"Aren't there any exceptions?" Ning Zheng said suddenly.

Li Youzhu looked like he was watching a play:

"What does the accident in Pyeongchang City have to do with us ordinary people? We just hid in the village and watched, watching the wonder of the red sun that happened once in a hundred and fifty years, and watching the embers connecting the leylines all over the ground, all sucked away. ”

Ning Zheng: "......"

Although this cool thing is very happy.

But you yourself would have died long ago and would have been sucked away.

All the people in the entire Lingzhuang will be cool.

"It's not impossible."

Li Youzhu still said the solution:

"Unless it's an official organization, the Red Mansion, the Mint, the barracks, the local government.... These are areas where there is a repression of luck. ”

"After all, it is the imperial court that amnesties the world, how can you move your own forces?"

Ning Zheng: !!

He seems to have.

The demons had a minting license.

No wonder his luck has not changed, it turns out that it is really none of his business.

I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, the Lingzhuang under the mountain, the three ancestors, and even Ning Shark would be fine.

But when you think about it this way, the minting license is even more difficult to get than you think.

Where did these demons get their official certification?

They came from a mysterious origin, suddenly arrived a hundred years ago, took root here, and the dragon crossed the river.

Ordinary people have a French copper mine, and they all sell French copper rough embryos.

They directly took the official certification, carried an official coinage weapon, mined, and secretly created magic money.

It always feels like it's a big deal.

Caught up in an unknown maelstrom.

But no matter what disasters will be encountered in the future, it is now over, and [Red Sun] is not about the villa, and the lack of reaction to the luck value is the proof.

Ning Zheng sighed in his heart, this moment of joy and sorrow was strange and scary.

"Sir, you must be very knowledgeable."

Su Yuniang smiled and whispered: "Talking about the cleaning of embers, can you ask for some things?" ”

"Just give the money." Li Youzhu is very direct.

For this kind of cautious little girl pretending to be cute, she doesn't take the bait at all.

Su Yuniang said: "You are full of poetry books, can I ask what is embers in your understanding?" ”

Ning Zheng pricked up his ears when he heard this, in fact, he also wanted to know.

"Embers."

Li Youzhu put down the book in his hand, "They don't think that they are dead at all, and they can't form a cognition of 'death'. ”

Su Yuniang obviously didn't agree with the public's answer.

endured the distress and took out his small warehouse, ten magic coins.

Silent recitation in my heart:

It's all about hiding the plot, for the sake of intelligence!

Uncle Youzhu took the money and touched it, nodded carefully, and confirmed that there were no counterfeit coins and no traces of use, "When do you think people are really dead?" ”

So philosophical?

Su Yuniang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became interested: "Some people say that people will die three times in their lives. ”

"The first time was when he lost his breath, and physically he died."

"The second time was when he was buried, people came to his funeral, and in society he died."

"The third time was when everyone forgot about him, and he died cognitively."

"Death is not the end of life, forgetting is."

Uncle Youzhu was obviously said to be stunned, and after a while, he came to his senses:

"You girl makes so much sense, forgetting is death..."

He smiled, "Your Excellency is extraordinary, which is implicitly combined with some embers, you can go to the imperial examination, high school three yuan, the sage personally took the palace examination, when the champion of the dynasty is none other than you, reward you with the heavenly spirit root, and serve the world's Kyushu." ”

"It's so-so." Su Yuniang was a copyist for the first time, and she was very shy: "Friends who know me know that I have a cold personality, a kind and introverted person, not the kind of person who values reputation, please don't mention the imperial examination or anything, unless it is a court-friendly thatched house, a corporal of Lixian." ”

Li Youzhu smiled, and felt that her shameless appearance was pleasing: "Do you think that Ember is dead?" ”

"Isn't it?" Su Yuniang asked rhetorically.

Li Youzhu pointed to the lively night market outside the house and said, "If I say that all the embers outside are not living people, do you believe it?" ”

"I don't believe it." Su Yuniang shook her head.

The village is obviously alive, lively, and hung with colorful lanterns, how can they be cursed to death?

Wicked!

It's too lacking in morality.

Li Youzhu nodded, thinking deeply: "Yes, of course they are living people like me." ”

"Uh-huh." Su Yuniang's chick nodded like pecking rice.

Li Youzhu continued to analyze: "So, what do we use to distinguish between life and death? Ember will also work, will also get up early and go to bed early, engage in production, and maintain the logical cycle before life, what is the difference between it and the living? ”

Su Yuniang frowned: "It doesn't seem to make any difference, they will still work for the boss, but it is better to use?" ”

Li Youzhu said again: "If I say that you are an ember, do you believe it?" ”

"I don't believe it."

Su Yuniang felt that this joke was too big.

It's okay to say that her father and fellow villagers are embers, and to say that she herself is an ember, isn't this when she's a pure fool!

Not far away.

Ning Zheng leaned against the door of the bookstore, watching the bustle of the villagers coming and going outside, and listened to the chat between the two of them in the store behind him.

I don't know why, I feel a little sad.

After all, it's the bystander.

"You say you're not an ember, how do you prove you're not an ember?" Li Youzhu smiled.

Su Yuniang frowned deeply, "I can't prove that Ember has no knowledge of death. ”

It's like a well-known imaginary "brain in a vat" where you can't prove that you really exist.

You choose to jump off a cliff to prove it, turn into a muddy body and get back up again, you will still instinctively ignore cognition, complete and rationalize your memories in various ways, and continue to forcibly think that you are still alive.

There is no solution to this at all.

Like "Dazzling", he always thinks he is alive on the mountain, and the blacksmiths have tried all kinds of maneuvers - to prove that you are dead.

Even all kinds of philosophical masters, psychologists, gave advice, but they didn't solve his unsolved mystery!

But I don't listen to any proof, it's stupid.

Li Youzhu said with a smile: "Sometimes when I have nothing to do, I just wonder, is there a possibility, maybe I have died a long time ago?" For example, half an hour ago, I fell to my death as soon as I went out, and I was robbed and killed by a demon cultivator while walking on a mountain road. ”

"Can I prove I'm alive? No, I can't prove it! It is said that the flowers bloom to see me, but at this moment, I don't know who I am...."

Li Youzhu said: "Speaking of this, do you agree with this truth?" ”

"I agree." Su Yuniang nodded.

But now that I'm bringing it in, I feel horrible.

Dialectical question: How to prove that you are not embers at this time?

Li Youzhu smiled:

"I read a quote from a saint today, when does a person really die? It's not that his body is dead, it's not that his empty embers are left behind to mean death, it's that when Ember realizes that he's dead, then you're really dead. ”

Su Yuniang seems to understand: Ember realizes that he is dead, is this person really dead?

Li Youzhu said: "Let's use higher style words." ”

"You may keep repeating all your daily life, dead and silent, muddy, soulless, hollow and selfless."

"But when you finally stop the cycle in the early morning of one day, let out a long sigh: None of the thoughts are me, and you know that I am not me."

"If you really know who you really are, and I'm not Him, then you're really dead."

Su Yuniang was suddenly stunned.

This game... Forced, full.

At this time, the [embers] have completed the cognitive defects, jumped out of the repetitive logical routine, and has a complete self, what kind of state is it?

The embers who know they're dead...

Suddenly I felt a little inexplicably scary!

The living person has an epiphany, and ten thousand volumes are not, so I know that I am me, enter the fairy gate, and see the vast world.

Ember epiphany, all thoughts are not, only to know that I am not me, into the ......, see....?

Both are to break free from the shackles and break the confinement.

Perhaps, only when a person realizes that he is dead can he have a chance to truly relive.

- My life is born after death.

Could this be the legendary Life Alive?

"What is the name of the ember after it really comes back to life..."Su Yuniang was a little excited.

"Money." Li Youzhu stretched out his hand.

"People die for ashes, and embers die for money? How can it be called money? It's so cheesy. Su Yuniang looked shocked.

"I said give money, that's the next question." Li Youzhu looked at her and ignored her sloppy eyes.

"Why are you desperately asking for money, you can't be like this." Su Yuniang was furious on the spot: "I don't have any money in my pocket!" ”

"Cunning little girl, get out! Get out! If I don't buy books, I'll close the door, and I'll come back tomorrow. ”

Li Youzhu listened to this person's chatter, picked up a broom and made a gesture to drive people away, disgusted that someone disturbed him to read.

Driving the immoral Su Yuniang out, he put down the broom and closed the door.

"Little girl, lack of morality."

He laughed and scolded, carefully packed the books on the shelves, each book was as gentle as his own child, smoothed the wrinkles on the paper, washed up, and slowly blew out the lights.

"It's nice to be young." With a sigh, darkness reigned in the book house.

The moonlight didn't shine in the slightest, so I slowly went up the stairs to the second floor of the attic, covered the futon and lay down slowly, I don't know why, I couldn't sleep.

"Everyone in the world sees me when the flowers bloom, how do you know that this is the real me."

After a while, he suddenly pushed open the back window of the bookstore.

Looking at the moonlight in the sky, it was like a thin veil covering the sea of stars, and a long sigh echoed in the darkness.

"Maybe when I saw that shark when I was a child, it was already dead."

"Am I a relic that I have left in this world since I was a child?"