Chapter 222: Meng Po soup mixed with water

"Hmm! Okay, burp! burp! I know, okay! Okay! burp! It's okay, it's okay, I just ate too much, burp, uh-huh."
The King of Hell carefully held Tang Mu's mobile phone and hiccupped continuously while talking on the phone with the Jade Emperor.
The pile of soapy water was churning in my stomach, and I couldn't help it.
"Hey, your mobile phone."
The King of Hell and the Jade Emperor should have finished talking.
He breathed a long sigh of relief, and then returned the phone to Tom Mu.
Seemingly wanting to maintain his high authority as the King of Hell, King Yama had clearly given in, but still pretended to be determined after careful consideration.
"I have thought about it carefully. Li Ang's meritorious service in catching ghosts during his lifetime cannot be explained by common sense. In this case, I will revise the book of life and death for you."
King Yama said and waved.
A dark book of life and death appeared in his hand.
Seeing this, the judge who was hiding a hundred meters away rushed forward and handed the judge's pen to King Yama.
Holding the pen in his hand, the book of life and death automatically turned to the page where Li Ang was.
He just wanted to write and change Yangshou from 33 to 50.
In the eyes of King Yama, this is already a huge concession.
Tang Mu and Li Ang stood beside King Yama, stretching their necks to look at his hands.
Seeing this number, neither Tang Mu nor Li Ang were satisfied.
One person and one cat put their hands on King Yama's neck, shrugged their shoulders, shook their heads, and let out a hooligan's laugh.
The hand holding the pen of King Yama trembled a little.
The cold sweat on his face kept flowing down.
"Well, 50 is a bit too low, how about 60? Sixty is not bad, right? Many people will not live to this age."
King Yama knelt down and put his three heads together, discussing in a low voice.
After all, he is still the King of Yama.
A powerful figure in the underworld.
There are so many younger brothers watching, but I still want to maintain a certain image.
After all, this is related to his life, and Li Ang has a strong sense of participation.
Finally, after thinking about it, he decided to arrange a ninety-nine-year-old life for himself.
According to Li Ang, ninety-nine is a long enough life, and he doesn't want to live like an old monster.
Why not live to be a hundred years old?
The main thing is to leave a regret for yourself.
The book of life and death has been changed.
Tang Mu's purpose of following Li Ang down was achieved.
Now in this world, there are people in heaven and hell.
It should be much more convenient to do things.
After waving their hands, Tang Mu and Li Ang planned to leave the underworld.
"Ah Niu, Ah Ma, why are you still standing there! Hurry up and see off your two friends."
When King Yama saw that these two people were finally leaving, he was so happy that he almost cried.
Quickly stood up and waved his hand towards the bull-headed horse.
Hearing this, the bull-headed horse-faced man seemed to have finally woken up! Hurry up and follow Tom Mu's footsteps.
The two brothers had their eyes opened today.
The two of them are just little gods, so it's okay to be beaten by Tang Mu.
I didn't expect that even my immediate boss would be tortured like this, losing all his usual dignity.
And just now it seemed to have heard Tang Mu's voice on the phone. That was the Jade Emperor talking!
Hiss...
When they thought of this, the way Niu Tou and Ma Mian looked at the cat in front of them changed a little.
The man in front of me is the real boss.
If you can hold it on your lap, you will definitely become famous!
Even if you don't hug Tom Mu, you should at least have a good relationship with Tom Mu, and you must not become enemies.
"Thanks to you, I can be a human again now. Let's meet Li Ang again! I live in Room 109 of Chongguang Mental Hospital. I'm glad to meet you!"
As Li Ang walked forward, he stretched out his hand towards Tang Mu.
"Tom."
Tang Mu shook hands with Li Ang, with a big smile on his face.
"Hello Tom, I believe our cooperation will be quite pleasant in the future."
Li Ang held Tang Mu's paw and shook it, then put his hands in his pockets, looked at the road sign in front of him, and said curiously: "Oh~ that's the Naihe Bridge over there."
"Yes, ghosts must first pass through the Naihe Bridge before reincarnation."
Behind him, Niu Tou quickly spoke.
"Let's go over and take a look."
Before Li Ang spoke, Tang Mu had already walked over there.

It is also quite interested in the things there.
Seeing that the two big guys were gone, the Minotaur and the Horse looked at each other and could only follow them quickly.
It is naturally impossible for other ghosts to move freely in the underworld.
Especially ghosts like Li Ang who want to leave the underworld and return to the human world must leave immediately.
But Li Ang and Tang Mu are too special. Even the Prince of Hell and the Jade Emperor can't do anything to Tang Mu. What can they do with their little tricks?
I can only follow behind.
Not only did they have to follow Tom Mu, but they also had to be careful at all times to prevent others from accidentally bumping into Tom Mu, otherwise they would be in bad luck.
Under the guidance of Niutou and Mamian, they quickly arrived at the Naihe Bridge.
At this time, there are already many ghosts lining up here.
They are all ghosts who need to be reincarnated.
After waiting for Meng Po to hand them the Meng Po soup, after drinking the Meng Po soup and having all their memories of this life erased, they can then cross the Naihe Bridge and go to reincarnation.
The Nai River is only a few feet wide and flows to the southwest. The water in the river is full of blood and is fishy and filthy.
The river of blood under the Naihe Bridge is full of insects and snakes, making people feel physically uncomfortable just by looking at it.
Except for Po Meng who was standing on the other side of the bridge.
There are also day and night gods guarding here day and night.
To prevent these little devils who are about to be reincarnated from causing trouble.
Tang Mu and the others are now walking on Huangquan Road, followed by a bull-headed horse face.
Walking straight towards Naihe Bridge in a swaggering manner.
The movement here obviously attracted the attention of many people.
A bunch of ghosts are still lining up here.
Tang Mu and the others walked directly over them onto the Naihe Bridge, how could they not attract attention.
Yeyoushen also discovered Tang Mu and the others.
Just when he was about to yell out loud, he saw the bull-headed horse face behind him giving it a crazy look.
They had a good relationship. The actions of the bull-headed horse-faced man immediately let Ye Youshen know that these two people who came were probably not small figures, so he didn't speak again.
Seeing this cat walking onto the Naihe Bridge like a tourist, he looked around with interest. He quickly took two steps to the side, came to the side of the bull-headed horse face, and asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"
"Time is limited, so we can't say too much. In short, even the Jade Emperor and the Prince of Hell don't dare to provoke those two people, especially the cat. You should be careful."
Niutou also lowered his voice and replied.
When Ye Youshen heard this, he immediately took a deep breath of yin energy.
"Such a big deal?! Is it true?!"
He was a little in disbelief.
"Of course it's true. How could I have the guts to tease you with the Prince of Hell and the Jade Emperor?"
Niutou looked at Ye Youshen with very sincere eyes.
Hearing this, Yeyoushen thought it made sense. He looked at the backs of Tang Mu and Li Ang and said, "Then what are they here for?"
"I don't know about that. In short, they can do whatever they want, just don't stop them. We can't afford it."
Niutou and Yeyoushen finished talking.
That night wandering god hurriedly ran towards Po Meng again.
When passing by Tang Mu, he nodded and bowed to show his goodwill.
When they arrived at Po Meng's side, Ye Youshen Fu'er told Po Meng about Tang Mu's origins.
This priest, whose reputation was also widely spread among the people, also widened his eyes.
Seeing the cat walking towards them after visiting Naihe Bridge alone, Meng Po cheered up.
After crossing Naihe Bridge, you will reach Wangxiang Terrace.
And the location where Po Meng and the others were was right next to the Wangxiang Terrace.
"The little god has met two adults."
Po Meng quickly saluted Tang Mu.
Tang Mu waved his paws indifferently.
It was very interested in the big vat next to Po Meng.
What is inside is Meng Po soup.
Tang Mu also wanted to try what this rumored thing tasted like.
Not only Tang Mu, but also Li Ang thought so.
Tang Mu pointed to Meng Po Soup, and then pointed to his mouth. It was obvious that he wanted to try it.
"I've heard about Meng Po Soup for a long time. It's a rare opportunity to come to Naihe Bridge, so I have to come often. I've come here, but if I can't try the local delicacies, it's not in vain."
Li Ang seemed to want to go with Tang Mu.
Seeing the man and cat in front of her looking like tourists, Po Meng was very helpless.
After working in the industry for so long, this is the first time I have seen such a weird thing.
Meng Po soup is not a simple thing, even she herself doesn't dare to drink it.
A person who has all his memories wiped out is actually no different from being killed.
Aren't people made up of memories of the past?
Because of this, when Po Meng and the others heard that Li Ang and the others wanted to try Meng Po soup, they felt a little bad.
"Two adults, Meng Po soup is not an ordinary soup..."
Ma Mian thought that Tang Mu didn't know this, so he quickly reminded him.
Tom Mu directly raised his paw to stop it from speaking.
Just kidding, of course I know what Meng Po Soup is.
But this is not important at all. Tang Mu believes that Meng Po Tang will not cause any harm to him.
It was just very curious about the taste of Meng Po soup and wanted to have a taste.
Seeing that Tang Mu was so persistent, Ma Mian had no choice but to give up.
Tom pricked up his ears, stretched out his hand, grabbed his nose and twisted it.
"Kakakaka...kakakaka..."
There was a sound like a safe being locked.
The scale in Tang Mu's eyes was changing as Tang Mu twisted his nose.
Now Tom hasNow that I have locked up the memories in my head, I don't have to worry about Meng Po Soup washing away my memories.
Over there, Po Meng and the others were still staring at Tang Mu, wondering what Tang Mu was doing.
Tang Mu had already taken out his cat's claw cup and scooped out a cup of Meng Po soup from the big vat.
First, he handed a cup to Li Ang, and then Tang Mu also made a cup himself.
"cheers!"
Li Ang smiled and toasted with Tang Mu.
Po Meng and others on the side saw it with twitching eyes.
Watching these two big men drinking Meng Po soup, they were also a little worried.
I was afraid that something would happen to this person and the cat, and they would need to be punished in the end.
"Bah, bah, bah"
After Meng Po drank the soup, Tang Mu smacked her mouth.
How can I put it this way, the soup tastes pretty good.
It's very delicious, I don't know how it's made.
Li Ang usually loves to drink soup. After taking one gulp, he suddenly stuck out his tongue and his eyes widened: "Wow! Great! I can eat three bowls of rice just with this soup!"
Although Li Ang was praising his cooking skills, Po Meng was still a little nervous, fearing that something would happen to Li Ang.
"I feel a little dizzy, as if my memory is a little blurry."
As soon as Li Ang said these words, the bull-headed horse-faced man's heart was in his throat.
But after all, Li Ang is also the person I'm thinking about. Of course, it's not that simple.
I saw him opening his coat and taking out an antenna from the inside pocket.
After stretching the antenna to a long length, Li Ang directly connected the antenna to his head.
"Wait a minute, the signal is not very good."
As Li Ang spoke, he adjusted the angle of the antenna above his head.
After a while, he said again: "Okay, now the memory is clear and not blurry anymore."
"Oh my God! This works too!"
Mrs. Meng's legs were a little weak, and her worldview seemed to have been subverted.
The night traveler next to her quickly reached out to support her.
Look at Tom Mu again.
Tom Mu had already locked his memory before.
After drinking a large cup of Meng Po soup, nothing will happen.
However, after drinking this cup of Meng Po soup, Tang Mu became a little more interested in this vat of Meng Po soup.
In addition to being used as soup, this thing can also be used as stock to stew other foods, or to cook hot pot.
It's a rare trip to the underworld, so it doesn't seem right not to buy some souvenirs.
In this case, Tang Mu did not hesitate.
It took out thermos bottles one by one, and then took out a faucet and attached it directly to the side of the large tank.
As the faucet was turned on, the gurgling Meng Po soup fell into the thermos.
When the bull-headed horse on the side saw him, he quickly turned his head and covered his face with his hands.
Good fellows, you are eating and taking them, and you are not polite at all.
Po Meng looked on and felt a little angina.
The preparation of Mengpo soup is not easy.
This large tank can last her for a week, but it is rapidly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Tom has filled many bottles.
Just when the Meng Po soup in the big vat was about to bottom out, Tang Mu stopped his movements.
I saw all the thermos bottles collected one by one.
Okay, I'll leave some for you, after all, I'm not a bad cat.
Tang Mu looked at Po Meng with clean and innocent eyes, but he was not slow at all in putting away the thermos flask in his hand.
Po Meng's voice was trembling as she said, "Sir, you took away all the soup from me. What should I do if there are so many ghosts here waiting for reincarnation?"
When Tang Mu heard this, he frowned slightly.
There are quite a few here.
Tom Mu glanced at the vat.
Looking at the Meng Po soup that was almost bottoming out, he turned around and looked at the long queue of ghosts behind him, waiting to drink the soup and be reincarnated.
Yes, it seems a little insufficient.

Seeing those ghosts looking at him one after another, as if they were angry but afraid to speak, Tang Mu patted his chest and promised to help solve this matter.
It's just so that all ghosts can drink soup.
What a big deal!
Afterwards, Tom Mu quickly disappeared.
Under the gaze of all the ghosts, within a few seconds, Tom Mu ran back dragging a long rubber water pipe.
Directly point the water pipe to the large vat containing Meng Po soup and drain the water.
As the sound of water splashed, Tom turned his head to the side, not looking at the other ghosts around him, and whistling to himself, as if nothing had happened.
The bull-headed horse was really shocked when he saw this!
They have never seen such a shameless cat!
It's okay if you finish all the soup.
He even directly pulled a water pipe and added water to Meng Po soup, just to finish it off!
It's okay to mix it with tap water. You are still so bright and bright, mixing it with water in front of so many ghosts!
You are going against heaven!
The ghosts waiting in line for reincarnation were all shocked and speechless.
The look in Tom Mu's eyes was very sad and angry.
What do you mean, we ordinary ghosts don't have ghost rights? Don't think that just by turning your head away, you can pretend that nothing happened!
Among them, Po Meng was undoubtedly the most shocked.
Watching helplessly, the vat has been filled with tap water.
Tom threw the water pipe on the ground.Then he quietly kicked it aside with his feet.
At this time, Tang Mu turned his head and looked at the tap water in the big vat, and the cat's face was filled with surprise.
As if to say.
Wow! so amazing!
In such a short period of time, so many Meng Po soups have appeared here!
Po Meng looked at the crystal clear tap water in the big tank and fell into deep silence.
He picked up the big spoon on the side and stirred it in the vat, stirring up a little bit of Meng Po soup at the bottom.
This time I finally saw a little bit of oil floating on the water in the tank.
​Then the question comes.
The ratio of Mengpo soup to tap water is one to one hundred.
Can this vat thing still be called Meng Po Soup?
To be honest, Po Meng had no intention of giving the soup mixed with water to those ghosts.
After all, reincarnation is a big deal and cannot be taken lightly.
But similarly, reincarnation cannot be delayed.
Tang Mu patted Po Meng's shoulder and then his own chest, indicating that there was definitely no problem.
Po Meng was helpless, but she really couldn't afford to offend the big boss Tang Mu, so she could only signal the ghosts in line to come forward and continue the previous process.
The ghost at the top is a Mediterranean.
He slowly walked up to him and looked at Tang Mu with a very resentful look.
"How did you die?"
Meng Po scooped a bowl of Meng Po water into the big vat and asked casually.
"Sudden death due to overtime work."
Mediterranean replied.
"Okay, drink it. I hope you will have a good pregnancy in your next life."
Po Meng handed the bowl to the Mediterranean Sea.
Looking at the tap water in front of him, Mediterranean glanced at Tom Mu again. After thinking for a while, I finally couldn't hold it back and asked, "I heard that drinking Meng Po soup will make you forget all the memories of your past life. Does this thing really have this effect?"
Mediterranean's life was not very good and he had a lot of painful memories, so he hoped to forget his memories.
But he also saw what Tang Mu did when he poured water into the big tank just now, and it really didn't feel very reliable.
When Po Meng heard this, she felt very guilty.
She couldn't guarantee it.
After all, there is quite a lot of water in this soup.
Seeing Po Meng looking at him again, Tang Mu patted his chest, indicating that there was definitely no problem.
100% erasure of memory!
Seeing how determined Tang Mu was, Po Meng felt a little relieved.
He turned to look at the Mediterranean ghost and said, "Don't worry, this is a great god. If it says it's okay, it will definitely be okay."
"good!"
It's hard to say more about the Mediterranean.
Since Po Meng and Tang Mu had already agreed, he reached out to take the bowl, raised his head and drank it in one gulp!
"Gulu!"
Po Meng's stomach was full of water, and the Mediterranean ghost looked surprised: "That's not right, I don't seem to have eliminated the memory..."
"bump!"
Before he could finish his words, Tom Mu, who was standing on the edge of the vat, picked up the mace and knocked the ghost unconscious with one blow!
Turning to look at the dumbfounded Po Meng, Tang Mu gave a thumbs up.
Done!
100% amnesia!