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Chapter 29 Head Changing Legend (2)
Newcomers have to cross the top of Windsia Mountain to continue on.Windsia Mountain is full of dangers, and bottomless abyss can be seen everywhere.The steep mountain roads and sharp cliffs make the passers-by dizzy.The roaring torrent of water in the mountain stream rushes down from the river bed covered with black stones, threatening the life of every pedestrian who tries to cross it.A group of people walked for a while and found that there was no way ahead, so they had to move forward in the dark jungle full of thorns.The grass at the foot has sharp spikes, and if you are not careful, you will be stabbed.Deep in the jungle was pitch black, as if entering a valley of death.Sometimes, the sky is covered with dark clouds, and there is rumbling thunder, which makes the sky and the earth tremble, and the heavy rain that comes immediately fills all the caves for shelter.Sometimes, the sun is scorching the earth, and even the soaring wild birds droop their heads listlessly, unable to make a sound.They could hear the deafening roar of elephants, the ferocious roar of tigers, the hair-raising laughter of hyenas and the whimpering of wild dogs from the jungle at all times.

But under the protection of the five-armed god (Kama), the group finally walked out of the dark and terrifying jungle safely and reached the open plain among the mountains.But one night, the beautiful Umatini had a very terrible dream.

In the dream, she was about to wade across a muddy pond whose surface was always rippling.When she stepped carefully into the pond, the rippling water froze.When she walked further, the mud in the pool suddenly lifted her up.She waved her arms and struggled desperately. At this time, she was like a sick child, and her desolate cry for help echoed in the lonely sky.It was as if the voices of many children answered her, something like toads puffed their cheeks, and others seemed to be lying on the embankment or floating in the dark-brown pool water, and their sounds The crying and shouting rushed towards her, as if she was the culprit who caused all this.

The bride woke up from the nightmare and told her husband all the ominous scenes in the dream.After hearing her words, the husband thought for a while, and then told his wife and his friends that a catastrophe was about to happen.Then he rummaged through the travel bag, took out a ball of thread, and divided it into three pieces, one for each person, and said to his companions that if the body is injured, wrap the thread around the wound, so that the wound will not be damaged. Will heal right away.To be on the safe side, he taught them a spell to bring the dead back to life.

Obviously, Wickram was a little disappointed with such a storyline.But he didn't say much.Betal continued:

As Divasama had prophesied, something terrible happened very quickly.That night—the day they reached the plain—the Kratas, a tribe of wildlings in the woods, attacked them.A thin but muscular figure with a bow on his back and a few rattan arrows stood in front of them, gesturing to them to stop and put down their weapons.As they walked on, the little man babbled shrillly, turning his blood-red eyes that blazed with anger like a frightened bird.He drew his arrows to their strings, when the wildlings who lay in wait in the rocks and bushes that lined the road began to shoot at them, and rained arrows on them.

With just one swing of his right arm, Gunaka knocked down sixty enemies.After this group was overthrown, another group of wildlings swarmed up, and they were like irritated hornets, chasing those who destroyed their nest.The valiant Gunaka fell, and the returning Divasama fought the hordes of enemies for a long time.Previously, he had properly hidden his beautiful wife in a tree hole.However, because he was outnumbered, he was thrown to the ground by these dwarfs.These savages cut off the head of Divasama, who was unable to fight back, with a big knife, and looted all their valuables before leaving there.Umatini, who survived, was unscathed.

When her husband was fighting the enemy, Umatini was so frightened that he turned pale and did not dare to look outside the tree hole.When the surroundings returned to silence again, and the sounds of fighting and terrifying cries were no longer heard, she bravely climbed out of the tree hole.Yet what did her eyes see?Newlywed husbands and righteous friends are lying in pools of blood, their heads thrown into the distance.Umatini sat slumped on the ground, and her grief suddenly overwhelmed her.

When she regained her composure, she suddenly thought of what her husband had taught her that morning.So she immediately took out the thread and followed the steps taught by her husband to save her lover and friend.She reattached their heads to their bodies, then wrapped the magic thread around their necks.However, night gradually fell and enveloped the land.When the beautiful Umatini thought that she could save them, she was extremely excited, but because of panic and fear, she actually put the heads of her husband and friend in the wrong place: the husband's head was placed on the friend.After all this was done, she knelt down and silently said the prayers and the mantra her husband had taught her to bring the dead back to life.

After a while, the dead really came back to life.They opened their eyes, shook their heads, and stood up on their legs as if they had just woken up from sleep, as if the previous battle had never happened.But they felt as if something was wrong.The clothes on the two of them had already been stripped naked by the savages. They touched their foreheads with their hands, looked down again, swung their legs, looked at their own hands and feet, and then looked at each other with puzzled expressions on their faces. .

The wife next to them watched their movements, thinking that they hadn't recovered their sanity after undergoing such a difficult joint operation, so she stood silently in front of them for a while, but finally she couldn't help running to where she thought they were. In front of her husband, in the arms of that man.But he pushed her away and told her she had made a mistake.The bride blushed, and then she threw her beautiful arms around another man's neck, thinking that this time there was no mistake, he was my husband.But the man dared not accept her embrace either, and poor Umatini was bewildered.

Finally, she realized the huge mistake she had made, and a terrible thought pierced her heart instantly, and she could hardly breathe.

"She is your wife!" said the head of the Brahmin fixed on the warrior.

"No, she should be your wife!" The warrior's head on the Brahmin denied.

"So, she is my wife!" The first group was a little ecstatic.

"Don't even think about it! She's my wife!" cried the second group.

"Then who am I?" Divasama Gunaka asked suspiciously.

"Then who do you think I am?" Gunaka Divasama did not directly answer the other party.

"Umatini is mine," said the head.

"Lie! She is mine!" Body immediately retorted.

"Holy Yama (the Hindu god of the underworld, or King of Fairness), ah, listen to what this rascal has to say!" Almost at the same moment, the two shouted in unison.

Their quarrel became more and more violent, and both sides claimed that the beautiful Umatini belonged to them, and to him alone.How to resolve the dispute between the enemies, I am afraid that only Brahma can know.I don't know, maybe their heads should be cut off again and reunited with the correct body.Oh!Certainly, King Wickram, there is no doubt that your wit is clearly ill-suited to answer such questions.So who exactly should this charming Umatini belong to?It is said that both of these two men, who could only be regarded as half-husbands of Umatini, went to the King of Justice, and there, inevitably, another terrible quarrel broke out between them, each head demanding, the past All small mistakes must be settled here.The supreme god Yama was also disturbed by their quarrel, and kept tapping his index finger.

When he heard about this absurd head-changing incident, the little prince Dihawashi couldn't help laughing out loud.Just like all honest fathers, the serious old king felt that his son's smile was suspected of mocking others, which really made him angry, so he uttered a proverb in a stern tone to warn the little prince: Too much or indulge yourself To tease a person without lowering one's tall image among friends can only be done by heroic fathers. In other words, the underage little prince laughing at others loudly at the moment can only show that his mind is empty .Then the brave father illustrated with many pompous examples:
"It is said that in the scriptures..."

"You're about to show off, Your Majesty, it's time to show your erudite side! You must have learned it from Ayudeva or the other nine scientific wizards. Those people may know a lot of poetry, but But he is not familiar with the scriptures." Before the king could say his example, Betal interrupted him, with a well-timed compliment to a priest-level figure, which he never missed.

The king hesitated for a while, thinking whether he should correct the substantive mistakes made in the arrogant vampire's words, and finally continued to say harshly: "It is said that in the holy scriptures, the mother river Ganga is the queen of rivers, Sumoru The mountain (hypothetically the center of the universe by Indian geographers) is the king among the peaks, and the Kaparikasa tree (the wishing tree in the Indian paradise. It is also in Islam, but no one knows it in the New Testament) ) is the king of the trees, and the king is the best and the best. Therefore, the wife should belong to him who is noblest."

"I think," Betal interjected, with a bit of sarcasm in his words, "Next, His Majesty is likely to support Digbara. His point of view is that the soul is absolutely pure and measurable like the body, and Stays in only one place. The great philosopher Germani believed that both soul and mind and matter are pure things. On the surface, as it is said in his writings, the brain follows the immortal soul but in fact to him the brain is the mind, so the brain is the soul, or the spirit, or whatever you please; You may agree with me that, as a thing that inhabits the human body, the soul resides either in the great arteries of the chest, or on the chest, or half in the brain and the other half. In the heart of a person. In short, an organ of the human body is its habitat.”

"Vampire, what are you trying to do after talking so much in one breath?" Wickram was a little annoyed.

The devil smiled: "This is just my own opinion. You can also regard it as the scriptures or Wickram's statement. Anyway, the beautiful Umatini does not belong to the head, but Belonging to the body, because the soul would exist in the chest of the latter; while the former is only a skeleton with nothing in it but the same concentration of brain kernels as a calf's brain."

"Bastard!" the king yelled, "doesn't the soul and consciousness enter the body from the seat of the brain through the sagittal suture, so that people have the ability to meditate, and then through the same way, and then reach the state of perfection? ?”

"True, but I must warn you, brave king! Now I have a strong desire to change my position, to make myself more comfortable."

The brave monarch has so far been unable to prevent the vampire from escaping many times.But instead of chasing it in vain, he was wise to do something more practical.When the devil was on his shoulders again, he hoped to hear a new story.

Betal suddenly said disappointedly: "Oh! My left eye is always beating, my eyes are blurred, and I can't see clearly; my heart is also beating wildly. Indeed, everything is over, just like Widahhata writing on my forehead - who knows what will happen to it (God Widahhata writes his destiny on the forehead of a six day old baby. This concept is also present in muslim teachings middle). Listen, king, I will also tell you a true story: Sarasvata (Goddess of Eloquence, "Holy Water of Sarasvata" - a classical Indian phrase meaning the event of a mirage) opened her mouth Come."

(End of this chapter)