NFBE Chapter 323 Wangchuan
Chapter 323 Wangchuan
Yun Yao gave him a thumbs up, a very perfunctory compliment.
"That's awesome! You're so amazing!"
Su Yuchen: "..."
"Wanwan, hasn't anyone ever told you that you're naughty?"
"Skin? Who dares to talk about me? I think he doesn't want his skin anymore!"
"Wait... this doesn't sound like something you would say." Yun Yao looked at Su Yuchen with some suspicion.
Su Yuchen smiled slightly and turned the steering wheel.
"Mo Peichen taught me."
Yun Yao: "..." She knew it!
"Forget it, I'm magnanimous, I won't hold it against you!" Yun Yao waved her hand.
The car returned to silence, but there was no awkwardness at all. The two were like an old married couple, comfortable and at ease.
"Earth Immortal? The cultivation level of an Earth Immortal is about right." Yun Yao murmured.
"Wanwan, what are you saying?"
Yun Yao tilted her head and looked at Su Yuchen.
"I'll take you somewhere, are you interested?"
"it is good."
"Aren't you going to ask me where I'm going?"
"With you here, I can go anywhere."
Yun Yao: "..." Su Liaoliao!
Even Su Yuchen didn't expect Yun Yao to bring him here.
The wind and sand howled in front of me, and as far as the eye could see, there was not a single living thing. The sky was dim and yellow, pressing down so low that it was suffocating.
"Where is this?" Su Yuchen asked.
"The River of Oblivion".
The River of Oblivion? Su Yuchen paused slightly.
Noticing Su Yuchen's unusual behavior, Yun Yao turned to look at him.
"what happened?"
"It's nothing." Su Yuchen's voice was somewhat suppressed.
"It's good that you're alright. If you feel unwell, be sure to tell me," Yun Yao instructed, her back to Su Yuchen.
"Ah."
They walked for an unknown amount of time until a black river appeared, with a dilapidated wooden bridge spanning it.
Under the bridge, a long queue had formed.
Seeing this, Yun Yao forced a bitter smile.
It was right here that her wedding turned into a joyous funeral.
Suddenly, a hand wrapped around her shoulder, and the chill around her dissipated, gradually turning her warm.
Yun Yao looked up, somewhat dazed.
“Su Yuchen…”
"Wanwan, don't be afraid, I'm here."
In front of others, she is the supreme and indestructible ancestor.
In Su Yuchen's eyes, she was his precious treasure, a treasure that needed to be cherished in every way.
Yun Yao smiled, pulled the large hand off his shoulder, and intertwined her fingers with his.
"Let's go."
Beneath the Bridge of Helplessness, the queue is made up of souls, and there is no end in sight.
Yun Yao walked toward the fat man wearing a chef's hat who was ladling soup.
Where is Meng Po?
The ghosts are so attached to the world that no one here is willing to speak.
The fat chef, who had been forced into hard labor by Meng Po for so many years, was hearing a ghost speak to him for the first time, and turned his head with some curiosity.
When he saw the two large, golden figures, he dropped the spoon in his hand.
"Human...human?"
Yun Yao: “…”
"Where is Meng Po?"
"Lady Meng Po, she's...she's over there." The fat chef pointed to the tents pitched in the distance.
Yun Yao: "..." The people here are really trendy and keep up with the times.
"Call her over," Yun Yao said calmly.
The chubby chef looked at the spoon in his hand and the long queue, feeling somewhat troubled.
“I’m just an employee. I have monthly targets and performance quotas. If I leave my post without permission, my wages will be deducted.”
Yun Yao was on the verge of exploding, but Su Yuchen pulled her back.
"We'll ladle the soup for you, go and call Meng Po."
"Lady Meng Po doesn't meet just anyone!"
Su Yuchen: "..."
Clusters of blue flames had already risen in his hands.
"I...I'm going right now!"
They look like adults from somewhere! He can't afford to offend them!
The fat chef ran incredibly fast.
Su Yuchen picked up the spoon from the ground, wiped it clean, and put it back into the big pot.
"Wanwan, this must be the Meng Po soup, right?" Su Yuchen asked as he ladled out the soup.
"Ah."
Will drinking this really make you forget your past?
"Ah."
“But it smells terrible.” When Su Yuchen turned around, Yun Yao was nowhere to be seen.
Ten meters away, Yun Yao had already put on a mask and was playfully waving at Su Yuchen.
Su Yuchen: "..."
The portly chef ran breathlessly to the tent and asked respectfully.
"Lady Meng Po, two officials wish to see you."
"Watching a show, can't see me." A female voice came from inside the tent.
"They seem to need to speak with you."
"Tell them to get lost, stop bothering me while I'm watching my show!" With that, a flip-flop flew out of the tent.
The fat chef picked it up and placed it very respectfully at the tent entrance.
"Alright, I'll go and refuse them right away."
Just as they were about to leave, they heard Meng Po's voice again.
"What did you just say? My lord? Which lord?"
"I don't know. They look like a pair of con artists, but the man's palms can make fire."
(The conman himself: "..." Say that again! Who looks like a conman! Su Yuchen, don't stop me, I'll beat this fatso into a meat patty!)
Hands can start fires? That's great! She won't even need to start a fire when making soup anymore! Let's catch him to be our fire-starting assistant!
In a moment, a gray figure darted out of the tent and headed straight for the Bridge of Helplessness.
Meng Po stood on the Bridge of Helplessness, flicked her long sleeves, and tapped her cane, causing all the souls to kneel down.
"Greetings, Meng Po." The voice was wooden and mechanical.
Meng Po's appearance isn't particularly outstanding, but she's quite pleasing to the eye. It's just that her fashion sense... is really not good.
She wore a gray athletic mini skirt, ripped jeans, and high heels.
She was closing her eyes, feeling this supreme reverence.
Yun Yao: "..." Meng Po's act was perfect!
Meng Po slowly opened her eyes and saw two figures standing out conspicuously in the crowd.
"How dare you! Why don't you kneel!"
Meng Po, who was so eager to catch a fire-starting laborer, had long forgotten the fat chef's words.
He said the two people who came were adults from who-knows-where.
Yun Yao took off her mask and slowly approached.
"Meng Po, open your eyes wide."
Upon hearing that clear and melodious voice, a sense of familiarity welled up in her heart, and Meng Po quickly took out a pair of glasses from her pocket and put them on.
"Excuse me, I'm nearsighted. Who are you...?"
Before she could finish speaking, Meng Po's legs went weak upon seeing Yun Yao's face, and she fell off the Bridge of Helplessness.
"Cloud...cloud...cloud!"
Yun Yao: "..." Shut up, you idiot! Your ghost-seeing expression makes me look like a villain!
Taking advantage of Meng Po's extreme shock, Yun Yao threw Ni Du and Xiao Shitou's birth dates and times in front of Meng Po.
"Look, are these two already in line, or have they already gone in?"
Meng Po's previous arrogance had vanished without a trace, and she hurriedly picked up the note on the ground.
“Ni…Ni Du, little…little stone.” She stammered.
"Not in the group... already in the group, already inside."
Yun Yao took back the birth date and time, and without saying a word, left with Su Yuchen.
Meng Po sat on the ground. She was already terrified by Yun Yao, but when she saw Su Yuchen's face, she couldn't catch her breath.
"Eternal...Eternal God Emperor!" He fainted immediately.