100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 128 Drinking Song

Jin Huan sent a wisp of her soul to Fengdu City.

A chilling wind rose all around. The closer one got to the gates of hell, the fewer living souls there were. Gradually, the vegetation thinned out, and even the few that did grow were withered branches and fallen leaves, with no brightly colored flowers.

Her toes seemed to be about an inch off the ground, and frost appeared where she stepped.

It soon disappeared again.

The checkpoint required identification, and the ghost guarding it was new and had never seen Jin Huan before, so he stopped her from entering. Besides, Jin Huan was clearly a living soul, so the ghost dared not let a living soul enter Fengdu City.

Jin Huan has a rather bad temper, to be honest. Although it's her duty, no one has ever dared to stop her from going her own way. Just as she was about to force her way through, a gentle voice came from behind her.

"Huan'er."

Jin Huan turned her head to look at the person who had come, then turned her head away expressionlessly.

The guarding ghost had already knelt down in fear and trembling: "Your Majesty the Ghost Emperor."

Shen Tu, dressed in white, was truly handsome and elegant, with a refined and graceful appearance. The way he stood with his hands behind his back was enough to make one feel that he was a peerless gentleman, a man of jade-like appearance. This was far from the ferocious image that was rumored to exist.

"Why are you so angry? I was looking forward to you coming to Fengdu to see me, but instead someone else has offended Huan'er." He chuckled and slowly walked over.

"They won't let me in."

"The number of dead has increased in recent years, and many positions are held by new ghosts. Here, take this. You can show my token later."

Shen Tu handed his token to Jin Huan. The dark iron token was engraved with mysterious and unpredictable underworld patterns, with the two large characters "Shen Tu" at the center of the mandala pattern.

"Hmph, I don't want to come back. I'm never coming again." She stormed inside, and this time no one dared to stop her.

Shen Tu chuckled softly, knowing she had a bad temper, so he followed behind her, humbly coaxing her in a low voice.

"What does Huan'er want? I'll punish them to vent your anger, okay?"

"Who doesn't know that the Eastern Ghost Emperor, Lord Shen Tu, is the most impartial and incorruptible, and enforces the law fairly? How could he do something like abusing his power? You're just trying to make fun of me." Jin Huan rolled her eyes at him.

Shen Tu chuckled softly. He was indeed impartial and incorruptible, but the Six Realms were ruled by the strong. If the gatekeeper hadn't encountered him today, he probably would have been dealt with by this little girl long ago.

Their fate would inevitably be far more tragic than if he had acted, so what he said earlier wasn't entirely unfounded. He had shielded them from a calamity, and exchanging them for a little smile from the young girl was only fair.

Jin Huan arrived at the Bridge of Helplessness, but hid in one place and did not show himself. The two underworld messengers and Huo Jingheng were at the bridge entrance at this time.

An old woman under the bridge was simmering a fragrant soup.

One drop of tears of birth, two coins of tears of old age, three parts of tears of bitterness, four cups of tears of regret, five inches of tears of longing, six cups of tears of illness, seven feet of tears of parting—this eighth flavor is a drop of Meng Po's heartbroken tears.

The Meng Po soup is made with eight tears as a base, removing its bitterness and retaining its sweetness. Only by enduring such torment for a lifetime can one obtain a pot of good soup.

"Drink up, and forget your past and present lives, then go and be reincarnated." The old woman's voice was a little dry and hoarse.

"You mean I will forget this life?" Huo Jingheng suddenly closed his fingers.

"Isn't it better to forget? Why be so attached?"

What if I don't want to forget?

"If you don't drink this soup, you won't be able to cross the Bridge of Helplessness. You'd better think it over."

"I don't want to forget her, I can't bear to," he murmured softly.

"Another idiot." The old woman sighed softly.

"Is he the reason you came to Fengdu?" Shen Tu asked ambiguously from behind her.

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