Sad Jiangnan

It must be a ghost. I have seen the face at this time tonight, and the face at that night.

The two are not connected, two completely independent individuals.It would not be an exaggeration to say that person is not a brother.

This is my brother framed me.

Just wait, I'll find evidence of my brother's witchcraft.

Such a letter, without even the ambition to sign it, was perfunctorily brought to the Jiutiao Hall.Fujita Nayan put the mask in his brother's tent, and stayed at home to wait.

Once my brother discovers that beauty, he will become extremely vulnerable.There is no room for a perfect person in this world, beauty is his weakness, but brother should not have weaknesses.This kind of mistake, which seems to have come out of nowhere, must be corrected.Fujida Nayan had a hunch in his heart that his brother would definitely come back soon.

One night about three days later, it seemed to be in the direction of the main hall, and there was that kind of rain-like sound again.This time, Teng Da Nayan became more cautious, just pacing to the corridor of the main hall with a cat on his body, and saw that there was no light on there, and it was so dark that he couldn't see clearly.At this time, that kind of rain through the window turned into very distinct footsteps.

The sound of footsteps lasted only for a while before they were completely inaudible.Then came the voice of Dingguang Dajin: "Are you back?"

The older brother didn't speak, and Da Jin didn't make a sound for some reason.It was the night of the sixteenth day, and in the middle of the night, the full moon hung brightly in the sky.There was another trivial movement in the room.Da Jin's voice sounded, "Are you really going out?" There was still nothing said.The sound of raindrop-like footsteps reached my ears again, and Fujidai Nayan, who was about to fall asleep, stood up immediately.After waiting for a long time, there was no sound of cows or cars as expected.Even the sound of footsteps in the room stopped completely.

Fujita Nayan thought in a panic, did he escape again?I didn't care about cleaning up, and ran to the southeast door last time in a hurry.The door was closed quietly, and the moonlight was very bright at this time, like daytime.Teng Da Nayan pulled down the latch and looked outside. On the street to the south, there was a small black spot wriggling in the distance. After a while, it turned to the west and disappeared completely.

Fujida Nayan didn't even think about it, so he ran in that direction.A voice in my heart kept saying, "My brother is there, it is my brother who is there."

Just like that, I kept walking, which was longer than the road to Mount Hiei that night, as if this road extending into the night would never end.I don't know where I am, Fujida Nayan already feels deeply tired.From just now, there is a point on the sole of the foot, and it has been aching.Now it is almost a piercing pain, and it must be bleeding.

Not far away, there is a lonely towering building, which is almost as magnificent as Dauchi's.I want to come to the extreme end of Nanjing.Even the surrounding houses are faintly dilapidated.But the black spot in front of me is far from stopping, just go west.

Matsukaze sent it to my ears, and the black spots disappeared before my eyes again.There was an almost suffocating fear that hit him, and the shadows around him would make grimaces at any time.Fujida Nayan's heart was beating so hard that he even wanted to run back immediately.

When I was a child, I also had this kind of absurd imagining, feeling that ghosts would come out of the counter or in the cabinet, and even scared myself to cry and run around so that I could be coaxed to sleep by the nurse or maid.Even so, under the dim light, I have to stare at the sleeping face of the wet nurse for a long time.The wet nurse, who didn't even breathe, seemed to be dead, and the face that she had been with day and night seemed very strange at this moment.It seems that it will wake up as a ghost at any time and eat itself in its stomach.Now that I have grown up, my wet nurse has returned to the countryside to provide for the elderly.Now even if I want to find someone who "will become a ghost at any time" to comfort my heart, it is unimaginably difficult.Feeling as lonely as fallen leaves in late autumn filled my chest all of a sudden.

Although the road has become sad, at least we can go on.My brother walked through Zhuque Street, went to Youjingli, walked back a little further north, and entered a big house.Looking at it by the moonlight, it looks a bit magnificent, as if it was the residence of dignitaries in ancient times.But in this kind of place, it is probably abandoned.

As he got closer, he heard voices speaking.It turned out to be the priest of Kamogawa who said, "Why haven't you come here these days?"

"It always seems like someone is following me, and I feel very uneasy." My brother said in a voice like a gnat.

"That's when I started to feel guilty. You are really an interesting person."

"My face is healed, I really didn't expect...it's been half a month..."

Priest Kamogawa said something else, "Have you obtained the identity that matches your beloved woman?"

"Soon." The words were soft, but as firm as an oath, "I will get it, it will be fine soon."

The memory of his brother secretly hiding Tang Mo suddenly became vivid.Fujida Nayan's chest seemed to be facing a silent blow, and the loud and small wind outside made all the movements tinged with terror.How familiar that voice was, how strange it was.

"It's amazing, that's great."

As if it was a sincere compliment, my brother's tone became very relaxed, "It's too much to worry about that kind of thing."

"Sooner or later?"

"It must be able to talk."

"I've been making trouble for a long time, but I haven't seen you in person! I still try my best to help you."

Having said that, my brother fell silent again.The priest suddenly called out: "Hey! Hey!" He was so scared that he felt a sudden pain in his heart. "Stop crying here, I'm afraid you will die here!"

My brother said softly, "I won't die."

The priest laughed loudly, "Hey, 'that', are you eating?"

"After you gave it to me last time, it never happened again."

"That's not good. It's been half a month, right? I'll change back. I've said it more than once, right? It's a pity that you don't believe me."

"If you don't eat, is there no other way?"

"Is there such a good thing in the world?" The priest still giggled, "Let's say it one last time. If you don't eat, there is no other way."

The sound of footsteps in the room was disordered for a while, Fuji Da Nayan hurried around to the back of the house, and there was another hurried footstep of "da da da".Is that brother gone?Teng Da Nayan just felt dazed, even though his mind was filled with the conversation just now, he couldn't think about the meaning of it at all.After returning to the main entrance from the back of the house, there is a magic force that pushes him into the house.

But the priest still stayed inside, and in the hall that was very brightly illuminated by the moonlight, two people stood facing each other.In front of him was a man wearing a black hat, with a beard that couldn't tell whether it was gray or white, piled up on top of his skirt like straw.The priest stared at the lantern-like eyes that almost fell out of their sockets, and Fujita Nayan suddenly woke up.

The priest took off his black hat, threw it here, and crawled out like a praying mantis.Fuji Da Nayan immediately knocked the hat to the ground, grabbed his sleeve, and the two of them rolled to the door together.Teng Da Nayan straightened up like a bird, and wrapped his palms tightly around the priest's throat.

The rough beard was caught between the fingers and the sticky neck of the priest, and a feeling of nausea that I had never felt before came to my heart.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The man who was so proud just now seemed to be someone else, but the man in front of him, his face was as white as snow reflected by the moonlight, and his black mouth opened and closed, as if a corpse was speaking. "Forgive me, I did this because of his wish. Please relax a little, I can't breathe..."

"Then, please use magic, witchcraft or something to defeat me?"

"How can there be such a thing, I'm just a charlatan."

The wound on the sole of the foot began to hurt, and his life seemed to be connected with the priest through that wound.The priest became short of breath, the soles of his feet became more and more painful, and his head was covered in cold sweat.

"Let me tell you, an incredible person, what exactly is my brother eating?"

"Medicine is a kind of medicine." The priest said without thinking.

Fujita Nayan stared at him for a long time, "Why did you lie to me?"

"How could I lie to you? We made an agreement. I will give him the antidote that can restore that face, and then he can..."

"What can you get from him? If you are so capable, why don't you get promoted and make a fortune?"

At this moment, the priest's eyes began to shine, "I got it, I got it."

Fujita Nayan fell silent.Just staring at this strange and shriveled face, things that I didn't dare to think about before can't help but appear in my heart.The pain in the soles of the feet spread to the ten fingers, and the fingers holding the priest's neck seemed to have a frozen pain.

"Don't pinch it anymore! Let me tell you the truth!" the priest shouted desolately.

"It's okay, I don't want to do anything to force you."

"It's a human face," the priest's hoarse voice became extremely clear, like a lamp in the dark night, "Eating a human face will make it look like that. Please believe me, it may sound very strange to you." It’s ridiculous, but you have seen it yourself, isn’t your brother very beautiful now? This is a good thing to have the best of both worlds, and I have done my best. But that guy is vomiting and crying, saying nothing I don’t want to. How can this be done? I have to be cured when I’m sick. Although I don’t have any medical ethics and ethics, I have to get things done after receiving benefits from others. How can I do it if I don’t want to be cured? What? Then I also said, 'Let's be like this for the rest of my life, and don't come to see me from now on.' Then I said, 'Here's a prepared one. It's really pitiful for you. Let's eat for a while. .' Lied and coaxed, I managed to eat a piece, and treated me like an asura or some monster from the three evil realms. I ran away and never came back."

After Fujita Nayan released one hand from his neck, the other hand remained on it.

The priest's beard continued to flutter like a dozing dog, "But, it was your brother who came to me on his own initiative. Could it be that I made a mistake?"

"Then why run away?"

"At that time, your father died, and there was nothing he could do. What kind of Guanbai or regent can grow up like that, wearing a mask to go to the temple every day? Maybe he will die at any time. Even Sugawara Michizane will not be like this Vice-honored appearance? Most of those with beautiful faces and talents don’t live long. The truth in this world has always been like this. Your brother asked me if there is any way to make me look normal. I really think it’s very pitiful. Then It's your brother, please think about it for him!"

Fujida Nayan's heart was pounding, almost trembling, and he forced himself to ask calmly, "What is the statue?"

This question was beyond my expectation, and even the expression of the priest froze, his beard seemed to be burnt, and would be blown away by the cold wind.

"Why don't you show him, what is that statue!" Fujita Nayan pressed his free hand on the priest's neck again.

"No, no. Please listen to me! That is a woman. Her father is Kokusuke of Buzen Kingdom. Their ancestors served in the Ise Palace, and later the whole family moved to Buzen Kingdom, so they met. That woman worked as a maid next to the second Bureau of Hongmei Palace, one day, I can't remember when, she came to me with that statue in her arms."

"Stop talking about boring things."

"Please believe me. I'm telling the truth! That woman brought a statue just like herself. It's clearly carved according to herself. If you have to say no! She said a lot of nonsense to me, and then It’s crying and begging. In my opinion, it’s nothing more than a woman’s unrequited love. When your brother got married, she pretended to be the lady of her family—didn’t that lady run away because of fear? In this way, let alone touching her, your brother didn't even look at her. She felt resentful in her heart! 'If you can't make him fall in love with this statue, then find a way to kill him.' Such words are used to threaten Look at me. Am I really no different from a third-rate warlock?”

I don't know why, but there is a sad feeling of dying that sweeps through my whole body.Mingming strangled other people's necks fiercely, but the one who couldn't breathe was himself.Fujida Nayan felt dizzy, and a word came out of his mind, "It's a good thing to die right now."

My father's disgusting face appeared again in my mind, and I was about to collapse and cry.But once he thought of his father, he was unwilling to show weakness in front of him like this.Fujita Nayan cheered up again and asked, "Where is the statue?"

As a result, there was no reply for a long time.The eyes of the man on the ground who was pinned by himself on the neck were still like lantern fruit.Fujita Nayan let go of his hands, but the man remained motionless.When I put my hand on his neck and nose, there was no sign of life.

A satisfying sense of peace of mind rippling in the chest.Fujida Nayan walked out of the house for a while, as if he had done it a thousand times, and began to dig a hole in the ground behind the house.

At the beginning of digging with bare hands, the ten fingers immediately hurt badly.Then I picked up a branch from all around, but I couldn't find the original pothole, and I didn't know how long I searched before I started digging.When the rooster crows, although the hole has been dug quite successfully, it still cannot fit people.Fujita Nagon turned back to the front of the house.

It was daylight now, and the outlines of houses were looming in the gray mist.It turned out that this was a privately built Buddhist hall in Youjing. In order to imitate the hexagonal hall, the whole house was built in a hexagonal shape.But there is no magic decoration inside, because it is abandoned, it looks no different from an abandoned house.

Teng Da Nayan dragged the body into the Buddhist hall, then ran outside, pulled some miscanthus and weeds, and came back to cover him.Then I went back to Onomiya.

Ruojun, who had been looking for Teng Da Nayan, was very surprised. Seeing his dusty appearance, he asked, "What did you do again?" There was no answer.He also smelled a damp grass smell, so he didn't know it was inconvenient to ask questions, but he just waited for the master to change his clothes, and said, "When you were away, the lord of Jiu Tiao Dian sent someone to come here very urgently. I looked for you. Said you were not at home, but wrote a letter, and now I bring that letter to you."

Fuji Da Nayan said, "You don't need to read the letter. I also need to find him. Is my brother back?"

Still a "no" answer.So he still took Ruojun, his entourage, to visit Jiutiao Hall.

Uncle really looked like he was holding back his anger, and he looked even more angry than last time.He said straight to the point, "If there are any tricks to coax women, just show it to me."

Fujita Nayan also took out the dirty clothes that he wore at night, spread them on the floor to show his uncle, and said, "I don't like to say nice words. Because I hate men who are full of lies." But my father is also like that. Last night, I already knew the secret of my brother. Please take the time to find the evidence of using the forbidden technique." Saying this, he showed the mud between his fingers come out.

Uncle was silent for a while, "Let me tell you something. It's about your father."

Fujida Nayan pretended to be excited, and the uncle continued to narrate, "The two of us used to pursue Prince Udona together. He is older than me, and he is already married to Otomo's lady. But my brother thinks that It's still not enough, how can the daughter of a minister be a good match for him? This guy is really irritating. But at that time, everyone knew that the person your mother fell in love with was me. Full of false family and country righteousness, Tang poetry and Han Fu have always I despise him. I think I am superior to others, but I can’t show my real talents. Who would like this kind of person? How unfortunate! I think about it now, but I still feel very unfortunate! Why is that kind of person my brother? None of the love letters sent by your mother received a reply. So, he will never be reconciled, right? He is that kind of person. He spared no expense to collect singers who are good at love songs, and write love poems for him day and night. I can tell the kind of song just by looking at it. He will never be able to write it. I think your mother must know it too. But your mother is a very kind person, and she clearly knows that kind of trick in her heart, so she agreed to meet him It's gone." At this point, the uncle's face flushed red, and his hands on his knees were also clenched into fists.

"After the two met, my brother was even more entangled with her. One day, at that time, your father was still living in the Kyogoku Temple in Ichijo, and the emperor and Prince Udano went there. Because the Kasuga Festival is coming soon. It was about to be held, and everyone agreed to come to Jingji Temple for games and fun. I felt uneasy at the beginning of that banquet. Now that I think about it, it must be caused by fate. When everyone was drunk, my brother ran away. Entered your mother's room and raped your mother. After giving birth to your brother, your father welcomed her into the Jingji Temple. But your mother refused to go. My brother's shamelessness is unprecedented. He took out one of your mother's private houses to repair, and because he had a quarrel with me, he lived there openly."

"Do you hate my father?"

Uncle actually laughed, "I hate your brother."

"why?"

"What's weird about that? I just hate him. Always will."

I hate you.

This is the sweetest love story.Even in the face of his father, Fujida Nayan couldn't say it. "Hate you forever" is more affectionate than "love you forever".The love of ordinary people dissipates as easily as the smoke at a cremation, but hatred is far from that simple.

As a way of venting, he made a casual promise, but he didn't take the corresponding responsibility for the words.The ghost of my father will always be entangled in that oath, and I will be even more unfortunate than now.

When I went to the Buddhist hall in the evening, I ran into my brother's car on the way.At this time, Fujita Nayan's mood became calm instead, and he just told Ruojun to follow his brother.

My brother drove south all the way, and when he saw Luocheng Gate from a distance, the car turned around, and then continued walking westward along the invisible wall of the capital.

The more eerie and far away the journey was, the more frightened Teng Da Nayan felt, the hem of his clothes was clutched tightly in his hands, and he was sweating profusely.I thought he was going to the Buddhist hall again, but otherwise, at a certain place, my brother's car turned around again and went straight to the north.In addition to the movement of the car crushing the ground, there was the sound of anvils everywhere.On both sides of the road, cats and dogs often wandered. Unlike Zuo Jing, they didn't know where to hide when they saw the car.If the driver is not careful, it is easy to run over them.

Suddenly a dog begged for mercy, and the purple car stopped.My brother's driver probably ran over a dog, and the car continued on after a while.

Weeds were overgrown in the place not to the west market, and it was particularly dilapidated. I asked the driver who drove the car, but he didn't know which road it was.The moonlight tonight was particularly bright, and there were some thatched-roofed huts scattered everywhere, some of which had no roof, and stood bare on a few bamboo poles, with fishing nets and stones on top.Occasionally, there are a few walled courtyards, which can be seen as the residences of the former courtiers here, but the gates are open, and all of them are deserted, and they can't be seen clearly from a little further away.

Fuji Danayan ordered Ruojun to park the car at a corner where the people in front could not see, get out of the car by himself, and poke his head forward.A person got out of my brother's car, and based on his figure, I vaguely thought it was my brother.It is particularly obvious that a sword is worn out from the clothes.The elder brother stayed in place for a while, probably looking around.Soon he was in one of the sheds.

Fujida Nayan hesitated, not knowing whether to go up or wait here.No idea what to do exactly right.But seeing the back of that person going away, the idea of ​​following was born in my heart.He didn't listen to his hands and feet, and ran forward without authorization.There was a wind blowing in his ears, as if whispering to him, "Hurry up, hurry up." As if by a miracle, he ran to the front of that room all at once.

But when I looked at it from a distance like that just now, I didn't know which one it was at all, and I went in and out of three or four households aimlessly, some were sleeping at home, and some were making clothes in the yard. Nayan broke in, staring straight at him with two bulging eyes, like a ghost, Fujita Nayan's heart was pounding, and he immediately turned around and slipped into the next room.

As soon as he walked to the door, the sound of the knife being sheathed came to his ears coldly.The sabers used by the ministers are not used for practical purposes, so they are very slender, and it is not clear how to use them.When it comes to festivals and events, the knives that look like they should be replaced with wooden inner cores, becoming pure decorations.A sound like this was very unfamiliar to Fujidai Nayan, and it could only be described as the sound of crisp metal.But Teng Danayan knew very well in his heart that it must have been sent by Yudao.

At this time, his legs became strangely tough, and he walked forward in two or three steps, and saw a pair of legs lying on the ground.Fujida Nayan raised his head and looked straight ahead. Where the moonlight could not reach, there were deeper shadows. The indescribable blackness exuded a fishy smell that attracted flies, and also attracted Fujida Nayan who was thirsty for flesh and blood. Word.

Fujita Nayan said, "Brother."

That quiet shadow stopped the sounds of the surrounding anvils.

"Brother, you should be there."

Saying that, Fujita Nayan took a step forward.The shadow that had been frozen for a long time suddenly shook.He faced Fuji Da Nayan, trying to escape from this shack under the cover of darkness.That won't work, the smell of raw meat and the sound of swallowing just now have already awakened the evil in Teng Da Nayan's heart.Teng Da Nayan seemed to know where he was going to escape, and ran to the shadow like a hare, and sealed the exit at hand firmly like paraffin wax sealing a crock pot.

"There are only two of us left here..."

The shadow didn't speak, and Fujita Nayan noticed that he was wearing clothes of unknown color, and the protruding diamond pattern seemed to be shining.

"Aren't you willing to speak? Turn your head around and show me."

The shadow curled up, and the diamond-patterned clothes trembled slightly.

"I know exactly what you are doing. The face of the man lying over there is gone, isn't it? In other words, this is what you ate."

But there is no way to do fine work with a long knife like that. Did he gnaw off the face just now?

When I said this, the shadow completely huddled on the ground, just like the day in the Kamogawa Shrine where it was raining lightly, and Erlan's straight clothes were like kneaded Korean paper, thrown on the soil at will.

Fujida Nayan walked over and hugged him, the scent on the clothes and the smell of blood combined into a strange fragrance, reminiscent of the shining mirror pool under the summer night, the white scales like pearls brought a warm feeling wet.

The back of my brother's nape exuded the warmth of poultry, and his hair was as soft as a hen's tail feathers.The starched coat is very cold.In the quiet and peaceful night, Fujita Nayan unconsciously lowered his voice, "There are only two of us left in this world, and there is nothing you can do."

The shadow trembled continuously, and the slight sound of gasping was heard intermittently in Fujida Nayan's ears, his brother seemed to be crying.

Teng Da Nayan touched his face, his shadow was shaking violently, and he was about to jump out of the thatched shed at any moment.The elder brother's hands swam over and hugged Fujida Nayan's fingers. Those hands, like his mouth, were stained with sticky and warm blood. It was this that Fujida Nayan wanted to confirm.

The owner of both hands soon became conscious, and immediately let go of Fujida Nayan's hand.

Fuji Da Nayan continued, "Please don't be afraid, will I do something that is not good for you?...Whether you still believe in me or not, things are already like this. Just trust me."

Only then did my brother react, "Things are already like this..."

Fujita Nayan snuggled his head against the cold diamond coat, he hoped that it would also be warm, "No one will know about this, I will do well, won't I? You are working too hard alone."

"Myself……"

"I don't know how much you hurt when your face was festered. Finally, it's time to make up for your mistakes." He used the sweet words he used to treat Heyuanyuan, coaxing him in every possible way.But the elder brother leaned down, trying to shake Fujita Nayan away.

Fujida Nayan kept whispering, "Leave it to me. In this world, there is no one you can trust."

Finally, my brother touched something hot on his face, and Fujita Nayan put his finger with that thing in his mouth. It was a salty taste different from blood.

Fujida Nayan smiled unconsciously, "That's good." Then he helped him up.My brother's head was still stuck in his neck, and the black hat on his head was also folded down, so he was reluctant to move at first.After a while, he asked angrily, "What about the corpse?"

Fujita Nayan took his hand and said, "Leave it to me, leave it to me."

The elder brother said, "No...you don't understand, it's not allowed."

"Don't be afraid, you won't be discovered, I will do it, I will do it."

Brother's hand tried to break free several times, but Fujita Nayan held it back.

My brother asked, "What do you really want? The patriarch, or Guan Bai?..."

"Let's go, it's almost dawn."

"My handle is in your hands, you can do whatever you want, are you happy?"

My elder brother is two or three fingers taller than myself, and when talking to him, he usually raises his head slightly, but today, Fujita Nayan looked down at those teary eyes.

"I think you won't believe anything I say, so it's better not to say it."

The two of them walked out of the shed together. When they got to the door, the elder brother still refused to leave. The rattan-colored straight clothes he was wearing under the moon had been dyed a little whitish.

Fuji Da Nayan took the sword on his belt, put it in his hand and said, "Kill me here, before dawn, take off my clothes and throw them on the road. Someone will take them Go. It looks like it was done by bandits, and no one will find out."

The elder brother was silent, and put the knife back in its place.Fujita Nayan took out the paper and wiped his brother's face under the moonlight.

"Go back." He said to his brother.