Chapter 116 Come and watch the snow with me!

"Are there ghosts in the world?" the little reader asked.I don't know, but hopefully there is.Death is like a light going out, it's too boring; it's fun to be a ghost and visit friends in the middle of the night.However, in order to answer "are there ghosts?", the question of "what are ghosts" must be solved first. The sound, image, and color stored in the computer can be completely sent through the antenna; at the same time, the information from other computers can also be received through the antenna; these "information" floating in the air can be said to be "waves with memory". "The human brain is more sophisticated than the current computer, what the computer can do, why not the human brain?"

An Old Man computer had just sent out a vivid "Emperor's Upcoming" message. Suddenly, the host was smashed by thugs; in short, it was dead. This group of "radio waves with memory" keeps floating, and finally, through the antenna, enters the baby brand computer corresponding to the channel; since then, the small computer has stored the "emperor's court" picture of the old man computer "before its death". The little computer doesn't know that the "memory" is foreign, it "grows up", its thoughts become complicated, and it "discovers" that it was an emperor in its previous life, because: it always "dreams" about its own going to court.

"What are ghosts?" Ghosts are the "waves with memory". Computers are like this; when people die and their brains fail, why don't the unowned radio waves drift in time and space? In the dead of night, the "fortune" is low, the invisible antenna of the brain is adjusted randomly, and it is tuned to the channel that is easy to receive "memory waves". After receiving, storing, and even amplifying, this person will simply scream: "There is a ghost !" The first time I saw snowfall was at the Hall of Supreme Harmony in the Forbidden City in Beijing; in those days, visitors could cross the threshold and look up at the Dragon Seat; the hall was dark and cold, and there was no one else; It's snowing all over the sky.At that moment, like returning home, I was so moved that I just wanted to summon all my concubines: "Come and accompany me to see the apricot blossoms from the sky!"

"Maybe you will be the emperor in a certain life." The little reader thinks naively; maybe it's just that a person like Wei Xiaobao was convicted of stealing incense, and when he was beheaded, "waves with memory" flew around, five hundred years Finally, let me accept it according to the order, and it all turned into whims and thoughts.