1, twelve zodiac signs, memories

Xiaojun? It sounds so natural. The drunkard felt a little hot and immediately said, "My surname is Zhao, and my name is Dazu. Just call me a drunkard. Everyone calls me that."

"Oh, Mr. Zhao, Grand Master, such a nice name!" Xiaojun smiled, looking serious.

When the drunkard heard her say this, a turbulent heart arose in his heart.

What, Mr. Zhao? Alas, after living for so long, everyone calls him a drunkard. Almost no one respects him, basically with contempt and contempt. And he is actually used to others looking down on him, and he looks down on them, it doesn't matter. So, when such a beautiful girl is polite to him, he is really at a loss.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Xiaojun couldn't help asking with concern when he saw the drunkard in a daze.

"Oh, no, no, nothing, girl, well, Xiaojun, I'll go, go, go, help you find your husband!" The drunkard was a little embarrassed and suddenly stuttered. He paused and began to look around in the crowd.

"Ah, stop looking for it, what's the use!" At this time, the white-haired old lady rushed out from somewhere and shouted: "I remember, I'm completely reminded of it now. I've been here many times, with sun and moon. Needless to say, there is a Mengpo Village ahead. Everyone who goes to reincarnate must drink her Mengpo soup. You can reincarnate, but after drinking it, you will remember nothing. You will forget everything in your previous life! I have lived for so long, and I haven't remembered what I was doing in my previous life. What your husband is, I'm afraid I don't know where to be someone's husband when I reincarnate!"

"What, how could such a thing happen? I don't believe it!" The girl couldn't help but scream. If this was true, it would have been a big blow to her!

"Believe it or not, let's know everything. I've experienced it many times. The soup tastes good. After drinking the soup, I will cross the Naihe Bridge, then the Hall of Reincarnation, and then I will sleep, and then I don't remember anything. Whether you believe it or not, Mengpozhuang is right in front of me." The old lady said, closing her eyes, and she was trying hard to recall.

"I don't believe it either. How could I forget everything? I still remember what kind of crotch-open pants I wore when I was a child." The drunkard couldn't listen to the old lady saying this. He was afraid that Xiaojun would be sad.

"If you don't believe it, I didn't force you to believe it, ahh, I'm a dragon, I'm a chicken. Ahh. I'm a ox, I'm a rabbit, why do I seem to have all been passed, just a rat!" The old lady rushed to the twelve zodiac sculptures erected beside the square like crazy, hugging the twisted snake, shaking...

At this moment, two cranes on the big tree next to the road suddenly screamed fiercely, then flapped their wings and rushed towards the old lady. In just a while, the old lady was caught by her sharp claws and rose into the air. In a blink of an eye, it turned into clouds and disappeared, leaving only a large group of people who were stunned and silly.

"Okay, everyone is ready to set off. There are so many mountains, rivers and scenery ahead. Don't listen to the old lady's strange and strange talk. She is crazy, so she needs treatment now." The fairy who was still working hard to perform just now stopped at this time and used a smile to soothe the panicked crowd.

However, the drunkard muttered in his heart. He knew that there was a man in blue hidden behind Canghe, and the man in blue had never had good intentions, so he turned to Xiaojun and said, "Xiaojun, I think there may be something bad about it before, otherwise why would this old lady be arrested all of a sudden? Let's be careful."

Xiaojun has long been scared to death by the old lady's words. If it is true, she will never be able to see her husband again. What should I do? As she thought about it, she lowered her head, her eyes turned red, and she stopped talking, and she could only cry secretly.

"Anyway, it's coming soon. Let's go and ask clearly first and then make a decision, okay?" the drunkard asked Xiaojun.

"Okay, you will help me anyway, right, Dazu?" Xiaojun looked at the drunkard in despair. This was her last straw for life.

"Okay, don't worry, I will definitely help you wherever you go." The drunkard nodded firmly, and suddenly felt that he was extremely tall and a man!

Now I believe in fate. When the drunkard recalls the nurse's sister's words, Xiaojun in front of me must be the reason for fate.

Xiaojun smiled happily. She really believed in alcoholics 100%, no, she was the Great Ancestor.

"Or what if I play another flute, maybe my husband will hear it?" Xiaojun picked up the flute as he said.

"Okay, wow, your flute is so beautiful!" The first time the drunkard looked at the flute carefully. It was a dark green jade flute, very delicate, and a peach blossom carved on it, which was so beautiful.

"It was given to me by my father on my tenth birthday. It is said that it was given to me by a Bodhisattva." Xiaojun said this, and his face looked much better again. "I loved staying at home when I was a child. Playing the flute is my favorite. Whenever I play, many birds always fly over and sing with me. I miss it so much!"

"That's right, you play so well. If I were a bird, I would definitely fly over and listen carefully. I think your husband likes your flute sound too."

"Absolutely, I'll blow it to him every day, so as long as he hears it, he will definitely come to me."

As he was speaking, with a rumbling sound, the stage where the fairy was performing suddenly disappeared, and the smoke dissipated. What was presented to everyone was a huge blue glass archway with flying eaves and ridges, very majestic. In the middle, there was a white marble plaque with three big characters written in official script: Mengpozhuang.

Have Mengpozhuang arrived? Almost everyone looked up at the same time.

At the end of the road ahead, there were clouds and mist, white clouds, and behind the archway, a staggered palace-style manor was faintly visible, with lush banyan trees densely spreading among them, making them look particularly quiet.

Ah, it's really here, it turns out to be very beautiful! Everyone cheered in unison!

Seeing this, you may have questions in your mind. You said that Mengpozhuang above is a archway, a golden pillar, and a jade glass. They are all real and heavy guys. Are you not afraid that they will be too heavy and smashed down? Haha, please rest assured that when good things have not fallen from the sky, everyone, everything there is supported by energy bars, it is a space that is displayed with energy, and it is not the same as what you use to display with static objects in the world!

2. Secret meeting with Meng Po, with a lot of heart

The King of Hell always feels upset and vaguely feels that something will happen.

"Niutao and horse face, go and summon Meng Po, I have something to ask her." The King of Hell remembered that Meng Po came and hadn't been to patrol her for a long time. It was time to call her over and ask.

"I understand, let's go now!" The bull-headed and horse-faced turned around and floated out. They came without a trace and went without a shadow like ghosts.

Mengpozhuang is actually next door to the underground palace, the junction between the underground palace and the heavenly palace, but in fact it still belongs to the jurisdiction of the underground palace. Because Mengpozhuang's function is to guide the dead souls and lead them to the road of reincarnation, it can only be set up in the underground palace. The heavenly palace is a place that no mortal can enter. However, the difference between Mengpozhuang from the underground palace is that it has the temperament of the heavenly palace, which is magnificent, sunny and joyful, giving people a pleasant feeling, which is completely different from the dark and suppressing death atmosphere of the underground palace. The leader Mengpo and her three little sisters Meng Jiang Mengge Mengyong were also assigned by the Heavenly Palace Taishang Laojun, and their positions are also organized by the Heavenly Palace. Therefore, Mengpozhuang is a special district in the underground palace. This made the King of Hell feel very unhappy, like a thorn inserted into his throat, which could not be vomited or swallowed.

After a while, Meng Po had already arrived at the palace of the King of Hell.

When Meng Po came, she was full of glory, which was completely different from the atmosphere of the underground palace. Although she looked in her thirties, she was full of red face, white skin and red in the middle, dressed very gorgeously, with red sleeves in green clothes, tied up her hair bun, and smiled with her eyes. When she saw the King of Hell, she hurriedly knelt down to pay her respects.

"Meng Po has seen the prince. I have been paying my respects for a long time. I will apologize for my guilt. I hope the prince will forgive me!" Although Meng Po's voice was mature, it was also sweet.

"Well, you must be very busy recently, so don't be too polite, I understand." The King of Hell said slowly. "This time I asked you to come here, I want to ask if everything has been going well recently and if there is anything particularly difficult to deal with?"

"Well, most people were reincarnated smoothly. Those who were extremely guilty were punished to go to hell. Only a few people who were unwilling to drink Mengpo soup were basically punished to go to the black room to reflect on it, and finally it was solved. So, although it was repeated over and over again, there was still no problem in general." Mengpo looked relaxed, and could see that there was no trouble in her.

"That's good. I've been worried about something big about you recently. It seems that I'm over-concerned. Hahahaha." The King of Hell was relieved when he heard Meng Po say this.

"The key is that the prince is good at leadership so that we can have a smooth flow." Meng Po naturally relaxed even more when he saw that the prince of Hell was happy.

"So, has anyone sent someone to patrol in the Heavenly Palace recently? Has the Supreme Lord of the Supreme Lord come?" The King of Hell suddenly remembered something and asked after a change of tone.

"This is really not. I haven't seen anyone in the Heavenly Palace for a long time. I just talk to three little sisters every day." Meng Po heard the King of Hell's question, and knew that there was something in his words and didn't want to answer more.

"So that's the case. Laojun must be practicing some secret weapons. He recommended you to me. I haven't come to see it for so long, which means he has something wrong with it." The King of Hell picked up the teacup and took a sip, grabbed the life-and-death brute again and read it.

"If nothing else will Meng Po take his leave?" Meng Po saw the prince busy and thought to go back.

"Yes," the King of Hell nodded.

"Puff puff puff!" Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps came from outside. The King of Hell looked up and saw that it was Feng Yang, a man in blue.

"What's the matter? I'm so busy?" The King of Hell asked when he saw him panting.

Seeing Meng Po by the side, Feng Yang wanted to speak but stopped.

"Oh, Feng Yang is here, then you guys talk, I'll take a leave first." Meng Po said that and was about to leave.

"It's okay, Feng'er, just say it. You can let Meng Po listen to anything." The King of Hell signaled Meng Po to sit down.

"Yes, I saw the reckless man in Sun and Moon Square. He had a feather fan in his hand, and the feather fan looked not simple. Since he could slap my two cranes at once, I almost couldn't control it." Feng Yang said hurriedly.

"It's so powerful. Your two cranes are divine objects. He is just an ordinary person. Where did he get the treasure?" The King of Hell was a little unbelievable.

"I don't understand either. He is now with a young girl, and they are preparing to come to Mengpozhuang together." Feng Yangqi was still not calm and spoke very quickly.

"I have to drink soup and be reincarnated when I come. What else can I do?" The King of Hell looked numb.

"Yes, no matter how powerful it is, it is a way to go. I can do my best to deal with all kinds of dissatisfaction." Meng Po continued.

"This is definitely, but I suddenly discovered something strange." Feng Yang wanted to speak but stopped and hesitated.

"Well, what's the matter? Tell me, hurry up." The King of Hell was most dissatisfied with his hesitant look, and had no decisive temperament at all.

"I think that girl looks so familiar, it looks like..." Feng Yang hesitated as he said.

"Say, who do you look like?" The King of Hell became a little angry.

"She, I really want to be my friend of a long time ago, the flower god..." Feng Yang finally explained clearly.

"The God of Flower, is the girl you and her quarrel every day?" The King of Hell was shocked, "Hasn't she disappeared for thousands of years?"

"Yes, I just think she's like it. Maybe she's just a mortal." Feng Yang said in a low voice.

"Who is the Flower God?" At this time, Meng Po, who was beside him, couldn't help but speak.

"This, I've been talking about it for a long time. You can go back first. Will the Flower God see you soon? Anyway, there is only one way to be reincarnated." After saying that, the King of Hell fell into thinking.

"Do you want me to follow Meng Po to see there?" Feng Yang said again.

"No need, Meng Po Village's affairs will be solved easily." After saying that, the King of Hell closed his eyes.

Three, legend, Meng Po Meng Gong

Meng Po returned to the village, thinking about the words of the King of Hell just now, feeling something in his words, and wondering, so she went back to the room alone to prepare to rest.

Meng Ge is usually closest to Meng Po. Seeing Meng Po’s worries, he stepped forward and asked with concern: “My mother, is there anything wrong with the King of Hell to treat you?”

"It's nothing, just talk about some official business. Please take a closer look. Recently, there may be two people who are more difficult to deal with, one man and one woman, do you know?" Meng Po said to Meng Ge.

"I understand, I will pay attention." Meng Ge retreated when he saw that Meng Po didn't want to say much.

Meng Po then untied her clothes and put on the bed and squinted her eyes. The past scenes couldn't help but rise in her memory...

Speaking of Mengpozhuang, you must have a relationship with Mengpo. So who is Mengpo? In layman's terms, Mengpo is the boss's wife, but Mengpo is single. Doesn't she have a husband? Yes, it's a pity that she is not in the heaven but in the earth! So, is Mengpo an old lady? No, she looks very young and has a charm. So, is she a god? Why did she build a Mengpozhuang here?

This is a long story, okay, let’s briefly introduce Meng Po’s origin (don’t tell me, you know more than me!).

Meng Po was born in the beautiful Jiangnan and was the descendant of a Chinese medicine family. She married at the age of 20 and opened a Chinese medicine shop in Hangzhou with her husband Meng Gong. Her husband collected herbs and decocted herbs. Although she was only in her thirties, she was already a well-known doctor who helped the world. By chance, Meng Po extracted a peerless medicine from the Forgetful Grass picked by Meng Gong. The soup made with it was colorless and tasteless, once she drank a bowl, any worries disappeared instantly, and all unhappy places were forgotten in a blink of an eye. So everyone called it Meng Po soup.

Once, Changxing floods and floods destroyed hundreds of villages overnight, and the people died and injured countless people. It was really corpses everywhere. Dead pigs, dead sheep and dead people floated everywhere in the river. Many families were broken. That was a tragic scene. That scene was really a hell on earth. I couldn't bear to see it. Life was worse than death. Just when everyone was in despair and was in pain, Meng Po found out, so she rushed over to give free soup to those who were still alive. As a result, those who drank the soup suddenly forgot all the sadness and sorrow, which made them quickly cheer up and finally built a new and beautiful home on the ruins.

This incident caused a sensation, and even the Heavenly Court took it seriously. Angels were specially sent to follow and observe, and Meng Po's deeds were then recorded in the Heavenly Court.

Unfortunately, once, Meng Po suddenly rose and wanted to pick the Forget-Wretch grass with Meng Gong. It was a cliff growing on the top of Yandang Mountain. It was a rare danger in the human world. Meng Gong tried hard to persuade him but refused to listen, so he had to agree.

That afternoon, the two parents-in-law were crossing mountains and ridges with great enthusiasm. The weather suddenly changed and it rained heavily. For a moment, danger was everywhere. When they passed a cliff on the top of the mountain, they accidentally slipped and fell into the middle of the mountain. Fortunately, there was a pine climbing on the cliff on the mountainside and they were caught, so they struggled there.

But the pine is too crisp and it feels like it will soon be unable to hold on to the weight of the two people. At this critical moment, Meng Po said in order to save her husband's life, Husband, for me, you must hold on and live well, see you in the next life. After that, he relaxed and fell into the bottomless abyss.

Meng Po's feat made Meng Gong cry. He shouted his beloved wife's name, but there was only a terrifying sound of the wind at the bottom of the valley.

After a while, the sky cleared, and Meng Gong finally escaped from danger with the help of passers-by, but he and Meng Po were separated forever from now on.

So, what happened later?

Meng Po’s deeds have long been perceived by the Heavenly Court, so when she was reincarnated, she was summoned by the Jade Emperor and the Supreme Lord, and promoted her from a mortal to a god, avoiding the suffering of reincarnation. You must know that this is absolutely not easy, and it is one in a billionth of probability. Why do you say that?

After the establishment of the Heavenly Court, the basic structure has been determined, and the positions of all the gods are also determined. Gods are not allowed to reproduce. Therefore, if you want to increase the configuration of gods, you have to choose from among us mortals. That is ten thousand times more difficult than the college entrance examination. Choosing one in a million is not counted, and choosing one in a million is not much. Moreover, you either have a chance every year or once every five hundred years. How difficult do you think it is?
To be continued...