Meng Po ran to a cabinet in the inner room, stepped on the bench, and rummaged through the top drawer for a long time, and found a huge black pill.

"Come on, eat this." She stretched out her hand.

Ruan Ling looked at it: "How do you eat this meatball? Do you eat it while you bite it or cook soup?"

"Swallow it right."

"How can you swallow the pigeon eggs so big?"

"Just swallow it like that." Meng Po pinched her chin with one hand and stuffed the pills into her mouth with the other.

Ruan Ling almost choked to death.

She beat her chest and stretched her neck, and it took a lot of effort to swallow it.

"Isn't this eaten?" Meng Po said with a smile.

"..." Ruan Ling was powerless to argue with her. She asked, "What did you give me food?"

"Yin Qi Pill." Meng Po explained, "After taking this, it will cover up the yang energy on your body. Simply put, it will make you full of ghost energy, and Cui Yu and the others will not be able to detect your identity."

"I've finished eating, then?" Ruan Ling looked down at herself, as if nothing had changed.

Meng Po said: "You wait here, wait for Heibai Wuchang to pass by, and bring you and other ghost messengers in."

"good."

Ruan Ling stayed here.

After one stick of incense, she felt a change in her body and felt very cold.

She called Meng Po.

Meng Po came to see her and smiled and said, "It's almost done. I believe that even Pluto can't recognize you."

"What do I look like now?" Ruan Ling was curious and quickly found a mirror and looked into it.

What appeared in the mirror was a dull, even ugly young woman's face.

"What's going on?" she turned around and asked Meng Po.

Meng Po said: "Didn't I say it, disguising yourself. Cui Yu is not blind."

Ruan Ling touched her face without any sign of disguise.

She couldn't help but exclaim: "Meng Po, you don't become a makeup artist for your skills."

"Hey, don't be too happy too early." Meng Po said, "It's not that comfortable after eating this meatball. In the short term, you can't restore your original appearance."

Ruan Ling was surprised: "Can't recover?"

"Don't worry, after a year or two, the effect of the medicine disappears, and it will slowly recover." Meng Po said with a smile.

Ruan Ling always felt that her expression was a bit gloating.

He became like this ghost and could not speak, so he probably could only look at him from a distance after going there.

At this time, footsteps sounded outside.

Meng Po said, "Heibai Wuchang is here. When you go into Fengdu, you can't speak. You have to be careful. No one inside knows that you are the city god. If you make a mistake and are killed, no one can save you."

Ruan Ling nodded to show that she understood.

Hei and Bai Wuchang walked in respectfully, and a series of ghost messengers were following behind him.

Both men and women wear the same black clothes.

"Sir Meng Po, I'm going to trouble you again." Xie Bi'an said with a smile.

"I know it's a trouble, but I dare to talk nonsense?" Meng Po looked cold, "I'm in a bad mood today, take your people out."

Meng Po has a unique status in the underworld. Even though she is famous for her bad temper, others can only endure it.

Xie Bi'an winked at Fan Wujiu and quickly led the ghost messenger away.

"Go." Meng Po looked at Ruan Lingnunu's chin.

Ruan Ling took the opportunity to sneak into the ghost mission, followed Heibai Wuchang, left Mengpozhuang, and entered Fengdu.

As soon as she stepped into the gate of Fengdu, she found that she could no longer make any sound.

There was something like there was a ban here to stop her from speaking.
Chapter completed!