Chapter 27 (1/2)

”Gifted?”

Shen Gongbao was stunned at first, then looked up and down at Lu Chuan seriously, and hesitated: ”is there...?”

”Shifu, maybe you don't know. I haven't opened my mind since I was born, so I've been stupid for 16 years. After uncle Jiang opened my mind for me...”

Lu Chuan's voice trembled slightly and his eyes were still bright: ”I found my head very flexible. I learned to speak just after waking up for half a month, and...”

He tried to find some differences between himself and others.

Isn't it the treatment of the hero in the novel to reincarnate to the God with the memory of his previous life?

Then another question is, where is the contrarian treasure as the standard configuration of male masters?

Lu Chuan had been thinking about this problem for half a month when the Song family just woke up and couldn't communicate with others.

However, in the end, he found that except for his clothes, he didn't even have a necklace or bracelet to wear.

After tossing and checking for half a month, Lu Chuan finally gave up the idea of cherishing the treasure.

Since there is no treasure, as a male Lord, he should have some extraordinary talents. This is also the answer he is eager to hear from Shen Gongbao at this time.

”Learn to speak in half a month, soon?”

Shen Gongbao stroked the gray beard on his chin with one hand and said, ”but in ancient times, after someone landed, he spoke for half a day and could walk in a day...”

Lu Chuan's face gradually solidified.

”Master, I have another secret that I have never told anyone...”

Lu Chuan took a deep breath and decided to enlarge his move.

As a hero, since there is no treasure, how can there be no special talent!

He still believes that he is a gifted hero.

Hearing the speech, Shen Gongbao showed his interested eyes and looked at Lu Chuan to hear what was special about his apprentice.

Lu Chuan frowned, pretended to recall something, and said seriously: ”that is, sometimes there are some strange memory pictures in my head, as if they don't belong to me, but people living in another world...”

His words were obscure and vague, because he didn't want to tell all his details.

”Hahaha...”

But this time, before he finished, Shen Gongbao laughed and interrupted him.

Lu Chuan looked at the laughing Shen Gongbao in amazement and confusion.

”Master, what are you laughing at? This is true. ” Lu Chuan explained solemnly and seriously.

”Apprentice, do you know that after this person dies, his soul will go to the netherworld, cross the Naihe bridge, drink Mengpo soup and forget the world.”

Shen Gongbao waved his hand and said with a smile, ”then enter the six samsara according to his merits and demerits, or adult, or animal?”

Although Lu Chuan didn't understand what he meant, he nodded.

He has heard of this. Simply speaking, Mengpo soup is equivalent to formatting the soul, clearing all the memories inside, and then entering the six samsara.

Lu Chuan has never experienced this process, but he estimates that when he is alive, those who accumulate virtue and do good can continue to be human or cast a good fetus, and those who commit iniquity will enter the animal road to be slaughtered livestock.

”Smelly boy!”

Shen Gongbao patted him on the head and said with a smile, ”I see you as a teacher. I just don't drink enough Mengpo soup!”

After hearing this, Lu Chuan was stunned.

”If Meng Po soup is drunk less or its weight is insufficient, it will not be able to erase all the memories of the previous life. You may see it in this life when you are a human again.”

Shen Gongbao waved his hand and said with a smile, ”I think this is the case with you. Someone must be lazy in the hell. If it affects you, how about cutting off the memory of your previous life for you?”

”No, no, no, no, no, master!”

The light in Lu Chuan's eyes faded quickly, revealing a smile worse than crying. All his memories now are from previous lives. If he cut them off, he would have to become a fool again.

What hero, it turns out... He thinks too much!

Suddenly he seemed to think of something. His eyes lit up again and asked, ”master, is it a gift to have a memory of a previous life?”