Chapter 60 Library Tales (2)

I picked up "Diary of an Ottoman Turkish Tax Collector" and bent over my desk to read it.In order to seize the opportunity, I had to pretend to be submissive first---it's not a difficult thing to say, I have a very submissive personality. "Diary of an Ottoman Turkish Tax Collector" is written in ancient Turkish, a very difficult book, but it is strange to say that it can be read fluently, and I have remembered everything I have read from beginning to end.It is a wonderful feeling to have a good mind. There is nothing I don’t understand. I can finally understand the wishes of those people. As long as they can become smart within a month, they will be willing even if their brains are soaked up.

As I flipped through the book, I turned into a tax bundle Ivan Alm Doha (actually the name is longer than that), with a half-moon knife at my waist, and I walked on the streets of Baker Baghdad, collecting taxes, and the streets were like a sinking river Yes, hung over the smell of chicken, tobacco and coffee.The fruit seller sells fruits that have never been seen before. Harshuru was a man of few words, with three wives and five children.He has two parrots, and the parrots are no worse than the pulsatilla, and they are quite cute.I, who became Harshuru, also had a few love scenes with my three wives.This kind of thing always feels weird.

At half past nine, the sheep man came over with coffee and biscuits. "Oh! I really admire you, you have already started to work hard." "Well, Mr. Sheep Man." I said, "It's quite interesting." "That's great, but take a break and drink some coffee. Overdoing it at the beginning can lead to trouble later on." I drank coffee and ate biscuits with the sheep man, what a joke. "Hey, Mr. Goatman," I asked him, "what does it feel like to have your brains sucked out?" "Oh, well, it's not as bad as I imagined. It's like, the tangled balls of thread in the mind were pulled out with a hiss. After all, there are still people who want to do it again!"

"Oh, really?" "Well, almost." "What happens after being sucked?" "For the rest of my life, just live in a trance while dreaming. There is no worry, no pain, and no restlessness. I don't have to worry about the time, and I don't have to worry about whether the exercises are done. How about it? Very Great, right?" "Yeah." I said, "But wasn't the head sawed off?" "Of course it will hurt a little, but it will pass in a while." "Really?" I said, always feeling too smooth. "So the pretty girl's brains weren't sucked out?"

The sheep man jumped up from the chair with a full 20 centimeters, and the ears he put on were shaking and shaking. "What did you say? What pretty girl?" "That girl who brought me something to eat." "Strange! I brought the food. At that time you were whistling with a sledgehammer. I'm not a pretty girl." My mind is in a mess again, it's over. 4 The next evening, the beautiful dumb girl reappeared in my room. She pushes the food on a cart.This time, the food is Trullo sausage and potato salad, steamed fish and bean sprouts salad, plus a pot of strong black tea.A beautiful teapot with a hemp pattern.Tea cups and spoons are also elegant and delicate.

Eat slowly, don't leave anything behind.The beautiful girl said to me with gestures.Then smile slightly.That smile was so good that the sky seemed to split in two. "Who the hell are you?" I asked her. I am who I am, that's all.she says.It was very strange to hear her words not from my ears, but from my heart. "But Mr. Sheep Man, how can you say that you don't exist, and..." She pressed a finger to her little mouth and ordered me to be silent.I fell silent, I am very good at following orders, it can even be said to be a special ability. Mr. Sheep has Mr. Sheep's world, I have mine, and you have yours, right?

"Yes." I said. So you can't say that I don't exist at all just because I don't exist in Mr. Sheepman's world? "Well," I said, "in other words, the various worlds are mixed together, some parts overlap with each other, and some parts do not overlap with each other." correct.Said the beautiful girl. My mind isn't all that bad, it's just that it's a little bit off after being bitten by a dog. It's good to know, let's eat quickly.Said the beautiful girl. "I'll eat well, so can you stay here for a while," I said, "It's so lonely by myself."

Smiling quietly, she sat down at the end of the bed, her hands neatly folded in her lap, and watched me eat my supper, looking like a garnish in the soft morning light. "Last time I saw a girl who looked just like you." I said as I ate my potato salad, "Same age, same beauty, same taste." She smiled without saying anything. "I hope you can meet my mother and the pulsatilla, the pulsatilla is very cute." Her head moved slightly. "Of course, so does my mother." I added: "But my mother is too worried about me. Because I was bitten by a dog when I was a child, but it was my fault, not my mother's fault, so my mother did not Should be so worried about me because the dog..."

what kind of dogthe girl asked. "What a big dog with a jeweled leather collar, green eyes, very thick feet with six paws, ears split in two at the tip, and a tan-like nose, have you ever been bitten by a dog ?” No, the girl said: No matter what, where do you eat. I continued to eat dinner in silence.After eating, put away the plate and start drinking black tea. dark!said the girl.Let's get out of here and go back to where your mother and Pulsatilla are! "That's right." I said, "But I can't escape from here. The doors are locked, and there is a dark enchantment circle outside, and if I escape, Mr. Sheepman will be very miserable.

But don't you like your brains sucked out?If your brains are sucked out, you will never see me again. I shook my head, really not sure, many things are too serious.I don't want my brains to be sucked out, nor do I want to leave the beautiful girl, but the darkness is too scary, and I don't want the sheep man to suffer. Mr. Sheep Man also fled together.You and I, Mr. Sheep Man, the three of us escape together. "That's good." I said, "When?" tomorrow.said the girl.Tomorrow is the day when grandpa sleeps.Grandpa only slept on new moon nights. "Does Mr. Sheep Man know?"

he does not know.But this is up to Mr. Sheep Man to decide. "say to me. It's almost time for me to go.Said the beautiful girl.You can't tell Mr. Sheep Man until tomorrow night. I nod.Then, just like last night, the beautiful girl disappeared through the door that was only slightly opened. I was about to start reading when the Sheepman came in with a tray of donuts and lemonade. "Did you read well?" Sheep man said. "Well, Mr. Sheep Man." I said. 'Russia brought the donuts I told you about last time. They have just been fried, so eat them while they are still crunchy. " "Thank you, Mr. Sheep Man." I finished the book and started to bite into the donut, which was really crunchy and delicious. "How? Is it delicious?" "Well, Mr. Sheep Man, I can't find such delicious donuts anywhere." I said, "If Mr. Sheep Man opens a donut shop, the business will be booming." "Well, I've also thought about it, it would be great if it could be done." "It will definitely work." The sheep man sat down on the bed where the beautiful girl sat just now.A short tail hung down from the bed. "But I can't." The sheep man said, "No one will like me, I look so strange, and my teeth are hardly brushed..." "I can help you. I'll sell, wash the dishes, put the napkins, and count the money. Mr. Goatman just frys donuts in the back." "That's okay." The sheep man said rather desolately. I understand what he wants to say. (But in the end I'll stay here, whipped with willows, your brains will be sucked out in a short time, what else to say...) The sheep man walked out of the room with a tray in his hand.I wanted to tell him my escape plan several times, but I stopped thinking about the beautiful girl.In any case, when tomorrow comes, everything will come to an end. (Diary of an Ottoman Turkish Tax Collector> As I read it, I became the tax collector Ivan Almdoha again. During the day I walked the streets of Baghdad, in the evening I fed two parrots, and the night sky hung like razors The slender moon. The sound of someone playing a flute in the distance. The black slaves burned incense in the room and drove mosquitoes around me with fly swatters. One of my three wives, the beautiful mute girl, was waiting for me in bed. The moonlight is so beautiful.she says.Tomorrow is the day of the new moon. I said, I'm going to feed the parrot. Didn't the parrot just feed?Said the beautiful girl. Oh?Yeah?I say.I keep thinking about parrots. She undressed and I undressed.Her body was slippery and smelled wonderful.The razor-like moonlight cast wonderful rays on her.The sound of the flute continued.I hugged her on the big bed with mosquito nets.The bed was the size of a parking lot and the parrot in the next room was singing. The moonlight is so beautiful.After a while the beautiful girl said.Tomorrow is the day of the new moon. Yes, I answer. The word "new moon" seems familiar.I called the servant and lay on the bed smoking a hookah. I seem to have heard the word new moon before.I say.But can't remember. When the night of the new moon falls, said the beautiful girl.A lot of things will be figured out. Exactly what she said.The night of the new moon comes; temporarily, many things will naturally become clear. So I fell asleep. 5 The night of the new moon came quietly like a blind dolphin. Needless to say, the basement of the library is so deep that the sky cannot be seen.But the deep blue ink-like darkness passed through the heavy iron gates and the ecstasy circle, and quietly surrounded me.Anyway, the night of the new moon has come. In the evening, the old man came to check on the progress of my study.He was wearing the exact same clothes as last time, with the wicker still stuck around his waist.After seeing the progress of his study, he seemed quite satisfied.Because he is satisfied, so I am also a little happy. "Well, good! Good!" said the old man, scratching his jaw. "It's progressing faster than I thought, what a good boy." "Thanks for the compliment," I said.I really like compliments. "If only I could have finished reading earlier," the old man said, stopping there, staring into my eyes.The old man looked at me for a long time.I tried to avoid his gaze several times, but I couldn't.The old man's eyes and my pair of eyes seemed to be entangled by something. Unknowingly, the old man's eyes became bigger and bigger, and the walls of the room were completely covered by the black and white of the eyeballs.Old worn cloudy black and white.All the while the old man didn't blink.Finally, like the ebb tide, the eyeballs retracted again.The old man's eye sockets were resolutely retracted again.I closed my eyes and finally breathed a sigh of relief. "If you can finish the book earlier, you can leave here earlier, and don't think about other things, okay?" "Okay." I said. "Is there anything unsatisfactory?" the old man said. "Mother and Pulsatilla don't know what happened?" I tried to ask. "The whole world is running safe and sound," said the old man. "Everyone is thinking about their own affairs, and until that day comes, everyone is going on living. Your mother is like this, your white-headed man is like this, and everyone is like that." what." Not sure what he was talking about, but I nodded and said "yes". Thirty minutes after the old man went out, the beautiful girl quietly entered the room as usual. "It's a new moon night, isn't it?" I said. Yes.The beautiful girl said quietly, and quietly sat down at the end of the bed.My eyes were stinging from the darkness of the new moon. "Are you really going to escape here today?" I asked. The beautiful girl nodded silently.She looked very tired.His face was paler than usual, and the wall behind seemed to be able to see through thinly.The air in her body vibrated slightly. "are you uncomfortable?" A little.she says.Because of the new moon.As soon as the new moon arrives, many things will start to go wrong. "But I'm fine." She smiled.You're fine, so there's no problem, you can definitely escape. "how about you?" I will plan my affairs myself, so you only need to plan for yourself. "But without you, I don't know what to do." That's just a psychological effect.said the girl.Really, you have become stronger, and you will become stronger in the future, so strong that no one can beat you. "Really? But I don't think so." I said. Mr. Sheep Man will lead the way, and I will definitely follow, so please run away first! I nodded, and the girl disappeared without a trace as if being sucked away.After the girl disappeared, I was very lonely and felt as if I would never see her again. Before nine o'clock, the sheep man brought a whole plate of donuts. "Hi!" said the sheep man, "I heard that you are going to escape from here tonight?" "How do you know?" I asked in surprise. "A girl told me, very beautiful girl, I don't know such beautiful girls in this area. Is it your friend?" "Um, yeah." I said. "I really wish I had friends like that," said the sheep man. "As long as he escapes from here, Mr. Sheep Man will surely make many friends." I said. "It would be nice if it was like this." The sheep man said, "Because if it doesn't work, you and I will both suffer." "say to me.How miserable is the so-called miserable situation? Then the two of us ate donuts and drank grape juice.Although I have no appetite at all, I managed to eat two donuts.Another person ate six sheep, which is really amazing. "Before you do anything, you must fill your stomach first," said the sheep man.Then he wiped the sugar on the corners of his mouth with his fat fingers, and his mouth was full of sugar. Somewhere a wall clock struck nine.The sheep man stood up and waved the sleeves of his clothes to make the clothes fit better. It was time to go. We walked out of the room, down a dark, ecstasy corridor.In order not to wake the old man, we tried not to make footsteps.I took off my leather shoes halfway and threw them in the corner of the corridor.Although it is a pity to throw away the leather shoes that I just bought for 25,000 yuan, there is nothing I can do.Anyway, I shouldn't have stumbled into this strange place by mistake.Mother will be very angry if the leather shoes are dropped, right?If it was explained to her that it was thrown away to prevent the brain from being sucked out, she probably wouldn't believe it, would she?No, definitely not, she will think that I just made up a lie to deceive her after losing my shoes, right?Well, who would have believed that brains would be sucked out in a library basement?It must be very sad to tell the real truth and no one will believe it. I've been thinking about it all the way I've trekked to the Iron Gate.The sheep man was walking in front of me. The sheep man was half a head shorter than me, so the sheep man's ears were bobbing up and down in front of my nose. "Hi, Mr. Sheep Man." I whispered to him, "Can I go back and get the shoes now?" "What? Shoes?" The Sheep Man said in surprise, "That's not okay, forget about the shoes, isn't the brain much more important than the shoes?" "Yes." I said, and I forgot my shoes. "Although the old man is fast asleep now, he looks like a very sensitive person at first glance. It's better to pay more attention." "Yes." I said. "No matter what happens on the road, don't shout and sniff loudly. If he wakes up and chases after him, I can't help. If I get whipped by that wicker, I can't resist." "Is that a special wicker?" "I-I don't know." The sheep man thought about it. "Perhaps a very common wicker? I don't know." I'm not so sure either. "Spray!" The sheep man asked me after a while. "What's up?" "Did you forget your leather shoes?" "Oh, I forgot," I said, but when he asked, I remembered my leather shoes again.It was a birthday present from my mother, a pair of very important leather shoes.Stylish leather shoes that make a comfortable creaking sound.I dropped it, maybe my mother mistreated the pulsatilla because she thought it was a nuisance. In fact, the white head is not annoying at all, the white head is very quiet and well-behaved, much quieter than a dog. dog. When I think of dogs, I can't help but break out in a cold sweat.Why is everyone raising dogs?Why don't you raise pulsatillas?Why does my mother hate Pulsatilla so much?Why do I have to wear such high-end leather shoes to the library? We finally came to the iron gate.The darkness of the new moon seemed to be a little thicker. The sheep man blew on the palms on both sides, clenched his hands and then opened them.Then put his hands in his pockets, quietly took out a bunch of keys, then looked at me and smiled. "You have to take it easy." The sheep man said. "Yes." I said. The heavy iron door key opened with a creak, although the sound was very small, it still shook the body heavily.After a pause, the sheep man quietly opened the door.The complete darkness behind the door presses down like soft water.The new moon throws the air out of harmony. "Don't worry." The sheep man patted my wrist as he said. "It will definitely go well." Yeah?Will it really go well? 6 The sheep man took out the flashlight from his pocket and flipped the switch.Yellow light illuminates the stairs leisurely.Above the stairs is the inexplicable ecstasy array. "Hi, Mr. Sheep Man." I asked him. "What's up?" "Do you know how the ecstasy formation goes?" "I think I can probably remember it." The sheep man said without confidence: "I haven't been through these three or four years, so I dare not say, but I should be able to figure it out." Although I became very disturbed, I didn't say a word, and it's useless to say anything now.The result is only resignation. The sheep man and I quietly climbed the stairs without making a sound.The Sheepman was wearing a pair of old tennis shoes, and I—as I said earlier—were barefoot.The sheep man walked in front, and the flashlight only shone in front of him, so I could only move forward in the darkness.Always hit the sheep man's ass.The sheep man's feet are much shorter than mine, and I always walk faster than him. The steps are cold and wet, and the edges and corners of the stone steps have been rounded, as if there were steps thousands of years ago.There is no smell in the air, but there are obvious layers in some places, because the density and temperature of different layers are different, I didn't notice it when I came down, probably because I was too scared and didn't have the extra mood to pay attention.Sometimes it seems to step on bugs, soft or hard, and you can feel it on the soles of your feet.Because I couldn't see anything in the dark, but it was probably a bug. Whatever it was, it made me feel very uncomfortable.You should still wear shoes. When it took a long time to climb to the end of the stairs, the sheep man and I were relieved, our feet were frozen. "What an incredible staircase." I said, "I didn't think it was so long when I came down." "This used to be a well." The sheep man told me, "But the water has dried up, so we have to use it for other purposes." "Oh?" I said. "I don't know the details, anyway, that's what happened." Then we stood up and headed towards the ecstasy, which was a big problem.At the first fork in the road, the sheep man walked to the right, thought for a while, then returned to his original position and walked to the left. "Is there any problem?" I still tried to ask him worriedly. "Oh, no problem, you can't go wrong, it's this way." The sheep man said. I still feel uneasy.The problem with the ecstasy array is that if you don't go to the end, you won't know whether the choice is right or wrong.And when you go to the end and find out that you are wrong, it is already too late.This is the problem with the ecstasy array. The sheep man was confused several times, backed away, and then walked forward.Sometimes when you stand still, try to rub your fingers on the wall, or put your ears on the ground to listen, or whisper something to the spiders nesting on the ceiling, or smell the air, the sheep man may have The memory circuit is not the same as that of ordinary people. Time slipped away moment by moment, as if it was almost dawn.The sheep man occasionally took out a flashlight from his pocket to check the time. "Two fifty." The sheep man said, "The power of the new moon will become weaker and weaker soon, so be vigilant." When he said that, he really felt that the density of darkness had begun to change.The pain in the eyes seemed to be lessened. The sheep man and I hurried on our way, saying that we had to reach the last door before dawn.Otherwise, when the old man wakes up and finds that the sheep man and I are missing, he will immediately chase after us, and we will be finished. "Is it in time?" I asked the sheep man. "Well. No problem. I've already remembered the way ahead. Don't worry, I will let you escape. Just trust me!" The sheep man really seemed to remember how to go. The sheep man and I escaped from the enchanted circle from one turn to another, and finally came to the straight corridor. Faint light penetrated through the crack of the door. "Look, I'm right." The sheep man said triumphantly, "It's no problem to come here, and then just go out through that door." "Thank you, Mr. Sheepman," I said. The Sheep Man took out the key chain from his pocket and unlocked the door, which opened the basement of the library.Electric lights hung from the ceiling, and there was a table under it, and an old man was sitting behind the table, looking at it.Beside the old man sat a big black dog with a jeweled collar and green eyes.It was the same dog that had bitten me before. The dog bit the bloody pulsatilla and held it tightly between its teeth. I couldn't help but yelled in grief, and the sheep man stretched out his hand to support me. "I've been waiting here for a long time." The old man said, "You guys are so slow." "Teacher, it's because of various reasons..." the sheep man said. "Scared! Don't talk!" The old man yelled, pulled out the willow stick from his waist, and slapped it on the table. The dog pricked up his ears, the sheep man shut up, and there was silence around him. "Wow!" said the old man, "See how I can fix you!" "Aren't you sleeping?" I said. "Hehe." The old man sneered and said, "Smart kid, who told you that? I'm not that easy to deceive. I still can't figure out what you are thinking?" I sighed, it's really not that easy.As a result, even the Pulsatilla was sacrificed. "You fellow." The old man pointed at the sheep man with a willow stick and said, "I must tear you into pieces and throw them into the hole to feed the centipede." The sheep man hid behind me and trembled all over. "And you!" The old man pointed at me, "I will feed you to the dogs, leaving only the heart and brain, and let the dogs chew up the whole body until the blood and flesh are like mud on the ground." The old man laughed happily, and the dog's green eyes began to sparkle. At this time, I found that the pulsatilla bitten between the dog's teeth seemed to gradually swell up. Finally, the pulsatilla was as big as a chicken, almost like a jack, and the dog's mouth was swollen and cracked. The dog wanted to wail, but It was too late, the dog's mouth was cracked open, and the sound of bones flying was heard instantly. The old man beat the pulsatilla with wicker, but the pulsatilla continued to swell, and now the old man was forced to the wall, and the pulsatilla had become It was as big as a lion, and the whole room was covered by the flapping of the strong wings of the pulsatilla. Quick, escape now!A beautiful girl's voice came from behind.I looked back in surprise, but there was only the sheep man behind, and the sheep man seemed to be looking back in a daze. Quick, run away!He heard the beautiful woman's voice again.I took the sheep man's hand and ran towards the front door, then opened the door and stumbled out. There was no one in the library in the morning.The sheep man and I ran across the corridor, pried open the window of the reading room and escaped from the library.Then he continued to run desperately until he was out of breath. Finally, he was tired and fell down on the grass in a park. When I woke up, I found that I was alone.The sheep man has disappeared without a trace.I stood up and called out to the sheep man, but there was no answer. The sky was already bright, and a ray of sunlight in the morning was projecting among the branches and leaves of the grass and trees.I don't even know where the sheep man went. When I got home, my mother had prepared breakfast and was waiting for me. "Morning," said the mother. "Good morning." I said. So we had breakfast.The pulsatilla is also peacefully pecking at the feed.It's almost like nothing happened.My mother didn't say anything about the missing shoes.The mother's profile looks a little more sad than usual, but maybe it's just my illusion. Since then, I have never been to the library again.I also thought about going there again to confirm the population of the basement, but I don't want to get close to it anymore.Every time at dusk, as long as I see the building of the library, I will hesitate to move forward. Occasionally I would think of the new pair of leather shoes left in the basement, as well as the sheep man and the beautiful girl, but no matter how much I thought about it, I still couldn’t figure out which things really happened. In the meantime, I have gradually moved away from the basement. Up to now, my pair of leather shoes must still be in the corner of the basement, and the sheep man must still be wandering somewhere on the ground, and I feel very sad when I think about it.What I did, is it right?I'm not even confident about that. My mother died last Tuesday, and there was a small, quiet funeral, and I was all alone.Now, in the dark at two o'clock in the morning, I think about the basement of the library.The depths of darkness were so deep that it was almost as dark as the night of a new moon.