When the law of conservation of isolation is broken

Zhang Luotuo followed behind it in a daze. He passed through some astonishingly luxurious rooms in a daze, and arrived at the gate of Fan Liu's seemingly inconspicuous apartment.Then he put on his battered sneakers, entered the elevator alone, and with the sound of the elevator sliding, reached the first floor and went downstairs under the skylight.

The blue canopy appeared solemnly in front of Zhang Luotuo, and a lingering stench wandered around him like a dazed emotion.

Zhang Luotuo walked in.The shouts of the surrounding crowd.The pattering rain, the night, the gray sky and the dilapidated restaurant lights mixed together.

He looks up and the scenes don't elicit any emotion or resonance from him, he doesn't know what he's doing here, the absurdity of frustration hits him in life, maybe he just wants to pause and think about nothing .

The crowd squeezed past him, and the Qianhui Market was very lively at night, where outlaws and ordinary people gathered to share their free nights.Someone bumped into his shoulder, muttered a curse, and walked away.

Zhang Luotuo looked up, the blue translucent canopy, he heard the hollow sound of rain.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

"Hey." He was patted on the shoulder suddenly, Zhang Luotuo looked back in a daze, and a drop of water fell from his hair suddenly.Zhang Luotuo's eyes flicked from side to side, and it took several seconds to freeze on a smiling face.

"What are you doing here?" is a very familiar girl with pink hair and a silver raincoat. She laughs, showing pink gums and white teeth. One of her big teeth has been replaced by a red agate. Very attractive. eyeball.

Zhang Luotuo's thoughts were disturbed for a moment, he thought for a while: "Lulu?" He said cautiously.He remembered vaguely.The girl he hit on, and they danced together in the ballroom. "Enjoy yourself in time." Her words still ring in her ears.

"I knew you remembered me." She said with satisfaction, and then asked, "What's wrong with you? What happened to you?"

Zhang Luotuo was stunned, and he said anxiously, "Why do you say that?"

Lulu shrugged casually: "I was very bored standing there just now, but I saw you right away." She pointed to the place where she was standing, where the ground was dry and there was no trace of being wet by the rain.

"You know what? You look very unhappy, very depressed, and your face is not good." After she finished speaking, she looked at him intently, from nose to eyes, and then nodded, acknowledging her observation.

"It's nothing." Zhang Luotuo forced a smile and said.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Lulu tilted her head, looked at him with squinted eyes, and said playfully, the red agate was shining, "Don't get me wrong, I just like you, I haven't met a boy like you for a long time .”

Zhang Luotuo waved his hand: "No need." He said, trying to refuse.But Lulu caught him again with sharp eyes before he retreated.

"What's the matter with your finger?" She frowned and asked, as if afraid that he would not understand, she emphasized, "The thumb of the right hand." Her eyes followed Zhang Luotuo's thumb, and Zhang Luotuo tried to hide it. Fingers, put your hands behind your back, but it's too late.Her warm fingers passed through the gap between his fingers, and accurately caught the thumb. It was bandaged by a bandage, and the blood shed before had almost dried up, and it looked like withered paint in his hand.

"It's nothing." Zhang Luotuo said, trying to leave her.Maybe he shouldn't have been here so long.

Lulu opened her eyes suspiciously, her expression changed, the sparkling red agate was hidden on the edge of her slightly closed lips: "You shouldn't do that too?" She said, her expression became disappointed, " this is not good."

"What?" Zhang Luotuo asked suspiciously.What about that?For a moment, he didn't understand what Lulu meant.

"It's like some people here who pluck out their nails and hair and sell them for money." Lulu said, she straightened her face, as if she had already decided that Zhang Luotuo was such a person.

"No, I accidentally hurt it." Zhang Luotuo said, he broke away from Lulu's hand, he was a little afraid of her enthusiasm and questioning, and put his hand behind his back to prevent her from noticing it again.

"Sell nails and hair for money?" he asked incomprehensibly, he couldn't understand what she was saying.

"It's a witchcraft spell." Lulu said, she seemed to realize that Zhang Luotuo didn't know anything about it, she glanced at him, and her tone softened, "The one that is very popular in Jiulongpo and Nan'an recently uses human hair and nails Burn it with fire, you can summon wizards and the like, bless your safety, of course it is impossible for wizards to appear, but they are happy to do it, like hamsters on a roller."

Zhang Luotuo frowned, he couldn't hear the connection between the two.

Lulu shrugged her shoulders, showing a disgusted expression: "But the group of rich people in the central city are very timid. They dare not pull out their nails, and they are even more reluctant to cut their beautiful hair. What should we do then? Find someone from the slums Well, anyway, they think it’s worth nothing except their lives. So they came to us and paid a high price to buy. Some people couldn’t help being tempted to start selling their own things. After all, they thought it was free money. It can grow, so I completely forget about the possibility of curses and gods. Now it has almost become an industrial chain."

She glanced at her fingernails with disdain, and pointed to the distance: "It's right there, passing through the crowd, all kinds of stalls."

Countless people passed through that blue canopy, words and cries flowed through it, and Zhang Luotuo could not see the end.He narrowed his eyes, staring blankly at something he didn't know what it was, enjoying the endless blowing wind.The thumb is cold and slightly painful, and occasionally twitches.

Sell ​​nails.Lulu's words echoed unconsciously in his mind.

nail.

A thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

Maybe.he thinks.He looked there motionless, trying to see something, but the flow of people blocked everything in front of him, and he couldn't see anything.The passers-by held prohibited items in their hands, pushed the others away fiercely, and stared at each other, but Zhang Luotuo just stood on the edge of them, completely wiped out by the past.

Maybe.he thought again.A hidden thought moved him in the dark.

He raised his leg slightly, and then raised it again, like a walking motion.Continue until the leg reaches its highest point, then drop back down.His foot dropped, dropped, until he landed on an unextinguished cigarette.Soot sprayed out under the vibration.Scattered sparks quickly fell victim to the rain.He completed a walking motion.He took the first step.

He walked through the crowd, as if obsessed.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?..." Lulu called him anxiously from behind, but the voice was immediately eroded by the crowd and disappeared.She became a part of the crowd, disappeared, never to be seen again, not even the onyx of her lips stood out.

Zhang Luotuo passed through the crowd.The smell of food and electronic devices wafted out at the same time, mixed with the smell of human sweat.Countless stalls and storefronts hurried past before his eyes.A hotel light sign that reads "Free Time," a crooked blue "Ballroom" sign, and next to it stand a few boys and girls in gold tights, nonchalantly picking clients from the crowd.In noodle shops, for example, the seats are made of battered boards, and the food looks dirty and steaming.Zhang Luotuo walked through them, shoulders squeezed by the crowd, and kept going.More stalls appeared in front of him.A fortune-telling booth with the weird sign of "Bagua Formation" sat behind a fat man, calmly fiddling with wood chips. "Big fierce".It says.But Zhang Luotuo didn't pay attention to any of them. He walked directly past the small shops that repaired apartment doors and sold universal fingerprints, all kinds of mysterious old record stands, and stands that sold nostalgic electronic magazines. He knew what he was looking for.

He saw a long group of stalls, it seemed that many small stalls formed a union and connected together.Zhang Luotuo noticed.They are connected to form a market escalator, and the shop is hung with blue cloth.Their business is sporadic, and occasionally a few fashionable people come to the booth and leave after sitting for a while.Zhang Luotuo frowned and walked over.

He has a hunch.He thought, walking to the stalls, he looked at the stalls, the person in the first stall was wearing dark glasses and looked very old, he was taking out a pack of "Grey Sky", smoking a cigarette in his mouth, Spit white mist towards the sky, Zhang Luotuo could clearly see his nails, the upper side of the two fingers of his left hand were tightly entangled with white cloth.

He knew, he found it.

He walked over under the gaze of the man in sunglasses.

The man in sunglasses took a puff of his cigarette, and looked Zhang Luotuo up and down: "Are you here...?" He turned his palms and said very suspiciously, as if he felt that Zhang Luotuo was obviously not his target customer.

Zhang Luotuo took a deep breath: "How much is it?"

The man in the sunglasses froze for a moment, but his expression was well hidden by the black sunglasses. He stared at Zhang Luotuo motionlessly, as if to make sure he was serious: "Witchcraft curse?"

Zhang Luotuo didn't move his eyes, looked at him, and didn't speak.

Half a minute later, the man in sunglasses seemed to be convinced by him, propped himself up, and sat up: "This or that?" said the man in sunglasses, pointing to his hair, and then waved his hand, "Old rules, this 50 yuan. That one hundred yuan, because the one hundred yuan will hurt." His tone was very calm, obviously he was used to this kind of thing.

"Nail, thumb of the right hand." Zhang Luotuo replied cautiously. He saw the mouth of the man in sunglasses wriggling impatiently.

The man in the sunglasses nodded without any hesitation. He seemed to be used to doing this kind of thing. He lowered his head, took out a pair of pliers and a box from under his booth, opened the box, and took out the disinfectant and bandages.

"Business is good today." He muttered, as if accosting Zhang Luotuo, "There are three people here, a man, a woman, and you. Three hundred yuan is enough for me to live for a month."

Zhang Luotuo didn't answer, and there was silence between them.The man in the sunglasses didn't speak anymore, he held the rusty pliers, and focused all his attention on his right hand. He took a worn towel, covered his right hand, and let it hide in the under the towel. "Some trendy girls will be afraid..." The man in sunglasses shook his head staggeringly, as if he was very disdainful, "Although you may not, I'd better play it safe."

For three lightning-like seconds, his pincers were swinging in the air. For a moment, the silver pincers seemed to be biting death. Zhang Luotuo heard the crisp pinching sound. He knew what it felt like, and he thought unconsciously, The pain can make people faint.The man in the sunglasses turned pale, but a second later, he calmly took a side of disinfectant and bandages, turned his back, and began to heal himself.Zhang Luotuo waited for a while, and the man in the sunglasses turned around again. The white bandage on his right thumb was firmly attached.

The man in sunglasses wiped the discarded nail with a towel. It looked dull and fragile. Before it, I don't know how many brothers were injured.The man in sunglasses showed it to Zhang Luotuo, and shook it two or three times in the air: "100 yuan."

Zhang Luotuo took out money from his pocket and handed it to the man in sunglasses.

"This is three hundred." The man in sunglasses took the money, put down the cigarette in his hand, and said in confusion, took the money and took a picture of the blue canopy.

"Here you are." Zhang Luotuo said softly.He took the nail.

It feels soft and not hard at all.Zhang Luotuo didn't stop, he turned over the nail, and his gaze went directly down to the bottom of the nail.The bottom of this nail looks terrible with fibers and white spots all over it.And at the bottom position, where the naked eye can hardly notice, Zhang Luotuo's fingers brushed those fibers, and he clearly saw the writing on it, printed, black, like a curse in the interlayer.

"C-3651".

Zhang Luotuo was cold all over, and his heart was sinking.

He walked to the second booth in a daze.A teenage boy sat in the booth, he looked very thin, the smell of morphine surrounded him.His pink hair is cheap and weak, making him look like a skeleton.The young man looked at him expectantly, his chapped lips were inlaid with trendy crystal-shaped square teeth.Zhang Luotuo asked him dully.

There was a second nail on his hand, and it was limp and dull in his hand.

"C-655."

He lowered his head and got the same result.

Then Zhang Luotuo wandered around those stalls for a long time. Some of the stall owners still kept their right thumbnails, and some had already been bought.The crisp pliers sounded again and again, like silver bells.And every time the voice sounded, his worries were verified in reverse again. "C-624", "C-555", "C-53323", he read the messages on the nails again and again under the confused and curious eyes of others, those messages seemed to come from another world, in his heart leave scars.He felt his heart grow cold, as did his mind, a complete blankness covering vital parts like a white bandage.He gritted his teeth and walked around the stalls blankly. The stench of blood stasis and disinfectant diffused into his clothes. He raised his head, and the blue canopy faced him calmly, with sporadic rain falling from it. Penetrate down.

He closed his eyes, the nails in his hand like meaningless shells.

Zhang Luotuo didn't know how he finally got through the blue canopy and returned to the room in Jinshan Apartment.

He put those nails in front of Joad and spread them out one by one.

They looked at each other, and for a while, no one spoke.

"Let's continue talking." Zhang Luotuo said wearily, "I want to hear it."