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Yi Ning used chopsticks to stir the rice in his bowl, raised his head and said seriously, "Xiao Wu, you are just so perfect, whether before or after reincarnation."
"I can't cook." Wu Siqi spread his hands. "I don't have a good personality either. I'm not as likable as her. I'm not her reincarnation at all. Is this a mistake?"
"No." Yi Ning shook her head, her tone firm: "Your destiny book contains three lives - the past life, this life, and the future life. The destiny book has never been wrong. And..." She paused, as if to confirm something, "Xiao Wu, you look exactly the same after reincarnation as before."
Wu Siqi was stunned for a moment and stopped, "Exactly the same?"
"Exactly the same, both in shape and appearance." Yi Ning put down his chopsticks, his eyes darting for a moment. "When I first saw you, I was actually shocked too. I've been a ghost messenger for exactly four hundred years, and I've met some reincarnated old friends, but there's almost no resemblance between their past and present lives. Their looks and personalities are completely different."
She glanced at the isolation talismans in the room and added in a low voice, "Reincarnation is the process of soul reshaping. That is the normal state."
"However, a situation like yours, where your appearance, figure, voice, and personality remain unchanged throughout your past and present lives, is one in a million and almost unprecedented."
Wu Siqi touched his face and smiled to break the solemnity: "I didn't expect that I would draw the Central Plains skin."
Yi Ning's eyes curved up in amusement, a smile playing on her lips. She leaned forward and asked, "Logically speaking, you should have memories of your past life, or have you ever had a dream with a very special background in the past?"
Wu Siqi answered simply: "No."
"Mrs. Meng's tea is truly amazing." Yi Ning was just testing the waters. He wasn't disappointed and shrugged nonchalantly. "Xiao Wu, are you full already? You have such a small appetite."
Wu Siqi still had half a bowl of white rice left in her bowl, and she had already put down her chopsticks. She curled her lips and said, "You put too much in. I have a bad spleen and stomach, and eating too much will cause bloating."
Even these minor physical ailments are exactly the same.
Yi Ning narrowed his eyes, not mentioning his past life, and said, "Xiao Wu, you are a little unhealthy."
"Isn't that the way it is for modern people?" Wu Siqi held his chin and looked at her, then asked, "So the other people at your 'Underworld Party' are also from the Underworld? What kind of gods are the other three?"
She nodded first, then swept away the food in front of her like a whirlwind, and burped slowly: "Mother Meng is the master, Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai are just pawns like me."
Wu Siqi exclaimed, "So Meng Meng is Meng Po? Xie Ling and Fan Yu are the Black and White Impermanence? How can the Black and White Impermanence be considered pawns?"
"Hmm," Yi Ning raised his eyebrows slightly, his tone full of pride, "There are many Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Impermanence in the underworld. This is just a position, just like the police in the human world. They are just one of them. With an age of four or five hundred years, they are not even considered mid-level cadres."
She raised her index finger, her expression solemn and respectful, and said, "Our Meng Ma has lived for tens of millions of years, and every living being has drunk her tea."
Wu Siqi raised an eyebrow, inevitably curious: "How could such a being accompany you to the human world to play in a band?"
"The reasons are quite complicated." Yi Ning leaned back, stroking his chin in thought. "First of all, although the three of us are just pawns, we are also quite special. We were all raised by Mother Meng herself."
"I was entrusted to her by the Queen Mother Hou Tu. There's some story behind how the two sisters, Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai, became immortals from ghosts. I asked them about it, but they wouldn't tell me. Therefore, the three of us are closest to Meng Ma."
On the dining table sat a slice of watermelon she'd bought from the supermarket. Wu Siqi peeled off the plastic cover, poked two disposable forks into it, and handed it over. Yi Ning forked a piece into his mouth, mumbling, "So sweet!" She continued,
"Nowadays, fewer souls are willing to reincarnate. Meng Ma feels that something is wrong with the human world. Society is too oppressive and there is no hope. Music can heal people's hearts, so we try to spread some happy music in the human world. Our songs are infused with the power of gathering spirits, and people who listen to them will feel their souls at ease."
"So that's how it is. No wonder I felt so light and airy when I heard you singing that day. It turns out you really were being liberated." Wu Siqi stood up to collect the bowls, but her hand was held down by Yi Ning. She frowned and broke free, "The person who cooks can't wash the dishes. Sit down, or you won't be allowed to cook."
Yi Ning let go of his hand and said dejectedly, "Okay."
She turned on the faucet to wash away the foam on the plate. Yi Ning came in with sliced ​​watermelon. He picked out a seedless piece and handed it to her. "Xiao Wu, try it. It's so sweet."
She wanted to catch it with her hands, but her hands were covered with foam. Yi Ning didn't give her a chance and pushed the watermelon very close, "Ah~"
Leaning forward to pick up the watermelon that was dangling from the fork, Wu Siqi mumbled, "It's indeed sweet. If you really have nothing to do, go watch TV."
"No TV is as good as Xiaowu's." She put the plastic box aside, transformed into a cat, and squatted on the stove. "Will Xiaowu get used to it this way?"
Turning to look at her, Wu Siqi saw the familiar little cat chattering away in human language. "No, it's even weirder."
"Why? Am I not cute?"
The cat's head is tilted.
Wu Siqi paused when he heard this, withdrew his hand that was about to be wiped on the towel, pressed his wet hand on Yi Ningmao's head, and ravaged it fiercely.
Yi Ning hadn't anticipated her move at all. He raised his two cat paws to push her hand away, struggling constantly, but he couldn't bear to use his claws to scratch her. The man and the cat started playing like this. Wu Siqi rubbed his face and said, "Yeah, it's not cute."
Yi Ning's fur was a mess, dripping with moisture. Standing on the stove, she looked like a cat in the wind, life was hopeless. She said aggrievedly, "Xiao Wu, you're bullying me again."
"Well, then you call the police." Wu Siqi dried the remaining moisture on the hand towel and walked out of the kitchen carrying the watermelon on the stove.
Yi Ning jumped off the stove and chased after her, chirping, "You're being sarcastic!"
"Xiaowu obviously loved me before. Whenever he saw me at home, he would hug me and touch me happily. He would bury his head in my belly and suck on it. He would even hold me to sleep. How could I not be cute~~Xiaowu~"
Wu Siqi was publicly punished for his cat-loving habit. He scratched the ground with his toes. Thank you. At the age of 29, he lived in a three-story villa with his toes.
Wu Siqi ignored her with a sullen face, letting her scratch at his pants while he opened his phone to check messages.
Just because she never works overtime on weekends doesn't mean others don't have to work overtime. There are indeed a few work messages on her phone that must be dealt with. After briefly replying, Wu Siqi calmed down and was in the mood to pay attention to the annoying little cat.
He grabbed the little tail that was waving in front of his eyes and asked, "Are you ghost messengers free?"
"It's not idle. People die every day."
"But my priority right now is to protect you and capture the Wrathful Devil. That thing is hidden, so I have to protect you closely, right?"
The cat's whiskers moved, and although it was uncomfortable, Xiaowu let her scratch them if she wanted to, and she didn't retract her tail.
The phone rang. Wu Siqi was holding her cell phone, but there was no incoming call. She looked up to find the source of the sound. Yi Nian, the cat that was originally lying on her lap, turned over and sat up, and turned into a human in one breath.
Her cell phone appeared out of thin air in her palm. "Xiao Hei, what are your instructions?"
"The man who was originally possessed has been apprehended, but the thing has already escaped. Who knows who it will possess next? Keep an eye on Lai Siyuan. We saw Lai Siyuan's name written on it many times in the thing's lair."
Fan Yu's voice on the other end of the phone was very serious.
Yi Ning turned into an adult and was still nestled on Wu Siqi's thigh, completely unaware of it. The words "You are very heavy" were on the tip of her tongue, but seeing her expression suddenly change, Wu Siqi closed his mouth again.
Yi Ning frowned, "This Taoist Xiahou has been causing harm for a hundred years."
Fan Yu: "Exactly, why did Lai Siyuan bomb him?"
Fan Yu: "Oh right, Meng Ma asked me to tell you not to tell her about the underworld, but I guess you've finished talking about it. Forget it, she'll have to drink Meng Ma's tea after everything is over anyway."
"And that grudge monster you can't handle on your own. If you run into it, summon us immediately, okay?"
"I understand." Yi Ning responded in a low voice.
The moment the call was hung up, the room seemed so quiet that one could hear the sound of water dripping from the dish rack.
Yi Ning's hand was pulling at the corner of her clothes, and he tightened it unconsciously. The strength at his fingertips was trembling slightly, making Wu Siqi unable to help but look up at the man's expression.
Those eyes, which were often bent, now gloomy, as if the light had been sucked out of them, and they carried a cold and gloomy aura that did not belong to the human world.
Wu Siqi's heart tightened, and he was about to speak when Yi Ning suddenly came back to his senses and smiled again, as if nothing had happened.
"I'm so full. The weather is nice outside. Let's go to the park."
Her voice was light and her eyes were bright, as if the gloomy look just now was just Wu Siqi's illusion.
The afternoon sun streamed in from the window and fell on the edge of the sofa. The scorching summer sun hung high outside the air-conditioned room. Wu Siqi shook his head and said, "Later, it's too hot now."
"Okay." Yi Ning curled up in disappointment. Wu Siqi patted her shoulder and said, "Either you change back or sit still."
Yi Ning just realized that while she was talking on the phone, she had unknowingly half-sat on Wu Siqi, with her hands dishonestly around his waist. Xiaowu's breath on her ear made her heart soften.
She buried her head in the shoulder of that man, the man she had missed for four hundred years.
"Oh, I forgot how to change back... Oh, Xiaowu, why are you so sweet and soft? No wonder you liked to bury yourself in my belly before. Who can resist the temptation of something sweet and soft? Right? Kittens love to suck people too."
Please, a little longer, let me indulge myself a little longer.
She longed for this moment that she dared not even imagine in her dreams.
"you!"
Wu Siqi was very angry. This little fairy was extremely powerful and he couldn't get away at all. In addition, she kept mumbling to himself, and she seemed to be justified in doing so, which made him angry and embarrassed.
You're letting a wolf into the house, Wu Siqi!
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