Chapter Forty-Eight: The Old Man's Tale
All three had already returned to the hut, and the old man put down his fishing rod.
"Let's cook!
When the old man said this, Xue Wu and Liang Yunsheng looked at each other, and both of them felt very panicked.
Is this going to kill us?" Liang Yunsheng and Xue Wu subconsciously told them.
"This is the dry food I left here, no one has come for a long time, so I am reluctant to take it out, and now, you are here, so let's eat it together, it is useless to keep it, and you will have to leave in the future, and it will be a loss of food here." ”
The old man's face was a little affectionate and a little happy, as if he was entertaining a guest from afar.
Xue Wu still couldn't help but ask: "Who is leaving, you keep calling my daughter, it's better now, why don't you poison the food, so that we can all be thrown into the River Styx to feed the fish." ”
"No, no, no, no more, you have to fill your stomach first, if you can't get out, then you have to be a full ghost. The old man looked at Xue Wu, not to mention how happy he was, but Xue Wu never understood his expression.
The old man sat on the ground, looking at the sky in the distance, and suddenly felt powerless.
"I've lived here for a long time, and I have a lot of incredible feelings for everything here, even the air, you came, but you said you wanted to go. ”
The old man sat up slowly, looking at the floating clouds in the distant sky.
"It's okay if you want to go, or if you leave, I won't worry about anyone, daughter! After you leave, you have to live a good life, find a good family to marry, and live happily. ”
As he spoke, the old man went into the house.
The old man took out a wooden plate, which was used to boil water, the old man commanded.
Liang Yunsheng looked at the pitch-black wooden plate, what is this? It is strangely shaped, and there are many stripes engraved on the wooden plate, including dragons, the Big Dipper, and tigers......
This is like a living world, and Liang Yunsheng was attracted by the wooden plate when he looked at it.
Suddenly, the dragon seemed to move, Liang Yunsheng was so frightened that he screamed, and the old man looked over to him, and when he saw this reaction, he immediately burst out laughing.
"This is the dragon soul, he is only hiding here temporarily, if he happens by chance, he can still come back to life. The old man said to Liang Yunsheng.
"Dragon Soul?" Liang Yunsheng heard the old man's explanation, and slowly let down his vigilance, and once again carefully studied every pattern on the wooden plate.
"Old man, your wooden plate is too ridiculous, you can actually put your soul on it, it's incomprehensible. Liang Yunsheng asked.
However, the old man already had a great disapproval of him, so when the old man heard his question again, he immediately suppressed the smile on his face and became very indifferent.
"What do you know? Love is pinned there, it is pinned there, do you care? If it is not pinned on my wooden plate, can it not be pinned on your body?" the old man came and took the wooden plate indignantly.
"Everything I have here is a good treasure, and if you want to take it secretly, then ask me if my heart says yes. The old man was already very annoyed with Liang Yunsheng at this time, and he wanted to kill him.
Liang Yunsheng looked at the wine jug that was saved by himself before, which were two identical gourds.
"Don't move, put it down immediately!" the old man stared at Liang Yunsheng again.
It turned out that this was a twin gourd, and the twin gourd was the two treasures that the old man loved most in his life, and the old man looked at the two gourds and cried sadly, crying silently.
The old man immediately came and snatched the gourd and tied it around his waist.
A long, long time ago, Snow Dance heard this story:
In Liangzhuang, there is an old man, who is tall and mighty!
At that time, the cold wind was howling and the snow was falling.
That winter was very cold, and Liangzhuang Village was even colder than the previous winter, and the old man was afraid that he would not be able to wait for the next spring.
There are street sayings going on.
A good old man, cultivating virtue and doing good. Passers-by both returned home, and the old man was alone with a cane. hateful and wicked wives are full of houses, and poor good people and old singles. There are only four walls in the house, and there are no children sitting at the table. The dry eyes are barren, and the heart is dead and old.
Later, the snow was pressing, the road was uninhabited, thousands of mountains and birds were extinct, and the sky and the earth were white.
The old man is old, and the wind knife seems to have pounced into the old man's thatched house, cutting into the old man's wrinkled ravines, as if God is also asking for his life.
The old man shivered from the cold, shrunk into a ball, and sat by the stove that still had a little residual temperature, and had no strength to stand up, his feet were covered with chilblains, and he was unconscious, and his head was hidden in his neck and he did not dare to come out, and his eyes were not open.
This is the old man's last defense, and if even the thatched house is gone, the consequences will be unimaginable! It is really up to heaven and man to live and die.
Snowflakes are raging all over the sky, freezing thousands of insects to death, and living beings are eternal, but the spirits of all things are nothing more than that.
The charcoal fire is extinguished, the thatched house is black, the thief is terrible, the thief is cold.
The wind entered the village like a devil, and the hungry wolf roared wildly, and the door was not at ease, opening and closing, closing and opening. Do you even have to struggle to get out of Meng Laohan?
The wind invaded the snow pressure, and the picturesque rivers and mountains did not have any life, and I don't know if Meng Laohan was asleep, or old and demented, or really froze to death, and he couldn't move.
There are two pots of wine beside the old man, and he has planted a wine jug made of gourds that he has grown all his life.
It was really too cold, so the old man opened the wine jug, kissed the spout, like kissing his children, and drank very contentedly, with the smell of wine, and the whole body was also a little hot, so he had the strength to stagger and take a big bowl, pour the wine, put it on the stove, and eat it warm.
When the old man ate hot wine, he cried very sadly and desolately, and if there were birds outside, he also wailed for his cry, and the tears mixed with snot fell into the bowl, and he swallowed them all, and his hair was unkempt like a devil who had escaped from hell, until the old man drank the wine, and then there was no movement.
But this time the old man didn't drink, and his two flask dolls hadn't moved since the moment he sat down.
A few days ago, the weather was fine, and the old man went to Xiangyun Street to buy wine, two big gourd wine jugs tied around his waist, and they bumped into each other when he walked, like his two frolicking children. The old man's heart blossomed, and his face was a little proudly satisfied.
The world is difficult, old and melancholy, and the heart is cold and does not complain about the winter wind.
The old man had long regarded these two gourds as his two biological children, and when he slept, he helped them cover the quilt, or hugged them in his arms, and also talked to them in his heart.
Good comes to fruitless, old to helpless, the world is cold, lonely for a long time, the old man is just a fetish, borrowing things to speak, two gourds recorded too many of his emotions, I can't get over my heart, so I said to the gourd.
In fact, there is a sun during the day, so I hide on the other side of the sky, and at night, I change to a new world, because the night is colder than the day.
The old man sat there, without the slightest movement, until the sky was bright, and he did not wake up.
Catch the strong man, catch the strong man, catch the three catch two, catch the five catch three, catch the old man enough.
The sky is bright, and the thatched hut is out of breath with high blood pressure, squeaking, and about to collapse, Meng Laohan, you wake up.
"Catch the strong man! Catch the strong man!"
A black Ah San, who had a broken hand and a leg missing, had a high voice and was sentry in front of the village.
A fat-headed and big-eared general shouted: "Don't scream, if not, Hugh blames General Ben for being ruthless, and will teach you to pay the price of blood for this great river and mountain." ”
Ah San is half crazy and half crazy, and the years of laughter are desolate and desolate. The face reveals the ups and downs of most of his life, the vicissitudes of time, and the traces of his heart and death, and the whole body doesn't care.
Ah San's voice is really not good, like a castrated rooster, but in this solemn snow day, he is howling with his life.
Mourning is greater than heart death, heart death and human death are only hanging in a thread, tearing it off here, and you will see the next life.
"You have suffered a thousand knives, causing my family to be ruined, my wife to be separated, and now the world, the faint king is cruel, the government is more fierce than the tiger, and the people are not happy, so why should I die?"
"Catch the strong man, catch the strong man!" can be heard ten miles away.
Let's say that the general is a general born and died in the Qin State, named Meng Fei, who has made great achievements for Great Qin in his life.
Now that he is old and useless, he can't go to the battlefield, he has brought more than 100 soldiers, he is rampant and domineering, there is no one in his eyes, and he sweeps the streets to catch strong men.
Meng Fei's eyes were like hungry tigers, and he was furious, and he was about to tear Hei Ah San in half, but he was not angry enough.
Hei Ah San, showing a coldness that he can't survive but can't die, he was originally lonely, floating in the world, hungry and hungry, it turned out that this was his relief.
"General, he may be a fool, ignore him. "The soldier had a good heart.
Where can Meng Fei persuade him, he lifted Hei Asan up, three feet off the ground, and threw it far away, but if there was no movement, he must be dead.
"You wait to follow me into the village, this trip is a heavy responsibility, and if the strong man catches one less, he will be your end. Meng Fei pointed at Hei Asan and pretended to be a tiger.
"No!"
The soldiers rushed into the village, the road was thousands of miles away, and a weak soldier could not walk, and followed behind with a little weak cold air in his mouth.
Meng Fei raised his horsewhip, rushed up, pumped hard, and shouted in his mouth: "Damn waste, tell you to slow down, tell you not to go fast." ”
The soldier fell on the snow, unable to move.
Meng Fei kicked him over.
The soldier turned his face to the sky and spat blood from his mouth.
"General, there are few people who fill the army, if the general is relieved, it is not a pity to kill me, but I am afraid that if I die, how can the general go back to explain like King Qin?"
Meng Fei was already crazy: "Straight lady thief, call you a tough mouth, damn thing." He pumped it a few more times, right in his heart.
When the soldier saw the blood-red sky, he lost his breath and did not blink his eyes, and the blood-red color was reflected in his eyes, the color of his awakening in the next life.
A group of soldiers were stunned and stunned, and the three souls were gone. Immediately surrounded Mengjiazhuang, there was no way out, just waiting to catch turtles in the urn.
Men are dizzy and scurrying around, women are running after men, women who look like men are running faster, children are babbling and crying, where can they take care of so much, it is important to escape.
But no matter how you run, if you can't escape, accept your fate! You can't escape the clutches of the times, you can't escape the arrangement of the established fate, and you can't escape the palm of someone else's hand.
Meng Fei shouted: "You wait for the rest of the world, the husband was born in the world, should benefit the people of the world, and protect an inch of the country for the society, how can the old man be born in the mountains and wilderness without doing anything? The husband was born in the world and the world, he should be famous all over the world, he will make immortal achievements, seal the marquis of ten thousand households, and the mountains and rivers will shake for you, what kind of eyebrows and eyebrows? The big husband was born in the world and the world, and he should use the heaven and earth as a wine pot, drink happily, have a swinging mind, and spit out the ambition of Lingyun. This trip to the army is just the end of a good man's ambition. ”
Who doesn't know who doesn't know, the king of Qin is harsh and fierce than the tiger, putting the people in dire straits, if he fills the army, he will die for a lifetime, and there is no return!
I don't know where the place is, I don't know where I am, I don't care about my wife and children, I don't care about my father and mother, but how can I run away? The child cried all over the place, the chickens flew wildly, and the dogs barked a few times.
Meng Fei drew his sword, saying that this is called the soul sword, I don't know how many unjust souls died under this sword, the sound of the sword was endless, and the sword aura was pressing.
The sword is out of the sheath, people block and kill, God comes to kill God, the mountains and seas are broken, and the Buddha fights the next day.
"Such rats, if you don't join the army when you have a great opportunity, I will count three times, if you fill the army, I will treat the old people and children in the village, as well as your children. Otherwise, I can spare you, for the sword in my hand is unrecognizable, and it has not drunk blood for some time, and it is already hungry and thirsty. ”
Now that the general is bloodthirsty and becomes a demon, he will die early and die late, so it is better to give Lao Tzu a knife. A white-faced scholar scolded, his tears flowed down, empty ambitions, but unfortunately he had no power to restrain the chicken, and tears at this time were his most cowardly struggle.
Meng Fei jumped over and killed with a sword, and the others fell to their knees one after another, defeated without a fight, and were captured.
"General, please let my husband go, there is still an elderly mother in the house, sick in bed, a child of a few years, babbling. This day and earth are snowy, desolate and wild, food is scarce and people are weak, if there is no man in the family, how can you live, please let my husband go, please general. ”
The woman knelt in the snow, tugging at General Meng's sleeve, tears streaming down her face, describing her as touching and lovable.
When Meng Fei looked at the woman, there was a smile in his eyes, and the expression that seemed like a debauched child of a declining family doing whatever he wanted after drinking was extremely treacherous at the corner of Meng Fei's mouth.
How can a full-breasted beast not salivate over a hungry beast?
Plain clothes and jade hands, with affection, the spring breeze is slightly drunk with the moon eyebrows, and the jade snow is eliminated every inch of fragrant skin. Red lips and small mouth, slender willow waist, crisp breasts like floating waves, tears are pitiful.
Meng Fei looked at the woman for a long time, his eyes were confused, and he touched the woman's chin, and his heart was surging. Then he took the lady in his arms.
The woman struggled to get out, but Meng Fei clung to it, couldn't move, and said some indiscreet words: "Beauty, don't be afraid, you will follow General Ben in the future, it will be a prosperous place with flowers and willows, a gentle country, and you will enjoy endless glory and wealth, and you will not worry about having no man." ”
Helplessly, the woman had a fierce temperament, Meng Fei covered her mouth with a sweat medicine towel, and when she didn't move, she tied up the captured strong man with a rope, kicked left and right, and walked around shouting.
"General, look at the end of the village, where there is a thatched hut. ”
Looking at that time, the thatched hut was dim and dark, swaying left and right, like a ghost, and like a poisonous snake and beast everywhere, in a trance, the wolf howled and the tiger roared, the wind blew down a tree, and suddenly rolled up a snowstorm.
It's creepy to look at, this is where people live! It's a hell on earth.
"General, this strong man has caught a few people, and he has died seven or eight times, I guess they have hidden people here. ”
So he summoned the sneaky soldier to sneak into the thatched house, and when he got to the door, he was looking inside, and the door slammed shut.
"Ghost, ghost......" ran out as if the soul was gone.
"There are ghosts, blown by the wind. Where are there ghosts in this world, don't fool people. ”
"Ghost, ghost......" The soldier rolled in the snow, confused, frightened, foaming at the mouth, and soon ran out of breath.
"Why do I see ghosts in this broad daylight? I have killed all the people in the world, and thousands of unjust souls have died under my sword, and I have never seen ghosts, why am I afraid?" Meng Feizheng wondered.
"You are a few pickled little guys, and you are here to guard the strong men, and the rest follow me into the grass house, this sword is called the soul sword, people block and kill, ghosts come to kill ghosts, you can break the sun and the moon, you can cut the world, why are you afraid of gods and ghosts?" Several soldiers followed in a panic.
Xue Wu told Liang Yunsheng this story one by one, Liang Yunsheng listened to it, and also felt a little sympathy, he couldn't imagine that the old man's fate was so tragic!