Ruan Ling smiled and said, "What do you want to see? Just tell me, I can bring it to you."

"There are only limited what you can bring." Meng Po said lightly.

"As long as you can say, I can bring it."

"Is that true?" Meng Po rolled her eyes, "I want to see the stars in the sky."

"...You can't ask anything beyond my ability."

"It's obviously you're useless." Meng Po snorted.

"You mention another simple one."

"Then I want this sapling spring to bloom with flowers." Meng Po said.

"Flower?" Ruan Ling subconsciously glanced out.

The Yellow Spring is a place where no grass grows. Not to mention flowers, there is not even a cactus.

She thought for a while, took out a black seed from her arms, handed it to Meng Po, and said, "Although I can't tell the Huangquan to bloom all over the flowers, I have a seed here."

"What seed?"

"The seeds of flowers." Ruan Ling said, "You plant the seeds and water them sooner or later. One day, they will surely bloom."

"real?"

"Yes. The day when the seeds bloom will be the day you can go out." Ruan Ling smiled brightly.

Meng Po took the seed, stared silently for a while, and asked, "Can it really bloom?"

"Really." Ruan Ling said.

"Okay, I'll plant it and wait for it to bloom." Meng Po got up from the ground and went to find the flower pot with a slam.

The little Mengpo Village is in a mess.

Ruan Ling said: "Do you want to make some Mengpo soup?"

"It's okay to make soup, but..." Meng Po glanced around, "I haven't washed the pots and pans..."

"...I'll wash it." Ruan Ling said, "But before that, can you let Lord Qin and the others go there first? He has something to do when he goes to the underworld."

"Tell them to leave quickly and don't interfere with me!" Meng Po waved impatiently.

Finally, I'm willing to let it go.

Qin Jingrong nodded to Ruan Ling gratefully, led Wang Cuifen and other souls through Mengpo Village, and went to the underworld.

The mission was completed at least.

Ruan Ling breathed a sigh of relief, rolled up her sleeves at night, washed all the pots and pans in Mengpo Village, put the furniture in it, swept the floor clean, and wiped the tables and chairs spotlessly.

Meng Po turned her head and saw the clean room, "You are so nice, little girl. I really want to keep you and cook and wash clothes for me."

Ruan Ling ignored it and asked, "What do you want to eat? I'll cook for you before leaving."

Meng Po thought for a while: "You can do it. There has been no ghost messenger passing by recently, and no one brings me vegetables."

Ruan Ling went to the kitchen to stew it. In the end, she made Mapo tofu and cooked two more bowls of clear water noodles.

Ruan Ling sat opposite Meng Po, each with a bowl of noodles.

If she asked her to eat water noodles and tofu every day, she might be even more crazy.

No wonder Meng Po is depressed.

After eating noodles, Meng Po threw down her chopsticks and went to fiddle with the seed.

She planted the seeds in the flower pot, but was not satisfied, so she dug them out again, planted them at the door, and surrounded them with a circle of stones.

Like a treasure.

Ruan Ling cleaned the bowls and chopsticks, wiped the table, walked outside, and said, "Meng Po, it's time for me to go back."

"Go and go, remember to bring me something delicious tomorrow." Meng Po waved his hand happily, "Don't want the crabs. Although they taste delicious, they look too ugly, which really affects my mood for eating."

Obviously, I'm in a much better mood.

Ruan Ling smiled and replied, and was about to leave, but Meng Po asked her again: "By the way, little girl, I forgot to ask you something. What kind of flower is this kind of flower? Does it have a name?"

Ruan Ling thought for a while: "There is a name."

"What's the name?"

"The other side of the river."
Chapter completed!