A war begins quickly and ends quickly.
Everyone did not feel the joy after victory, but instead did what they should do in an orderly manner.
the other side.
Wang Ye turned around to look at Po Meng and said with a smile, "Long time no see."
Po Meng sighed.
"Yeah, I haven't seen him in a few months."
A few months...
Po Meng deepened her tone emphatically.
"Let's talk."
The smile on Wang Ye's face gradually faded, and his tone became a little more serious.
Po Meng looked at Wang Ye's expression and said with some regret: "Oh, the child has grown up and his wings have become stiff. He really doesn't respect me at all when facing an old guy like me."
"I still remember that when you were two years old, you peed while you were sleeping on the bed."
"I didn't wake up after wetting the bed, and my buttocks were soaked white with urine in the end."
"Also, when you were two years old, once..."
Seeing that Mrs. Meng seemed to be talking, one sentence after another, Wang Ye's face turned dark instantly.
If she keeps talking, she might be able to tell some shocking secrets.
"Don't worry, it's just a casual chat."
"There is no need to sell feelings."
Wang Ye said with a dark face.
Mrs. Meng breathed a sigh of relief and regained her elegance: "It's okay, I haven't chatted with you for a long time."
"Go to my place."
With that said, Po Meng turned around and left, returning to her grocery store.
…
"What are you going to talk about?"
Mrs. Meng moved out a rocking chair, fell down, and breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had found the feeling she had before.
Wang Ye also pulled a rocking chair and fell next to Po Meng, basking in the sun together.
"What do you think I will ask you?"
Wang Ye did not answer, but asked instead.
Po Meng chuckled: "Boy, it's useless to deceive me. What can a dizzy old lady like me know?"
"you ask I answer."
"It's impossible for me to say anything else."
Wang Ye sighed helplessly: "You... are really as stable as a mountain."
"Why don't we just talk about my rebirth."
"You should know what I mean."
Wang Ye pointed to his head and spoke again.
Although he already knew that this so-called rebirth was just a plan of the underworld, Wang Ye was still somewhat interested in what happened.
Po Meng turned her head and glanced at Wang Ye, then pondered for two seconds: "Can you change the question?"
"cannot."
Wang Ye shook his head expressionlessly.
Po Meng pondered again: "Then I don't know."
...
The atmosphere fell to a certain freezing point for a while.
Wang Ye looked at Po Meng faintly, and suddenly showed a gentle smile: "You should know that I have done evil things to Xiaosi several times."
"And I don't really like to respect the old and care for the young. I am considered a scum and a beast in the eyes of others."
"In peaceful times, he would be a proper ruffian."
"You feel..."
"Can we discuss it?"
As he spoke, Wang Ye showed his white teeth and sunny smile.
Po Meng just stared at Wang Ye.
After about three seconds of repeated judgments and knowing that Wang Ye was serious, he said without hesitation: "It's actually not a big deal."
"Since you are willing to listen, then I will tell you."
"Back in the orphanage, there was another soul living in your body. You should have seen this on that wall."
"Don't say you haven't been."
Po Meng paused and continued: "Because of an accident, the soul in your body awakened."
"Well, it can't be considered an accident."
"I guided all of this intentionally. You should already know who that soul is."
Po Meng's tone was calm.
Wang Ye pondered for a few seconds: "Am I... the reincarnation of that person?"
Po Meng shook her head.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Destined child?"
"The boss reincarnated, successfully counterattacked, and saved the world?"
"This kind of script can only be performed in TV dramas."
Po Meng smiled and shook her head. Her smile was obviously gentle, but Wang Ye felt a bit of ridicule in it for some reason.
Seeing Wang Ye's unkind expression, Po Meng decisively stopped her smile: "Something happened back then. His body was destroyed, and only his soul was sleeping."
"You know our situation in the underworld. Without him, it would be difficult..."
"So according to Lu Qing's plan, we intercepted Hu's soul. Well... this was commanded by Lu Qing and has nothing to do with me."
"According to that person's idea, death is like a lamp going out. He was originally a very casual person. He only helped the underworld on a whim, and he had no obsession with survival."
"So he was actually prepared to die like this..."
"We don't want him to die."
When she said this, Po Meng shook her head gently: "It's quite shameless, isn't it?"
"But according to Lu Qing's original words, if there is no such thing as him in the underworld, he will be nothing in front of heaven and Lingshan. Wang and ancestors can destroy us if they have the slightest idea."
"And when the underworld dies, the human race's last line of defense is gone."
"So we, a group of evil people, just pretended to be benevolent and moral, and just intercepted that person's soul. After that, everyone will be in a period of slumber."
"Due to some special circumstances, or... taking advantage of my body, I recovered relatively early, so I opened an orphanage according to Lu Qing's plan and wandered around the world looking for a few smarter children. , those with good talents and strong mental strength can be used to regenerate them."
"You, Zhang Xiao, and Mao Yong'an were all carefully selected by me."
"Of course, you can also understand that I am a murderer. After all, when he is reborn, you will also die."
Mrs. Meng was very calm when she said this, and she even admitted the shamelessness of her behavior so straightforwardly.
Wang Ye had no intention of blaming him, but pondered for a long time before slowly saying: "So...the headaches mentioned in Mao Yongan and Zhang Xiao's diaries were due to this?"
Mrs. Meng nodded: "Yes."
"His soul is very strong. If his mental strength is too weak, or his foundation is weak, he will not be able to tolerate it."
"So I have been secretly stimulating your mental power."
"That's what gives the headache."
Wang Ye nodded after hearing this.
According to what was written in their diary, until a stranger came one day, their heads suddenly started to stop hurting.
It should have been decided by then who would send the soul.
Obviously, Wang Ye is the 'lucky man'.
Coupled with the usual nagging, it is more in line with the setting.
"But why..."
"Is it still me in the end?"
Wang Ye was a little confused.
According to Lu Qing's plan, there is no reason why it should not succeed.
