Chapter 6 Chapter 2 1

Wang Xianke happened to be twenty-five years old when he went to Chang'an City to look for Wushuang.When a person is twenty-five years old, he wants to do everything, but often achieves nothing.When a person is twenty-five years old, he is smart and beautiful, but sometimes he thinks wildly, lacks logic, and believes in some nonsense.I was like this when I was twenty-five, and so was Wang Xianke.So he stayed at the inn, looking through the binoculars at the empty yard, trying to recall something while doing so.If according to his plan, he should see Wushuang in the lens tube, wearing light gauze in summer, walking through those corridors.That's what the bearded Persian who sold him the binoculars said.

The Persian had a bandana on his head and was talking gruntingly.He said that this lens tube made of rawhide is called a telescope, and it can not only see things thousands of miles away, but also see things in the past and future.Of course, this is just nonsense and exaggeration, but Wang Xianke didn't know the character of the Persians, so he completely believed it.The mirror was so expensive that it frightened people to death, and the Persian thought that Wang Xianke bought it to peek at women taking a bath, and wanted to sell him Indian god oil with aphrodisiac effect.According to him, after being coated with Indian god oil, not only will he fight for a long time, but he will also be extremely stalwart.This is of course a lie.If this telescope can really see the past, then it should see Wushuang walking through the corridor, climbing flowers and willows while walking.Although Wushuang has changed in many aspects in the process of growing up, this habit of climbing and folding has not changed.It's just that when I was young, I would chop off the branches viciously and whip them around in my hands. When I grew up, I would gently pick one from the flowers and put it on my head when I walked by.This incident shows that there are some things in Wushuang that are always the same, so it is possible to recognize her when I see her again.

If that mirror can see things in the future, it should be able to see where Wushuang has gone.If this is the case, you can save looking around.That's what Wang Xianke expected.But in that mirror, only Wang Xianke's own wild thoughts can be seen, not because it has any magic power, but because it is rough in workmanship, and it takes a lot of time to look at. You can see everything.From this we can see that the words of the Persians cannot be trusted.His Indian god oil may not only not aphrodisiac, but may even rot the roots.In fact, the reason why Wang Xianke looked at the empty courtyard with a telescope was not as complicated as he himself said.He wanted to see how many years the yard had been empty, and also wanted to see if it was the yard he lived in three years ago, and Wushuang also lived in it.Although he firmly believed that this was the yard, he couldn't completely ignore the fact that so many people told him that he was mistaken.Confidence is always like a high-rise building, but termites grow inside.When Wang Xianke bought a telescope, there were a lot of termites.

In addition to the obvious difficulties for Wang Xianke to find Wushuang, there is another difficulty that we tend to overlook: Wushuang is a beautiful girl, but Wang Xianke is not sure which beautiful girl is her.If you stare at a pretty big girl, that's not acceptable, you will definitely be caught by Wang An's father as a hooligan.The only way is to let others not know you are looking at her.Therefore, Wang Xianke must have a telescope.He said that he only looked in the abandoned yard, but in fact he looked everywhere.Especially when you find a woman picking flowers and leaves, look more carefully.It's a pity that those women are ugly, and what they pick are Sophora japonica flowers and toon leaves.Those flowers and leaves are taken home to eat.Wushuang would not help even if there was a bottle of sesame oil poured on the ground, so they are not Wushuang.

Later, Wang Xianke said that he did not expect Wushuang to be so difficult to find, without even a clue.It seems that the people living in Chang'an City are all strange people. I didn't find them so strange when I came last time.If he stops an unknown person in Xuanyang Fang to ask about Wushuang, that person will stand without saying a word, with all kinds of angry and dissatisfied expressions on his face, just like me a few days ago It's the same as the one you met when you took the No. 44 bus to Yabao Road.Because I had never been to that area, I asked a young man where to get off, how to get there, whether to change cars, and so on.The young man stood without saying a word, with various expressions on his face, just like Wang Xianke had seen before.After I finished speaking, after a while, he suddenly said: Don't you feel a little pain under your feet?Only then did I realize that my right foot in the big riding boot was stepping on his left foot.At this time, I quickly moved my foot away and apologized, but he just lifted his foot, brushed off the dirt on the shoe, and then turned and walked away without answering my question.As we all know, Wang Xianke has died long ago (to use a pun, he has long been "dead"); he can't know my example, but he can also see from the faces of others conscious person.But why I am an unconscious person is still a mystery.People in Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty were as mysterious as people in Beijing today.If you understand the charades in their words, you can know where you are unconscious.If you penetrate your unconsciousness, you will be able to find Wushuang.

Wang Xianke saw Yu Xuanji hanged many times in the mirror, and the situation was just like Boss Luo said.When the drums sounded, the executioner standing behind her grabbed her shoulders with both hands, and the executioners on both sides tightened the noose.Yu Xuanji suddenly opened her eyes, and her eyes froze.Yu Xuanji's eyes were big, gray and transparent, behind a thin layer of satin, her abdomen was tightened backwards, and she froze like this.After doing this for a long time, every vein on Yu Xuanji's forehead bulged out, and those gray eyes also bulged out, as if he couldn't see clearly enough in the eye sockets.When the executioner loosened her noose and loosened her shoulders, Yu Xuanji sat back on her lap, almost going limp.In just one minute, she lost a lot of weight, and her neckline was loosened, revealing her collarbone and most of her breasts.So she shrugged and tried to close the neckline.A clerk stepped forward and asked, "Yu Xuanji, do you have any last words?"Later, it was said that Yu Xuanji recited a poem before his death: It is easy to find a priceless treasure, but it is rare to have a lover.Not so.What Yu Xuanji said was: It's hard.Can't it be solved at once?The clerk shrugged and walked away.Then the drum beats again and hangs her again.This time she coughed for a long time, and said her last words in a hoarse voice: I fuck your mother!

Later, Wang Xianke found the executioner who executed Yu Xuanji and invited him to drink.At that time, he was still eager to find Wushuang, he was busy printing posters for missing people, contacting the underworld, and bribing the inspection department in the capital, so he was busy with all his feet.It's really weird to take time out of his busy schedule to invite an executioner to dinner like this. Wang Xianke himself couldn't explain why he did this, so he lied and said that he was a legendary writer and an admirer of Yu Xuanji, and wanted to give it to him. She writes a book.Of course, when he said this, he was not without guilt.On the one hand, before Wushuang was found, he cared about others; on the other hand, if he was really an admirer of Yu Xuanji, he shouldn't be drinking at the same table with the person who killed her.So he blamed himself: Oh, what kind of person am I?

The executioner's story of Yu Xuanji's death was much more vivid than Boss Luo's, because he stood in the circle and had the task of pinching her shoulders to stop her struggle.He said that when she tied the noose around Yu Xuanji's neck, she lifted her hair, which was black and thick, reaching to her ankles, covering her like a big umbrella.After she was hanged, her soft hair curled up as if she had been permed, and it was shortened.When Yu Xuanji was alive, there was a tantalizing smell on his body, but after his death, the smell disappeared and turned into a fishy smell, just like what you smell in a beef shop.These changes take place in every hanged man.At the final fatal twist, Yu Xuanji also rolled his eyes like everyone else, bleeding from his eyes and the corners of his mouth.Then she turned into a dead body like everyone else.So it's not surprising that she scolded her mother like everyone else before she died.These are the places where she is like everyone else.There is also a difference, that is, she wore satin when she died, and her skin was smooth, so her shoulders were not easy to grasp.Although rosin was applied to the palm in advance, it still couldn't be grasped.After the work was done, my hands cramped and I asked for several days off, saving several people from being killed.This is not a small loss, because the executioner is paid on a piece basis.

But the executioner didn't know much about Yu Xuanji, because she only came to the executioner's hands on the night before the execution, or in other words, she hired them that day; she spent more time in prison.This is because as long as there is a little money, the condemned prisoners will hire a group of executioners to kill themselves.If there is no money, they have to be killed by the public executioner.Those people can't make money by killing people, so they don't kill well.Sometimes it takes a long time to kill, and sometimes the killing is messy, and the feet are cut off when the head is beheaded.In fact, every executioner does both businesses, but when he is a public executioner, he calls the prisoner a thief, a death row prisoner, etc., and beats him with his hands.When he was a private executioner, he called the prisoner his master and did not beat him.What the executioner knew about that night was that the boss was going to meet the men in the torture room that night, eat supper, unshackle, wash off the dirt on his body, and in order to prevent being strangled later incontinence, To give an enema.These procedures are the same as for other prisoners.But Yu Xuanji is different from other prisoners in some places.When the other prisoners arrived at this time, they were frowning and needed comfort: Master, it's only been a while, what are you still worried about?Have a drink.But Yu Xuanji was elated and said, "I'm going to die in a while."It's not easy.He also said that it is really unlucky to live alone in the world.Everyone feels reactionary when they hear such words: there is heaven and earth, and there is a holy emperor in the middle. How can it be said that it is unlucky.But thinking that she was about to be strangled by the noose, there was no way to refute her.Yu Xuanji clinked glasses with everyone, calling everyone uncle.When the shackles were off, I stretched my arms and legs to do gymnastics.Giving an enema to a prisoner is a hassle, and everyone always has to do it, pressing their arms and legs, and cursing: "My boss won't know what my last name is if I call you, death row prisoner!"In the next life, he will still be a victim of the knife.But Yu Xuanji climbed onto the torture bed and pouted his ass, while chatting with the executioner who poured cold water:

Uncle, do other people also pour water from you? Yes. Then you've seen a lot of assholes. Everyone thought this girl was sweet and obedient, but no one thought that she would scold and fuck your mother. Executioners were paid so little that they didn't make much money killing one person, so everyone worked multiple jobs.Take the executioner who held Yu Xuanji's shoulder as an example. Apart from killing people, he also skinned plague horses in the butcher's workshop and worked as a job in the funeral parlor.Yu Xuanji said, "If one guest doesn't bother the two hosts, I will leave all my funeral affairs to you, and I will pay for the murder and burial in one lump sum."But after killing her in the morning, he had a business elsewhere.So he hastily untied the rope from her (the rope, noose, beheading knife and other tools for tying people are the private property of the executioner), and rushed to kill another person.When he drove an ox cart in the afternoon and brought a coffin, Yu Xuanji had already been stripped naked, even his hair had been cut off.But she was still lying on the ground, with her hands behind her back and her calves turned backwards, maintaining the posture of being hanged.When she was lying in the coffin, her legs were still crossed, as in her usual position of pleasure-seeking, so the lid of the coffin could hardly be closed.The executioner also said that he had suffered a lot in that transaction, because Yu Xuanji's satin clothes and hair were worth a lot of money and should have belonged to him.The executioner was uneducated, remembering the loss of a suit of clothing and a lock of hair, and had no sense of humor or sympathy.

When the executioner talked about the process of collecting the corpse, he no longer looked like an executioner, but like an ordinary corpse collector.He talked about Yu Xuanji with his hands behind his back and his legs crossed, like a chicken that has lost its feathers after being butchered.It was early spring at that time, and the sky was overcast.It rained a little at noon and wet Yu Xuanji's short hair.Those hairs became a bunch of tangled.Slaughtered chickens lose their feathers in boiling water, as do scalded feathers.The white scalp was exposed under the short hair, like a goat drowned in the moat, the hair was soaked off by water.The executioner turned the dead woman over by pulling her legs, and stripped off the last panties on her body. At this time, Yu Xuanji's white eyes rolled back and stared lifelessly.The deadly strangle marks on the neck have also turned black, and when turned over, it is as hard as a table, only slightly more elastic than a table.Wang Xianke was horrified to hear this kind of thing: A girl, you drink at the same table with her in the morning, and she still calls you uncle.In the afternoon when she dies, you go and strip her briefs.How is this possible?Did you make a mistake?The executioner said that there was no mistake.That pair of briefs is made of silk and is very valuable.Anyone who has stripped her knows nothing.What's more, if I don't peel others, I will peel them too.As long as she has something worth a penny on her, she will never live in peace, because the Chinese have the habit of robbing graves, and because it is safest to steal things from the dead.Let’s just talk about stripping the shorts. Picking up the shorts of a living person will definitely be convicted of rape, regardless of whether the rape is actually committed or not.It's okay to kill someone. Later, he went to the people in Chang'an Prison to inquire about Yu Xuanji, which cost him a lot of time and money.He always thought that inquiring about Yu Xuanji was looking for Wushuang. He said to himself: The people in Xuanyangfang must know Wushuang's whereabouts, but they didn't tell me the truth.It doesn't matter, as long as they talk, there must be some clues.Let's just talk about Yu Xuanji, her matter must have something to do with Wushuang.Maybe a little similarity, maybe a little similarity.Just figure it out and you'll know what the similarities are.