Live fortune telling: All the people in the underworld are her younger brothers

"Why? Why doesn't he want to reincarnate?" The ghost girl's eyes were bloodshot, and she shook her head frantically, hysterical: "I want revenge! I want revenge!! "

"I'm not sure why exactly, but Meng Po knows. You can ask Meng Po." Cui Jue's deep gaze unconsciously looked at the man behind Jiang Ling again.

"Meng Po."

Jiang Ling repeated softly, thoughtfully, tapping the fan in her hand rhythmically against her chin.

She really hasn't contacted Meng Po after her rebirth. The Meng Po in her memory is a person who is not only narrow-minded but also stingy. She is extremely miserly and always speaks in a soft voice, making people feel uncomfortable when they listen to her.

"understood."

Jiang Ling hung up the phone, opened the friend search bar, searched for Meng Po, clicked on the avatar, and without even saying hello, directly called her via video.

Well, straightforward, that's her style.

Pei Jingchen's lips curled up into an imperceptible smile, and this subtle expression happened to be captured by Pei Huaizhi.

Pei Huaizhi sighed slightly.

The Pei family has a notebook recording the family history, which records the contract between Pei Jingchen and the Pei family.

He helped the Pei family prosper, and in return, the Pei family had to take good care of him, ensure that his identity was not known to the outside world, and not interfere with his private life.

This condition was not considered harsh for the wealthy Pei family; it was just about having one more guest at home.

However, all generations of the Pei family regarded Pei Jingchen as their benefactor, treated him with great respect, and served him wholeheartedly.

They also record any unexpected or important things that happen in each generation in case they are needed.

He read the notebook over and over again, and only a dozen pages were recorded in the thick notebook.

The vast majority of them are: Generation X, nothing happened.

Pei Jingchen, who is so powerful and tall, and has protected the Pei family for generations, does not have a single friend.

Pei Qian is also a character that appeared in the previous generations. He seems to be a little black snake that Pei Jingchen picked up by accident.

He saw a hint of sadness in Pei Jingchen's smile just now.

What are you sad about?

It's sad that this young girl in her twenties is not only powerful, but also knows the Black and White Impermanence, Cui Jue, and even Meng Po, whom he has heard of, is her good friend. But is he always alone?

The ghost phone took a while to dial before the call was connected.

A ghost officer poked his head out: "Sister Meng, is this angle okay?"

On the screen, Meng Po was sitting on a bench, with one foot on the stool and the other foot dangling in the air, stirring a large pot of soup like a boneless person.

Her eyebrows were slightly raised, and her eyes were charming and enchanting: "Old acquaintance, tell me, what do you want? I have nothing here except Meng Po soup. Otherwise, how about I catch a few disobedient little ghosts and give them to you to play with?"

Jiang Ling was too lazy to repeat herself and let the female ghost speak for herself. The female ghost simply told the story again.

After listening, Meng Po covered the pot and looked at Jiang Ling through the camera: "I don't believe you would be so kind to help her."

"Well, let go of the obsession. I still need her for my Soul Refining Cauldron. If you really have any useless ghosts, you can give them to me to play with."

Meng Po's lips twitched slightly: "You really haven't changed at all. What's the difference between going to the Soul Refining Cauldron and turning into ashes? As a human being, don't you have any heart at all? Humph, watching your live broadcast, I thought you had changed your ways."

"You have changed. You have become more generous."

Meng Po rolled her eyes and took the ghost machine back from the ghost catcher. Her voice was still soft and charming, and the camera was reversed.

"Do you think I'm generous? Look at this group of reincarnated ghosts. If you have nothing to do, come over and pick any one you want. Even the Ten Kings of Hell can't stop you no matter what happens. It seems that the Queen Mother Hou Tu is quite busy. I heard that you stole her sign."

"Stop being so sarcastic. I'm a little tired today. Let's end it early."

Jiang Ling snorted coldly and yawned listlessly.

The female ghost was shocked again, what did she mean by the Ten Kings of Hell couldn't control her, and she even took away the tablet of the Queen Mother of the Earth...

Pei Huaizhi, who could only hear the sound but could not see the real object, swallowed his saliva and silently moved closer to Pei Jingchen.

The background of this Master Jiang is so powerful that he cannot even imagine. Since he knows so much, will he be killed to silence him?

No, even if I die and become a ghost I can't escape, I will be reduced to ashes.

"I know that male ghost. I've had a drink with him before. He's a hateful and pitiful person. I remember him saying that he had a woman he loved deeply. They were childhood sweethearts. Even after he passed the imperial examination and became an imperial scholar, he didn't marry her."

Meng Po paused deliberately, changed her posture, lay on the chair, and smiled seductively.

"Not only did he not marry her, he also killed all her family members. All he could do was to spare her life. The man told me that his beloved must hate him very much. He wanted to wait for his beloved by the Naihe Bridge. He wanted to confess here what he had not said before he died."

The ghost girl's eyes, which had been empty and distracted, gradually became clearer, and the color of her black dress also faded a little.

She didn't cry or make any sound.

"That man was favored by a princess. That princess was unruly and cruel, um... just like Jiang Ling."

Jiang Ling snorted coldly after being suddenly hit by Q.

Meng Po continued: "When the princess found out that he had a wife who was betrothed to him since childhood, she flew into a rage and threatened him that if he did not marry her, she would kill all the members of the Qi family, not sparing a single corpse. If he agreed to marry her, she would let him personally slaughter the Qi family."

"This princess really looks a bit like Master Jiang." Pei Huaizhi accidentally said what was in his mind.

All the ghosts looked at him.

He covered his mouth guiltily.

Doesn't it seem like it? At the beginning, Master Jiang said that he felt sorry for her and gave her a chance to do it willingly, but the female ghost was unwilling, so she just forced herself on him.

In the end, you will end up entering that cauldron.

"So in order to become a prince consort, he personally led people to kill our family? Is this his love?" The female ghost didn't understand.

"He told me... He knew that he couldn't fight the princess alone, and couldn't give you a sense of security. If you didn't agree, and the princess killed your whole family, she would definitely not let anyone go. If he personally brought people with him, he could let you go, at least so that you could live. Even if you hated him, he was willing to do that."

"No, no, that's not the case. Our family is powerful, how could it be possible..."

"No matter how big a merchant is, can he compare to the princess in the palace?" Meng Po asked back.

"He waited for a long time, but he never met the person he was waiting for. He never even waited for the reincarnation of that person. I still remember that I gave him five bowls of Meng Po soup. He became confused in the end, but he still remembered that he was waiting for someone, someone who had broken his heart and whom he had always loved deeply."

"Just over a hundred years ago, his figure was no longer seen by the Naihe Bridge. He was reduced to ashes."

Meng Po has seen too many love stories, and that man's story still ranks first in her heart.

“Reduced to ashes...why...” the female ghost muttered, and her heart instantly died.

The story Meng Po told was totally different from what she imagined. In order to keep her alive, her whole family was killed... Is this... love?

The female ghost looked at Pei Jingchen meaningfully: "Tell me, what you think of as your own dedication, is it self-touching, or is it true love and protection?"

Pei Jingchen's hands hanging at his sides couldn't help but tighten.

After the female ghost finished speaking, she willingly ran into the soul refining cauldron that had been ready to move.