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Chapter 239 The Eighteenth Bowl of Soup (1)

It's so strange. When the owner left, these flowers did not bloom but only grew leaves; when the owner came back, all the leaves fell off and began to bloom... and it was very consistent, and there was no different one.

Qinghuan was about to turn around when she suddenly noticed something strange. She turned around and found that the ghost who had been pulled into the bottom of the river had actually climbed up! Although the soul body was thin and almost transparent, although she lost a little arm and legs and couldn't see it, it was indeed out.

As soon as Mo Ze looked up, he saw his master smile. Except in the world, he had never seen his master smile like this! So he immediately slapped Qinghuan's thigh: "Master Master! What have you seen!"

The soul-stimulating bell rang out crisply. Qinghuan looked at the ghost step by step as he walked up to the Naihe Bridge step by step. Although it had no strength, it could not tell whether it was a man or a woman. It had no shape on its body, but it was just a scattered black ball, but the only remaining eyeball was shiny.

"You, you are not Meng Po..."

"The previous Meng Po you have seen has been reincarnated." Qing Huan squatted down, trying to keep his sight as smooth as possible with the ghost, and looked at it carefully, "I am the new Meng Po."

"I, I have a wish that has not been completed..." The eyeball gradually gathered water vapor. "The last Meng Po could not fulfill my wish, and I refused to change it, and I refused to reincarnate, so I jumped down. She said, if I could get up from this river again, my wish could be realized even if it violates the will of heaven, it would be true?"

Qinghuan nodded: "…yes."

"Help me! Ask her a question!" The ghost seemed to want to reach out to grab Qinghuan, but the thin soul body had no idea where the existence of the hand was. It only trembled twice in the air and then fell down again. "Ask her! Why! Why can't I be a god!"

Qing Huan was slightly stunned: "What's your name?"

"Nine-tailed Fox." The ghost's only remaining eyes fell from tears. "My name is Nine-tailed Fox."

When a ghost appeared on Naihe Bridge, Mo Ze did not dare to appear. He turned into a flower ornament between his eyebrows. At this moment, the red light flashed between Qinghuan's eyebrows. Only then did she realize the... "Are you not a human?" In addition to Wei Yin, who was not yet able to cultivate immortality and was sent back by her in the end, the nine-tailed fox was the only existence that did not belong to humans. But even the immortal king Wei Yin, her original body was also a human. She curiously reached out and brushed the body of the nine-tailed fox, and the messy soul body gradually showed its original appearance.

Even just a fox is amazingly beautiful.

"Tell me, your wish."

"I just need to ask me a question, why can't I behead the gods? Why can't I behead the gods!" The Nine-tailed Fox lay weakly on the ground, but his expression was full of stubbornness. "Nuwa asked me to harm Cheng Tangjiangshan. I did what she said, making fireworks and basins, wine ponds and meat forests, and building a Lutai to make disaster Chaoge... I was doing everything according to her order! She asked me to bewitch King Zhou and destroy the Great Shang Dynasty. It was clear that there would be my name on the list of gods, so that I could become an immortal! But why in the end, whether it was the Chan Sect or the Jie Sect, everyone would be titled as the Gods, even King Zhou would be titled Tianxi Star Lord! Why did I want my soul to be scattered in the world? I don't agree! I don't agree!"

It kept calling me dissatisfied, and his expression was really hated to the extreme. "I said I killed countless lives, and said I was full of blood and debts, but she was narrow-minded. Just because King Zhou wrote a poem, she said that Shang Tang had been exhausted. The wise king rose up in the west and wanted me to destroy the Tang Dynasty. In the end, he blamed me for all the crimes! I was wronged! I was not convinced! If no one died, how could the people resent King Zhou? If the people were not living in a bad life, how could they rise up? If it had not been digging Bi Gan's heart to cut off the pregnant woman's belly, killing his wife and killing his children, how could King Zhou be called a fool! How did King Wu of Zhou fight to the world of Xiqi? I want to ask her why I could not be a god! Instead, I would be beheaded and my soul was scattered!"

"Didn't she answer you a long time ago?" Qinghuan touched the Nine-tailed Fox's head, and her furry feel was quite good. "You said you are full of blood and debt."

"I don't agree, I don't agree..." The Nine-tailed Fox cried. "King Zhou treats me very well, but I harmed him for becoming an immortal. He is tyrannical, and I tempted him to have fun all day long. I adhered to the principles of the great god Nuwa. When Chaoge was attacked, I was full of joy and thought that he could be a god, but got such an end. She calculated that King Zhou still had twenty-eight years of luck, so she asked me to ruin it. I didn't do it according to her law, why did he treat me like this in the end!"

Qinghuan looked at its angry look and sighed softly: "So how are you doing?"

"I know I can't do it again, but you can! You are Meng Po, you can help me!" The nine-tailed fox looked at Qinghuan anxiously. "This time I don't want to harm King Zhou again. I want to see if I help King Zhou consolidate the Tang Dynasty. Can the fortune of these twenty-eight years be over!"

"You are too persistent. Nuwa ordered you to confuse King Zhou. She once told you that you should not harm sentient beings. Only after such a thing can you achieve the right result. Do you still remember?"

The nine-tailed fox was stunned.

Qinghuan continued, "But this cannot be blamed for not harming sentient beings, hurting other people's lives, how can we help evil, destroy the country, and raise the Great Zhou. Forget it, since you want to do it again, I will satisfy your wish. Let's see what the final result is."

She bent down and gently picked up the nine-tailed fox and sent it to Liwangtai.

The nine-tailed fox soon fell into a dream, and Mo Ze hugged Qinghuan's thigh and looked up: "Master is going?"

"Don't go."

"Ah?" Mo Ze didn't understand. "Why is this?"

"Climbing out of the Forget River, you should cleanse your merits and send them into the cycle of reincarnation. There is no chance to fulfill your wish. Where did this nine-tailed fox come from? She has been practicing for thousands of years and has never saved up her merits. She is not a human being. I don't know how she came to this Naihe Bridge. Now putting her in the Liwangtai is just a dream. Whatever she wants, she can transform into reality in the dream, and there is no need to worry about it."

"Then... just pretend it was to listen to a story?"

Qinghuan smiled: "Yes, fortunately it's a nice story. I think the previous Meng Po couldn't fulfill this wish, but was unwilling to fulfill it. Or..."

"Or what?" Mo Ze asked curiously.
Chapter completed!
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