Chapter 13 Section VI

Qingfu's departure quickly clarified the situation, and at the same time pushed the sixth son Qingsheng directly in front of Qingshou and his wife.Just like the fog on the island has dispersed, the outline of the island has been completely revealed, without any barriers. "Excuse me." Qingshou quickly glanced at the two of them, stood up, and turned to go out. "Brother Qing!" The woman in white yelled hastily. "Brother Qing!" The parrot in the cage also called out. Qingshou took down the cage, opened a small door, and the parrot jumped onto his shoulder, rubbing its curved beak against its owner's face.Qingshou gently stroked its feathered back, and murmured to himself: "Wuyou, Wuyou, we went to Hua's House, thinking we could sit back and relax. A game of chess during the day and a book at night, but how can we not worry?" You know, when people sit at home, disasters come from heaven..."

"In my opinion, this matter needs further consideration." "At this point, what else is there to consider?" Qingshou sighed, "If you don't go and kill him, he will definitely come and kill you." "Brother Qing," the woman in white had tears in her eyes, and her voice became sad: "We, why can't we go far away like Qingfu?" "Fly away?" Qingshou turned around, glanced at his wife, and then laughed hysterically.He bent over laughing, and tears flowed, as if he wanted to let the questions, suspicions, and fears accumulated in his heart for several months be swept away in his laughter. "What kind of idea is this? Even Little Six will find it disappointing. However, if you really want to leave, you can take Wuyou with you."

"Then when do you plan to do it?" the woman in white asked. "tonight." It was completely dark when Xiumi was sent back to the island. Han Liu made a pot of pumpkin paste and waited for her under the lamp.All afternoon, she said, she worried that she would never see Xiumi again.She also said that the grain in the rice jar was almost exhausted, but fortunately there was still plenty of salt.Xiumi asked her, what if the food runs out?Han Liu comforted her by saying that she could still eat vegetables from the field and melons and beans from the roof.In addition, there are several kinds of leaves on this island that can be eaten, and there is nothing to do, so I slaughtered the dozen or so chickens to eat.

Speaking of this, Han Liu felt a little embarrassed.She said that killing is against the precepts of Buddhism.Those chicks were like her cherished children. When she was alone, her greatest joy was talking to and teasing them.It gave each chicken a name.They are all surnamed Han.But when a brood of chicks hatched, she killed them one by one before they had time to grow up. "Sin, sin." Han Liu said, "However, the chicken soup is quite delicious." The chicks were already molting, they were bald, they hunched up and walked slowly under the table, they were very thin, and they walked listlessly.

Xiumi talked about Huajiashe.The only two remaining leaders in the village will fight tonight, but they don't know who will win. "Do you know who that woman in white is?" Han Liu asked her, sucking his finger dipped in melon paste. "have no idea." "She is Qingshou's aunt." Han Liudao, "I don't know what sins their ancestors committed, but because they are about the same age, they played together since childhood. When the girl was sixteen years old, the two had sex. Even though the fourth master escaped with his aunt, his two older brothers, three uncles, and one uncle have been chasing and killing them for many years in order to take their heads Go back to worship the ancestors. In the end, Wang Guancheng took them in and made him the fourth chair."

"Doesn't the people in Hua's house shy away from this?" Xiumi asked. "In Huajiashe, it is said that a person can even openly marry his daughter, but it is not known whether it is true or not." Han Liudao, "This village is separated by mountains and rivers, and usually has no communication with the outside world. It is not surprising that such a thing happened. " "There is one thing that I still can't figure out." Xiumi said, "Wang Guancheng resigned from office and lived in seclusion. He originally wanted to break free from the dust and cleanse himself, so why did he suddenly become a bandit?"

Han Liu smiled wryly, pointed to his heart, sighed, and said, "He is entangled in his own thoughts." "What idea?" "He wants to build a heavenly fairyland in the world." Han Liu said, "A man's heart is like a lily. It has as many petals as there are branches in the heart. If you break it open petal by petal, it turns out There is also a core hidden in it. People's hearts are unpredictable, and that's what I mean. It's easy for a person to see through life and death. After all, life and death cannot be determined by others, but it is difficult to truly see through fame and fortune and cast aside desires.

"This Wang Guancheng wanted to live on the island with the heaven and the earth as his house, the stars as his clothes, and the wind, rain, snow, and frost as his food. Later, his mind changed. He wanted everyone in his family to have enough food and clothing, and to be humble and courteous. , do not close the door at night, do not pick up lost things on the road, and become a paradise on the sky. In fact, the two characters of fame and profit cannot be escaped. Wang Guancheng regards himself as extremely frugal, with simple tea and light food, and rags. Although he is indifferent to fame and fortune, he wants to win over 300 people from Huajiashe He wants to spread the reputation of Huajiashe to the world, and it will still last forever after his death. This is a big obsession.

"Huajiashe has few mountains and open fields, and is isolated from other villages. Wang Guancheng needs to build houses, dig waterways, open ponds and plant trees, and build wind and rain corridors. Where does the money come from? He himself led soldiers to fight when he was an official. Naturally, they would think of robbing them. However, they only rob the rich, they do not harm the people, and they never kill people. Fortunately, the clothes, gold and silver they robbed were divided equally according to the accounts, and the fish caught in the lake were also piled in The river beach was taken by the villagers. The folk customs in this place were originally very simple, coupled with Wang Guancheng's careful education, over time, the people really became humble and courteous. When they meet each other, they bow to each other, and when they leave, they greet each other with respect. Fathers are kind and sons filial, husbands sing and wives follow suit. Everyone scrambles to get the worst, and gives the good to the neighbors. The fish on the river beach all pick the smallest ones, and the big ones are left, but no one moves them, and finally rots and dies by the river. Smelly.

"But bandits are not so easy to be. When you meet the guards of a rich family with knives and guns, there is no chance of winning in a real fight. One year in Qinggang, a businessman surnamed Zhu was robbed. Not only did he not rob He got some property, but lost two strong men. This Wang Guancheng thought of his subordinates when he was an official. The second master was from the regiment training, the third master was the general soldier, and the fifth master was the commander of the navy. Those who bring their own troops here usually lead troops in the court, so they are naturally bound by military discipline, but once they come to Huajiashe and become the king of the mountain, even though they still have a little respect for the commander-in-chief, but as time goes by, Wang Guancheng will become the king of the mountain again. How can he be restrained, and Wang Guancheng has been overworked all these years, he fell ill, and lay in bed all day, dying, so he had no choice but to go on messing around."

"It seems that the problem is caused by these few people." Xiumi said. "Not necessarily. If Wang Guancheng hadn't lured wolves into the house, Huajiashe would not be where it is today." Han Liu picked his teeth and said leisurely, "If he had been practicing on the island alone, he would have lived and died on his own just like Jiao Xian. , Huajiashe is still Huajiashe: work at sunrise and rest at sunset. Although it will not be as lively as later, it will not be as troublesome as it is today. "At the beginning, he just had an idea, but as soon as this idea came up, he would come out to do things, and he couldn't let him decide. The Buddhists say that everything in the world is born from the heart, and everything is created by the heart, but in the end it is still like a dream. It's like a fantasy, it's a bubble. Wang Guancheng wanted to build a paradise that everyone admired in Huajiashe, but in the end he only ended up giving someone a sharp axe, and suffered a tragic ending, and Huajiashe suffered together. You heard, What is the smell, like something is burning..." When Han Liu said this, he sniffed hard, sniffed the whole room, and asked, "Where does this burnt smell come from?" Xiumi also sniffed around, and when she looked at the north window, she was startled. She saw that the white paper pasted on the window suddenly turned red, and the light and shadow of the flames were licking the window lattice.Han Liu also noticed the firelight outside the window, and only said "no", he jumped up from the table and ran to open the window.The Huajiashe had already ignited a huge fire. Xiumi also came to the window.The two leaned against the wall, staring blankly at the village on the other side.The air is filled with the smell of burnt charcoal, and occasionally the sound of "crackling" wood bursting can be heard.The fire appeared to be in the northwest corner of the village, and the roof of one house had collapsed, exposing wooden beams.The thick smoke swirled and rose up in clusters, drifting towards the island with the direction of the wind.The fire also illuminated the promenade, the bare river beach and the dense boats on the shore, and the broken bridge on the lake. In the light of the fire, everything in Huajiashe seemed to be within easy reach.She saw a few old men leaning on crutches, standing on the edge of the river watching from a distance, naked children running in the light and shadow, and a few children lying on the trees and watching.Crying, dog barking and whistling wind became one. "The fourth master and the sixth master are killing each other." Han Liudao, "As the saying goes, the tiger and the leopard hurt each other, and the little deer suffers." "Burn it!" Xiumi gritted her teeth and said in a low voice, "It's best to burn down this Hua's house with a single fire." After speaking, she left the window and went to the table to collect the dishes.However, even though she said so, she was still thinking about the woman in white to some extent.Her slender, long fingers, her sad face, the empty birdcage hanging under the hall, and the talking parrot all emerged before her eyes at this moment.There is a sense of compassion in my heart. Of course, what she thought about most was Wang Guancheng's dream.She suddenly felt that Wang Guancheng, cousin Zhang Jiyuan, and the missing father seemed to be the same person.They and their respective dreams belong to the clouds and smoke floating in the sky, and when the wind blows, they will be scattered and nowhere to be found. Han Liu went to help her clean up when the lamp came down, and then the two went to boil water and make tea under the stove. Han Liu lit a fire under the stove with chopping wood, and the light of the fire reflected her chubby figure on the wall.Xiumi sat next to her, feeling at ease.As long as she saw Han Liu, her red face, thick arms, and thick lips, she felt at ease.I don't know how many nights like this, the two of them sat in this house that was about to collapse, the lights in the house were like beans, and the stars outside the house were twinkling.The night was as cool as water, and crickets chirped non-stop by the lake.Sometimes, they didn't say anything, but Xiumi just felt at ease. At that moment, it seemed that there was nothing on her mind. She likes things that are strong, durable, and won't wear out easily.Han Liu is exactly such a person.Her breathing is so heavy, like a man.If you snore at night, the whole bed board will creak and vibrate.When she eats porridge, she always smacks her lips and snorts, but Xiumi thinks this is very good.When she was in Puji, as long as she made any noise while eating, her mother would hit her on the head with chopsticks. When the weather was unbearable, Han Liu would actually walk around the house wearing only a pair of shorts, with his upper body bare. His breasts were full and piled up to his armpits. The nipples were black and surrounded by brown halos. Circles, dangling in front of her eyes all day long.When she was eating plums, she even chewed up the pips and swallowed them into her stomach.Sometimes, she would suddenly give birth to wishful thinking, what if she could live on this island with her for the rest of her life?When she thought this way, she was also taken aback, because she actually developed an inexplicable sense of attachment to this island surrounded by lake water. "Sister!" Xiumi untied her apron and put it on the edge of the stove. Han Liu moved her body so that Xiumi and herself sat side by side on the low wooden bench. "Sister, what do you think is going on with this heart?" "You can just ask yourself, why bother to ask me?" Han Liu said with a smile.She used the stove iron to carry firewood to make the fire burn hotter. "Saints and robbers don't have words written on their faces. Some people are well-dressed and polite on the surface. In his heart, maybe it was pitch black inside, full of male thieves and female prostitutes. "People's minds are the most unpredictable. Just like the sky in Huangmei, it changes from cloud to rain, changing three times a day. Sometimes even you can't figure it out. If it is in a peaceful and prosperous age, this human heart is bound by etiquette. With the influence of enlightenment, it seems that everyone can kill Yao and Shun; but in troubled times, all the dirty things in their hearts will break out like sores and erysipelas. Most of the horrific evils in the history books were caused by accidents, and the Huajiashe in front of you is the same. You are a person who has read books, so I don’t need to tell you about it.” "If you can have the rest of your life after the catastrophe, sister, let my younger sister be your apprentice and go to the temple to practice, how about this life?" Xiumi said. Han Liu smiled, but didn't answer. "Is my sister not willing? Or do you think my wisdom is too shallow?" Xiumi smiled and pushed her arm. Han Liu shook his head, still smiling.After a while, he said: "I was taken captive to this island by them, and I have already broken my precepts. I can't be your master. If you insist on becoming a monk, if we can get out alive, we will find another mage with profound magic power for you. But, I think you are destined to be a monk." Unfinished, really very human. Maybe you will accomplish something great in the future. Now you are a tiger in Pingyang, a dragon trapped in the shallows, and your fate is perverted, so you have the idea of ​​​​being born for a while, so you can't take it seriously." "Why is Sister Han so aggressive? I am a woman in trouble, and I was taken here by bandits. The mountains are high and the rivers are far away, and my family is tied. Suddenly tears came out. "You say so in your mouth, but you don't necessarily think so in your heart." Han Liu said. "Then what do you think I'm thinking now?" "I'm telling the truth, don't be annoyed!" Han Liu said seriously. "If there's anything to be annoyed about, just say it." Xiumi said. "Then let me tell you." Han Liu turned to look at her, looked at her face for a long time, and then slowly said, "Actually, when you came back from Huajiashe tonight, you have been thinking about Think about one thing." "What's up?" "You are thinking, this Wang Guancheng is so incompetent, if this Huajiashe falls into my hands, I will keep everything in order and make it a real paradise on earth..." Before she could finish her sentence, Xiumi was stunned with fright, her hands and feet were sweating, and her whole body was freezing cold.After staying there for a long time, he said in amazement: I did have this idea before, and it just flashed through my mind at that time.But how did Han Liu know what he thought inadvertently?What Han Liu said about "people's hearts" just now made Xiumi feel admirable. It seems that this nun is definitely not a mediocre person.But when she thought that her every move, and even her whole thoughts, were under the insight of the other party, Xiumi still felt chills down her spine. "If you say something unpleasant, if Wang Guancheng were you, the result would be the same," Han Liu continued. "How do you know?" Xiumi asked her with a smile. "What can you think of? How can a man like Wang Guancheng, who is familiar with the scriptures, not think of it? You can do it. How can someone like Wang Guancheng, who has been an official for more than forty years, have a city and a scheming mind, not do it?" Arrived? The ancients said that what happens is the power. When the power is there, the thing will be done. Otherwise, no matter how you plan and toss, it will not be a dream in the end? Then Wang Guancheng is only chasing his own shadow. , In the end, I only created a grave for myself.” Han Liu brushed off the grass clippings from his body, stood up, went to the stove to make tea, and brought Xiumi a cup. The two were still sitting under the stove talking.It was around midnight that Xiumi went back to her room to sleep. Passing by the window of the main room, she saw that the fire in Hua's house had been extinguished, and it was pitch black outside. October 11th in the twenty-seventh year of Guangxu.Xue Zuyan was killed a few days ago.In the middle of the night on the ninth day of October, a group of officers and soldiers set out from Meicheng, surrounded by Zu Yan's house in the middle of the night.At that time, Zu Yan and the singing girl Tao Hong were sleeping soundly.Meicheng Synergy and Zu Yan had a friendship of the same age, and killed him immediately while taking advantage of the chaos.Li Xietong was originally from the family of Xiazhuang, and he was worried that after Zu Yan was captured in the county, he would not be able to withstand the pain of being pinched, and would confess a group of fellow villagers to make people miserable. Ren Yimou, respectable respectable!After Zu Yan's head was cut off, he put it in a wooden coffin and sent it back to Meicheng. The body was immediately thrown into the reed pond at the entrance of the village.Bloodshed is inevitable in doing great things, and Zu Yan's death is a worthy death. The fisherman that Xiumi mentioned the day before yesterday must be the secret agent Iron Back Li.In this way, Xiazhuang's contact point has long been targeted by him. But everyone in the congregation is really hateful.As soon as Zu Yan died, he became like a bird and a beast.Either fled to other places, or hid in the mountains to avoid disaster, causing Zu Yan's body to soak in the pond for a day and a night.After returning to Puji from Changzhou, a fisherman went to collect the corpse that night, put the coffin and buried it in the back valley, and spent thirteen taels of silver.This money will be paid in advance by me first, and will be withdrawn from my membership dues when the matter is completed. Then I went to contact the congregation to discuss countermeasures.Unexpectedly, each of these people was scared out of their wits, or disappeared with excuses, or fled long ago.In the middle of the night, I finally reached the door of member Zhang Lianjia's house.His family's house is in the southwest of Xiazhuang, and there is a knock on the door, but no one answers.Finally, there was light in the bedroom.Zhang Lianjia's mother-in-law opened the front of her clothes, she looked like a demon, she was wearing only a pair of shorts, and she came out to open the door. She asked me why I came and who I was looking for, and I immediately contacted her in code words.She pretended not to understand at first, and then said: "Our family does not have the person you are looking for, you can go." Immediately, I couldn't bear it anymore, filled with anger, and rushed in through the door.The woman didn't dare to scream after being hit by me, she just rubbed her big tits and yelled in a low voice: "It hurts me to death, it hurts me to death, ah..." I rushed to the inner room, and the Lianjia was smoking a pipe by the bed.Sleepy-eyed, he didn't even look at me, so I asked him to contact me separately to call a meeting to discuss the current situation.Zhang Lianjia actually squinted his eyes and said coldly to me: "I'm afraid you've got the wrong person? I'm a farmer, so I don't know what will happen to me." I was ashamed of his cowardice and deafness immediately. After some reprimands, he sneered, took out a bright butcher knife from somewhere, walked up to me and said, "Get out, if you don't get out, I'll take you to the court. " This is the end of the matter, I just have to leave, if I talk to him again, maybe he will really betray me.Zhang Jiyuan, Zhang Jiyuan, how chilling this situation is, remember it!But when the revolution succeeds one day, and vows to kill all these weak-willed people, the first ones to kill are Zhang Lianjia and his vixen witch.Her legs were quite white.How could a farmer marry such a beautiful woman?Kill kill kill, I want to slice off her flesh bit by bit, so as to relieve the hatred in my heart. Yun'er's speech and expression these days are quite strange.It was obvious that he was forcing me to leave.But where can I go now?I can't go back to Meicheng, it's too dangerous to go to Pukou.The best way is to take a foreign ship via Shanghai to Yokohama, and then transfer to Sendai.But where does this travel expense come from? There is still no news from the little donkey.He has been away for nearly a month, and he does not know where he is. Yun'er came upstairs at night, crying unceasingly.She said that if the situation didn't force her, she wouldn't be willing to let me go.I was so upset at that time that I couldn't care less about having fun with her.The two of them sat for a long while, and gradually became bored.Finally, Yuner asked me if I had anything else to explain.I thought about it, and said to her, I only wish to meet sister Xiumi.The woman pushed me away and stared at me with wide eyes.She nodded while looking at me, her eyes were burning with panic and hatred, and I was also uncomfortable being watched by her, my scalp was numb, my heart was weak, and my hands and feet were sweating.At the end, she said coldly, word for word: "If you have anything to say, say it now, and I will tell her." I said, since that's the case, it doesn't matter if I don't see it.The woman froze for a moment, then went downstairs.However, she let Xiumi come upstairs. How nice it would be to convince her to join us! Sister, my real sister, my good sister.My little white rabbit, I want to kiss your pouty little lips; I want to lick the little fluff on your lips; I want to touch every bone in your body; I want to bury my face in your armpits Here, I slept until dawn.I want you to be like a seed planted in my heart; I want you to be like an oasis spring that flows out the milk and honey; I want you to be like a flower needle and a light rain that wets my dream.I want to smell you every day.The smell of powder, fruit, the dust of rainy days, and the smell of horse stables. What's the use of a revolution without you? The body of the woman in white was found in the morning.When Xiumi rushed to the lake, Han Liu was trying to get her to the shore with a bamboo pole.There is a pearl necklace around her neck, and a pair of embroidered shoes on her feet. The silver straps on the shoes are shining in the sun. The rest of the place is naked.His body was covered with burn marks the size of copper coins, as if he had smallpox.Her skin was so pale that she had been soaked in the lake in the middle of the night, her face looked slightly swollen, but her breasts had been cut off.Ashes of leaves and grass covered her body and dangled in the water like a glass of wine in a wine glass. Her slender, bony fingers were bloody and bloody, but it was a pity that she could no longer use them to hold a chess piece; the dark hair between her legs was scattered like weeds on water, but it was a pity that she could no longer be used for fun. Sin, sin, sin, sin! Han Liu seemed to only be able to say these two words. One-third of Hua's house had been burned down, and those dilapidated houses were like the abdominal cavity of an animal that had been eaten away by ants, with plumes of green smoke still rising.The black ashes scattered on the lake were driven to the shore by the south wind.The village was silent. Overnight, Huajiashe had a new owner.Qingshou has been defeated.His aunt was being teased.In his presence they tied a pair of brass bells to her breasts. (The pair of bells were also tied to her feet once), and stabbed her with a red-hot iron, forcing her to jump up and down in the room.They made her laugh, but she wouldn't, so they burned her belly button with a branding iron, burned her face, and she couldn't stand it, so she laughed.They taught her dirty words, and she couldn't speak them, so they hit her fingers with a hammer, they hit the fourth, and she obeyed.She kept talking obscenities while looking at her husband pitifully.Qingshou was tied to a chair, and the only thing he could do was to shake his head at her repeatedly, signaling her not to obey.But she still couldn't stand the pain, and followed them every time.Finally, Xiao Liuzi got tired and annoyed, so he used a sharp knife to spin off her breasts. Xiumi heard about these things later. Qingshou's death was much simpler. They blocked his mouth and nostrils with mud so that he could not breathe out or inhale.He pissed so much that he kicked his legs and died. This is what she heard later.It was this little six son, the new head of Hua's house, who sent people to the island to deliver wedding invitations.He is going to marry Xiumi. The wedding took place shortly after.From the big scarlet sedan chair, Xiumi returned to the scene when Cuilian helped her into the sedan chair four months ago in a trance.There was a heavy fog that day, and the villages, woods, rivers, and boats could not be seen.She has been sleeping in the sedan chair.These things seem to have happened this morning.Could it be like this: She didn't meet any bandits at all that day, she didn't come to Hua's house, she was imprisoned on the small island in the middle of the lake, and Hua's house didn't have a series of bizarre fights and fights - all these things, It was just a dream she had when she dozed off in the sedan chair. However, at this moment, the fact before her is that she is going to get married.She was in a boat, going to the other side of the lake.The lake is flowing leisurely, and there are a few white gulls hovering lowly on the lake.The oars creaked and creaked, and the boat moved quickly on the lake. The boat gradually approached the shore.Through the thin red gauze curtain, she saw two naked children standing on the beach with their fingers in their mouths, looking towards her.She saw the trees again, the arbors that had been burned by the fire, the loggias and buttresses and ponds, all red.In the waterway, the water is still gurgling. The firecrackers have been going off for a long time.There was a strong smell of gunpowder in the air.The sedan chair walked into an alleyway, which was dark and narrow, and even if she lifted the curtain, she could only see the damp walls.Of course there is also Han Liu, who is wearing a pair of brand new blue cloth trousers, walking on the left side of the sedan chair.After leaving the alley and going west through a small forest, the sedan chair wobbled to a stop. Han Liu opened the sedan chair door, helped her down, and said, "Here we are." The place she came to was the sacrificial ancestral hall of Huajiashe, which was also the only building preserved in the village after Wang Guancheng rebuilt Huajiashe.The ancestral hall is made of blue bricks. Due to the age, a thick layer of green velvet-like moss has climbed on the brick walls.There is a pair of stone lions lying in front of the door, and each lion has an auspicious knot of red cloth tied around its neck.There are four or five Eight Immortals tables in the yard outside the door, and the tables are piled with fresh fish and vegetables, and several cooks are wearing aprons, chopping meat on the stone slab.From time to time, people came in and out of the ancestral hall, most of them were women, carrying wet baskets, or chickens and ducks that were still dripping blood.