On the next mission, they came to the pyramid.

Bathed in the brilliant sunset, Edward and Carter climbed to the top of the pyramid, sat down on a stone, and overlooked the endless desert below.

Ka. History Professor Te asked: "Did you know that the strange incident of a dog being killed by lightning happened in Egypt?"

Edward said: "It would be great if I could meet you earlier."

Edward took out the "wish list" and checked off the item "see the pyramids".

Edward said: "Actually, I should cross out two of them at once. Seeing the pyramids and experiencing the most magnificent thing in person can be considered magnificent."

Carter didn't think so: "Wait until you see the Himalayas I'm talking about."

Edward: "Oh, yes, and your Himalayas. But that's pretty good."

Carter once again possessed the possession of a history professor: "The ancient Egyptians had a wonderful belief in death. When their souls came to the gate of heaven, the gods would ask them two questions. Their answers would determine whether they could enter.

Heaven.”

Edward was very cooperative: "Very good, let me hear it. What's the problem?"

Carter's eyes were deep: "Do you get happiness from life?"

Edward was noncommittal!

Carter urged: "Answer the question."

Edward was a little hesitant: "I, um...answer whether I get happiness from my life?"

He thought for a moment and then nodded: "Yes."

Carter asked again: "Has your life brought happiness to others?"

Edward thought for a while and said: "Oh, such a question! I don't know. I haven't considered how others measure it... Then you have to ask them."

Carter insisted: "I'm asking you now."

Edward took a few steps to the side and put his hands in his pockets. After a moment...he exhaled a long, labored breath...

Then he hesitated for a while before he said, "Okay. Let me tell you this.

After I got divorced and lost a lot of money, Emily went to live with her mother.

You know, of course you want to maintain a close relationship, but gradually it just means seeing each other on holidays, making phone calls, sending birthday cards, etc. Anyway, she went to college, participated in "relief for the poor", protected animals and so on.

group. She met a young man and she thought she fell in love with him. He was an activist and a very handsome young man. He was followed by many people and he was very smart. But I heard that there was something wrong with him, so when I heard she said that I would book with him.

When we got married, I told her that I opposed the marriage. However, the child was as stubborn as me, so naturally she insisted on her own opinion and married him, and naturally she didn't invite me to the wedding at all."

Carter looked at him curiously: "Does this make you sad?"

Edward said with some pain: "What do you think? When he hit her for the first time, she came to me. I wanted to teach this kid a lesson... but she wouldn't let me. She said she loved him.

, said it was not his fault, he had drunk some wine. She was the one who provoked him to do it... The second time this happened, she stopped coming to me. It was my ex-wife who told me

. I feel quite happy to be able to hear her voice again."

Carter was a little surprised and curious: "Then what did you do?"

Edward said calmly: "Like any father would do. I started to deal with the situation. I found a guy, and he found a guy who specializes in dealing with this kind of thing. I don't know what this guy said and what he did.

But I know he didn’t kill him, but my daughter has no news from him since then.”

"How did Emily react?" Carter asked curiously.

Edward smiled bitterly: "You scolded me on the phone. You won't believe those words. And what's even worse is that to her, my father is already dead. I don't deserve what I did."

I'm proud of everything, but I'd do it all over again if there was an afterlife. So if I'm not allowed to enter this Egyptian paradise because my daughter hates me, then so be it. I guess that's all.

The rule is the same no matter how you answer those two questions."

After saying that, both of them stopped talking and looked out at the desert.

But the next moment, Edward said with some distress: "How are we going to get down from this mausoleum?"

At the next stop, they came to Asan's country. The whole city was like a maze composed of winding streets and patches of new and old houses.

They went to see the Taj Mahal, and of course Carter, the "history professor", must have possessed him again. This time they talked about the love between the emperor and the queen of the Taj Mahal.

It's just a little too expensive. It's so expensive that even Edward, a wealthy businessman, couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know if I can afford the work of 20,000 migrant workers."

Then they talked about what kind of burial method they would choose in the future.

"I can't decide how to bury it. Specifically, burial or cremation? Let's just say burial. I know there will be no problem, but I am very afraid of being alone. If I wake up underground and find myself surrounded by

No one answers, what should I do? Does anyone still make coffins with bells and bells?"

Carter shook his head and said, "I guess no one did it."

Edward: "Okay, let's cremate it. What should I do with the ashes? Bury it, remove it, put it on a bookshelf, or put it in a flower basket and put it in the Ganges and let it go down the river? Besides, what if the fire burns it?

What should I do if it hurts me?"
Chapter completed!