Author: Watermelon is a fruit

Three days passed by in a flash, and Old Man Li was already buried in the sunny hillside cemetery in the village. He couldn't read a single Chinese character in his mouth, and he couldn't even write his own name. He was tall and thick, and snored like thunder when he slept.

There is no interest at all, but the spicy and sour pimple soup is very authentic. The tombs of women are placed side by side.

The three sworn brothers had accomplished something. At dawn after Old Man Li was laid to rest, they drove back.

And the lynx still lives in the stalactite cave that is actually very deep behind Li Juaner's house, and eats in the mountains and rivers. However, it has not been seen since Zhao Changan donated a drop of blood that day.

In the past two days, Zhao Changan, Wen Ye, and Meng Xuedong had moved the sixteen old copper leather boxes, as well as the belongings accumulated by Old Man Li over the years, deeper into the cave.

Because of the karst geology, there are a large number of branches and cracks in this cave. Although it is not deep, there are many small streams. The gathered streams flow away through deeper karst cracks. It is said that the big river to the east has many river caves.

, with clear water gushing inside, these streams are most likely connected to the big river by underground rivers.

Although the lock noses of these sixteen boxes were cut off, neither Zhao Changan nor Meng Xuedong opened them to take a look, because since Wen Ye didn't speak, it was better not to do anything.

In fact, strictly speaking, these properties belong to Wen Ye's grandmother. I think Wen Ye also wants to reconcile the accounts with his grandmother before making any plans.

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Wen Ye drove, Zhao Changan sat in the passenger seat, and Meng Xuedong sat in the back seat, driving staggeringly out of the mountains.

"Third brother, you left a little early. Logically speaking, should you leave after the first payment is over, or should you come back after the first payment?"

Meng Xuedong felt that it was absolutely inappropriate for Zhao Changan to leave in such a hurry with them. He had not said before that he respected Zhao Changan's choice, and he could not forcibly prevent Zhao Changan from returning to Mingzhu just because he was a sworn brother.

After all, Zhao Changan is now a big boss who controls several companies, has a net worth of hundreds of millions, and has many things to do.

The reason he said it now is because Zhao Changan has come out of the mountain, and he believes that there are no outsiders here, and Li Juaner will not have any opinions about Zhao Changan because of these words.

I just want to remind Zhao Changan and ask him to arrange the time after returning to Mingzhu and wait for Old Man Li to come back in a few days for his first payment. This is reasonable and reasonable.

"I don't know why. Every time I pass that slope, my scalp feels numb and my back feels cold. I always feel as if someone is staring at me in the grass and woods of the cemetery."

Zhao Changan took the initiative to ask this question to change the topic, but he really wanted to know what Meng Xuedong, who had lived here for nearly ten years, had any insights. At the same time, he said clearly: "I passed by that hillside four days ago, and in my heart

I swore an oath inside, and I won’t do it again. Anyway, I won’t go back to the mountains again.”

"Prince, do you feel this way?"

At this time, Lao Er already had some physical characteristics in many of his vulgar words.

Especially in Hong Kong commercial films, it is a special kind of vulgarity. Meng Xuedong attended the University of Hong Kong for two years and is still a very particular person.

So I followed the name Zhao Changan sometimes used for Wen Ye.

"No, but that land is very good. I dare say there is a big tomb down there, and the dust is Sanhe soil. Mr. Li's father heard that he is very good at medicine and fortune telling, but he can't find acupoints in the mountains. The land is too big, isn't it?

There is a large tomb underneath, so this village is probably extinct a long time ago."

Wen Ye smiled and said: "I am an atheist. Death is like a lamp going out. How could I have such an uninhibited feeling of being stared at?"

"Yes, neither do I. I am also a staunch atheist. You said it is not impossible to have a big tomb. There are many rabbits and mice, and snakes are also easy to catch. Every spring and autumn, before paying homage to the tomb, the village organizes young laborers to kill the tomb.

The mountain was cut down, the area was cleared, and the rabbit and mouse holes were blocked, but there will still be many of these holes next time the mountain is cleared."

Meng Xuedong said: "If there is a holiday after cutting down the mountain, I will come to trap rabbits and catch a few for fun. I will pick some spices, leaves and trees unique to the mountain to remove the fishy smell and improve the smell, and take them to the small town in the city.

Restaurants are money.”

"Wen Ye, are you the only one who calls you an atheist? You talk about opposing feudal superstition, but at the same time you say something like 'this land is too big'. Are you playing double standards?"

Of course, Zhao Changan did not want to be labeled as a magician, and resolutely retorted: "Including the boss, if you talk about the gods at Qi Xiaoqin's house, do you look like an atheist? On the contrary, I am a staunch atheist.

Who!"

"This land is too big to hold the graves of ordinary villagers. This is some experience that our ancestors have summarized through continuous observation and exploration of natural laws for thousands of years. So in many cases, it may not be copied mechanically.

It’s good, because some of them seem to us to be the same template, but in fact they are very different in terms of natural laws that we don’t know about.”

Wen Ye.

"You didn't understand what we said. We really don't believe it, but we don't reject inquiry and exploration. We believe that behind all of this there is a reasonable natural phenomenon that can be rigorously revealed and proven in mathematics, physics and chemistry, that is, non-soul

Things controlled by the will and the master of creation. To put it in essence, it means not believing that there is a God in this world.”

Meng Xuedong said with a smile: "The soul is attached to the material or energy body. The soul cannot be copied or transferred."

"It's so convoluted, I'm going to feel dizzy!"

Zhao Changan grinned.

"That is to say, if human beings were created by advanced extraterrestrial civilizations, or that human beings were created by advanced civilizations, this creator is not God. The bottom line that there are no ghosts and gods in this world is that the soul must rely on matter or energy combinations, but

The soul cannot jump from this material to another material or energy body, and it is unique and cannot be copied and pasted."

As Wen Ye explained, the corners of the young man's mouth slightly raised. He liked discussing these things with others the most.

"The Paradox of the Ship of Theseus, don't say you two are ignorant."

Zhao Changan.

"Use a huge curtain next to a Ship of Theseus and build an identical Ship of Theseus. You can't say that the built ship is the Ship of Theseus, and then the curtain is raised at night.

There was a fire. Both boats went into the water to avoid the fire. One was burned, and the other one thought it was burned.

What was burned was the fake Ship of Theseus, and those who rushed to the shore the next morning would never know whether it was the original Ship of Theseus. This means that the soul is unique and cannot

Copy and paste. If the old Ship of Theseus escaped the fire and went to sea, but was still ignited, a new one will be built on the shore.

The Ship of Theseus had been dead before, and when the Ship of Theseus on the sea fell into the deathly silence of its soul, the newly built Ship of Theseus, which had been dead on the shore, appeared 100% to outsiders, even though

The new Ship of Theseus also thinks that it is the transferred soul of the old Ship of Theseus.

After waking up, I can only guess that there may be a soul leaping between substances. Then, it can prove the existence of ghosts and gods, but the problem is, including the ship of Theseus who thinks that he is the old ship of Theseus.

, how can he prove that his soul is the soul that jumped over from the ship of old Theseus?"
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