Chapter 1685 Ward
The red panda disappeared. From the beginning to the end, the old painter could not hear the conversation between it and Xiao Huan.
Just after the other party disappeared, the old painter thoughtfully picked up his pen and started painting.
Wen Rensheng looked carefully and saw that he also had master-level painting skills.
The name of the painting is: "Master Ke Lulu in Dongshui".
There is a panda gnawing on a pile of bamboo, and there is a mist, with the outline of a person faintly visible in the mist.
This man is inspired enough to feel himself.
Of course this is not because he is too weak, but because Xiao Huan is too closely connected with him.
Only there is no Xiaohuan on it.
Wen Rensheng didn’t know what the meaning of this painting was.
He only knew that the old painter later used it to get 80 million from a rich man.
The rich man was very happy. The only question was: "Where is Master Kelulu?"
"Master Kelulu is in Dongshui." The old painter said meaningfully.
Wen Rensheng understood this sentence. The old painter was saying that Ke Lulu was not in the same space as them.
Yet they can sense Him and influence Him slightly.
This gave him some inspiration.
He was back on the street.
There are still people coming and going on the streets, but people have one more thing to talk about.
“Have you heard that someone brought a talking cute pet from McCann and sold it for 30 million.”
“I heard that, I also heard that The cute pet is a certain divine messenger, and it was given to the buyer as a mutant!”
"It's a pity. I should have sold all my houses earlier."
"Who would have thought that although McCann is dead, his wealth will be even greater."
“Do you think we should organize a team to explore there?”
“I won’t go, can’t we live well here?”
“Can we live well here? We are alive, but we will grow old." A middle-aged man sighed.
Another man who looked like a colleague followed: "That's right. People are sent to the crematorium every day, and every morning when I wake up, I find a few more gray hairs."
"You two are worrying about getting older. "?" At this time, an old lady stopped the two of them, "Please allow me to introduce to you, our kind and tolerant Heavenly Mother, Kelulu, who is as vast as the sea."
, the old lady took out two octopus head statues.
The two middle-aged men wanted to turn around and leave, but their eyes seemed to be stuck, as if they couldn't pull it out, so they became obsessed and followed the old lady away.
Wen Rensheng shook his head when he saw this. Xiaohuan, let alone the old painter in front of him, can be said to have met him accidentally in a dream, and now he has begun to promote it on the ground.
However, the words of the two middle-aged men touched him.
Even if chaos is omniscient, even if it is a high-dimensional existence, it must be afraid of death.
Death is the origin and core of all contradictions.
It can be said that all civilizations developed by human beings are aimed at finally resolving the ultimate contradiction of death.
Food, clothing, housing, transportation, military industry, medical care, even literature and art, fantasy logic, all serve this contradiction.
Everyone clearly knows that certain things are false and nihilistic, and there are no examples to verify them. However, they still believe in them like the two middle-aged men, and put their hard-earned wealth, future time, and precious Life is thrown into meaningless burning.
Are those two people stupid?
Are their qualities not high enough?
Wen Rensheng knew this city well, and he could see the information about the two people just now at a glance.
One has a master's degree, the other has a bachelor's degree, and has fifteen years of work experience.
No, they just want to briefly escape the fear of death.
The closer to the end of life, the more people fear death.
Thinking of this, Wen Rensheng came to a hospital.
Because of Yuanli’s medical technology, there are no terminally ill patients here, but there are some elderly people who have reached the end of their lifespan and can only receive hospice care.
In each ward, the old people chattered, some were talking to their children, and some were talking to themselves. "When I die, I want to bury my car. It is the work of my DIY work for three years." On a certain hospital bed, a bald old man was instructing his son.
"I know, Dad." A man said patiently.
Wen Rensheng paid close attention and called up the mind-reading skill he had learned before, and heard the man's voice at this time: Old man, I have sold your car.
When the time comes, I will bury for you the blue toy car your grandson played with when he was a child.
Everyone says that you should take good care of yourself while you are alive. I have done that. Why should I waste such a precious car after I die?
Someone paid 800,000 to buy it.
Wen Rensheng skipped this ward and came to another one.
It’s very deserted here. An old lady is sitting in front of the window, staring blankly at the setting sun.
Countless complicated thoughts were swirling in her mind:
Destroy it, destroy it all.
I'm going to die alone, why do these things still exist?
No, you can’t be so vicious.
I am the only one who will die. The world will not forgive me. It is because I lived too long, more than a hundred years old. My wife died and my son also died.
My son, Dink, will never be scolded for the rest of his life.
It is comfortable for a lifetime. After a person dies, what is the use of passing on the family line or passing on the name?
He could still see the outcome of his son's generation, but the old man didn't.
If you can take care of one generation or two, can you also take care of what happens after you close your eyes?
Go to sleep, just think of it as returning to your mother's arms and returning to the state before birth.
The old lady slowly closed her eyes.
Of course, she didn't die.
She just really fell asleep.
Of course she doesn’t know that in this world, neither she nor her past will die. They will just exist quietly in a hard drive and wait for one day to wake up.
Wen Rensheng stared at the old lady, and many thoughts came to his mind.
He left here and went to the next ward.
This ward was unexpectedly lively.
"If my sister dies, you must attend her funeral." A young-looking woman said to a group of children, both big and small, with a smile.
Those children had their mouths full of various snacks.
"Of course, we will definitely come to participate. We will also call our classmates when the time comes." said an older child.
"Well, well, I will also call our class." Another child rushed to say.
"Okay, you are all good children. In this case, your sister will not feel scared when she leaves." The young woman smiled.
Wen Rensheng used his mind-reading skills again and looked at the other party.
Oh, I didn’t expect that my life would end so quickly. I really regret it.
The monster said that it would keep your appearance, but it would shorten your life by twenty years.
The young woman thought to herself.
I hope that like the monster said, after death I just sleep for a long time and then wake up in chaos.
That's how it should be, there's nothing to be afraid of.
Didn’t I know nothing before I was born?
I didn’t start remembering things until I was four years old.
Just fall asleep again.
Wen Rensheng nodded. This woman was very open-minded and very open-minded.
Leaving like this means leaving happily and contentedly.
No regrets.
(End of this chapter)