Chapter 5 Chapter Four Soul, Past Life, Future Life

I yelled loudly more than ten times before she stopped.I knew that the silence would not exceed ten seconds at most, so I seized the opportunity and asked her: "Since that Mrs. Wan wants the moon in the sky, she can find a way, so what's the matter if she wants to find me?" Mother Wen was taken aback for a moment: "I don't know either. We were chatting today, and Mrs. Wan suddenly said that she had one thing, only that Wesley might be able to do something about it, and she said, that Wesley—" When she said this, she suddenly stopped, and only made a vague sound.It goes without saying that Mrs. Wan's evaluation of me at that time was definitely not a good one.

Mother Wen faltered for a while, and then said: "I just said, my Xiaobao and Mr. Wei are good friends, I'll come... Please, I will definitely get it, and now it really succeeds. I don't know how happy Mrs. Wan will be." !" I said: "You haven't answered my question yet, what does she want from me?" Mother Wen raised her voice: "I really don't know! How can we understand what a big man like her thinks? Mr. Wei, you are so lucky. She asked to see you by name. How many people do everything possible to want to see her is difficult! But , I can often see her."

Although I didn't turn my head to see her expression, the self-satisfaction in her voice still made me feel uncomfortable.However, I also admire her unabashedly expressing her admiration for the rich man - it is much better than some people shy in front of power or rich people, showing servility while trying to pretend to be noble. Mother Wen continued to say something, but I didn't listen to it at all.I was just thinking: what a coincidence, we found Wan Liangsheng's body at the bottom of the sea, and at the same time Wan Liangsheng's wife was looking for me. I once told this Mrs. Wan that her husband would rather be a conch than a human being (probably unwilling to be Wan Liangsheng), but she couldn't accept it at all.The face she had when she scolded me for talking nonsense, even though it was many years later, I still remember it clearly.At that time, I didn't even bother to say a word to her!

Now, of course, I don't need to tell her that Wan Liangsheng's body may have been discovered. The villa of Mrs. Wan was built on the top of a mountain.From the foot of the mountain, there is a private path leading to the mountain. There are at least ten guards along the road. When they see Mama Wen, they immediately let her go. It can be seen that Mama Wen is really a frequent visitor here. Mother Wen was even more proud, and said a lot of nonsense about the deep friendship between her and Mrs. Wan. The car approached the door of the villa, and suddenly, Mother Wen let out a very sharp cry.

How big is the space in the car, and her cry broke out in an instant, and even I couldn't help but bounce up and almost hit the roof of the car, while the driver beside me didn't move at all, as if nothing had happened! I couldn't help but admire this driver inexplicably. It seems that he has long been used to yelling at Mama Wen. While Mother Wen was screaming strangely, she beat my shoulder hard with her fat fist and shouted: "Look! Look! Mrs. Wan greeted me at the door!" I looked towards the gate of the villa, but I didn't see anyone for a while. When the car drove closer, I saw clearly that I thought it was the red gate of the villa. It turned out to be a person in red clothes.

I actually saw a person as a door, not because of my eyesight, but because this person was too horizontal and wide, standing in front of the door, completely covering the door, so it was regarded as a door. Of course this person is Mrs. Wan! This Mrs. Wan, Ms. He Yanrong, was already extremely tall and magnificent. She hadn't seen her for many years. Of course, she would not grow taller, but in terms of grandeur, if not doubled, at least 80% had been increased. So when the car stopped right at the door, I had to gather myself to be sure that what I saw was a person—a person from Earth.

I couldn't help but glanced back. Mother Wen was hurriedly opening the car door and getting out of the car. Compared with Mrs. Wan at the door, Mrs. Wen was so petite and dainty, and Mrs. Wan was the real behemoth! I opened the car door and heard mother Wen calling: "Mrs. Wan, look who's here." And Mrs. Wan has already walked down the stone steps.I got out of the car and stood by the car. Mrs. Wan came straight in front of me and held out her hand to me. In my impression, Mrs. Wan is full of a temperament that can't even be called "dominant", but "violent", which makes people feel uncomfortable within ten meters of her. Comfortable.

But this time, she had already come in front of me, and I didn't even feel this way. This made me feel very strange, I didn't shake her hand first, but looked at her.This kind of behavior of mine is really very rude, and I expect that she will be furious, so I can take the opportunity to leave, and the matter will be over. However, when my eyes fell on her ugly face, there was no anger on her ugly face, but a very genuine smile. When I repeatedly said that she was ugly, I didn't mean to attack personally. I just wanted to emphasize that the horror of Mrs. Wan was not because of her ugliness, but because of her arrogant, self-important to the point of violence.

And now she has completely lost that disgusting look, her appearance is ugly, but it makes people feel kind. I was secretly amazed in my heart, shaking hands with her, I can feel that she really likes me when I come. She spoke first: "Mr. Wei, we meet again! Mrs. Wen is so powerful that she can invite you to visit me——When she said that she could invite Mr. Wei, I thought it was a fairy tale!" At this time, the mother on the side looked so proud that all the wonderful pens of ancient and modern China and foreign countries can hardly describe what happened, and of course I can't describe it.

For a while, I couldn't figure out the reason for her attitude, but I always believed that human nature is hard to change. This Mrs. Wan is so kind and polite to me now, I am afraid it is just that "people must ask for courtesy" , it is by no means that she has completely changed her previous attitude towards life. So I just said a few perfunctory words casually. Walking into Mrs. Wan's huge house, naturally everything is magnificent and golden, so there is no need to elaborate. Mrs. Wan led us into the hall, but she said to Mother Wen: "Please sit in the big living room for a while. Mr. Wei and I will discuss some things in the small living room. If you have something to do, just ask the servant to do it."

Mama Wen didn't say yes, but her expression was clearly disappointed—Mrs. Wan didn't invite her to the small living room, and she showed me a very envious look, and said very bluntly: "Mrs. Wan, Mr. Wei, don't forget that I introduced you." You know each other!" I was a little dumbfounded, and really wanted to answer her, "Do I need to pay a referral fee?", but I was afraid that she would not be able to bear it, so I just snorted, but Mrs. Wan actually answered her: "Of course, I will not forget." Mother Wen sat down triumphantly. Mrs. Wan turned and walked in front, and passed a corridor. I found that the room and the furnishings in the room were designed according to Mrs. Wan's huge figure, which was more than double the size of ordinary ones.The corridor is also very wide, enough space for Mrs. Wan to swing her arms when walking around (it should be at least three meters wide). After entering the small living room, Mrs. Wan asked to sit down, chased away the servants who were in the small living room, personally pushed a wine cart in front of me, and asked: "What kind of wine does Mr. Wei drink?" For the sake of being polite, I bowed, picked up a bottle at random, picked up the glass, and poured the wine myself. Mrs. Wan didn't insist and sat down opposite me. I waited for her to say why she wanted to see me, but after waiting for a long time, half of the bottle of wine was gone, and she still couldn't say a word. I couldn't help but said: "Madam Wan, if you continue to perform mimes, I don't want to be an audience anymore!" As I said that, I was about to stand up, Madam Wan hurriedly said: "I was thinking about what I should say - what I want to say is really absurd. Come on, listen to me." She actually said something like "Man is dying", which surprised me. I immediately thought: Yes, she must be suffering from some terminal illness and has nowhere to seek medical treatment. She probably knows about my relationship with Lerman Hospital, so she came to me to look for it.But after a second thought, I felt something was wrong again, because in terms of her status, Lerman Hospital should have been in touch with her long ago, with her "backup". So if she wants to contact Lerman Hospital, she doesn't have to go through me at all. For a moment, I couldn't think of what was wrong with her.I was puzzled, my face was cloudy and uncertain, but she laughed instead: "You think I have a terminal illness?" I was annoyed: "It's you who said that people are going to die." Mrs. Wan's answer was very mysterious. She said, "People are always going to die, aren't they?" I said: "It's 100% correct, but it seems that you are at most half a hundred years old. Although you must die, you don't need to talk about dying." Mrs. Wan stretched out her hand and touched her fat face a few times: "I am fifty-seven years old this year. A fat person like me will have a shorter life expectancy than the average life expectancy. It's amazing that in another twenty years, it is said that I have reached the end of my life." The situation of death is almost the same." I didn't expect her to discuss such a serious matter of life and death with me, so I didn't know how to react. I just said: "Generally speaking, people rarely view their own lives in this way." Mrs. Wan raised her thick eyebrows—it was not easy for her to be able to express herself with so much fat on her face.She said: "I am not an ordinary person, I have more than 10 billion dollars in property!" She finally regained her original arrogance, and I couldn't help laughing. While laughing, I was thinking that this time I must have correctly guessed the reason why she came to me—earlier, I described the story about "life quota", and she must want to use money to buy life quota. But although I have confirmed that there is such a thing as life quotas, the transfer of life quotas between people does not know in what year and month (the day will definitely come true, definitely).It was useless for Mrs. Wan to find me. I was laughing out loud, Mrs. Wan looked ugly, but she didn't get angry, she just looked at me coldly. I said: "Even if you have one trillion dollars in your hands, you will still die." She agreed with my words and nodded repeatedly: "That's why I invited you here." I shook my head: "Although the theory of life quota can be determined, how to transfer it is still too far away, so—" Before I finished speaking, it was her turn to laugh this time.She said: "You're thinking wrong—although I know that there is a life quota in your account, but I also know that in my lifetime, the transfer of life quota will not become a reality, so I don't want to buy other people. life quota, and if a person lives for a hundred years or two hundred years, it is really a terrible thing." What she said made sense, but I couldn't even guess what she was trying to do. I spread my hands and signaled her to continue talking. She paused, and then said: "Since our unpleasant meeting last time, although we don't have a good impression of each other, I have always been a fair person and never talk nonsense, so your description , I've seen it all." I was a little bit ironic: "Please don't use idioms indiscriminately - I believe you don't understand the insulting nature of the phrase 'using people's nonsense' to people, so I'm not angry." Mrs. Wan smiled: "Of course I understand, don't forget that I have two doctoral titles-don't jump up, just listen to me. At that time, and for a while, I definitely thought that you were just an ignorant, A guy who only knows nonsense..." I couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted her: "Do you also want to hear my opinion of you?" Mrs. Wan said: "You can imagine it without listening. But my impression of you has changed very quickly, and it has changed greatly. Finally, I think you are the only person in the world who can share my thoughts with me. .” She stepped on me first, then hugged me, I just sneered. She continued: "You have written a lot of stories about the soul, involving the past life and the afterlife, and I am very interested." I said coldly, "It's just an ignorant guy talking nonsense. I didn't expect that you, who have two doctorate titles, would be interested." Mrs. Wan sighed: "I thought it would be helpful for our communication to tell you how I feel about you!" I couldn't help screaming inwardly, I was indeed wrong.Such a petty person will bring shame upon herself and be looked down upon by others. Mrs. Wan is already very polite to me. So I bowed my body and apologized.I said: "The last time we got along was really not pleasant, but it was many years ago after all. I hope we will not have any unpleasantness this time." When I said this, I felt that although Mrs. Wan was still a little old-fashioned, she was much better than before.So I was thinking about whether to tell her about the fact that we found Wan Liangsheng's body. When I thought about how she didn't even believe that Wan Liangsheng had turned into a conch, it was hard to believe that Wan Liangsheng's body would have been preserved in a cylinder on the bottom of the sea for many years. So I made indirect remarks first (at this time, Mrs. Wan seemed to be still thinking about how to speak, so she gave me a chance to speak), and I said: "If you are interested in souls, past lives, afterlife, etc., you must first believe in the truth. Yet these things exist." Mrs. Wan nodded again and again: "I definitely believe it—I believed in these facts in the first place, but after reading your account, I know some specific circumstances, so I am sure of it." I think it is necessary to explain first, I said: "In my description, I added my imagination. Everyone can have their own imagination, and there is no need to fully accept other people's ideas. This is the correct attitude towards things." Madam Wan nodded again, expressing her agreement.So I got to the point: "You can believe such illusory things as soul, past life, and afterlife, but why can't you believe that Mr. Wan turned into a conch?" In an instant, Madam Wan's complexion became extremely ugly, and her fat face was trembling.However, after a while, she gradually returned to normal. Then, she showed a helpless expression, sighed, and said, "So what if I believe it? He would rather be a conch shell than a human being. What can I do?" I went further: "According to my assumption, it's not that he doesn't want to be a human being, but he doesn't want to be a Wanliangsheng!" Mrs. Wan burst into laughter suddenly, but it could be heard that her laughter was actually full of sadness.She said: "In any case, that is his own choice." I could see that she was avoiding the problem, and was about to force her further, but she had already said: "Can we not discuss this issue? I have no interest in this person at all, even if he suddenly changed back to Wan Liangsheng and appeared In front of me, I never even glanced at him!" She spoke so decisively that I naturally couldn't say anything more. There was a short silence between us, and then Mrs. Wan took a sip of wine before saying, "Since we both believe in souls, past lives, and afterlife, it means that you and I both have past lives and afterlife." Until now, I was still not sure what Madam Wan wanted to express, and I had no reason to object to what she said, so I nodded. Mrs. Wan looked directly at me, paused every word, and said very seriously: "There are some people who can know their previous lives with certainty, aren't they?" Since she asked very seriously, I thought for a while and answered seriously: "Strictly speaking, 'some people' are just a very small number of people. Compared with all human beings, these few people are simply out of proportion." .” Mrs. Wan is very stubborn: "Anyway, someone knows his previous life!" I nodded, agreeing with her statement - there are indeed people who know their previous lives, and there are definite proofs.There are very few such examples, but even if there is only one example, it means that there is such a thing. Mrs. Wan immediately asked: "Is there any example of someone who can know their own afterlife!" From her demeanor, it could be seen that she was eager to find an answer to this strange question. I was stunned for a moment, unable to answer for a moment. Because I can't think of a single exact instance of someone knowing their afterlife. Generally speaking, it is relatively easy to know one's previous life in theory, because the previous life is something that has already happened and can be traced.The afterlife is something in the future, completely unpredictable, even if it is certain that people have an afterlife, it is impossible to know.It's like people are sure about today, but they can't know what will happen tomorrow at all. So my answer is: "I don't know of a case where someone knew about their own afterlife." Mrs. Wan showed a very disappointed expression, her body seemed to be paralyzed, and she did not move. After a while, she murmured: "It turns out that Wesley can't answer this question, even he can't answer it. There must be no one who can answer it." Answered." When she was disappointed, she talked to herself, and she ignored me beside me, which shows how she is in a trance! I still don't know what is the purpose of her meeting me, so I can only ask tentatively: "Are you very interested in the afterlife?" Mrs. Wan answered very simply. She first took a deep breath, then paused word by word, and answered my question, she said: "I want to know my afterlife, know exactly, know for sure!" What she said was very clear, but for a while, it was really difficult for me to understand exactly what she meant when she said that. So I watched her and waited for her to explain further. Her expression was serious and serious, and she leaned forward: "As I said just now, there are at least twenty years left in my life. I have a huge property in this life, and I have no children, or even relatives. Even if there is, I want to keep my property to myself!" Although she still didn't express her wishes clearly, I already had a vague idea of ​​what she wanted to do. She wants to break the law of "do not bring wealth with you when you are born, and do not take it with you when you die", and wants to bring her huge wealth from this life to the next life. Although this kind of idea is extremely whimsical, it is certain that it is the dream of many people with great wealth-the wealth accumulated in this life can be brought to the next life, what an ideal this is!If this is possible, it is worthwhile to do anything for money.Otherwise, life is limited, and after stretching the legs, there will be nothing. Why do you work so hard? Almost all rich people can be imagined to have this dream.But other people just think about it, because even if they know that there is an afterlife, it is completely intangible. Only Mrs. Wan wants to make this dream come true! Knowing her purpose, although I feel that she is full of imagination and pity at the same time - I really don't want to let go, but I have to let go, no matter how hard she tries, there is nothing I can do. Thinking of this, I naturally shook my head slowly. Mrs. Wan is very sensitive. She saw my thoughts from my actions, and asked anxiously, "No hope? You mean it's impossible?" I took a breath: "Actually, I don't know what your specific thoughts are yet." Mrs. Wan sat up straight: "My idea is: if I know my identity in the afterlife, I can make a will and leave all my wealth to my afterlife, so that I can enjoy my property from generation to generation. , will not fall into the hands of others.” Although I had already thought of her thoughts, I was still shocked to hear her say it in person, with such gritted teeth. I waved my hand vigorously and opened my mouth wide, unable to speak for a while. On the contrary, Madam Wan comforted me: "Just say what you have to say—I have only expressed my thoughts to you so far, so I am not afraid of how violent your reaction will be." I had no choice but to smile bitterly: "I think your idea is very great... yes, very... great. I can't think of any other adjectives that are more appropriate than great. I think that if Qin Shihuang had this kind of thinking back then, he would He definitely doesn’t want his empire to be passed down to the first, second, or even eternal generations, he can simply pass on the throne to his next life, and let himself be the emperor forever!” I thought my words were ironic enough. But after Madam Wan heard this, she didn't take it seriously, she shook her head and said, "The current incumbent has been a long time since Qin Shihuang's time. Compared with Qin Shihuang's time, everything is progressing now, including human imagination of course!" I can't disagree with her, but I have to point out one thing: "However, in terms of the soul, past life, and future life, it is exactly the same as Qin Shihuang's time now, and there is no progress at all-human beings were ignorant of it in the past, but now Still ignorant. Even worse now, before humans at least believed in souls, past lives, and afterlife, and now humans have subverted these concepts!" Mrs. Wan snorted: "Let those who don't believe it not believe it, and those who believe it believe it!" I said sincerely: "It is useless to believe. In theory, it is much more difficult for a person to know his future identity than to know his past identity. Not to mention ordinary people, even if it is a living Buddha, it is not easy to find reincarnation. Things. As far as I know, no one has the ability to predict their identity in the afterlife, and there seems to be no record of being able to predict their future identity." My words couldn't be more clear, but Mrs. Wan's stubbornness is really the best in the world, she still shook her head: "Even so, you can start with me—everything has a beginning, just start with me, why not? " I got angry and spread my hands: "Although that's the case, how do I start?" Mrs. Wan didn't answer my question immediately, she said: "Actually, what you said just now is not correct - the fact is that some people can indeed know their future identity!" I knew what she was referring to, and responded: "In Tibetan Buddhism, before the living Buddha dies, he does have instructions for his afterlife, but it has to go through many complicated procedures to confirm. Are living Buddhas different from ordinary people?" , Ordinary people do not have the cultivation base of a living Buddha, so naturally they will not have such supernatural powers!" Mrs. Wan still insisted: "Since there is such a thing, if the Tantric Living Buddha can do it, we can do it too." I smiled wryly: "It is true in theory, but it is another matter in practice. If you have seen it, you will know that Mr. Zhu thinks that he can do what other people can do, so he is caught between the stones." In the middle, a dilemma!" Mrs. Wan laughed in horror: "You actually put the plot of the novel in real life!" I'm serious: "Fiction is all about human behavior, exactly like human behavior in real life." Mrs. Wan waved her hand: "We don't discuss these things, I am eager to know who I will be in the next life! This kind of desire is extremely weird, so only you, the weird Wesley, can help me." I sighed sincerely: "Although I'm weird, I can't help you realize your wish—in fact, I know very little about the afterlife. As far as I know, people can't choose the afterlife freely." , in the story I described, there is a tragic case of a scientist being reincarnated among cavemen!"