Chapter 23 Section 1

I was still in the aforementioned monastery, and it was almost noon.The weather was hotter and more humid than in the morning, and there seemed to be a layer of mist in the sky, which made the sunlight a slightly yellowish color; the white bark pine in the yard leaked the sunlight of this color to the ground piecemeal.A woman in a white dress hurried in from outside the temple, stepping into the camouflage of the sun... She came into my room with a bit of panting caused by the haste, trying to restrain herself, that is to say, Hold your breath in your body... The walls of this house are cracked everywhere, and the walls are full of dust, except for one place, and that is the door.Someone pasted a whole sheet of white paper by the door, and the dried paste behind the paper painted stripes on the wall. I thought the stripes were a bit like wood grain.The woman opened her mouth towards me, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything.She smiled, moved a stool—it was square, with a cracked surface, and a label on the side that read the word "cultural relic"—put it on the edge of the wall, and sat on it. Leaning his back against the wall, he raised his legs.In this pose, her petticoat is visible just below her knees.She turned her sun-red face toward me with a small smile on her face.Just froze like that.

I remember that she came to visit me in the hospital, and would touch my hand as long as the people in the same ward were not paying attention-this made me think about it.I didn't know at the time that I had lost my memory.Now that I know it, I am not just fantasizing, but full of hope.Maybe, we are lovers?Maybe just a girlfriend?It is also possible that we have just met, so we have a little affection... I really want to find out right away, but I also think that there is no rush for this matter, it would be better to wait for her to express first--the reason is simple: I don't know what to call it she.Unfortunately, she just sat there with a smile on her face; she didn't stand up until noon and said: Let's go to eat.I went to have dinner with her.

Walking out of this temple, there is a big locust tree in front of the gate.I think this tree is four or five hundred years old.There is a row of tall bungalows behind the locust tree, and there is a sign beside the door, which reads: State-run Grain Store.Another brand: Parity Supermarket.This made me confused, not knowing whether it was a "state-run grain store" or a "fair price supermarket".There are a few tables under the tree, the paint is peeling off, and there are several glass bottles on the table, and some oily peppers are put in the bottles.Flies are flying around... Feeling that the place is dirty, I sat down hesitantly and ate a bowl of sliced ​​noodles.I thought she was going to say something to me.But she didn't say anything.This made me wonder: Is the relationship between us just eating noodles together?

After dinner, I went back to my room, but she didn't follow.This woman is a mystery to me: who is she?Why are you smiling at me?What is the meaning of that bowl of sliced ​​noodles?Maybe, she is that Xiao Huang?Why doesn't she give me some hints to remind me of her?When I think of her, I am so excited... because of her appearance, I have completely forgotten the pain of losing my memory.I waited anxiously for her to come to my room again, but she never came.Maybe, I should go to her - but I don't know where to look.There are many courtyards in this monastery, if you go out rashly, you may not be able to come back; besides, I don't like to smell the smell in the courtyard.I must find a way to get over my anxiety, so I went back to Xue Song.But, as you know, I don't like him much anymore.

As mentioned earlier, Xue Song killed an assassin.The assassin may also be a man, and this matter will follow the clues of men, and has nothing to do with women.Xue Song escorted him to the center of the village, yelled and called his mercenaries; then he raised his account to ask questions, the question he asked was very simple, who are you?from where?Why do you want to assassinate the official?etc.The assassin said he could not remember who he was or where he came from.He did not assassinate Xue Song.As for Xue Song's ears, he said that they fell off by himself.As you know, it doesn't make any sense at all, and he keeps giggling and pretending to be crazy.If you want to get useful information from him, you must torture him to extract a confession—otherwise it is a double-mouthed cross talk, which is harmful to Xue Song's prestige.But the mercenaries applauded the answers.Xue Song himself was also caught in a conflict in his heart. He really wanted to know who sent this assassin, why that person wanted to kill him, whether he would send another assassin in the future, and so on.But on the other hand, he admired the assassin's stubbornness and thought he was a man.For a manly man, he should be allowed to die calmly and bravely, and it seems despicable to torture others.Because of the presence of those mercenaries, Xue Song had no choice but to act prudish—so he chopped him down carelessly.It would be better if you don't raise the account to ask questions. In my own home, I have a red line as a helper, so I can fight as I want, and I won't allow this kid to not tell the truth.Xue Song had already thought of this, but it was too late to regret.

The situation of the beheading is as follows: the assassin was kneeling on the ground, a soldier stood on his leg and pressed his shoulder, Xue Song stood opposite him, holding his hair in his hand, pulling it up as hard as possible, Stretching his neck; another soldier was ready to cut from the middle.Before chopping, the assassin kept crying for pain, but Xue Song comforted him: "Be patient, it will be over in a while."This was Xue Song's first time participating in a murder. He was excited and exerted great strength, pulling the assassin's neck as long as a goose's neck, but the soldiers with knives never cut.Xue Song asked him why he didn't use the knife, but the man smiled and said, "My lord, if you try harder, you can take his head off, and I don't need to chop it off - this is to mock Xue Song for being too excited when killing people."Of course, the soldier still slashed at the end, after which Xue Song jumped up together with the head, and when they fell to the ground, they were already splashed with blood.For some reason, the assassin's head has a long esophagus and trachea, like two tails, very ugly.Xue Song asked for the murder knife, repaired it for him, asked for water, rinsed it himself, and washed off the blood on the head.At this time, a smile appeared on the face of the human head, and said silently: Thank you.After that, the human head was mixed among a group of people, passed on and examined by everyone.Some people say: A severed human head is like a cut flower. It is best to seal the wound with hot wax or burn it with fire, so as to avoid decay and keep it fresh for a long time.The human head frowned upon hearing this, and Xue Song firmly expressed his opposition.Then they tied its hair with a rope and raised it up on a tree like a flag. Xue Song led all the soldiers to stand at attention opposite the head and saluted it until the head reached the highest point.Xue Song was very satisfied at this time, because he had killed a person, and the dignity of the deceased had been guaranteed.The fly in the ointment is that Xue Song still did not get the information he needed, but this matter is irreversible.Therefore, he had a vague feeling that this matter was going too fast.But it wasn't him who was controlling the rhythm of this matter, it was those mercenaries who were controlling the rhythm of this matter. They coaxed to kill the assassin quickly, not for the benefit of Xue Song at all.Xue Song had already thought of this, but he also thought: These soldiers are his comrades in arms, and it is wrong to suspect wildly.So, he quickly forgot about these thoughts.

If the assassin was a woman, mercenaries would also be present when she was killed.The place where the murder was committed was by the fire in the heart of the village. Those guys came uninvited, hid in the dark, and yelled strangely. It is inconvenient to paraphrase.The woman was very frightened and couldn't help leaning on Xue Song.This is because Xue Song promised to end her life, so Xue Song is death.And death is clean.Xue Song put his arm around her shoulder and waved the big iron gun with the other to prevent those guys from approaching.At that time, Hongxian was also there, waving a long knife in her hand, and she would chop anyone who dared to walk out of the darkness.The little prostitute was also present, and she screamed loudly: Uncle!Uncles!Just accumulate some virtue!The old whore was there too, she hid under the eaves and said nothing.I like this scene better, and I also like this Xue Song.Then, Xue Song and Hongxian killed the woman—this was exactly the wish of the victim.But anyway, I don't like killing people.