Quick Transmigration: Male God Please Spoil Lighter

"One drop of raw tears, two old tears of money, three bitter tears, four tears of regret, tears of five inches of lovesickness, tears of six tears in sickness, tears of farewell seven feet..."

Who is it, groaning slowly?

This was the first time Shu Xiaomeng heard her voice. She was tender and affectionate and contained too much sadness.

She wanted to open her eyes and look at the whispering woman, but no matter how hard she tried, there was darkness before her eyes.

Shu Xiaomeng:? ? ?

So she is actually a blind man in this life?

"This Mengpo soup, with eight tears as a guide, you have to learn it carefully." It was still the woman's voice, this time, a little more tender.

Shu Xiaomeng wanted to shake her body, she wanted to know what she was.

"Mother, Dad said he will come back when the Meng Po soup is cooked, but you have boiled this Meng Po soup for a hundred years, why hasn't he come back?" This time the voice was crisp Lolita. sound.

"Probably..." The woman's voice paused, "He thinks the Mengpo soup I made is too bitter."

"Liar, the Mengpo soup made by my mother is fragrant. I heard from those ghosts and uncles. They all said, mother, you are the most fragrant soup made by so many generations of Mengpo. Even some evil spirits want to taste it. Taste the taste of Mengpo soup!" The little girl's voice refuted the woman's voice.

"Stupid boy." Po Meng laughed lowly, rubbing Pinellia's head.

"Mother, why don't you say that the seeds sent by Dad don't germinate? I've been waiting for a hundred years." Banxia asked with a little pouting while holding a small flower pot.

Po Meng lowered her head and glanced at the flower pot, then gave another chuckle.

"This is the sacred flower of the Buddha world. How can it sprout easily in this yellow spring?" Po Meng smiled low, seeming to be smiling at Pinellia's innocence.

Banxia looked up at Po Meng and said in a daze, "Mother, you are so beautiful."

"Stupid boy..." Po Meng laughed again.

Shu Xiaomeng:? ? ?

etc! There seems to be something wrong!

The flower in their mouth... won't it be her, is it?

No wonder she can't open her eyes, it turns out that she hasn't sprouted yet!

In other words, she is now... still a seed?

Shu Xiaomeng:! ! !

"No. 001! How did I become a seed!" Shu Xiaomeng asked.

No. 001:...

Of course it is to prevent you from being confessed by the monk again!

Of course, this sentence No. 001 will not tell Shu Xiaomeng.

So it replied with a sentence of "task needs."

Shu Xiaomeng:? ? ?

What tasks can be accomplished by a single seed? Sprout?

"No. 001! Hurry up! Send me the background of the story. I just heard what they are talking about for a hundred years and what magical flowers are there. I am very curious now!" Shu Xiaomeng said to No. 001.

"Okay, host, please wait a moment." After No. 001, he passed the story background to Shu Xiaomeng.

After receiving the background of the story, Shu Xiaomeng was silent again.

She now admires No. 001 and the main system. What world has she teleported to? There is Meng Po! There is also the legendary Meng Po soup that can make people forget the past!

Meng Po Soup... I want to drink it!

She just heard the little girl say that the Meng Po soup made by Meng Po this year is very fragrant!

The fragrance of no one before and after no one! Hmm... She wants to drink it too.

No. 001:...

Ha ha, don't forget you are just a seed.

Seed Shu Xiaomeng:...

I can absorb it!