But he only knows what was true before he passed out, and he didn't know when he was in a coma! He can't design things after he dies before he dies, he is not a god after he dies, he is not the master of the realm after he dies, and he is not a god of death, he can only nod ignorantly, let's fool the past first. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Meng Wen can't say that I don't know at all, let alone that I am a possessed person in the dream realm of the coma realm, this little body is not mine at all, can this be said? If you say this, you can't think of me as a goblin, and you can't say that you're dead.

Seeing Meng Wen nodding, the middle-aged man asked again, "Do you remember your name?" Meng Wen thought about it, he couldn't say that his name was Meng Wen, if he said it was wrong, they might really think of themselves as goblins, then it would be bad He quickly shook his head, pretending to be stupid, what was my little body originally called? The starter should be a nickname.

The middle-aged man looked at Meng Wen in surprise after seeing Meng Wen shaking his head, and then said word by word: "Lost, lost soul, this is lost soul?" After speaking, the middle-aged man stood up, lowered his head and reached out to support Meng Wen's shoulders, looked at his mouth carefully, and muttered: Soul loss, how can it be soul loss? What's the matter? What a mess!

After speaking, the middle-aged man looked at Meng Wen's double eyelids, and then pulled one of his small hands to hold it, and a warm current quickly flowed from Meng Wen's small palm from his arm to his whole body. Meng Wen was stunned at that time, and his heart flashed with horror.

Meng Wen has come into contact with those special soldiers and those special forces in the army, and some of them are masters of internal skills, but they definitely don't have such a strong sense of spirit. He has designed weapons and equipment for those special fighters and special forces, and he has a very good understanding of their abilities and combat methods, and those leaders who lead special fighters and special forces have provided themselves with very detailed top-secret information, introducing the training and combat methods and special abilities of those special soldiers and special forces, so that they can refer to them when developing weapons and equipment, otherwise they will not be able to design and develop the most suitable weapons and equipment for them, and improve their combat attack survival and protection capabilities.

At this time, Meng Wen had not recovered from the shock, the middle-aged man had already withdrawn his hand and sat back on the edge of the kang, he looked at Meng Wen like an unloaded ball, and unconsciously muttered: "Qizi, I haven't eaten yet, I must be hungry, I haven't eaten since I sent it last night, Erfat, quickly ask your mother to make food for Qizi." When he called Er Fat, he turned his head to look at Er Fat, and his voice became louder.

The second fat listened to the Buddha and stopped chanting, and the meditation ended immediately, and Ma slipped off the kang and ran out of the house. At this time, Meng Wen had been standing opposite the middle-aged man, and he didn't know what he should say or do, so he had no idea at all.

Meng Wen heard the middle-aged man say, "Lost soul? It may be a modern term such as "amnesia", but he likes the term "amnesia", he may now be possessed by a dream, and the soul is in the dream to this boy called the starter, and he just has a reason to pretend to be stupid, he has now accepted the fact that he is possessed in this dream, and if he doesn't accept it, what can he do, he can't go back and can't wake himself up, he doesn't count, there is no way so he can only accept the existing facts, and take one step at a time.

And this middle-aged man is still a legendary master of internal strength, will there be a god in this dream? Probably not, I haven't heard of the Qing Dynasty having immortals, even if there are, they are all nonsense in those novels, film and television dramas, Meng Wen is a little confused now, and he can't figure out the situation, and the first thing to figure out now is who he is in this dream?

"Uncle, who am I?" Meng Wen just finished thinking about it and asked the middle-aged man, and said in his heart I should take the initiative to ask, learn more about the situation, and see if there is a good solution, you can't always be so confused, confused and staring, there are problems and situations that still need to be solved by finding a way.

When the middle-aged man heard Meng Wen's question, he still looked at him for a moment and then seemed to be stimulated Yes, he replied in one breath: "I'm not your uncle, I'm your uncle, it's your uncle, my name is Shen Feng, your name is Mengqi, nickname Qizi, now thirteen, your father's name is Meng Gengli, he just died yesterday, your mother is my sister, her name is Shen Yun, and she died in childbirth after giving birth to you, alas." After speaking, he lowered his head and looked sad.

After hearing this, Meng Wen looked straight at the middle-aged man, that is, his uncle with this body, or the old uncle! is still an uncle who knows internal strength, the legendary uncle who is a master of internal strength! Meng Wen quickly received information in his mind to understand and analyze, the original owner of my body is called Mengqi, the nickname is a screwdriver, and the bottle screwdriver! I wonder if there are any bottle drivers now? Probably not, look at the walls of this broken house are all papier-mâché, there are a few old yellow human figures, and there are a lot of small points that should be acupuncture points, right? And on the kang cabinet on the wall, all of them are yellowed old books, all of which are wire-bound, line-bound books? Ancient books? That's worth it!

The windows on the wall inside the kang are also paper lattice windows, not even the most basic glass windows, and there are few furniture, and they are all antiques like the old society, antique and carved, antique? It's worth a lot of money! The other items are also like ancient ones, and there are basically not many modern items, what age is this dream? Where is it? And adults and children have big and small braids? It should be the Qing Dynasty, I don't care where it is, let's figure out what is in front of you first, I can't go back anyway, and I see if I can go back in the future. But it's good if you don't go back, how small and strong this body is, and how long it can live!

And I'm only thirteen years old now, which is too small, why is this contrast so big? What can I do with such a little brat! But this body is thirteen and fourteen, and he is tall, but he is also a child, what can I do? What am I here for? I didn't want to do anything, I didn't want to come at all, and I didn't want to do anything, this is a confused account!

I couldn't wake up from this dream, and I couldn't go back, I was doing a test at the time, how could I run here, and I couldn't wake up when I fell asleep in a dream. I'm not going to die, I'm not going to check my body this month, no problem, there's really no way to explain it! Forget it, it seems that you can only take one step at a time, and it's useless to think about it now, I want to go back to see if it's enough, or learn more about the situation......