Chapter 134: Conversation
But as soon as he stepped on the small bridge, his eyes turned upside down. When the scenery in front of him became clear again, Wang Sheng found himself still stepping on the small bridge, but suddenly a hot cauldron appeared in front of him, and the boiling pot was boiling yellow. For the thick soup, there was an old woman with a rickety body in front of the pot. She took a large wooden spoon, scooped a spoonful of thick soup from the pot, and handed it to a soul in front of Wang Sheng.
Although the soul has no sanity, it instinctively took the soup spoon and drank the soup directly, and then returned it to the wooden spoon.
"Meng Po soup!"
Wang Sheng was amazed. Since Wangchuan River and Heqiao appeared, Meng Po Tang was indeed reasonable. That is to say, the old lady in front of him was Meng Po.
Wang Sheng was puzzled. For some reason, he always felt that the old lady was very familiar with the faint, a picture formed in his mind.
After drinking Meng Po soup, the soul in front floated along the bridge to the front, and in front of Meng Po, only Wang Sheng was left alone.
Wang Sheng's eyes flickered, remembering that the black and white impermanence had turned a blind eye to himself. A speculation in his heart was vaguely formed. If the speculation came true, Meng Po should not see herself.
Sure enough, after the last soul drifted away, Meng Po no longer scooped up the thick soup, but took out a handful of green powder from her arms, sprinkled it into the soup and seemed to start to remake it, and turned a blind eye to Wang Sheng, who was right in front of her eyes.
Wang Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly, he took a bold step forward, looked closely at Meng Po, and wanted to see her face clearly.
But at this moment, Meng Po suddenly looked up at him, a pair of dark and murky eyes staring tightly at Wang Sheng's position.
Wang Sheng's heart was horrified, and at the same time the picture in his mind was finally formed. This Meng Po was indeed the figure seen in front of the fourth image, especially the eyes, even more suspected of pulling himself to the culprit of this place.
was stared at by those eyes again, Wang Sheng was chilling all over, and this Meng Po found herself, did she guess wrong earlier.
Forcibly curbed the urge to turn around and flee, Wang Sheng tentatively tried to arch his hand: "I saw seniors in the next Wang Sheng."
The old lady didn't reply, as if she didn't hear and still looked straight at him in this direction.
Wang Sheng moved in his heart and tried to move his body sideways, but he saw that the eyes moved with him and always followed him. Now he had no chance, knowing that Meng Po was staring at herself.
So Wang Sheng once again respectfully said: "I have met seniors in the next Wang Sheng."
But for a moment, there was still no response at all. Wang Sheng put down his scruples and tentatively looked up at the dark eyes, just at the moment of facing Meng Po's eyes.
Suddenly, Meng Po smiled slightly at Wang Sheng.
Wang Sheng's pupils contracted, his body was covered with hair, and his body retreated instinctively.
Meng Po finally responded. He should have been happy, but when he saw the smile, he only felt strange, and at the moment when Meng Po responded, Wang Sheng always had an illusion. It seemed that there was a distant space between the two. It seems to be separated by countless hours.
Confidently, Wang Sheng gritted his teeth and planned to greet him again, but then he saw Meng Po's lips opening and closing in front of him, and he seemed to be saying something to him, but Wang Sheng didn't hear the slightest voice.
He immediately looked at him, trying to judge some information through the mouth shape, but he didn't get anything for a long time.
Meng Po seemed to realize this too, shut her mouth abruptly, and thought for a moment, she stretched out a finger and simply swiped in the air a few times, suddenly a golden light flashed, and a line of text appeared in front of Wang Sheng's eyes.
The texts are some ancient characters. Wang Sheng doesn't recognize any of them, but Wang Sheng knows the meaning of those texts inexplicably. When he sees the content of the text clearly, he is shocked.
"Meng Po, an old lady, has seen Dao You. Since Dao You came here over a long time, it must have changed dramatically." Meng Po, who wrote the text, shook her head and looked a little regretful.
Wang Sheng was shocked, the text was short, but the leaked information made him a little unbelievable.
Cross the river of time!
If what Meng Po said is true, does this scene happen in the past in the distant past, in the past where heaven and earth have not experienced the age of the last law.
In other words, Meng Po in front of him felt his gaze in the past, and tried to communicate with his future man!
At this time, she saw Meng Po's body tremble, her face pale suddenly, and then a ray of blood shed from the corner of her mouth. At the same time, the golden text between her and Wang Sheng shattered and disappeared.
Wang Sheng was surprised, what happened.
The opposite Mengpo seemed to know his doubts and shook her head with a wry smile, then she took a deep breath, her face solemnly raised her finger to sketch in the air again.
But this time the sketch is far less smooth and simple than the last time. It took a long time to describe the next golden character, and the character has been shaking at any time. It may break at any time. Meng Po was trembling violently, and a large mouthful of blood spit out again.
Wang Sheng was shocked. He vaguely speculated that Meng Po’s injury was related to this character. Suddenly, he was solemn and focused on it.
Finally, he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and Meng Po left a simple line of text at the cost of serious injury.
"The avenue is annihilated, and the old is reappearing.
The text is obviously not over yet, but Meng Po can no longer write it down, and it only lasts for a moment. The text crashes suddenly. The opposite Meng Po suddenly looked up to the sky~www.readwn.com~ There was nothing at this time. There was a huge cloud of black cloud for no reason, all kinds of light flashing in the black cloud, much like a thunderbolt.
Wang Sheng throbbed in his heart, and the thunder and lightning made him feel cold for no reason at all, and if Meng Po said correctly, this dark cloud and thunder and lightning made him feel threatened through the ages. .
Looking at the opposite face of Meng Po, her face was solemn, and Wang Sheng suddenly understood why the other party was seriously injured by leaving only two sentences, and was even threatened by the world.
Meng Po is trying to reveal heaven!
Wang Sheng's heart is solemn, this kind of conjecture is unbelievable, but since she can communicate with Meng Po through the ages, she is nothing to reveal the heavens.
In other words, the thunder and lightning cloud in front of me is the punishment of Meng Po for breaking the rules of the world!
At this time, the thunder and lightning were still not triggered, and it was still in the warning part, but if Meng Po continued to leak, she must have suffered the thunder and lightning.
Meng Po looked at it solemnly for a while, and finally she thought a little, and suddenly there was no sign of her hands. A blurred image appeared in her hands. This blurred image seemed to be very important. It made the world roar again, and the layers of thunder and lightning no longer accumulated. , Slammed down.
Seeing this situation, Wang Sheng didn't know that the blurry image must be something that Meng Po wanted to continue to tell himself. He immediately looked at it and remembered the image firmly.
It was only a moment, the image was destroyed, the world of Thunder flooded Meng Po, and the world seemed to be repeated. The image of Meng Po in front of me was blurred for a while, and finally disappeared with the sky of Thunder.
Wang Sheng stared at the blank space with a horrified look, and he finally remembered why this thunder disaster was familiar. This thunder disaster was similar to the thunder disaster encountered when Yuan Zi in the westward journey of the world calculated his chance, but Meng Po’s was even more powerful. That's it.
