Meng Po sneered as if she hadn't noticed his unusual behavior, and stretched her body. "Let's do it."
Just as Liu the widower was about to move, the ghost beside him immediately grabbed his hand and whispered, "Do you still want to live? Do you know what crime it is to beat up a ghost officer? Besides, this is Meng Po!"
Because of his reminder, Liu the widower loosened his clenched fist and his expression became slightly calmer.
Seeing that they didn't move, Meng Po gradually became impatient. "Since you're not going to make a move, don't blame me for bullying you!"
As she spoke, without even using any spiritual or ghostly power, she rudely threw punches left and right.
After being punched twice, Liu the widower immediately flew into a rage and tried to retaliate, but Meng Po held him down and beat him mercilessly.
The ghost next to him tried to help, but Meng Po swept him away with a sharp glance, and he couldn't remember anything anymore.
As she hit him, Meng Po said, "Hit a woman, huh? I'll let you hit me! Don't you know that all the women in the underworld are under my protection, Meng Po? Huh!"
"Ouch—it hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."
Qin Yunie stared wide-eyed in shock, hissing...
Is Sister Meng really that fierce?!
No wonder Xie Bi'an said that Meng Po was very good at handling this kind of thing, using violence to control violence; it's hard to say she wasn't good at it...
Meanwhile, Liu the widower on the ground didn't stop cursing, muttering, "You old hag! You just think you're so great because you've been down here for a while... ugh... and you've only been doing a job for a short time!"
Qin Yu Nie wanted to punch him a few times just listening to that!
However, upon hearing this, Meng Po felt her blood boil, and her expression became even more radiant. "Oh ho! It's been a long time since anyone dared to curse me like that."
She looked Liu the widower with excitement, "Interesting. I haven't met someone this stubborn in a long time. The last one who was this stubborn is still not over it."
Qin Yune vaguely sensed that Meng Po's words had a hidden meaning, but she and the old woman felt only satisfaction watching Liu the widower being beaten unilaterally.
After all, he never held back when he beat people in the past.
Therefore, they did not notice anything unusual about Meng Po.
Liu the widower felt a little scared upon hearing this, but his years of habit made him not take it seriously. Instead, he took advantage of the moment when Meng Po stopped to curse again, "Others may respect you, but I, Liu Qiao, am not afraid of you!"
He yelled at Meng Po, "Come on! Hit me again!"
The male ghost who was originally with Liu the Widower turned pale when he heard this, and shrank to the side, afraid that Meng Po would be implicated by his words.
How come he didn't know Liu Qiao was so formidable!
Hitting your wife is one thing, after all, it's a family matter, but this is Meng Po, the goddess of forgetfulness!
He's incredibly audacious!
Liu Qiao is courting death, don't drag him down with you!!
He quietly tried to leave, but Qin Yune quickly closed the door.
Immediately afterwards, she heard faint sounds coming from inside.
If you didn't listen very closely, you wouldn't be able to hear anything at all; she only heard it through the crack in the door.
If you're not paying attention, you might not even realize that there's a sound coming from inside.
Qin Yunie guessed that Meng Po must have used some method to make the room soundproof.
"Smack..."
"ah……"
"Slap slap..."
"Aww..."
"Hiss... Ah..."
"Help! Open the door!"
A series of chaotic sounds came from inside the door. Upon closer listening, it was the sound of the male ghost who had just tried to escape.
Then, not long after, Liu the widower's weak voice came from inside the house: "I was wrong..."
Qin Yunie was somewhat surprised. What exactly happened in that short minute?
Wasn't this widower Liu just cursing so fiercely and acting so tough? How come he's apologizing so soon?
And why does it sound like a whip cracking and thunder at the same time?
And why has Liu the widower's voice become so weak in such a short time?
"Is everything alright in here?" the old man asked hesitantly, hearing the strange noises coming from inside.
Qin Yunie was also filled with doubt and curiosity, and answered uncertainly, "Is...it alright?"
After saying that, she added, "Sister Meng should know her limits."
After saying that, Qin Yunie couldn't resist opening the door a crack and peeking inside.
Who knew that what I saw would be astonishing.
The first thing you see is the other ghost, who is now so frightened that he is hugging his legs and shrinking around the table.
This is a subconscious behavior that occurs when one is extremely insecure, indicating that what just happened inside has frightened him quite a bit.
A little further in, Qin Yune saw Liu the widower's ghost rolling around on the ground. Above his head was a talisman, and below the talisman was a small dark cloud that was crackling and hissing. At this moment, Meng Po was sitting to the side, holding a cup that seemed to be tea, and slowly blowing on it.
Qin Yune heard his weak, slightly hoarse voice again. Clearly, it wasn't that he hadn't been loud enough before; on the contrary, he had been too loud, which was why his voice was hoarse.
Furthermore, Qin Yunie seemed to be able to faintly smell a scent that was hard to describe.
The next second, a bolt of lightning struck down from the small cloud above Liu's head, hitting him squarely.
Alas……
She did indeed hear the sound of lightning.
Qin Yunie looked closely and seemed to see a somewhat familiar color on the ground where Liu the widower's head was.
"The Soup of Oblivion!"
Qin Yunie gasped, realizing what the smell in the room was.
She said that the color of that puddle looked so familiar, and the taste was also strangely familiar.
Isn't this the same version of Meng Po soup she drank at the very beginning?
But the taste was still a little off, so there must have been some other things added to it.
Qin Yunie felt a chill run down her spine at the thought of that taste.
For a moment, I felt a little bit of sympathy for Liu the widower on the ground.
This is a double blow, both physically and psychologically.
Just as Meng Po was about to pour the cooled Meng Po soup into Liu the widower's mouth, she suddenly heard a sound, turned her head and saw Qin Yune peeking in with a small head sticking out. Amused, she asked, "Little Yune, do you want to try it?"
Qin Yunie hesitated before refusing, "Isn't it alright?"
Meng Po smiled brightly and said to Qin Yune, "Don't be afraid, he wouldn't dare to do anything."
Qin Yune shook her head again. Then she saw Liu the widower, who was propping himself up as if trying to hide, being pulled back by Meng Po and forced to drink the Meng Po soup that she had just blown to cool down.
Qin Yunie's beautiful eyes widened in surprise.
There was a sense of melancholy for a moment.
The fact that he's so terrified of the Meng Po soup is probably a unique kind of praise for it...
Immediately afterwards, she saw Liu the widower's body contort in pain after drinking it, then his body shuddered violently a few times before he fainted.
However, the next second, the small bolt of lightning above his head crackled and woke him up.
Qin Yunie: "..."
So that's what this little lightning bolt does...
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