And just when the two of us were fighting fiercely, suddenly, the fat man jumped out at some point and hurriedly pulled us away, "Stop fighting, I know what's going on, stop!"

After hearing what the fat man said, the fake guy and I stopped and looked at the fat man as soon as possible.

"What's going on? Tell me quickly!" The fake guy looked at me angrily, while also looking at the fat man.

And I also looked at the fat man with anticipation.

The fat man smiled and said, "Don't be anxious first, I'll tell you a story first!"

"When is it all right? Let's tell a story? If you have a fart, just let it go!" I said angrily.

The fat man gave me a blank look, ignored me, sat in the desert and took out a cigarette box, signaling me and the fake guy to come over with his eyes. We looked at each other and were all confused, but we still walked over.

The fat man patted our shoulders, then lit a cigarette for two of us. He took a deep breath of thick smoke. Seeing the fat man not talking for a long time, I immediately became anxious and knocked off the fat man's cigarette and urged him, "You're not finished, right? Tell me quickly!"

Unexpectedly, the fat man was not annoyed, picked up a cigarette from the ground and continued to hold it in his mouth, and then he said: "I once read a book. It says, in the Tang Dynasty, there was an old man named Wang. This old man Wang had a son named Wang Dafu. He was thirty years old and had not married a wife yet. He was anxious and begging others to match the matchmaker. After all, he finally became a family. But when Wang Dafu entered the bridal chamber that night, he found two girls dressed exactly the same on the bed. Wang Dafu had never seen his wife and could not tell what he looked like..."

After hearing the fat man say so hard, I suddenly became anxious and poked the fat man, "Do you think the key point is OK?"

The fat man photographed me, "What's the hurry? The point is here!"

"Wang Dafu couldn't tell, and he couldn't tell either, so he found the woman's parents to tell, but in the end no one could tell. Both girls said that they were the ones, saying that the other was a fox demon, and they were here to seduce charm. The girl's parents asked various private questions again, and the girl also answered them fluently. Just when they were in trouble, a Taoist priest came to the door and asked the two girls to hold sheep dung in their mouths. If anyone could not take it in, then that would be fake. As a result, one could not hold it. Just when a group of people decided that the girl who could not hold the sheep dung was a fox demon and was about to kill her, the Taoist priest stopped everyone and said that this was Lingyi. Then he recited a passage of scripture, and as he recited, the girl disappeared by himself!"

After telling this story, the fat man smoked silently, looking at me and the fake guy, saying nothing.

The same is true for the fake guy, and I didn't say a word for a long time. At this time, I realized that I didn't pretend to be a fake guy, but he thought he was real, just like I thought he was real.

"Where is sheep manure? Fatty, do you have it?" I asked directly at the fat man.

The fat man nodded, "I have it, but I don't want to do such boring things!"

"Why?"

"Don't you think this is good? It's equivalent to having one more helper, and one more person is also easy to do things!"

"Get out!" I cursed at the same time as the counterfeiter. I said to the fat man: "Who would like to ask who would have an extra self in this world? I don't want it, and counterfeiters are also unwilling."

Listening to my words, the fat man shook his head and said for a while: "You two are one, and the decision-making power is always in your hands, but I want to remind you, because whether you two are you or you or me, you don't know who is real or who is fake. If one really wants to perish, then the chances of you two are 50% each. Everyone is likely. Will you really think about doing this?"

After hearing what Fatty said, I was silent for a while and couldn't speak for a long time. If it was really like what Fatty said, I had half the chance of dying, would I still choose? What if I was really that fake? After all, I don't know whether I am fake or not, and that fake guy also doesn't know whether he is fake. When we really face life and death, we all began to hesitate.

As mentioned earlier, I am really very rational at times, especially in this situation that is related to my life, and I am even more surprisingly rational. I can't help but start to disbelief in myself and suspect that I am fake. Suddenly, I really want to know the idea of ​​the fake guy, so I looked at him, and it happened that he was also looking at me. It turned out that we thought of going together.

"How is it? I started to hesitate, so I said, there is no need to do this. How wonderful it is for everyone to get along well with each other. You can also make yourself more perfect through each other's continuous deepening of your understanding of yourself, right?"

I and the fake guy rolled my eyes at the fat man at the same time. The so-called "stand and speak without a back pain" is the reason. When one day this happens to me, I will not think like this. However, it takes several lifetimes for a person to encounter the situation I am facing now.

If the two living organisms coexist, then who will the March grass be with after saving March grass?

Suddenly, I thought of this problem and thought of all kinds of possible things. Suddenly, a cold sweat flowed out wildly. I slapped my thigh and said to the fat man, "Come on, I want to know who is fake!" The fake man seemed to think of it with me, and nodded to the fat man.

"Oh! I was born with the same roots, so why not worry about fighting each other!" the fat man sighed.

And the fake guy and I were both black at the same time. This fat man is not so harmful to others.

The fat man shook his head, flipped through his travel bag for a long time, took out a small bottle, poured it out for a long time, and finally poured out two small sheep dung eggs. He looked at me and looked at the fake guy, "Come on, whoever you two can't help but spit out this thing first will be fake!"

Take the sheep dung egg from the fat man, look at the black lump, and think that it was the sheep dung, I couldn't help feeling nausea, and I felt like I wanted to vomit. How could this thing be eaten into my mouth? After looking at the fake guy, he was also hesitating. It was probably the same as I thought. It was one reason for not being able to swallow it. More importantly, this may be a deadly poison for us.

"If it doesn't work, don't force it. I feel that it's good to live together like this!"

Seeing that both of us were hesitating, the fat man spoke.

The fake guy and I glared at the fat man fiercely at the same time. It was not up to me to keep things high. People had such a mentality. This kind of thing did not happen to the fat man's saint, and he had no way of understanding the mood of the two of us.

Just imagine, if one day, you suddenly find that there is someone in this world who looks exactly the same as you, and who is exactly the same as your appearance, thoughts, etc., and you also know all your past events. In this case, I think no one will calm down and feel unafraid.

And I am just like this at this moment.

I looked at the fake guy again, and he was still hesitating whether to swallow it. Gradually, sweat oozed out of his forehead. It was obvious that he had encountered a very difficult choice, and I also understood his mood at the moment, because the two of us were the same person, and it was normal for us to face death calmly, because no one could face death calmly. No matter who it is, it was really difficult to make a choice in this situation.

Damn, isn't it just death? I'm the real one. If I die, this fake guy will die. I'm so scared. I think this way in my heart, adding a little courage to myself. I gritted my teeth, closed my eyes, and stomped my feet, and swallowed the sheep dung balls into my mouth.

It is hard to enter, and there is also an unspeakable strange smell. It is uncomfortable to put it in your mouth. I closed my eyes and tried to adapt to this smell because I had to hold it in it for a long time.

"Damn, you two really swallowed it!" And at this moment, suddenly, I heard the fat man's shocked words. Did that fake guy swallow it like me?

The skeptic in my heart also turned to look at the fake guy.

The fake guy also showed a dead mother-in-law expression, obviously in great pain. I understand that no matter what, this is eating shit. I was able to put it in my mouth and it was a great courage, and he was the same.

But at this moment, suddenly, I felt my mouth start to open involuntarily, like a person forcibly prying my mouth open, and I couldn't control myself at all.

What's going on? I was surprised and suspicious. In order to prevent the sheep dung egg from being pulled out of my mouth, I immediately pressed my chin with my hands.

However, at this moment, the fat man grabbed the hand that was about to hold my mouth and shook his head at me, "It's useless, the result of the matter has come out, and everything is already obvious!"

He had just finished saying this, and suddenly, I felt something slipping out of my mouth. When I looked down, I saw that it was the sheep dung egg.

what does that mean?

I stared at the fat man in a daze and hoped that he could explain it to me, but the fat man just shook his head and sighed.

On the other hand, although the fake guy was still in great pain, his mouth was still tightly closed and there was no sign of opening his mouth.

"Why? How is this possible? How can I be fake?" I looked at the fat man in disbelief, holding the fat man's hand tightly, hoping that he would tell me that all this was fake. This statement was fake and he was lying to me.

However, the fat man lowered his head and said nothing, but just lowered his head and muttered something.

Suddenly, I felt my headache splitting and my body was light. Gradually, the fat man and the fake guy began to become smaller in my vision. If I wanted to see them, they could only lower their heads.

"What...what is going on?" I was surprised and looked at my feet, Oh my God! At this moment, my feet were far away from the ground, and there was no contact with the ground in my body, and it flew up in the air.

"Ah!" I was scared and screamed in horror, but when I opened my mouth, I didn't make any noise. The fake guy on the ground grew up and looked at me with an incredible face. I vaguely seemed to hear the fake guy asking the fat man, where would he go? Will he die?

The fat man didn't say anything, just nodded, and I was even more frightened. I couldn't make any sound when I wanted to scream. In the moment when I was inadvertently bowing my head, I discovered something that scared me even more.

At this time, my feet, hands, and even my whole body disappeared and disappeared. What's going on? I was even more scared. Am I going to die like this? Why is that fake guy real? Why am I fake? I'm unwilling to accept it, I'm angry, but I'm equally desperate.

Because, with the fat man's muttering, gradually, I felt that my consciousness seemed to be blurred, as if it would dissipate at any time and could not be controlled at all.

At this moment, I felt like a bird, like a cloud, flying freely between heaven and earth, and seemed to see the ghost wandering between heaven and earth, looking towards the surface, countless ghosts, they were scattered throughout the desert, approaching the fat man, approaching me, not... To be precise, approaching the fake, and to be precise, I seem to be dead now...

When I became conscious again, I suddenly felt my head was drowsy and my headache was split. Moreover, there were many things in my mind for no reason. The long ruined path that made people desperate, the ruins that had collapsed for a long time, the endless locust trees, and the green cliff...

Yes, you are not wrong. Our memories are combined into one. No matter which disappears me or the me now, they are just one person. This person is Li Binwu, that is, me. The experience of which spiritual body moves is like a dream, a real dream that seems to have happened again. It is so real and empathetic.

"Did you feel any discomfort?" the fat man asked to me.

I shook my head. For some reason, I always felt heartache. Did I kill myself and part of myself? I looked at the fat man, hoping that the fat man could explain this question to me.

"If you don't feel uncomfortable, work quickly. Do you want to save your dream lover?" The fat man cursed at me angrily, and kicked me hard with his feet. The unhappiness that happened to me seemed to have never happened in his eyes.
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