Chapter 8 chapter eight

After the migratory locusts attacked, Lord Nine, who knocked his brother to the ground, naturally became the leader of the herbivorous family.He completely rejected the "appeasement" policy of the Four Masters against locusts, led the tribe, raised funds to build the Temple of General Liu, mobilized the masses to exterminate locusts, and implemented a tough policy of cooperation between gods and people. The group of locusts migrated to Hebei, not so much because they were moved by the tribe, but because they ate up the plants in Henan and had no choice but to move to Hebei to eat; or, they had a premonition that a big hailstorm was coming, and the cold would hit the ground.Moving to Hebei, one is to eat, the other is to take refuge, and the third is to sell favors by the way.

On the day when the migratory locusts attacked, the sun was dim, and dozens of nameless big white birds took off from the swamp, circled over the village, uttered fifty miserable sounds in unison, and then flew southeast. The fourth master, with a large white scab on his head, was standing in front of the medicine shop leaning on a stick, looking up at the white birds, his eyes leaking a mysterious light, and no one could guess what he was thinking. Nine Masters rode an old skinny horse back from the fields.There were two pistols hanging on his belt, and a leather whip in his hand. His face was covered with a layer of white powder, and he stared at the flock of white birds with his two big eyes.

The white birds flew far away, Master Jiu pulled out a pistol as if awakened suddenly, held it with one hand, and brandished a whip with the other hand, lashing the sharp buttocks of the skinny horse, and chased after the group of white birds.The skinny horse was running slowly, its four big tattered hooves flipping clumsily.Master Jiu kicked his buttocks on the horse's back, urging the old horse.The old horse was exhausted, his nostrils were wide open, and there was a sound in his chest. The grass was densely covered with vines and vines, entangled with each other, the old horse was tripped by the front hoof, and fell down on the ground, the ninth master fell off the horse one by one, and gnawed a mouthful of green grass.He got up, kicked the old horse lying on the ground panting, scolded the old horse's mother, looked up to follow the flock of white birds, and found that they had flown near the sun and turned into dozens of dazzling white spots.Master Jiu stuck the whip behind his neck, took out another pistol, and fired both guns at the white spots.When the gun was fired, he shrank his neck and closed his eyes tightly, as if surrendering his gun, as if he was preparing to accept a heavy blow from the back of his head.

At that time, it was the southeast noon of the sun, and the pale green sunlight was shining on the regenerated light-yellow wheat seedlings and the well-watered sorghum stalks. Pure white nymphs were flying on the grass, and several tribesmen were squatting on a relatively dry weir. shit.The climate is abnormal, the seasons are chaotic, and people forget the time and solar terms.Nine masters acted both hard and soft, and helped the thin horse that was passively on strike.As soon as he was about to get on the horse, the horse quickly fell down. If so, Master Ninth sighed helplessly, and said to the horse: "Master, I don't want to ride you."The horse stared at him distrustingly, the Ninth Master whispered softly, vowing to each other, the horse slowly stood up, and put on a posture ready to lie down at any time, to test the Ninth Master.Nine masters said: Your mother is a horse, a man, just say what you say, I will not ride you.

Master Nine hung a pistol on his waist, held a whip in his left hand, and held the rein in his right hand. He walked across the grass, kicking and kicking back to the village. Occasionally, he raised his eyes and saw a dark red cloud slowly drifting from the northwest sky.Lord Nine didn't care, he was still deeply frustrated by the sabotage of the thin horse.He thinks he failed to shoot down the weird white bird because of the skinny horse sabotage.When he reached the head of the village, he felt disturbed for a while, and when he looked up again, he saw that group of red clouds had floated to the sky above his head, and at the same time, his ears heard the loud crackling noise from within the group of red clouds.The red cloud hovered over the village for a while, and landed on the grass outside the village with ups and downs. Master Nine threw away the reins and galloped over.Thousands of heads are moving in the red cloud, with countless white white spots shining.The crackling sound was deafening.Master Jiu gritted his teeth and burst out two words: Locust!

At noon, swarms of locusts came flying like thick fluffy clouds.The locusts gathered in large swarms above the village. The sky was dim and the sun was fading. The loud noise was made by the locusts rubbing their wings. The animals who heard the sound and saw the scene were all terrified.Lord Nine is the ancestor who caused trouble. He shot repeatedly at the sky, and each bullet shot down dozens of locusts. Swarms of locusts swooped down, and when they landed, the ground was dark red and the green was completely wiped out.The locusts that have grown wings on the land of Hebei are a hundred times more vicious than jumping gnats. Their teeth are erect and sharp, their legs are strong and powerful, and hard armor has grown on their weak limbs. They gnaw crazily and quickly wipe out the herbivorous family. Stems and leaves of all plants on the territory.

Under the guidance of Lord Nine, the people of the tribe used various methods to scare the locusts and defend the new green in the village.They beat the copper pots and tiles, and shouted mightily: They shook the high poles tied with broken copper and iron, and their intention was to scare the locusts, but in fact they held up a guard of honor to welcome the locusts. It was getting dark prematurely, and the clouds of locusts kept coming.Occasionally, a blood-red sun shot down from the thick locust cloud and shone on the exhausted and hoarse voice.People's faces are blue and yellow, looking at each other miserable.

Even in the blood-red beam of light, there are starry locusts twinkling in Yu Yu. At night, there is a loud crackling sound rolling in the field, as if millions of troops are training their steps.People sat in their houses, worried, listening to the loud noises in the fields and the hail of locusts beating the ridges of the roofs.The branches in the village are broken, broken by locusts. The next day, the village was covered with thick reddish-brown, and there was no green left. Locusts flooded the world and became the masters of all things. The daring Lord Nine rode on a thin, thin horse and went to patrol the streets. The locusts beat the people and horses like a rain of bullets, making him unable to open his eyes or open his mouth.The thin horse's fat and broken hooves trampled to death the locusts, leaving clear horseshoe marks behind the horse.The horse drooped its lower lip, drooling, and the ninth master felt extremely toothache like a skinny horse.He shut his mouth without drooling, but swallowed mouthfuls of fishy saliva into his stomach.

After the inspection, a huge migratory locust landed on Master Jiu's ear, biting his helix itchy.Lord Nine tore it off, looked at it for a while, and tore it in half forcefully, the locust carcass fell to the ground without a sound.Master Ninth feels that locusts are not terrible. Villagers were mobilized again.They used shovels, brooms, and sticks to shovel, beat, sweep, and pound; the more they beat, the more they became addicted, and they felt happy in the killing. Dead and injured locusts accumulated in the streets, as deep as a foot, and the smell of locust juice aroused countless people. Nervous vomiting.

In the ditch outside the village, the nine old mothers were almost wiped out in the red mud.After the ninth mother was rescued, her legs and feet were covered with foul-smelling mud.I think the red, smelly sludge is the rotting carcasses of locusts. Fifty years ago, the villagers extended the battlefield for exterminating migratory locusts from the village to outside the village. At that time, the ditch was much deeper and steeper than it is now. People pushed dead locusts and live locusts into the ditch, and the locusts filled up After the ditch was leveled, people rushed to the field outside the ditch with locusts.

Killing one after another, killing one batch after another, the locusts followed one after another, one after another, in fact, it was endless.People's faces were stained with locust blood and locust corpse fragments, and they fell heavily on the locust corpses. The sky above them was still spinning with dignified locust clouds. On the third day, Lord Nine lit a big fire on the street, and the smoke column soared into the sky, meeting the locusts; the fire was so bright that the locusts fell one after another.The villagers no longer needed to mobilize. They carried everything that could be burned and increased the fire. Half the street was burned red. The corpses of locusts were burning, and glaring oily smoke rose up, exuding a pungent smell.Locusts are rich in oil and are extremely flammable, so the fire lasts for a long time. In the evening, someone lit a bigger fire in the field, reflecting the sky like a quivering tattered red cloth.The old and young of the herbivorous family stood on the head of the village, staring seriously at the sometimes dark red and sometimes incandescent fire. The inherited fear of fire stopped their slaughter of locusts. The work of cleaning up the locust corpses was carried out at the same time as the construction of the General Liu Temple.Master Nine led the crowd to pray for God's help.Who is General Liu? On the night of the fire, General Liu Meng entrusted a dream to the Nine Masters, saying: I am from Wuchuan in the Yuan Dynasty, and my father was a famous general in the town of Jiangxi in Shundi City.Returning to the boat and returning home is worth the disaster of locusts, the seedlings are withered, and the people are in dire straits.I witnessed the tragic injury, there was no way to save me, and I sank in the river because of my emotions.There was a secretary who heard about it in the court, so he was awarded the post of fierce general. He was attached to Yucheng and was listed as a god. I led the young female expert who was a demon in the locust expedition team to visit the temple of General Liu in the west of the village.I remember the boundless awe of General Liu Meng, who had a leopard head, ring eyes, swallow jaw, tiger beard, golden helmet and armor and a golden whip in his hand when I was young.At that time, General Liu was resplendent and magnificent, and the temple was full of incense, which was a sign of the victory of the tough line of resistance.After the General Liu Temple was built, the locusts disappeared, leaving only an empty land and grasshopper droppings all over the place. They ate up everything and gnawed away. The locusts have steel mouths and teeth.Although the crops and trees were still not saved, after all, it was nothing but a bad breath.The people are grateful to General Liu! This is not what it used to be. The government has sent a locust expedition team to participate in the locust extermination and disaster relief. Tomorrow morning, ten planes will hover at low altitudes to spray pesticides that poison the locusts!General Liu was left in the cold in front of the temple, his golden helmet was broken, and his golden whip was missing.Master Nine, who presided over the shaping of General Liu, transcended the mundane world, roaming the fields with an owl like an unruly boat.The female scholar is knowledgeable and humorous. She said that the anti-locust struggle in your village is simply the epitome of the Anti-Japanese War. Poor!I asked in amazement: Who is pitiful?She replied with a donkey's lips and a horse's mouth: The poor land is full of fish and shrimps, but the lonely General Liu! I suspect this woman is an antisocial heretic, but I pity her firm breasts and slender arms and hips, and won't denounce her. I walked out of the temple and walked away, let her stay in the temple and marry the lonely General Liu.It was Master Ninth's gross negligence for not giving General Liu Meng a wife. On the morning of the forty-first day, when the sun was just rising, ten blue-winged agricultural planes flew over the territory of the herbivorous family in Northeast Gaomi Township.The plane skimmed the treetops over the village and circled the red swamp.The tail of the plane suddenly opened its tail like a peacock, and clusters of milky white smoke landed.Everyone in the village ran to the top of the village to watch. The plane rumbled, turning and turning.Women's faces appeared behind the glass, they did not smile at all, and operated intently.The west wind blows gently, and the powder floats with the wind.We smelled the bitter taste of locust control powder.The locusts entangled and rolled on the ground.They have just grown small wings and cannot fly yet.The locusts have also lost their ancestors' ability to foresee disasters, and they can escape the hail but not the pesticides. A cadre advised everyone to go home and hide to avoid poisoning.The crowd dispersed.I am really nostalgic for the elegant flying posture of the plane, and I really admire the thousands of clusters of medicinal powder flowers, and I firmly believe that I have lived in the dirty air of the city for a long time, and my lungs are strong and resistant to poison, so I will not withdraw. The fourth master stood up from the stinky berry fence and walked towards the grass.I guess he might have gone to shit on the grass?He didn't take a shit, he walked across the grass to Lord Nine who was strolling by the swamp with an owl in his hand.From a distance I saw this pair of old kinky brothers meeting on the edge of the red swamp.The gentle and warm red in the swamp set off their tall figures, and the plane carefully wove beautiful garlands on their heads, and the flowers bloomed at the same time, even breathing became a heavy burden!They are all old, and they all stand stiffly, like two monuments carved from granite.The owl suddenly sang, singing so weirdly and beautifully, I felt remorse in its cry, and I clearly had a premonition: the evil time of the herbivorous family has finally arrived! I ran to the fourth master and the ninth master with a heavy load of repentance... During the running, I suddenly remembered the solemn oath of a black-haired female dramatist: One day, I will write and direct a real play, In this play, dreams and reality, science and fairy tales, God and the devil, love and prostitution, nobility and baseness, beauty and shit, past and present, gold medals and condoms... are mixed together, closely united, and ring-to-wall Connected to form a complete world. At the wedding feast of celebration, I held up a tall transparent glass ring filled with bright red wine, and clinked glasses with every enemy and friend I knew. .I say: dear friends and enemies!Years of drought often lead to plagues of locusts.Plagues of locusts are always accompanied by military chaos, and locust plagues lead to famine, famine is accompanied by plague, famine and plague make human beings cruel and ruthless, people cannibalize people, people are not people, people are not people, society is also a society that is not human, people cannibalize people, society cannibalize people society.If everyone is sober, we drink wine; if everyone is crazy, what liquid is in the glass?