"By the way, do we have to go there again?"

"Well, my daughter Xiaohuo is still waiting there!"

"Then the question is, how to get there?"

"Swim back again?"

"Are you serious?"

"Pretend I didn't say it."

Hei Yang and Hong Li had synchronized expressions, looking towards the other side with toothache, thinking about the possibility of letting Xiao Huo fly over on his own.

But soon, their problem was solved.

Oh, it’s not that the small fire has been solved, it’s really that the problem has been solved!

Po Meng, who was on the other side of the bank, felt something and started scooping up the soup from the air.

In an instant, the mighty River of Forgetfulness surged toward the spoon, as if it was endless, and as if in the blink of an eye, the long River of Forgotten River that spanned in front of the two people disappeared, and the dry river bed was covered with dead bones.

The poisonous insect wailed and died, alone and helpless. It shivered and shrank its body, leaving only one soul in place, at a loss.

"Hey, did you see it?"

Hei Yang bent down slightly, brought his mouth to Hong Li's ear, and whispered, "Did you see what she did?"

"Definitely!"

Hong Li looked horrified and whispered: "Isn't that spoon of hers used to ladle soup? Why is it used to hold this dirty water?"

"That's it!"

Hei Yang echoed: "It's so unhygienic!"

"Shh, keep your voice down."

Hongli stretched out her hand to cover Hei Yang's mouth and said cautiously: "Don't let her hear it, call the number to communicate."

“If you want it, you must get it!”

Hei Yang and Hong Li looked at each other and ran towards the other side together.

There were all kinds of difficulties and obstacles when we came here, but now we are back there with our feet on the ground, but it is a piece of cake.

Carefully avoiding the dead bones on the road, when passing by the dazed and lonely soul, Hei Yang stared at it but did not speak yet.

Soon, Hei Yang and Hong Li arrived on the other side, but they did not relax their vigilance because Po Meng was staring at them solemnly.

"Hiss!"

Hongli trembled and turned to hide behind Heiyang: "Quick, Heiyang, protect sister Xiaoli."

"Ah this..."

The corner of Hei Yang's mouth twitched: "Good sister, I'm afraid of her too."

"Wow, please have some backbone."

"Then come out from behind me..."

"What do you know? This is called protecting you from attacks from behind!"

The boys and girls looked nervous, and Po Meng, who looked solemn, suddenly said: "What does it smell like?"

"Ah?"*2

The two looked at each other.

"I ask you, do you taste it?"

Po Meng repeated the question again.

"Ah? This!"

Hei Yang was stunned for a moment, then his heart tightened, and he waved his hand quickly: "No, I haven't tasted it. I haven't succeeded yet..."

"That's right!"

Hongli quickly echoed: "We are both innocent, you old man can't speak in a pornographic manner!"

"???"

A row of question marks flashed across Meng Po's head. She took a deep breath and asked again word by word: "I don't know what you are talking about... I said, have you tasted the taste of Meng Po soup!?"
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"Ah?"

Hei Yang and Hong Li were stunned, with subtle expressions on their faces: "That's it?"

"What do you mean this is it?"

Po Meng frowned. She seemed to see a hint of disdain on the faces of the men and women in front of her, but she had no evidence.

"For so many years, there has never been a record of what the taste of Meng Po soup is. This is an important discovery of the underworld. How can we not pay attention to it?!"

"..."

[Hong Li: No, no, no one really doesn’t know what that soup tastes, right?]

[Hei Yang: It’s true, doesn’t it just have a mouth and you can taste it casually?]

[Hong Li, Hei Yang: Wait, did you drink that soup too?]

[Heiyang, Hongli: Do you still remember that I am your father/mother?]

[Hei Yang: I used it to rinse my mouth...]

[Hongli: What a coincidence.]

[Heiyang, Hongli: As expected of you!]

[Hei Yang: Wait, can you taste it?]

[Hongli: Hmm... It’s bitter, right?]

[Hei Yang: Ah? It’s not salty?]

[Hei Yang: I think you drank too much milk, so whatever you eat will be bitter!]

[Hong Li: Oh, can’t it be that you usually eat too light? Is it normal to put some salt in soup?]

Looking at each other, Hei Yang and Hong Li looked at Po Meng with serious expressions on their faces.

Hei Yang: Bitter!

Hongli: Salty!

【Heiyang:???】

[Hongli:??????]

"What does it smell like?!"

"..."

“Spicy!”*2

Po Meng: "..."

"Harm, forget it."

Po Meng waved her hand, and a large chunk of the gray fog in the sky dissipated, revealing a hollow: "You go, grandma means what she says."

"That..."

Hei Yang was unsure: "What do you mean by world rejection?"

"By crossing the River of Forgetfulness, you have already washed away the impurities."

Po Meng shook her head: "No problem."

"Oh!"

Hei Yang nodded quickly and suddenly looked at Hong Li: "What about her? She also passed a third..."

"I said, there is no reincarnation in this world. As long as you don't sink, there is no problem in soaking in a little water of Forgetfulness."

"Oh, thank you."

Hei Yang nodded quickly and breathed a sigh of relief.

Hong Li, who was on the side, picked up her coat from the ground, shook it, and put it on her body again.

Xiao Huo, who had been waiting for a long time, couldn't help but throw herself into Hong Li's arms: "Mom, Xiao Huo misses you so much!"

"Be good, it's okay."

"Hmm!"

Xiao Huo nodded, suddenly turned to look at Hei Yang, his eyes lit up: "That's dad, he's very handsome, and he looks like a perfect match for mom!"

Hei Yang: "!"
To be continued...