This is still the story of Shangzhou. I haven’t written the story about Shangzhou for a long time. It can be said that not only Shangzhou, but also the city of Xijing where I live, including everyone and everything in our small circle of intellectuals in Xijing city. Seems to have lost interest.Over the years, when you saw me, I looked a little funny. I was wearing a vest with pockets on top of a red plaid shirt, and a hat with a hard and long brim. Dai, with one or two cameras on his chest, seems to be a photographer!In fact, I knew in my heart, what kind of decent things could I shoot?The city of Xijing is still bustling, there are no seasons, no seasons, no twenty-four solar terms, day and night can hardly be distinguished, all kinds of people are always crowded in the streets and alleys, you breathe my breath, I breathe your breath , The meeting still opened without a clue, the anger still came from nowhere, but who should I scold, in the invincible formation, I couldn't find the other party.Last night, I drank another pot of mulled wine, and said with a smile, I am going to withdraw from the higher vocational evaluation this time.The wife just babbled about the house, the car, and what fashion was in the street, and when she finished she started putting some Panama beauty mud on her face.I just used the remote control to flip through the channels of the TV over and over again until all the programs ended.

Combing in the mirror in the morning, with a pale and slack face, and a few sparse beards on the chin, if I look at it, I hate myself!According to the report of the Institute of Genetics, men who have lived in the city for more than three generations will no longer grow beards.Looking at my son who has been sitting on the bed for three hours without saying a word and playing with building blocks, imagining that he will be the kind of creamy boy I always laugh at in the future, I feel a little sad in my heart.Cough, living in this city, how should I put it, it is to me what my soul is to my body, it is the ugly body that settles the soul and makes me ugly, but without this body, what would I be?If it hadn’t been for April in the early summer, I was sent to Shangzhou for an interview because I was earning money and advanced, and I went to the old county town of Zhen’an from the state city where the Shangzhou administrative office is located. It was very, very alienated, and my life fell down in Xijing from then on, like a fallen leaf on the muddy ground in winter, and I saw it decayed so much that it left only a circle of veins that could not be picked up again.

It was the wolf, I said, which aroused my enthusiasm for Shangzhou and life, so a new story happened inadvertently. The background material of the story is as follows: Because of the climate, the southern part of Shangzhou was once the most ravaged area by wild wolves, which is as famous as a short-legged donkey in the northwest of Shangzhou. It is called the Northwest donkey, and the people in the south are called Nanshan wolves.People in Zhoucheng bake charcoal every winter. The charcoal market is in the square outside the south gate of the city. They go to the square to recruit those charcoal sellers with gray temples and black fingers. Looking at the appearance of the charcoal sellers, they Said: Is it from Zhen'an, or from Zhashui County or Shanyang County? !The charcoal seller said yes, how do you know?They just laughed.People who live by the sea look like fish, turtles and sea monsters, and people who live on the plains have long faces like cows and horses. Zhen'an County, Zhashui County, and Shanyang County in the south of Shangzhou Most people have thin skin and hard bones, pointed ears, and three or four white eyes.Opening the county chronicles of the three counties, it is recorded that at the junction of the three counties in a triangular shape, the old county town where the three counties were integrated into one in ancient times was destroyed by wolf disasters.I went there more than ten years ago. The top of the mountain at an altitude of 2,000 meters is surrounded by a flat land. In the middle is the abandoned city pond. It is five miles long from east to west and two miles wide from north to south. It is shaped like a boat.There are only nine families left in the city, a house from the Qing Dynasty, and in front of the house there is a ginkgo tree, which is 30 meters high, and leaves like small fans are falling off the ground.There are three low city gates on the incomplete city wall, one with "Jingyang" written on it, one with "Yanxun" written on it, and what is written on the stone plaque on the other. The thin dung of eagles and vultures was sticky, and the white flowers seemed to be covered with lime.However, just outside this city gate, a new three-story building was built. It is said that a base for the protection and breeding of giant pandas will be built, and a large number of scientific and technological personnel will be stationed there to study giant pandas.I ate a meal in each of the nine households. Each meal consisted of steamed yams dipped in salt, and a soup made from corn grits. Licked clean.They told me that life is really hard, and the reason why they have not moved down the mountain is because a large number of scientific and technological personnel will come, and the old county may be revitalized from now on.The mountain people accompanied me to the wheat field, looking at the ancient cypresses, remaining inscriptions, pagodas, and stone posts for tying horses, and even saw a paper burning stove with a corner removed, which was said to be used by the county government at that time to burn discarded documents. .I sat on the pile of rocks under the gate of "Jingyang", kicked on a piece of bluestone, and vaguely recognized the words "Daoguang five years" engraved on it.Imagining the scene of this city in the past, but can't help but feel fear: a city was destroyed by wolf disaster? !At first I thought this must be a rumor, because at the beginning of this century, there was a famous bandit rebellion in China. Pronounce Bai Lang as White Wolf?But the mountain people of Jiuhu said in unison that it was a wolf problem, not a human problem. The words handed down by the older generation were that there were really a lot of wolves at that time. Thousands of wolves surrounded the city, and the sound of howling was like a mountain torrent. As a result, the four city gates were closed, and piles of bonfires were lit on the walls.People once threw hundreds of pigs and sheep over the city wall, killing birds for food, trying to send the wolves away, but the pigs and sheep were chewed up in an instant, leaving no fur or bone left, and they were still surrounded. Don't leave the city.Under the moonlight, there was darkness outside the east city gate, and all the wolf eyes glowed green, and they began to climb up the city wall.People threw torches, bricks, and firecrackers down. After the wolves died, they rushed up one floor after another. Some even pouted their buttocks and farted loudly, spraying thin feces on the people on the ten-meter-eight-meter-high wall.When humans and wolves confronted each other for defense here, no one thought that there would be a group of red-haired wolves, which might be the death squad of wolves. They entered the city from the sewer at the south gate, killed hundreds of women and children, A group of allied wolves, that is, jackals, came in. They picked at the buttholes of horses, oxen and donkeys, and ate their intestines, and the city fell for a while.Since then, the wolves have never besieged the old county town on a large scale. Although the old county town has built the city river and closed all the sewer outlets, most of the people in the city have fled after all, and there is no longer the prosperity of the past.Half a year later, the feces of white wolves are still dry on the bricks of the city wall. Occasionally, there is a lump of hard dung on the street. When you step on it, it is covered with human nails and teeth. Some people eat in restaurants. As I was eating, I felt a strange feeling in my mouth, and when I took it out, I found that there was still wolf hair in a lump of vegetables.That is to say, in the fifth year after the wolf disaster, the Bailang Bandit Rebellion began. In autumn, the bandits entered the city, killed less than half of the remaining people, and burned down the houses on Santiao Street. Sitting on the desk in the lobby, the head was taken away, and hung on the city gate with hundreds of other heads, each with its own genitals stuffed inside.The old county town was completely destroyed, and the administrative area was divided into three. Zhen'an, Zhashui, and Shanyang each had their own small county and a small city within the small county.

During the bandits destroying the city, there was a family of brothers surnamed Fu who lived separately.The boss owns a grain farm, his family is well-off, he has a daughter, and he hired teachers to teach at home since he was a child.The second child is in the cotton business. Cotton is not produced on the top of the mountain. I bought it cheaply from Pingchuan Road and sold it expensive on the mountain. After years of picking a cotton basket with two ends upturned, I shouted as I walked: "Cotton, cotton!"He is honest, but has a quick temper. He often hears the sound of hawking, and an old woman from a certain family comes out with copper coins, but he has already walked away, and scolds angrily: Is this anxious ghost a stroller or a businessman? !Business is not doing well.When the wolves were ravaged, the shopkeeper of the Liangzhuang Village held firecrackers on the city wall at night. The wife originally slept behind closed doors, and had to relieve herself in the middle of the night. The excrement hole of the house was facing the outside of the courtyard, and a wolf was crawling in there, and it scratched her lower body to pieces with one claw, and died of excessive blood loss.When there was a commotion in Bailang, a group of bandit soldiers gang-raped his daughter again in the mill. After the gangsters retreated, the neighbor's grandma used the hot sole of her shoe to warm her daughter's genitals and poured out a bowl of semen.As for the second child, the bandit disappeared after the bandit retreated, no one was alive or dead, and the neighbors all said that he was either taken away by Bai Lang or eaten by wolves. His wife refused to believe it, and always felt that her husband He is still alive, and suddenly he will shout at the door at any time: Cotton, Cotton!Poor wife, with her little zongzi feet, walked all over Fangyuangou, asked all the people she saw, and went in to burn incense and kowtow when she saw the temple.With the new construction of Zhen'an City, she dragged her son and daughter to Chuan Dao. Although there were fewer wolves in Chuan Dao than on the top of the mountain, wolves would still encounter them in broad daylight, and they pretended to be dogs and people, and were deceived several times.The three mother and son heard that there was still a temple on a hilltop, and they went to pray again. In the rainy day, they passed through a corn valley, and the teeth of the corn leaves tore their faces and arms. On the wound, there was burning pain.She asked her daughter to go to the front, holding a wooden stick tightly in her hand, and kept urging her to walk away, so as not to get separated. The child on her back was tied with herself three times with cloth straps. She was still afraid that the wolf would snatch the child from behind, so she stretched the child's feet forward as much as possible so that she could hold her with both hands.The mud stuck to the straw sandals into big lumps, and it was very difficult to take a step. The daughter's shoes soon got stuck in the mud and couldn't be pulled out, and they were lost. Although the mother kept scolding and walking faster, the daughter still had to stop and scratch. Itching his head full of yellow water sores, he bent down and pulled the thorn butterfly vegetable from the ground and stuffed it into his mouth, green juice dripped from the corner of his mouth.She was probably very hungry, and the sound of chewing was so loud that she didn't even notice that there was already a wolf standing on the ground opposite.The mother Rui let out a cry, and the daughter looked up and saw two glowing green lights in the twilight, they stood still immediately, neither of them spoke, and the sound of chewing in their mouths also stopped.The man and the wolf held each other's eyes in the Baogu field for half an hour. In the soft soil, the woman's feet sank deeply, her body became obviously shorter, and her face began to turn red, as did her eyes. Spicy sauce color, loose hair stood up, there was no wind, but the son lying on his back could hear the swaying copper sound.There was a noise, followed by a foul smell, and the wolf pulled down a trail of thin dung. Perhaps the wolf was petrified by the woman's bristling hair, or maybe the wolf itself was sick. After pulling down the thin dung, he sat on the ground and then stood up again. Walked away dragging its muddy tail.

That same night, they met a neighbor from the old county in the temple. The neighbor also came to pray for the lost family members.Mianmiandan was her husband's nickname, and the woman immediately said: You scare me, don't scare me!Neighbors said it was true. On the mountain pass of Jijialing, bandits tied more than 200 people to trees, but they did not kill them. They stayed to feed wolves. I dug out the heart and lungs and ate them. The cotton bag was big, and a rope around the neck was tied tightly. The head was still on the tree, but there was nothing below the neck. "I saw this," said the neighbor. "It's his fate. He was born with short eyebrows and long life. You have to hate him for leaving you on the way!" the woman said in her throat. There was a rumbling sound, and a stream of black blood spewed out. The daughter saw a red butterfly flying in the air, and the butterfly landed on the stone wall of the temple. It grew bigger and bigger, and the mother's head hit her. Touching her feet, she called out "Mother!" Mother's eyes were completely white.