Zhou Wen could see Li Xuan who was terrified, and saw the data flow on him constantly flickering, like an intelligent brain that was processing operations at high speed.

Although Zhou Wen doesn't know much about Li Xuan's ability to fear, it seems that the effect of a thousand-year dream on him is not that strong.

About half an hour passed, the data flowing at high speed on Li Xuan finally stopped flowing, and his sleepy body suddenly woke up.

After being out of fear, Li Xuan's body fell heavily to the ground.

"Is this a thing that has passed Mengxing? Should I do it again?" Li Xuan looked at the white-haired mother-in-law and asked.

But when he looked, he found that there was no white-haired mother-in-law in the torture room.

Zhou Wen and others did not notice when the white-haired mother-in-law disappeared.

"What's the situation? It should be considered to be past?" Li Xuan walked out of the torture room.

Boom!

As soon as Li Xuan walked out of the torture room, he heard a loud noise. The door at the end of Huangquan City slowly opened, revealing a road leading to the outside.

Zhou Wen felt a little strange. He didn't even see the Lord of Huangquan. The Lord of Huangquan whom he met when he came last time seemed to have completely disappeared this time and never appeared from beginning to end.

And as the gate of Huangquan City opened, there was no desert scenery outside, but a bridge appeared instead.

The stone bridge leads to the distance, but there is no end to see. The yellow smoke under the bridge rolls and nothing can be seen.

At the bridgehead of the stone bridge, there was a white-haired mother-in-law in Mengxing's room. However, there was no stone table in front of her, only a big pot was placed. It seemed that something was boiling in the pot, but the smoke was also churning, and I couldn't see clearly what it was boiling.

"Can this be the legendary Naihe Bridge and Mengpo Soup?" Lu Bushun's expression changed very strange when he saw the bridge and the big pot.

In fact, when everyone else saw this scene, they probably had similar ideas to him.

The legend of Naihe Bridge and Mengpo Soup is well known in the East District.

Legend has it that there will be ghosts after a person dies. If a ghost wants to be reincarnated, he must drink a bowl of Mengpo soup and wash away the memories of his previous life before he can be reincarnated as a clean soul.

In the Three Realms and Six Paths, all living beings have to drink such a bowl of soup in reincarnation, which shows the magic and weirdness of Mengpo soup.

And after crossing Naihe Bridge, it is the real underworld, which is not a place where strangers can go.

Now, even if there is really an underworld ahead, Zhou Wen and the others can only make a breakthrough.

An Tianzuo's men walked towards the stone bridge. Zhou Wen and Li Xuan looked at each other and headed towards the stone bridge together.

"There is no old friend on the road to the underworld. If you want to step on the Naihe Bridge, you must first drink a bowl of Wangchuan soup." When An Tianzuo and others walked near the stone bridge, the white-haired mother-in-law spoke.

"Since this place is really Wangchuan River and Naihe Bridge, then this soup should be the Mengpo soup that can make people forget their past and present lives, right?" An Jingyu asked.

"I only know Wangchuan soup, but I don't know what Mengpo soup is." The white-haired mother-in-law's expression did not change at all, and she replied calmly.

"Aren't you Meng Po?" Lu Bushun asked.

"I am just a bridge guard. I only know how to sell soup on the bridge. I have forgotten my name long ago." The white-haired mother-in-law still had the same expression, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"So will drinking your soup make people lose their memory?" Lu Bushun asked again.

"Yes." The white-haired mother-in-law replied.

"Can you cross the bridge without drinking soup?" Lu Bushun asked again without giving up.

"Yes." The white-haired mother-in-law's answer was somewhat unexpected.

But then the white-haired mother-in-law continued: "As long as you die, you can cross the Naihe Bridge without drinking Wangchuan soup."

"Supervisor, it seems we can only break through." Lu Bushun said to An Tianzuo in a low voice.

"You can't force yourself." Zhou Wen said.

Although I have never seen this white-haired mother-in-law who claims to be a bridge guard, judging from the reaction of the antelope, her strength is definitely a natural disaster level, and this place is still the territory of her. If you really fight, let alone save people, you don’t know how many people can survive.

"If you drink soup, you will forget everything. What can you do if you don't force yourself?" Lu Bushun looked at Zhou Wen and asked back.

Zhou Wen walked to the white-haired mother-in-law and looked at the Naihe Bridge. He could see nothing. Wherever he saw, there was a rolling yellow smoke. I don’t know how deep the Wangchuan River below was.

"May I ask, about ten days ago, did a group of humans come here?" Zhou Wen asked.

"I forgot, I only sell soup and don't look at people." The white-haired mother-in-law replied expressionlessly.

"Then have you sold soup ten days ago?" Zhou Wen was not impatient, and thought about it and asked again.

"Sold." This time the white-haired mother-in-law answered Zhou Wen's question.

"Can you tell me how many bowls did you sell that time?" Zhou Wen asked again.

"Eight bowls." The white-haired mother-in-law replied.

"That's right, it should be Mrs. Lan and the others. Judging from the traces and information outside, they should have retreated into Huangquan City at that time." Lu Bushun said happily.

An Tianzuo and An Sheng were also excited. Mrs. Lan and the others were probably still alive, so this is naturally good news.

"Have they all drunk the soup?" An Tianzuo asked.

"If you want to cross Naihe Bridge, you will naturally have to drink Wangchuan soup unless he is a dead person." The white-haired mother-in-law replied.

"Is it possible that I have drunk Wangchuan Soup without losing my memory?" An Tianzuo asked again.

"There are three lives stones in the Forget River. If you can carve the name on the Three Lives Stone, even if you drink the Forget River Soup, you will not lose the memory of your past and present lives." The white-haired mother-in-law replied.

"Where is the Three Lives Stone?" Lu Bushun asked quickly.

"In the Forgetful River." The white-haired mother-in-law's answer this time disappointed everyone.

I don’t know how big this big river is, how deep it is, or what the Three Lives Stone looks like, it’s like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Young Master Wen..." An Sheng looked at Zhou Wen. It seemed a bit too difficult to find the Three Live Stone now. If possible, he would rush over directly as fast as possible.

However, Zhou Wen had said before that he could not force himself, so An Sheng wanted to seek Zhou Wen's opinion.

"Let's find it." Zhou Wen looked at Wangchuan River, trying to find the legendary Three Lives Stone.

The legendary Three Lives Stone is a place that records past and present lives, but it seems that it is somewhat different from the legend.

Lu Bushun and others saw An Tianzuo, but they still followed An Tianzuo's horse.

"Find out the Three Lives Stone." An Tianzuo glanced at Zhou Wen, then turned his gaze to Wangchuan River.

"Supervisor, you can use companion pets here, let me try it." An officer said.

Zhou Wen and the others also discovered that this place is different from that in Huangquan City, and there is no taboo power to prohibit flying and companion pets.
Chapter completed!