Wu Chen answered faintly.


    He immediately lowered his eyes and gently shook the sleepy Xiang Xing who was pulling his arm.


    She laughed softly. "Wife, get up."


    "... well..."


    The little guy reluctantly raised his hand and rubbed the bleary wet soft eyes.


    Like a kitten, he yawned lazily before opening his eyes and looking around for a few times.


    Then, his eyes fixed directly on the super large gossip mirror, and his small head tilted, "ah Chen, what''s this for?"


    The man raised his eyebrows: "our special shortcut for tourism."


    "... ah?"


    Xiang Xing froze.


    The next second, I saw the huge gossip mirror, which opened automatically and slowly


    In the mirror, like any door of Doraemon, there was a scene completely different from Wu''s family!


    The little guy''s soft eyes stared round.


    This, this is not really any door, is it?


    However, Wu Chen did not seem to intend to explain too much.


    Just holding her hand, took her and walked in slowly.


    They went through the gossip gate and came to a small village that looked particularly simple.


    Here still retains the most primitive style of the countryside, with beautiful mountains and rivers, rich farmland and the beauty of the original ecology.


    Seeing Xiang Xing, he couldn''t help but open his soft eyes in amazement and exclaimed: "how beautiful!"


    Wu Chen only smiled and didn''t say much.


    Continue to lead her and walk slowly towards the village.


    However, they haven''t entered the village yet.


    But suddenly found that on the stone pier at the entrance of the village, there was a slim girl who looked eighteen or nine years old.


    However, the girl seemed to be a fool. At that time, she was foolishly smiling, tilted her head and looked at the birds and butterflies flying in the sky.


    His mouth was humming out of tune.


    However, when Xiang Xing approached and saw her face clearly.


    But he was so surprised that he couldn''t close his mouth.


    ——This girl looks so much like Luo Qingya!


    No, she is as like as two peas.


    Even the babbling voice is very similar to the great singer who was popular all over the Qinghe River at the beginning of the last century!


    Thinking, the little guy seemed to realize something. He couldn''t help but raise his head and look at the man on the side.


    Aware of her eyes, the man touched his thin lips and nodded slowly.


    "Yes, she is Luo Qingya''s reincarnation."


    "... how did reincarnation become like this?"


    Xiang Xing is a little incredible.


    Somehow, she vaguely felt that the little girl''s state did not seem to be deformity or stupidity caused by disease.


    But vaguely, something is missing.


    Something she needs to feel with psychic power.


    "... it seems that you see something."


    Seeing the little guy thinking, Wu Chen couldn''t help laughing.


    Then he suddenly led her to the side of the big tree.


    While enjoying the cool, he continued to explain, "Taoism says that people have three souls: one is fetal light, the other is cool spirit, and the third is quiet essence."


    "Among them, the soul of Shuangling represents people''s ability to communicate with all things in heaven and earth, as well as intelligence, logic, judgment and reaction. Therefore, in ancient times, some people said that people would be stupid because of the lack of Shuangling."


    "Well, this little sister will become like this because she has lost a soul?".


    Xiang Xing blinked her soft eyes and asked softly.