I know the Great Immortals, I just found a few Great Immortals and failed to summon my wife's dead soul, so I took great pains to learn how to travel through the underworld out of the body, but what else could it be besides the Great Immortal, I can't say.

"I'm not a great immortal, I only do things for myself, I'm here to find my wife. ”

It was this time that I told Xiaomeng about my wife, my guilt and longing for her, and how I cared about my wife's life after her death.

Xiaomeng was a little dazed when she heard it, and after being alarmed by me, she sighed and said in disbelief: "Such a deep love, really fake?"

"Can this be fake? Of course it's true. In order to be able to come down to find a wife, I waited for 10 years until my daughter went to school abroad, and I also worked hard to get to know Master, and I spent a lot of money to donate a temple to impress Master to teach me to leave my soul. ”

"It's rare to see a man like you. ”

I thought it was just the social language of someone with a bit of emotional intelligence, and I responded, "Where, you just didn't find out." ”

Since then, we have become friends, and now I think it was before she became Guimei, and every time I went down, I could almost meet Xiaomeng for the first time. At first, I thought it was just a coincidence, but then I realized that Xiaomeng was waiting for me there on purpose, and it wasn't until finally Xiaomeng directly confessed to me that she liked me and kept my distance from her.

However, it still bothers me to remember what day this first meeting was, after all, it has been more than a year.

I can't remember this day, so I can only watch my wife's whereabouts hidden behind this password, but I can't find the answer.

Wenwen must remember the days when she was skin-to-skin with 'me', but it was definitely not the first time she met Xiaomeng.

It's useless to ask, she doesn't know anything about me going down, and there won't be any clues.

Xiaomeng! Don't you know how anxious I am to get my wife's whereabouts, and I've already talked about it, so that I can always remember the days when you and I first met?

I can't remember that day, and I inevitably complained a little bit about Xiaomeng's approach.

Go down to find Xiaomeng?

Can't go on, can't go any further!

Because to a certain extent, Xiaomeng has changed several times from Xiaomeng to Guimei and then to Xiaomeng because of me, how to face it when we meet again, and in what capacity? Moreover, I have come back from the dead, and the case on my body has not yet been resolved, and who knows what will happen if I go down.

Let's take your own time.

Because going down hurts my body and delays sleep, half of my time I choose weekends or holidays.

I recalled some approximate possible dates, listed them aside, tried them one by one, and finally on a certain eight-digit date, the discouraging password error prompts just now finally stopped appearing!

On the first line of the document, Gui Mei wrote in bold font "Transformation according to Meng Po's dictation":

"I know I've made mistakes that I haven't made for thousands of years, but I don't regret being able to fulfill a couple like you who transcend to death.

Remembering the pain of crying to death at the foot of the Great Wall and not being able to see my husband's corpse, I can't bear to let your wife and you endure the torture I did.

Your wife waited for me to 'raise her noble hand' to prevent her from drinking Meng Po soup, and even I was willing to do it to test her will, in order not to forget you and your daughter, and couldn't bear the hard work of taking care of your children and taking care of the company alone, and hoped to reunite with you as soon as possible to share it with you.

And you are even more outrageous to sell your property to study the underworld, regardless of the damage to your body, and go down to the underworld to find your wife, just because there is no news of your wife's dead soul and whereabouts, you are worried that her life after death will not be happy and peaceful.

I think the purpose of my people drinking Meng Po soup is to help the dead, forget the grievances of the world, avoid the pain of longing, and reincarnate as soon as possible. If drinking Meng Po soup is more painful than not drinking Meng Po, then why bother? Why not give people some free choice?

But there are no rules, and there is no circle. It's not up to me to change that completely.

All I could do was to make some tricks on the soup for your wife, and no one could see that your wife had reluctantly drunk it under my persuasion and suggestion.

Only I know that it was a bowl of soup that I had specially configured in violation of regulations!

After drinking this bowl of special soup, in addition to objective scientific knowledge and logic, he almost forgot all the emotions and identity memories of his previous life.

After drinking this bowl of soup, she can't systematically remember her past life, but she will remember some fragments, very fragmentary. However, as she continued to use words or situational stimulation related to these fragments, she would slowly remember many things more and more, and finally she could almost restore the whole process of the matter.

I think that if you are destined, with your wife's reluctance and concern for you and your children, she will definitely be able to find clues about you and your past life from these fragments of memory, and be able to continue the relationship.

I thought I was doing this without anyone knowing.

Just in case I found a flaw, I also helped change your wife's name, and I don't think anyone will know if I don't say it.

But after all, I still can't forgive myself for the mistakes of principle I have made.

Xiaomeng said, your wife should have come to your side a long time ago, but you haven't been able to recognize each other yet.

You should be able to guess where your wife is by now, right?"

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Xinya!?

The wife I was looking for actually borrowed Xinya's body and returned to me a long time ago!

I don't know if I was too shocked or too excited, I sat there without moving, as if my heart and blood were at rest.

If it hadn't been for Xinya knocking on my door, I don't know how long I would have been in that state.

When I woke up from my trance, when Xinya came in, my first reaction was to go up and hug Xinya tightly and say to her: Wife, you made me find it so hard, it turns out that you are by my side!

"What's wrong with you, ah, what's wrong?" Xinya stared at my face anxiously.

Xinya's question made me more sober, I can't hug her so recklessly, she will be scared, and she may not be able to accept Guimei and Meng Po's "nonsense" immediately.

"I... I'm fine, it's fine. "That's when I could clearly feel that my heart was back in function and beating unusually violently.

Xinya took two steps forward, pulled out two tissues from my desk, stretched them out to my face, and said in her mouth: "It's nothing, it's nothing, why are you a big man locked in the office during the day?"

Am I crying?

"How so!" I quickly snatched the tissue from Xinya's hand and wiped it on my eyes a few times.

"Is it because of the case? Actually, you don't have to worry about that, even if the psychiatric evaluation is not successful, the court will always decide according to the facts of your unconscious behavior. No matter what the outcome is, you can serve your sentence inside with peace of mind, and I'm here for the things outside. ”

The case was undoubtedly frustrating, but with the news of my wife and the fact that she was back with me alive, I still couldn't contain the excitement and excitement in my heart, even though I couldn't reveal the secret in front of Xinya yet.

On the way home from work, I had to turn my face sideways to look at Xinya and smile from time to time.

Xinya also laughed, but Xinya's smile was just a laugh, a helpless reaction to my inexplicable actions.

"You drive well. ”

"It's okay, the speed of the traffic jam is not high, see if you still have the time. ”

Xinya sat in the passenger seat and bowed forward, looked at the slow traffic around the car, and turned her head: "Why are you so weird today, why do you keep looking at me and laughing, what's wrong with me?"

As she spoke, Xinya reached out and opened the mirror behind the visor above her head to examine her makeup.

"No need to check, except for the beauty, nothing wrong. ”

Xinya snorted: "That's something wrong with you." ”

Say whatever she wants.

I held the steering wheel with my left hand, and my right hand reached over to grab Xinya's hand, Xinya instinctively pulled back, but I was prepared, and she was not as strong as me, and my hand was grabbed.

Xinya's face flushed and she looked at me in disbelief, her hand still trying to pull back. I clung to it, occasionally smiling at her, and found that she was no longer struggling, leaning against the backrest, looking out the window, very calm.