After waking up from a rather tiring sleep, it was already the next morning.
The snow had stopped outside, but the sky was still very gloomy. The mountain wind blew the snow into foam and the branches flew around.
From time to time, there could be heard the thud-thud sound of tree trunks and other objects being broken by the snow in the mountains.
Feng Yijia listened to the howling cold wind outside, wrapped himself up into a ball, huddled in front of the stove to warm himself by the fire, and didn't dare stay in bed anymore.
The culprit Meng Sheng looked at his wife's cowardly look with a smile on his face.
After getting up early in the morning and diligently sweeping away the snow on both sides of the yard and the roof, he enthusiastically built two snowmen in the yard, one big and one small, a boy and a girl, holding hands.
Feng Yijia, who was lazily sitting on a small stool warming herself by the fire, looked through the slightly open kitchen door and saw the man tossing around in the yard like a happy Husky, and she was full of admiration.
Not only is he not afraid of the cold at all, he also went crazy all night last night. I don’t know how he can still be in such good spirits today?
After the round snowman with a carrot as a nose and charcoal as eyes was built, Meng Sheng returned to the house and sat in front of the stove to warm himself. Only then did he continue to talk to Feng Yijia about last night's topic.
"Don't worry about our father. After that incident in the mountains, I came up with some more methods of nurturing and transferring souls.
You should know that the black-robed man is even more capable than the old Taoist in this regard."
Feng Yijia was startled when he heard this. He turned around and stared at the man with his dark eyes. After confirming that the man's expression and eyes were the same, the panic in his heart dissipated, and then his anger began to rise. He stretched out his claws and grabbed the man's ear and spun him around.
She said angrily, "You don't treat me as your wife at all, do you?
It's such a big thing, and you didn't tell me a word even after several days.
If you don't tell me anything, why did you marry me?"
Meng Sheng was a little confused by the scolding. He didn't feel the need to talk about those memories, most of which were gloomy and terrifying. He was also afraid that it would scare his wife. He didn't expect that it would make people angry.
But don’t worry about anything else. The most important thing right now is to be humble and coax your wife.
Meng Sheng protected his ears with one hand, crying out in pain and begging for mercy: "It hurts, it hurts!
Wife, daughter-in-law, please be gentle, be gentle!
You're going to twist my ears off!"
The man had been outside for quite some time, and his ears felt like lumps of ice. Feng Yijia twisted them twice and then let go in disgust.
Meng Sheng covered his burning ears and spinelessly stepped forward to defend himself: "How could I not tell you anything?
That’s all, I’m just worried you’ll worry.”
After he finished speaking, he saw that his wife still had a stern face, so he continued: "As for Dad, his soul has been consumed several times, and even if he has been nurtured, it is still a little weak.
That ancient bronze coin is a treasure that nourishes the soul.
The trees we planted were not planted in vain. When the spring comes and the weather warms up, the seedlings take root and the leaves grow out, I will use a method to gather the yin energy they produce to nourish the soul.
When my father's soul becomes stronger, I can find a body with a dissipated soul to revive him.
There’s nothing we can do right now, so I didn’t rush to speak.”
Hearing this, Feng Yijia stopped being angry and asked, "It shouldn't be hard to find a body with a dissipated soul, right?"
Meng Sheng blinked and said, "It's not easy to find someone who is in good health but about to die.
But right now, Dad’s soul can only find someone like this.
For successful rebirth, the strength of the soul and the condition of the target body have a lot to do with it.
A person with a strong soul can occupy the body of a person with a weak soul, but a person with a weak soul cannot occupy the body of a person with a strong soul.
We can raise him while looking for one. If it doesn't work, we can wait another ten or eight years at most. When Dad's soul is stronger, we can find a body with an incomplete soul to be reborn.
A person with an incomplete soul is commonly known as a fool or a vegetative state, and this is definitely not difficult to find.
Even in these ten or so villages, we might be able to find two.”
Feng Yijia thought for a moment and asked again, "What does the Taoist mean by reincarnation?"
Meng Sheng had already pondered over the matter of soul reincarnation in his mind. Upon hearing this, he replied without a single stutter: "What the Taoist priest means by reincarnation is that when the fetus is three or four months old and just begins to gain consciousness, a special method is used to allow the soul to attach to the fetus's body.
This does not require much from the soul, and is the method that least harms the harmony of nature and does not violate the law of cause and effect.
The brain of a three or four-month-old fetus is too weak, so the soul will naturally be suppressed and weakened when it enters the body. After ten months of pregnancy, the baby will most likely not remember what happened before.
It is equivalent to a brand new person, so it is called reincarnation.
I didn’t think my father would be happy about it, so I didn’t mention it.”
Before Feng Yijia could reply, Feng Youcai, who had appeared out of nowhere, said affirmatively, "Sheng is right. If I forget about Xiaoguai, I might as well just drift along like this.
I won't occupy a fool's body. No matter how stupid a person is, he should live a good life. I won't do such immoral things.
If you encounter a body with a dissipated soul, you should be reborn if possible.
It doesn’t matter if I don’t meet her, I’m quite content just being with Xiaoguai like this.”
Feng Yijia felt a pang of sadness in his heart and a tightness in his throat when he heard his father's love. He retorted in a hoarse voice, "I still want Dad to support me and take care of the children in the future. You can't just let it go like this!"
Meng Sheng nodded: "That's right, take good care of it first, and slowly explore your body, you will always find the right one!"
He doesn't want to have a father-in-law who is always elusive.
Feng Youcai snorted. He couldn't stand his son-in-law. As a man himself, he knew very well what was going on in Meng Sheng's mind.
But for the sake of my daughter and future grandchildren, I tried not to show up during this period.
This appearance was not without reason. Even when he was curled up in the copper coin, he could feel the resentment rising to the sky.
I floated out to take a look and found that someone had died.
Of course, whether others die or how they die has nothing to do with him, a ghost who died more than ten years ago, but he just can't stand women being unfaithful.
After stating his thoughts, Feng Youcai quickly got down to business.
"Sheng boy, your third cousin was pushed off the Eagle Cliff by his wife and her lover and died!
Do you want to go and have a look?
Tsk tsk, your foolish Third Uncle was muddleheaded for half his life, and when his soul dissipated, he actually woke up. At that time, his entire soul was twisted with hatred, and his resentment woke me up from more than ten miles away.
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