The architecture of the scene imitates the Tang Dynasty style, and the program team used special lighting effects to make it eerie. , the place where they are now is a large lawn, the ground is overgrown with weeds, the lights hidden in the grass make it green and faint, moving with the wind, at first glance, it looks like countless ghost claws.
From time to time, all kinds of piercing screams and cries floated in the cold air, which really gave some people a feeling of ghostliness.
After just delaying for a while, twenty minutes have passed.
Two hours is four hours, which means there are still three hours and forty minutes before the reincarnation door opens.
Sheng Qiao said quickly: "Let's look around first to find a way to restore health.
There should be hidden tasks.
The reincarnation door only opens six times, and we have to leave one person each time."
After Zhao Yu finished his story, he waved his hand: "This is the end of what I have said, so you can do what you want."
Then he led the ox-headed horse-faced man and the little devil with him and turned around and left.
Several people also started to move forward.
They didn't go far before they saw a river more than two meters wide in front of them.
There was a stone tablet beside the river with the word "Forget River" engraved on it.
There were several oil pans set up by the river, and ghost-looking men were standing by the pots, throwing a skinny little ghost into the pots.
I don’t know where the show team found the extras and how realistic they want them to be.
If the fire under the pot wasn't created with special lighting effects, I would have thought it was frying a kid.
The kid in the pot screamed miserably.
The program crew really dared to do this.
Everyone came closer and smelled it, and found that all the oil was poured into the pot.
Gui Cha poked the kid with the iron fork in his hand and cursed angrily: "What are you shouting for?"
The kid covered his face and cried bitterly: "I feel bad that my clothes were burned just now.
I only wore them once and they were covered in oil."
Guizha laughed: "Use standing laundry detergent, no matter how many oil stains there are, you won't be afraid."
Everyone: "" I believe your lies.
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When the ghost saw several people watching the fun, he turned around and said angrily, "Do you know why this kid was fried in oil?"
Sheng Qiao answered tentatively: "Why?"
Guizha: "It's just because I looked at me twice in the crowd."
Sheng Qiao: "" Everyone turned around and ran.
When they reached the front, Wangchuan blocked their way, but there was a wooden bridge on the river.
It didn't take much thinking to figure out that it was the Naihe Bridge.
There was an old woman standing at the end of the bridge.
She had a big pot in front of her and was stirring the pot with a spoon.
When she saw a few people approaching, she said with a friendly face: "Everyone, would you like some soup?"
It’s Mrs.
Meng.
Shen Junyi took a closer look and saw that the soup in the pot was green and thick, exuding a strange smell.
He immediately covered his nose and said, "I won't drink it."
Meng Po sneered twice: "If you don't drink Meng Po soup, you are not allowed to cross the Naihe Bridge."
This is the road in front of us, and the main scenes are at the other end of Naihe Bridge.
Po Meng took out a bowl from behind, took a spoon to scoop out the soup in the pot, and put it in the middle: "Who drinks first?"
Fang Zhi glanced at the thick and thick green soup in the bowl and almost vomited.
She said in Taiwanese accent: "It looks like thick phlegm."
Everyone: ""
Damn it, I couldn't even drink anymore after hearing what she said.
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Shen Junyi said: "What nonsense are you talking to her about?
There are many of us, so tie her up first."
Ji Jiayou was a polite child.
He hesitated and said, "It's not very good to treat an old man like this."
Zeng Ming smiled and said: "Old man, we have something to discuss.
Do you think you can let us go if you drink this soup?
After all, if you take action, you will suffer the loss, right?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Po Meng sneered twice and said loudly: "Everyone, come out."
Four giant ghosts suddenly walked out from behind the trees on the other side of the bridge.
They looked like they were practicing fitness.
Their muscles were so bulging that they could kill someone if they hit them with their fists.
The four people came over and stood behind Po Meng.
Po Meng sneered and said, "Who's going to suffer now?"
Then she glanced at her, "Who said that I should be tied up just now?"
Shen Junyi looked at Sheng Qiao with a look of sorrow and said angrily: "Brother, why did you say something rude just now to us juniors?
Do you know that we must respect our elders?"
Sheng Qiao: "" Po Meng pointed at Shen Juanyi: "Go, tie him up, and let him taste the thick soup that I have brewed with three thousand years of evil ghost brains."
Shen Junyi: "vomit" Then several people watched helplessly as Shen Junyi was held down by four burly men and poured a bowl of Meng Po soup.
It's really terrible.
Sheng Qiao held back his disgust and poked Shen Junyi who was lying on the ground with a finger: "What does it smell like?"
Shen Juanyi squeezed his neck and said with difficulty: "It's too painful."
Meng Po said on the side: "Suffering is the right thing.
In life, everything is suffering, and Meng Po Tang is the last suffering of human beings.
After the suffering, all the past events will turn into clouds, without thoughts, no thoughts, no knowledge and no permanent."
Shen Juanyi lay on the ground and said in a hoarse voice: "I understand, this is what a vegetative state is."
Po Meng: "" Sheng Qiao walked to the pot and smelled it, then turned around and said to a few people: "It should be boiled with bitter melon powder.
Drink it.
It will clear away heat and detoxify."
There were four muscular men here, and they had to drink even if they didn't want to drink.
A few of them held their noses and drank a bowl of Meng Po soup before crossing the river.
As soon as he crossed the river, the health value on his shoulder dinged and increased a little.
Sheng Qiao: "I told you it would increase health points, so I can just drink another ninety-nine bowls, right?"
Director Team: "" Po Meng said coldly: "This soup of Xiangdemei Laoshen is made from the brains of evil ghosts from three thousand years ago.
Even the Jade Emperor in the heaven wouldn't give it to him even if he wanted to ask for it.
You kid, you're not rude, you still want to I want ninety-nine bowls.”
Shen Junyi: "The Jade Emperor tastes really strong."
Po Meng: "Tie him up and use him to make soup."
Shen Junyi ran away.
Ahead is a ghost street.
A dilapidated red lantern swayed slightly from the eaves, and the ghosts who came and went had iron chains tied between their feet.
The streets were filled with the clattering sound of iron chains moving.
There were quite a few shops on the street, and the extras who went in and out of each shop were pale and ghostly.
Sheng Qiao looked around and said thoughtfully, "You should be able to find the mission point on this street."
As soon as I finished speaking, I heard someone shouting from the front: "We are recruiting workers.
If you are interested, come and sign up quickly."
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Several people hurried over and saw a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes standing at the intersection with his hands on his hips.
Several people gathered around him and asked, "Are you here to apply for a job?"
Sheng Qiao: "Yes, I dare to ask, big brother, what are you recruiting here?"
The eldest brother said: "Look at what I'm wearing, what do I look like?"
Several people took a look at what he was wearing.
He had a white scarf on his head, an undershirt, and a red belt around his waist.
He had a Northwest flavor.
Shen Junyi said confidently: "I see that you are good at yangko dance.
I'm a great dancer.
Why don't I do it for you on the spot?"
Big brother: "I am a blacksmith.
If you see the chains worn by the ghosts on the street, they are all made by me."
Shen Junyi: "Then why are you wearing a red silk tie around your waist?"
Big brother: "Do you understand this year of your life?"
Shen Junyi: "" There was an iron shop on the street.
It was freezing all around, but the front of the iron shop was warm.
Several people had goosebumps from the cold all the way there, and they quickly gathered around to warm themselves up by the fire.
Sheng Qiao warmed his hands and asked several people: "This should be a mission point.
After completion, life points will be added.
Who will take this mission?"
Fang Zhi quickly raised her hand: "Me, me, I'm too cold, I want to warm myself up here."
None of them had any objections, so Fang Zhi stayed here while the others continued to move forward.
Immediately afterwards, several people found jobs in the dream shop, the letter shop, and the underworld exchange office.
In the end, only Shen Juanyi and Sheng Qiao were still missing.
The two walked through the ghost street, winding and winding, and came to an open flower field.
Looking around, there are red flower lamps everywhere.
When illuminated by the red lights hidden on the ground, they become even more colorful.
Flowers bloomed for hundreds of miles, but there was not a single green leaf.
Sheng Qiao thought of a legend about Huangquan.
The flowers bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years.
The flowers and leaves never see each other.
I think this is the flower on the other side.
There was a bamboo house in the flower field, and a woman in white clothes and skirt sat by the window.
She didn't see her face, but only heard a voice saying: "Who are you?
Why are you lingering beside my flower field?
You want to steal the flowers?"
The voice sounded strangely familiar.
Shen Juanyi: "Hey, isn't this the Prince of Hell?
Why do you have so many different positions?"
Zhao Yu ignored him and was immersed in his role.
He stood up slowly and walked out, saying quietly: "I am the envoy of the flower field on the other side.
I have been guarding the flower field here for more than a thousand years.
If you are here to steal the flowers, you are still here."
It’s best to leave quickly.”
Shen Junyi: "You will make announcements if you pretend to be the Lord of Hell."
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Zhao Yu looked confused and asked Sheng Qiao: "What bird language did he say?"
Sheng Qiao: "The Prince of Hell issued a notice full of nonsense.
He is scolding you."
Zhao Yu was immediately furious: "If you say one more word, I will chop you into pieces and use them as food for flowers."
Sheng Qiao suppressed her laughter and asked her: "I dare to ask the messenger, is there any work here for us to water the flowers, loosen the soil, etc."
Zhao Yu snorted and pretended to straighten his sleeves: "There is no need to water the flowers and loosen the soil, but recently for some unknown reason many ghost rats came to Huangquan and gnawed the flower roots in the flower field.
If you are willing, you can catch these ghost rats.
Come on."
Sheng Qiao was a little afraid of rats, knowing that they were probably rats, so he quickly pushed Shen Juanyi: "I will give you such an easy task, come on."
Shen Junyi ran away quickly before he could retort.
Shen Junyi and Zhao Yu were left in the flower field, staring at each other for a long time.
Zhao Yu yelled at him: "Why don't you go catch mice and see what this envoy is doing before you have seen this beauty?"
Shen Junyi: "The messenger's surname is Wang, the king who sells melons."
Zhao Yu: "" Sheng Qiao, who ran a few meters away, turned around and shouted: "He scolded you, Wang Po, for selling melons and bragging about yourself."
Zhao Yu: "" It’s been a few months since we last met, where did he learn so many curse words gd1806102: