Chapter 11 third quarter 4

Now I'm back in life again.I was in a monastery, more precisely, in the east wing of this monastery, in front of an incense table raised up with bricks.Under the incense table are bundles of yellow paper.In midsummer, you can smell musty, alkaline, and straw; and straw is the main component of the yellowed paper.Whitebark pines in the yard can be seen through the open windows.When you walk into this courtyard, you will see the blue brick walls covered with moss; the courtyard with cracked putty, the huge white bark pine—all in all, it is an old courtyard.I believe you can feel a cultural atmosphere from it.It's like when you walked into the four-corner pavilion of that old whore in Chang'an more than a thousand years ago.No matter which side you enter from, you have to go through a short and long doorway, then straighten up and look up at the unfathomable brick dome above your head.The whole world is on your head at this time, so you feel this cultural atmosphere too.In this square room, there are a total of four low natural lights, illuminating the lower half of the person.Later, the old prostitute appeared in the light on her knees—she had a face painted white with two eyebrows made of yak tails—and said in a low voice: Officer.I don't know how you feel, but Xue Song is very moved.He had been in that pavilion and felt himself transformed into a solemn dead man.I don't know what that old whore did to him, anyway, when he came out of the pavilion, he was obsessed with wanting to make meritorious deeds, go to a barren place to be a Jiedu envoy, and open up territory for the Tang Dynasty.Considering that Xue Song hadn't grown up at that time, the situation may have been like this: the old whore held his childish penis in her hand and said softly: Officer, you are not an idle person... Wait.Because I have never been moved, I may be wrong.But I thought it would never be touched.It is a big capital of mine.No matter what kind of old whore takes my penis and says I'm extraordinary, I won't believe it: but I admit it.There are a lot of people who really need an old whore with his penis to say these things.This is why Xue Song is obsessed with her.I vaguely remember a time when the leader forgot the source of the historical materials, but I happened to remember it and reminded me.He was very happy and said: Xiao Wang is a talent.I also cheered up for a while, but immediately withered away.

Regarding Xue Song's penis being held, a detailed explanation is needed: at that time, he was lying in the center of the pavilion. The place was dark and humid, which did not match the name of the pavilion.Xue Song spread his hands in the shape of a cross and lay in the center of the pavilion. The directions of his head, feet and arms all lead to a doorway. Xue Song seemed to be lying at a crossroads.You could also say that he himself was that crossroads.And the four roads connected by this intersection are very long. At the top of those roads, each has a doorway that leaks into the sky, like a pinhole, as if leading to the endless sky.Whichever way he looked he could see the distant skylight and hear the monotonous dripping of water from the dome, some far away and some on him.If he looked up to the zenith, in the darkness, he could see several frighteningly large geckos crawling on the top, and he could hear the distant sound of the wind and the sound of carriages and horses.In this darkness and silence, there appeared the old whore's face, whitewashed like a wall, with black broom eyebrows.She took Xue Song's penis with a hand as cold as a grave, and began to speak ("Guanren, you are not an idle person", etc.).Xue Song couldn't help getting an erection like iron, and he grew up in that instant.I read my old manuscripts and critique them in my head.What's the point of doing this, I don't understand myself.I don't like the current way of writing, mainly because I don't like an old whore taking my penis with cold hands. This place is not accessible to everyone-although in this case, I also don't like it. I get hard erections, but I still don't like them.I really don't know what I was thinking before.