After Yi Hua walked the road of this life, he finally let go of everything.

"How? I'll take you to the world of dreams! ”

"Okay!"

With the support of the powerful soul power of the dream soul, Yi Hua's soul body has undergone sublimation, turning from a ghost to a dream soul, and someone must guide him to do so. Yi Hua saw the dream world, and also saw the patriarch tomorrow. Tomorrow is still so kind-hearted, he looked at his son and said, "If your dream soul doesn't come down from your dream soul, I'm afraid it will backfire with your soul power." ”

Ming Yinglong hurriedly came down from Yi Hui Mengsheng's soul, revealing his true face. After Yi Hua saw his grandson, he was overjoyed.

The slashing spirit suddenly appeared, blocking Yi Hua.

"Who are you?"

Slashing Spirit turned to the Ming father and son and said, "Don't approach my master with your dream soul, otherwise it will be bad for the master." ”

When I see the slayer tomorrow, I realize that some things have become a little complicated. He chimed in: "You're not human? ”

Slashing Spirit said angrily: "Who said that I am a human again? Let's go! Let's go back! There will be time later. ”

The three of them didn't stop them, and sent Shadow to take care of what happened after they were sent back.

When Yi Hui returned to the three-life road in the video and audio heaven again, he asked the slashing spirit: "The cycle of life and death, how much do you know?" ”

Slashing Spirit put on a graceful posture, pointed to Yi Hui's head and said, "I know a lot, do you want to hear the answer?" ”

Yi Hui said: "Of course I want to hear it!"

"Everyone wants to live a good life, live a different life, whether it is sad or happy, as long as they live, they have a different hope. ”

Yi Hui thought: Lu Xun once said that hope is the so-called nothing, unprecedented. Once hopeful, doomed to disappointment. But after constant setbacks, why is there hope? That's why put hope at the bottom of Pandora's box.

Birth is the state under the stars, and there is the sun above the stars. Isn't it the meaning of life to be able to see the sun every day, to see the dawn every day, and to live under the stars every day? The cycle repeats, the sun rises and sets, and occasionally it is accompanied by the change from crescent moon to moon. This is the meaning of life, which can not only live openly under the sun, but also grope for the meaning of light in the darkness. That's life. You can move standing or lying down, in short, being alive is a kind of life. But it is undeniable that there are many people who are still alive in hell struggling under the shroud of darkness. It's just that the hope in the depths of their souls is getting weaker and weaker, and even if it is indifferent, the hope will not be extinguished. Unless hope is sold to greed in the first place.

You can live with everyone for warmth, or you can live alone and grow old. It's just that who can be lonely to the end, and who can accompany them to the end? Life is also a kind of helplessness and a kind of pain. Because once a person is alive, he will have endless troubles. It is as if the afflictions are inherently the natural enemies of the soul, and it is useless for the soul to hide, and the afflictions will become powerful due to the leakage of various desires. There are so many people who suffer because of their troubles that persuasion can only avoid them for a while, and they will solve them without looking for their troubles. But how can people in this world not look for troubles? Food, clothing, shelter and transportation are all troubles, eating, drinking, lazing and sleeping are all troubles. Everywhere, all the time. So there is death.

To die is to be killed. Less than enough, and troubles. More than enough, and then find less than the comparison and exchange for it. In short, once you have the heart of comparison, you will be able to stir up more troubles and troubles for sentient beings.

Death represents the end of a process. Is it all over? When a person dies, the soul and body are separated and become two things. Will the soul be liberated? No, once the soul is separated from the body, it becomes condensed and fragile. The likelihood of destruction will be greater.

When you die, will all your memories before you die disappear? I'm afraid it's not that easy. Computer hard drives record a lot of traces of use, such as text, photos, and videos. It even recorded what was done on any given day. That's the usage record. The human brain is also a massive memory, which is no different from a computer hard disk, the only difference is the material. Computer hard drives come from carbon and silicon. And although the human brain has a much larger capacity, it is still a memory. In reality, hard drives can be repaired even if they are damaged, and memories may be mutilated, but as long as they are not damaged, they will still be preserved. A person's memory is actually recorded by the brain. Does the human soul have a storage function? That's for sure. As long as the soul is immortal, the memory will remain. Even reincarnation will only be overwritten.

Unfortunately, there is no empirical evidence for this. If you are born, you cannot experience the taste of death, but if you die, you can give back the meaning of life. Death is a heavy topic, after all, it is described as a smoke. Death may not be liberating. Death can only unload the burden of life, but it also bears the burden of death. Therefore, the soul is maliciously overloaded by the body and naturally leaves the soul. Don't commit suicide, those who commit suicide will inevitably fall, the pain will be more long, and the impact will be more far-reaching. Although the three realms depicted in the "Divine Comedy": hell, purgatory, and heaven have no caves, aren't they exactly the three realms? Suffering, tempering, sublimation. It is also the meaning of righteousness.

Reincarnation is life from death, and birth to death.

This is a person's good wish, people will always grow old, but if there is something unfinished, it can only be turned into an obsession before death. The obsession does not disperse, and the soul does not disperse. The flesh is broken and can no longer be used, and can only exist in another form. Commonly known as ghosts. Is this true? Have you seen it when you're so old? Many people are invisible, only seen and visualized in other ways.

The times are advancing, and science is developing with each passing day. Take storage, for example. In the past, events were recorded in words or pictures. There are historical facts, and there are fictional stories. It's a pity that there is no video, if there is a video to record the moment when Qin Shi Huang ascended the throne. If there is a video recording of the real Tang Dynasty, if there is a video recording the scene of Genghis Khan galloping on the grassland to fight on the battlefield, will history be more exciting? It's a pity that this is all fantasy, but some people don't agree. As long as this is a story that happens, there will be a record on the earth. It's a fantastic idea.

While modern communication technology has reached the point of incredible, it is not enough. The video is too large in memory. That's the limitation of memory. If there is a very large camera, such as the earth itself, if you look at the earth as a 360-degree camera with no dead ends, then the billions of years of records of the earth itself have been recorded by the earth's own memory card, do you believe it? Anyway, I don't believe that the earth is just a reflection of many quantized particles, the opposition between the small and the huge, rather than the unity. That's why I want to say, "The smallest is the inside, the most is the great." How do you explain that? There are some stories that everyone is born with a certain star in the universe, and when a person dies, he will turn into a star in the sky and shine at us. Although this is a good wish. But there's no denying it, the big ego.

When a person is born, he becomes the ego. When a person's life comes to an end, he becomes a star and becomes his greater self. Watch yourself grow your ego on earth.

You may not agree with this explanation, but the correspondence between people and the stars is just cranky.

After death, is there a spirit? If size is only relative, then it doesn't matter.

The life of man is confused by death; The death of man is trapped by life.

Life, night and day. During the day, people are as active and active as the sun. In the dark night, people sink to the ground like mountains, silent.

When one sleeps at night, one dreams are as unpredictable as fate. About dreams, the sunset under the forest, when it gets dark, you will dream. Daydreaming is also a dream that people dream while sleeping.

What is the connection between dreams and the soul? What do dreams have to do with reincarnation? I'm afraid no one in this world will understand. It is difficult for the living to explain the state after death, and the dead cannot control the living.

How to communicate? Psychic. Channeling is the ability to communicate yin and yang. Rapid dreaming is hypnosis, which liberates the soul from the body and is deeper than natural sleep to release the soul.

The soul that enters the dream realm is haunted by dreams, and rarely deviates from the track, entangled in all kinds of messiness in reality. If the soul enters the world where the ego and the ego are entangled, it is difficult to escape, and it is even more difficult to detach.

Time, described as a ghost, cannot be seen or touched. And I, from a child to an adult, have been in a trance for a long time, and it seems that it has not been long. It's been a long time, and Yi Hui can still recall the good times when he was a child. The so-called beauty should be that the traces of memory have been smoothed and rounded. The dusty memories are like a computer hard drive that has not been used for many years, and the appearance is soaked in dust. But how is the inner information content read? To relive the past as it is, it seems that life is limited, and after passing through it, looking back, there is only nostalgia.

Looking back at the past that seems to be nothing, the traces of memory seem to be rusty, wipe away the rusty spots, and show the true face of memory. Only a part, even a small amount of memory, is corroded. The memory is still broken.

Once the fragments of time appear, it is almost impossible to reproduce the original memories of the years. So Yi Hui imagined that if there was really a crossing, maybe life would be even more exciting.