He had a happy look on his face and a strong smell of medicine on his body.
"It's you! Why are you here? How did you know I was here?"
Meng Yi's face was kind, "My Lord, guide me!"
Having felt the gaze of a great being, Meng Wenhui would not doubt it at all. Moreover, he had heard about the covenant of God in the park before, so he welcomed Meng Yi in with great joy.
He said apologetically, "I still have to clean up the house."
He pointed down and said, "Before, this place was just water, and it was sprinkled with salt."
Meng Yi looked over and saw that the water had been drained and Wenhui was in the process of transforming the place into a normal residential area.
"I'm going to convert this into two floors in the future. I can also seal the door on the fourth floor and open it up. I've connected the fourth and fifth floors here."
He said with some longing: "I want to renovate it like the house I lived in when I was a child."
Meng Yi turned his head to look at him, "When you were a child?" Then he realized that judging from Meng Wenhui's age, he had experienced the old times.
Wenhui nodded, a look of nostalgia on his face, "Yes, it's a pity that I was only eight years old at that time, so I can't remember many details..."
"I remember my dad had a study with a pile of books in it, but I didn't see him reading much. He also had two computers. Do you know computers?"
Wenhui did not wait for Meng Yi's answer, he continued:
"One is for me. My mom hates me and my dad playing games... I also want a study... and..."
He began to chatter incessantly, saying that the ups and downs in life were so exciting, and that the Scarlet King was so kind, which made him feel relaxed both physically and mentally.
After meeting Meng Yi, his guide, he couldn't help but want to talk, not to mention... God said, friendship.
Facing Meng Yi, he found it difficult to muster his usual wariness towards strangers.
Meng Yi just listened quietly. The middle-aged man was so excited that he started dancing and gesticulating as he spoke, and his movements were so big that blood began to seep out of his clothes.
He was completely unaware.
Only after he said he was tired did he lie down on the sofa, saying in a bleak tone, "Alas... it's a pity that my parents died so early..."
He looked up at Meng Yi and said, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. Look, I've been talking to myself and haven't even thanked you yet."
Meng Yi shook his head, "No need to thank me, my Lord is my salvation."
"Praise the Redemption!"
"By the way, are you looking for me?"
Meng Yi's expression turned serious, "My Lord needs someone to enter the Judgment Department!"
Wenhui slowly stood up from the sofa, "But... I'm not a divine being now."
"It will be, as long as you are sincere, it will be! I am just asking you, are you willing to accept this mission?"
Meng Yi paused and continued:
"This requires you to hide your identity. You cannot claim to be a follower of the Lord in front of others. From now on, you can only have contact with me."
Wenhui hesitated to speak.
Meng Yi sighed upon seeing this, "You don't want to?"
"no…"
Wenhui looked a little puzzled. "I... I want to treat fellow believers as brothers and sisters, but if that means... I can never call myself a believer in the Lord?"
"Of course not!"
Meng Yi made a promise in a tone full of sacred meaning: "You will definitely return to the Lord's embrace."
"Moreover, my Lord is salvation!"
"Don't worry about me asking you to do something bad. We are on a sacred path..."
"Redemption..."
Wenhui chewed over these two words, his eyes lit up, and he nodded heavily, "I agree!"
Seeing the other person's expression, Meng Yi was stunned. He didn't know where his imagination was going...
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