At Yi Shuyuan's words, Hui Mian's eyes lit up.
"Really? We're finally going to find Wawa? Does that mean we don't have to keep traveling? Can we have some fun here for a while?"
Before Yi Shuyuan could answer, Hui Mian was already counting on little claws.
"Even if Wawa reincarnated right after crossing the river, that was only five or six months ago. There's still ages to go before the birth!"
For all Hui Mian's fuss and chatter, Yi Shuyuan's earlier assessment had been right: the little fellow was sharp.
But Yi Shuyuan immediately upset Hui Mian's merrily clicking abacus of plans.
"Heh, that isn't necessarily true!"
"Why not?"
Yi Shuyuan smiled.
In his previous life, he had often heard people online say that reincarnation was a technical skill. Now it seemed they had actually been right.
The Underworld could determine, to some extent, whether the departed became human or beast in their next life, and influence whether the family they were born into was wealthy.
But precisely where they were born and what their family was actually like depended largely on the departed themselves-their thoughts at the final moment, their posture and direction at that moment, and so on.
The timing of reincarnation also often differed.
Sometimes, someone entered the womb once the infant had begun to take shape; sometimes, a departed soul entered only at the moment of birth.
Early and late entry each had their advantages and disadvantages. The so-called "bewilderment in the womb" was also affected by this timing.
Yi Shuyuan's explanation left Hui Mian rather dazed.
"Then doesn't that mean Wawa might already have been born?"
Yi Shuyuan and Wawa had long been linked by fate. He could sense certain things through that unseen connection, and the closer he came, the clearer they grew.