Chapter 4 The Encounter of the Obsessed Youth

You must know, sir, that my late father was once the king of this country called "Black Isle", and his name was Hamoud.Black Island is surrounded by mountains.My late father was in power for seventy years. After his death, I inherited the throne and married my uncle's daughter.We hit it off, love each other, and she loves me so much that she doesn't want to eat or drink when she can't see me.This kind of life lasted for five full years. One day, she went to the bathhouse to take a bath, and I told the cook to prepare dinner quickly so that she could have it with her when she came back.At that time, when I was in this palace, two maids were sitting at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed to wait on them.Since my wife was not around, I felt restless, lying on the bed, tossing and turning, just closing my eyes and resting.The two maids thought I was fast asleep, so they chatted.I heard the maid sitting on the bed say:

"Mais, our master is very poor! What a waste of youth he lives with us, the magician's wife." "Yes, may Allah punish this wicked woman!" said the maid sitting at the end of the bed, "Our master is so young, how could he marry such a woman?" "The master is so stupid that he doesn't care about her at all." "Damn you! If the master knows about her situation, can he not ask? She is messing around behind the master's back. The master drinks before going to bed every day. She puts an anesthetic in the wine, and the master will pass out after drinking. Of course, he doesn't know where she went, what she did, and where she came back from.She is well-dressed, she dresses up, slips out, and does not come back until early in the morning, and then she lights incense and smokes it in front of the master's nose, so that the master wakes up. "

Hearing the maid's conversation, I was anxious and angry, and my face turned dark. In the evening, when my wife came back from the bathhouse, we set out meals and ate and drank together.After dinner we sat and chatted for a while.It was getting late, and I packed up and prepared to go to bed as usual.My wife, as usual, ordered the servant to bring me wine, and handed it to me herself.After I took the wine, I poured it out quietly, then pretended to be unconscious, fell on the bed, pulled the quilt cover, as if I had fallen asleep.Then I heard my wife say to herself: "Sleep your sleep and don't get up again. I hate you, especially your image. I'm tired of you, I don't know how long I have to wait before Allah comes to take your soul and tell you to die. "

After she finished speaking, she calmly changed into gorgeous clothes, put on makeup, and dressed up. Then, she took my sword, opened the door and went out. I immediately jumped out of bed and followed my wife out.She went out of the palace gate, walked through the streets and alleys, and when she arrived at the city gate, she muttered something, the iron lock immediately fell off by itself, and the city gate opened.She slipped out of the city, and I followed her quietly, chasing her all the way until I came to a group of mounds.In the midst of the mound stood a fortress with a brick igloo in it.I followed, climbing up the cupola to spy on her.It turned out that she had come to meet a nigger who lived in the house.The nigger, with lips protruding in a line, was dressed in filth and lay on his side on a pile of sugar-cane leaves.

My wife knelt in front of the nigger and kissed the ground, and the nigger raised his head and cursed: "You bloody bastard, why did you take so long?" "My lord! Don't you know that I was married to my cousin? But I hate him, and I don't want to live with him. If it weren't for your safety, I would be destroyed before sunrise In his city, owls and crows clamored everywhere, jackals swarmed, and all the stones in the city were moved to Mount Gofu." "Damn guy, do you still dare to lie and deceive me? I swear in the name of black heroes, our black pride is much stronger than your white people. From now on, you will delay and coddle, I swear to you Cut off all ties, you dirty, lowly, despicable guy, you actually play with me at will."

Seeing such a scene and listening to such a conversation, I was dizzy with anger, the whole universe seemed to be darkened, and I seemed to be out of my body. At that time my wife had been standing in front of the black slave, weeping, and begged humbly: "My master, if you hate me, who will have mercy on me? If you have abandoned me, who will take me in?" She Weeping and mourning, until the Negro forgave her, he rejoiced and said: "My master! Do you have any rewards for me to eat here?" "Go and open that copper pot," said the Negro. "There are boiled rat bones in it. You can eat them. There is soup left in the pot. Go and drink them!" My wife did as he ordered, I gnawed the bones, drank the residual soup, and then washed my hands and mouth.

I saw my wife's despicable behavior, and finally decided that she was an evil person, and I was so angry that I wanted to kill myself.I tiptoed down from the roof, broke into the house, took the sword my wife had brought, and drew it.I was so angry that I slashed the nigger on the neck, thinking I had killed him. When I held the sword, I intended to cut the veins and arteries in the nigger's neck, but I only cut his flesh and throat.He was panting so hard that I didn't think he was going to survive.At this time, my wife took the opportunity to escape, and she didn't know that I did it.

I put the sword back into its sheath, hurried back to the city, came to the palace, and then lay down on the bed and fell asleep. Early in the morning, my wife woke me up.I saw her cut her hair short, wearing a mourning dress, and said to me: "Brother! I did this, please don't blame me, because my mother died of illness, and my father died in battle. Two brothers, one was killed by a poisonous scorpion. One was stung to death, and the other was choked to death. I have encountered such a tragic thing, and I should mourn and keep my filial piety." "I have nothing against you," I said calmly to her, "you can do what you like."

From then on, she mourned all day long, wept to the corner, and buried her head in filial piety. A year later, she said to me: "I plan to build a dome in the palace, shaped like a mausoleum, and call it the 'mourning room'. I want to be alone in it to observe mourning." "What are you going to do," I said to her, "do what you want." Sure enough, she built a domed mourning room in the palace, with tombs built inside, which looked like a mausoleum.After that, she moved the black slave to the mourning room to recuperate.Although the black slave is still alive, he has become a useless cripple.Since he was injured by the sword that day, he can only rely on soup to survive. He is too weak to speak, and he is about to die soon.My wife watched over him from morning to night, comforting him crying, bringing soup in the morning and water in the evening, and tirelessly served him.Because I was tolerant to my wife, I didn't pursue it and let her live in this situation for a year.

One day, when she was not on guard, I went to the mourning room.Seeing her weeping and saying: "The flower in my heart! Why did you leave me and refuse to see me again?my soul!My confidant!Tell me what's on your mind. " She said, and then chanted: "After you go away, I no longer exist in this world; because apart from you, My heart doesn't belong to anything. you go anywhere, Please take my soul, my bones. where to stay, I will bury my bones beside you. You stand at the grave and call, listen to the echo, My bones groan, echo your voice. " After she finished singing and crying, I suddenly appeared and said, "Sister! You are mourning all day long, and that should be enough! If you continue to mourn and cry, your tears will never end. There is no benefit in mourning."

"Don't hinder me!" she said. "If you must intervene, I will have to kill myself." After that, I kept silent and let her wear mourning clothes and mourn and weep. By the third year, I felt extremely resentful and unbearable for the torture in front of me.One day, I walked into her mourning room again, and my wife was sitting in front of the grave she built, sighing and saying: "My master! I haven't heard your voice for a long time. Why don't you answer me?" Woolen cloth?" She said, and then chanted: "Grave, Grave, Has his good looks gone? Or was it obliterated by the splendor of the scene? Grave, You are not the sky, you are not the earth, Why do the sun and the moon meet in it? " Her praise and condolences to the black slaves aroused my anger, and my resentment became more intense, so I asked angrily: "How long will you mourn and cry?" I then chanted: "Grave, Grave, Killed his blackness? Or that grimy sight. Grave, You are not a pond, a cauldron, Why is charcoal and dross gathering? " After hearing my cursing poem, my wife stood up abruptly and said, "Damn it! It turned out that you did this bad thing. You chopped up my lover, ruined his youth, and made him live forever for three years. Suffer in the circumstances of your life." "That's right, I did it." I said, drew out the sword, held it in my hand, and walked over to prepare to kill him. When my wife heard what I said, and saw that I was determined to kill her, she laughed and said: "Go away! It's not easy to repeat the past! I can't bring the dead back to life, but I can make you suffer." So she opened her mouth and muttered some incantations, and said, "With my spell, the lower half of your body will turn into stone." Since then, I can't stand up, I can't sleep, my lower body is like a lifeless stone, but my upper body is a living person who can move freely.After my lower body turned into stone, the whole city, including streets and gardens, was also controlled by her magic.The city originally lived with followers of four religions: Islam, Christianity, Judaism and Zoroastrianism.After they were enchanted, they all turned into fish.Muslims become white fish, Jorgis become red fish, Christians become blue fish, and Jews become yellow fish.After the original four islands were enchanted, they became four mountains surrounding the lake.From then on, she abused me as much as she could, beating me a hundred sticks every day until my skin was torn and bled, and then she put a towel on me and wore this gorgeous dress outside. The young man who destroyed the magic city talked about his experiences and encounters, couldn't help crying, and chanted: "Master, your judgment, I am willing to bear, As long as it is your will. They are tyrannical and wicked, They invade and plunder, be patient Maybe we can get a piece of heaven. all these encounters, make me helpless, I can't move an inch, Just pray to Muhammad. " After the young man groaned, the king looked up at him and said, "Young man, after I know this secret, I am troubled again. But please tell me, where is your wife? The wounded black slave lives Where is his grave?" "The nigger sleeps in the grave in the mourning room, and as for my wife, she lives in the hall next door. She comes here every day at sunrise, strips me of my clothes, and beats me a hundred clubs till I Weeping, hoarse, and unable to move, then she went to the mourning room to attend to the nigger and bring him soup and water. She'll come again as soon as the day breaks." "I swear to Allah, young man, I will do something good for me. I will deliver you." The king talked with the young man till late at night, and then went to sleep. Before dawn the next day, the king took off his clothes, naked, took up his sword, and went straight into the mourning room, where there were lamps, candles, spices, and ointments.He went over, cut down the negro with his sword, and threw his body into a well in the palace. Then he returned to the house, wrapped himself in the negro's clothes, and fell asleep with the sword in his hand. After about an hour, the witch really came.She first took off her husband's clothes and beat him hard.Her husband begged bitterly, saying, "Sister! Please have mercy on me." "Have you ever pitied me? Have you ever forgiven my lover for me?" She asked back and continued to beat her husband until his skin was broken and bleeding, and she was exhausted. Then she put a towel on him and took the brocade The robe covers the outside.After that, she went to the mourning room with a glass of wine and a bowl of soup in her hand, and served the slaves.In the mourning room, she went to the grave, cried and said, "Master! Answer me, what's on your mind, tell me." She went on to chant: "I shed endless tears, But when it is blocked, how long will it take to break away? Is the envious one at work? Then he should be content, Are you yourself delaying our meeting. " After singing, she wept bitterly and said, "My master, please tell me, if you have anything to say, just tell me." The king lowered his voice and imitated the black slave's tone and said: "Alas! Alas! There is no other way but to save the Almighty God Allah." When the witch heard the black slave speak, the witch was ecstatic, yelled, and fell into a coma. After a while, she woke up and shouted: "Master! Master!" Then the King said in a weaker voice, "You wretch! You have made me sick and ill from recovery." "How did that happen?" "You tortured your husband every day. His cries for help disturbed me and kept me awake all night. His prayers and cursing made me restless and disturbed. If it were not for your disturbance, I should have recovered by now. That's why I've been ignoring you." "Since you allow it, I will forgive him." "You spare him, let us be quiet." "Understood." She stood up, went into the palace immediately, took out a bowl, filled the bowl with water, chanted a mantra, and the water in the bowl suddenly boiled.She sprinkled water on her husband and said, "You were deformed by my spell. With the power of my spell, restore your original shape." After she finished speaking, the young man regained his health instantly and stood up , He felt infinitely relieved. "Get out," she scolded, "you are not allowed to come here again, or I will kill you." After the young man left the palace, she calmly came to the mourning room and said to the black slave : "Come out, my master, let me see you, and I will be happy for your health." "What have you done?" said the king in a low voice. "You have cured me in this way, which is not the fundamental way." "My dear! What is the ultimate solution?" "You bloody nasty bastard! The people of the island country are still enduring disasters. Every time the night gets darker, the fish in the lake will raise their heads, pray to Allah for help, and curse me. This is what I can't recover from. The real reason. Go, go rescue them right away, and then rescue me, now my health has gradually recovered." "In the name of Allah, my lord! On my head and my eyes, I will go and rescue them." At that time, she thought it was a black slave talking to her, so she was so happy that she was dizzy, she immediately started, happily ran to the lakeside, reached out to scoop up a handful of water, and muttered a spell, the fish in the lake suddenly became active, and suddenly They all returned to their original state and turned into various human beings.The magic ban was lifted, the people were rescued, and the rivers, mountains, and towns suddenly returned to their old appearances. People bought and sold, and farmers, businesses, and businesses prospered. At this time, the temptress hurried back to the mourning room, and said to the false black slave: "Extend your kind hands, and let me lead you out." "Come nearer to me," whispered the King, and quickly drew his sword, which pierced her breast with a sharp blow, and cut her in the side, split her in two, and killed her. The king came out of the mourning room, went outside the palace, and met the young king, and they were very happy.The king wished him escape, and the young king kissed the king's hand in gratitude.The king said to him: "Would you like to follow me to my country?" "Your Majesty, do you know the distance between our two countries?" "Two and a half days away." "Your Majesty, that was under the prohibition of the devil, and now we have come to our senses. In fact, from here to your country, even a hiker needs to walk for a whole year. You only walked here for two and a half days Time, that's because our country has been banned by magic. Your Majesty, I will never leave you again. " "Praise be to Allah, who has given you to me. From now on, you are my son, and I have never had a son in my life." So the two embraced, ecstatic.Then they went to the palace and told the courtiers to prepare their luggage. When everything was ready for the king's journey, the young king reluctantly set off with the old king. He chose fifty strong attendants, and brought many valuable items with him.They trekked day and night along the way, and after walking for a whole year, they finally came to the old king's country safely and sent someone to the capital to report. When news of the king's safe return spread, the citizens were despairing that the king had been missing for more than a year.Hearing the news, the people were overjoyed.The prime minister and the citizens all came out of the city, knelt before the king, and welcomed the king back.Surrounded by the crowd, the king returned to the palace and resumed his throne.He told the prime minister what happened on this trip. After hearing this, the prime minister sympathized with the young king very much and wished him escape from the magic spell.Afterwards, the king held a large banquet to entertain the young king and his attendants, and rewarded his officials. After the king returned home, he reorganized state affairs and dealt with government affairs, and everything became orderly again.One day, he told the prime minister: "Where is the fisherman who offered fish to us in the past? Go and ask him to come to see me." The prime minister obeyed the order, found the fisherman and brought him into the palace.The king rewarded the fisherman heavily, and inquired about his family situation, asking if he had any heirs.The fisherman answered truthfully that he had a wife, one son and two daughters.When the king was happy, he took the fisherman's family into the palace, chose his eldest daughter as queen, married his second daughter to the young king as his wife, and let the fisherman's son be his treasurer.The king also appointed the prime minister to be the king of the Black Island country, and ordered fifty attendants who came with him to escort him to his post, and asked him to bring many gifts to reward the officials of the Black Island country. Since then, the fisherman has been promoted to the head of the country, his son has become the king's treasurer, and his two daughters have become queens. The fisherman's family enjoyed inexhaustible glory and wealth in the palace, and lived an endlessly happy life. Note: ① David's son, Solomon's famous god. ②A branch of the ancient Arab nation, known for its tall stature.