Chapter 96 Chapter 5 Dawn is far away on the other side (3)

"The fish is big. It's not tasty. Let it go." Marty panicked and followed the captain to shout in broken English. The sailors were still fighting the fish with their sticks, and the fish struggled harder, and the sailors jumped onto the wooden rails. "Money. I'll give you money." Marty took out his wallet from his waistband, grabbed a handful of ringgit notes and shook them at the captain's nose. The captain smiled, and he looked at Marty kindly, and said, "Jesus, Miss Marty, Jesus said yes, and I'll let the fish go." Marty hurried to the top of the cabin, but Jesus wasn't there.Marty ran half a lap around the boat before he found him sitting on the side rail.

"Jesus, come on, they're going to kill the big fish, I beg you to save him." Marty grabbed his hand and tried to pull him toward the stern. Jesus turned his face away, and for the second time since we met, he looked quietly into Marty's eyes, but said nothing. "Jesus...save it." Jesus' eyes were like ice holes, too, and Marty slipped into them. The giant fish was finally thrown into the ice cave.After a long time, there was also a muffled impact from the bilge.Marty couldn't forget the way it looked at her before it fell into the ice cave. The tear that the fish shed finally turned into a grain of ice.

Marty was unhappy, she couldn't forgive Jesus.Why, unwilling to open your mouth to save a fish? At dinner Marty pissed off.She climbed up to the roof of the cabin and saw Jesus sitting there, so she climbed down and ran to the other side of the boat, climbed up the railing and sat down.The sound of the tide was beating against the hull very softly, and there was no more struggling sound coming from the bilge.The sky was full of stars, and Marty bit his lower lip. Why?Jesus, who was full of compassion in her observation, could watch the giant fish being beaten and frozen to death. Not only did he fail to save it, but he also acted so indifferent, didn't mind?

Why did the black eyes of Jesus look blacker than the night and colder than the ice cave? The evening wind ruffled Marty's short hair.It's very cold tonight, and the night at sea is so dark.She looked up at the night sky, and there were dots of starlight shining in the pitch-black sky, looking down at her side.Gazing at the starlight, all kinds of thoughts in Marty's heart flickered.Why?The death of these giant fish made her feel particularly uncomfortable? Because it once lived and they ruthlessly took its life?Apparently not, hadn't she happily eaten a piece of tuna for lunch?

Is that why it is so huge and rare?In general, as long as one sees an animal with a head larger than a human, it is easy for people to believe that it has emotions.People are full of sympathy for intelligent, human-like, and long-lived creatures; but for those low-level, ephemeral creatures with unknown ways of living, people are not easy to have a psychological burden.Isn't it the same for Marty?Because of the death of the giant fish, it brought her great sentimentality?If so, then what bothers Marty is nothing more than a selective sympathy? Or was it because Marty looked into its eyes, saw the message for help and was helpless, so she felt vaguely helpless to rescue the fish, and she became an accomplice?Then it was guilt that made her suffer.If so, how could she blame Jesus?Jesus does not contact with other things, does not listen, does not smell, does not move, does not participate, does not interfere, as if he is living in another dimension.He didn't look into the eyes of the fish asking for help, so even if he didn't save a fish, why would he feel guilty?At best, he could only be blamed for being ruthless.

Yes, what made Marty most unhappy was Jesus' ruthlessness over the death of the giant fish. There is no way to imagine a heart that is heartless. The world is such a thing of the jungle, Marty understood, but that didn't detract from her sentimentality.I once saw wild wolves killing lambs in animal movies.That scene made Marty full of unbearable, how I wish the person who took the film would lend a helping hand to save the poor sheep.Although she vaguely thought that there might be a weak baby wolf waiting to be fed in the wolf den, waiting for the mother wolf to come back to feed it, if she saw this scene, Marty might pray for the mother wolf to hunt successfully.What a busy heart.

Under the Stars Marty remembered a Buddhist story she was told. A little bird was chased by an eagle, and flew to the Buddha in a hurry, asking him for help. The Buddha asked the bird to hide behind him. The eagle came and asked the Buddha for the bird.The eagle answered him: If I don't eat the bird, then I will starve to death, and the result is killing my life. So Buddha cut off his own flesh, fed the eagles and saved the birds. What a compassionate Buddha!People are so amazed when they tell this story.Yes, sacrificing one's life to save a bird is indeed the pinnacle of human compassion.But for Marty, this is an unfinished story.What about the next day?What if the eagle was hungry again?It still has to hunt the birds, and the birds still have to hunt and kill the bugs, and the bugs quickly eat up the green leaves, the green leaves are exhausted, and the flowers wither.

Heaven and earth are ruthless, and all things cycle.Looking at it with human eyes, it is inevitable to arouse emotion in vain.Unless people are stars, no matter how long they look after the world, it just doesn't listen, doesn't hear, doesn't move, doesn't participate, doesn't interfere, and just keeps on shining.Only because of this, fortunately, this world can be formed.Otherwise, one thought of benevolence saved the lamb under the wolf's mouth, but the baby wolf in the cave starved to death.The result is still the same, adding to the sadness of the bystanders. Marty remembered, Jesus' cold black eyes, like stars.

Marty under the starry sky seemed to have touched a very vague realization, and he couldn't figure it out for a while.But her disappointment with Jesus gradually faded. When I woke up early the next morning, the ship had already docked at the same port where they sailed.Marty got off the boat with Jesus, and looked around in the fishing village, but he couldn't find the dog. This time, I walked north along the sea. After two days of walking, I gradually left the dry plain, and the land by the sea gradually covered with green and hairy shrubs.Baobab trees that look like huge wine bottles can be seen everywhere. Occasionally, people can be seen in the jungle gathering places, most of whom are Antandro people. They build palm houses scattered next to each other in the wilderness, forming small independent villages.

They do not disturb these villages.During the day they picked wild fruits, drank river water, and slept under the stars at night.It was getting colder, but Marty was stronger than ever.They passed the town of Asario where Marty stored his luggage. Marty stopped outside the town and looked at the crossroads in the town.That day when she was waiting for the bus by the wooden fence, the two donkeys in the fence were still there, standing silently behind the wooden fence. Jesus didn't stop, he walked to the short grassland to the left of the town.Marty hesitated for a while, and then stepped forward to chase Jesus who was fading away.

There are more and more bushes on the short grassland, and rolling mountains can be seen in the distance.That day they rested by a rushing river, Marty and Jesus each looked for a rocky beach on the river bank, went into the water to bathe and wash their clothes.After washing, Marty covered her naked body with a blanket, lying on a flat stone surface in the sun, while waiting for her clothes to dry, the warm sun made her drowsy, and suddenly a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. now. Jesus took her by the hand and stood up.The blanket slipped, and Marty, startled, picked it up with one hand.But the strong hand of Jesus pulled her down the stone and into the dark place behind the boulder. Marty was about to speak when Jesus stopped her with his hand.Jesus looked towards the side of the beach, but he never looked at Marty. On the opposite side of the river beach, a jeep drove up and rushed directly into the river. The wheels splashed two splashes of iridescent water in the shallow river.The jeep crossed the water not far from the boulder.Because of the cover of the boulder, Marty's clothes drying on the shore were not found.Marty saw five ragged stragglers in the car, all with long guns, and they were happy to drive across the river, screaming and shooting at the pebbles on the bank. Madagascar, where civil wars are frequent, created stragglers and rogues in the wilderness because of man-made disputes.Although there was no burning, killing or looting, there were some incidents of harassing the people at will with guns and self-respect. This was the first time Marty saw these legendary stragglers with his own eyes. The jeep disappeared over the short prairie.Marty was already shivering from the cold, and she realized that she was naked, so she quickly picked up the blanket at her feet and wrapped it up. They went on the road again, and at dusk, they walked into a sparse palm field, the palms growing in twos and threes, like silent figures in twos and threes, scattered all over the plain, like a palm maze as far as the eye can see. Looking in the direction, the scenery is exactly the same.In the evening of the second day, Marty looked back and felt that they were really lost, circling in circles until she saw the village in the distance.