Facing Du Tingwei's surprise, I smiled and said: "'The god of the jungle is just a name given to it by a wizard. Of course it is not a god. Whether it is in Thailand or China, how can gods show people in the form of stone pillars
Du Tingwei was still surprised, and asked, "Then what do you mean? If it is not a god, how can there be such power?"
"Maybe it's an artifact."
It is naturally perfunctory to say that stone pillars are artifacts. Just imagine, what a ridiculous thing a god holds in his hand as a stubby stone pillar as a magic weapon, unless the stone pillar can be like a golden hoop rod, which can be large or small, and can be changed in length or short at will.
Seeing what Du Tingwei had to say, I said: "This question can be dealt with first. I want to go and see the pillar again."
Du Tingwei nodded, and then led Xue Xiaomei and me out of the small living room.
Coming to the consecration room again, I began to observe the stone pillars more closely. But after watching for a long time, there was still nothing special. I touched the surface of the pillar with my hand, and even closed my eyes and chanted the psychic spell silently, but there was no strange feeling.
I wanted to try to pick it up, lay it flat on it, and roll it back and forth a few times, but it was too heavy to get what I wanted. Slap a few times with the palm of your hand, and the sound should be solid.
I used the knife that I carried with me and scraped a few times on the cylinder. Not only did I not cut any small pieces, but did not even leave any traces.
This seems very consistent with the characteristics of meteorites.
Xue Xiaomei said: "Maybe this is not something on earth."
Du Tingwei said: "So, I say it is a god."
Xue Xiaomei said: "I mean, it may be something of aliens, aliens with super-civilized wisdom."
What this said was quite right to Zhang Ling's thinking.
Suddenly, I suddenly remembered the conclusion Zhang Ling had assumed, saying: "Maybe aliens are the gods that people have been worshiping for thousands of years."
Du Tingwei was a little excited and said: "I have understood all of what you said. But no matter what it is, I just want to let my predictive ability disappear."
I looked at him for a moment and said, "Then, you have to find a brain specialist and perform a brain surgery to remove the memories you want to forget."
Du Tingwei said in amazement: "I said that I had foreseen my own death. I had the ability to predict when I died, and I died on the operating table."
I said: "I know
Tao. But there is another possibility. "
"What's possible?"
"The death you foresee is not a real death, but the operation was successful. Not only did you lose the ability to predict, but you also lost some memory. Because after the operation, you lose the ability to predict, and you lose a part of your memory. After a rebirth, rebirth is naturally first to die and then to live, and the death you foresee is only the death of memory, not the end of life."
Du Tingwei opened his eyes and looked at me, as if he had never thought about this problem.
After a while, Du Tingwei grabbed my arm, his hand trembling, and said excitedly: "Really! Are you telling me the truth?"
Seeing Du Tingwei's excitement, I suddenly felt that I had said something wrong. In case my assumption was wrong, Du Tingwei did what I said and died on the operating table. Isn't it my responsibility
I dare not answer for a while.
Xue Xiaomei said, "What he said is just a hypothesis, and it is impossible to be 100% correct."
Du Tingwei repeatedly said: "I know, I know, nothing is absolute. But his assumptions at least let me see the hope of life without death and the ability to predict. Thank you, thank you, thank you so much. I have never figured it out before. Since I had predicted that I would die on the operating table, why would I still have the courage to perform the operation? Now I finally know that it is your assumption that gave me courage and made me see hope. Too. Thank you!"
I was stunned, Xue Xiaomei also looked at me with a weird expression, as if to say that if Du Tingwei really died on the operating table, it was all my responsibility.
I hurriedly said, "Mr. Du, it's better to be cautious about this matter. After all, there is only one life, so it's not a trifle."
"No, before I met you, I thought about everything. I figured everything out. I even contacted the doctor. But the worst is hope, and you are the one who gave me hope. As long as my operation is successful, I will thank you very well and give you this house."
I felt that I was in a disaster, and I was no longer in the mood to think about the God of the Jungle, and Du Tingwei had been immersed in the hope I gave him. He called and danced happily for a while, but he couldn’t be very organized. The answer to our question.
Helpless
, We had to say goodbye to Du Tingwei temporarily, and then told him to think carefully and make a cautious decision.
Du Tingwei was completely immersed in the joy of being able to get rid of the ability of foresight, and did not personally send us back to Qingkong, but let the servant drive us back.
When I returned to the hotel where I was staying, it was completely dark. After dinner, Xue Xiaomei followed me to her room and said, "If Du Tingwei really died on the operating table, it was all because of you."
"Yes, I said something wrong."
"You can't say the wrong thing, you are just explaining a possibility. However, even if the operation is successful, you will not get the house."
"what?"
"He said he was successful in the operation and he can give you the house as a thank you."
"It seems to have said it."
"If he succeeds in the operation, he will forget what he said and did after he gained the ability to foresee. So he will never remember you and me, let alone the promise he made to you."
I smiled and said, "I didn't want his house either. I just regret that I shouldn't say something like that. It's good for the operation to be successful, but if he really dies on the operating table, I'm sorry."
Xue Xiaomei said: "You don't have to blame yourself. He said he was a hopeless person, and you just gave him hope. In this respect, you helped him. He should thank you."
I sighed and said, "I hope."
Xue Xiaomei pondered for a moment, and said, "Then when shall we leave for the jungle to find Sister Ling and Yang Wei?"
"You are not afraid of man-eating trees and man-eating flies?"
"I'm afraid I'm looking for it, should we just go back like this?"
I immediately laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to be very affectionate. We can leave at any time, but I'm thinking about one thing."
"what's up?"
"The destination of Zhang Ling and Dayan must be that ancient tribe, but it is unknown whether they will reach the tribe in the end. If they haven't arrived, there will be two possibilities, one is lost and the other is killed."
"Don't you want to find them?"
"Listen to me first. No matter whether they live or die, they are definitely going to find them, otherwise I don't have to come to Thailand. Now what needs to be considered is whether we start looking at Mata or the primitive in the jungle. The tribe started looking."
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