Chapter 5 the third day

Wuyang was drinking with a fat man in the kitchen of the chief clan's family.It's morning. After breakfast, the fat cook had finished what he was supposed to do in the morning.They sat on the big stool by the stove, each measured the wine with a small gourd, poured the full gourd wine into their stomachs, and everyone felt a little bit drunk.Wuyang is a different kind of person when he is not drunk at all, and it is difficult to talk to anyone except gods and witches.When the wine is welling up in the belly, Wuyang is not the usual Wuyang.Wuyang, who doesn't drink wine, can only speak 10% of what he says, but a smart person can hear 20% of it;

The fat man was a cook, and he should have belonged to Ban Bo's family. He also felt a little drunk, so he said to Wuyang, "Your master who doesn't know how to be funny, does he have a woman in his heart?" Wuyang said: "Brother, you are really strange to ask, my master is more than—" "Three—five—fifteen—a hundred?" The fat man added the number as if it were easy. Wuyang took a sip of wine and didn't answer. "How many? Brother, tell me, I wouldn't believe it if I didn't tell you." But Wuyang spread his hands and said: "Brother, believe it, my master cares about all Huapa women, including you and my lover. He loves them, so he doesn't give his body to any woman. A woman who knows love too well Everyone is willing to do this. If they can do it, it depends on the person. But my master——" "Why doesn't he lure one of these women to the mountain every night?"

"Yeah, why don't we do that?" The fat man was surprised by what Wuyang said, and said vaguely: "Ha, you say us, right, we can do this. God knows, how I dealt with the woman who loves me! But why don't you follow your example? master?" "Just let him learn from me." "It would be really bad if I learned your appearance." "People who are in trouble are good-looking people." "Then I am willing to take a little trouble to make the image more beautiful." "Why do you doubt that you are not beautiful? There are many uglier people than you who do not doubt themselves."

"Brother, you are right, please drink!" "drink!" As soon as the two raised their hands, the gourd was teasing again.As if kissing a woman, both of their gourds could not leave their mouths for a while.The cook has more friendship with wine than the five sheep. When the five sheep arrive, they are like a pile of mud, poured into the cold ashes beside the fire stool, and the cook still drinks. The cook saw that the gourd abandoned by Wu Yang was empty, so he took another gourd to measure and asked Wu Yang to hold it to his chest. Wu Yang hugged the gourd but still knew how to kiss the mouth of the gourd.Patting his big belly and laughing foolishly.The cook stammered and said, "Brother, I heard that a short person can become a spirit. Can your master drive away this spirit?"

Wu Yang, who was sleeping in the ashes, replied vaguely: "That's right, hit him with a wooden stick and leave." "Don't fight! I'm talking about using Taoism!" "Let's read the scriptures." "You can't recite scriptures." "Why not! Singing can catch spirits, but why can't chanting sutras scare away spirits? Recently, everything is made of shouting." "You're fucking shit." "That's fine, you're right. It's always better than those methods of shedding other people's blood to become an official. I said, never regret it....Brother, why don't you become an official? You can kill me with a knife." It’s a little bit different, what’s the difference between killing chickens and pigs.”

"You speak useless words." "What is useful? Isn't everything that is said in words useless? Useless is equal to usefulness, and this is the way to talk about talents; usefulness is equal to useless, so those who are capable should be killed." "You're reciting a spell, aren't you?" "If the servant who follows the witch knows how to recite spells, then..." "What did you say?" "I said that the servants who follow the witch can't spell, otherwise the cook who followed the clan boss should also be of high grade."

The cook hadn't thought about it until now, and shook the gourd to hear how much wine was still in it. He leaned against the stove and saw Wu Yang curled up into a ball and fell on the pile of ashes, snoring already started.He knew that Wuyang was dreaming of swimming in the wine pool, and at this moment he also wanted to jump off the wine pool, and it was another gourd wine + ┼ gelatin to identify long U rotten paralyzed cang Miao obediently *.The Stove King of this place is usually very kind, so seeing these two drunkards so drunk never gave them a stomach ache. If it was in another place, it would not work, at least it would have to be fined.

What did Wuyang really dream of at this time?He dreamed that he was still with his master, standing in front of the woman's window and singing softly under the stars last night.The stars in the sky are like the bright moon, and when they shine on the body, the master is as majestic as a god, as gentle as a deer, and as tall as a crane.There are still fragrant flowers beside me, but the fragrance of the flowers is close to Chunlan and rose.The master got tired of singing and asked him to replace him, but he didn't hesitate, so he sang: "Whoever you want to love, you love it, you can do it, don't stop."

one purple dream] Individuals should have a duty, your duty? Your duty is to prevent my master from distributing love to others, be brave, jump down the stairs, hold him in your arms, relax is not enough. After Wuyang sang this decent song, it seemed as if he heard the woman reply upstairs: "Follow the Phoenix, the crow, come up, come up, and I will tell you the truth about this matter." You take other people's affairs to heart, you can't forget, you can't forget, where is your own woman? Wuyang replied as if: I am a servant of the witch, and I have followed him for ten years. The dibao testifies that my master has a wife, and he will not let me be alone.

If the master is happy, give me a girl, only one, stupid Wuyang will pinch his wife's feet in cold weather. The hostess then threw a girl down.The girl had a fair face and a long body, and Wuyang caught it with her hands, feeling very light, not as good as a basket of millet.Wuyang put the girl given by the hostess on the grass, like displaying treasures. He was very happy to see this, and he circled around the sleeping woman, jumping and joyful like New Year's Eve.He wanted to see the various parts of the man's body clearly, but he couldn't see clearly.He looked at two steamed buns.

He saw a wax gourd, a small cup, and a bowl of white stewed radish... Strangely enough, the whole thing became edible for his wife.He had to taste and taste everything, and it tasted like all fruits, so fresh and nourishing that one would not be full. He didn't look at the witch until he was satisfied, but the witch was completely different, standing alone beside the mountain jasmine, covering his eyes with his hands, not looking at anything.When Wuyang walked over, the gods and witches didn't know.Wuyang shouted loudly, but he shouldn't.Wuyang decided that the woman ignored her master, so she sang loudly: If a hero should be alone forever, where can a lion get a cub? If the master is abandoned by the woman, my five sheep will be castrated for life! After singing like this, he felt a little regretful, so he said that he had to go to the front to have a look.When he got to the front, he saw the cook with a big belly, like the Maitreya Buddha in the temple, thinking that this person usually eats too much meat, so he kicked the fat man casually.The fat man rolled his big belly on the grass, and the grass rolled flat.When Wuyang saw this, he just laughed, completely forgetting that he should fulfill his important responsibility. After a while, the dream was different again.He seemed to be walking into a hole with his master, who was crying sadly, probably because he lost a woman.On the main road, countless young women sang and mocked the master and servant, and they laughed at their faces, saying that they were too rude.Wuyang saw Shenwu and himself, as if they were all old, with beards growing out of their mouths.While secretly pulling out the beard on his mouth, he walked with his head down.The places he passed were all graves, and he could see people lying flat in the graves, and some with rotten faces and unhappy expressions.He temporarily remembered the full text of the spell of avoiding magic. Normally, he couldn't finish half of the spell.At this time, I was walking while reciting mantras, but I could still smell the fragrance of mountain jasmine, but I didn't know where the fragrance came from. While intoxicated, the servant had many strange dreams without restraint.If it hadn't been for the witch to pour a ladle of cold water on his head, I don't know how many hours it would take for him to sober up.It was afternoon when he could open his eyes and look at his Master.Seeing the sorcerer, he recalled the events in his dream, suddenly startled, the lingering drunkenness dissipated, he stood up and realized that he had rolled in the ashes, and his whole body was covered in ashes.He touched his neck and face with his hands, and his face and neck were all wet with water. He thought it had rained and his face was wet.He saw the witch and smiled silly at the witch, but he didn't know why he was laughing, and he always thought it was funny, so he laughed out loud. The witch said, "Absurd thing, are you still awake?" "Master, I'm awake, I'm afraid I won't wake up until it rains!" "What rain is falling on your head? You've come here like a scumbag, and you'll die of drunkenness in the future." "Why don't you drink the wine that is so drunk!" "Come on! Come with me into the back room." "yes." The witch got up and left first.Wuyang stood up and sat down again, his head was still dizzy, his legs and feet were weak, and it was difficult for him to walk. After he sat down, he slowly put the dream into the dream, and the reality into the reality, remembering that the master should inquire about the matter at this time, so he looked for the cook and the pile of fat everywhere. Finally found him by the pestle, scooped up a ladle of water, and like a witch, splashed the water on the cook's face. The cook didn't wake up at first, and then added a ladle of water to Wuyang, and the water got into his nostrils, and he sneezed a dozen times.He mumbled a few words in his mouth, "good luck for traveling" and "make money for me", wiped his face and mouth with his fat hands, and slowly turned his face to the side of the bed and fell asleep. Seeing this situation, Wuyang knew that there was no way to wake the cook up. Even if the stable caught fire at this time, the man would probably not wake up, so he patted the dust on himself and rushed to the back room of the master's residence. When he arrived at the side of the witch, Wu Yang respectfully stood aside with his hands down, his legs were weak and he just wanted to squat. "I don't know how many times I've told you, but I can't change it." "Yes, master. The bad habits of a villain, like the virtues of a gentleman, are all one's own business, born." "What happened to what I asked you to do?" "I'm not negligent because she's a bird in a cage, it's because of..." "I don't see any reason for you to lie except for drinking." "A perfect person has to tell a little lie. I am not perfect, so I will never tell a lie again!" The sorcerer was troubled, and did not look at the servant any more.Because the witch was angry, he couldn't stand it after standing on his feet for a long time, and at the same time wanted to flatter the witch and ask his master to be at ease, so the servant took advantage of the momentum and squatted on the ground.Squatting down on the ground, he had nothing to say, so he drew pictures on the ground with his fingers, a picture of a man with his hands open, asking for help from the sky, and a sun, which was in the shape of a human with a round face, smiling at the world. "Wuyang, you know I'm extremely upset, try to find a place to inquire about that matter for me in detail." "I just dreamed—" "Don't talk about dreams, I don't ask you whether you dream or not. You just help me go elsewhere and ask me what I want to know. You will be successful." "I'll go right away." He stood up. "But it's strange. I dreamed—" "I don't have time to listen to your sleep talk. If you want to talk, leave it to your fellow alcoholic." "I won't talk about my dream, but if this matter is studied, I believe someone will find it interesting. I dreamed that I—" The witch did not let Wuyang finish speaking, and stopped him.Wuyang was not depressed. Seeing that the master couldn't bear it, he smiled, stood at attention, nodded, and walked out. Wuyang had already had enough wine today, so he went to the Ciba place in Yunshi Town, drank the honey tea specially prepared by the old woman for the noble and respectable servants of the gods and witches, smoked the old Sichuan Jintang dry tobacco pipe, and was as happy as a candidate fairy.He sat on a futon and asked the old woman why the women in this place fell in love with witches so much, and he wanted to get the reason.The old woman who sells glutinous rice cakes said that truth, which is very common, because "the gods and witches have something to show the hearts of the world." "Auntie, do I have one?" He meant to ask if there was any reason for the woman to fall in love with her. "Why not? There is no one other than you who can approach the witch." "Then I really want to cry. If a woman is only as close as I am to my master, I don't see how she would feel happy." "At this time, the young women of the Huapa tribe are willing to suffer even if the witch gives them hardships! But no woman can light the torch in the witch's heart, and no woman can win the love of the witch." "Auntie, I'm afraid there are more. I guess there is always a woman whose heart is closer to my master's than my relationship with my master's." "This will never happen! Women sing in front of the witches, but the witches don't care. How can this proud man fall in love with Huapa women?" "Auntie, let me try to ask this question: Is there no woman in this place who can grab my master's heart with her singing or her eyes?" "There is no such good woman, I am clear. There may be some Huapa women who are worthy of being queens. As for the wives of gods and witches, there is no one." "I guess, the clan chief's kindness to my master, or there is a daughter in the family who wants to adopt a witch as a son-in-law." "What you think is not what other people dare to think." "Auntie, a person who is in love is very courageous." "Just be bold. Apart from a girl and a child, the chief clan's family only has a dumb widow and a widow. A dumb person is so bold that he can't say in front of the witch that he is willing to let the witch accept her like ordinary people." Wuyang was surprised when he heard this. Is the daughter-in-law dumb? He asked the old woman, "Is there a dumb daughter-in-law in his family? It looks like..." "A person is dumb, and I can't tell by appearance. " "I'm asking if you're blind or not?" "This man has big eyes." "With a pair of eyes, that's something that can talk!" "Although it is said so everywhere, it is said that her tongue was born on the eyes, but a fool like me can't see it." "Oh my God--" "What's the matter? 'Heaven' doesn't belong to you, it should belong to that handsome witch." "Yes, it should belong to this person! God's servant is a witch, and God should be served by him. I'll tell him to go." After Wuyang finished speaking, he left. The old woman didn't know why. But Wuyang, who walked out of the old woman's door, saw the rouge flower in front of this house, and remembered something again, so he turned back and entered the door again.Seeing this, the woman thought that the fire of love was burning in the heart of the witch servant, so she said: "Young man, what makes you hurry around like a water wheel?" "Auntie, it's because of the water that my nephew is like a waterwheel... But I want to know who else lives near the watchtower two miles away, please show me." "There is a relative of the clan chief. The other mute is the younger sister of this mute. I heard that she went to the dojo to pray for blessings and make a wish the night before. You may have seen it." Wuyang nodded. The old woman laughed, clapped her hands and shook her head, and said: "Young man, among a hundred horses, you are the only one who sees two diseased horses. Your horse-seeking Bole will become an eternal joke of the Huapa tribe." "Auntie, if this is really a joke, then let this joke be left to future generations to hear." Wuyang returned to the witch and remained silent.How would he think about this?Still can't think of a way. The witch said, "You went outside to inquire about the price of wine." Wuyang didn't make any distinctions, he followed his master's intention and said: "Master, it is indeed true, what you find out is like the price of wine, and has nothing to do with the master's love." "You might as well tell me to listen." "Master wants to listen, I dare not hide a single word. I just ask Master to be careful, don't get angry, don't be disappointed, don't blame the servant for being useless..." "Speak!" "Happiness is twinned, and so is the servant's inquiry into the woman." The wizard jumped up from his chair.Wuyang was even more embarrassed when he saw the witch like this. "Master, please slow down and rejoice. It is said that the tongues of these two women are all in their eyes. It is true!" "That should be true! When I saw her, she really only talked with her eyes. It's very appropriate for a person to gesture with eyes and kiss with her mouth. What do you want to do with words?" Wu Yang wanted to say clearly that he was a dumb man, but he dared not say so when he saw that the witch was happy.He only told the witch, that the one who made a wish in the altar was the one far away, and the one nearby was the widow and sister of that person. Because the proverb of the Huapa tribe is: "Those who hunt tigers should hunt uninjured tigers, which is the duty of young people." The two masters and servants decided what to do that night.