Zuo Si joked: “How do you know if you can’t remember?”
“I knew it!” Pei Rongrong said seriously: “Dad also saw it, and many people saw it, but they couldn’t remember what that person looked like.”
Zuo Si thought, could it be some kind of psychedelic magic?
“Rongrong remembers her voice.”
“Male or female voice?”
Pei Rongrong shook her head, “I don’t know, it sounds better than anyone else’s voice.”
Zuo Si couldn’t help but laugh again, how could it be that the male and female voices couldn’t be distinguished and yet they sounded better than any other voice…
Wait.
His heart skipped a beat, and a familiar feeling flashed through his mind, and then turned into certainty.
Isn’t this little kid talking about the god he met who also couldn’t remember his appearance, but remembered his voice?
“…”
Isn’t this another little goddess marked by the God Lord?
Zuo Si, who had seen the various magical abilities of Mi August and Mi Feixue, immediately gave up his plan to use Pei Rongrong as a test subject.
“Did the God Lord ask you to come to Him?” Zuo Si asked warily.
If so, wouldn’t it be a big trouble if he kidnapped Pei Rongrong?
Pei Rongrong’s eyes opened wide, and they were filled with light, burning like something was on fire.
“It turns out it was a god who saved Rongrong!”
Zuo Si: “…”
Did you hear what I’m asking?
…
In the old house.
If Mi August feels something, the book of good and evil appears in his hand.
The life of a three-year-old child named ‘Pei Rongrong’ appears on the page.
Seeing the short three-year-old life mentioning that she was haunted by the “Snake Girl”, Mi August remembered this girl’s identity.