Book of Sins 4

Chapter 49
The news quickly spread that the cat-faced old lady lived on the mountain, a place no one had ever been to.It was a cliff with a towering old tree growing on it. She built a thatched cottage under the tree. There were orchids and ginseng growing beside the tree. How old.

Some people say that the cat-faced old lady has yin and yang eyes, can see ghosts and ghosts, and is proficient in divination in the Book of Changes.

Some people say that the cat-faced old lady used to be a teacher and hid in the deep mountains and old forests during the Cultural Revolution.

The latter point was confirmed, and the fucking director invited the cat-faced old lady to the Forest Public Security Bureau.

Professor Liang asked, when did you start living on the mountain?
The cat-faced old lady said, 1968.

That year, the Cultural Revolution was in full swing, and the cat-faced old lady seemed to have a foresight, and she chose to avoid the chaos in the mountains.

Professor Liang felt sad. The mother of the animal child Xiaomengquan avoided the family planning, and the cat-faced old lady avoided the Cultural Revolution.

The cat-faced old lady lives alone on a cliff in a barren mountain. The mountain is so steep that it is difficult for people to climb it. Perhaps for thousands of years, no one has ever been to this cliff except this old woman.Several naturally formed rock houses on the cliffs are full of debris picked up by the cat-faced old lady.As we said earlier, the state-owned forest farm has a large manure pile, where all the garbage in the county is concentrated.The daily necessities of the cat-faced old lady are all picked up from the garbage dump.A worker in charge of landfilling garbage lived in the shed of the recycling station. One night, he saw a monster with white hair like snow climbing up a huge garbage dump. He thought it was a dream.

Her knowledge comes from the trash heap, and her abilities are acquired unconsciously.

There are everything in the garbage dump, from the Chinese Tao Te Ching to the history of philosophy in ancient Greece, from Hugo's crying to Marquez's laughing, from the snowy day of 49 to the rainy night of 89, this garbage dump is a The treasure house, the formation and accumulation of the treasure house are done by waste collectors, who keep dumping here at a price of a few cents per catty, becoming a golden mountain that disappears at any time.She picked up a lot of books from the waste paper pile, and reading was the only way for her to pass the time on the cliff.

There used to be a tire hanging on that old tree, which shows that the cat-faced old lady also has a childlike heart. This is a swing.

She sits on a swing, looks at the night sky, studies astrology, and thinks about the profound issues in the Book of Changes.

The cat-faced old lady is almost omnipotent, understands physics, and knows how to save effort. The ancient trees on the cliff are her helpers, and she uses winches and pulleys.Add the rope and hang the picked thing up the cliff.She originally wanted to make that street lamp into a windmill to generate electricity, but during the ascent to the cliff, the street lamp fell down and stuck in the grass.

A street lamp that does not work was inserted in the wilderness and fell into the virgin forest.

What a poetic picture this is.

The cat-faced old lady staggered along, this woman was too old, many years ago, she used to sit under the street lamp in this wilderness, when snowflakes or rain fell, at that time, she raised a wounded deer and used a sled Pull back a street lamp.

She sat under her street lamp, and with her was a lame deer.

For decades, no one has passed by here, and this unlit street light belongs to her alone.

Is this old man lonely? Is she sitting in the dark? She has not lost her ability to speak. She speaks to the deer and to the wind: You will not be an oil lamp unless you carry the night on your shoulders.

For decades, every time this white-haired old woman travels, there are witnesses. Although she carefully avoids crowded places and chooses to go to her garbage dump at night, every witness can't believe it. eyes, no one thought she was alone, and she became the legendary cat-faced old lady who killed people and sucked blood.

She collects wild fruits, and sometimes steals corn and cotton from the villagers. Her teeth have fallen out, which directly proves that she is not the murderer who killed the mother and child in Xiangyang Village.

The fucking director invited the cat-faced old lady to the Forest Public Security Bureau. Villagers kept wanting to see the cat-faced old lady. People didn't know who the cat-faced old lady was or where she lived. They only knew that she was an old woman who was very good at fortune telling. .The little Bideng and the old Bideng embellished the magical ability of the cat-faced granny, and people believed it even more.In many parts of our country, there are some very clever fortune tellers or witches who can predict fate and know a person's past and future. It is officially called a superstition, but it is revered by the people.

At first, some people came to the Public Security Bureau to ask the cat-faced old lady for fortune-telling on the basis of their connections. Later, there was an endless stream of people coming to the fortune-telling every day.

Professor Liang said to the fucking director: Is it appropriate to do fortune-telling in the Public Security Bureau?

The fucking director said: Ang, the old lady doesn't charge any fees, so I am also meeting the needs of the masses.

Although some people were afraid of the cat-faced old lady and ran away in fright as soon as they saw her face, most of the villagers who came for fortune-telling were shocked by the cat-faced old lady's divination. They said "magic" and "too accurate". , Some people offered to give property, but the cat-faced old lady was determined not to accept it.

Professor Liang asked a question about the universe, and he also wanted to test the ability of the cat-faced old lady.

The cat-faced old lady replied: The truth of the universe is in the dust.

Professor Liang said: Where is the boundary of time and space?

The cat-faced old lady said: We imagine an ant crawling across the newspaper on the table, we think that the ant is a flat creature, a point, moving on the two-dimensional plane of the newspaper, it takes a certain amount of time to move from one end of the newspaper to the other. Climb to the other side.If the newspaper is rolled up from the middle, the two edges of the newspaper are connected together, the starting point is connected to the end point, and the two-dimensional curl becomes three-dimensional. The ant miraculously only needs to take one step, and it can move at an extreme speed that it cannot reach. Immediately traverse from the start to the end.The speed of ants can be compared to the speed of light understood by humans.Human beings live in three-dimensional space, and the universe is a high-dimensional space. People in the three-dimensional world cannot understand twelve-dimensional space, at least not now.

The cat-faced granny is so famous that some people even drive from other places to find the cat-faced granny for fortune-telling. Some officials and reporters also come here admiringly.The cat-faced old lady suddenly got tired of fortune-telling, so one evening, she said: The last one.

Su Mei said: Old woman, are you leaving?
The cat-faced old lady said: Yes, I should go.

Bao Zhan said: You have to go back to the mountains.

The cat-faced old lady said: No.

Hualong said: The director took good care of your elderly man, and he will definitely not let you go.

The cat-faced old lady said: I am going to another place.

The last fortune teller was Wei Tiejiang from Xiangyang Village, and he brought a pale young man with him. He said that the young man was his son, Wei Honghui. Strangely, people in the village rarely saw Wei Tiejiang's son.Wei Honghui seldom stays out of the house, only at night, he will take a walk in the village, when he meets people, he will be very shy, and walk past without saying hello.

The fucking director vacated a warehouse for the cat-faced old lady to live in, and this hut was also where she usually used to tell people fortune-telling.

The room is very simple, with a table, two chairs, and a bed.

The cat-faced old lady sat at the table, Blacksmith Wei sat opposite her, and Wei Honghui stood beside her.

The cat-faced old lady seemed a little scared. She could calculate the fate of others, and knew her own life and death. This day finally came.

Wei Tiejiang said: Actually, we came to see you for medical treatment.

The cat-faced old lady said: I know.

Wei Tiejiang said: My child is sick.

The cat-faced old lady said: I have been waiting for this day for a long time.

Wei Tiejiang said: Can you cure my child's illness, please help.

Blacksmith Wei closed and locked the door, Wei Honghui felt a little embarrassed, and took off his shirt slowly.The young man's face was pale, and the light in the room was very dark. It looked like his face was bluish white, like the whiteness of a dead person.

The young man turned around, and there were many densely packed small holes on his back. The dense holes were inlaid on the back like corn kernels. In each small hole, there were some fat worms parasitizing, and their heads stuck out one by one.He didn't dare to tell his father at first, and tried every means to get the worms out, such as lying in the woods at night, taking off his clothes, and letting the birds eat the worms.

When he lay down in the woods, it was a push-up movement, and the little bugs in the hole in his back trembled.

Later, his father, blacksmith Wei, found out, and he pulled out one worm with his fingers, squeezed it and exploded, then pulled out another one, and squeezed it to explode.However, after a period of time, those holes do not heal, and there are still eggs in them, and the eggs will grow on the back.Wei Tiejiang took Wei Honghui to the hospital. The doctors were helpless about this strange disease. They thought it might be an extremely rare parasitic disease infected by iron worms or human skin flies.

The cat-faced old lady said: You have this disease because you ate something you shouldn't eat.

Wei Honghui said: Ah, I didn't eat anything, and I haven't eaten at night, so my father brought me here to find you.

Wei Honghui looks 25 years old, but his IQ is obviously not up to his age. When he talks to the cat-faced old lady, his back is always turned away.

The cat-faced old lady said: Blood.

Wei Hong would say: What?

Wei Honghui then turned around, smiled, showing black gums, and said: I drink blood, how do you know?

The cat-faced old lady said: You will still suck my blood.

Wei Tiejiang said: Yes, I heard that you lived on the mountain, ate ginseng every day, drank your blood, and your illness might be cured.

The cat-faced old lady said: This day has finally come.

Blacksmith Wei put on a pair of special iron gloves with extremely sharp fingertips. He moved his wrist, and the joints of the iron gloves were flexible and light. Wearing this kind of iron gloves, his fingers became murder weapons.He walked over and thrust his right hand into the cat-faced old lady's neck.

(End of this chapter)