These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 89 How do I know this is my true self

"Is there no exception?" Ning Zheng suddenly said.

Li Youzhu looked like he was watching a show:

"What does the incident in Pingchang have to do with ordinary people like us? We can just hide in the village and watch. We can watch this once-in-a-hundred-and-fifty-year red sun spectacle and the embers connected to the earth veins all being sucked away."

Ning Zheng: “.”

Although this sarcastic remark was said happily.

But you yourself would have died long ago and would have been sucked away as well.

Everyone in Lingzhuang will be in trouble.

"It's not impossible."

Li Youzhu still gave a solution:

"Unless it is an official organization, such as the Red Mansion, the Mint, the military camp, or the local government. These are areas where there is a lot of luck to suppress them."

"After all, the imperial court has granted amnesty to the entire nation. Why would they use their own power?"

Ning Zheng:!!!
He seems to have.

Those monsters have a license to mint coins.

No wonder his luck has not changed, it turns out it really has nothing to do with him.

I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Lingzhuang at the foot of the mountain, the three ancestors, and even Ning Jiaojiao would be fine.

But when you think about it, it turns out that getting a coin minting license is harder than you might think.

Where did these monsters get the official certification?
Their origins are mysterious. They suddenly arrived a hundred years ago and took root here, like a fierce dragon crossing the river.

Most people who own French copper mines sell French copper rough pieces.

They directly obtain official certification, carry an official coin-making instrument, mine, and secretly forge legal coins.

I always feel like this is a big deal.

Being drawn into an unknown vortex.

But no matter what disasters we will encounter in the future, we have survived it now. [Red Sun] has nothing to do with the villa, and the lack of reaction in the luck value is proof of this.

Ning Zheng felt emotional in her heart. The extreme joy and sorrow at this moment was quite scary.

"Old man, you must be very knowledgeable."

Su Yu Niang smiled and whispered softly, "Speaking of cleaning up the embers, can I ask you something?"

"Just give me the money." Li Youzhu was very direct.

I won't fall for this kind of scheming little girl who tries to be cute.

Su Yu Niang said: "You are well-read, may I ask what you understand as embers?"

Ning Zheng pricked up his ears when he heard this. In fact, he also wanted to know.

“Embers.”

Li Youzhu put down the book in his hand, "They don't think they are dead at all, and they can't form an understanding of 'death'."

Su Yu Niang obviously did not agree with the popular answer.

He suppressed his pain and took out ten coins from his own small warehouse.

In my heart silently:

It’s all to hide the plot and to get information!

Uncle Youzhu took the money and touched it, carefully counting it to confirm that there was no counterfeit money and no signs of use. "When do you think a person truly dies?"

So what about philosophy?

Su Yu Niang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly became interested: "Some people say that people will die three times in their lifetime."

"The first time was when he breathed his last. Physically he died."

“The second time was when he was buried and people came to his funeral and he died in society.”

"The third time was when everyone forgot about him, and he died cognitively."

"Death is not the end of life, but oblivion is."

Uncle Youzhu was obviously confused, and it took him a long time to come to his senses:

"You are so right, girl. Forgetting is death."

He chuckled, "Your Excellency is very talented, and some of your talents are in line with the great principles of Yu Jin. You can take the imperial examination. If you rank among the top three, the sage will personally examine you in the palace. You will be the top scholar of the dynasty, and I will reward you with a natural spiritual root, so that you can serve the nine states of the world."

"It's just so-so." Su Yu Niang was a plagiarist for the first time, and she was very shy: "Friends who know me know that I have a cold personality, I am kind and introverted, and I am not the kind of person who values reputation. Please don't mention the imperial examination, unless the court visits me three times to show respect to the wise."

Li Youzhu smiled and found her shameless look endearing: "Do you think Yu Jin is dead?"

"Isn't it?" Su Yu Niang asked back.

Li Youzhu pointed to the bustling night market outside the house and said, "If I say that those outside are just embers and not living people, would you believe it?"

"I don't believe it." Su Yu Niang shook her head.

The villagers are obviously full of living people, and the place is bustling with colorful lanterns. Why would they be cursed to death for no reason?
Immoral!

So wicked.

Li Youzhu nodded, agreeing: "Yes, of course they are living people just like me."

"Yeah." Su Yu Niang nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Li Youzhu continued to analyze: "Then, how do we distinguish between life and death? Yujin can also work, get up early and go to bed early, engage in production, and maintain the logical cycle before death. What is the difference between them and living people?" Su Yu Niang frowned: "It seems that there is no difference. They can also work for the boss, but they are more useful?"

Li Youzhu asked again: "If I say you are Yu Jin, would you believe it?"

"I do not believe."

Su Yu Niang thought this joke was too much.

It's fine to say that the fellow villagers are ashes, but to say that she herself is an ashes, isn't that treating her like a complete fool!
not far away.

Ning Zheng leaned against the door of the bookstore, watching the hustle and bustle of the villagers coming and going outside, and listening to the two of them chatting in the store behind her.

I don’t know why, but I feel a little sad.

After all, a bystander sees more clearly.

"You said you are not Yu Jin, how do you prove that you are not Yu Jin?" Li Youzhu smiled.

Su Yu Niang frowned deeply, "I also cannot prove that Yu Jin has no knowledge of death."

It's like the famous hypothetical "brain in a vat", you can't prove that you really exist.

You choose to jump off a cliff to prove it, turn into meat paste, and then stand up again. However, you will still instinctively ignore cognition, self-complete and rationalize your memory, and continue to force yourself to believe that you are still alive.

There is simply no solution.

For example, "Dizzy", he always felt that he was still alive in the mountain, and the blacksmiths tried all kinds of tricks to prove that you were dead.

Even various masters of philosophy and psychologists, who have given their advice, have not been able to solve this unsolved mystery!

But he doesn't listen to any proof. He is very stupid.

Li Youzhu smiled and said, "Sometimes when I have nothing to do, I wonder if there is a possibility that I have already died? For example, half an hour ago, I fell to my death as soon as I left the house, or I was robbed to death by a demon cultivator while walking on a mountain road."

"Can I prove that I'm still alive? No, I can't! They say that when the flowers bloom, I'll see you, but at this moment, I don't know who I am."

Li Youzhu said: "Do you agree with this truth?"

"I agree." Su Yu Niang nodded.

But now that I’m involved in it, I feel horrified.

Dialectical question: How to prove that I am not an ember at this moment?

Li Youzhu smiled:

"I read a quote from a modern saint in a book: When does a person really die? It's not when his body dies, nor when his empty bubble embers are left behind that represents death. It's when the embers realize that they are dead, then you are really dead."

Su Yu Niang seemed to understand: Only when Yu Jin realized that he was dead, did this person really die?
Li Youzhu said: "Let's put it in a more elegant way."

"You may have been repeating all the daily life, dead and decadent, muddled, empty and soulless, empty and selfless."

“But when you finally stop the cycle one morning and let out a long sigh: All thoughts are wrong, then you know that I am not myself.”

"When you truly understand who you really are and realize that you are not Him, then you are truly dead."

Su Yu Niang suddenly became dazed.

This game is really cool.

At this time, [Ashes] has made up for its cognitive deficiencies, escaped from the repetitive logical daily routine, and possessed a complete self. What kind of state is this?
An ember that knows it's dead.
Suddenly I felt a little inexplicably terrified!
A living person suddenly realizes that all the books he has read are not right for him. Then he knows that he is himself, enters the gate of immortality, and sees the vast world.

Yu Jin suddenly realized that all thoughts were not me, and then I knew that I was not me, and I could enter., see.?
Both are about breaking free from shackles and restraints.

Perhaps, only when a person realizes that he is dead can he have the opportunity to truly live again.

——My life begins after death.

Is this the legendary living a second life?

"What will that ember be called when it truly comes to life?" Su Yu Niang was a little excited.

"Money." Li Youzhu stretched out his hand.

"When people die, they turn into ashes, and when ashes die, they turn into money? How can it be called money? This is too vulgar." Su Yu's mother was shocked.

"I said give money, that's the next question." Li Youzhu looked at her and ignored her evasion.

"Why are you asking for money so desperately? A scholar shouldn't do this." Su Yu's mother was furious on the spot: "I don't have any money in my pocket!"

"Get out, you cunning little girl! Get out! If you don't buy books, I'll close the shop. Come back tomorrow."

Li Youzhu listened to the man chattering and picked up a broom as if to chase him away, feeling annoyed that someone was disturbing him while he was reading.

After driving the wicked Su Yu Niang out, he put down the broom and closed the door.

"You little girl, you are so wicked."

He cursed with a smile, and carefully sorted the books on each shelf, treating each book as gently as if it were his own child, smoothing out the wrinkles on the paper, washing up, and slowly blowing out the lights.

"It's great to be young." With a sigh, the study became dark.

There was not even a glimmer of moonlight. I slowly walked up the stairs to the attic on the second floor, covered myself with the quilt and lay down slowly. I didn't know why, but I couldn't fall asleep.

“Everyone says that I am seen in the blooming flowers, but who knows that this is my true self.”

After a while, he suddenly pushed open the back window of the bookstore.

Looking at the moonlight in the sky, it seemed as if a veil covered the sea of stars, and a long sigh echoed in the darkness.

"Perhaps I was already dead when I saw that shark in my childhood."

"Have I been the relic I left in this world since I was a child?"

(End of this chapter)