"Don't be so lazy, so what if you just take a look?"
I was so blocked by this sentence that I couldn't speak, so I had to turn around and walk out the door. Even if I read it again, the missing words will not come out of thin air—
I was completely stunned. On the plaque that was empty five minutes ago, unexpectedly, out of thin air, there were really imposing gold-plated characters at this time, and the three big characters "Quyao Pavilion" were written neatly on it.
I stared blankly at the extra large characters on the plaque, and Mr. Wen came behind me at some point.
"You couldn't see the words on the plaque when you came in before, that's because you haven't seen me, and you don't know where this house is. But now when you see me and talk to me, it's natural in your heart There will be some speculation." He looked up at the plaque.
"Quyao Pavilion... who the hell are you?" I thought that what I experienced at Shi Yitong's house two days ago was incredible enough, but I didn't expect to encounter even more bizarre things the next day.
"I can be anyone, or I can be no one. But as I said, everyone who comes here must seek something." Mr. Wen smiled, "And I am here to help the lost people." Those who solve problems."
"Are you the one who showed up at school that day?" I blurted out.
Mr. Wen nodded with a smile.
"Then when I was dreaming yesterday—"
Mr. Wen smiled and said nothing, wondering if it was acquiescence.
His demeanor was so calm that it was impossible not to believe him. I even couldn't help thinking that the man in front of me might have already solved countless similar requests, and I was just another passer-by in this mysterious man's life.
Forget it, even if you tell him... it won't do any harm.
I followed him into the room, sat down face to face, and told Mr. Wen the cause of the incident in as much detail as possible, from how I came to Yancheng, how I met Shi Yitong, and what happened to Shi Yitong's family strange thing. And the weird dream I had last night and the coffin in it. Mr. Wen sat on the chair, just listening carefully, nodding or smiling from time to time, without saying a word.
"... That's how it happened. After waking up, I told Shi Yitong about the things in the coffin, but he didn't believe it anyway, and said that I was sleepy." I don’t even know if it’s true or not.”
"Is it true?" Mr. Wen said.
"What?" I didn't respond for a while.
"The scene you saw shouldn't be an ordinary dream." Mr. Wen rested his chin on his hand and looked at me, "Probably because of your physical problem."
"constitution?"
"If my guess is correct, Gu Yu, you should have a physique of spiritual vision."
I was at a loss, and could only try my best to understand what he meant, "Spirit vision...does it mean yin and yang eyes?"
"No, that's not right. Yin-yang eyes are different from spirit vision." Mr. Wen directly denied my understanding, "The term 'yin-yang eyes' in the general population is a very narrow concept, which only refers to people who can see ghosts and ghosts. But spiritual vision is a wider area ability, if we use numbers to divide the ability, 'yin and yang eyes' is 10, and 'spiritual vision' is 100."
I was attracted by his words unconsciously, "Why is there such a big difference?"
"It starts with the composition of the world we live in." He looked at me with great interest, "What do you think the world we live in is made of?"
Why did you start class all of a sudden? Without much hesitation, I blurted out, "Of course it's matter. Everything in the world is made up of matter, that is, molecules. Molecules are made up of atoms, and atoms are made up of protons and neutrons. This is the basis of physics." .”
Mr. Wen nodded with a smile, "Then let me ask you, what are people's thoughts made of?"
"This..." I was taken aback, and said bravely, "Thoughts are also produced by brain cells, and brain cells are also..."
"No, that's not right." Mr. Wen interrupted me, "You didn't understand my question. Of course the brain is a kind of matter, but what are the thoughts, spirits, and emotions produced by the brain made of? Is it still a molecule of thought, an atom of thought?”
"This..." I was speechless.
"Yes, the spiritual realm has always been a part that materialism can never explain. Because no one can tell what the human mind and spirit are made of. They are invisible and intangible, completely different from the material world we live in. It's different, it's like a product of another world. But there is one thing you must understand." Mr. Wen said slowly with his fingertips on his chin, "In this world, all the ghosts and gods come from the human heart. When will human beings be the creators of strange powers and gods."
"But, does this have anything to do with 'Spiritual Vision'?" I couldn't help interjecting.
"Did I just say it? The material world and the spiritual world are two completely different worlds, or in your current words, they are two different 'dimensions', or what the ancestors called 'this shore' And 'the other side'. The material world and the spiritual world are interdependent and coexist, parallel to each other, and occasionally intertwined. Whether ghosts or ghosts, they all affect our world when the two intersect, so the so-called supernatural appears. Events. Ghosts and ghosts are pure spiritual bodies. Generally speaking, ordinary people cannot see them unless special circumstances. The so-called human beings with "yin and yang eyes" just have a deeper perception of spirit bodies. So occasionally I can see the picture fragments produced when the two worlds intersect. But Gu Yu, you are different. You can fully enter the world over there."
I became more and more confused, and pointed to the tip of my nose, "Huh? Me?"
"This is what I call spiritual vision." Mr. Wen folded his hands together and stuffed them into the sleeves of his gown, "You should also feel something yourself. Are you very sensitive to external feelings?"
I fell silent. He was right about this point. Ever since I was a child, my five senses have been stronger than those around me. The senses of touch, smell, hearing, vision, etc. are all very keen. For example, I can often hear voices coming from far away, and if it is someone I have seen speaking, I can still hear exactly who it is. I am also very good at recognizing people. Anyone who has met once, I will never forget his appearance. But I have never associated these things with ghosts and ghosts. At most, I feel that I am born with a good physique.
"Spiritual vision is also called second vision, which usually refers to people's ability to see things beyond the senses. Although many people are considered to have the potential of spiritual vision, such as seeing the future from a crystal ball, or seeing the future from a bowl of water. You are a monster. But there are not many people who are completely clairvoyant like you." Mr. Wen suddenly stretched out his hand, and I was standing very close to him, but this time I couldn't dodge, and he touched my cheek.