Chapter 371: Meng Po Has No Soup (1402 words) |
The Naihe Bridge before them was built with huge black rocks, looking very ancient.
Yang Haoran and Xu Meijing walked side by side on this Naihe Bridge. Yang Haoran felt a bit strange in his heart, a feeling of mixed laughter and tears.
Whether it was the previous Yellow Springs Road or the current Naihe Bridge, in the world of the living, they were symbols of parting between life and death, and countless tragic and sorrowful stories had been passed down. But now, the two of them were the opposite, not only showing no signs of parting between life and death, but even treating this place as a tourist attraction.
After a while, Yang Haoran and Xu Meijing had walked a distance on this Naihe Bridge, and the eerie stone pavilion was getting closer and closer to them.
"Will there be Meng Po in the stone pavilion? Will there be Meng Po's Soup?" Yang Haoran asked Xu Meijing beside him with a smile.
"Meng Po is there, but there is no Meng Po's Soup as in the mortal world," Xu Meijing said with a smile.
"Oh?" Yang Haoran was piqued by Xu Meijing's words, and a curious expression appeared on his face.
"Don't ask too much, or the other underworld envoys might laugh at us. You'll know when we reach the stone pavilion."
Yang Haoran wanted to ask a few more questions, but Xu Meijing shut him down, so he obediently swallowed his words.
After walking for a while, the two arrived at the stone pavilion on Naihe Bridge, and Yang Haoran could see the situation inside the pavilion.
Inside the pavilion sat a woman. She looked very young and beautiful, wearing a thin shirt and holding a smoking pipe. Sometimes she would take an enjoyable puff, sometimes she would look at the River of Oblivion under Naihe Bridge with a bored expression, and sometimes she would smile at the passing underworld envoys.
The passing underworld envoys had to go through the stone pavilion to reach the other side of Naihe Bridge, so the pavilion where the woman sat was an unavoidable path.
The woman did not stop the passing underworld envoys, allowing them to pass through the pavilion. Sometimes she would glance at the passing envoys, but more often she wouldn't even look at them.
However, just because she didn't look at the passing underworld envoys didn't mean the envoys dared to ignore her existence. All the passing underworld envoys would respectfully bow to this woman, whether she noticed them or not.
"Remember to bow later," Xu Meijing reminded Yang Haoran in a low voice, and the two followed the underworld envoys in front of them into the stone pavilion.
Yang Haoran and Xu Meijing's appearance did not attract the woman's attention, because in her eyes, they were just ordinary underworld envoys. Of course, she would not be interested in them.
After the two slightly bowed to the woman, they headed out of the stone pavilion. Until they left, the woman did not look at them, instead smoking boredly while watching the struggling ghosts in the River of Oblivion below.
"The woman just now was Meng Po you mentioned, but this Meng Po has no soup, isn't she different from what you imagined?"
After leaving the pavilion, Xu Meijing explained in a low voice.
Yang Haoran nodded, then said, "Indeed, it's different from what I imagined. What I didn't expect was that Meng Po's status in the Underworld is so high."
"Her status is just one level higher than ours, but that one level makes the difference in power as vast as between heaven and earth," Xu Meijing said softly.
Upon hearing this, Yang Haoran's expression changed slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "Do you mean she is a guardian?"
"Correct, she is indeed a guardian, at the same level as the divine envoy Luo Yao," Xu Meijing nodded and answered softly.
Yang Haoran had thought Meng Po was at the level of a Burial Master, and only because her strength was far beyond ordinary Burial Masters, possibly even having opened the Heaven and Earth twin souls, she had a very high status in the underworld, above other Burial Masters.
However, Xu Meijing's words made him quite surprised, because he really didn't expect that Meng Po was actually a guardian.
Above Burial Masters were guardians, and although it was only one level difference, this level was as difficult to cross as a vast ocean.
A Night Watch wants to become a Burial Master, which is extremely difficult and requires a great deal of luck.
For a Burial Master to become a guardian, the difficulty would be multiplied by thousands or even tens of thousands!
To become a guardian, the minimum requirement is to successfully open the Heaven and Earth souls, and not to mention how difficult it is to open the Earth soul, even if one succeeds in opening the Heaven and Earth souls, the chances of becoming a guardian are still extremely slim.
This is because the number of guardians is fixed and very small, so the competition is extremely fierce. It is an understatement to say that it is a selection from thousands of miles away, which shows how difficult it is to become a guardian.
It is precisely because of this understanding that Yang Haoran was extremely surprised that Meng Po was a guardian.
As for the Luo Yao mentioned by Xu Meijing, this person is not Captain Luo of the Spirit Police, but rather the person in black who promoted him from a Night Watch to a Burial Master.
Luo Yao is a guardian, and Meng Po is at the same level as Luo Yao!
"Now you know why every Underworld Envoy passing by the stone pavilion has to bow to him?" Seeing Yang Haoran's surprised expression, Xu Meijing asked.
Yang Haoran didn't say anything, only nodding his head.
Seeing that Yang Haoran didn't speak, Xu Meijing didn't say anything more, as saying too much might be overheard by the passing Underworld Envoys, or even by Meng Po inside the stone pavilion. Who knows if beings like Meng Po have special abilities like extraordinary hearing.
Neither of them said anything more, just stepping forward towards the end of Naihe Bridge. Yang Haoran was deep in thought, not knowing what he was thinking about, while Xu Meijing's brow was slightly furrowed, and her expression was not very good.
After walking off Naihe Bridge, Yang Haoran noticed that Xu Meijing's expression was a bit off, so he asked, "What's wrong? You don't look too good."
Xu Meijing's brow was still slightly furrowed, and then she spoke in a somewhat displeased tone, "In my life, I hate bowing to anyone the most. One day, I'll make everyone bow to me, and I won't have to bow to them."
Yang Haoran thought something big had happened, but he didn't expect that Xu Meijing's unpleasant expression was only because she had bowed to Meng Po earlier.
"A real man should be able to bend and stretch," Yang Haoran said with a smile.
Xu Meijing glared at Yang Haoran and said, "I'm not a man, but if I were, I probably wouldn't be able to accept bowing to others."
"We've just left Naihe Bridge, keep your voice down," Yang Haoran smiled helplessly and reminded Xu Meijing.
Xu Meijing also realized that it wasn't appropriate for her to say such things at this moment, so she didn't argue with Yang Haoran any further. After a cold snort, she put her hands in her pockets and walked towards the city gate of the underworld.
Yang Haoran smiled and shook his head, then quickly stepped forward to catch up with Xu Meijing.
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