Chapter 54 Chapter 50: The Tail of the Soul

Me: "How long have you been in the hospital?" She: "Ah... a month and a half." Me: "Why?" She: "Did something stupid." Me: "For example?" She looked at me slyly: "If you give me all that box of chewing gum, I'll tell you, how about it?" I thought for a while: "OK, deal!" I met her by chance, not by accident, in the corridor of the ward in the hospital. That afternoon, I went to the hospital to do errands, and stopped by to see a patient I had come into contact with.After finishing my work and watching people, I walked towards the door, and when I was about to enter the courtyard at the entrance of the corridor, a little girl aged sixteen or seven leaned against the door and asked me: "Do you have chewing gum?" I rummaged through it and found it. I took out a box and poured out one pill and gave it to her, and then there was the previous conversation.

She: "Let's go there." She pointed her chin to a big tree in the yard, and there was a long stone bench under the tree. As she walked over, she rattled the chewing gum box in her hand. After sitting down, I looked at her, and she was sitting cross-legged on the stone bench, chewing slowly, squinting to see several patients running wildly on the grass. Me: "Okay, can we talk now?" She didn't answer in a hurry, and pointed to the patients on the grass with her chin and asked me, "Do you know why they are running over there?" Why do I?" She: "The one in the middle thought he was a bomber. At first he ran away by himself. Later, he didn't know how to convince the other two. Anyway, he made them think he was a bomber, and that's it. He stretched his arms around all day long. Running, those two followed under his arms without making a sound. I ran with them for a day a few days ago, and I was exhausted. Mental illness is really unbelievable! They can directly pee in their pants without stopping... ..."

Me: "...you still followed me for a day?" She: "It's starting to feel fun." Me: "What about you? What do you think you are?" She turned her head and looked at me: "I didn't think anything, I just encountered something strange." Me: "what's the matter?" She: "One day when I came back from school, I met an old man. I saw that he was very pitiful, so I went home and gave him some bread. For food. Later, the old man thanked me by telling me a secret. I asked, and he answered, only one, and everything. He said he knew everything. I thought he was a fortune teller, so I asked him casually: Do people have a soul? He said yes, and then he told me about it. I thought it was amazing, and it made sense, so I believed it. The next day I took my classmates there, but I couldn’t find him... ...If I knew it earlier, I would have asked him what number to buy to win the big prize..."

Me: "He said, you believed it, so you came here?" She: "Well, he said that people have souls, and not only people have souls, but also told many secrets about souls. Later I told my mother, teachers and classmates. Many people believed it, but my mother Neither the teacher nor the teacher believed it. I kept saying it, but my mother listened to the teacher and sent me to the hospital for an examination. It took me almost two hours to convince the doctor. Later I realized that Dr. Sun Tzu pretended to believe it. Later I was sent here. I was a fool to think he could believe it."

Me: "What did you say? Or what did the old man tell you?" She looked at me seriously: "Do you believe that people have souls?" Me: "I can't say that." She: "If you don't even believe in souls, it's useless for me to tell you." I smiled: "Then you should give me a chance. Besides, we didn't say that we didn't believe it at the beginning, so we didn't talk about it. We talked about exchanging chewing gum." She glanced at the chewing gum box in her hand: "Oh, by the way, I forgot about this... Well, I'm already in anyway, and teaching one more won't do anything to me, I'll tell you. "

Me: "OK, thank you." She: "Humans have souls, but they are not ghosts or something. They have a soft appearance, with a head, four limbs, and a tail." Me: "Hey? The soul still has a tail?" She rolled my eyes at me with the kind of energy unique to young girls: "Yes, of course!" Me: "How can there be a tail?" She: "If you were a cat or a monkey, how would you control it without a tail?" Me: "I'm a cat? I...nervous control?" She: "That's what your doctor said, it's actually controlled by the soul. All creatures are actually filled by the soul. Lions, hippos, elephants, tigers, monkeys, pandas, insects, butterflies, bats, crabs, fish and shrimps are all empty shells, and the soul goes in. After the birth, it can move and grow up, but without a soul, it is just an empty shell.”

Me: "Then how did the soul get in?" She: "The one who squeezes in is to stuff himself in. But many souls are scrambling for empty shells. There are not enough empty shells in this world, but there are so many souls. They are everywhere. Everyone wanders around looking for empty shells. Go in. Mammals and birds are more popular, because it happens to have limbs plus a head and tail, it will be much more comfortable, the kind of empty shell without limbs—bugs, snakes, etc., souls also go, but not so popular.” Me: "What about the crab?" She: "Crabs and shrimps are pure empty shells. Isn't it the same for snakes? Just squeeze them in."

Me: "Isn't that the same as a human being?" She despised me disdainfully: "You are really brainless! Do crabs have bones?" Me: "Huh? No..." She: "Right, crabs, shrimps, snails, spiders, ants, caterpillars, those are pure empty shells, just go in. Higher animals are more complicated. After there is a bone, the soul is stuffed in along the bone, so that Straightened out. Being a snake is the hardest part, I think." Me: "That's not right, what about many mammals without tails? Is the soul tail redundant? Like humans." She: "Not all souls can be human beings. Many souls can't curl their tails, so they can't be stuffed in. Those who can curl their tails are much easier. But there are a few special cases, and this one is more powerful! For example, there are some with extremely hard tails, and after stuffing them in, they stretch out their bodies in the shape of a tail, but they are born with a tail. But there are even more powerful ones, whose tails are hard enough to burst directly.”

I thought it was funny: "What happens then? The soul just leaks out?" She: "No, you should pull it out? There are bones, and it is not so easy to fall out when it is coiled on the bones. Although we can't see it, the tail of the soul is actually dragging behind the body. Because part of the soul—that is, the tail of the soul is outside the body—those with exposed tails can still feel other souls, but not so strongly. Why do some people see ghosts easily? In fact, what they see are not ghosts, but those who are wandering around. Strolling souls. And sometimes those wandering souls will think it’s funny when they see a person with a tail exposed, so they follow, and it’s actually okay. But the one with the tail exposed will be scared to death.”

Me: "Is that so..." She: "Also, sometimes the hole in the tail can slip out, and some souls sometimes slip out to play, that is the soul out of the body." Me: "Such a weird thing...it's so simple as you said... What if the body dies? The soul comes out?" She: "It's not dead, but it's worn out, and it's broken when it's worn out. There's no heaven or hell, it's all souls wandering around." Me: "Then why doesn't the soul remember when it was a soul?" She: "Because the souls don't throw out the original memory, it is difficult to enter the brain of the new body. The brain of the new body has not yet developed, and it cannot hold those."

Me: "This explanation is really... But, are there any souls who don't want to enter the body and just wander around?" She: "There should be, right? I don't know about that... But there is a very interesting thing." Me: "what's the matter?" She: "Some shells are better, so many souls scramble to stuff themselves inside, and the result is very crowded. Some souls who successfully occupy the shells have their tails coiled up, but they are crowded." Me: "How do you know that some soul tails are untied and messed up?" She: "If you have a chance to ask, there must be people like this: Sometimes when you scratch one part of your body, another part will itch. For example, I am. When I scratch one part of my left rib, my left elbow will itch. There will be a feeling. A classmate of mine, when he scratches his knees, the back of his head will itch. That means the whole tail is squeezed to another place. If you scratch the tip of the tail, the middle part of the tail may itch." I smiled: "Really? It's really interesting. It can be squeezed crookedly..." She was very serious: "Of course! I know you don't believe it, so whatever, I told you in exchange anyway." Me: "No, I believed part of it, which is quite interesting. You seem to be living well here." She: "What, I'm tired of it, otherwise I wouldn't be running and playing with the bomber, it's so boring here." I thought about it and asked her, "Do you want to go out?" She looked me up and down: "Of course I want to...but...you are the dean? Can you let me out? Not like that, I think you are like the head of the third floor..." I couldn't help laughing, and then told her seriously: "I can tell you how to get out." More than two months later, I got a call from her.She said a lot of words of thanks, thanked me for teaching her how to get out, and said she would keep in touch.And said that what I told her, she will always remember. I said to her that day: It is very simple to want to go out, just like the soul twisted its tail and squeezed into the body to become a human being.If you want not to be regarded as mentally ill, you must hide some thoughts and don't tell others casually, it's safe. Because our world is not ready for so many strange things.