TFHS: Chapter 40

They came quietly and returned quietly. The Fengle caravan, Bai Qiaoyu, and her two guards staying in the tent next door had no idea what happened.

After coming back, Feng Jinlin didn’t ask what the two of them did in the tent. He just asked them to go back and rest. They could talk about it tomorrow.

Feng Ming and Bai Qiaomo returned to the mammoth beast but couldn’t fall asleep immediately.

This matter was revealed by Feng Ming first, so he couldn’t escape. He made a pot of tea and brought two plates of snacks. It was as if he wanted to have a long talk with Bai Qiaomo.

This was just tea. Seeing Feng Ming setting out two plates of snacks, Bai Qiaomo’s mouth twitched slightly. Was this ger not worried at all?

The soul of another world could seize the body. But in Feng Ming’s body and during the time they spent together, he didn’t find any signs of the soul seizing the body. Moreover, according to the way the head of the Feng family loved his child, it was impossible for him to be unaware if Feng Ming’s body was seized.

Bai Qiaomo straightened the hem of his sleeves. He walked to the opposite side of Feng Ming and sat down, waiting for Feng Ming to speak.

Feng Ming took a sip of tea, threw another nut into his mouth, and bit it open with a click. Bai Qiaomo’s expression almost collapsed again.

Feng Ming chewed on a nut and said, “I am different from Su Wenfan. I didn’t seize the body.”

Bai Qiaomo nodded. “I can tell.”

Feng Ming tilted his head. “If I said that I didn’t drink the bowl of Meng Po soup when I was reincarnated and I remember the events of my previous life clearly, would you believe it?”

A hint of surprise flashed in Bai Qiaomo’s eyes. “I believe Junior Brother Ming’s words. Your situation isn’t an isolated case. There are other people in the world who have awakened the wisdom of the past. There are also powerful people who have done some tricks before reincarnation so that they can avoid the influence of fetal confusion after reincarnation and awaken the memories of their past lives. There are also people whose souls are strong enough that they can easily recover their past life memories after reincarnation.”

Feng Ming increased his knowledge. “So it turns out that I am a person who awakened the wisdom of my past life. I think my father has already known this.”

Bai Qiaomo confirmed it. “Master Feng must’ve discovered it.”

He asked again, “Is Junior Brother Ming’s past life related to the soul that seized the body?”

Feng Ming didn’t know that Bai Qiaomo had bound the soul that transmigrated into a book into an enclosed space. He nodded before shaking his head again.

“It is somewhat related but not exactly the same. The world I lived in during my previous life and the world that person lives in might be called parallel worlds. His world has always been peaceful, but the world I live in has an apocalyptic danger. But before the apocalypse, like his world, it was a technological world where only ordinary mortals lived.”

After thinking about it, Feng Ming explained the so-called technological world where there was no cultivation civilization to Bai Qiaomo.

Then he talked about one of the pastimes of ordinary people, reading novels. Su Wenfan obviously read a novel with Bai Qiaomo as the protagonist and then accidentally transmigrated here.

Bai Qiaomo listened very carefully. He had traveled through many worlds, but there was no such technological world as Feng Ming described. “What is a routine?”

The corner of Feng Ming’s mouth twitched. Then he continued to explain the novel routines to him.

With more people writing novels, it was inevitable that they wouldn’t be able to come up with new ideas and there would be many people following the trends. This formed various genres.

He looked at Bai Qiaomo with a half-smile and said, “There is a routine where geniuses are destroyed and fall to the bottom, but they will encounter opportunities to rise again and rise all the way up. Once I learned about Brother Bai’s situation, I felt like I had met the protagonist of the plot. Being the protagonist also means trouble. Unfortunately, the situation isn’t up to any of us. Our marriage couldn’t be decided by the two of us.”

Bai Qiaomo was embarrassed. This was indeed the trouble he had brought to the head of the Feng family and Feng Ming. Then what about the soul seizing the body?”

Feng Ming continued, “This is called the novel transmigrating flow. The protagonist has read a novel beforehand and happens to travel into the world of the novel, so he replaces the original protagonist and becomes the new protagonist of the plot. The original protagonist’s opportunity becomes an opportunity for the new protagonist. After all, the novel transmigrator knows everything about the protagonist in the novel.”

“What else?”

Feng Ming glanced at Bai Qiaomo with a guilty look. “There is another genre called the rebirth flow.”

Bai Qiaomo was helpless. “Did Junior Brother Ming guess it a long time ago?”

In the technological world of Junior Brother Ming’s previous life, the lives of ordinary people were so rich and exciting. There were so many routines in a novel alone. If he was Feng Ming, he might also guess his own situation.

Feng Ming didn’t expect Bai Qiaomo to admit it directly. He said in an embarrassed manner, “In fact, it was just a guess. I wasn’t certain. In addition, a novel is just a novel after all. It is a fictional story. But I am very sure that the world we live in now is real. How can the real world be judged by the routine of novels?”

Bai Qiaomo had the same idea. He also didn’t think that his past and present lives were just stories in storybooks. He had proceeded through it step by step.

He thought it was still a matter of debate as to whether there was a novel with him as the protagonist or whether it was a novel that only existed in the cognition of the soul that seized the body.

Perhaps it was just a coincidence that the soul that seized the body obtained the future development direction of this world during his transmigration, making the soul feel like it was a novel he had read.

“What about the old grandfather?”

This was the posture of making everything clear and asking to the end. Feng Ming also knew everything. “There was an author who wrote a best-selling novel in the early days. The protagonist picked up a ring early in the novel and there was an elder’s soul contained in the ring. The protagonist relied on this soul to guide him all the way to the peak of life. Since he carried it with him, it was called the portable grandfather.”

Bai Qiaomo said helplessly, “You even guessed this?”

Feng Ming shook his head and asked curiously, “Is it really like what Su Wenfan said? Is there a portable grandfather in that black stone? But don’t be too gullible. Who knows if this soul was a good person or bad person in life.”

Bai Qiaomo shook his head. “I won’t. I will find an opportunity for you to meet.”

It couldn’t be now. Releasing the remnant soul would easily alarm the head of the Feng family and Feng Yue in the camp.

Tonight, he even sealed the Green Gathering Bead, preventing the remnant soul from knowing what happened.

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