared at the man in front of her with wide eyes, her heart filled with doubt and vigilance. The man slowly raised his head and looked at Mu Li. His lips moved and he uttered a low voice: "Save... me..."
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
"This is Naihe Bridge." The man looked numb and collapsed on the bridge.
"Naihe Bridge? Then why did you come out of the water?"
"I... don't know." The man hesitated, as if trying to recall something.
"Master, under the Naihe Bridge in the underworld is the Wangchuan River. Only those who are unwilling to drink Mengpo's soup will jump into the Wangchuan River and endure a thousand years of suffering in exchange for a chance to reincarnate. This ghost is probably like this." Jiuyou Mingdie seized the opportunity to explain to Mu Li.
"Then why doesn't he want to drink Meng Po soup?"
"Maybe the obsession is too strong and he doesn't want to forget it."
"There, Xiaobai, he's there." At this time, two ghost messengers ran over from one end of the bridge, pointing at the man on the bridge and shouting.
"I saw it. Why is there a child next to him? We didn't pick up any children today!" One of the ghost messengers dressed in white said in confusion.
"No, Xiaobai, that child is a human!" The ghost in black shouted in surprise when he smelled the scent of a living soul.
"What? How can a living soul go to the underworld? If you drink Meng Po soup, even if a god comes, he will only be able to reincarnate again."
"What should I do? He's still a child."
"Lao Hei, have you been in the mortal realm collecting souls for so long that you've become stupid? We are ghost messengers, and we only escort ghosts to drink Meng Po soup and cross the Naihe Bridge. This little ghost can appear in the underworld. No matter what the reason is, she is dead in the mortal realm."
"You're right, let's take them together to see Meng Po."
"Master, these two are the Black and White Impermanence." said the Nine Netherworld Butterfly.
"Lingling, I'm not really dead, am I?" Mu Li was a little panicked.
"Master, don't be afraid. You are still alive and you will not die." The Nine Netherworld Butterfly comforted.
"Then I feel relieved. She's still a baby and doesn't want to die." Mu Li breathed a sigh of relief.
"whee……"
The Black and White Impermanence came over and lifted up the man on the ground, looking at Mu Li, "Little ghost, come with us."
"Where are we going?" Mu Li asked.
"Find Meng Po, drink Meng Po soup, and then get on the road early." Hei Wuchang said.
"Okay, I'm just hungry... Lingling, can I drink Mengpo soup?" Mu Li touched her belly and asked Jiuyoumingdie worriedly.
"Master, you can drink it, don't worry." said the Nine Netherworld Butterfly.
Only at this moment did Heibai Wuchang notice the colorful butterfly on Mu Li's shoulder. They looked at each other and were immediately shocked.
"Old Black, am I seeing things? It...how come it looks so similar..." Bai Wuchang said in a trembling voice, her body trembling slightly involuntarily. She stared at the colorful butterfly in front of her with wide eyes in disbelief, as if she had seen something extremely terrifying.
"It's this..." Hei Wuchang was equally terrified. His face turned as pale as paper, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. The two of them huddled together, trying to gain some comfort and courage from each other.
"Lingling, why are they so afraid of you?" Mu Li looked at the scene in surprise and asked.
"Who knows? Maybe they are just stupid." The Nine Nether Butterflies flew around Mu Li, staring at the Black and White Impermanence with sharp eyes.
“…”
The scene before them was so weird that Heibai Wuchang felt that the world was even more mysterious. Ever since they became the new Heibai Wuchang, a legend has been circulating in the underworld.
The Nine Netherworld Butterfly is a heaven-defying demonic beast. It is a living creature, born in the netherworld. It is naturally in control of life and death, and can freely shuttle between yin and yang. Its combat power is simply off the charts. With a flap of its wings, it can tear through space. Its divine power is comparable to that of an innate god or demon. More importantly, it feeds on the souls of the dead!!!
Legend has it that during the Three Realms War ten thousand years ago, it devoured countless souls of gods, demons, and monsters, so much so that every ghost in the underworld knows of its "great achievements." Although it later vanished, its image and deeds have been passed down to this day.
Whenever a new ghost refused to drink Meng Po soup to be reincarnated, the ghost messengers would always "thoughtfully" narrate this legend. Therefore, over the past ten thousand years, all the ghosts that entered the underworld were reincarnated smoothly, with the exception of this man.
Since taking office three thousand years ago, the Black and White Impermanence have come here every thousand years to escort this person to reincarnation. However, every time after drinking Meng Po soup, he always jumps into the Forgetful River on the way to reincarnation and waits for the next thousand years.
No one knows how many times he has drunk Mengpo soup, no one knows how many millennia he has waited in the Forgetful River, and no one knows what his obsession is.
"Honey, are we still going to see Meng Po?" Mu Li couldn't help asking as she looked at the Black and White Impermanence who dared not move. She was really a little hungry.
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