The confusion of memories in my head made me feel confused, and it was hard to believe that it was a dream or a random imagination. I even wondered if I was schizophrenic.

I forced myself to read a book for a while, but my mind never calmed down. So he took out his mobile phone, found the phone number of an acquaintance of his father and called it. This person's surname is Chen, I don't know what his name is, he is the chief physician of the city hospital, just because the hospital where he works has cooperation with his father's company, and he has met twice. When the phone called, I found out that he was a surgeon, so I lied about my headache and asked him to help me make an appointment with a neurologist.

The next morning, I arrived at the hospital. I didn't expect Dr. Chan to pick me up at the door in person, which made me a little flattered. But after thinking about it, he should have cooperated with his father at the beginning, and he didn't get any benefits from it, otherwise he wouldn't have been so diligent. Although there are still many good people in this world, it is human nature to be unprofitable, there is no doubt about it.

There was no registration queue, he took me all the way to a consultation room, he pushed open the door and walked in, and said, "Cousin, this is the child I told you yesterday, come here, you can show me, my own person." Then he turned back to me and said, "This is Dr. Chen, the chief physician of the neurology department, just let him show you any questions." ”

I hurriedly smiled and said, "Thank you, Director Chen." ”

He just smiled slightly and said, "Don't be polite to me, I'll go and get busy first, just call me at any time if you have anything." ”

Then he turned and left.

Then I sat down across from the doctor and gave me an overview of my condition. Of course, I said what I could say. I told him that there were some things that I remember I had done, but people around me said I had never done them. There were some old friends that I remembered, but there weren't any of them at all. After listening to my description, Dr. Chen asked a few more questions, and then wrote me a note and asked me to go to a certain building to find someone for a check-up.

Because I had never been to the hospital by myself, and I didn't know the process, I finally found someone after inquiring and completed the examination. Then I went back to Dr. Chen, and he looked at the test results on the computer in front of him and told me that my brain was fine. And what is the Mandela effect related to the reason for the confusion of memory? He said a lot of professional terms that may be doctors, and my understanding is probably that my brain cells are more active, I watch more books or TV series, etc., and these large amounts of information obtained from the outside world are processed and stored by the brain, and these memory materials are not used for a long time.

The advice given to me is to pay attention to rest, have a regular life and rest schedule, go to bed early and get up early.

Wasted a morning, and that's how it turned out. Fortunately, I didn't prescribe a bunch of health products to eat back, and I was satisfied.

As soon as I walked out of the hospital gate, I suddenly heard someone calling me, "Xiaoyu".

When I looked back, a girl was hurrying over, and I had the impression that it should be called Yang Chengcheng. A classmate of the academy, because she is also beautiful, although she usually knows, but there is no intersection. From the past impression, she is a quiet girl, although she is naturally beautiful, but she is simple and unpretentious. However, some time ago, there was still a rumor about her, saying that she found a rich second-generation scumbag, her belly was enlarged, and she secretly went to have a miscarriage. There is no shortage of such rumors in schools, and when I heard about it at the time, I laughed it off.

I stopped and said, "Hello, are you calling me?" ”

She ran a few steps in front of me and said with a smile: "Hello Xiaoyu, I am Yang Chengcheng from our college."

I also smiled politely, "Heard, is there anything to find me?" ”

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and her brow furrowed slightly when I said she had heard of it, but in an instant she regained her nonchalant expression. Judging by this slight change in expression, the rumors about her should be true.

She said a little crampedly: "I just met here, and I said hello to you." After all, you are also a popular figure in our academy, and I usually don't have a chance to talk to you. ”

Hearing her say this, I could only smile awkwardly. Although the memories are all there, I am still a little unaccustomed to the life style of those gentlemen. I had no choice but to change the topic and ask, "Is Yang uncomfortable, why did you come to the hospital?" ”

"No, it's nothing, it's just that my stomach is a little upset, come and check it out. After two days of exams, I am afraid of delaying the exam. She replied, slightly nervously.

She asked again, "Xiaoyu, did you drive today?" ”

I smiled and said, "What, classmate Yang wants to accompany me once?" ”

She immediately nervously restrained her smile, "No, I just want to go to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, if you drive, I want you to take me for a ride." ”

The hospital is not far from the school, only three or four kilometers away. The Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is not in the urban area at all, and it is more than 20 kilometers away from the school. There was no way to stop at all, and she even asked me to give her a ride. I knew in my heart that this woman either wanted me to be a free tool person, or she had thoughts about me. Sure enough, people still can't just look at appearances.

If it weren't for the previous rumors, this kind of girl who is automatically sent to the door, I generally wouldn't refuse. But now looking at this delicate face, there is no interest. I quietly sent a message to the fat man, "Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, see you or leave." ”

I just looked at Yang Chengcheng and said with a smile: "Okay, it's also a beautiful thing to be able to accompany a beautiful woman to visit the ancient temple." ”

I took her to the side of the street, came to a shared electric car parking spot, scanned the code and drove. She looked at me with a confused look and said, "Xiaoyu, let's ride a bicycle?" ”

I laughed, "yes, that's what I'm driving today." ”

She showed a smile that was more ugly than crying and said, "I'm afraid that if I can't ride this, the power will run out." ”

"It's okay, we can change it at any time if the power runs out halfway." With that, I pulled her straight into the back seat and headed out of the city.

Although my car is parked in a parking lot not far away, if I drive the car is likely to be one step ahead of the fat man to the destination, I don't know what the fat man is doing, how long it will take, I have to delay him a little time. Since this girl wants to beat me, I'll give her to the fat man.

The tram galloped all the way on the highway, but there was no change of train halfway, but when the moment of leaving the city, the tram went out of the operation area and lost power, so I had no choice but to drop the tram, and took Yang Chengcheng not to walk a kilometer, and then came to the temple gate.

I'm not a Buddhist, and I've never been to a temple to burn incense, so I certainly don't know the rules of the temple. The gate of the temple is two stories high, and the vermilion plaque on the door reads "Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple" in three gilded characters. According to the locals, this is the plaque inscribed for the temple by Emperor Kangxi when he passed through this place when he went south. However, there is no historical record, and it is likely that the temple made it up for its own fame.

There are two vermilion-lacquered gates below the plaque, and a stubby side door on each side. The door was closed, and only the side doors on either side were open. The entrance is written on one side, and the exit is written on the other. Although there were only sporadic pilgrims entering and leaving, a few people in security uniforms were still arranged at the entrance and exit to maintain order at the scene.

When Yang Chengcheng and I came to the entrance, the first thing was that there was a table at the door, and behind the table sat a strong man in a gray monk's robe. There is a pile of incense offerings on the table, and a huge "merit box" is placed on the ground next to the table. After the security check, they led us to the table, and then the man in the gray monk's robe said, "Is the donor going to burn incense?" ”

I didn't answer, Yang Chengcheng said "yes". Immediately, the man picked up two handfuls of incense and handed them to Yang Chengcheng's hand, and said the Buddha number, and then pointed to the merit box next to him and said, "The donor is happy."

Before I could react to what this meant, the security guard standing by the merit box walked over and said expressionlessly, "Two of you, 100 yuan." ”

I asked, "What a hundred dollars?" ”

The security guard still said expressionlessly, "The incense in your hands, fifty-one, two hundred." ”

If it weren't for this kind of occasion, I really wanted to just burst out and greet his ancestors. I glanced at Yang Chengcheng, and she didn't seem to have the intention of putting down the incense in her hand, so I said, "I came with her, I don't burn incense." ”

"Why don't you burn incense and go in? Those who do not burn incense are not allowed to enter. And once the incense is offered, it is forbidden to return it. The security guard said with a blank face.

If it weren't for the arrangement, I would have turned around and left at this moment. "It's really a Buddha who has a daughter, and Wuyuan is not worthy of burning incense to the Buddha these days." I muttered, took a hundred yuan and threw it into the merit box.

Walking into the gate of the temple, along the corridor, bypassing a shadow wall facing the gate, you can see the appearance of the temple. This kind of shadow wall is called this in our place, and some places are called light walls. It's a wall facing the gate. The front of the temple is a huge Buddha relief, because there is no research on Buddhism, and we can't understand what is carved specifically. And there are a lot of words written densely on the back, which should be the relevant introduction of the temple. I wasn't interested in it, and I didn't look at it closely.

Since it is called the Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas, I thought that the main hall should be the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas, but after bypassing the wall, the first thing I saw was the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the base of the main hall was more than one meter high, the pedestal only left a step at the door, and a huge three-legged incense burner was placed under the steps. A large pile of incense burned inside, and smoke rose upward.

When a staff member in a gray monk's robe saw us coming in, he took the initiative to greet us and said the Buddha's name. When I looked at it, it was a female corpse about 1.7 meters tall, with a single ponytail, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, fair skin, and good facial features. Under the wide monk's robe, the woman's figure is also slightly visible.

She led us to the large incense burner, pointed to the censer and said, "The donor can make incense here." As she spoke, she reached out and took the two handfuls of incense in Yang Chengcheng's hand, and made it on an offering table next to the big incense burner, and the incense was lit, and then she inserted the incense into the big incense burner, and folded her hands and bowed. When Yang Chengcheng saw the yellow futon on the ground, he knelt on it and closed his eyes and didn't know what to say to the Buddhas, and then kowtowed reverently before getting up.

The woman who burned incense for us turned around and wanted to leave, but I stopped directly in front of her and asked, "This master, if we spend money to burn incense, can we only burn it outside the main hall?" I haven't even seen the face of the Buddha, can the incense work if it is burned? ”

The woman was still not angry, and folded her hands and said the Buddha's name, "Donor, sincerity is spiritual." ”。

"Master, it's like we're putting this incense into the main hall and burning it directly in front of the Buddha's golden body." I continued.

The woman clasped her hands together and said, "Amitabha, if the donor wants the Buddha to make incense, he can rejoice for 5,000, and the poor monk can handle it on his behalf." ”