Chapter 789 This Life

Meng Fei was silent and thought for 15 minutes. Yuan Ziqi called him several times before he understood.

Yamamoto Miyaji asked with a smile, "Do you know who the beautiful woman in the painting is?"

Meng Fei sighed, "I know, my wife."

Yamamoto Gongji snorted coldly: "You're welcome. When you see a beautiful girl, you say it's your wife. This beautiful woman is really a big deal."

Meng Fei looked up and said, "Is this my classmate Zheng Meimei? We are lovers. What's wrong with my wife?

Gong Ji also trembled all over when he heard it and exclaimed, "You said you... know this girl? Is she a classmate with you?

Meng Fei said, "Yes, yes, it's my classmate. If you don't believe it, ask Yuan Ziqi."

Yuan Ziqi nodded and said, "Yes, it's Zheng Meimei, but how can this dead zombie have a portrait of Zheng Meimei?"

Meng Fei felt very confused and strange. At the same time, he also had a deep fear in his heart. He always felt that Shennong's tomb and Wusheng's tomb were constantly related to Zheng Meimei, and he also had an ominous foreboding.

Yamamoto said with a respectful smile, "I was reincarnated and reincarnated. Everything is predestined.

I'll tell you now who this girl is. His name is Luo Fu. Luo Fu is a peerless beauty who once was a concubine of Wu Sheng.

Luo Fu Nv has always been an elusive figure in history books. Some people say that she lived in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, while others say that he lived in the period from the end of the Han Dynasty to the Three Kingdoms.

There have been different views on Luo Fu's identity. One opinion is that from Luo Fu's luxurious dress and her husband's status, she should be an aristocratic woman. A "Hu girl" of "Dangyu", "long skirt with belt, wide sleeves and happy. Lan Tianyu on the head and Qin Zhu behind the ears. The two are so good that they have nothing to do for a lifetime. One is five million, and two is more than ten million. It's really beautiful and touching. Even the king of Zhao there is also salivated on Luo Fu.

Luo Fu finally did not die for the king of Zhao who was forced to throw himself into the pool. 20 miles northwest of Handan, there is a famous relic, Luofutan. Li Bai, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty, visited Luofutan in spring, leaving a famous sentence, "The sun sets in the west of the peaks."

But I don't know why, in the Song Dynasty, there was a woman who was exactly the same as Luo Fu's girl. She once had another relationship with Wu Sheng.

Meng Fei smiled bitterly: "Zheng Meimei is really beautiful, exactly the same as Luo Fu in the painting. You see, the beauty mole under her lips is the same. What's going on? Do I know that there is really reincarnation in the world? There is really a past life."

Meng Fei's guess is reasonable, but there is still one thing he doesn't understand. If Zheng Meimei is really the reincarnation of Luo Fu's daughter, what does it have to do with the miscellaneous old man in front of him?

How many lifetimes has Luofu experienced, and has he ever had an affair with the miscellaneous hair in front of him? Shit! It's not that exaggerated, is it?

At this time, Yamamoto Gongji looked up at Meng Fei, and then looked down at Wu Sheng in the coffin. He suddenly realized and exclaimed, "You, you, Meng Fei, stand up and look at Wu Sheng in the coffin, and then look at yourself to see if he looks like you? You... seem to... as if you are alone."

"What are you talking about?" Meng Fei was so scared that he almost fainted. I'm fucking his mother, isn't it? I'm so handsome, how can I be like a miscellaneous hair? Let me see.

Meng Fei looked at the dead body inside again. Sure enough, if he removed the old beard in front of him and combed his hair, it would be almost the same as what he saw in the mirror.

My mother, this joke is too big. I won't be... Isn't it the reincarnation of this miscellaneous old man?

Yamamoto Miyaji smiled helplessly: "Meng Fei, yes, this is you. It's exactly the same. Look at the mouth, eyebrows, and nose. It's just like life. Congratulations on finding your previous life."

"Congratulations!" Meng Feiniu roared, "Don't scare me, fuck! How can I be the same person as this miscellaneous old man? Your eyes are on the fixed eyes, right?

Yamamoto Miyayoshi continued to distinguish: "Is this... really you? I didn't expect that you are the reincarnation of the martial saint. You are awesome and domineering. My admiration for you is like the endless Yellow River of the Yangtze River."

"Chuanxi, your grandma's head!" Meng Fei was really angry. He didn't believe it at all, let alone admitted that he had something to do with Wu Sheng. He was the son of the emperor in his previous life, and he went through the vicissitudes of the world and finally died with hatred.

If you are Zhang Haotian who has lost his memory, then he should be the reincarnation of Guangji monk.

Guangji was the most powerful martial arts saint in the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. After Guangji's death, he was reincarnated as this Wusheng, and this Wusheng was reincarnated as Zhang Haotian 800 years later?

At this time, his brain was a little confused, and he shook his head hard to make his brain more clear.

At this moment, Meng Fei unexpectedly found that the head of the corpse in the coffin also shook his head.

Damn it! Sure enough, I have a feeling in my heart. Is it... Is it because Wu Sheng turned into a zombie not because they just took away the fish intestine sword, but because they met him Meng Fei? It seems that we cherish each other and meet a bosom friend.

A big living man saw a coffin in the gloomy ancient tomb, and it was himself lying in the coffin. Everyone would be scared to death if he caught up with this matter.

Meng Fei was really scared and a little panicked. He had never been so scared since he grew up. This time, it was a horror from the bottom of his heart. My spirit is almost broken.

He turned his head and asked Yamamoto Miyayoshi, "You have lived here for 20 years, right?"

The camel nodded: "It should be. I don't know the year. All I know is that the year I was beaten by Yamamoto was 1985.

Meng Fei asked, "To be honest, is there any other way out here? I want to escape, the sooner the better."

Yamamoto Gongji clearly felt that Meng Fei's hand trembled a little, and then shook his head: "Absolutely not, but there is also a cave, which is a fork in the way. It is full of overwhelming vampire bats. I have never been in, and we are just a dead end."

Meng Fei said, "Let's go quickly. Even if we are bitten to death by bats, it's better to be scared to death here. I saw myself 800 years ago and died so miserably. There is nothing more terrible in the world than this. Hurry up. I'm so scared that I peed my pants."

He said that he picked up Yamamoto Gongji on his back, grabbed Yuan Ziqi, and couldn't help rushing out.

Yuan Ziqi was also very scared. She didn't know what was going on, but she felt horrible.

In fact, when she first saw the old way in the coffin, she felt that it was very similar to Meng Fei in front of her, and also very similar to Zhang Haotian.

If it hadn't been for Yamamoto Miyaji's explanation just now, he would have really regarded the person in the coffin as Meng Fei.

The three of them ran away, a bit like a mouse crossing the street, and Meng Fei's soul was scared.

Yamamoto Miyayoshi screamed in the back, "It's down. Down, you back down, I'm facing down.

Only then did Meng Fei find that Gong Ji's feet were fighting on his shoulders. Because of panic, he turned the old man on his back.

He turned around and kept walking out, saying that he was walking, but in fact, it was almost the same as running. He really wanted to step away from the horrible coffin.

Walking a hundred or two steps away, Yamamoto Miyaji suddenly shouted, "Stop!"

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