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Cheng Ming rarely takes my car, not because he knows a lot about people, but because he really rarely goes out.

A large bag of loose candy was dropped in the back seat. The unit price is not expensive, but it can't hold a large amount. The fat man didn't explain why he bought it, and I didn't ask. I thought that if I couldn't talk later, I could use it to feed the fat man, one pound a day, for a month, and if I couldn't eat him, it wouldn't be over.

Red light, no car in front, this situation as an old driver I can't scold, my heart is very congested. Then I saw a convoy with white flowers on the opposite side of the road.

"Damn!"

"What are you scolding? That's a good thing. Cheng Ming said, reached out and grabbed a handful of candy from the plastic bag in the back seat, and then threw it out of the car window.

The corners of my eyes twitched, and I said, "You didn't tell me you were throwing it away when you bought it!" Moreover, this is an intersection, there is monitoring, two points will be deducted for two hundred yuan, are you joking when you are a traffic policeman? ”

"Calm down, don't pinch my chin." Cheng Ming called.

Nima, when I want to pinch your chin? I wanted to choke your neck, but unfortunately I couldn't find it!

"Ahem, well, I can explain why I did it, really. Very believable! ”

I let go of Cheng Ming and waited for him to explain. If he doesn't explain it well, I'm going to cross the intersection monitor, stop in front and continue to find him to pinch by the neck.

"Those who come are welcomed, and those who go are sent, which is nothing more than courtesy."

"You must know that two sentences of classical Chinese do not exempt you from the suffering of your flesh and skin."

"In ancient times, after the emperor died, he was called Emperor Daxing before his name was decided."

"Uh-huh. Showing off historical knowledge is also useless. ”

In other words, in the eyes of the ancients, death was just a long journey. In essence, there is no essential difference between you and going to the downstairs community for a walk. ”

"The ancients have really big hearts."

"We travel in a general sense. It usually refers to the body leaving one place and coming to another. ”

"Well, what you say can also be used to explain cheating."

"I can ignore your complaints, but you also have to consider the younger readership of this book and the mythical beast river crab that you may face in the future."

I didn't speak, and manually motioned for him to continue.

"When a person dies, he is usually buried in the nearby mountains, and his own fields, even if it is the emperor's mausoleum, are usually around the capital. Then the interesting thing comes, since the distance is so close, why do you use adjectives such as big, far, and so on? ”

"I'm never going to ask, 'Why?' So hopefully you're ready to justify yourself. ”

"Tsk, that's an interesting question."

“……”

"Actually, it's very simple, that is, the ancients thought that the journey of the body was only the beginning of this journey, and that it really had to go a long way. It is the soul that originally dwells in the body. ”

"Well, soul." Cheng Ming repeated her words to herself.

"How far is the soul going? I'll take Elysium as an example; Shakyamuni said: From the West, there are more than 10 trillion Buddha lands, there is a world, and the name is Bliss. Well, a Buddha land is a three thousand worlds, and you can also automatically understand it as a great plane of desolation. With the development of telescope technology, the universe that can be observed by Earth technology is gradually expanding; Billions of light-years, tens of billions of light-years, and the nearest nearly 100 billion light-years, should reach 300 billion in the future. That's right, our universe, is a small world of three thousand, well, . A 3,000 great world contains 3,000 small worlds like us. So, think about it, is this long trip considered 'far', and should it not be 'big'? Of course, I'm talking about imaginary numbers, but it's always conceptually fine. ”

"As for the other places where the soul goes, such as the Netherworld, Hell, Heaven, Heaven, etc., etc., they are all the same in terms of distance. These places are far away, but it is still theoretically possible to cause qualitative change through quantitative change. But some places that are a little closer, places like the Netherworld, because ...... Well, don't talk about that. In short, there are some rules to follow. ”

"After people go, cover the scriptures, enter the coffin, light the lantern, break the pot and raise the banner when the funeral is released, the civil official points the master, the military general sacrifices the door, and so on. Although the times have changed now, and many rules have been reduced again and again, some basic rules can be followed, and it is still good to abide by them. For example, what I just did, it was a spiritual sacrifice. To put it bluntly, it's a handful of sugar. ”

Since last night, a lot of what Cheng Ming said has had to be digested by me for a while.

The red light turned green, and I restarted the car and crossed the intersection, saying, "So, will anyone really eat?" ”

Cheng Ming smiled a little paradoxically, and asked me quietly: "What about the candy I threw out?" ”

I couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror, and then I couldn't help but stand upside down;

The road was empty, and the funeral convoy that had just staggered away from me was gone. Instead, there was a strange shadow of pink and white, wearing a wide robe, long sleeves, and a beast's head, with a huge humanoid torso, holding a white banner the thickness of a stone pillar on both sides.

Wearing the armor of an ancient general, a goblin holding an uneven stick walks in front and keeps waving.

There was even more variety in the middle of the ranks; Some of them are like giant balls of flesh but have long hair and limbs, and some are like normal people being stretched three meters out of thin air, and the overall feeling is weird and extremely uncoordinated.

In the sky above the team, there was a huge umbrella that was stretched out, covering the entire team, and the edge of the umbrella was full of stacks of human heads.

And this is, I also let go of the sound of a loud and heavy "Mime". Then there was a burst of clear laughter that seemed to pierce directly into the bones.

In a trance, the funeral convoy from before was still in the rearview mirror, and the candy thrown out by Cheng Ming was still not visible on the ground.

"This, what's going on?" My heart is as strong as mine, but I still can't help but ask Cheng Ming, who is sitting in the co-pilot's seat.

"You've asked me a lot of questions. Now I'll ask you one too. Cheng Ming looked at me and said calmly: "I have lived in this city for so long, and I have never heard of a poor temple. Can you tell me where the temple is? ”

"What do you say? Isn't it just in the ...... In the ......"

I can't go on, because, yes, where is the Temple of the Poor? Yesterday, when Sun Liguo said the name of the Poor Temple, I didn't look at the navigation, so I drove directly to that place. Why is it that there is no impression at all now?

I hurriedly took out my phone and opened the Didi software to check the records.

According to the records, my last business order yesterday was actually to pick up people at Beer Street at half past one in the morning, and then go to the neighborhood not far away. That order, I remember, was given to a young man who had drunk high. But what about the business I took at half past two? Hacked by Didi?

I didn't give up, and continued to use the Didi map to check the address of the Poor Temple.

"Search inconclusive"

Wu Nimabi, yesterday it was you who said that the destination of the poor temple had arrived, interrupting the words of the suspected Sun Liguo.

I looked at Cheng Ming, Cheng Ming snapped his eyes, and only after a moment did he sigh lightly and said, "I ask you a question, just like you ask me, it's really hard to answer clearly." ”