Chapter 16: The Writer's Story (2)
Xiao Shuai...... By the way, this college student is still called Xiaoshuai, because one reader said that she suddenly had a good name.
Xiao Shuai fell into that dream again the next night.
The rabbit-headed man was already waiting for him at the blue hole. He still kept kicking his legs, jumping up and down, as if he was jumping a little higher than yesterday, and it didn't seem to be, because there is no such thing as "height" here.
In the blue hole, it was still the picture of the kitchen yesterday, and the fish saw him and jumped up excitedly.
"Come on! Come on! β
"What are you going to do?"
"The soup is ready, let's take it out."
"Soup...... What soup? β
"Isn't that the soup you made last time?"
Xiao Shuai struggled to move his eyes to the black cauldron that was still steaming.
"Hurry up and take it out, the people outside are in a hurry!" The fish urged again.
"Well, well."
Once again, he walked through the blue hole to the kitchen in the picture.
After only a slight hesitation, he lifted the lid of the pot, and it seemed to be a thick pot of soup, exuding a strange smell. Xiao Shuai swallowed his saliva unconsciously, tried to suppress his cranky brain, and hurriedly picked up a soup spoon and a large bowl, and he didn't know how many scoops before finally filling the bowl.
He walked out of the kitchen with the soup bowl, and sure enough, there was a man sitting at the dining room table outside, and Xiao Shuai naturally put the soup bowl in front of him.
"What is this?" The man asked.
"Turtle soup." Xiaoshuai replied.
He stirred the soup with a spoon, fished out a bowl-shaped white crust, and asked, "What is this?" β
"Turtle ...... Shell. β
He stirred the soup with a spoon again, scooped out a round ball the size of a ping-pong ball, and asked, "What is this?" β
"Turtle ...... Egg. β
The man stopped talking, slowly brought the soup spoon to his mouth, and was about to open his mouth to drink.
But at this moment, he seemed to think of another question, so he put down the spoon, looked at Xiao Shuai again and asked, "What is this?" β
Xiao Shuai stretched his neck and saw the black stuff floating in the soup, so he had to reply again: "Yes...... Seaweed. β
"What is this?" He fished out a few more grains that looked like white stones.
"It's a barnacle on a turtle's back." Xiao Shuai seemed to have found the trick to answer and calmly coped with it.
The man finally stopped hesitating, threw down the soup spoon, and drank directly into the basin. After a while, the thick soup was drunk, and only inedible turtle shells and barnacles remained.
The man smashed his mouth, as if he was still savoring it, but Xiao Shuai only felt that his stomach was churning, and he was almost about to vomit on the spot.
He poured out the turtle shells and barnacles at the bottom of the bowl and laid them out on the table.
"I'll do the math for you." He took out three barnacles, poured them into the turtle shell, and shook them gently, and there was a rattle sound.
Xiao Shuai only felt upset when he heard this voice, but the man just kept shaking the turtle shell in his hand, as if as long as he didn't speak, he wouldn't stop the movement in his hand.
"Once upon a time, there was a child, my father didn't hurt me since I was a child, and my mother didn't love it. But apart from his parents, there are many other people who like him. One day a girl who liked him died, may I ask why? β
The man began to shake the shell in his hand again, and finally poured the three barnacles on the table, repeating six times.
"Detached, attached to things. Children are attached to their parents, but there is no extra love to share with their children, and others have extra love, in fact, they want to exchange. The girl was greedy for vanity and wanted to please him, but accidentally lost her life. β
"Later, a boy also died, why is that?"
"Well hexagram, if you are sleepy, you will go down. The boy finally couldn't stand his oppression and wanted to resist, but he killed him! β
"Another policeman died, what was the reason?"
"If you lose the hexagram, the gentleman will punish the suffocating desire. The police investigated the murder, and he was afraid of being exposed, so he had to strike first. β
"What is the final outcome of such a person?"
"Hexagram."
"What does that mean?" This time, he didn't directly say the result, so Xiao Shuai asked.
But the man didn't answer him, but rolled his eyes strangely, and finally stayed on Xiao Shuai's face, looked at it, and slowly grinned.
"Click, click."
His eyelids closed one by one, his mouth closed one by one, and when his upper and lower teeth touched, he made that clicking sound.
Just as he opened his eyes again, a pair of eyeballs seemed to fly out of their sockets and ran to the door of his wide head.
Xiao Shuai was frightened by this sudden change and retreated, wanting to escape immediately, but the door that came in just now had disappeared, and at this time, this living room was like a square box with no exit, there was no way to escape, there was no way to hide.
Xiao Shuai was frightened by his current terrifying appearance, but he had to keep an eye on him all the time, in case he suddenly attacked.
The two eyeballs flew out of the socket and submerged into the skin, and the original eye socket moved, and when it was opened again, two more eyeballs appeared to fill the vacancy. At this time, the four eyes seemed to have their own life, like four worms each flicking their tentacles in different directions.
"That's it." He spoke with the sound of his teeth rattling.
"What...... What do you mean? Xiao Shuai stammered and asked.
"Don't understand?" The man's mouth drooped down, as if he was dissatisfied. "Poof, that's stupid! How stupid! β
"Poof-poof-that's stupid!" The man's mouth made strange noises, and as he spoke, the sound he made seemed to become a duet.
"Poof-poof-that's stupid!" "Poof-poof-that's stupid!"
A grin slowly opened next to his mouth, singing and harmonizing with the mouth that was talking: "Poofβpoofβstupid!" β
"Do you understand now?" A mouth asked.
"Do you understand now?" The other mouth also asked.
Xiao Shuai was so frightened that he couldn't speak, his throat was dry, his hands and feet were weak, and his back was tightly pressed against the wall, wishing he could pass through the wall.
"Still don't understand? Alas, what stupidity! How stupid! β
"Still don't understand? Alas, what stupidity! How stupid! β
He shrugged his nose, and another nose grew on his face. A pair of facial features grew out of thin air on one face, twisted and crooked, and Xiao Shuai's stomach was churning, and the nausea was even greater than fear.
The features began to move around his face again, slowly gathering together to form a new face, which looked like it was about to run out of the man's face.
It was a half-headed head, and Xiao Shuai stood tall, and from above he could see that something like a broken tofu flower was shaking gently with the shaking of the skull.
Then there is the neck, and then then the body, which separates from the man's body. But the detached man had no hands or feet, only a thick stick-like body and half a head.
"That's it, got it? Hee-hee...... I should understand this time......"
"No...... I don't understand, I don't want to understand! Xiao Shuai suddenly exclaimed hysterically.
"You go back to me!" Xiao Shuai suddenly pointed at the half-headed man and shouted angrily. "Whoever allowed you to come out, give me back! Go back! β
"Click!" The man laughed strangely, and when he heard this, Xiaoshuai became more and more angry, and pointed at the man again, and ordered: "Don't laugh, don't laugh!" β
But where would the man pay attention to him, not only did he not stop, but laughed even more presumptuously, laughing so much that he leaned back and closed, and laughed so much that he couldn't open his eyes.
"Don't laugh!" Xiao Shuai roared, and he suddenly realized that the hand he was pointing at the man had turned into a sharp knife.
"Don't laugh!" Xiao Shuai put his finger against the man's throat.
"Click!" The strange laughter is still on the ears.
The steel blade, as thin as a cicada's wing, gently scratched his throat, which was constantly making strange noises, and immediately blood flowed, staining the lower half of his body red.
......The man fell to the ground, and the gurgling sound of water was even beautiful on his body.
Xiao Shuai glanced coldly at the half-headed man who was still standing on the stool silently, picked up the turtle shell on the table and covered the exposed head, and then collected the barnacles scattered all over the ground and poured them into the empty mouth.
"Let's go back." Xiao Shuai ordered: "I'll help you again." β
He stretched out his finger again and swiped lightly on the man's stomach, only to hear a soft sound of "bang", and a football-sized flower burst out of his stomach, just facing Xiao Shuai's face, blooming brightly and brilliantly, it turned out to be a sunflower.
Xiao Shuai uprooted the sunflower and threw it aside in disgust. In this way, a large hole was empty in the man's abdominal cavity. He endured the incomparable nausea and picked up the inhuman thing and put it back in the man's belly.
Xiao Shuai finally let out a long sigh of relief and opened his eyes.