Strange Tomb [Recommended by the Great God]

This Chu Ying looks very menacing, holding the willows in the wind, just like Zhao Feiyan is alive, this waist, Shen Bing, feels soft after a glance, let alone touch it with hands, her appearance is very classical, when she speaks , always involuntarily lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, with a graceful and pleasant appearance, completely different from Shen Bing. When Shen Bing saw Chu Ying smiling at Tang Sancheng, she felt a little bored and panicked. She coughed lightly: "Liu Feifan, What kind of medicine are you selling in this gourd?"

"Chu Ying is also my senior sister." Liu Feifan was a little flustered. He didn't want to tell them that he wanted to pick up on his senior sister, so he meddled in his own business: "The things about her are unusual, really, you should listen to her first. ,OK?"

Bai Yi's head is a little big, he rejected Abe Qing, and now there is another Chu Ying, who is related to Yang Yuhuan all the time, what happened to this world, when did it become so small?

Fu Yu glanced at Bai Yi, he was probably tired and didn't have enough energy to meddle in other things, Fu Yu said softly: "Why don't you listen to it first, it's just a story."

"Yes." Chu Ying is a smart person: "Most people think that I am mentally ill, and few believe me. Since the last article was published, some people have always said that I have delusional disorder, and I can hardly stand it anymore. I've been seeing a psychiatrist for a while, but I really didn't lie, what I said is true, if you don't believe me, look..."

Chu Ying suddenly opened her sleeves. On such a hot day, she was still wearing long sleeves. When she opened them, everyone was surprised. There was a ring-shaped mark on her right arm, and Bai Yi immediately thought of it. According to the legend, when Yang Yuhuan was born, she had a jade ring on her arm, hence the name Yang Yuhuan. Chu Ying put down her sleeves again: "Did you see this? This birthmark was there when I was born, not acquired Yes, you can ask my parents for proof of this."

Seeing that everyone stopped talking, Chu Ying immediately said: "Also, when I was young, that is, when I was four years old, I suddenly read a poem, and my sleeves were full of fragrance, and the red owl owl was in the autumn smoke. The wind swayed on the Qingyun Ridge, and the water first blew by the tender willow pond. At that time, my parents didn’t teach me this poem, and even they didn’t know where this poem came from. After checking the information based on my impression, I realized that this poem was written by Yang Yuhuan, and my parents also knew about this matter, so you can also check it out."

Bai Yi knows that this poem is indeed written by Yang Yuhuan. It is written by a woman in a woman's dancing posture. Compared with autumn smoke and hibiscus, it is faintly visible; The water is graceful and soft, lined with ruffled sleeves and fragrant, it can be described as superb, a four-year-old girl would not normally read such a deep poem, especially there are a few uncommon Chinese characters in it, which even adults may not know. Yi finally developed a little interest: "Is there any more?"

"When I was young, apart from reciting some weird poems, I always talked in sleep." Chu Ying said: "The things I said were all terrible sleep talks, such as don't kill me, don't kill me and so on. This situation did not get better until I was 16 years old, because of this, I never lived in the school when I was a child, because I was afraid of scaring other people, and I was also afraid that they would be prejudiced against me.”

"Brother Bai, do you think people really have past lives?" Liu Feifan asked suddenly.

Bai Yi glanced at Fu Yu, since there is reincarnation Gu, then reincarnation may be real, otherwise, how to explain what happened to Shen Bing and Cong Yang?

"Okay." Tang Sancheng said: "Especially in our country, many people believe in the theory of reincarnation. Taoism and Buddhism both have the theory of reincarnation. Taoism still accumulates and continues, so after becoming a ghost after death, you can still continue to practice and become a ghost fairy. You can also choose to reincarnate. Buddhism pays attention to the theory of reincarnation. After death, people will enter the next life, which is reincarnation. However, the next life and this life For him, there is the problem of memory extinction, and there is no continuity and inheritance of memory. After reincarnation, he does not know each other and has nothing to do with him in the previous life. In essence, he is two different people.”

Bai Yi was silent, Cong Yang and Shen Bing, the memory of the previous situation was wiped out.

Chu Ying asked timidly, "What is memory extinction?"

"In Buddhism, the extinction of memory is equal to the death of the soul. In this world, no matter whether it is suffering or happiness, who wants to extinguish memory unless he really wants to commit suicide and really wants to forget the past. Therefore, Buddhists are faced with extinction of memory. This is a tragedy." Tang Sancheng said: "There is a folk legend that after death, people will drink Mengpo soup, so that they will not remember what happened in the previous life. In fact, this is the extinction of memory."

"Then..." Chu Ying looked at Tang Sancheng and laughed: "Am I the one who didn't drink Meng Po soup?"

Shen Bing's little mouth pouted, this woman!

"It's possible." Tang Sancheng didn't notice Shen Bing's reaction at all, and was still talking to Chu Ying endlessly: "However, Bai Yi also said that there were similar cases abroad before, right, Bai Yi?"

Bai Yi squirted out from his nose: "En."

Tang Sancheng felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, seeing Bai Yi winking at him, he looked at Shen Bing, Shen Bing's face was pulled down, Tang Sancheng was taken aback, immediately felt innocent, what are you doing?

But that Chu Ying became more and more interested in Tang Sancheng: "So you believe it? Don't you believe that people have reincarnation, and my previous life was Yang Yuhuan, right?"

"It's not that I don't believe it." Tang San became confused: "It's just that this phenomenon may happen."

"Even so, I already feel very happy." Chu Ying said, "Actually, a Japanese came to me recently..."

"Abe Haru?" Bai Yi blurted out.

"Yes, how did you know?" Chu Ying was very surprised: "He saw my article in a magazine, so he asked someone to find me."

"When did it happen?" Bai Yi asked.

"Not long ago, about four days ago." Chu Ying said: "He was very interested in what happened to me, and kept asking me if I remembered what happened before Yang Yuhuan died. This person is a bit strange."

"If it's not strange, then it's strange." Bai Yi sneered, "So this person is still in Beijing?"

"Yes, he said he was waiting for someone." Chu Ying said, "Listen to him, he won't leave until he waits."

Everyone thought of the words that Abe Qing had sworn to leave that day, and Bai Yi touched his nose. It was like Jiang Taigong fishing. Those who wished would take the bait, but they themselves did not want to. What could he do? He wanted to see if he could catch these fish.

But Fu Yu sighed: "So, now it seems that you came here by accident, you found us, you didn't just let us listen to a story, did you?"

Bai Yi was stunned, what happened to him, he didn't see such an obvious loophole, he was really disturbed by that Abe Haru.

Chu Ying glanced at Liu Feifan, a little apologetic: "Fan Fei, I'm sorry, this is what Abe Qing taught me, he seems to know your situation very well, and knows the relationship between you and Teacher Tang, so let me go first Looking for you, let you bring me here again, but my story is true, I didn't lie to you."

Liu Feifan wanted to vomit blood, he was used as a gun by a beautiful senior sister, his tragic life, how could he not escape the tragedy anywhere, especially in front of beautiful girls, first a Fu Yu let his My heart fell to the ground, and another Shen Bing came, making my pain worse. Now, this Senior Sister Chu Ying stepped on her wound again.

"I, he told me that Yang Yuhuan's cemetery may be in Japan. As long as I go to Japan, it is possible to unravel the mystery of me. However, it is not enough for me and him. Someone needs to go with us, you guys He is the most suitable candidate." Chu Ying said, "Are you willing?"

"Miss Chu, please go back and tell that Abe Qing that he failed in this trick, let him think of other ways." Bai Yi said: "I'm sorry, Miss Chu, I have to see off the guests."

Liu Feifan was a little embarrassed: "Sister, let me take you back."

Chu Ying reluctantly stood up, and she glanced at Tang Sancheng: "Teacher Tang, you actually believe me, don't you? Aren't you curious? Don't you want to know the answer?"

Tang Sancheng remained silent, this was not an answer he could do alone, and Liu Feifan didn't want them to be embarrassed, so he said softly to Chu Ying: "Senior Sister, we are indeed a little abrupt here, let's go, let's go."

Chu Ying was almost dragged out by Liu Feifan. Watching the two leave, Shen Bing couldn't wait to close the door: "Really, this Liu Feifan, why did you bring everyone here? What do you think of us here?"

Fu Yu smiled and said: "You, don't be narrow-minded, I don't think there is anything special about him, and there is nothing special about Tang Sancheng."

Shen Bing's face was completely red: "Ah, what are you talking about?"

"What I said, you know it here." Fu Yu pointed at Shen Bing's heart: "Can you deceive others, can you deceive yourself? You look like Shen Bing, but your heart is still Xiao Ning's."

Shen Bing glanced shyly at Tang Sancheng, actually since recovering Xiao Ning's memory, she always felt weird when facing Tang Sancheng, and even asked herself, do I really like Tang Sancheng?Or is it because of Xiao Ning's memory?Or as Shen Bing?It is precisely because of this contradiction that Shen Bing seldom reveals her true feelings in front of Tang Sancheng. The appearance of this Chu Ying, because she frequently showed favor to Tang Sancheng, finally made Shen Bing admit her inner feelings. He regarded Tang Sancheng as his own private property, and could not tolerate other women's coveting.