e-booksonline Chapter 361 Yellow Soup
Chapter 361 Yellow Soup
Qin He couldn't help but look at it carefully.
The petals are slender, like a woman's willow eyebrows, long and curly, and rolled towards the middle, intertwined with each other, like ten fingers clasped together to make a prayer, with red smoke lingering on it.
Countless smoke gathered together and turned into a burning red carpet, winding to the only bridge on the Huangquan River.
Qin He couldn't help but be dazzled, the flowers in the sun are colorful and colorful, but the only flower in the underworld is a hundred times better than other flowers.
Like a beautiful scroll.
Qin He strolled among the flowers, taking a look here and there, and even picked a Bianhua flower with his own hands.
However, the Bana flower only stayed in Qin He's hands for a few moments before withering, and quickly turned into fireworks and disappeared without a trace.
This flower withered, it was so decisive.
It is indeed the flower of Hades.
"Qin He, His Royal Highness Yan Jun has been waiting for a long time to pick you up in person, what are you waiting for, why don't you cross the bridge quickly." The white-robed judge urged.
"Here we come, why worry!"
Qin He was disturbed, and walked up the Naihe Bridge step by step.
Following Qin He's footsteps, the line of sight is also turning.
Originally, Wangchuan looked like a stream from the hills, but when it came to the riverside, Wangchuan has become a river reaching the sky. Viewed from the bridge, the river is wide, and the water and the sky are the same color.
Only the fireworks of the other shore flowers are still red.
Similarly, the Iron Chain Naihe Bridge has also become an extremely majestic bridge to the sky.
Qin He walked onto the bridge slowly.
Under the huge Tongtian Bridge, the size of countless ferocious water beasts has also enlarged. They have scarlet eyes, iron-clad fangs, a snaketail fish with fangs the size of a ship, a white bone corpse the size of a mountain, and slaps. It's so big, but there are dense groups of python-mouthed iron armored beasts.
The yellow spring was tumbling, they were looming in the water, ups and downs, they roared, and jumped out of the water from time to time, trying to bite Qin He.
But Qin He didn't feel scared at all, instead he looked amazed.
I can't pick it up, but if I can, I really want to pick one up and burn it.
Legend has it that drowning in the river of forgetting is a kind of punishment in the underworld. If the guilty souls are sentenced to drowning in the river, they will turn into snakes and insects and drown in the water of the river of forgetting, and they will never be reborn forever.
Unless the passing soul can be pulled down and replaced.
However, the Naihe Bridge is so majestic, it is not easy to pull the dead souls off the bridge.
Even those bones that are as tall as a mountain are difficult to do.
The Naihe bridge is wide, and Huangquan roars. Walking, Qin He came to the middle of the Huangquan River.
I saw an old woman with an old face and silver hair raising a dark fire on the bridge, cooking a pot of soup. The soup was cloudy, just like the water in the Wangchuan River, constantly tumbling, and there were strands of white of water vapor.
"The flowers on the other side bloom and bloom on the other side, the heart-broken grass is sad and heart-broken, but if there is nothing in front of the bridge, there is nothing to do in front of the three-life stone. A bowl of soup to relieve troubles will separate the troubles of a lifetime and the karma of a lifetime. Reincarnation is light, and you will be reborn in bliss." The old woman. Seeing Qin He, he picked up a bowl and filled a bowl of muddy soup.
"Are you, Po Meng?" Qin He asked.
"Yes." The old woman nodded slowly.
"Is this Mengpo soup?" Qin He glanced at the soup bowl.
"Yes." The old woman nodded again.
"Can I stop drinking?" Qin He looked serious, and that look almost had the expression clearly written on his face: I'm afraid you'll take the medicine.
"No." The old woman frowned, and a hint of impatience flashed in her eyes.
"Then add some coriander, I like the taste of coriander." Qin He said again.
"Mortal thing, you are challenging the majesty of reincarnation." The old woman warned with a horizontal face.
"Are you kidding me, why are you so serious~"
Qin He rolled his eyes, then took the soup bowl from the old woman's hand, carefully put it to his mouth, sniffed it, took a small sip, and asked again: "Is there really no coriander?"