When he saw Han Shaer, he said: "That Gou Buxue, called Huo Huo, wants to go into the big valley to find you!"
Han Shaer smiled and said: "No way? If she really fell down, she would have become a meat pie. Why would she bother to find a meat pie?"
When Qi Bo heard this, he was worried: "Look, let my old man say it, right? The girl will go there and get herself into a lot of trouble! In her previous life, she was an elf cross-border, half spirit fox, half male
Chickens are smart and aggressive."
Han Shaer asked: "The monks said that after death, people have to cross the Naihe Bridge, drink Meng Po soup, lose their soul and be reborn again. Does it seem to be true?"
Qi Bo replied: "Buddhism talks about reincarnation, but from the perspective of the Chinese god Zhuan, it is not all true. The body is alive and the soul is attached to it; when the body dies, the soul dissipates. If buried in the ground, the body turns into water and earth; if it is cremated, the body turns into ashes.
If buried in water, the body is fattened with fish and shrimp; if buried in the sky, the body is feasted on eagles and falcons - in short, it is transformed into another existence. The same is true for the soul. The strong one dissipates slowly, or is attached to the newly born person, or attached to birds and beasts; the weak one dissipates quickly, or
Attached to scale insects, or attached to flowers and trees - in short, it is transformed into another kind of existence. Among the strong, they are originally sincere, pure and simple, and they can be people from generation to generation. If they are sincere and kind, solid as a rock, and dedicated
, the souls are unified, and finally become gods and immortals; among the weak, the good and the bad are entangled, and their hearts are tortured, and they will end their lives. If they are evil and evil, they will have no end, restless day and night, and will be destroyed by wind, rain, thunder and lightning.
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Han Shaer raised a question: "Is that so? There was a patient in Quanxia Village. He suddenly sat up in a coma and spoke loudly, but it was the tone of the person who had just died next door to the west. Only his family knew about the private matters. I don't think so.
Pretending.”
Qi Bo smiled slightly: "Instances like this are few and far between. The patient's body may be weak but his mind is weak. The newly deceased must be young and strong, with a strong soul and worries. He takes the opportunity to invade, but it is difficult to occupy the guest seat for a long time. The patient recovers slightly.
, the Yuan Shen will drive them away.”
Han Shaer asked again: "Some people have never seen so-and-so or been to such-and-such a place, but they seem to have seen them before. I don't know why? I am the same. I can shoot very accurately, as if I have been used as a bow and arrow."
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Ling'er teased him: "My stupid husband has so many problems, so childish!"
E'er patted her and said with a slight smile: "Listen well, will you study hard and ask questions? It's quite interesting."
Qi Bo said: "There are elves among the thousands of lives in the world, and there are elves that have no attachment, floating in the air. Newborn people are the objects that many elves are vying to attach themselves to. It takes at least a thousand years to cultivate as a human with the help of other carriers.
The little tree monster is an example. In this way, if a soul that has separated from the Yuan-Ti is relatively strong and fights for a new Yuan-Ti to attach to it, the impression will no longer be accurate in the new environment, but the feeling of deja vu will still exist; if it lacks strength,
The competition for souls, the dispersed elves fighting for Yuan Ti and attaching themselves to each other, and merging to form new souls, what you mentioned will no longer exist."
Han Shaer nodded: "I understand what you mean, that is, Huohuo's soul is the merger of the two elves, the spirit fox and the rooster. What about us?"
Qi Bo hesitated and said: "You all know the little tree monster. It is the spirit of the thousands-year-old tree outside the cave. It was cultivated by the spirit of the thousands-year-old tree. Even small trees can't do it! Little Ling'er, you just want to say, what?
How can we be called Ling'er? As for you and Miss E'er, hahaha, of course we were human beings in the previous life."
Han Shaer asked: "Then why did E'er become a swan?"
Ling'er sneered at him: "It's not a shame to call you stupid husband. If a girl is not a swan, a certain person will be smashed into a meat pie, an eight-petal meat pie."
Han Shaer fired back: "Well, you little Linger! Oh, Linger, Linger, you are probably a little monkey, right? Hericium bird's nest is very delicious! The little tree monster is stealing your monkey wine. If you are capable, follow the little monkey.
The tree monsters are competing in somersaults..."
E'er pulled him away with a smile: "We won't quarrel with the little girl, and we won't listen to the medicine and keep making mysteries! Let's go play chess!"