"No, a person like you is not worthy of sharing a body with a paper man. Are you a human being and actually sympathize with a ghost?" Gou Da spoke directly.
Anyway, the street is noisy with people coming and going, and no one will pay attention to a dog talking.
Yang Xuan lowered his head and sighed repeatedly, but he still whispered: "If Yao Jinniang's story is true, she is indeed very pitiful!"
The dog rolled his eyes.
"The real Yao Jinniang is indeed very pitiful, but it's a pity that she is a fierce ghost, you know? The real Yao Jinniang's soul has been destroyed, and the trace of her true spirit has long gone."
"Do you know what the obsession of the fierce ghost Yao Jinniang is?... It is the desire left by Yao Jinniang's original body to kill the unfaithful person!"
"If the fierce ghost Yao Jinniang really kills the betrayer, it means that she has not truly transcended."
Yang Xuan asked strangely: "Why?"
Gouda sneered: "Because, mortals, including the original's relatives and lovers, are just food in the eyes of ghosts and monsters."
"I have seen many low-level ghosts before. They will eat their own relatives without hesitation, as long as they have the chance."
"So, how can a Li Gui have feelings of love and hate for mortals?... That's just the obsession imposed on Li Gui by the original body."
"For example, if a table of chicken, duck, and fish is placed in front of you, would you like a plate of steamed fish?"
"Or do you still hate one of the dishes, chicken stewed with vermicelli?... If you really have such thoughts, you'd probably be a lunatic in the eyes of humans."
"So are ghosts."
The dog talked a lot in one breath.
Yang Xuan thought about it for a long time and only half understood it. He rubbed his temples.
"Well, I seem to understand a little bit about the thoughts of those ghosts, but..."
Yang Xuan thought for a while before asking.
"It's just that Li Gui Yao Jinniang clearly has the memories, loves and hates of her original self. Why isn't she the original person?"
Gou Da sneered again and again: "Can memory represent you? I refuse to answer such a stupid question. You can ask Li Jun for help."
After finishing speaking, Gouda snorted twice, then turned his head and refused to utter another word.
Yang Xuan was at a loss.
at this time.
Li Jun didn't explain anything to Yang Xuan, he just looked at the roast chicken stall in the distance quietly.
On the greasy hardwood chopping board, there is a fat roasted chicken, which is smooth and oily, and the aroma wafts far away, making you greedy.
The stall owner was a middle-aged man, his clothes were half-unbuttoned and covered in oil stains. He was wielding a big knife and chopped the roast chicken in front of him one by one.
Yaya sniffed, stood on tiptoes, placed her hands in front of the stall, and stared eagerly at the roasted chicken.
She clutched a few copper coins tightly in her hand. These coins were naturally given by Li Jun to buy her some delicious food. Yaya didn't have any knowledge. She had never eaten anything delicious.
She just heard adults mention that meat is the most delicious.
Yaya has never eaten meat. Her family is too poor. She grew up eating vegetable paste. Only during the Chinese New Year, a little bit of oil and salt are added to the vegetable paste.
Soon, the stall owner chopped up the roast chicken, wrapped it in lotus leaves and handed it to Yaya, and took the copper coins from Yaya's hand.
YaYa smiled brightly and ran towards Li Jun with the roast chicken in her arms, laughing as she ran.
If in modern society, a girl as young as Yaya went out alone to buy roast chicken, I'm afraid her parents would be sprayed to death.
However, in this world, there are many little children who come out to make a living.
From time to time, you can see young children pulling carts and carrying things on the street. They experience the difficulty of life prematurely.
"Yang Xuan."
Li Jun suddenly asked: "Do you still remember what happened when you were four years old?"
Yang Xuan didn't expect that Li Jun would suddenly talk to him. He was stunned and shook his head strangely: "I can't remember."
At this time, Yaya had already run to Li Jun's side, happily chewing on the chicken legs.
Li Jun touched her head lovingly.
"When Yaya grows up, she will also forget the memory of this moment, and even forget me, Li Jun. Could it be that Yaya at this moment is no longer her?"
Yang Xuan smiled bitterly and said, "Ah? Brother Li Jun, I don't understand what you mean?"
Li Jun raised his head and looked at the sky for a long time.
He continued.
"If there is a god above the nine heavens, he can control the mortal world at will, and then the god randomly selects a person and gives him the same parents, family, and living environment as you.
Every friend you make in your life, every word your friends and family say to you, and even every thought you have, that person completely copies everything about you."
Li Jun slowly turned his head, looked directly into Yang Xuan's eyes, and spoke word by word.
"So, is this person you?"
Yang Xuan was stunned.
Although he had never heard the word copy, it did not affect his understanding of Li Jun's meaning.
Yang Xuan shook his head and said a little uncertainly: "Of course he is not me!"
Li Jun nodded.
"Yes, even though that person copied everything about you, and even thought he was you...but he is indeed not you!"
Li Jun’s words are too convoluted.
Yang Xuan only felt that his head was so big!
Li Jun continued: "When you wake up from a dream at midnight, you suddenly wake up. At that moment, your mind goes blank. You don't know what night it is. You are even confused about who you are."
"Then...you are not you at that moment?"
Yang Xuan thought for a while, and it seemed that he had indeed had the feeling Li Jun mentioned, but he had never thought about it deeply.
Yang Xuan shook his head desperately: "It's me!"
Li Jun smiled.
"So, even though Yao Jinniang and Li Gui have all the memories of her original body, she is not the real Yao Jinniang!"
Yang Xuan thought about it for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh: "Brother Li Jun, I understand."
"I, Yang Xuan, am just a mortal, ignorant. Brother Li Jun, to be honest, I really envy you for knowing so many things."
Yang Xuan looked at Li Jun with admiring eyes. Since he met Li Jun, he felt that all his previous life was spent on dogs.
at this time.
Li Jun felt a faint melancholy in his heart.
"Actually, the more you know, the more miserable you will be. It would be better to live like one of the ordinary sentient beings, living in a muddle through this life."
Li Jun stopped talking. He just looked at the noisy life in Jiuyuan County, where people were coming and going.
There are old women shopping for groceries, Kuhaha the hard laborers, and the poor and unemployed, all begging for a job.
There were also some richly dressed young men, holding the smiling girl in their arms, walking swaggeringly on the streets, attracting envious glances from everyone.
These are all those living beings!
Mortals live in ignorance, not knowing what kind of terrible existence exists around them. Ignorance...isn't it a kind of happiness?
Time passed slowly, and Li Jun stood there for a long time. Yang Xuan was now respectful and afraid of Li Jun, so naturally he did not dare to rush him.