From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

"Yes, my brother has been in poor health since he was born. He passed away at the beginning of this year. My parents and I were very sad, so I wondered if my brother could be reborn in my mother's belly? Our whole family misses him very much."

Seeing the life draining away from the girl's body, Meng Liu was unsure whether he should tell her the truth.

"No. But there is a way to save your brother."

The girl's eyes widened: "My brother is already dead, can he be saved?"

"Not dead." Seeing her stunned, Meng Liu repeated, "Your brother is not dead."

"But I saw my brother being buried with my own eyes at the beginning of the year." Her eyes widened.

Meng Liu just smiled and said nothing.

Waiting quietly for her to come to her senses, the girl asked, "Is there any way to save my brother?"

"I need your help. In other words, exchange your life for your brother's."

The other party was stunned and did not answer for a long time.

The comments also started to go off track.

(No way, what does the host mean by this? People are already very sad about losing their loved ones, why do you say such a mean way?)

(That’s right, I’m only this old, how can you scare a child?)

(Even if it is possible, we cannot let such a young child face such a difficult choice.)

(I can’t bear to watch it anymore. I feel like this anchor has no humanity at all and doesn’t even consider the mental state of the person involved.)

(Sure enough, it’s all for the purpose of making money. Maybe the two above are just agents.)

The girl had obviously seen the comments, and she said hastily, "Don't talk about my sister like that. I've thought about the method she proposed, and I'm willing to do it!"

Meng Liu wondered: "Why would you be willing to do that? As far as I know, your brother doesn't treat you well, right?"

"No, he is my brother too. I have the responsibility to protect him. My family is very worried about him. If he could be resurrected, my mother wouldn't cry every day, and my father wouldn't smoke all day and night."

"Then have you ever thought that if something happens to you, your parents will be sad too?"

The girl forced a smile: "They may be sad for a while, but it will definitely be better than now."

As she spoke, everyone keenly sensed that something was wrong.

They are all your own children. Why do you have to cry and smoke all day and night when your son dies, but you will be sad for a while and then be fine when your daughter dies?

Meng Liu sighed and sat up straight: "I want to tell you something now. You have a week to think about it. If you regret it, you can come to me then."

Seeing her serious attitude, everyone's hearts were lifted at the same time.

The girl nodded heavily: "Okay, sister, you say."

"The reason why I said your brother is not dead is because your parents hired a master to replace the burial coffin with yours using a secret technique that concealed the truth from the world."

(What the hell do I mean?)

(It’s not what I thought!)

(If that's the case, it's too vicious. Sons are my biological children, but daughters are not?)

Meng Liu continued, "I guess you've been feeling dizzy and weak lately, right? That's because the vitality in your body is constantly being lost. I guess the target of your vitality is your brother."

"The other party used a forbidden technique. Maybe he hasn't mastered it yet, so he can't complete it in one go. He can only do it slowly. At the current speed, if you don't care, you will die in half a month, and your brother will be completely cured."

The girl was stunned when she heard this. She smiled bitterly and said, "So that's how it is. No wonder mom and dad look at me with guilt in their eyes recently."

"Think carefully whether you want to stop him or not. Your brother will only live to the age of 13, while you will live to be a hundred. If the two of you swap fates, you may not have an easy life in your next life."

After all, it is a secret method to conceal the truth. It can deceive the living but not the underworld. All the mistakes made in life will be settled in the underworld.

After the girl left the microphone, the live broadcast room was still lively for a long time.

(Oh my god, are there really parents who would rather give up their daughter for their son?)

(There are many things you don’t know. I don’t understand why some people still believe that only sons can pass on the family line.)

(Miss, you must ask the anchor to help stop it!)

(Why should I give my sister's life to my brother?)

Meng Liu has been through so many worlds, and to be honest, she has become a little numb. She is not as indignant as these netizens. Karma and reincarnation are all choices made by people. What kind of cause will lead to what kind of effect. She has no intention of interfering in other people's lives. Just giving a reminder is already the most she can do.

Netizens were chatting casually, and everyone was quite active, but no one paid to go on the microphone anymore.

After all this time, it's just those three people.

She threw down her phone in frustration and planned to close the shop early tonight and go out to look for some business.

Since the people in the world of the living couldn’t help, she went to find ghosts.

The girl walked straight into the store as if she was in an empty place, and this time the wind chimes didn't make any sound.

"What do you want to buy this time?"

Xiaoyuan was still wearing her school uniform. She sniffed around in the store and said, "Sister, I'm so hungry. Can I eat this incense?"

"Okay, but do you have money now?"

Xiaoyuan was stuck for a moment and hurriedly took out her cell phone, but after searching all her pockets, she found nothing.

"Where's my phone? That's weird, I clearly put it in my pocket! Did it fall on the way?" She turned to look at Meng Liu, "Sister, can you lend me your phone to make a call?"

Meng Liu placed the phone on the front desk. Xiao Yuan thanked him and reached out her hand, but the phone was firmly on the table and her fingers just passed through it.

"How could this happen?" She widened her eyes in surprise.

"Because you're dead."

"I'm dead?" Xiaoyuan couldn't believe it. She was clearly in class that day, so how could she be dead? But if she wasn't dead, why would she insist on coming to this store, and now she can't even touch the real thing?

She anxiously reached out to touch the lucky cat, but her hand passed right through.

She tried every item in the store without exception.

Xiao Yuan lowered her head and walked out of the store again. Meng Liu sighed. This child probably died in such a miserable way that she turned into a ghost and subconsciously forgot that memory.

She put her things away, took the Meng family's heirloom mobile phone and the three copper coins, closed the rolling door, turned around, and the girl sat on the steps in front of her shop in a daze.

She just remembered everything.

Meng Liu squatted down and asked: "No ghost came to seduce you?"

Xiao Yuan shook her head and said sullenly, "Before, a dark man came to see me, and I hid."

Meng Liu raised his eyebrows. Logically speaking, the ghost would take people away without caring whether you hide or not. It would not matter whether you committed a crime in your life or not. The ghost would just take you away directly. How did Xiaoyuan escape?

Xiao Yuan explained angrily: "I met someone on the street. She was wearing a chain on her chest. The pendant on it made me feel comfortable, so I went over. There was a kid inside. I promised to buy him candy, so he let me hide inside."