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The touch of Sansheng Stone is not much different from that of ordinary stones. It is slightly cool to the touch and has a rough feeling.

Originally, this stone was made of sand, which was an accident. It was an accident within an accident to be able to awaken the spiritual consciousness and almost swallow the world.

These little accidents are piled up together, with the addition of the saint's handwriting, and a little merit, it is really not an ordinary thing.

Jian Pingfan could feel his joy just after meeting him.

There is no abrupt memory pouring in, only a voice, tender and crisp: "Jane ordinary."

"Sansheng Stone?" Jian Pingfan just said this, and the world in front of him changed, from the original stone surface to a fog.There is a little boy in the mist, who looks about the same size as Nezha. His hair is not short and can be pulled up to the top of his head in a single bun, not Nezha's two buns.

For such a young child, many hairs are not long enough to be tied up, but Nezha and this child obviously have hair much longer than ordinary people.

As soon as the little boy's face was revealed, Jian Pingfan opened his eyes wide.

If it is said that Nezha has a delicate face like powder, then the little boy in front of him just looks like a young man, not surprising, not sharp eyebrows, not like a golden boy.This appearance is exactly the same as that of Jian Pingfan when he was a child.

It's just that Jian Pingping's haircut was cut for a long time when she was a child, and she never had such long hair.And this boy's demeanor was completely different from his.One is the sky and the other is the earth, one just looks at it and thinks that this person must come from the sky, and the other forgets it in a blink of an eye.

The two looked at each other the same way, one lowered his head slightly and the other raised his head slightly.

Blessed to the heart, Jian Pingfan squatted down, and the two looked at each other, and then he said: "Your appearance is me in the previous life."

Statement, sure.

"Yes." Sanshengshi replied, "I am originally sand and stone, and I have no human form."

He doesn't have a human form, so what he borrows is Jian Ping's past image.

"Then am I the second life now?" Jian Pingfan asked Sanshengshi.

"Yes." Sanshengshi replied.

The second life is Jian Pingfan, and after he reincarnates again, it will be the last life.

I don't know why, but knowing this situation, Jian Pingfan is still extraordinarily calm.As calm as he knew he wouldn't live to be 24.

The Sansheng Stone in front of him was as calm as ever, with a faint smile on his face, which gradually became thicker and gradually formed a familiar and ordinary look.This smile was so similar to Hongjun that it gave him an illusion for a moment.

"...Will you let me remember the previous life?" Jian Pingfan asked.

Sanshengshi thought for a while, then shook his head: "Not yet."

not now?

"Two years later?"

Sanshengshi looked at Jian Pingfan: "If this is what you want, it can be done in two years."

Jian Pingfan didn't understand why it couldn't work now: "Is there any difference between now and two years later?"

"The memory of your last life is too long, it will take a long time to remember all of them, and at the same time it will dilute the memory of your current life." Sanshengshi said, "Your life is not over yet, so you shouldn't have seen me. "

Jane Pingfan nodded.

"I have a certain relationship with you." Sanshengshi stretched out his hand and turned it face up, "We belong to the same group, and we will meet again soon. Today, I am very happy."

Nice to meet you.

Jian Pingfan smiled at Sansheng Stone, and he was also inexplicably happy. He stretched out his hand and put it on Sansheng Stone's hand.

The hand he stretched out was the one with the ring on.

The hands of the two were superimposed, and the purple light flowed from the hands, and soon spread from the hands to the whole body, wrapping them tightly.

When Jian Pingfan opened his eyes again, the Sansheng Stone in front of him was still the same Sansheng Stone.

He turned his head and looked behind him. On Hongjun's originally smiling face, the smile froze a bit.On the contrary, Houtu next to him looked at Jian Pingfan for a while, and then laughed wildly, his face was flushed with laughter, and tears could not help but hang down from the corners of his eyes.

Several other people were a little at a loss, not knowing what was going on now.

Jian Pingfan was even more at a loss, what happened?

Houtu couldn't reach Hongjun's shoulder, so he suppressed his smile after a while: "Heaven, oh God, why leave a chance for yourself?"

More than a glimmer of life, it is simply a glimmer of accident.

Who would have expected that Jian Pingfan would not be able to recall the past when he saw the Sansheng Stone.

Hongjun glanced at Houtu, walked up to Jian Pingfan, picked up his hand and looked at it.

Jian Pingfan's eyes followed Hongjun's movements and focused on his hands.He has a symbol in his hand.The writing is a bit strange, it is a semicircle with five written heads outside.When drawing a semicircle, I drew some, and then filled the semicircle with four "little feet".

Houtu saw it from behind, and she still had a smile in her words, helping to explain: "Yi, the way of writing in oracle bone inscriptions."

Oracle?easy?

Jian Pingfan was at a loss: "This is given to me by the Sansheng Stone."

Yu Lei suddenly said: "Simple?"

Hongjun snorted softly and put down his hand: "Your previous name."

Jian Pingfan: "???"

Houtu reacted: "Is he simple?"

As if she hadn't thought of it at all, she suppressed the smile on her face and changed it into shock.

"What?" Jian Pingfan became even more confused, he felt that the group of people were talking riddles.Why is the whole situation getting more and more complicated.

Houtu let out a sigh of relief, she is not a saint, although she knew something, she did not expect that it is not a matter of a day or two, everything has been determined early.What reincarnation, what purple energy, everything in this world has been fighting for many years, all under the control of this way.

They can see up and down a hundred years, and the saint can see up and down a thousand years, Tao, omniscient, omnipotent.

"There is a saying 'Simple is simple, easy is easy, simple is simple, easy is easy. Simple becomes Tao, all things become body', and there is a saying that 'simplification produces Tao, and easy produces scriptures'. Simplicity is the root of Tao." Later Tu Xuan and Xuan Xuan talked for a while, anyway, it sounded like Jian Pingfan didn't understand half a word.

He looked at Houtu in confusion.

Houtu twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that he did not expect that Jianfan, the second generation of Jianjian, would be such an ordinary human being.She has no obligation to patiently explain, what should be understood will be understood when Jian Pingfan really thinks about the past.

She said very rudely: "Anyway, it's you and your boss, there is no other in the world, you are unique, in the last life you were tired every day, it is a miracle in this life that we can meet each other again, I am not surprised at all when the evidence is presented in front of me tomorrow. "

Hongjun said politely, "Thank you for your blessing, next time I will treat you to a wedding candy."

Black and White Impermanence was stunned, completely dumbfounded.

Yu Lei didn't expect this development, and was also stupid.

Jian Pingfan didn't expect what kind of rhythm this is, he followed sluggishly: "Huh?"

Hongjun finally laughed again: "She was joking with us, let's go and find Po Meng."

After developing so many side-line scenarios that unexpectedly appeared to be the main line, finally a few people arrived at Granny Meng's forgetting station.

There is a faint smell of river water on the Wuwang platform, which is the smell of the river water of the Wangchuan River.Walking in and looking, you can see pots with blue flames burning underneath, and huge streams of hot air rolling over the huge pots.

A spoon is automatically stirred in the pot.

In front of the exorcising platform, there is a procession extending deep into the underworld. Every ghost in the procession has a different expression on their face, and it is very rich, completely different from when they first came to the underworld.On both sides of the team, there are two ghost messengers patrolling back and forth.

Mengpo soup appeared spontaneously on a table, and soon after the bowls were empty, spoons would be filled automatically.

The ghosts at the front of the team will be taken away after drinking the Mengpo soup, and they will be taken to reincarnation.

"Before coming to Po Meng's place, she would go through ten halls of hell and judge people's life. After the industrial revolution in the human world, the underworld naturally followed the assembly line. Now Po Meng doesn't have to be so busy that she gets grumpy every time. .” Yu Lei introduced.

His tone now was very respectful and polite.

Jian Pingfan is too special. Compared with Hongjun who has no direct relationship with them, Jian Pingfan has a completely different meaning to them.If Jian Pingfan was originally just the Dao of Reincarnation, Yu Lei would not be as polite as he is now.

"What day is it today, so many people are here?" The voice fell softly, and an old lady appeared in front of everyone wearing a long gray shawl.She appeared slowly, but it seemed as if she had been here long ago.

The face is full of wrinkles, and the hair is all silvery white, smooth and untied, hanging over the shoulders.

She was holding a crutch in her hand, and a lamp was hung on the crutch, and the word "Meng" was written on the lamp.

Black and white impermanence saluted: "Meng Po."

After Po Meng nodded, she bowed to everyone: "Houtu Empress, Lord Yu, Lord Hongjun, and this lord."

Jian Pingfan was called an adult for the first time, subconsciously retorted: "I am not an adult."

Granny Meng: "The villain?"

Jian Pingfan: "..." Something seems wrong?

Hou Tu chuckled: "Meng Po, this is the ordinary and simple second life."

Granny Meng stared at Jian Pingfan for a while with her eyes squeezed by folds, and remembered something: "Oh, I saw it at the foot of Mount Tai. It's been so long. At that time Ah, Houtu has not turned into reincarnation yet."

Everyone was surprised.

Granny Meng turned around slowly, and walked back to her forgetting table with her crutches: "Come in and have a seat. I haven't seen you for a long time, and there will always be something I want to say to you. You are here for business. You are fine." would not have come here."

Before Jian Pingfan moved, Hongjun took Jian Pingfan and followed Po Meng to the forgetting platform: "Reminiscing about the past. It seems that your success rate of not drinking Po Meng's soup in this reincarnation is very high."

There's nothing wrong with this, it's just this...

Jian Pingfan followed Hongjun's pace and looked at the hands they held.

What... what's going on? ?

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