Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

"Don't lie to me. I understand that someone needs to be responsible for the flood, so you can just say it was me." The village guard smiled bitterly.

Although he knew little about metaphysics, he had heard that children who died in infancy could not be directly reincarnated.

The extremely rough experience in the first half of his life made him never believe that good things would happen to him. He thought that Chu Yao said this because he was afraid that he wanted to die.

No one wants to take the blame for the flood, but someone must be found to take the blame.

Indeed, the flood should not have taken away the lives of the whole village. He was the one who tampered with the river dam.

But if this matter were thoroughly investigated, there would be many people involved, such as why no one regularly repairs the river dam, why no attention was paid to the heavy rainstorm, and why the people visiting the county did not go to Xiangyong Village to inspect the situation, but just took the word for it. The words of a fool.

"You don't believe what I said?" Chu Yao took out his mobile phone and sent a message, saying, "Then just wait a moment, she should be here soon."

Chu Yao's words confused Ling Feng and asked directly: "Her? Who?"

Chu Yao did not answer, but opened the yin and yang eyes for the village guard. The village guard only felt a coolness above his eyelids, which made him shiver.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a swaddling clothes placed near dozens of mounds of soil that he had buried with his own hands—the wronged souls of the baby girls.

Next to the mound next to him, squatting was a little girl, still holding the strawberry candy he had just buried in her hand.

"Wen Yin! Wen Yin!" the village guard called eagerly, wanting to hold his daughter in his arms.

But his hand went directly through Wen Yin's translucent body. Wen Yin stood up and looked at him blankly, as if wondering how he could see herself.

The village guard has missed his daughter for twenty years, but she has never even come to him in his dreams. Now that she appears in front of him again, how can he not be excited?

However, what shocked him even more was yet to come.

After a moment, a figure suddenly appeared in mid-air. She was wearing clothes similar to ancient robes and a very tall hat on her head, floating in mid-air.

Not to mention the village guard, it was the first time for Ling Feng to see Wu Chang, and he was surprised and a little at a loss.

"Boss! Tie Tie!" Wu Chang came up, "Why did you run so far this time? I almost couldn't find the way."

Chu Yao smiled slightly and told her about Xiangyong Village.

"Isn't that great? As long as they are willing to be reincarnated as orphans, they don't have to wait in line and can be reincarnated directly." Wu Chang said excitedly.

If she could solve the problem of hundreds of orphans, wouldn't she be promoted?

"If you are willing to take care of these orphans, our underworld can reimburse you for the expenses. Oh, by the way, you don't have any money now, so you can't do it without reimbursement." Wu Chang said to the village guard, "And after you die, you can still No matter how many benefits you get, some of your life debts can also be forgiven. I think you have good qualifications. Do you want to come to our underworld to work as a ghost in the future? "

The village guard felt as if he was in a dream. Pies were really falling from the sky, and he was so dizzy from the smashing.

"How about it? Think about it." Wu Chang urged, took out a scroll from his sleeve and handed it to the village guard.

The village guard took it and saw that it was actually a contract.

Following Wu Chang's instructions, he pressed his fingerprints on the lower right corner of the contract, and the next second, his name appeared on the paper.

"Wang Shisen", since the moment he gave up his identity, no one has called him by this name, and he himself feels a little strange.

"Okay." Wu Chang put the scroll away and said, "I will apply for funds for you now. It may take several days to wait for the approval. You go to the boss's house to get some meals first."

Seeing Chu Yao's half-smiling eyes, Wu Chang couldn't help but shudder, and quickly added: "I will pay you back, I will pay you back... Uh, let me calculate the interest for you, okay?"

Chu Yao didn't care about the cost of a few meals, but just felt that these ghosts from the underworld were too arrogant and left everything to her to deal with the aftermath.

Although it takes some time to declare funds, the identities of the reincarnated baby girls can be determined immediately. However, Wang Shisen didn't even have a mobile phone, so Wu Chang sent the information form to Chu Yao first.

Considering that there was only one person, Wang Shisen, but there were hundreds of baby girls, Wu Chang sent a report to the underworld, asking the baby girls to be reincarnated in batches, with a maximum of twenty girls per year.

What Wang Shisen needs to do in the next twenty years is to find these baby girls in various places and adopt them, including his daughter Wenyin.

In order to facilitate Wang Shisen's adoption of the baby girl, the underworld also arranged a new identity for him - the director of a welfare home in the imperial capital.

"The matter has been settled. You can go back to the imperial capital first. I will go back to the underworld to submit the application first, and then come back to take away these ghosts in the evening." Wuchang left with satisfaction.

Wang Shisen and Ling Feng said to each other in unison: "Wait a minute!"

After saying that, both of them were stunned.

"You go ahead and tell me, what else is there?" Ling Feng asked.

"I...I still need to bury all these flower pots. You should go back first. Please leave me three hundred yuan. I can just take the train." Wang Shisen said apologetically.

These flower pots were equivalent to the bones of the baby girls. Although their souls were reborn, he could not leave their bones here.

"It doesn't matter, we can wait for you." Ling Feng waved his hand, "I want to communicate with your daughter, is that okay?"

"Of course." Wang Shisen agreed readily.

He wanted to ask Wen Yin about the game, but he didn't hold out much hope because the flower pots possessed by baby girls related to the game were thrown into the river, and Wen Yin's flower pots were taken away by Wang Shisen.

"They came to me not long ago and asked me to live with them in another world. It's a nice place and there are no bad people." Wen Yin spoke slowly, "But, I prefer to stay with my father, although He couldn't hear me, and he kept leaving fat meat for me to eat. I hate eating fat meat the most."

"Can you contact them? Can you call them over? I have something important to ask them." Ling Feng asked patiently.

When they went to the data center at the foot of the mountain just now, they didn't see even one innocent soul, which meant that those innocent souls must have been hiding somewhere farther away.

"Okay." Wen Yin nodded and turned away.

No one saw what she did, but a few minutes later, a large number of ghosts appeared on the mountain.

They communicated with Wen Yin, sometimes showing expressions of joy, sometimes looking at Ling Feng and Chu Yao warily, and finally, a ghost floated out.

She seemed to be the oldest among the innocent souls, but she was only eight or nine years old.

Unlike Wen Yin, who had lived outside the village since she was a child, she was born and raised in the village. She was able to live to this age because Xiangyong Village did not start building a ceramics factory when she was eight years old.

"What are you asking?" Her tone was unkind, but Ling Feng didn't care and asked her directly how many players she had taken away in total.