You may read the experiences I am about to write down and call them nonsense, but please be patient and continue reading, because these are real events that happened in my life. I write this with a chilling heart.

All of this, for an ordinary person, has completely exceeded the cognitive and psychological endurance.

Before writing, let me ask you a question first, are you afraid of death?

Many people would say, of course, they are afraid. After death, there will be nothing. All the wealth, power, family, friends, etc. they have in this life will disappear. Some people have made an analogy, life is like taking a bus.

.You get on the bus when you are born, and get off the bus when you die. No one knows what it will be like when you get off the bus, but the only thing that is certain is that everything on the bus has nothing to do with you anymore.

The more important reason why many people are afraid of death is the unknown. No one knows what the world after death will look like and what state I will be in, because everyone who knows is dead.

Throughout the ages, almost all great works of art worth mentioning are related to death. Death is always a persistent obsession of the living and a topic that will never tire of it. It can go hand in hand with love.

What I'm going to talk about next is related to a kind of person. Classifying this kind of person is more like a profession than ability.

This kind of people, I can't specifically define their profession, they are magic sticks, goddesses, charlatans, wizards

Let’s talk about their abilities. They can understand life and death, and travel between Yin and Yang.

Let me talk about a mysterious person first. He is a friend of a friend of my friend. In short, there are many layers of relationships involved. It is a kind of fate that I can sit and chat with him. He opened a small foreign trade company, and it seems that he relied on some

If you have good connections, you can engage in reselling some products internationally and domestically, and you can be considered a middle class person if you accumulate a certain amount of wealth.

The first time I saw him, he was watering the flowers in the office.

The office is very large, with floor-to-ceiling windows facing the street and many flowers placed there. It looks spacious, bright, bright and attractive. However, such a large office seems extremely empty, with only a huge boss desk in the middle and a large pot of money tree next to it.

Seeing us coming, he asked his secretary to bring in two chairs and said very apologetically: "My office rarely receives outsiders. They always go to the reception room. If you come, you are no longer outsiders. Let's talk here."

I was seduced by a friend that day. My friend’s name was very vulgar, Li Damin. He got in touch with this mysterious man through many connections. Originally, I didn’t want to come, but Li Damin attracted me with just one sentence.

He said: "This man died once and went to the underworld."

I am very passionate about strange things and very curious. Li Damin's words completely hooked me. Li Damin is a good friend of mine. His enthusiasm in this regard is more fanatical than anyone I have ever seen. He is not

He only looks at things on the surface to see what's new, but actually works hard to find information and verify research with the parties involved. That energy can be called professional.

Li Damin and I came to this mysterious man's company.

He handed us cigarettes first, and we politely waved our hands to show no. He lit it up calmly, then leaned on the boss's chair and took a long breath of smoke. Before we could ask questions, he said: "What's your purpose of coming?"

I made everything clear on the phone, so let me ask you first, what do you know about me?"

Li Damin is the speaker and I am the guest. Everything depends on what he does. Li Damin said: "Brother Peng, then we have something to say. I heard that you once walked by once."

We here avoid the word "death" very much and always use "gone" instead.

Brother Peng nodded: "That's right. Three years ago, I had a sudden heart attack. According to the hospital's diagnosis at the time, I was already dead."

"Then you went to the underworld." I couldn't help but asked out of curiosity.

"I guess." His eyes were a little confused.

"Can you tell us more specifically?" Li Damin opened the recorder.

Brother Peng took a deep breath: "You were introduced by acquaintances. To be honest, I am very reluctant to talk about that past event now. After I came back from the underworld and resurrected, I often regarded the experience of going to the underworld as a

Strange things are said everywhere, just like Mrs. Xianglin, haha. Later, more and more people came to me and asked repeatedly. Slowly, I got very tired of it and felt like a monkey in the zoo, stripped naked.

Let people exhibit. These people have various purposes, some are questioning, some are curious, and some are even weirder. They hope that I can go to the underworld again and help them find their dead relatives and friends."

Li Damin and I looked at each other, and Li Damin said: "Brother Peng, we are not here to question anything. We are particularly interested in the underworld after death and want to have an in-depth understanding and research, so we found you."

"Why are you studying that thing?" Brother Peng shook his head: "Young people, you really don't know how high the sky is. Well, since I promised you to come, I won't break my promise."

He opened up the conversation.

Brother Peng turned fifty-one three years ago. His business is on track, his family is harmonious, his wife is virtuous and his son is filial. Compared with ordinary people, his life is simply perfect. His only thought is to take good care of his body. Only when he is healthy can he enjoy the present moment.

of everything.

Brother Peng joined a winter swimming enthusiasts organization when he was about forty-five years old. They started swimming in autumn and could swim until the beginning of the following spring. Friends who may have winter swimming experience know that winter swimming is not just a simple warm-up in winter.

, just get into the water and start swimming. Generally, people who engage in winter swimming start swimming when the water temperature is slightly cooler in autumn. This way, the body has a gradual adaptation process, and enters the water in the cold winter when the ice is thousands of miles away, so as not to let the body swim.

The body undergoes tremendous stimulation.

Brother Peng had been swimming like this for several years, and he felt that his health was getting better and better, until one time, an unexpected incident came and made him panic.

It was a cold winter, and he was swimming in the sea with his friends from the winter swimming team. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his left leg and calf. He immediately realized that it was a cramp. For a senior swimmer, cramps are very common, so there is no need to make a fuss.

When encountering this situation, you must first calm down.

Because it was a trivial matter, Brother Peng didn't tell anyone else, so he swam slowly to the shore. At this time, you must not be nervous. The more relaxed your body is, the greater your buoyancy will be.

When he saw the shore, Brother Peng suddenly felt a palpitation in his chest.

His heartbeat accelerated, his whole heart seemed to be twisted, his chest felt like a huge stone, and he couldn't breathe. Brother Peng paddled with one hand in the water, and with the other hand, he rubbed his neck desperately, trying to break through the thick membrane and let

Air enters the body.

The figures on the shore in front of him became increasingly blurry. At this time, the water temperature was extremely low, and the chill was biting to the bone. It went straight to the bone marrow along the meridians of the body. The pain was simply indescribable in words.

Fortunately, this fatal feeling comes and goes quickly. It is estimated that the time before and after is only three or four seconds. But for Brother Peng, the person involved, these few seconds are equivalent to a century. In his words, it is like a fight at the gate of hell.

Roll. When he staggered to the shore, Brother Peng collapsed to the ground. At this time, his heartbeat returned to normal and his breathing became smooth. The feeling of surviving the disaster is unimaginable to those who have not experienced it.

This incident reminded him that he might have a serious health problem. Without telling his family, Brother Peng went to the city's central hospital for a full-body examination. It would have been fine if he didn't do the examination. After the examination, he found that his

The arteries of the heart tend to harden and become diseased, which is commonly known as coronary heart disease.

He was stunned on the spot, like a bolt from the blue. Coronary heart disease, these three words were like tarsal maggots biting into his heart, and he couldn't get away. After receiving this news, he could hardly walk. When he came out of the hospital,

I prescribed a lot of medicine, but I didn’t dare to drive by myself, so I took a taxi home.

When he returned home, his wife and son had no idea what his condition was. The family was harmonious and laughing constantly. Brother Peng tolerated it and did not talk about it, silently fighting his illness.

Later, he secretly consulted several times, and an experienced cardiologist told him that a large part of your disease is caused by winter swimming. Winter swimming is not suitable for everyone, and the ice water is very stimulating to the body.

Especially the pores, blood vessels and heart. Half of the male patients with heart disease we receive here are caused by winter swimming.

Brother Peng deceived himself and stopped winter swimming, thinking that his heart could recover on its own. But as the condition was delayed, concealed, and worsened, he finally died that day.

It was October 5th three years ago. Their whole family attended the wedding of a relative's child. The wedding scene was very lively, with all the relatives and friends gathered together and drinking glasses. When the bride and groom were at the table toasting, they just heard "wow"

There was a loud noise, and a table overturned, followed by a woman screaming at the top of her lungs: "Lao Peng, what's wrong with you?"

Brother Peng fell onto the broken plate among the dishes on the floor. He remained motionless and his body was stiff. However, his hands still maintained the same position as before he fell into unconsciousness, tightly covering his chest.

The wedding scene was in chaos. Brother Peng was rushed to the nearest hospital by the emergency 120 ambulance. A large group of relatives and friends also arrived. When they arrived at the hospital, people had already been pushed to the emergency room. There were people standing in the corridor.

Waiting anxiously.

Not long after, the doctor walked out of the emergency room, and a large crowd of people cheered and surrounded him. The doctor shook his head: "We tried our best, let's prepare for the funeral."

Before she could finish her sentence, Mrs. Peng fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and fell unconscious.

At this point, Brother Peng felt a little sad and said to us: "Death is like a lamp going out. It doesn't matter to me. It's just stretching your legs. But for your relatives and friends who love you, it will be the biggest blow. I look down on suicide now."

People, because only extremely irresponsible people will choose suicide to escape. You can die, but what you will do is a large group of people around you who love you."

"I won't talk about the trivial things. It's just about taking care of funeral arrangements, contacting the crematorium, buying a cemetery, ordering wreaths, etc. It's very dangerous here. You may not have experienced any life and death scenes when you are young. Our rules here are

When a person dies, they cannot bury the body overnight. No matter how late it is, they have to contact the crematorium and store it in the freezer. Why is it so dangerous? I woke up when I was pushed into the freezer. A little later, I locked it in the freezer.

Even Daluo Jinxian will not survive."

He held his cigarette and knocked the ashes into the ashtray. We were so excited that we knew the topic was coming.

According to Brother Peng, at the moment of death, there is no clear boundary between life and death. At least it is difficult for him to distinguish because he still has a certain degree of consciousness at that time.

This consciousness is not very clear. It is like a dream. Everything you experience is still vivid in your mind, but you have no self-control. That is to say, what you experience and where you go does not count. I provide it to you in the dark.

Whatever the scene is, go to that scene.

When he said this, Li Damin quietly wrote two words on the paper and handed it to me. I was stunned when I saw it. What he wrote was: soul.

The first thing Brother Peng saw was an old-fashioned freight elevator, and he stood at the entrance of the elevator. He didn't know exactly where it was. He didn't think about whether he would get on the elevator, so he walked up naturally. The elevator door was closed,

The red light turns on and you can feel the elevator slowly descending.

He was very peaceful, with no restlessness, no distracting thoughts in his mind, and his body was light and light, without any usual sense of drag or heaviness. It was as if he had returned to a healthy baby age. He had no desires or thoughts, was neither arrogant nor impetuous, and just went with the flow, let alone still.

It really feels like a Buddha.

The elevator went down for a long time, or in other words, he had no concept of time at the time. Later, when he woke up and recalled it, he vaguely felt that it might have been a very long time.
Chapter completed!