Ruan Ling left Huangquan and returned to Chenghuang Temple.

Not long after, Qin Jingrong also came back.

As soon as he arrived, he quickly thanked Ruan Ling: "Miss Ruan, those reincarnated souls have already drunk Mengpo soup. I really want to thank you."

Ruan Ling smiled and said, "I am also a member of the underworld, I should."

Qin Jingrong smiled gently and asked someone to bring ten jars of wine, saying, "This is the wine I promised to give you. But don't drink it all the same as last time, drink it slowly."

"Yes, sir, I remember it." Ruan Ling didn't want to experience the feeling of a hangover again.

Qin Jingrong was a little confused and asked: "I have a question to ask Miss Ruan."

"Sir, please ask."

"I heard that you gave Meng Po a seed?"

"yes."

"Can it really blossom?"

"Of course not." Ruan Ling shook her head, "Actually, that's not a seed, it's just a small stone that looks a bit like a seed."

Qin Jingrong was stunned: "It's not a seed? Then have you lied to Meng Po?"

Ruan Ling shrugged: "That's right? Is it a hope for her? Otherwise, how can I always get angry?"

Qin Jingrong looked at her, both funny and worried: "You lied to Meng Po, she will definitely be very angry if she knows about it in the future."

"Let's talk about future things in the future." Ruan Ling was not worried.

She doesn't plan to stay here for the rest of her life.

Qin Jingrong sighed, "Meng Po also said, what is that seed called Manshushahua?"

"I named my random name." Ruan Ling smiled, "Actually, I also heard a folk legend that the Naihe Bridge is full of the other shore flowers, which is the so-called Manshu Shahua."

"So, you just whine around according to the legend?"

"After all, legend is a legend." Ruan Ling said, "You have been in the underworld for so long. How have you ever had a flower or a half grass in this underworld for tens of thousands of years?"

Qin Jingrong sighed softly: "Meng Po is also a pitiful person."

"Do you know the origin of Meng Po?" Ruan Ling asked curiously.

"Know a little bit." Qin Jingrong said, "Meng Po's actually Emperor Yao's daughter was a saint at the same time as Nuwa. Later, the underworld appeared, and she vowed to stay in this Naihe Bridge to purify the suffering of the world, make them forget their future and be reborn cleanly. The Buddha fulfilled her wish."

"She's very great."

"However, even Meng Po can't stand it after a long time." Qin Jingrong smiled, "No wonder Meng Po likes you. You are different from those ghost messengers after all."

After Ruan Ling returned, the more she thought about it, the more she felt a little guilty.

The next day, she and Pei Shu went to the market to sell prey, bought two fish, and then went to the flower market to buy two of the best orchids, put them in a basket, and went to meet Meng Po.

Meng Po was staring at the seed in a daze.

Ruan Ling put down the fish and orchid and said, "Stop looking, that's not a seed, it can't bloom. I'll bring you real flowers."

Meng Po turned her head and saw the orchid, her eyes lit up immediately. She rushed over and hugged the flower pot, unable to let go: "You can actually bring real flowers in!"

Ruan Ling looked at her: "Why aren't you angry?"

"What's angry?"

"I lied to you, I'll apologize to you." Ruan Ling said, "In fact, there is no other flower in the world. They are all made up by poor scholars outside to deceive people."

Meng Po happily hugged the orchid: "I know."

"You... know?"
Chapter completed!