Meng Po was boiling soup in the kitchen, and it was raining by the bridge outside the window, and a soul holding an umbrella gradually approached, came to Meng Po's house and sat down, Meng Po washed her hands and went to the living room.

Seeing the soul in the living room sitting, Meng Po could feel the powerful aura in him.

"It's been a long time since I've seen a soul like you!"

The soul seemed to be thoughtful, and when he heard Meng Po's evaluation, he nodded with a smile.

Meng Po glanced at the soul sitting opposite the sofa, put on her glasses, and began to flip through her notebook, and the soul also sat quietly, waiting for the result, there was a slight breeze in the room, which seemed comfortable.

"Well, you died of astrology, you're a demon hunter! The Three Schools should have taught you that this is a forbidden spell. After Meng Po finished speaking, she continued to read.

The soul looked a little apologetic at this time, and said, "It is true that I have been taught, and it seems that I can't hide anything from you." ”

"It's just work, thousands of souls who have passed through me, and you are the only one who died in astrology, and I already know why, it's just that I want to know about your thought process. After Meng Po finished speaking, the atmosphere seemed a little solidified.

The soul froze for a moment, trying to speak. Interrupted by Meng Po.

Meng Po smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, you are good, not evil, I hope you will tell your psychological words, such a soup will be more delicious, and it will not be painful when crossing the Nai He Bridge, if there is still an obsession in your heart, even if you erase your memory, you will be angry when you are reincarnated in the Divine Domain." ”

After some counseling, the soul gained a sense of trust in Meng Po and said to Meng Po: "At that time, I was dying, astrology can allow me and my friends to foresee the future, I hope they can live, because, I can feel that the demon is not dead yet, and he will definitely come back." ”

"It's good that people who are dying can use astrology. Meng Po said with emotion.

Sure enough, as expected, astrology prophesied that the man would come back, that the city of creation would be destroyed in his hands, and then that there would be a new home. Unfortunately, I'm dead now, and the people I love really don't know what to do. ”

The soul became excited, the aura began to expand, showing a tendency to burst, at this time, there was a pleasant flute sound, it was Meng Po playing a jade flute, and the soul slowly soothed.

"Okay, people die with the wind, you should also let go, and then the aura will swell like just now, once it is exploded, you will become a ghost, you can't be reincarnated, you can only wander in the world, you don't want to make trouble for your new home!"

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper. ”

Meng Po went to the kitchen and brought a bowl of soup, put it on the coffee table in front of the soul, the soup looked like clear water, but there was a fragrance, Meng Po said to the soul: "Drink it, it's time to go on the road." ”

The soul looked at Meng Po, who was full of silver hair, sighed, and asked, "Can you send me to an ordinary family?"

"It's not up to me, but, based on past experience, you won't enter reincarnation, you should go to the Divine Domain, what I've been telling you is reincarnation. ”

"What kind of place is that! After a person dies, the soul naturally wants to be reincarnated. ”

"You, just like before you were born, you love to get to the bottom of it, reincarnation and reincarnation are two concepts, reincarnation into the realm of the gods, reincarnation into the world, but the world does not know the existence of the realm of the gods, and there is no distinction between the two. ”

"Oh, there is still such a place, God's Domain! It should be the home of the gods!"

"It's okay for you to understand it that way, but it's not as described in human mythology, it's another planet, a peaceful world where only good intentions exist, and when good people die, their souls will be sent there to live a peaceful life, which is what you want. ”

After listening to this, the soul was in a daze, looking at the reflection in the soup, relieved for the last time, and drank the Meng Po soup.

Meng Po tore off a page from the notebook, threw it into the soup stove, and went out with the soul one after the other.

Meng Po led the soul to a bridge not far away, and the other end of the bridge was endless darkness, like a celestial black hole, and Meng Po said to the soul: "Go, don't be afraid, cross the bridge and start again!"

The soul nodded quietly, said goodbye to Meng Po, and was just about to take a step, when the bridge in front of him suddenly shook and swayed, gradually collapsing, and then a new bridge appeared, and the soul was at a loss.

At this time, the memory of the soul is slowly fading, but it still clearly remembers the future predicted by astrology.

Meng Po sighed: "It seems that someone doesn't want you to die. ”

"Don't want me to die?"

"Or I don't want you to enter the animal path, this bridge is a human bridge to a new home, which means that someone has used reincarnation. It's sad! If you knew that you were going to the Divine Domain, you would not have given up all your aura. ”

"So, I'll be back in my new home again?!"

"Yes, someone has gambled on your future, and you have a great responsibility! ”

"Finally, I would like to know that your name, the name Meng Po, should be given to you by us humans. ”

"You're very observant, is it the Jade Flute?"

"Yes, the only person who can play magic with the jade flute is the God of Creation in my current memory. ”

"My name is Lin Shuang, and we'll see you again. ”

After hearing this name, the soul was very surprised, but it seemed to be very unfamiliar, it seemed that the memory of this piece was disappearing, helplessly, after the soul expressed its gratitude to Meng Po, it embarked on the road of reincarnation.